spamalot } { of mommy nights and parental alone time

[littlebitscary]

Lucy: [still pouting as Fiona gets her in her coat] But I want them today.

Derek: [crouches down] I know, but today is Mommy's day. Why don't you look at the calendar with Grandma and you can choose a day next week and that will be our day?

Lucy: [deep dramatic sigh] Okay.

Derek: [leans down to kiss the top of head] And if you're really good, maybe we'll have daddy daughter day on the beach.

Lucy: [and there's a hopeful look at that, as she nods and turns to wander towards Liam who's going to drop her and Jacob off]

Fiona: Okay, one down - [and she will turn and watch as Landon chases Jacob in circles around the room] - one to go.

Derek: Why do our kids never walk first?

Fiona: Because what fun would that be? [As she ducks and scoops Jacob off the ground as he tries to dart past her]

Derek: [laughs] At least it keeps us both in training.

Fiona: At least there's that.

Landon: [huffs as he catches up] I totally had him.

Derek: And you wonder why Liam's made to do track in the off season.

Landon: I thought that was a required lacrosse thing

Derek: it keeps your muscles in shape when you're not at practice every day. Basketball got spring track.

Landon: We don't run much in dancing.

Fiona: [wrestles Jacob into his coat and then hands him off to Landon] Go now, before he finds the floor again.

Liam: [and he has Lucy on his shoulders] See you in the morning, Dad. [and yup, they're leaving before Derek and Landon keep going on and on]

Fiona: [Landon follows them out with Jacob and she waits until the door closes before sighing and turning to her husband] So what are we doing with Mommy's day?

Derek: Takeout, a movie, and maybe getting some real sleep? [laughs]

Fiona: [she laughs] Sounds perfect. I say pizza in bed.

Derek: What do you want on it? And should I order the apple cinnapie too?

Fiona: Yes and I'm good with whatever you want.

Derek: Alright. I'll go put in the order. Want me to get you something to drink on my way back?

Fiona: Beer. Beer sounds good.

Derek: Got it. Be right back.

Fiona: [nods and she will go to curl up in bed with the remote, flipping through movies]

Derek: [and he will come back with two beers and hand her one. Then he will sit at the foot of the bed and pick up on of her feet and start massaging it]

Fiona: [mmmmmm good husband] You are too good to me.

Derek: I try.

Fiona: So what kind of movie are we looking for?

Derek: Explosions or romantic?

Fiona: Mmmm ... explosions.

Derek: Explosions it is. Unless you know a romantic movie with explosions?

Fiona: I don't think such a thing exists.

Derek: Indiana Jones?

Fiona: [she shrugs] I still think that's more about explosions.

Derek: It's close enough. Especially if we watch Raiders.

Fiona: That works. Is it on Netflix?

Derek: I think so. [and he will go and pull it up]

Fiona: [And she will pull him back against her with a sigh]

Derek: [and he will sit against the headboard with her, sipping his beer and snuggling his wife against him.]

Fiona: [yep, this is a good date. but at the same time:] I wonder if it says something about us that snuggling in bed with Harrison Ford is our idea of a great date.

Derek: My idea of a great date is just being alone with you, Fi. I don't care what we do.

Fiona: That is very true. It's not we were big going out people to begin with.

Derek: I much prefer having as much alone in house time with you as I can get. [smirks]

Fiona: [she laughs] Good to know.

Derek: Only reason I'm being good is because we're waiting on pizza.

Fiona: How much longer till that gets here?

Derek: [looks at his clock] Ten minutes.

Fiona: Hmmm. [she sighs as she leans in to kiss him] I think we can be a little bad while we wait.

Derek: [chuckles as he kisses her back]

Fiona: [and they'll pretty much make out like the teenagers they're not while they're waiting for the pizza to get there]

Derek: [and they were just getting good when the pizza man arrives]

Fiona: [sighs softly] Need me to go get it?

Derek: [looks at his pants, then nods] Probably best.

Fiona: [smirks as she kisses him again] I'll be right back. Don't move.

Derek: [and he will pause the TV and wait on her]

Fiona: [and she will fetch the food and grab fresh beers before making her way back] Food or other stuff first?

Derek: Depends on if you want cold pizza while being naked.

Fiona: I love cold pizza while naked.

Derek: Then leave the food by the television.

Fiona: [does as she's told, before climbing back into bed and moving over him to kiss him again]

Derek: [and he will settle her in his lap as he gets back to kissing her again, his hands running along her ribs to her hips]

Fiona: [sighs softly into the kiss pushing in close and just settling next to him because this part? This part she misses when it comes to having to juggle tiny children all the time]

Derek: [same here, especially since he comes home from long hours at school and dealing with homework as well and juggling time]

Fiona: [yep. too much of their time is claimed by other people, but this is for them and she's going to take advantage of it]

Derek: [She is more than welcome to take advantage of him. In fact, he is hoping for it, letting her take the lead in this]

Fiona: [yep. she's going to take that lead and start peeling clothes off him and dropping them to the floor]

Derek: [and he will not want her to be left out, going to take her short off before leaning in to kiss along her neck]

Fiona: [closes her eyes as she leans into his lips, her fingers moving to shed her bra as well and then going for their respective pants]

Derek: [and he will lift his hips to help her, and then guide hers down on top of his] God I miss this.

