[Drabble] Nassau

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[ooc: Hiro used with permission, not proof read because I gotta work :( ]

   

    It's still warm down in Nassau, even at night, and so the windows are open - currents fluttering in the soft breeze carying the sound of waves crashing on the beach.  All familiar, comforting noises to Salome, though she's use to sleeping in the boat instead of the house, she doesn't like sleeping in the house much for the same reason she doesn't like sleeping in the house in New York - the memories.  She's curled up around Hiro, her head on his chest, one arm and leg draped over him and the sheets tangled around both of them.  When she's with him she always sleeps better, and she is not sure why.  Maybe it's the beating of his heart or just his arms around her that comfort her and more often then not, keep the dreams away.

The house is still until a soft cry breaks the silence and Salome sits bolt upright, half asleep and half awake she climbs out of bed and grabs her bathrobe before making it to the door.  She doesn't know where the noise is coming from or who's making it, but in this house years of instinct kick in and if someone's crying that can't mean anything good.  For a moment she's tempted to hide in the closet, because, for some reason in her mind he can't get her there - but now that all seems kind of childish.  Creeping along the hallway she gently pushes the door to Jonba's room open and peers inside letting her eyes adjust to his dim night light that he still insists on sleeping with.  She really doesn't discourage it, Salome understands that nothing very good happens in the dark.

Jonba's crying gets louder when he sees his mother, big, fat salty tears roll down his red cheeks and he hiccups against them trying to catch his breath.  When she steps into the room, he stands up and holds his arms out to her, whimpering her name over and over until she picks him up from his bed.  The poor boy has had a bad dream and on top of that an accident.  Ignoring the smell and the wetness she holds on to him and rubs his back kissing the top of his head and trying to calm him down - trying to assure him that everything is going to be all right.  A voice behind her startles her, and she spins around holding her son close to protect him from who she thinks will be there.

    "Sun goddess?"  Hiro's voice is groggy with sleep and Salome relaxes.

    "Jonba had a bad dream, I'll take care of him."  She insists but Hiro moves forward anyway and kisses the top of Jonba's head before holding out his arms.  For a minute the little boy resists, clinging to his mother and shaking his curly head hard and fast before Salome whispers in his ear and he finally lets go.

     "Can you give him a bath and give him new pajamas?  I'll clean up here."  Now it's her voice that's tired, thankful, but tired.

They move silently away from each other, each doing what needs to be done before going back to bed.  She lays new pajamas out for Jonba before taking their dirty wash down stairs and running the washer and dryer - it was probably all for the best since their things needed a good washing. 

It's early in the morning before she climbs back upstairs and to her bedroom, the one she shares with Hiro now - looking for him and the boy.  Both are there, Hiro sprawled out on his back with a book and a Jonba on his chest both asleep.  Carefully she takes the book away and sets it aside before turning off the night light, it will be morning soon and a night light will be pretty useless then.  Climbing into bed with them, she finally closes her eyes and starts to relax when she feels the bed shift.  Hiro kisses her lightly, brushing hair away from her face and smiling against her lips.

The boy follows suit, except he doesn't kiss her or wake up, just snuggles up close to her body still sucking on his thumb before passing out completely between the two adults.  No one ever said family life would be easy, but there are moments where it's not quite as bad when you don't have to do it alone.
 

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Hiro wakes up much later with the sun slanting into the room. Jonba is curled up against Salome, his thumb in his mouth and his other hand wrapped in a lock of her hair. He kisses both of them on the temples and heads into the kitchen to make a couple of simple omlettes and a bowl of cereal. He feels a need for breakfast in bed, even if they'll have to change the sheets after Jonba's finished. He fills the sippy cup with orange juice and includes a little pitcher with milk in it for the cereal.

Making some coffee, and including more juice for himself and Salome, he puts it all on a tray and carries it up to the bedroom. They are still asleep, though he can see Salome twitching as her hand encounters the space he left. He slides back under the covers, letting her hand connect with his thigh. He puts the tray in his lap and gently says, "Wakey, wakey."

