We're at it again

She shifted to straddle his hips as she moved down to kiss his jaw.

He felt over her breast and then slid his free hand down her side. "Missed me?" he muttered as he kissed her neck.

"You bet." She bit her lip and went to take off his shirt off, moving her hips against him.

He allowed her to take off his shirt and let out a groan. "Don't be a tease this time." he said as he kissed her and bit on her lip.

"You don't tell me what to do." She smirked as she ran her nails down his chest.

"I do what I want." he said as he held her closer to him and kissed and sucked at her neck.

She moaned softly and tilted her head to the side when the door opened slowly, and Brandon appeared in the doorway with his blanket clutched in one fist, and he wiped his eyes with the other.

"Daddy, I can't sleep," he complained groggily, making his way over to the bed and not paying to Lacy, who had dropped her head into the crook of Phil's neck with a low groan of frustration.

Punk glanced over at Brandon and let out a groan of his own. Of all nights. He sighed and placed a kiss on Lacy's neck, before moving from her to pick up Brandon. "We will continue this shortly." he told Lacy, then looked at Brandon. "Why can't you sleep?"

"Iuno." He frowned and cuddled up with Phil. "I sleep here?"

He couldn't say no. He'd let him sleep there, then put him in his room later. "Sure kid."

"T'ank you Daddy." Brandon yawned.

Lacy grunted and got under the covers, pulling them over her head.

He nodded at Brandon and snorted at Lacy. "Just till he's knocked out." he told her.

"Good night," she shook her head.

Punk frowned. "Lacy."

"Good night, Punk."

"Ugh. Tomorrow morning, it's on." he said.

"Mhm, sure."

The Next Morning

Lacy was half asleep, going back to sleep when she felt that Brandon wasn't in the bed with them... unless he was on Phil's chest. She was still pretty annoyed from last night, and wasn't really in the mood for anything.

Punk put Brandon in his room, once he woke up and saw that Brandon was still sleeping in their bed. He covered him up and then closed the door, heading back to his room. He said it would be on in the morning. He uh...replaced his tongue ring...with a very different tongue ring and then made his way into the room quietly. He got on the bed and under the covers, opening Lacy's legs slightly. Punk kissed his way up her thighs and moved her underwear to the side, using his tongue on her.

Well, that woke her up. Her eyes flew open and she looked under the covers, seeing him down there. "Phil, what are you doing? Stop i--" And then she felt it. That little zing that made her suck in a deep breath and bite back a moan. "Stop it..."

"Nope." he muttered as he continued and spanked her.

"Punk, please..." she started to pant as he continued to work on her, and tried to scoot up away from him.

He pulled her back down to him and held her in place.

Truth be told, that tongue ring had her bordering on delirious and if she came as hard as she thought she was going to, she had a feeling she was gonna pass out underneath him. "Please stop," she got out through a moan and she had trouble keeping quiet. "I'm gonna... baby, I don't-- fuck!" She got out as she reached her peak, crying out. Welp, she's not quiet now. Thanks.

He smirked to himself a bit and once he finished, he kissed his way up her body and kissed her lips. "Good morning."

She returned his kiss lazily, trying to catch her breath. "Morning," she panted lightly.