by
Anakin
(anakin_skywallkr@hotmail.com)
Max rolled over in his sleep and met Fran's body lying next to him. He awoke slowly, and allowed himself the luxury to look at his beautiful, and almost naked wife. The air conditioner was not powerful enough to cool the warm and moist air of the end of the summer in Los Angeles, and they had been sleeping almost naked, and without sheets, for several weeks now. Her regular breathing indicated that she was still asleep. She looked peaceful. His eyes traveled down her slim form, enjoying every curve. He felt his heart beating faster, and his blood racing. He smiled at the memory of his very pregnant Fran, thinking she was not attractive anymore... He would love her even if she was weighing 20 pounds more, and he would make love to her as often as he could even so... He was glad he had been allowed the chance to have her in his life. Since the first day she rang their door in New York, some ten years ago, his life had never been the same... 10 years... Fran had been his wife for five beautiful years. She had proven to be not only the loving and caring woman he already knew, but also witty, and very classy when the situation required it. She had made tremendous progress, and as she was teaching him that life was not all stuffiness and repressed feelings at the same time, they had finally met on their private land, and together, they were ready to conquer the world... their world... He let his eyes travel over her body some few more minutes, and finally brought his hand to caress her side lightly.
Fran smiled as she awoke slowly, her husband's touch sending shivers throughout her body. She knew perfectly well what would follow, and she simply let her be controlled by Max' soft strokes. He pulled her closer to him, and brought his lips to hers in a soft and tender kiss.
"I love you Fran Sheffield..."
"And I love you Maxwell Sheffield..."
In a perfectly mute agreement, they started making love, softly, sensuously, as only two people deeply in love could. There was no hurry in their movements, as in a perfectly well rehearsed scenario, they knew when and where to caress or to kiss, to arouse the other one. They had all the time in the world: everybody in the house was still asleep, and would probably remain so for the next hour...
They snuggled up against each other, trying to catch their breath.
"After all this time, I am still amazed at how you can surprise me Max..."
"Well I should return the compliment my darling!..." He kissed her tenderly. "... I've been thinking... It's been a long time since we took a little time for ourselves, just the two of us, without any children..."
"What's on your mind?"
"Well, since my work is rather calm these days, since Grace is going hiking in the back country next week-end, Brighton is on a shooting, and Niles and C.C. seem to have no particular plans, I thought we could ask them to keep an eye on Jonah and Eve for us..."
"Oy!... Don't you think Niles and C.C. already have enough with Daniel roaming all around the house?"
"Darling, I know you hate leaving the twins, but it would only be for a weekend." He looked at her with those puppy eyes he knew she couldn't refuse. "Don't you want to take care of your big baby for a change?..."
She laughed wholeheartedly. "Okay, you've got a deal mister! But you took advantage of me there!"
"Don't you love it?" He said, kissing her thoroughly.
"More than that Mr. Sheffield!" She giggled.
Daniel Babcock's vision was suddenly occupied by an obstacle, but he had no time to stop his small legs running, so he resolved to simply bump in, and see what happened next: after all, life was all about experiences...
Max had no time to stop either, neither to avoid the three year old...
The collision was inevitable...
Daniel met Max' legs... And fell on his bottom... Surprise drew itself on his face, he saw the obstacle change its shape, and transforming itself into "uncle Maxwell" (as Daddy called the obstacle) squatting... Now was the time...
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Uncle Maxwell gathered him in his arms and started cooing him, just as Mommy entered the kitchen. He reached for her, and she took him in her arms.
"Daniel, what did Mommy and Daddy say to you?... Do not run in the house!" She scolded him gently.
"Don't C.C., I'm the one who should have paid attention..." Max tried to soothe her.
"Maxwell, you already have Jonah and Eve to pay attention to, and Daniel should learn how to behave... Another of his father's faults I presume..."
"... I heard that Tarass Bulba..." Niles said, coming from the kitchen...
Daniel decided that it was time to appeal for paternal mercy, and reached for his father's arms. Niles took his blond, blue-eyed son from his mother's arms, but it did not have the desired effect... "Now Danny, Mommy is right. If you want to run, go in the garden, but you must not run in the house!".
