2020-05-07 - Staying in - Ryan and India

*****WARNING*****This blog post contains graphic sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.


After he had packed Jayla up with her lunch,and water bottle in her little backpack Ryan picked up his daughter and swung her around before handing her off to his mother “Bye baby girl...have a good day at school.” He said planting a kiss on her sweet little cheek. He was letting India have a sleep in this morning but he’d wake her up nicely when they left.

His mother could hardly wait to have Jayla all to herself as usual and scooped her from Ryan’s arms beginning to sing a song to her that Jayla loved “One elephant went out to play...upon a  spider’s web one day...they had such enormous fun…”

Jayla had squealed, kissed Ryan back sloppily and tumbled towards her grandma, joining in the song with her little voice carrying out the door and down the street “That they call for another hellaphant to come…..”

Ryan closed the door, laughing and so grateful to have his mother and his daughter and this day off with India. It had been while since they had some alone time. Before he dared start anything, he made coffee. He knew his wife and he loved it too. Once the coffee was on he washed up a bit, brushed his teeth and then crawled back into bed sliding in close to his beloved and gently waking her by kissing her while his hands slid under the covers to caress her back.

India was waking, but sloly.  She heard Ryan, Jayla and Sakura, but couldn’t make herself move.  The bed was so warm and comfy.  She heard the front door open and close with singing.  Jayla was off to the school.  Part of her expected to hear Ryan leaving as well, but instead she heard water and then the weight of him beside her.  Still more asleep than awake she moaned contentedly and scooted back into him as he began touching her back.

Ryan chuckled into his kisses. India was a slow waker. He didn’t mind but he was going to up his game a bit. He moved to her neck with his kisses and up to her earlobe his hands wandering from back to front, gently brushing over her breasts and then just lighty tracing her hip, one butt cheek and sliding one hand very intently between her legs rubbing lightly. He wanted to be clear in his goals and communication.

India realized that Ryan’s intentions were not to cuddle and go back to sleep with her.  When his hand played between her legs and backed into the touch and grinned, moaning a little more.  She was definitely waking now.  “Hold that thought, baby.  I’ll be right back.”  she moved to get out of bed, her locs falling into her face.  They were at her waist now and she loved their length.  She moved into the bathroom and used the toilet, flushed, washed her hands then brushed her teeth.  The smell of coffee almost distracted her, but she knew what she needed more than coffee.  Slipping out of the bathroom and back into their bedroom, India got back into bed, tossing her hair behind her so she wouldn't lay on them, she faced Ryan.  “So … back to sleep with you, young pup.”  she teased and dropped her head on the pillow, mock snoring lightly as if she'd gone back to sleep.

Ryan chuckled and rolled on his back as she left. He also took the moment of her absence to strip off his pajamas and pull the covers up around him so his nakedness was a little surprise. When she came back and pretended to be ready to sleep he threw the covers off and sprang on her playfully “I’ll try not to be too insulted if you want to sleep through my ravishing you…” He was already semi hard and sank down on top of her and started kissing her hungrily as he pressed against her.

India giggled when he jumped on top of her.  She lay looking up at him.  “That suggests you bore me when you ravish and .. you so do not.”  she reaches up and caresses his face.  “I love you.”  she announces.  “And you love me.”  that part was always a bit of a surprise as Ryan proved over and over that he did and never let her forget.

Ryan looked down at India with absolute adoration “I do love you...so much India. So much.” He kissed her tenderly this time to express it and then his kisses moved back to her neck and he rolled to the side slightly so he could reach his hand back between her leg. He wanted to fully express his love and simply worship India to the full extent he knew how. Easily finding her clit he began to rub it up and down, He was taking no prisoners….

India kissed him back and spread her legs a bit for him.  As he begins to rub, she begins to chuckle.  Ryan was so much younger than she was and that often shows in his impatience.  Especially in bed.  She arched her back, but not in immediate pleasure.  “Ow …”  she pulls away.  “Stop doing that.”  and those words remind her of the last time she heard those words.  Not from her lips but from Jayla’s … when she walked right into their bedroom when she was supposed to be sleeping and letting her parents work in a quickie.  And that memory …  Jayla walking in, demanding they stop and simply walking out again, coupled with the look on Ryan’s face made her start laughing.

Ryan sighed and then laughed with her “Sorry. I’m doing it again. It’s been awhile since we made love and dammit I just want to get you off. I’ve been fantasizing about it for days and I rushed you...Let me try again please.” He was still laughing about Jayla “At least we won’t get busted this time and told off.” He tries to roll them to their sides facing one another so he can slow the plan down.

