Who: Harry and Elaine(with Corazon NPCed) Where: Elaine’s house What: Harry cooks for them, then he and Elaine try a different kind of cooking together. When: 03/04 Warnings/Rating: R for sexual situations Status complete when posted
Harry smiled as he pulled up to Elaine’s house, parked, and pulled out his box of cooking, and cooking ingredients, the latter in a small bag with a lock on it. Elaine had one of two keys for it. he’d sent it to her earlier, with a note simply saying This unlocks fun. -He stepped out and walked to her door smiling. He knocked with one hand, the box under his arm.
He waited, then, grinning ready to cook for them both.
Elaine went to the door, smiling as she swung it wide for Harry to come in with all of his supplies; rising on her toes to collect a kiss in toll as he passed by. Corazon was stretched out on the living room floor, on her tummy, feet kicking idly in the air as she did her homework. She waved at Harry, giggling as she called out a greeting.
“Welcome home,” Elaine said softly, walking him to the kitchen. They’d exchanged keys at Valentine’s, so she figured it was fair game to call either place ‘home.’ “Let me know what you need, I can show you where everything is.”
Harry grinned and kissed Elaine, then waved at Corazon, calling back in improving Spanish. He liked her and he liked that they got along. Elaine and he fit together like no one else he had ever known. But Cora and he understood each other too and it was nice that Elaine’s daughter had that place for him in her life.
He set the box on the kitchen counter and handed her the bag, grinning. “For later.” He said it softly as he nodded. “I need a large frying pan, a saucepan, and another saucepan, plus implements and spices.” he grinned.
Elaine tucked the bag under her arm, smirking a little. The key was safely tucked away in a jewelry box in her bedroom, awaiting the opportune moment. Meanwhile, the mistress of the house began opening cupboards and drawers, retrieving dishes, and showing her chef where everything could be found.
Harry smiled and started preparation, stealing kisses as he did so. “How was your day, beautiful sorceress?”
He grinned.
Elaine laughed softly, perching on a stool at the breakfast bar so that she could assist as needed--while at the same time keeping an eye on Cora in the living room. The little girl was usually fairly self-motivated, but sometimes she got stuck. This way, Elaine could pull double-duty.
“Busy but good,” she said, “I’ve added a few more regular clients to my roster, and now that Valentine’s Day is behind us, I’m working on putting out my Mother’s Day promotion. So whenever I’m not massaging or chauffeuring Corazon and friends to their activities, I’ve been on the phone or at the computer with a graphic designer, going over colors and layouts and copy.”
“Cool! A mother’s day promotion, huh?” He smiled at her, and noted to himself to get her something. And talk to Corazon about it too. He smiled as he sliced and diced vegetables and potatoes, and chicken, then got the breading mix out to make. “Anything I can do to help?”
“If you know of anyone who needs mother’s day gift ideas, or pampering, I can give you a stack of brochures to hand out,” she said, “Corazon helped choose the colors. I’m having a special on aromatherapy products.”
Harry grinned, and then nodded, before pausing. “What is aromatherapy, anyway?” He had never asked and had no clue, though the name gave ideas.
“Aromatherapy uses essential oils, and other aromatic compounds to stimulate certain responses in the brain, such as relaxation, mental alertness...that sort of thing.” Elaine smiled. “Some oils have anti-inflammatory properties, or antiseptic properties, and can promote health and wellness when absorbed through the skin as well as through inhalation. It all depends what you’re looking to achieve.”
Harry listened and smiled. “Sounds good to me. I might have to book an after hours session.” He grinned at her sideways as he started sauteing some onions and garlic.
Elaine glanced toward the living room, then back at Harry, lowering her voice a little as she spoke. “I can add some to the menu tonight,” she said, “If you’re interested.”
Harry chuckled and spoke almost without sound. “That would be nice. A little taste, maybe, added to the selection.” He crooked one eyebrow and his lip upward on one side at her as he slid two pans into the oven, setting a double timer, and continue to saute the rest of the food.
