Chapter 33: Raspberries,Redheads,and the Wolf.

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5 Years Later

Justin's POV:
The early morning light was filtering in through the window, waking me up from a night of restless sleep.
I grabbed my phone from the charger to check the time.
6:02 am....
I had about 30 minutes before the rest of the Bieber's would be making their presence known.
Do I try and get an extra 30 minutes of sleep or wake Twinkles up...the old school way?
You already know the answer to that...
sleep is overrated.
I rolled over to find my wife sleeping on her side, away from me.
How dare she.
So I did what all husband's probably do.
I tested the waters first.
I inched my body right up to her backside, and wrapped my right arm around her waist.
I slowly began to rub her hip as I shimmied my leg between hers.
I leaned in towards her ear, about to whisper "Are you awake?".
She beat me to it.
"I'm awake Ogre."
Not a good sign, that means she already knew what I was after. I had to tread lightly.
"Did I wake you?
I just missed my wife way over there on my side of the bed.
I just wanted to snuggle up next to you, before the wildlings wake up."
I bit my bottom lip,waiting for her response.
28 minutes left....
"No you didn't wake me.
I've been tossing and turning all night.
I'm so excited for Everly's first day of Kindergarten, that I just couldn't sleep.
How about you? Did you sleep at all?"
Not a good sign people...
When the Wife wants to talk, it's the equivalent to a big red STOP sign.
"I didn't sleep much.
I kept waking up from terrible nightmares."
She grabbed my hand and held it to her chest.
"Babe, about what?
You could've woke me up."
I nuzzled my head into the crook of her back.
"You needed to sleep, besides you just would have laughed at me anyway."
She wrapped her top leg over mine.
"Depends...
Just tell me, I promise to try not to laugh."
I playfully thrusted her from behind for that lil comment.
She laughed...A good sign.
"It's no big deal.
It was actually just about Everly's first day of school.
I regret that we never put her in Pre-K now.
I'm just literally so stressed out about today."
I was evading, and she knew it.
"Details, Justin.
The longer you take...
The less chance you have for a quickie."
She pushed her backside into my body.
She knew me too well.
"Was I that obvious?
Wait, don't answer.
Time is precious.
My dream was about Everly being chased around the school yard by a frisky redhead kid with dirty hands.
He was trying to kiss her.
And pull her hair.
I woke up instantly hating redheads."
Hails didn't even wait for me to finish, she just busted out in giggles.
"It's not funny!
You didn't see his dirty grubby hands!
Babe, I'm not allowing some germ infested lil punk to touch our daughter!"
Hailey just kept laughing.
So I  flipped her over and climbed on top of her.
I straddled my legs against her sides and put her arms above her head.
"Hailey Rhode Bieber!
You laugh now, but it won't be so funny when Ev comes home with some disease!"
I leaned down and started kissing her neck.
25 minutes left.
"Ogre, he isn't a real boy.
It was just a dream!
You can't keep her locked away forever.
She's gonna get exposed to germs.
Plus, Everly can handle herself.
She is your daughter after all."
This conversation was going nowhere.
I was going to judge every motherfucking lil redheaded punk until the day I died.
My wife just didn't get it.
I slowly slid my body down under the covers and worked my head into my wife's oversized t-shirt...
taking her left breast into my mouth while my hand massaged the right one.
This conversation was effectively over.
Hails wasn't laughing anymore.
Her hands slid through my hair, tugging it just right.
The GREEN light was on!
I worked my way down to the waistband of her panties, kissing and licking the skin under her navel.
I could feel the pressure of her nails gliding along my shoulder blades.
I started kissing her left inner thigh, and then the right.
Hailey's body began to arch and she let out a delicious moan.
I had her panties half off, when I heard the first soft giggle.
It stopped me dead in my tracks.
My wife's body froze.
"Daddy, are you giving Mommy raspberries under the covers?"
Her giggles were getting closer.
I quickly pulled Hailey's panties back up.
Think fast Bieber!
I grabbed my wife by the hips and put my mouth to her stomach.
Blowing raspberries it is!
Twinkles tried to squirm out of my grasp,
giggling along with her daughter.
"Everly, tell your Daddy to be a gentleman and stop tickling Mommy!"
That just added fuel to my fire.
I went double time on the raspberries.
"Daaaaadddddy be a gentle mens not a tickle monster!"
I poked my head out from under the covers and gave Ev a devilish smile.
"I think the tickle monster wants more raspberries...
maybe from a little princess named Everly Drew!"
Before I could blink, Ev had jumped up on the bed and into Hailey's arms.
"Mommy save me from the tickle monster!"
My wife had Everly wrapped in the nook of her arm.
Everly was peeking out at me.
"Mommy is no match for Ogre the Great Tickle Monster!"
I threw the covers off of me as I made a playful roar.
They both screeched in surprise.
"Nooooo Daaaaaddddy!"
But it was too late, Ogre the Great had awoken.
I took Everly into my arms and began to tickle her sides as I gave her raspberry after raspberry.
But the tables soon turned.
These women decided to gang up on me, and before I knew it...Ogre the Great was down.
They were simultaneously blowing raspberries on my stomach.
I couldn't help the shaking laughter from their tickles.
"I give up!
You women have tricked me!"
Everly then jumped onto my chest and put her nose against mine.
"I won Daddy! Now you say "Princess Everly is the Winner"!
I wrapped my arms around her.
"Never!"
She gave me her signature pout.
"Say it Daddy or Mommy is gonna give you more berries!"
I looked down to see my wife ready and waiting to torture me.
I had been defeated.
"Princess Everly Drew and Queen Twinkles are the winners.
This time!"
They both began to clap their hands in triumph, as my alarm went off.
0 minutes...
No Mommy/Daddy action for me!
I'd have to try again later.

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