India nodded.  “Oh, you’ll figure it out by the time you’re 40, youngster.”  she teases him.  Then she arches a brow.  “I think we're still grounded, so if we do this we need to not have any fun.”  she insists, although she plans to have fun and if Jayla doesn’t like it she can just deal with it.  She presses against him, looking at his face and kissing him.  “I want every second seared into my memory, Ryan.”

Ryan played along with her joke about not having any fun and  waved his hand down his face like he was erasing his smile “Miserable utilitarian sex….perfect..” He kissed her back when she pressed into him and kissed him, gently, keeping his trigger happy finger at bay and nodding at her “Your wish is my command.” He says with a  grin and slowly and gently starts again, kissing and caressing but not even straying into any fun zones until she gives him more cues. He can take directions and he secretly loves it when she gives them as things heat up.

India giggles.  “That’s better.”  and yet it isn’t nearly enough.  “Now lets not go overboard, Ryan.”  she jokes.  “Kiss me, touch me…” she slides her hands between the sheets and takes hold of him.  “Love me.”  now that he wasn’t touching, her clit began to come to life wanting him to.

Her words made him instantly fully hard and he began letting his hands and kisses roam, still teasing her and keeping it slow. He kissed and touched all up and down her body for several minutes before working his way to the more erogenous zones. He began with her breasts kissing all around both of them as he caressed before finding her nipples with his fingertips, mouth and tongue. He lavished them fully and then began kissing back down her stomach, finally letting his hand drop between her legs and very lightly start to play.

India sighs in complete bliss as Ryan begins to play.  She had been cut off from her personal trainer after the earthquakes, but being trapped on Alexandra had not made her fat.  She was more curvy now, she thought, but if it was fat, Ryan wasn't complaining about it.  She kept her body in fine condition and had teased Ryan more than once about being her work out routine, or part of it.  She arches herself into his fingers, gasping and looking at him with growing longing in her eyes.

Ryan feels her responding, looks up at her and smiles. This was more like it. He loved her body, all of her, whatever shape she was in. Even hugely pregnant he could barely keep his eyes and hands off her. As she arches and gasps he slides down her, trading the fingers for his tongue as he begins slowly lciking her with the flat of it up and down, parting her labia and licking more directly on  her clit, still going nice and slow as he tastes her and drinks her in.

India was getting more and more excited as Ryan played, but when he settled between her legs, she let out a low, musical moan of pleasure.  Of all the sexual lessons, Ryan had learned this one the best.

Ryan heard her sound, the moan he’s been getting off to in his head, in the shower, when their lives were just too damned busy….and he kept right at it, wanting more of it. He slid her legs apart further and settled in, caresing her buttock with one hand and gently beginning to finger her with his other hand.

India moaned again and arched her hips into his mouth.  She could feel his hands .. his fingers … his tongue.  Normally she would relax and let him go on with things for as long as possible, but it really had been a while with them.  The quarantine had been stressful .. had almost driven her insane.  Now she only wanted her husband to make her cum .. remind him which man loved her more than any other could even dream of.  “Yes ….  Oh Ryan … please .. don't stop ..  don’t ….”  she is close, it is fast and she couldn't care less.

Ryan doesn't need any more prompting than that and he carries on, going just a little harder and deeper to take her right over the edge. He moaned into her as he adored every moment of it anticipating her orgasm and trembling a little with how amazing she felt under his fingers and mouth. He wanted to give  it to her so badly, the sensual explosion he had been waiting for….

India moans louder.  They’re alone and she’s taking every advantage.  And then … she’s there .. over the edge.  She growls and bucks, but as she begins to relax, she moves to pull him up and roll him over.  If she can, she will lower her head on him, cucking his cock hungrily.  After all, she hasn’t had her breakfast yet.

Ryan revels in her pleasure and laps it up until she moves them and then when he gets rolled he moves with it and lies back gasping at ehr contact with his cock and breathing out “Oh fuck...yes yes...please…”

India is hungry for him, not starving.  She doesn't go down on him like he’s the last rib at a barbecue.  Deep throating him at first, she then eases off, taking the base with one hand and sucking with the other  Her locks are all over from their flip and she looks at him through a few of them, both teasing her man and trying not to set him off too fast.

Ryan starts panting and writhing. The deep throat makes him push up into her wanting more and then he drops and just pants. Her locks are so tantalizing as they brush him. And he grips the sheets, balling them in his hands.

India concentrates on the delicious torture of her husband.  He is far from a one minute marathoner but she loves that it doesn't take him absolutely forever to cum.  She doesn't even care if it is her or him that makes the magic happen, as long as she gets to taste him at the end of it.

