⋆｡°✩ Roll for persuasion ✩°｡⋆

by fragi1eang3l

Summary:

Chance pounces on u the second the kids are asleep. That's it. That's the fic. (Cross posted on Tumblr w same username.)

Notes:

Chance fuckers pls accept this gift graciously. Or don't. You can attack me in the comments if u want to, but please make them creative. And funny. I'm the #1 giggler afterall.

You had died. Well, not literally. Your G&G character did. They got hit with a curse, a very unfair curse in your opinion, and died instantly. “What?! That's not fair!” You looked up at Chance in shock. Your cry roused Eilonwy from her spot on the couch. “Oh no, did I wake you sweetie?” Eilonwy nodded and climbed into Chase's lap, resting her head against his chest. You looked down to where Kylian was asleep in your own lap. With a sigh, you stood up and balanced your slumbering son on your hip. “Maybe we should just go to bed,” you suggested to chase, knowing that your children were exhausted. Chance looked down at the very obviously exhausted Eilonwy and sighed. “Maybe we should,” he said, hoisting Eilonwy over his shoulder while standing up. Even in her dazed state, Eilonwy let out a tiny giggle at her dad’s antics. 

 

You open the door to the nursery, flicking on the light switch and making your way over to the changing table. Grabbing a swaddle out of the top drawer, you hum softly to Kylian as you swaddle him. You kiss his forehead before going over to his crib and tucking him in. You give the D20 mobile a little spin, more for you than for Kylian, seeing as he was already fast asleep. Chance was over by the bookshelf, holding Eilonwy on his hip. “Pick out a book, sweetie.” Eilonwy reached out, picking up Love You Forever . Chance nodded at her choice, smiling softly. “Do you want Mommy or Daddy to read to you?” With a weak arm, Eilonwy reached out and pointed at you. You smiled softly and sat down in the rocking chair, reaching your arms out for Chance to hand you your daughter. The brunette curled up to your chest, following along as you read the bedtime story to her. “A mother held her new baby and very slowly rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth…” The soft drone of your voice slowly filled Eilonwy’s brain, making the little girl fall asleep in your arms before you could even get halfway through the book. With a soft smile, you retired the girl to her bed tucking her in along with Aranya, her stuffed dragon. 

 

Chance watched from the doorway, arms crossed across his chest. He always loved seeing you so motherly. It was one of the reasons he fell in love with you. His mind drifted back to when you first got pregnant with Eilonwy. The look of excitement on your face when you told him, the soft swell of your stomach, the way you were always so needy for him… The second you walked out of the room and closed the door behind you, he instantly grabbed your hips, pushing you up against the wall. “Wha- what do you think you’re doing?,” you said with a slight giggle. “Doing what?,” Chance said, faking innocence as he started to kiss up your neck, sucking on your pulse point. Your knees went a bit weak, head lulling back to give him easier access. Chance smiled against your skin, hands gripping your hips and keeping you in place against the wall. He kept kissing up your neck before locking lips together with yours. When your hands reached up to tug on his hair, his knee found its place between your legs. You pulled back from Chance’s lips, a soft moan leaving your mouth. “There we go. Keep making those noises for me, baby.” You moaned softly again but instantly shut your mouth when you slowly heard the door handle of the nursery turn. With a harsh shove, Chance was no longer on your body and now instead on the other wall. He groaned softly, rubbing where he hit the wall on the back of his head. 

Eilonwy rubbed her left eye sleepily, hand clutched around the tail of Aranya. You bent down to the girl’s height, your hand smoothing down her unruly hair. “Sweetie? What are you doing awake?’ “Heard a monster,” she mumbled, brain still half asleep. Chance kneeled down next to you. “No monsters, just Mommy and Daddy talking.” “And besides,” you chime in, “you fight monsters with Daddy everyday when you guys play G&G. If there was a monster, they’d be running back to their own parents.” Eilonwy thought about it for a second, her head cocking to the side before she decided that it was a good enough answer. “Yeah! I’m a really good monster fighter and I always have Aranya as backup.” Chance smiled at that, his hand ruffling up the hair that you had just so neatly combed down. “That’s right. C'mon, let's get you back to bed.” He picked the girl up and walked her back over to the bed, tucking her in and giving her a quick kiss on the head. 

 

You both leave the room, shutting the door quietly behind you. “That little cock block…,” you mumble under your breath, already grabbing Chance by the drawstrings of his pajama pants and dragging him back to the bedroom.

He quickly picked up what you were putting down, locking the door behind you and walking you over to the bed. You two started to take off each other's clothes, your eyes locked the entire time. “You were so hot back there with the kids,” he says, kissing your neck again while finally ridding you of your pajama pants. “Is that what this is all about? You just wanna get me pregnant again?” You look into his eyes, your hand crazing against his clothed bulge. His finger hooked the edge of your panties, pulling them to the side slightly. “You gonna let me?,’ he asks, thumb slowly circling your clit. A breathy moan escaped your lips, head lulling to the side. You took a deep breath before opening up your eyes to look at Chance. “Only if you promise it works.” “Sweetheart, there is no way you won’t be pregnant by the time I’m done with you.” 

 

He finally takes off his boxers before taking his length and swiping it between your folds, gathering up your slick. “Tell me if it’s too much, okay?” You nod as he slowly pushes in. You both were always so busy with work and the kids that you forgot how good it was to have alone time, especially when Chance was fucking your brains out. Your head lulled back against the pillows as Chance started to thrust in and out of you. “Open those eyes, wanna see you,” he mumbled softly. You obeyed, looking up and locking gazes with Chance. “There’s my girl,” Chance said reaching out to interlock his fingers with you, squeezing your hand softly. He slowly started to move faster, your walls fluttering and clasping around him. “F-fuck…” Chance groaned, his pace faltering for a second. He continued to ram into you, hitting your G-spot repeatedly. You barely had any time to warn Chance before you clamped down on length and came undone around him. “Shit I’m-“ you brought your hand to your mouth, biting down on your fist to prevent your moans from waking up the kids in the other room. Chance quickly followed suite, shooting rope after rope in you as your cunt continued to milk him.

 

Chance collapses next to you on the bed, making no effort to pull out. He pulls your body closer to his, his hand tangling itself in the hair at the back of your head. “You are… so fucking perfect,” Chance muttered, pulling back just slightly to look into your eyes. “I’m so in love with you,” he says softly, capturing your lips in a kiss. You smiled softly, basking in the post orgasm bliss. “It better be a girl,” you joke and all Chance can do is laugh. “If it’s not, I’ll make sure you get that girl the next time around.” You hum softly in acknowledgment, falling asleep in your lover’s arms soon after.

 

Notes:

*blinks up at you through my eyelashes with my hands folded underneath my chin* did u like?? :33