Brooklynn Pratt
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Post by Brooklynn Pratt on Jan 1, 2007 19:01:45 GMT -5
“So how come I can’t use the whole ‘sofa’ punishment on you? It’s always me who sleeps on the couch.”
Smirking, Brooke had prepared an answer and was about to give it when Frank began to kiss her and she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him closer before he pulled away and she let go of him, her hands dropped back down to the back of his belt. “Because you love me too much. What kind of a man would you be to make your wife sleep on the couch? Even if the argument…or falling out was her fault?” Brooke didn’t feel the need to mention that she’d only refuse the couch and spend the night making him as uncomfortable as possible until he gave up and headed for the couch.
“Of course you do, Brooklynn. Lady luck is here to shine for you.”
Brooke nodded and rested her head back on the sofa. Frank’s arm around her waist caused her to lean in to him and she raised an eyebrow when he kissed her cheek. “See, she’s already here.” She said before Frank reached forward and picked up the dice for his turn. When he threw them, Brooke was sure he’d only move a few spaces and that would be it. Not for one second had she expected she’d be the first to be loosing clothing.
“Brooke! Hey, look! I got a ladder!”
Brooke’s eyes shot down to the board and she sighed deeply, throwing her head back on the sofa once more. She didn’t do loosing. In fact, one could say she was allergic to it. Picking up the dice, Brooke was about to roll and act as if she’d forgotten about their little rules, but before she could barely move, she was being nudged by Frank and her head turned to him, fully knowing what to expect.
“Shirt!”
And what was wrong with starting with a shoe? Giving Frank a quick glance, Brooke shook her head, sighing. “Who suggested this game?” Oh yes, it was her. So keeping her mouth quiet now, Brooke pulled her robe off first before beginning to unbutton her blouse. Soon it was loose and she slowly pulled it off, before adjusting the straps of her bra and quickly pulling her robe back on. That wasn’t cheating. He’d not mentioned the robe.
So smirking slightly, Brooke left the robe undone at the front before leaning forward and picking up the dice. “Don’t know what was wrong with a shoe.” She muttered, throwing the dice down on the board. A six. Moving her counters up, Brooke grinned widely as with pure luck, she, two, landed on a ladder. “Would you look at that, hon.” She said before turning her body around and facing Frank. “Let’s skip straight to these.” She said, tugging on his pants slightly. “Come on. Off, off, off.” She tugged at them more.
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Post by Natasha on Jan 2, 2007 2:58:38 GMT -5
“Because you love me too much. What kind of a man would you be to make your wife sleep on the couch? Even if the argument…or falling out was her fault?”
Smiling as her hands moved down to his belt. Resting his arms around her shoulders, he supposed he agreed with her. “No man at all, I guess.” Kissing her lips softly, he briefly considered trying it that night. No, no… he wanted things to happen for him. Or to him, if he was lucky. “So are you saying you don’t love me enough to take the couch for me?” Oh, had he gotten her there? Probably not; Brooke was good at getting herself out of situations.
“See, she’s already here.”
Smirking, Frank had thought she looked cute leaning back on the sofa. They were cuddled up as if they were watching a movie. Though, if they were, Frank would’ve made sure they did less watching of the movie and more of acting out their own. Smiling softly as he nodded, he would only agree for now.
Watching her reaction to his having gotten a ladder, Frank wanted to laugh. No, he was too happy for having started off with a ladder. When Brooke started to act as if he hadn’t just gotten a chance to make her lose a piece of clothing, he let out a sound that was similar to disappointment. Then of course, she gave him a glance and sighed, and his smile came back wider.
“Who suggested this game?”
Smugly watching Brooke, Frank couldn’t wait as she took her robe off. His eyes were intent on the undoing of her blouse. Brooke could make him act like a younger man with the way she acted. Her slow teasing was almost too much, and when she started to adjust her bra, his mouth opened and he moved to kiss her chest. But then the robe got in his way, and he sat back a little upset. “Aw…”
“Don’t know what was wrong with a shoe.”
Shaking his head, he watched her toss the dice before moving his eyes back to the robe. It was open slightly, and he considered moving himself into it before she was grinning. Frowning, Frank bit on his lip before turning back to the game board. Oh no… a ladder.
“Would you look at that, hon… Let’s skip straight to these… Come on. Off, off, off.”
“Look at that…” Mumbling to himself, he stared at it as if it was a joke. As she tugged on his pants, he groaned softly. No, no, not yet… there’d be nothing to restrain him then, other than his boxers. Of course Brooke was enjoying this… Laughing as she tugged at them more, Frank pulled her hands off and sighed. “Fine, fine… hold your horses…” Standing up, he stretched backwards slightly, smirking as he pushed his bulge a little closer to Brooke’s face. See what she was doing to him, or something.
Finally, though, Frank undid his belt, shaking his head and laughing again before undoing the button. Scooting a little closer to his wife, he stood in front of her and undid the zipper, moving his body slowly to the music. He could tease too… Very slowly he moved each side of the pants down, having to work slowly in the front until it cleared his bulge. Past it, he let them drop the rest of the way unaided.
Fixing himself so he could sit down without it peaking out, Frank sat back down next to his wife and pulled his feet out of each pant leg before rolling the dice. Moving his piece along, he licked his lips and smirked. The smirk quickly lost itself as he reached a snake. “Oh, come on!” Grumbling, Frank stared at the dice a moment, considering what was next. Pushing each shoe off, Frank decided that was good enough. "Okay." Perhaps Brooke would hit a snake, if he was lucky...
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Brooklynn Pratt
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Post by Brooklynn Pratt on Jan 2, 2007 5:25:47 GMT -5
“So are you saying you don’t love me enough to take the couch for me?”