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She's in the middle of a dream, a dream that doesn't involve monsters or shadows, or even anything particularly spectacular. Just some normal, every day dream when she feels the bed shift, or at least the bed shift in her dream. Very slowly she opens her eyes and encounters the boy pressed tightly to her and she remembers last night. Smiling, she kisses the top of his curly brown hair now messy from going to bed wet. She loves watching Jonba sleep, he's so soft and angelic, like a perfect little doll. It's not something she got to experience much when she was Dead. Her arm wraps around him protectively and she closes her eyes once more before seeking Hiro.

She finds his thigh and then the rest of him with a grin before she slowly pushes herself up on one arm. Wincing as her hair gets caught on Jonba's tiny fingers. Once she manages to get herself lose she runs her fingers back through the long strands to get it away from her face and leans forward to kiss Hiro. "Good morning, my love. You smell like breakfast."

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"I made breakfast." He smiles as he pulls off the napkins protecting the food. "I was not sure if you wanted Jonba to have an omelette, so I brought some cereal for him."

He looks down at the sleeping boy and gently rubs his arm. "Wakey, wakey, Cookie Monster."

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"Jonba can have the omelette, I'll have the cereal." She responds softly, laying back down her eyes closing as she starts to wake up a bit more. Jonba whimpers and rolls pressing his face into his mother's stomach. Reaching down she runs her fingers through his fine hair before picking him up and whispering something in his ear.

Very slowly he blinks his brown eyes open and turns to look at Hiro and breakfast. Still being rather grumpy Gus, he sits up and picks up his sippy cup and starts in on his orange juice.

"Not morning people."

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He gives Jonba a kiss on the top of his head before he cuts up the omelette for him. "I will give you part of my omelette and eat part of the cereal." He drinks some of his coffee, then splits the omelette. "He will feel better when he has had some food."

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"He just needs to be thrown around a bit before he's happy, isn't that right, boy?" Jonba grunts and picks up some omelette with his fingers, swatting at his mom with his free hand. Salome sits up and rubs Hiro's back gently, "you don't have to split it with me, cereal is more then okay. It's sweet of you though, did you sleep well?"

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"Yes, I did. Especially with both of you here." He chews the omelette thoughtfully. "The sea air always makes me sleep better. I guess it is because I always have good memories of beaches." He drinks more of his coffee - he can't go without it completely. Although, when he's on vacation he only needs it first thing in the morning.

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"I think there's something soothing about the sound of the waves, it's the reason why they put it on cd's and in noise machines. Or maybe the salt air, or maybe the little boy, could be all three." Jonba continues to pick at his omelette and actually eat most of it before he turns and tugs on his mother's shirt.

"We'll be right back," she scoops up the boy. "Do you want to do anything special today, Hiro?"

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"I did not have anything in mind, truly." He watches them go, then takes the tray to the kitchen. He leaves the food on the tray as he's not sure if Salome and Jonba are finished. He puts his own plate into the sink and drinks his mango juice as he waits for them.

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After Jonba gets washed up, she walks him to the nursery and dresses him before he begs her to let him watch his video. She sighs and finally relents, generally she hates to set him down in front of the tv but it's a rare so she allows it. Walking back to the bedroom, she grabs a hair tie and puts her hair into a pony tail before picking up the tray and heading down stairs.

"Well, we can go down to the beach, that's always fun, or walk around the island."

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"Is Jonba watching the TV? We should probably stay close until he is finished, then we can explore the island." He offers her the rest of the omelette that Jonba didn't finish.

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"He has his video he likes to watch each morning," holding up her hand she shakes her head about the omelette. Instead she reaches for the juice and washes it down with some pills. Setting the glass down she kisses his mouth lightly.

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He finishes off the omelette - no reason to waste it. He watches her take the pills. He's not sure what they are, but she never really talks about them and he won't push. He kisses her gently. "Walk along the beach or should I bring the beach ball?"

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"Yes, that would be a good thing, he likes chasing around the beach ball in the sand." One arm wraps around him and she lightly kisses him up his jaw to his ear. "I am going to take a shower - would you be interested in . . . joining me?" Blushing faintly she ducks her head and squeezes him for a moment. "You don't have to."

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"Now that is an offer I cannot refuse." He grins and takes her hand, leading her back to the bedroom. When they are behind the closed door, he kisses her as his fingers smooth over her shoulders.