“I think that can be arranged,” Elaine murmured. She’d had a bit of a talk with Cora about the fact that Mom and Harry were a couple now, and that Harry might sometimes stay over, but that didn’t mean that Cora needed to overhear any details. Luckily, Cora seemed to be busy, singing some of the tunes from her big, upcoming musical--which happened to include the Rebel’s theme from Star Wars.
Elaine laughed, and smiled at the timing. “How do you like that?” she asked him. “Soundtrack of my life.”
Harry grinned. “Good to know.” He nodded, watching her, and smiled softly. When she commented on the music, he chuckled. “Well, princess, so far, we’re not dodging mobile moons, so that’s one for our side.”
“True,” she said, shrugging her shoulders happily. She watched Corazon swinging her feet in time to the humming for a moment, then turned back to Harry. “Did Cora tell you about her new friend, Nate?”
Harry shook his head. “Nate, huh? Should I find me a baseball bat to hang over the mantle when I have a talk with him?” He was mostly kidding. He didn’t have to talk to a kid at her age, right? Oh, God, he hoped not!
Elaine shook her head, smiling softly. “Not for few more years, at least,” she said, “He’s only ten, and he’s in advanced placement, so they don’t really have the same classes. They met at the park, a few weeks back, and he had lunch with us.”
Harry smiled with relief. "Sounds like an interesting kid. Its good she has friends, right?"
The sauteing done, he rested against one counter and snagged one hand to drag her closer.
"How are you doing, beautiful?"
“Yeah,” Elaine agreed. “Nate’s mom works a lot, and it doesn’t sound like his dad is in the picture, much. With Nate in college prep classes to keep him academically engaged, I think it’s good for him to have some friends his own age, too. And he’s just a really sweet kid.”
She moved close to Harry, and hugged him for a long moment. “I’m okay. Just glad to have a quiet evening with you and Corazon.”
“Good. She deserves good friends. We all do.” he hugged her close, stroking her back and hair, breathing her in and smiling. “I am really enjoying our night, too.” He smiled softly.
Harry loved being around her and their fun after hours, but he also liked spending time with her and Corazon as if... they almost were a family.
Elaine loved that they worked so well together, all three of them. She’d been concerned that Corazon might be upset about her seeing someone new, but she just seemed to be taking it all in stride. “Thanks for cooking, by the way. You’re totally my hero right now.”
“You’re welcome. It’s not fair to ask you to do it, or to order out or eat out all the time.Even with the way things are going right now, it’s a bad habit.” Harry smiled at her. He had been experiencing a swell in his fortunes. But he wanted to not change his ways too much.
“And I like making things better for you. Both of you, yes, but you, especially.” He smiled as the first timer went off and he moved to flip the chicken over, and the potatoes.
While Harry took care of the food, Elaine went to check on Corazon and help her finish the last of her homework. Then they both came back to the kitchen together to set the table.
Things were soon done, and he was bringing put the platters of baked breaded chicken, sauted vegetables, and baked potatoes. “Time to eat, my dear ladies. Time for us to celebrate.”
He grinned at them.
Corazon and Elaine both applauded Harry’s work, sliding into their seats on either side of the table. Cora waved for Harry to sit at the head, so that he would be right between the two of them. “It smells really good!” she said, “What are we celebrating?”
Harry smiled a little and grinned as he settled down. “Having people we can sit down with, having people we can trust and care about.” He raised his glass of water to them. Similar glasses sat next to each plate.
“I, myself, am very grateful to have both of you in my life.”
Elaine raised her glass in toast, and so did Corazon; looking pleased to be included with the grownups. The glasses clinked, and compliments were exchanged as Elaine helped Corazon fill her plate and the food was sampled, and Corazon prattled happily about her musical and her new friend in between mouthfuls. Of course she made sure that Harry knew he was invited to see the performance.
