Outlaws to the End (HotCider & heartofcourage)

[heartofcourage]

Elizabeth's arms instantly crossed over her chest in a defensive posture as Ian called her a caged bird. She had a slight scowl on her lips, her blue eyes looking down at the ground. She did want to believe that everyone had the capacity to be good. It was a much better life than constantly looking over your shoulder for the next bad thing to happen.

"I'm not so sheltered." She muttered, knowing that the notion was laughable at best.

Sheltered didn't even begin to describe her. Her father had gone through great lengths to ensure that Elizabeth didn't know about the world around her. Boarding school had been sheltered. Her home schooling before that had only gone over the basics. The first taste of freedom that she had ever experienced was the hellhole of an apartment which Stephen had put her up in. Ian had no reason at all to trust her intuition about the situation they found themselves in.

As Ian dashed to the door, scrambling to catch someone who wasn't there, Elizabeth moved to take his spot on the side of the tub. The water was a roar in her ears, drowning out the thoughts that wanted to drag her down. She could barely hear the conversation that Ian was having with Tom and when he entered back into the room, she let out a long sigh and shut off the water.

Surprise was written on her features as he told her that they were staying another night. Why had he suddenly changed his opinion? She didn't believe for a moment that he had been swayed by the thoughts of another good meal and a soft bed. Still, she wasn't about to make him reconsider what he was saying.

She stood, moving to wrap her arms around Ian's shoulders tightly. Hugging him, her cheek pressed against the naked skin of his chest.

"You won't regret it." She murmured softly. "And it means the world that you're willing to trust me."

 

[HotCider]

Ian’s brows rose a little when Elizabeth approached him to wrap her arms around him in a hug.

You won’t regret it…And it means the world that you’re willing to trust me.

I just hope you’re right, Ian thought.

He slung one arm across the small of her back and cupped her cheek with his hand. He smiled at her. His lovely lady. It felt good knowing that this woman loved him so much. If there had been anyone else in his arms, he knew that the proud and appreciative emotion that was overwhelming him at that moment would not have been present.

“Come on, let’s get your stinky butt in the tub,” Ian teased. He flashed an amused grin at her as his hands went to his pants to unbutton them and drop his fly. His lips then pursed impishly. “This is the second time I’m gettin’ naked for you tonight.”

His pants slumped to the floor and he stepped out of them, shaking a legging free of his foot. He hadn’t put his briefs on. They were probably still lying on the floor in the room. Approaching the tub, Ian peered down at the water before he started with one leg. He felt the sting of the heat and he tensed up as though he had stepped into a tub of ice water instead.

“Eerr…it’s a bit hot,” Ian muttered through his grit teeth.

He stood there briefly until it felt as though his leg had adjusted to the temperature and then stepped in with the other leg. He turned the faucet back on to let some cool water in in case Elizabeth felt the same way, and then shut it off to finally submerge himself. The hot water went up to his shoulders as he stretched out his legs and eased back against the reclining porcelain wall of the tub.

“Oooh yeah, I needed this,” he moaned and closed his eyes.

He rested his arms on either side of the tub and just pleasantly soaked.

 

[heartofcourage]

"Well, I'm certainly not complaining about the view." Elizabeth said as Ian was naked in an instant, moving towards the tub.

As he hissed at the warm water, she had to laugh and shake her head. He was always expressive about things, almost silly in a childlike way. He made her laugh and she enjoyed every moment that she had with him. Perhaps this is what a relationship was all about. Being able to be yourself with someone without the fear of being judged. She knew that Ian would never think differently of her because of something that she did.

She undressed as he turned on the taps again, relaxing back against the porcelain wall with a long sigh. She was almost jealous that he was so relaxed, but she was soon stepping into the tub as well. Carefully lowering herself into the warm water, she sighed herself as she leaned back against Ian's slick chest. Her red hair floated in the water as she rested her head against his shoulder, relaxing along with him.

"You have to admit that this is really nice. So much better than trying to clean up on a train with cold water and a washrag." Elizabeth murmured as she turned her head and pressed her lips against his cheek.

"We'll have to save up our pennies for a tub like this when we have a house." She chuckled with a genuine smile on her face as she thought about their future together. "Maybe we could find a place in the mountains somewhere. Nice, cool evenings next to the fire sounds lovely too."

 

[HotCider]

Ian smiled when Elizabeth settled into the water and laid against him. He loved the feel of her body against his own.

