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"GOD DAMN." Punk said...then calmed himself...and Punk Jr, down. "Uh I mean, good lord Lace." he said as he licked his lips and went up to her, wrapping his arms around her. "Whatever I did Lace, I'm sorry." What? He wanted this to be over and he wanted his woman, lol.

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"Guh?" she asked amused. "Explain this...guh...to me." she smirked and walked away from him to lay on the bed and purposely stretched out.

"Honey, what ever are you talking about?" She laughed a little and moved away from him to drop her towel to put on a pair of lacy panties and one of his shirts.

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"Ugh, Ellie. I shouldn't have made that stupid online comment, if that's what you're unhappy about." He watched her stretch out, biting his lip. "Please forgive me, so I can show you just how sorry I am."

"If I said something wrong or stupid, I am very very sorry." He said as he watched her.

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"Hm, I don't know. Are you willing to admit that I have the power here?" She smirked. "Answer correctly and I may let you show me how sorry you are...slowly."

"You have the power. You have all the power." Whatever she wanted to hear lol.

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"You're sorry and you don't even know why?" She smirked as she went to pull the covers back on the bed, climbing in.

"Hm I don't think you really mean it. Bummer, guess I'll just go to sleep." She said as she got under the covers.

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"...yeah I don't know...but I am apologizing for everything stupid I have done over the years. Lacy, please..." He pouted and sat on the bed.

"Ellie." He groaned and climbed into bed behind her, starting to pepper her neck with kisses and biting at her sensitive spots.

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"Please what?" She laughed. "Honey, I'm tired, and if you don't mind, I'm going to bed."

"Scott..." She said as she went to move away. "Off."

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"No sleeping." He said as he started to kiss at her neck.

"You have all the power." He mumbled against her skin, holding her to him. "You know you do." He continued to kiss at her neck.

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"You might not be able to sleep, but I am." She reached back and pushed his head away gently.

"Mhm, now off. I'm tired." She said as she tried to move him away.

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"I don't think you're tired." He told her and went to put his hands under the blanket.

"I can make you more tired." He started to trail his hand inside of her shorts.

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Lacy grabbed his wrists to stop them before grabbing his pillow and shoving it into his chest. "Pick a couch and sleep on it."

She shook her head and grabbed his hands, removing them. She then got out of bed and grabbed the extra pillow and blanket that were there. "Find another room or a couch."

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"Lacy!" he frowned as he looked at the pillow. "...but I didn't even do anything wrong."

"Ellie, are you serious? I apologized."

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"I recommend the couch in the movie room, it's more comfortable." She pulled the covers up over her and laid down.

"I want to sleep." she said and went back under the covers. "Night."

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"...fucking Colton." he grumbled as he left the room.

He let out a loud and walked out of the room, slamming the door.

Punk saw walking out of the room and hit him with the pillow. "...I'm not getting laid cause of you."

"You're not getting laid? -I'm- not getting laid." He hit Punk with his pillow.

"I need to get laid." he said as he hit him with the pillow again.

"Quit hitting me!"

"Don't tell me what to do!" another hit.

Colt hit him back, harder. "Don't get mad at me because you can't fuck!"

"I will get mad at you!" he said as he hit him back harder.

Lacy opened the door, wiping at her eyes. "Would you two take that shit downstairs?"

"I'll take you downstairs." Punk said.

"Good night, Phil." Lacy rolled her eyes and headed back into the room.

"Ha." Colt teased him.

He flicked his ear. "Jerk." he said as he headed to the living room.