Fiona: Me too. [she murmurs as she leans in to kiss him again, rocking her hips gently against him]

Derek: [groans, pressing up into her more, getting harder the more they play]

Fiona: [she hums softly at that, before shifting and bringing one hand down to draw him inside her]

Derek: [that is exactly where he wants to be, and he will press up to get deeper as his lips latch onto her breast]

Fiona: [she moans softly at the touch, sliding her fingers through his hair as she rocks her hips against his]

Derek: [He's good with the slow pace, finding the rhythm and groaning when she shifts in a way that gets him in deeper]

Fiona: [she keeps rocking against him, pressing as close as she can as she feels the sensations building within her]

Derek: [and he will start to speed up as he feels her really starting to get there through their bond, his fingers going to slide between them and rub at her nub as he leaned up to kiss her hard]

Fiona: [the kiss swallows the sounds as she feels herself falling over the edge slumping down against him as she comes down]

Derek: [and since it's been awhile, as he joins her his eyes flash and he will nip into her shoulder. He tries not to get too deep, but enough to make his mark just the same]

Fiona: [its cool, she's used to him marking her in one way or another. Just as long as it's not in a place where she's got to answer awkward questions from their three year-old.]

Derek: [nope. he's gotten good at only leaving it on the side of her breast so it's not even visible when feeding Jake]

Fiona: [not that she's doing that anymore really, so it's all good]

Derek: [still. he will nuzzle her afterward, leaning back and pulling her on top of him]

Fiona: [and she will shift to settle with him, sighing softly as she relaxes] We really need to plan for more Mommy time.

Derek: We should, especially since we're going to lose the live in baby sitters come August.

Fiona: Maybe, but we can ship them upstairs to Lydia and Parrish?

Derek: We could probably make a bartering system with Cora and Stiles too.

Fiona: I think we'll survive.

Derek: [nuzzles her neck a bit] You hungry yet?

Fiona: Starving.

Derek: Think you can grab the pizza?

Fiona: [she nods and shifts up to grab the boxes, pulling them closer]

Derek: [and he will take a moment to clean himself up with a tissue before sitting up in bed more]

Fiona: [and she will crawl under the covers so to get around the chill of the room] Back to the movie?

Derek: [and he will reach for a slice as he unpauses the movie] You know, I'm surprised we didn't do more of this when we were younger.

Fiona: Food in bed with a movie?

Derek: Yeah. We used to do all these separate.

Fiona: I remember some instances where food and sex definitely came together.

Derek: You remember that mess we made with the chocolate sauce?

Fiona: Yep.

Derek: I was still finding spots on me the next afternoon. AND having to explain to my younger sister why I smelt like chocolate.

Fiona: How'd you explain that one away?

Derek: That I said something wrong and you shoved the rest of your sundae down my shirt.

Fiona: [snorts] Did she buy it?

Derek: Of course. You're a violent, vindictive person sometimes.

Fiona: [laughs] Uh-huh.

Derek: Or she knew I was lying and decided it was better on her sensibilities than the truth.

Fiona: Probably.

Derek: But you could have.

Fiona: Why would I waste a good sundae throwing it at you?

Derek: To lick it off me?

Fiona: While you still had your clothes on? I don't think so.

Derek: I'm pretty sure the chocolate back then was after my shirt was off too

Fiona: Yep.

Derek: [and, the graceful swan he is, drops some food on his chest]

Fiona: [she snorts] You should have just said you did it to yourself.

Derek: [looks down.] Whoops. [and he will just... lean his head down and suck it up]

Fiona: [she laughs] Very attractive.

Derek: You're already mated to me. I don't have to be sexy all the time around you anymore. [grins]

Fiona: Oh really? Then I guess I don't have to be either.

Derek: Not if you don't want to.

Fiona: Challenge accepted.

Derek: ..... That wasn't a challenge....

Fiona: Are you sure? Because I think that sounded like a challenge.

Derek: Totally not a challenge.

Fiona: Hmmm. I dunno.

Derek: I'm not going to have an unsexy contest with you, Fi.

Fiona: Then I guess you better make sure you've still got your game face on.

Derek: So what, you want me to be sexy for you all the time?

Fiona: I want you to not think you can be gross just because I'm supernaturally bonded to you for the rest of my life.

Derek: [sighs and leans back in the bed] Well, then my question is... where are the napkins? [he will raise his eyebrows because where are they, Fiona?]

Fiona: [And she will glance over and frown because they totally had napkins before and she will shuffle around and oh look, they're on the floor. very far away] Oops.

Derek: [and smirky grin] Next time I will be cleaner

Fiona: Uh-huh.

Derek: [and he will wipe his chest off, and then make a little bib on his chest for further spills]

Fiona: [she laughs] Much better.

Derek: [and he will reach for two more, unfolding them.] Here let me make one for you too. [and her boobs will soon be well protected]

Fiona: [she laughs some more] Thank you. I appreciate it.

Derek: You're welcome. [leans in to kiss her]

Fiona: [sighs as she kisses him back, letting herself inch closer]

Derek: [he goes to put his half-eaten slice back in the box on their laps and will just kiss his wife some more]

Fiona: [yep, they're probably going to abandon their food again for a bit, kissing can be so much better]

Derek: [kissing and all the places it leads]

Fiona: [and then more food. kind of like lather, rinse, repeat]

Derek: [and best date night in a while]

Fiona: [yep. good times were had by all]