Hiccstrid Shorts

Dinner With The In-laws Part 2

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ɨt'ֆ ǟ աɛɨʀɖ ʄօռt tɦǟt ʍʏ ʄʀɨɛռɖ ǟռɖ ɨ ʊֆɛ. ռօt tɦɨֆ tɦօ...  ɨ kɨռɖǟ ʀɛǟʟʟʏ ʟɨkɛ tɦɨֆ օռɛ.

ɖɨռռɛʀ աɨtɦ tɦɛ ɨռ-ʟǟաֆ քǟʀt 2 ɨֆ ċօʍɨռ' ɨռ ɦօt,  ɮʟօաɨռɢ օʊt ֆռօt! աɛʟʟ...  ɨ ֆɦօʊʟɖ քʀօɮǟɮʟʏ ɖօ tɦǟt ֆɨռċɛ ɨ'ʍ ֆɨċk...  ǟɢǟɨռ...  ɢօɖ ɖǟʍ tɦօֆɛ ֆtʊքɨɖ ֆɦօքքɨռɢ ċɛռtʀɛֆ!

Coming back at least a month later and re-reading that is funny. I had just gotten sick at the time. Now I'm Fucking sick AGAIN

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The next morning, Ida was in the kitchen making breakfast, talking with her husband.
A question had been burning on her mind.
"Do you think Hamish is right for our daughter?" She asked as she slid Sven's plate of food across to him.

"Of course! If Ash had a problem with him, he would know," He chuckled. He mumbled a thank you before taking the first bite.

"True," she sighed.

"And he held it in until he knew she was ready, too," He added, and Ida raised an eyebrow.

"What do you mean?"

"Well...

Hamish had just walked in the shed, seeing as I needed his help.

'Hamish, can I talk to you?' I asked.

'O-Of course, Sven. Whatever you need,' He replied, picking up some tools for me.

'It's about Ashley,' I say, and his eyes brighten at the mention of her.

'What about her?'

'Have you two done anything... I don't know... intimate?' I ask, leaning on a broomstick while I look up to see him freeze.

'I uh... To what extant?' he asked, looking up at me.

'Sex,' I say, bluntly, and the simple word raises a blush to his face. He shakes his head, no.

'Really?' I said, impressed.

'She's not ready for it. She thinks she is, but she's not. She doesn't realise what could happen if we were to... yeah. I get it, College stresses everyone out, and I try to help, I really do, but I don't want to do anything too much unless it just piles another problem onto our already full plate,'

"So last night was their first?" Ida asked when Sven was finished with his story.

"Yep,"

"Well they must've done well if there still sleeping, its ten o'clock!" Ida chuckled, and Sven joined in, sending chewed food into the air.

—— Meanwhile ——

Hamish's eyes fluttered open to see a bare, freckled back dusted with golden hair. A smile immediately appeared on his face as the events of the night came back to him. He took in the position he had woken up in, and he had enjoyed the feeling.

Hamish was spooning Ashley, her back to his chest. Their legs were tangled, one of his over her hips, tugging her closer naturally. One arm was under her head, acting like a pillow, the other was around her waist, laying over her hickey-covered breasts. He smiled at the sight of her, and it brought a rosy blush to his cheeks along with a bright smile. He nuzzled her hair, inhaling the sweat scent.

"Good morning," came Ashley's angelic voice, even if it was slightly hoarse from the previous screaming.

"Morning," Hamish replied, alot happier. His fingers danced across her side, causing her to shiver. "Cold, milady?" Hamish teased.