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"You could have, you can always say no. I'm glad you didn't though." Grinning, she kisses him hard, finger grabbing the waist band of his pajama pants as she leads him to the bathroom. On their way, she grabs the baby monitor and turns it on, placing it on the bathroom counter and turning it on so they can hear if Jonba calls for them.

At that moment she feels very, very old. She ignores that feeling by wrapping her arm around Hiro's neck and flicking her tongue out over his bottom lip, whimpering happily.

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"How can I ever refuse you, sun goddess? I am happiest when you are happy." He gently helps her out of her nightclothes as he kisses her just as fervently. His fingers skim over her breasts, pads of his thumbs caressing her nipples as his tongue slides over hers.

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She groans desperately, her nipples hardening under his thumbs turning into hard pebbles under his hands. Panting she reaches over blindly and turns on the water, once it's running she pushes at his pants. She's desperate for more of him, to feel him inside of her against her. Right now her heart is the only noise competing with the pounding shower.

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Hiro steps into the water guiding her under the stinging water. He likes the needle feeling as the water washes away the last of his sleepiness and he folds her into his arms as the spray hits them both. His mouth is ravenous now, kisses and licks roving over her face, neck and shoulders. His hands move lower as his chest presses up against hers - his pounding heart thumping against hers. Now his hands are petting her ass, following luscious curves.

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Her fingers disappear into his hair, holding her close as she presses flush up against his body. These kisses that they share are all lips and tongue no teeth this time, their bruises and split lips are just starting to heal from the last times they were together. It still makes her groan and her head tilts back, enjoying the hot water that wets her hair and face. His hands on her ass excite her and she arches her hips up into his grinding and rubbing against him.

Lips find his ear and she nips at his lobe, sucking and nipping as she pants softly.

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He licks a line from her collarbone, up her neck, then nibbles just a little on her earlobe before he rims her ear. His fingers are now travelling down the crack of her ass, briefly circling her anus before he moves to her pussy. He rubs her vaginal lips before fingers slip inside her and rub her clit. The water lets him slip in easily. He wants to bring her to a gentle orgasm as the water slicks their skin.

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As he touches and caresses her, fingers tighten on his hair and she inhales quickly as her body tenses around him. Every time she is in the shower, or she catches him in the shower she's reminded of their first time together. Of how much she loved him even then, of how he made her feel and how he told her that she was beautiful.

Her lips seek his out once more as her fingers fall from his hair, down his side and to his cock. She strokes him gently as she whispers to him. "I love you. I love you even more then the first moment I laid eyes on you."

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His eyes are dark, pupils dilated as she strokes him. His fingers continue their slow fucking, opening her further for him. "I love you more each day, Salome. Even if I lost everything tomorrow, as long as you were still with me, I would not have lost anything." He looks at her a little funny. "Did that make sense?"

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It was weird to laugh and groan at the same time, and as she did her pussy tightened around his fingers. "Yes, I understand, that makes sense, it's a wonderful thing for you to say Hiro." Leaning forward, she kisses him tenderly as she works hard to keep everything tender. Right now she wants nothing more then to tug hard on his cock and demand that he fuck her hard but somehow that's wrong for a Saturday morning encounter in the shower.

Moaning softly she pulls back from the kiss and slowly rubs the head of his cock against her bare clit. "I have a surprise for you tonight, after Jonba goes to sleep."

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Hiro's kisses trail along her neck until he reaches her shoulder where he begins to nibble. He has three fingers in her now and even the water of the shower can't disguise that she's wet and ready for him.

"Oh? For his nap or tonight?"

"Do you want to face me or brace against the wall?" He is trying to keep it light, but there's hunger in his voice.

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"Tonight, I want to be able to take my time and nap time won't cut it," she breathes - tilting her head back and groans. Speaking of time she worries they are running out of it. So she pulls back and lets go of him and turns around so she is facing the wall of the shower, a shudder runs down her spine as she steps away from him.

Her back is to him but she spreads her legs enough to allow him to take her, not saying a word, but whimpering softly.

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"I cannot wait." He sees that she's a little apprehensive. Since he hears no sounds of distress from Jonba, he figures that it must have something to do with their timing. He's still not used to Jonba's schedules, so he figures it's best to pay attention to her cues.

