Sayvior
"Darold, I really think that you're so handsome" I mumbled.
"You're wine drunk, Sayvior" Darold started to rub my back. "You're really warm"
He kissed my cheek and I felt my stomach swirl. "My stomach's in love with you too"
"Good, that's where I put the babies"
"Can we kiss?" I asked, and moved up on his body.
He pulled me forward by my chin and connected our lips over and over again.
"Touch my butt" I demanded.
He let go of my chin and grabbed it with both hands. One of them started to slip down, and he was soon rubbing me through my underwear.
Instead of saying something, I let him do what he wanted.
"Sorry, that's a habit" He said, stopping near the beginning of my buildup.
My breathing was now hard and heavy.
I moved my legs so that I was straddling him and I started to grind down onto him.
He stopped me and made me use my inhaler.
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"You know you can't be like that" Darold spoke into my ear. "It's only your first day"
Diji was curiously touching the gloves beside me.
I nodded my head and he kissed the top of my spine. "Pass him"
I passed the baby and started to put my gloves on.
"Aye He called out even though I was right there.
"Mhm?"
"You have too much on your mind. Focus on your breathing and watch your foot work"
Darold would always be the better boxer. He had the mindset and everything else that came along with it.
I stood up, and heard Dash whine.
"He just ate, pooped, and woke up. He wants his mother"
I was about to complain, but I stopped myself and picked him up. "Can we try long distance?" I asked, staring Diji in his handsome face.
He dropped his head down against me, giving me my answer.
I rubbed his back. "Okay, Dash"
"You could pass him to me-"
"Can we just go get something to eat?" I asked. "Could you get our bag together?"
Ferg got up and went to talk to the trainer first, but by the way they were talking, it sounded like they were talking about more than our sudden exit.
He came back and gathered our belongings. "Can I train you? For now?"
I shook my head no. "We don't know how to act when we try to box"
"I can behave" He shot back.
"Why?"
"I don't want you full-on training. You could still tear your stomach. I don't like going out with Dash so much either. It takes alot.
Dash put his hand in my shirt and stared at me.
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"Daddy's sorry" Ferg leaned over and kissed Dash.
He was crying because he couldn't have the fries that his daddy was eating.
He threw his pacifier and screamed unnecessarily loud.
I got up and picked him up too, walking away from the scene.
"You're so cranky" I cooed and kissed his forehead. "Daddy doesn't want you sad, but you're not big enough, Dashy"
He quieted down and leaned back a bit to look at me.
"There's enough salt in those fries to preserve the both of our organs, and we don't want that, do we?"
Darold laughed in the other room and it made me crack a smile.
"Daddy's a butt with shriveled up organs" I walked back into our room.
I sat him up against Darold and he yawned and tries to reach for me.
"Can I pull it out?" Darold asked.
"You're not touching my boob, Ferg"
"I'm tryna go to sleep too. I'm tryna see something"
"Nope" I shut it down.
"As much as he be sleep? You don't want that for your baby daddy?"
"Nope"
"What about your husband?" He said, smiling cockily. "I put a ring on it"
"I have different plans for him" I lifted up Diji and Darold sat up.
"You watching makes it weird for me" I said.
"Can you tell your boob to stop the flow like pee or no?"
"No, I cannot" I said, and got started on feeding Diji.
He fell asleep, still latched about twenty minutes later.
I put him in the crib and Darold cuddled with me.
"I think that we do a great job co-parenting"
I gave him a look and he laughed.
"I just mean working together and sharing responsibility. You didn't have to stop training for him though, I could have kept him anyways." He ran his fingers through my hair.
"I couldn't resist. He gives me this look and I come running. Plus, you spent most of the night with him already. You don't allow yourself time away like you give me"
"I'm not tryna rush your healing process. Besides the dick thing-"
"Moment killer" I cut him off.
"You want to switch gears?" He dragged his fingers down my spine, giving me chills.
I grabbed at his hand and brought it to my lips, kissing it before placing it back at his side.
"I'm flattered" He said sarcastically and tightened his grip on me. "You going to sleep?"
I rolled over and buried my head in his chest. "No"
"Are you sure?"
"...No"
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