Happy Birthday!

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The preparations had begun days before. Alison had sent letter after letter and made dozens of phone calls. Half of the calls had gone to her stubborn step-son. Shatterstar was hard to corral. The other half had gone out to other family and friends. Anyone Alison could think to invite, she had contacted. Her invitations were only part of the deal.

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They partied hardy for a long time. Eventually, people got shooed out of the castle. Rogue disappeared before the party was totally over. Dakota hung around helping taking care of the babies so their parents could enjoy themselves. Longshot also had a hunch it was so Rogue would not be 'indisposed' when he went to get his birthday gift from her.

Rogue's gift to him was a pair of leather chaps. He oohed and rubbed them. She might have commented about how his wife would really like him in them and nothing else. The Mojoworlder thanked her and headed for the bedroom. Maybe he could change into them once he got up there...

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Alison enjoyed every bit of the party. But, she was ready for some quiet time with her hubby by the time the crowd started thinning out. Once the guests had dispersed and baby care had been arranged for the evening, Alison thanked everyone and then headed upstairs to find Longshot.

There was another present she had to give him. But, she hadn't wanted to do it in front of everyone. Also, she was really curious about what Rogue had given him.

[sonofarize]

Longshot whistled as he disappeared into the bedroom. He looked at Rogue's present and decided to go ahead and give it a shot. So, still whistling, he disappeared into the closet.

Now, to take everything off and put these chaps on...

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When Alison entered the room she heard whistling. It made her pause for a minute and smile. Well, at least she knew he'd enjoyed his party. He certainly sounded happy. She closed the door behind her.

While he was doing whatever it was he was doing in the closet, Alison went to her bedside table and opened the drawer. Another small package was inside. It was a copy of their favorite French singer's newest album. She sat cross-legged on the bed and waited for him to appear.

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"Only if you want to. My only real angle, here, is to get more bouncing going." She grinned. First she wanted to see him bounce alone. Then she would get in on the bouncing.

She inched her panties down her hips and legs as she watched him. No missing the view!

[sonofarize]

"Darlin', I'd be a poor fool to pass up lookin' at your body." His bouncing was getting a little more vigorous. Because he was definitely thinking of her on top of him. He bit on the corner of his lip. It he looked straight ahead, he had a slight obstruction in the way, so he tilted his head a little.

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"You're no fool," she purred as she straightened back up and stepped away from the pile of clothes on the floor. She planted one hand on a hip and cocked her hips to the side as she watched him with a grin.

It was kind of ridiculous, watching him bounce around like this. But, it was a sexy kind of ridiculous. She could definitely learn to enjoy sexy and ridiculous.

[sonofarize]

Pretending she was on top of him was not as fun as actually having her on top of him. There was definitely less squishy. Also no boobs or butt to grab.

So he grunts a little and bounced a little more. Then he did the one handed grabby of desperation. "Want you."