His hand pets her rump, then slips down between her legs, teasing her pussy, then he's suddenly in her. Though he puts his hand on the wall between her head and the tiles to cushion it, he proceeds to fuck her hard, growling softly in Japanese about how sweet she is.

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Gasping she arches up into him, she loves it when he takes her from behind, there's something wild and primitive from this angle. It's more animal then human and she presses her cheek to the slick, cool wall, listening to the water beat against the wall as he thrusts into her. Spreading her legs, she puts one foot up on the flat rim of the tub so he can get nice and deep inside of her. It works in her favor, since it opens up the curtain enough so she can hear the monitor better.

The radio clashes with his words in her ear, she picks up on a few of them but not many. Grabbing his hand she puts it in her hair. "Grab my hair, pull, call me a slut," she whispers. "Please, just a little rough, I want to come." It's just rough enough to send her over the edge.

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The change in angle makes him growl more and he's rutting hard into her. At her command he grabs her hair, wrapping it around his hand for a better grip. He pulls her head back to his shoulder. "You just love that, don't you, little girl? A cock just ramming up you, opening that sweet pussy of yours. You cannot get enough of it, can you?" His strokes are long, hard. He's close to abandoning himself to the fucking, but not quite yet. "Say it, slut. Tell me how much you want to get fucked."

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Her head goes back, and her eyes close almost out of embarrassment but then they open as her cheeks turn a bright pink with shameful need. Everything he's saying is just what she needs to hear. Her pussy tightens around him and she moans loudly before biting her bottom lip, Jonba can't hear. "No, I can't get enough, I love it when you fuck me. I need it, jesus, I'm such a slut, I get so wet just thinking about you fucking me. I want it, please, please, sir, fuck me, fuck me! Fuck your little slut."

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He kisses her temple tenderly, completely out of character, but he needs her to know that he loves her and this is just satisfying both of their animal needs. After that second of grace, he starts to pound into her, loving the clutch of her pussy around him and her helpless cries. "That's it, slut, take it. Take all of it." The strokes are punishing, bruising. He's so hard now that he knows he's not going to last.

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Her eyelids flutter close at the gentle kiss, and she sighs gratefully at it, sagging as she relaxes at the silent exchange of tenderness. When he starts in on her though she loses it, her fingers grip his arms, nails gouge at his arms and she arches her back as she cries out and comes with a shudder. "Hiro! Fuck! Fuck!" Fuck, she opens her eyes and watches the bathroom door to make sure jonba does come to see what the noise is about, hopefully the water has blocked out the noise.

That still doesn't over ride the fact that she's having one amazing orgasm, shaking and bucking in his arms - her cunt tight around his cock.

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Hiro bites his lip bloody to keep from screaming as he comes. His eyes flick towards the door, hoping that Jonba doesn't show up or this is going to be very awkward. Then he's shooting inside her so hard that he feels like his dick's going to shoot off. Her pussy is so good against him. He staggers a bit once he comes. Blood trickles down his chin, but he doesn't feel it. His eyes are dark and dreamy.

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She sags against the shower wall when she's spent and glances over her shoulder to say something to Hiro. Salome does a double take when she sees the double take. Grabbing the wash cloth, she straightens up and slowly takes hold of him around the waist and wipes his chin off with the wash cloth while kissing the blood off of his mouth licking at the cut with her tongue. "God that was really, really, good. Right, that wasn't just me?"

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His smile is now distinctly dreamy. "No, not just you. That was very good." He gently slips out of her and grabs the soap. Wanting to keep in contact with her, he soaps her up, cleaning her gently as he cuddles her close.

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She cuddles back, washing him off with her hands, soaping him up and enjoying the time she has with him under the water. She knows it won't last long and so she savors their kisses and his hands on her. After a few minutes she starts to pull back to rinse off, "we should go check on Jonba."

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He helps her rinse off, then steps out of the shower to give her a towel. He grabs another for himself which he uses first to dry his hair to spikes, then quickly dries himself off. He takes another and gently dries her hair.

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"I love you, Hiro. Thank you." She wraps the towel around herself and allows him to dry her hair, when it's not dripping she turns and steals a quick but heavy kiss. Pulling away, she winks and goes out to the nursery to check on Jonba, who is sleeping in front of the DVD. Sighing she kneels down beside him and nuzzles him putting kisses all over his cheek until he starts to wake up.