... There was still the ultimate solution... "Waaaaahhh!"
"And don't you cry, you were not hurt!..."
"Sniffff..."
Maxwell chuckled. "And where were you running so fast young man?"
Daniel scowled.
"See Jonah and Eve."
Max smiled. "They're in their playroom. Now why don't you go there and play with them while I talk to you're your Mommy and Daddy?"
Daniel smiled broadly. "Yes!"
He struggled to get off his father's arms. Niles put him down to his feet and Daniel started running again towards the playroom.
"And don't you run!" Scolded C.C.
Daniel stopped, looked guiltily at his mother, and resumed walking.
Max followed him with his eyes, as well as Daniel's parents, chuckling softly.
"They sure know how to keep us young!" Max said half for himself.
"So they do..." Replied C.C. softly.
Max turned towards them.
"Niles, C.C., do you have any plans for this week end?"
"Well we had that promotional dinner you wanted me and Niles to attend..." C.C. started.
"It has been cancelled. I received a fax yesterday evening while you were at the doctor's." Max interrupted.
"Oh, OK... Well then other than that, we had nothing planned."
"Would you mind keeping the twins for us then? It's been ages since Fran and I haven't taken any time together, and we thought we could do it this week end..."
"You'll owe us real big, Sir."
"I know Niles, but we can always return the service whenever you want us to."
"And what about Grace or Brighton?"
"Brighton is shooting a short movie for his finals, and Grace was invited by a friend to go hiking."
C.C. sighed.
"I should never have become a mother!"
"Why? Haven't those eating urges stopped by now?"
"What?!"
"Well you know... your kind often eat their youth..."
C.C. grabbed a cushion and threw it at her husband. Niles barely avoided it chuckling, then made a silly face mimicking blown kisses. Max looked skywards with a semi-smile, shaking his head.
"What I wanted to say is that it's softened me far too much Beetlejuice!..." then turning to Maxwell: "No problem Maxwell..."
"You can sleep in here and put a bed in the twins' room..."
"Sure."
"It's settled then, thank you very much!" Max departed happily, in search for his wife to announce her the good news.
He found her in the playroom, disheveled, and in the process of being cautiously tied up by the three children who were playing cow boys.
"I'm the young virgin they're supposed to free from the evil gangsters..." She mumbled under her gag.
Max chuckled.
"Hey, I was not the one who set the rules!" Fran said playfully.
"Daddy, you're gonna be the chief of the gangsters!" a miniature of Max said.
"Oh yeah?" Max grabbed his son, who started struggling to get off his father's arms, but he was prevented from doing so as soon as Max started tickling him... That was Jonah's weak spot, and Daddy always took advantage of it... How mean...
He burst out laughing, with a crystalline laugh. Eve and Daniel, wanting to free their compadre from the claws of the Evil Max-The-Threat grabbed his legs and tried to push him. Fran also was struggling, but it was to get rid of those bounds, because she had a terrible itching, and couldn't scratch herself. After a few minutes everybody finally settled down, all breathing heavily. Fran's hair was a mess, and Max' shirt was out of his pants, in a very unsuitable style for a big entertainment producer...
Fran came to sit next to her husband.
"Jonah, Eve... Mommy and Daddy are going out this week-end, and Niles and C.C. will watch over you... Are you okay with this?" Max said.
"What about Danny?"
"Danny will stay here, with you."
"Can we watch TV?"
"Yes, but you go to bed when Niles or C.C. say it, and you will be nice to them."
"Can we have ice cream?"
"If Niles says so, yes."
Eve thought for a moment, frowning.
"Can I play with Mom's make-up?"
Max looked at Fran scowling: his daughter was the EXACT copy of her mother...
"No, that you may not sweetie..." Fran said quickly.
"But I could play the other day, with you...!"
"Daddy doesn't like it when you do this, sweetie."
"But he likes it on you!"
"Yes, but I'm a grown woman sweetie, you can do this when you're big..."
"How big?"
Fran thought for a minute... "When you can put Gracie's clothes."
That seemed to finally stop this dangerous discussion.
"Okay..." Eve said.