Ryan lets her torture him. He loves it. Watching and hearing her get off she could have gotten him down in about 30 seconds if she really wanted to but he’s seen the value of drawing it out and letting the end feel even more intense. But now he’s hitting that adge, grunting on each downward stroke, clenching his buttocks as his ips rise. He’s in the zone “Oh fuck India...oh god…” He thrust up at her with his whole being and then it happens. His ock ppulses and the warm liquid streams out in little happy spurts as he cries out.

Indie drinks of him and then looks up at him, swallowing one last time.  Then she grins up at him and crawls, catlike, up his body.  “My young pup.”  she purrs.

Ryan slowly catches his breath and pulls her up and into his arms “arf Arf..” He jokes “Holy shit India….I love you so fucking much.”

India laughs and settles into Ryan’s arms.  “I love you too.”  she groans softly as she stretches.  “Good morning, baby.”  she smiles and pauses to listen to the silence of their little house.

Ryan has to laugh “Good morning my love. It has been too long...and too long since we even did this.” He hugs her tighter to him “How could we be so busy in a  quarantine?”

India chuckles.  “Because you were too busy washing clothes on a daily bases and spraying down the house like we had termites or something.”  Covid had truly aggravated Ryan’s OCD.  “And your daughter is a natural cock blocker .. from before she was born …”  They were going to make love … and India’s water broke … changing the plans for those early morning hours.

Ryan sighed “Look I just get freaked out...and fuck none of us got it right? Because I walked a fair few sickos down to the clinic. It freaked me the fuck out…..” He nodded vigorously about Jayla and knew exactly what India meant “Eyep…” He finished with a  chuckle.

India reaches over to caress his face.  “I know baby … and we didn’t get sick .. AND survived .. so far.”  the teases him, because there were moments in quarantine when she got aggravated, despite being afraid of Covid herself.  Now she kisses him softly.  “Which reminds me ….  I hear Daisy had puppies…..”  she wanted a dog like she wanted a hole in the head, but fucking with Ryan this way was one of her joys in life.

Ryan looks pleased his frantic OCD cleaning kept his family safe and then he kisses her back and answers casually at first “Oh yeah...in the back of the grocery store…..” Then he looked at her again “Why do you ask?”

India looks as innocent as one of Daisy’s newborn babes.  “Well .. do you think Jayla might want a puppy?  You ARE in with the Chief and all…”

Ryan sits right up now and lets her slide off him looking completely alarmed “You want a puppy? Do you know what they do, India? They piss everywhere and they chew up all your stuff…...we don’t EVER need to tell Jayla about those puppies…” He states.

India starts giggling.  “Ryan, Jay knows that puppies are a thing, even if she doesn’t know Daisy had them and people will probably take them home.”  she places a hand on his chest and sits up with him.  “No puppies.  Besides, April comes over all the time anyway, and I don’t want her to hurt an innocent puppy.”  Kaitlin’s cat had survived and now often roamed the neighborhood.  She wasn’t as bad a Voldemort, but she didn’t take any shit either.  And as some things never changed, the Siamese still adored India and Jayle … and even Sakura .. but seemed to actively dislike Ryan.

Ryan exhales slowly and then looks at her suspiciously and points “you were fucking with me weren’t you?” He accuses. He’s smiling a bit and then puts his pointing hand on top of hers on his chest.

India winks.  “You can’t blame me.  You are gorgeous when you blush.”  she wraps her arms around him.  “Don’t be mad at me?  And don’t divorce me.”  she looks amazed half the time he married her in the first place.

Ryan turns and takes her into his arms blushing more “Wow and no I’m not mad at you. But you got me good.” He hugs her tight “Don’t you even say the D word. You’ll never get rid of me unless it’s you that chucks me out...and please don’t...I promise to give you all the orgasms and clean the whole house every day….”

India laughs and hugs right back.  “Nope .. nevah.”  she chuckles.  “The orgasms are great, but it was the cleaning every day that damn near made me want to chuck you out.”  she chides and then holds up her hand.  “I know you were just looking out for family, but baby … you came home from work, stripped naked at the back damn door, put in a load of laundry … if that days uniform could be considered a load … hopped in the shower, ran around taking everyones temperature and THEN kisses us hello.”  she sighed.  “But even then, I wouldn’t have divorced you.  Murder … sure … divorce?  Nahhhhhhh”  she kisses him quickly again.  “Did Steph make Michael do all that?  Was this all her idea?”  she demands.

Ryan snorts “I am sorry. And yes it was Steph. You didn't really get to know my Dad long enough to see him clean….Steph and I got the bug...Garrett...not so much. We drove him nuts…” He closes his eyes after talking about his father and brother and goes quiet. He missed them.