Brooke smirked and shook her head. “I am saying that I love you too much to not let you sleep on the couch. It’s a right of passage. It’s what the man must do. I’m at least old fashioned on that small part.” She winked and kissed him on the cheek. “It’s a case of me not loving you enough to not take the couch for you. Because I love you so much, I want your manly status upheld so you do take the couch. As if I didn’t love you enough, I would not want your status upheld and I would give you the female’s part and give you the bed.” Brooke was confusing herself so she only hoped Frank was stumped.
“Look at that…Fine, fine… hold your horses…”
Frank’s reluctance was funny and when he finally stood up, Brooke leaned back and looked up, watching him with a smirk on her lips. When Frank pushed himself in front of her, Brooke’s smile widened and she bit her lip. Yes, she’d got him good and he was definitely making her know it was there. He was finally undoing the belt and Brooke’s eyes didn’t move from his hands as she licked her lips.
He moved closer to Brooke and as she rested her head back, she was enjoying this as he pulled the zipper down. “Faster…” she muttered, wanting those trousers off as he slowly swayed to the music. Oh no, he wasn’t going to be doing that for much longer. The pants were finally down and Frank adjusted himself before sitting down and kicking the trousers off properly as Brooke watched him, her eyes bright and he rolled another dice.
“Oh, come on!”
With Frank hitting a snake, Brooke watched him kick his shoes off and sighed. That wasn’t enough. Now she hoped she hit a ladder, just for him to loose more now. So as she rolled the dice, and her piece was moved forward, she grinned widely as she stopped on another ladder. “Told you’d be getting cold dear.” She said before looking him up and down. “Shirt.” Brooke’s eyes were hurting slightly now, it was getting late and she was feeling sleepy. But she didn’t want to drop down just yet; she’d made promises to Frank.
But then Brooke was thinking about a drink perhaps waking her up a bit more so she nudged Frank slightly before his next go, “How about some wine?” she asked, a small smile on her lips.
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Post by Natasha on Jan 2, 2007 5:55:32 GMT -5
“I am saying that I love you too much to not let you sleep on the couch. It’s a right of passage. It’s what the man must do. I’m at least old fashioned on that small part”
Laughing, he shook his head. Of course Brooke would come up with something to work it so it sounded good. As she kissed his cheek, Frank shook his head. “Oh, right, a passage… thanks for helping me then dear.”
“It’s a case of me not loving you enough to not take the couch for you. Because I love you so much, I want your manly status upheld so you do take the couch. As if I didn’t love you enough, I would not want your status upheld and I would give you the female’s part and give you the bed.”
Right… There she went again. Frank always wondered how she came up with such confusing thoughts. “Well… thank you for looking out for my manly status, Brooke. And… yea, okay.” Laughing softly, he kissed her lips. Sure, if she wanted to leave it at that, he would too. So confusing…
At least Brooke was enjoying the little show he put on for her. Teasing her was always fun, as long as he could outlast the tease… sometimes he couldn’t and had to stop because it was working more on him watching her reaction. Her eyes were focused where he wanted them, at least. Hearing her mutter, Frank laughed softly. Yes… he was doing it just perfect.
The show was over, for now, though. Brooke seemed pleased with herself, though from her reaction to his taking his shoes off, he could imagine what she had wanted off. Watching the dice roll, Frank waited to see where she landed. So close to a snake… NO! A ladder again?!
“Told you’d be getting cold dear… Shirt.”
Licking his lips, Frank couldn’t believe his luck. Laughing as he shook his head, Frank started undoing the buttons that she had taken apart for him in the office. “Yes, you did… this game is so… full of luck… not fair.” Reaching the end of his shirt, he took it off each arm, nice and slow so she could enjoy it. Finally, he swung it over his head and tossed it on her. Just in his boxers, he was at least glad she had left him with those. And his socks, of course. Keeping his toes warm… Picking up the dice, he threw them before Brooke started talking.
“How about some wine?”
Glancing back at her as she nudged him, he nodded. “Okay, let me … move myself here…” Moving forward, he was shocked to see he hit another snake. “God!” It really wasn’t his lucky night. Laughing, he took his socks off. “You’d better not get another ladder…” Standing up, he kissed her lips softly before moving towards the kitchen. Right… wine… Glancing back at Brooke, he shook a finger. “No cheating, dearest.”
Picking up their glasses from dinner, Frank filled each one up with wine. Taking a moment to put the clean dishes away as well, Frank smiled to himself. He could only imagine what Brooke was trying to accomplish in the living room. Finally, he picked up their glasses and went through the swinging door. Duke lifted his head and glanced at Frank before laying back down. “Hey honey, I…” Staring at his wife, he was surprised she had fallen asleep so quickly. A small smile came to his lips as he set the glasses down on the table. Cleaning up the game, and pulling his wand out, Frank picked up their spare clothes and moved them to the bedroom. Frank put his wand away before moving to his wife.
Kissing her on the forehead gently, Frank picked her up in his arms and started for their bedroom. She was obviously dead tired, after all that had gone on, and was in need of some rest. As much as he hated to go to sleep empty handed, he knew it would be cruel to wake her up for that. Gently kicking the door open, he heard the big dog coming in behind him. Laying Brooke down on the bed, Frank turned the covers and sheet down before helping her out of her robe and whatever else she was wearing. Into the bed she went, with the sheets pulled up to her chin.
Frank slipped into the sheets with her, about to snuggle up when something from upstairs pulled him from his desire to sleep. It was Ana, crying. Letting out a slow sigh, he got out and slipped some sweats on, going to take care of their daughter. Brooke was too tired to, and he didn’t mind taking care of whatever their daughter needed. Probably just rocked back to sleep…
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