You have to admit that this is really nice. So much better than trying to clean up on a train with cold water and a washrag.

“Isn’t this our first official bath since we started this journey?” he wondered. He honestly couldn’t remember the last time he took one. He recalled a time when they showered but that was long ago.

He felt her plush lips against the rough hairs of his cheek. As Elizabeth told him of her desire to have a tub like the one they were in, she would feel something hard rise up between her legs. Ian tried to put on his most innocent look.

“Woah, someone’s up early,” he said with an amused smirk.

 

[heartofcourage]

"We had one at the hotel. Remember? You got me drunk after you gave the chauffeur a show. Then you ran off to rob that bank." Elizabeth said with a smile as he brought up their little adventure to that point. "A bank was more important than waking up next to me, it seems."

The slight stirring between her thighs had Elizabeth gasping. Ian looked at her with that innocent glance, the smirk on his face telling her that he was having anything but innocent thoughts.

"Down, boy." Elizabeth said with a chuckle. "Ian, we nearly tore down that bed just a few hours ago. Are you really trying to tell me that you're already raring to go again?"

 

[HotCider]

Down boy…Ian, we nearly tore down that bed just a few hours ago. Are you really trying to tell me that you’re already raring to go again?

Ian blushed as the smile on his face grew. “We don’t have to if you don’t want to. I enjoy just being here with you…like this.”

He brushed her red hair over to one side of her shoulder and trailed soft kisses down the back of her neck.

“You had to bring that up huh?” he said to her. He brought his arms around her to embrace her, holding her in his arms. “You know if I didn’t have to rob that bank that I would have been there. I would be the first to see your cow-licked hair, baggy eyes, and smell your morning breath.”

He snickered before he broke into laughter at his tease, holding her ever firmly in the case she decided to get mad and try to leave him.

 

[heartofcourage]

"I like spending time with you...when you're not being stubborn and foolish." Elizabeth said with a smile as Ian blushed and grinned wide. "We can just see where things go. We might screw like rabbits. We might not. Who knows?"

She laughed softly as he brushed her red hair over her shoulder and kissed the back of her neck. A long, content sigh sounded from her lips, her blue eyes drifting close in the moment. This was what she had always wanted from a partner and Ian gave it to her in spades. He warmed her heart completely and had the power to rip it apart.

His arms were suddenly wrapping around her, holding her tightly as he mentioned not robbing the bank to be there first thing in the morning. She had wished that he hadn't gone to that bank. It would have saved them a lot of heartache. However, the past was in the past and there was nothing that they could do to change it.

"Well, I'm glad that I haven't scared you off yet with my wild hair, baggy eyes, and morning breath." She said with a soft chuckle and her lips curling into a small smile.

 

[HotCider]

With his arms still embracing her, his hands were situated over her hands, fingers interlocked over her lovely chest. As she chuckled, he returned to kissing the side of her neck down to her shoulder, the bristles of his near-full beard caressing her warm and damp skin.

“I just want to sit here with you, but I just can’t get enough of you,” Ian said.

He released her hands and grasped her shoulders, his thumbs started to knead circles into her back like a massage. For everywhere he kneaded, he kissed her skin, sucking and nipping it gently.

 

[heartofcourage]

Every kiss made Elizabeth shiver. Every nip made a soft moan leave her lips. His hands were wrong and sure as he kneaded and rubbed her back and shoulders. Ian knew how to seduce her, even if it were completely innocent.

"You make it hard to tell you to scram." Elizabeth murmured as she leaned into his hands, tilting her head back in order to kiss him.

When their lips met, she blew a long sigh out of her nose, melting at the simple action of just kissing him. She had no idea how much joy she would get but simply kissing someone. Ian made her feel joyful, slightly naughty, but 100% alive. No one else had ever made her feel like that before. He had opened up an entire world for her, showing her what was beyond the pretty little cage she had grown up in.

 

[HotCider]

Ian listened to her sighs and when she leaned back, offering those plush pink lips to him, she didn’t even need to wonder if he would take them. He did, and with ferocity because this woman drove him wild. His tongue passed into her mouth, coiling bout her own in a sultry dance. He stopped massaging her back, his left hand reaching up the front of her body to cup her tit. Her bud went between his index and middle fingers as he squeezed it between them and started to gently roll it, tugging back on it delicately. His other hand snaked down her hip between her legs to grasp her crotch. His middle and ringer fingers parted her delectable folds and slipped inside her to begin stroking her walls.

