Pâle Septembre, chapter 7
"Holy shit, Adrienne," Billie Joe exhaled rather impetuously, beads of sweat running along the curves of his face. "12 fucking years, and you still know how to fucking fuck." He was able to choke out between his pants of disheveled breath.
Adrienne responded to his unspoken approval with light kisses tickling their way up his bare chest, to his neck--her hands running through his damp hair.
"And...fuck." He coughed a little, apparently failing at catching his breath, "I love you more than any fucking fucker fucking can."
Adrienne couldn't help but smirk. As vulgar as it was, a good orgasm always had Billie's overuse of the word 'fuck' implode to immeasurable dimensions.
"And if I ever fucking fuck this up, you better fucking kill me--'cause I must have fucking been possessed by some fucked up demon--"
Adrienne had made her way to Billie's face, her lips dancing upon the corners of his eye, easing them close to an ecstasy doused rest.
"But if there was any fucking chance that you could exercise me, then for fuck's sake, please do because I wanna live my whole fucking life with you...not possessed by some fucking demon...no, fucking fuck demons, I fucking love you. But no, seriously-- about the demons, get Mike to fucking hire fucking John Constantine to fucking destroy the sinister evil with in, cause I fuck--"
Billie was silenced as Adrienne covered his lips with hers--to silence his routine after sex ramblings. She giggled slightly when he moaned desperately into her mouth, breaking the kiss to stare up at his wife with accusing eyes.
"You're a fucking tease."
"You wouldn't shut up," She said innocently, laying her head on his bare chest and pulling the covers up to her chin--tucking them under Billie's torso; wrapping them in a capsule of heated warmth.
Billie looked down at her with heavy eyelids, his high warring off slowly as sleep tugged at his eyelashes till he has no choice but to close them completely.
"I fucking love you," Billie said softly as a last comment before sleep claimed him.
"I love you too," Adrienne responded--her eyes slowly closing, giving into the exhaustion of pleasure before the most disturbing noise of retching and gagging filled the comforting silence.
Billie sat straight up out of bed--the bliss owned sleep erased completely from his mind. "What the FUCK was that? The thing about the demons? It's happening isn't it?"
Adrienne giggled madly, wrapping her arms around his slender back and pushing herself up on his chest to plant a kiss on his nose.
"That would be our youngest son vomiting. I put a baby monitor in here in case he needed me in the middle of the night," Adrienne explained, reluctantly removing herself from Billie's warmth in search of her robe.
"That...that was the most repulsive noise I think I've ever heard." Billie shook his head, remaining starring ahead with his eyes stuck open.
"Look Billie," Adrienne said happily, successfully slipping her robe on, "You said a whole sentence without the word 'fuck'."
Billie gave her a sideways smile, blowing her a kiss as she exited the room.
"I'll just stay here in bed. I gave you a whole night of unimaginable pleasures, I deserve my sleep." He called out to her, curling up under the covers again. "Plus I don't ever want to hear that noise ever again."
Adrienne responded to his unspoken approval with light kisses tickling their way up his bare chest, to his neck--her hands running through his damp hair.
"And...fuck." He coughed a little, apparently failing at catching his breath, "I love you more than any fucking fucker fucking can."
Adrienne couldn't help but smirk. As vulgar as it was, a good orgasm always had Billie's overuse of the word 'fuck' implode to immeasurable dimensions.
"And if I ever fucking fuck this up, you better fucking kill me--'cause I must have fucking been possessed by some fucked up demon--"
Adrienne had made her way to Billie's face, her lips dancing upon the corners of his eye, easing them close to an ecstasy doused rest.
"But if there was any fucking chance that you could exercise me, then for fuck's sake, please do because I wanna live my whole fucking life with you...not possessed by some fucking demon...no, fucking fuck demons, I fucking love you. But no, seriously-- about the demons, get Mike to fucking hire fucking John Constantine to fucking destroy the sinister evil with in, cause I fuck--"
Billie was silenced as Adrienne covered his lips with hers--to silence his routine after sex ramblings. She giggled slightly when he moaned desperately into her mouth, breaking the kiss to stare up at his wife with accusing eyes.
"You're a fucking tease."
"You wouldn't shut up," She said innocently, laying her head on his bare chest and pulling the covers up to her chin--tucking them under Billie's torso; wrapping them in a capsule of heated warmth.
Billie looked down at her with heavy eyelids, his high warring off slowly as sleep tugged at his eyelashes till he has no choice but to close them completely.
"I fucking love you," Billie said softly as a last comment before sleep claimed him.
"I love you too," Adrienne responded--her eyes slowly closing, giving into the exhaustion of pleasure before the most disturbing noise of retching and gagging filled the comforting silence.
Billie sat straight up out of bed--the bliss owned sleep erased completely from his mind. "What the FUCK was that? The thing about the demons? It's happening isn't it?"
Adrienne giggled madly, wrapping her arms around his slender back and pushing herself up on his chest to plant a kiss on his nose.
"That would be our youngest son vomiting. I put a baby monitor in here in case he needed me in the middle of the night," Adrienne explained, reluctantly removing herself from Billie's warmth in search of her robe.
"That...that was the most repulsive noise I think I've ever heard." Billie shook his head, remaining starring ahead with his eyes stuck open.
"Look Billie," Adrienne said happily, successfully slipping her robe on, "You said a whole sentence without the word 'fuck'."
Billie gave her a sideways smile, blowing her a kiss as she exited the room.
"I'll just stay here in bed. I gave you a whole night of unimaginable pleasures, I deserve my sleep." He called out to her, curling up under the covers again. "Plus I don't ever want to hear that noise ever again."