India looks torn between horror and hilarity.  “Michael ….”  she laughs.  “Well, he’d do it for her, I know that much.  She and Tristan have him wrapped around they fingers.”  she shakes her head.  “Bout as bad as jayla got you wrapped … my baby Jayla of the Nine Fingers.”  she has been a nerd in training,but some lessons stuck.

Ryan pulled himself out of his moment of sadness and tuned into what India was saying. Nine Fingers? “India, I think you mean Ayla Sakura….” He looked critically at her for a moment, not unkindly but in that a nerd is trying to correct you way he gets.

India had hoped to distract Ryan from thoughts of this big brother and as partially successful.  Now she sees the ‘you are not nerd enough but I love you anyway’ look and rolls her eyes.  “Did Ayla Sakura have nine fingers?  No.  Frodo did, and even if it was a stupid ring and not his daughters big brown eyes …. It don mattah.”  she huffs and rolls her head on her neck a bit.

Ryan looks like he’s really fighting the urge to say more but then lets out a little sigh, smiles sweetly and kisses India “I love you too. And I will teach our daughter the ways of the force and about all the journeys of hobbits…..you just leave that to me…”

India grins.  If a couple didn’t compromise, they were doomed to fail.  India let Ryan clean anything that couldn’t run away fast enough .. and he put up with her ignorance of Sci Fi culture .. not realizing that The Lord Of The Rings wasn’t Sci Fi .. but if she ever said it aloud … she'd accept the correction.  “I know.  You been reading that girl them books since she was born and she still don’t care.”  she laughs and the starts.  “Oh shit …  hold up!”  she jumps out of bed like it’s on fire, then runs out of the toom.  A minute later she comes back with a little box.  “Happy Anniversary, baby.”  she hops back in bed and holds it out to him.

Ryan laughed and then watched her jump up. He also snuck a little box into the bed behind him and then looked surprised when she brought hers and decided to play back at her from before “Oh shit Indy...I forgot..” He was fighting a mile. Ryan’s poker face was closer to a care bear stare. Then he opened her box and his jaw dropped “Wha….where….oh my god….”

India snorts.  “I didn’t carve the date in a homemade bar of soap, so of course you did.”  but she doesn't mind.  He has been so stressed lately.  She tosses off a quick prayer that she seems to have got the ring right.  Stay Wars, not Star Trek.  She honestly got the two confused all the time.  “That's the first thing I got when we got internet again.”  she told him.  Before Amazon got slower than fuck all.”  she smirks.  “I hid it in the toilet tank .. the one place you never clean and thank god you don’t.  You’d be in front of that shrink before you could say “Celebrity Scandal”.”

Ryan leans forward and kisses her “thank you. I love this. He take sit out and outs it on and it fits around his middle finger on his left hand beside his simple wedding band on the ring finger. He reached behind him and grins “I didn’t forget you know…Happy Anniversary.” Ryan had a very organized mind after all. He passes India a longer box. Inside it was a locket he’d found at one of the thrift sores in which he had put two pictures, one of Jayla and one of the two of them on their wedding day.

India admires the band on his finger and then gapes.  “You said you forgot!”  she mock rages.  But when she opens it, her eyes fill with tears.  “Oh ..  Ryan …”  she sniffs and blinks for a minute, then clears her throat.  “Well … this was nice…”  she swallows.  “So … hey …  ho’s your nose.  What happened, anyway?”

Ryan looked at her adoringly “I could never forget…..” He heard her other question and sighed “It’s both a long story and a short story. There are things I know officially and things I know off the books...so it’s one of those work case deals.” He knew she knew and would never share even though there were lots of things he wasn’t supposed to tell her and he did “Jack Rose. Remember the day I told you about when we brought Jack Rose in for raping Brayden Kim...well on charges finally? “

India listens.  “I remember,  Yea.”  She looks concerned.  She had her own experience with abusers.

Ryan rubs her back, seeing her face “This is why I try not to talk about some parts of my work too much. It’s grim. But apparently as I said before he did the same to Peterson’s sister..that part’s off the books. The day he hit me he was responding to a call. Rose was trying to rape his new girlfriend….so chris lost it...and I tried to pull him off and got hit….” He shrugs “i don’t like being punched...but I get it. I just hope he doesn’t lose his job.”

India considers it.  “He was defending his woman.”  she concludes.  “End of.”  it’s all very simple for her.  Outside she hears the school bell chime noon.  “Lunch time ….”

Ryan tuned in to the noise of the bell and smiles “Maybe we should have some actual food...and coffee. I made coffee.” He starts to reach for his pajamas again to pull something back on for clothing.

Indie reaches for her nightshirt.  “Let’s order.  Your mom went out with Kaitlin … no fair to make her cook.”  Neither of them is the world's top chef.  “Zabats?”