 

[heartofcourage]

The whimper that issued from Elizabeth's throat as he kissed he in such a sultry way was full of need. His hand cupped her breast, hefting its weight before he teased her hardening nipple. The moan that tumbled free surprised her. She could scarcely believe that Ian could turn her into such a needy pile of flesh with just a few touches and his intoxicating kisses.

His other hand soon cupped her groin, the heat from her folds apparent even in the warm bath. She squirmed as he parted her folds, pressing two fingers deeply. Elizabeth pulled her lips away from his own, her blue eyes looking into his coffee colored gaze with a glance that told of her situation. She wanted to scream, to move, to love him, but she didn't want the entire house to know what they were doing.

"Jesus...Ian..." She choked out, her chest rising and falling quickly as her body burned. "What do you do to me?"

 

[HotCider]

A grin cracked on Ian’s face when he managed to stir Elizabeth up. He knew that she was trying to hold back out of politeness. Psh! Fuck’em! They were on vacation for all he knew. This was the most relaxation they’ve had. Not even Ma had granted them as much peace. He was going to make her stop being such a good girl.

“A tit for a tat,” Ian jested. What he does to her? What she does to him! She always underestimated her beauty. As soon as those clothes came off, she had just turned him into a animal. He felt like a werewolf at the mercy of a full moon. Owoo!

He pumped his fingers in and out of her and he released her tit to situate her hands to the sides of the tub—she was going to need to grip something. He then eased her back against his chest so that she could recline with her legs spread as wide as she could in such a restricting tub. His palm of his torturing hand was flat against her front, his fingers continuing to pump in and out of her, feeling her pussy loosening up.

Ian situated his chin over her right shoulder so his lips were against the shell of her ear. His free hand came around to stroke some of her hair from her face, his fingers brushing along her lips dragging across the corner of her mouth.

“Don’t scream Elizabeth, they might hear you,” said Ian naughtily.

 

[heartofcourage]

Shaking like a bird, Elizabeth groaned as he released her breast and moved her hands to the sides of the tub. Her fingers instantly curled around the rim, her knuckles already white as he fingered her mercilessly. Soon, he was leaning her back against his chest, her legs spread in the most obscene way as he tortured her. That was the only way that she could describe it. Pure, unadulterated torture.

The warmth of his breath teased against her ear, whispering the naughty thought that made her blush deeply. Her body clenched against his fingers as he traced his free hand over her face and lips. A deep groan rumbled from her chest as she parted those full lips and captured his index finger, suckling on it before nipping the pad of his finger.

 

[HotCider]

Ian felt her pussy clench about his fingers and he enjoyed the sound of Elizabeth’s unrestrained moans. When she caught his index finger in her mouth—oh god—if he was precumming it was hard to tell in all the hot water. His cock was twitching, and his heart was hammering in his chest. She was so bad.

“I like how you say ‘yes’,” Ian whispered on a smile. He brushed his lips against her ear and nipped the shell within his teeth. Tugging on it gently, he grinned and then his grip tightened on her a little as he hefted her bottom up off of his lap with one hand and reached down into the water to his cock. Baring his teeth for even for his strength she was a little heavy—Hey! He was weakened considerably compared to before! Ian started to lower her onto his cock, his rubbery head spreading her lips and sliding deep into her snug passage. He raised his chin a little, his eyelids lowering as he felt the pangs of arousal firing in his pelvis as she slid down his fire pole.

“I knew that you would give in eventually.”

 

[heartofcourage]

"I didn't say yes." Elizabeth whispered back as his finger pulled free from her lips and his teeth were soon returning the favor, tugging on her earlobe until she was quivering mess yet again.

Pleasure raced up her spine, making her brain slightly hazy and her entire body tingle. She barely even notice as he lifted her from his lap. Her fingers curled a little tighter against the side of the tub as the head of his cock pressed intimately against her. Then, he was slipping easily into her already drenched pussy.

When he finally sank all of the way home, she was panting and unsure if she were sweating or damp from the steam. "Well, now that you've got me where you want me, what are you going to do?"

 

[HotCider]

Well, now that you’ve got me where you want me, what are you going to do?

“Relax babe,” said Ian. The request may have seemed impossible with his juicy meat lodged inside of her. Grasping the bar of soap, he stretched out his leg to loop his big toe about the chain of the drain stopper and lifted it to allow some of the water out. He didn’t want them to make a mess after all.