"Is that a deal then?" Max asked them.
"Deal!" Said Jonah, giving his father a high five.
Max hugged his son, and Eve went into her mother's arms.
Not wanting to be left out, Daniel ran out of the playroom to seek his parents...
[THUB]
WHHAAAAAAA!!! ...DANIEL, DON'T RUN IN THE HOUSE!!!
Max and Fran chuckled, still hugging their children.
***
"Thanks for doing this friends, I hope Jonah and Eve will be nice to you, we lectured them enough, but with their inheritance..." He glanced back relieved that Fran was nowhere to be seen, but his relief was short...
"I heard that mister!" Fran said, as she carried her last bag down the stairs.
"I was joking my darling..." Max said sheepishly.
"Yeah, right..." Fran said playfully. "Max, did I tell you how sexy you look in those jeans?..."
"[blushing] No Darling, but I don't think Niles and C.C. need that kind of display you know..."
Niles chuckled when Fran winked at him.
C.C. arrived with Daniel in her arms. "All right Maxwell, you go, we'll take care of everything..."
"Thanks... See you Sunday evening!"
They exited and shut the door behind them.
Daniel struggled to get off C.C.' arms. "Mommy, let go, I wanna go with Eve and Jonah!"
"All right sweetie, but don't run!"
"Yeah!"
Once Daniel had disappeared, C.C. turned to her husband smiling, and came to put her arms around his waist.
"It's amazing how much he looks like you Niles."
"No, he looks like you... He may be a boy, but he has your determination, and that habit not to listen to any external advice and make his own experiences..."
"He has that sickening habit of yours not to leave anything dirty... Do you know he didn't want to put a bib the other day, because he'd already used it, and there was one dirty spot on it?!... I had to change the damn thing!"
Niles chuckled... "He's really ours C.C..."
"Yeah..." She looked at him lovingly. "You have something to do right now butler boy?" She said suggestively.
"Not now Vampirella, I'd rather keep an eye on the three stooges right now... But when they are napping.... Prepare for the big show!"
"You bet!" She giggled.
***
Max and Fran had been driving for three hours, when they finally reached the beautiful hotel Max had booked them in, on the coast next to the beach. It was isolated and surrounded by Hibiscus and Palm trees. A gentle breeze was blowing, and it had a private beach.
"AWWWW Max!... That's soooo romantic!!!"
"I knew you'd like it Darling..."
She turned to him smiling broadly, and squeezing his arm. "I love it Max!" She gave him a tender kiss on the lips.
"Shall we?" Max said, indicating the entrance of the hotel.
They entered their room, facing the ocean, with a king sized bed, and a lovely balcony over which the palm trees swaying in the wind, cast changing shadows.
Fran marveled at the simple beauty of the place, and turned excitedly into Max' arms. He bent and kissed her softly, folding his arms around her, and pulling her to him. "Do you have any idea of how we could occupy our time?" he said in a low voice, with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.
"I guess I have a fairly good idea!" She replied seductively.
He smiled tenderly, and swept her in his arms.
"Let's try that bed, shall we?!"
She threw her arms around his neck giggling. He carried her to the bed, and gently lay her on the covers. He lied next to her, and pulled her in a tight embrace, kissing her thoroughly, then looking her in the eyes.
"I guess I have never been happier, Fran..." He said, almost choking with emotion. "Those five years we've been married, the five years before,... I'm so glad you are in my life. I love you more everyday my darling..."
She rested her head against his chest, closing her eyes in pure happiness. That man could turn her into jelly with his sole words. His low voice and his soft tone, were almost as enticing as his hands and lips, when they were stroking her body.
They simply lay there, hugging each other, for a good ten minutes, then slowly, sensuously, they started that "ritual" they had known for so long, but which would always bring its lot of surprises, and most certainly would culminate in a perfect union of bodies and souls... Time stopped around the two lovers, oblivious of their surroundings, and only worried about the other one's fulfillment...
Later, they lay quietly, enjoying the peace of the aftermath, and the proximity of the other one's body. Max was playing with a lock of Fran's hair absentmindedly. She had her head on his chest, and was slightly tracing the curves of his pectorals with one finger.
