Halloween Fun

"I do so." She smirked as they headed inside.

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"Smart mouth. We'll have to do something about that." he smirked. "I believe you have something to put on for me."

"Not." he snorted as he closed the door and locked it.

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"Fine, I'll go put it on." she snorted. "Don't miss me too much." she joked as she grabbed the outfit from her closet and went into the bathroom to change.

"I can cry now because you scared me half to death."

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He chuckled and waited for her to change.

"Then I'd feel horrible."

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She came out in her costume and leaned against the door. "You know...I figured, since we're getting married...most likely I'll have to be your maid, so why not dress the part?" she smirked.

"Kinda the point."

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He let out a low whistle. "I'll keep everything dirty if that means you'll wear that."

"Don't cry then."

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"Hm, I don't know. It'll be kind of....hard." she smirked. "Especially when the kiddies are around."

"There you go with that telling me what to do thing again." She sighed and started up the stairs.

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"And that's why Punk and Lacy are wonderful friends that will babysit for us." He smirked. "Get over here."

"Laceeeeee, I'm sorry." he said as he followed her.

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She laughed a little and walked over to him. "Yes, Sir?"

"Uh huh." She said as she walked into their room.

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"I was doing something." He smirked and pushed her hair behind her shoulder, kissing her neck.

"Are you going to be mad at me all night?"

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She tilted her head a little. "Then by all means, continue."

"Probably." she said as she got undressed.

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"Don't tell me what to do." he smirked and pulled her on top of him, laying on his back as he continued to kiss at her neck.

"Lace." He groaned. "I'm really sorry."

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"Bossy." She giggled as she kissed him back.

"I know you are, but I can still be upset." She told him as she grabbed a fresh set of clothes. "I'm gonna shower." she said before going into the bathroom.

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He tangled one hand in her hair and settled the other on her hip as he continued to kiss her.

"ugh, fineeee."

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She continued and reached down to unbutton his jeans.

She took a quick shower and came out in a tank top and a pair of leggings, seeing Punk in the bedroom. "Bathroom's yours, if you want it."

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"What did I say about getting mad at me like that?" He muttered as he moved down to kiss her neck.

"Thanks." he nodded and went to shower, closing the door.

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"I don't think I remember." she smirked.

She plopped down on the bed and let out a loud sigh. They were so boring when she was mad at him. lol

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"Don't." Kiss. "Do it." Another kiss. "Again." He gave her a sharp bite, slapping her thigh again.

He came out a few minutes later and put his dirty clothes in the hamper. "Should I go to the guest room or the couch?" he asked as he went to grab a pillow and blanket.

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She let out a moan. "I never learn my lesson."

She looked over at him. "Where ever you want." she said.

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"You should." he kissed down her chest.

He nodded. "I'll be on the couch."

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"Make me." she said as she bit her lip.

"Phil?"

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"And how do you want me to do that?"

"Hm?" he asked as he turned to face her.

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"I think you know." she smirked. "And if you don't know, then putting on this costume for you was a waste of time."

"You can stay in. That is, if you want to."

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He growled. "It's never for nothing." he started to slip the outfit off of her.

"I want to." he nodded.

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"Mhm." she smirked as she went to pull his pants down.

"Then c'mon." she patted the spot next to him.

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He shifted his hips so he could get his pants off and put his hand under neath the skirt of her dress, touching her intimately.