Working up a white, pillowy lather all over his hands, he grasped Elizabeth’s breasts. He squeezed them as her tits rolled out from his grip, sliding with ease from his soapy fingers. He pinched and rolled her nipples between his thumbs and two fingers, riling her sensitive buds up before his palms plunged down her flat stomach. He stroked his hands across her tummy, while his lips and teeth nibbled and walked across the side of her neck. She could hear his heated sighs filling her ears, and when he felt that he had cleaned her front enough, he leaned forward until she was on her knees doggy style in the tub.

Ian rose to his knees with his cock still sheathed inside of her and grasped the soap again to lather up his hands some more. He grasped a hold of the cute, swollen cheeks of her bottom and squeezed them. He rolled a circle into them with his thumbs before releasing them and giving her bottom a firm clap!

“I know that I’ve probably said this before, but I’m sayin’ it again. You’re so bad, and I love you,” he confessed with a proud smile. He felt so lucky to have a beautiful, naughty, and strong woman who not only kept him in check but who was willing to put up with everything they had been through together.

Ian started dragging the soap bar across his stomach, lathering up his torso before he leaned over her. His hot stomach and chest were pressed into her back as his hands grasped the sides of the tub. He eased back with his hips and then thrust forward, his pelvis crashing against her bottom with a wet slap. He loved that sound. He loved the sound that Elizabeth made—that they both made whenever they were together.

“Elizabeth,” Ian moaned. A lopsided grin then cracked on his face. “We’re goin’ to bed after this.” And he meant sleep!

 

[heartofcourage]

Ian could literally steal her breath away. As he told her to relax, Elizabeth was finding it hard to breathe as he kept his cock lodged inside her body, his hands lathering up using the bar of soap that had been on the rim of the tub. She whimpered, trembling ever so slightly as his clever fingers rolled her nipples. The rosy peaks were suddenly rock hard, begging for more attention as his palms smoothed over her belly, leaving her breasts wanting so much more.

Tilting her head to the side, she allowed him access to her throat, his teeth scraping along the sensitive as she gasped and whimpered. Jesus, this moment was so full of need, she thought to herself as she heard his own heated sighs against her ear. He needed her and she needed him. There was no in between.

Suddenly he was tipping her forward, her hands planting against the bottom of the tub as she suddenly found herself on her hands and knees. Her back arched, hips flexing as his hands dug into her bottom, squeezing her cheeks before he delivered her a sharp slap. Her pale flesh instantly flushed red under his hand, a startled cry leaving her throat. She enjoyed that slap just a little too much. Too shy to ask him to do it again, Elizabeth let out a little groan of pleasure as he whispered against her ear with a smile on his lips.

"Jesus Christ, Ian." Elizabeth moaned, his body pressing against her back as his hips slapped wetly against her bottom. "You can take me anywhere you want after this, babe. Anywhere in the world and I'll follow you."

 

[HotCider]

With Elizabeth posted so sensually, Ian released the sides of the tub. His left hand grasped a handful of her left tit, his forefinger pushed and rolled her stiff bud beneath his finger pad. He was bent over her back. His right hand went between her legs and his forefinger found her sensitive button to push and roll it like he did her nipple beneath his finger pad. It had been an experiment, but he had learned how crazy Elizabeth got when her clit was teased and combined with his cock pumping in and out of her tight and slathering passage, he had a feeling that he just might have activated her crazy switch.

The former bank robber was far from forgiving as he pounded his pelvis against her backside, the water churning and lapping beneath them, the wet slap of his collision, coupled with the breaths and sighs they expelled. He rested the side of his head against her back between her shoulder blades. She’d feel the rough bristles of his jaw scraping her moist and heated skin. He parted his lips to nip her skin between his canines, giving it a light yet sensitive bite whilst his breath vigorously hissed out between them.

Woooo! Sheva’s howls were heard outside the door as she overheard all the strange noises the two guests were making.

Stupid dog, Ian thought and he wasn’t about to let her ruin his moment.

Tom walked over to the foyer and glanced up at the second floor at the husky that was pawing at the bathroom door.

“Sheva! Get down here!” he ordered, but the pregnant husky stubbornly remained where she was.

Tom started up the stairs and walked down the hall to retrieve her. When he approached the bathroom, he noticed that his steps became quieter. His cheeks flushed when he heard the noises, and when he reached Sheva. The female husky peered up at him, panting happily and innocently. He grasped her by her collar and he should have dragged her away, but he found himself staring at the doorknob and the keyhole that gleamed with light.