"I must admit this week end has had a very nice start, Maxwell Sheffield...!"
He chuckled softly.
"We needed that Fran... You know I love those children of ours, but I also enjoy a little time alone with my wife... I'm sure you'd like her... She's a terrific woman..." He said playfully.
She smiled, kissing his chest softly.
"Oh yeah?... I'm not sure a mistress would enjoy meeting her lover's wife...!"
"Then why don't you marry me?"
"I can't... You're already married..."
"Oh that's right... As long as it is with you..." He chuckled again, loving those little silly things they sometimes said to each other... Being hopelessly in love definitely had its good aspects!
***
Daniel Babcock was not the least happy... Once again, the twins had designated him to be the one seeking them... He hated that... fair enough, they had found him pretty easily: he had to admit that hiding behind Daddy's black apron with red socks, was not a good idea at all... Who had invented those stupid colors by the way?! He started waiting, singing a song... " [that's enough!] 10!... finish counting!..." he cried. His small legs started carrying him trotting all around the house, in search for the twins. "Jonah!... Eve!". After about ten minutes , Daniel had had enough. He decided Daddy was the person to see if he wanted some help, and Daddy happened to read the paper while Mommy was relaxing, in the lounge...
"Daddy!"
Niles raised his eyes from his paper.
"What is it tough guy?" He smiled.
"Jonah and Eve disappear!"
""Now they can't disappear because they can't open the front door..."
"They said my turn to count, and hide, and then disappear..."
Niles smiled, understanding where the problem was.
"Okay, then what do you say we seek them out together?"
"Yeah!" the little boy smiled broadly.
Niles put his paper down, stood up, and took his son in his arms to tour the house. When he realized they were probably not downstairs, he decided to try upstairs. After some thorough seeking, they finally found them in Grace's room: Eve trying to put on her sister's clothes, and Jonah seated on the bed, giving his opinion...
Niles shook his head at all the mess they had made. "What's all that about?!"
"Mommy said I can play make-up when I can put Gracie's clothes, and I can!"
"No you can't, Jonah, Eve, get out of there quick!"
Eve scowled while Jonah decided it was better to retreat to the play room...
"But... Mommy said..."
"Mommy said when you can fit in Grace's clothes, meaning, when you're older! Now go with your brother, and stay clear from this room, or the make-up case of your mother AS WELL!"
Eve bent her head pouting, and started towards the door.
"And get off this clothes!"
She sighed, and took off the dress she was wearing... "I can..." She muttered.
Niles didn't hear that. He put Daniel down on his feet "Now tough guy, you can go down and play with Jonah and Eve... And don't run!"
Niles started cleaning, and tidying up the room...
C.C. came in right behind him.
"Back to your favorite activity Butler boy?" She asked, considering the mess with a slightly worried eye, glad that this had not taken place in her house....
He jumped, startled: he had not heard her coming in.
"Good Lord, Sitting Bull!... We're not in the prairie anymore, you don't need not to make any noise!... Remember I DO have a heart condition!" He said, panting, and holding his chest on the left side.
"Oh knock it off Niles, the doctor said you had the health of a teenager!"
"The health maybe, the heart, not since you sent me to the hospital..."
"All right!... I was going to suggest we could occupy our time a nice way when the children are napping, but since you have a terrible heart condition, I don't think you'll be able to!... Too bad..."
"No wait!"
C.C. turned to him a little bit annoyed.
Niles came next to her, smiling knowingly.
"That's the number one medicine... You wouldn't want me to skip it, right?"
C.C. smiled, shaking her head.
"I knew that was your weak spot, Rochester!"
"Only mine, Catwoman?"
C.C. leaned over, and purred: "When are they napping?"
Niles thought fast.
"I'll see to it that they nap now... that is... As soon as I've finished cleaning this mess..."
"I'll be in the guest room..." she said seductively.
"Give me 10 minutes!" And he started putting everything back into order with a renewed enthusiasm...
***
Max and Fran finished sipping their Cappuccino on the terrace of the restaurant of the hotel, a gentle breeze freshening their faces.