Harry grinned and shared in talking and enjoying the food, accepting the invitation, if he was allowed to take pictures. He wanted to have some pics of it for later. “I started a scrapbook,” was his only reason offered. And he enjoyed the quiet of the dinner, the merry noise that somehow was peaceful and welcoming. And somehow, it was all consumed, all too quickly.
Corazon nodded enthusiastically at the prospect of having pictures taken, and spoke of Elaine’s scrapbooks. So many of Elaine’s childhood memories included Harry in them that the little girl probably felt as if she knew the man already, and it was only natural that they would continue making memories together. Elaine was glad of that, and the easy way they had fallen in together.
Soon, the conversation gave way to the sighs of diners with contented tummies, and the sound of Corazon singing again as she cleared the empty dishes away to be washed. All in all, Elaine had to say it was a very pleasant soundtrack.
While Corazon was busy, he leaned close to Elaine. “When and do you want to tell her about... magic?”
She leaned against him in return, nuzzling his cheek. “We should tell her soon,” she said, “She’s got at least one friend on the Valarnet, and she’s bound to notice the strange things that keep happening around you and me.”
He planted a kiss on her lips and nodded. Then he leaned back and smiled softly as Corazon came back. “Got a minute for a serious adults only talk, princesa?”
Corazon glanced between Harry and Elaine, as if trying to figure out what sort of a grown-up talk was in store.
“You’re not in any kind of trouble,” Elaine assured her, reading between the lines, “Harry and I just have some important things we want to talk to you about. Okay?”
Cora nodded. “Okay.”
“You know about the dreams some. And you need to know a little more. Sometimes, some things come through from the dreams. Items, but also... different effects.” Harry held up a hand, and pointed at the nearest candle. “Flickum Bickus.”
And the candle lit, smoothly, for once. And Harry thanked the stars for that.
Elaine knew what to expect, but Corazon’s eyes got big as saucers when Harry lit the candle in the center of the table. The girl pointed, waving at the cheerful little flame, which danced in the disturbance of the air around it.
“You...did you...” she looked from the candle, to Harry. “You’re a real wizard? Like Gandalf?”
Harry nodded and smiled softly. “For real. The powers came from the dreams. I can only do little stuff, so far. But it’s real, for me, anyway.” He shook his head. “Feels weird, still, but it also feels right, in a way.”
“Mom too?” she asked, still awestruck.
Elaine nodded, and held out her arms, pulling the little girl into a hug, and kissing the top of her head. “Me too. But my magic is a little different than Harry’s.”
Corazon nodded. “You made my bruises go away after dance class,” she said, “This is awesome! But...I can’t tell anybody at school about it, can I?”
Harry shook his head. “No. Not really. Nobody not on Valarnet can be told. Those there might not believe you, but they won’t react badly, mostly. But people with no exposure to the dreams and to what we feel and see, well, they probably would react not well to magic being real.”
He smiled softly to her, taking one of her hands, and willing his to be warmer, just slightly. that he could do. “I just wanted to share this with you, because your mother and I, we trust you, and we want you to know when something important happens.”
Corazon nodded astutely, but there was a little glint of pride in her daughter’s eyes at being trusted with their secret. “Will I dream too, because Mom does?”
Harry shook his head. “I don’t know. I haven’t seen you in my dreams yet, but that doesn’t mean I won’t, or that you couldn’t have a whole other set of dreams. Just don’t be sad if you do not. It doesn’t make you any less special. I like you for being the Corazon who I can play games with and watch cartoons around.” He nodded.
The little girl smiled, and closed the distance between Elaine’s chair and Harry’s, leaning against his arm.
“Maybe Cora can be the one to throw baseballs at us while we practice shield-magic,” Elaine suggested. “Although, maybe we should start with nerf balls and beanbags.”
Harry hugged her close, and smiled. Then he nodded to Elaine. “Yes. Soft things. And maybe water balloons to make it fun?” He winked over Cora’s head at Elaine, grinning.