You shouldn’t! his conscience screamed.

Tom stood there hesitantly as Sheva started to whine. His grip loosened on her collar to the point that she trotted away from him back to the stairs. While she raced down the stairs, Tom took a knee and slowly inched over to the keyhole. He nervously peeked through it to see Ian leaned over Elizabeth and he listened to the music they made. Elizabeth was absolutely beautiful. Her milky skin, her rocking tits, and the way her mouth opened as though she were thirsty for water. Tom’s pants became so tight that he reached a hand beneath his belt to cup his aching testicles to give them a soothing rub that became more vigorous the longer he watched.

This…she’s so… Tom couldn’t even think while he was masturbating. He imagined himself in Ian’s place, making her sing and moan. He continued to watch, rubbing his cock and trying his best to keep his own aroused breathing quiet. All while the bedroom door at the end of the hall, was open.

 

[heartofcourage]

"Oh...oh...oh..."

It was the only sounds that Elizabeth could make as Ian's fingers and hands seemed to be everywhere and in all the right places. The hand grasping her breast made her arch her back and the hand that was between her thighs made her buck. Jesus, there was absolutely no escape as Ian draped across her back and held her there. The water was sloshing around them as his hips slapped loudly against her bottom. His chin scraped across her back as he rode her hard and fast.

She was panting, sweat beading on her forehead and dripping down the bridge of her nose as her lover gave her everything that he had. Her head was tilted back, mouth open wide as the noises of her pleasure filled the room around them.

When Ian bit her shoulder, she let out a strangled cry and shuddered violently in his arms. There was no way in hell she was going to last much longer. She was right. With a long, wounded whine, Elizabeth bucked hard against his hammering hips and came. Her wet sheath gripped and pulled at his member, demanding more from him. More and more and more...she would never get enough.

"Oh God..." She sobbed out, relying on his arms to hold her upright in the water as her strength failed her.

 

[HotCider]

Oh…oh…oh…

If the dumb dog had been still howling, at that moment, Ian didn’t even care. He wasn’t even thinking about the mongrel. Elizabeth’s pleasured cries were rising in volume, swelling up excitably within up—similar to how another place was swelling. Baring his teeth, Ian’s eyes were wide and wild as he panted until frothing at the corners of his mouth. He felt absolutely bestial; animalistic; and he loved it. Maybe later, when he reflected on this moment he might have laughed a little, but no. Not now. Elizabeth soon let out a cry as her walls clenched him so tightly. Ian abruptly sat straight up, his hands moving to latch onto her hips as he stared down at her arching back. Her pussy strangled his cock until a gruff moan escaped him. He pressed his pelvis hard against her bottom as he gushed within her. Ian bowed his head, his dark hair hanging before his brows as his mouth fell open in the relief that had washed over him. He tipped a little, almost losing his balance as his whole body became momentarily weak. Releasing Elizabeth’s hips to grasp the side of the tub, Ian steadied himself and exhaled a satisfied sigh.

Oh God…

Ian saw Elizabeth tip and he released the sides of the tub to quickly catch her.

“Woah there,” Ian said with a smile. He grasped her shoulders and eased her back. He too took a moment to adjust, sitting back against the tub wall and allowing her to lay against his chest in the position they had started in. Ian tenderly stroked her hair and the side of her cheek. He grasped her chin gently and turned her lips toward him so that he could kiss them gently. He then smiled in amusement down at her. His eyes half-lidded and tired.

“I think I’m finally done for tonight,” he said jokingly.

Tom was leaning against the door. His cheek was pressed against the cool wood and his skin was hot and sweaty. Slowly, he removed his hand from his pants. In the cup of it was a small pool of his own semen that he regarded in a mixture of shock and amazement. Pressing a hand against the door, he breathed as quietly as he could, doing his best to catch his breath and lean away from the door without alerting the couple to his presence. Slowly, Tom stood and he glanced up and down the hallway. All the doors were closed and not a single witness was present. Keeping his hand clenched, he crept away from the bathroom to head back downstairs so he could wash the sin from his hand.

 

[heartofcourage]

Hazy was how Elizabeth described the world after Ian came. She panted to get air into her abused lungs, her chest aching as Ian started to tip her back into the tub once more. Reclining back, she had a small little smile on her lips as she felt his heart hammering in his chest as well. It was nice to know that she had such an effect on him. He most definitely made her heart race as well.