"I can't believe this place is so quiet...!..."
"That's because we're out of the tourist season sweetheart..."
"Max, can we go on the beach and walk a little..."
"Of course my darling."
He put his cup down and stood up to help Fran out of her chair, then they descended on the beach, their arms wrapped around each other's waists.
They walked quietly, simply enjoying the sound of the crashing waves. They had taken their shoes off, and let the waves toy with their feet a little. Then they retreated halfway to the hotel, and sat on the sand, watching the dying sun drown into the ocean. Fran was sitting between her husband's legs, he had his arms around hers, and his head was resting on her shoulder. They remained watching the sunset, until Ra's influence was no more visible but by a reddish orange glow.
Max hugged her more, and started tracing soft kisses along her cheek, then her neck, her collarbone...
Fran tilted her head back, sighing deeply.
"Max..."
"Mmmm..." He uttered, proceeding to reduce her will power to nothing...
"Max we..." [sigh] "We shouldn't... be doing..." [sigh] "... that here..."
"Mmmm... the beach is deserted Darling..."
Fran was on the edge of surrender, but the remains of her will power finally overcame her growing desire. She suddenly got off her husband's arms, and stood up panting.
"Max!"
He looked at her mischievously, his eyes twinkling.
"Yes my Darling?" He asked innocently.
Fran scowled.
"And I bet you're proud of yourself!... Now if you don't want me to use my strength over you, you'd better get up your feet quickly, and finish this in our room, Mister!"
He chuckled, standing up.
"Oh?... And what kind of strength are you going to use Darling?" He asked playfully, encircling her waist, and driving her body close to his in a possessive motion.
"Well let's start with whining... I can whine pretty well, you know that...!"
Max let her go, and put one hand on his forehead in a faked painful expression. "Oh no!... I surrender!... Let's go back to the hotel then... But quick!" He leaned over and murmured into her ear. "I can hardly wait!"
She turned to him smiling crookedly.
"I felt that Mr. Sheffield!" She giggled, trotting playfully towards the hotel, Max fast on her heels...
***
Jonah Sheffield was not sure this was a good idea... Daniel found it funny, and of course, Eve found it appropriate...
"Put more red!" Daniel said excitedly.
"I think you have enough red..." Jonah said worriedly, cocking his eyebrows.
"I don't have this red!... And I will use green there, and black there!"
"Daddy isn't gonna like it..."
"He likes it with Mom!"
"I wanna do!" Daniel said, getting off the small stool he was sitting on.
Jonah looked at him incredulous.
"This is for the girls!"
"I wanna put on Eve!"
Eve looked at him, obviously not wanting to let him do anything to her.
"No! I do it! You boys tell me it's nice!"
Daniel scowled, and crossed his arms on his chest.
"Not fair!"
"Hey Danny, we try that!" Jonah said excitedly, as he spotted the foam spray on the shelves.
"Yeah!!!"
Jonah took the stool, and climbed on it to grab the spray. He had a little trouble opening the cap, but after some efforts, he finally managed to take it off, and to press on the button...
Max parked the car in the garage, exited, helped Fran out, and took their luggage in the trunk. Then they pushed the back door, and went into the lounge, to find Niles and C.C. spooned in a tight embrace, sleeping...
Max smiled and shook his head. He turned to Fran and murmured. "And they were pretending to hate each other for 15 years...!"
Fran giggled softly, and pushed her husband towards the stairs. "Let's check on the twins, they must be asleep too..." she murmured.
Max left their suitcase in their room while Fran went to the twins' room. As Max was exiting their room, he almost bumped into Fran who was back from the twins' room with a worried look.
"I don't understand, the three beds are here, but they're not in the room!"
Max cocked his eyebrows, then suddenly, they heard giggles coming from their bathroom. They headed for it, opened the door and... Found a post-apocalyptic scenery... Eve's face was no-more visible under the tons of make-up she had put, Jonah and Daniel had shaving foam all over their faces, and their clothes, and the bathroom itself looked like a battle ground.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON IN HERE!!!" Max screamed, trying not to lose his temper.
What looked like Eve turned to him, smiling broadly.
"Oh Hi Daddy!... Mommy!... Ya like?!"
"Daddy I can shave, and Danny too!" Jonah said proudly, showing the empty can of shaving foam.
"Are you bloody insane?! Look what you've done!!!"
Fran thought her husband was going to have a stroke, so she decided it was better she took the lead...
"All right sweetie, leave it to me, go downstairs and try to calm down, I'll take care of everything."
"But don't you see what they've done?! It's..."
"Maxwell, I'll take care of it..."
Max finally left, dumbfounded. Fran put her hands on her hips and looked at the three children.
"Now, go to your room, and don't touch nor do ANYTHING, is that understood?!"
"But Mommy..."
"No 'buts', GO NOW!"
The three children, understanding this was probably not the time to start arguing, went to the twins' room while Fran started putting some order in the bathroom. After a while, she stepped into the twins' room. She looked at the three of them who were all scowling guiltily.
"Now... Who had that bright idea?"
Silence.
"I'm losing patience..."
"I wanted to try on your make-up Mommy... Like you do..." Eve started.
"And I wanted shaving like Daddy..." Jonah went on.
"They started..." concluded Daniel, relieved all the explanations had been already said.
Fran took a deep breath.
"Eve, what did Mommy and Daddy say to you before we left?"
"That I can use make up when I put Gracie's clothes..."
"And..."
"I can put them!" Eve said proudly.
Fran looked skywards.
"Nice save Missy, but that also meant when they are fit to you!!!"
"But..."
"No but!" Now all three of you, go to the bathroom, Mommy will prepare a bath, and then you go to bed! And NO playroom tonight!"
"No playroom?!" Started Jonah indignantly.
"Jonah Sheffield, you should be glad I only said "tonight", so if I were you, I'd do as Mommy say without discussing any further... And Danny, you're as guilty as the other ones!... Eve, you can put make-up when Mommy says it, which is in a very long time, and shaving goes exactly the same way for you two, understand?!"
"Yes..." the three children chorused, bending their heads and pouting.
"Good..." She said, as she headed for the bathroom to prepare a bath...
Niles and C.C. appeared on the door step with a horrified look on their faces.
"Maxwell told us that..." C.C. started... "Daniel!..."
"It's all right C.C., I've just lectured them, and I said "no playroom tonight"..."
"You bet there's no playroom tonight!... What were you thinking young man?!"
"Jonah and Eve start..."
C.C. turned towards Fran with a furious look. Niles interrupted her, putting a firm hand on her arm, before she said anything she would regret.
"I think they're all guilty here C.C... Am I right Daniel?"
Daniel looked guiltily at his father...
"... Yeah..."
Niles took a deep breath.
"Then I believe Fran's sanction was not enough... No more swimming pool, no more video games, and no more TV for a week..."
"A week?!"
"Jonah?!" said Fran severely. "Uncle Niles has perfectly got the right to punish you as well as Mommy and Daddy have got the right to punish Danny! And I think he's right!..."
The twins sighed, and went to the bathroom, while Danny seemed on the verge of crying, but one look from both his father and his mother made him understand that no mercy should be expected from them... Oh well... Life was about experiences...
He finally went to the bathroom...
***
Max took his robe off and lied next to his wife. She snuggled up to him and put her head in the crook of his shoulder while he was wrapping his arm around her.
He sighed.
"... And so much for our quiet romantic week end... I'm too old for that..."
Fran chuckled softly.
"No you're not sweetie... 10 years ago, you would have reacted the same way..."
He thought about it for a minute.
"... I guess you're right..." He smiled. "Eve looks more and more like you... And she's only four..."
"And Jonah looks more and more like you, honey... Except for the accent maybe..."
"And what about Daniel?!... He took from both!"
"And that's the true miracle sweetie... Even though they're driving us nuts sometimes, I'm proud of them... Because we made them together..."
Max kissed the top of her head.
"You know what?"
"Mmmm?"
"Once again you're right..." he kissed her softly on the lips. "I love you..."
Fran smiled.
"Then why don't you give this romantic weekend a nicer conclusion by showing me how much?..."
"Mmmm... Yes sir!..."
The End
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