His hand was soon brushing her hair from her face, stroking her cheek before he tipped her chin towards him and kissed her gently. She was so damned happy in that moment. His coffee colored eyes showed amusement at the situation, but her blue gaze showed him all of the contentment in the world.

Slowly, she pressed her forehead against his cheek, chuckling in a tired tone as he told her that he was done for the evening. "I think you're right. I want nothing more than to sleep in that big old bed with your arms wrapped tight around me. No clanking train tracks. No worries. Just you and me."

Elizabeth lifted her head to kiss him again, her fingers cupping his cheek to pull him just a little bit closer. "You're my fella and I never intend to let you go."

 

[HotCider]

I think you’re right. I want nothing more than to sleep in that big old bed with your arms wrapped tight around me. No clanking train tracks. No worries. Just you and me.

“Done,” said Ian with a smile before she kissed him.

You’re my fella and I never intend to let you go.

The smile on Ian’s face grew ever warmer and his embrace ever firmer. They had lingered in the tub for what might have been ten minutes longer. Ian had closed his eyes and nodded off, and it was only by luck that he had awoke to feel the water in the tub going cool. He aroused Elizabeth awake as much as he didn’t want to disturb her from her sleep or that moment, and the two retired to bed. They laid amidst the cool sheets in a warm tangled mess. He rested his chin atop of her head, allowing her face to tuck within his neck as he held her naked form close to his. That night they could have been sleeping in the clouds. It was so quiet. All he heard was her slumbering breaths and beating heart and even that had faded into the peaceful silence. Ian held Elizabeth in his arms as though she had meant the world to him.

Rapid footsteps raced up the stairs and stammered outside the bedroom door. Tom shouldered the door open and barged into Ian's and Elizabeth’s bedroom in a start. Ian immediately woke, glancing over his shoulder with wide eyes as he kept Elizabeth pressed against his chest to hide her nakedness.

“Are you outta your mind!?” Ian roared.

Tom turned his head, raising his hand before his eyes as he explained, “Sheva is lying on her side and she isn’t moving. I think she might be about to spring a litter! I-I’ve never done this before!”

Ian tugged the sheet up over Elizabeth and glared over at the door, swearing he had locked it but maybe he hadn’t. He remembered he had the first time and must have forgotten. He then glanced back at Tom.

“Give us a minute Tom, will ya?”

Tom nodded frantically and quickly stepped out of the bedroom, closing the door.

Ian plopped onto his back and closed his eyes with his brows irritably smashed together on his forehead.

“That stupid dog…” he muttered. “I swear we can’t get any peace even in a house in the middle of nowhere.”

 

[heartofcourage]

Pure bliss. That was al she could think about as Ian held her so tightly in bed, his chin resting against her red locks as she nuzzled against his throat. His skin smelled slightly of soap, mostly of pure male. Ian had a scent that she would never forget and it warmed her from head to toe. She sighed happily as he wrapped his arms around her body and she found herself drifting.

It was sinful. Being naked in bed beside a man. It's what she had been taught from the time that she was very young. But Ian made it feel perfectly normal. Every single evening could be spent like this and she could have died a happy woman.

The peace was shattered as the door to their room was flung open, Tom skidding inside and shouting that Shiva was in labor and he had no idea what to do. Her sleepy blue eyes opened and she lifted her head from the bed as Ian pulled her a little closer. She rubbed her eyes, glancing to Ian in her confusion as he started pulling the sheets around her naked form as he told Tom to scram.

"So, our beagle's going to be a boy?" Elizabeth murmured as he bemoaned the fact that the dog was intruding on their time alone. "Let's get dressed before he tears down the house."

 

[HotCider]

“I’m not gettin’ nothin’. I’m stayin’ right here and goin’ back to sleep,” Ian declared. He grasped the pillow, plopped it over his head and curled up comfortably into a ball as he closed his eyes and attempted to go back to sleep.

 

[heartofcourage]

"Remind me not to wake you up after we have a romp." Elizabeth said with a laugh as she kissed Ian's cheek and let him curl into a ball. "Cause I'm not putting up with a grumpy man like Ian Darcy. I've heard he gets scrappy at the drop of a hat."

Elizabeth pulled herself out of bed, raking her fingers through her unruly hair and letting out a sigh. Pulling on the clothes she had been wearing earlier, she turned back to the bed and chuckled softly.

"I'll be back in a bit. I'm going to check on the dog." She said as she exited the room and left Ian in peace.