“Water balloons!” both ladies exclaimed together. Elaine laughed, and Corazon bounced a little, hugging Harry tighter.
“Yes, but I think right now we ought to have dessert and get ready for bed, because tonight is a school night.”
Harry hugged them both, and laughed, and grinned widely. “Sounds good. Who’s ready for apple turnovers?” He smirked as he rose and took the turnovers out of the oven where they had been just warming, sliding the pan carefully onto the stove. He levered the pieces to separate plates for them all and handed them out.
Corazon bounced back to her seat, cheering as Harry delivered the dessert. Elaine smiled at him as well, knowing that there would be all sorts of fun for them afterwards as well.
“I think a scoop of vanilla would go nicely with these, don’t you?” she asked, giving Corazon a conspiratorial grin as she went to get the ice cream from the freezer. She and Cora had made it themselves, the week before, and had been saving it to share with Harry.
“Really? I think it will go very well.” He smiled to all of them, and sighed. He felt happy. this was home. This was family. And how had that happened? He had no idea. But it was true.
He looked at Corazon, smiling. She was cute and smart and stubborn, and nice, and good, and she was of an age that he thought she would grow to a good young woman. She was of an age that... He hmmed. She had been born just after he and Elaine had been parted. By a year or more likely. Right? yeah. Must be.
If Elaine had known what Harry was thinking, she might have been a little concerned. She’d often pondered the math herself. But right now, that was the last thing on her mind, as she juggled scoops of ice cream and turned them out onto the plates. All she knew was that there was a sense of belonging around them, and she hoped that it would stay.
Ice cream and turnovers were consumed and Corazon was consigned, with hugs, to her bedroom. And then Harry snuggled Elaine on the couch, to start.
“I like this.”
Elaine rested in his arms, the faint sounds of soft music filtering out from Corazon’s bedroom. It seemed that she had borrowed one of Elaine’s spa samplers to fall asleep too. Elaine smiled, and kissed Harry’s cheek. “Me too.”
Harry smiled and kissed her nose. Something he had been thinking for days flooded him, and he nodded slowly. then he spoke softly.
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
Elaine hardly even batted an eyelash at the words, though she felt a swell of warmth in her chest as they passed her lips. It felt natural to say it back to him, and it was sincere. She did love him. She’d loved him for a long time now, but it was growing. Changing into something that she hoped would last a long time.
He smiled brighter and kissed her again, warmly, passionately. “You make me happier than I have ever been. Being here is incredible. It feels right. And being with you... is always right.” he stroked her hair and smiled. “We should go back to the bedroom, love.”
“We should.” She gave him another quick kiss before getting up from the couch, and retrieving the bag of...party favors. Nodding her head in the direction of the bedroom, she started down the hall, keeping her voice low. “The key for this is in my jewelry box anyway.”
Harry smiled as he rose, and followed her, nodding. “Good place for it.” He smiled, watching her move. “You have very nice nooks and crannies to hide things in...” He smirked a little as he watched her. She was beautiful and it made him shiver with desire.
“You know it,” she quipped, winking at him over her shoulder. Once in the bedroom, she shut the door--and locked it--behind them, and went to the dresser to retrieve the key in question. While she was there, she pulled the clips out of her hair and let it tumble down her back.
Harry smirked. “Should conduct a thorough search sometime, make sure you’re not hiding anything else.” He winked, then followed her in and watched her go. Her hair coming down made him groan. He loved that hair. When she turned, key in hand, she would find herself guided to the bed and sat down. “I’ve been hungry all night...” And his hands started at her pants...
“Oh? And what might I be hiding?” She let him sit her on the bed, lifting her hips when he was ready to slide her pants off, and clutching the key as he continued to undress her. “You won’t go home unsatisfied.”
“I have no idea, hence the need for an indepth probing of the situation.” He smirked at her. He pulled her pants down and off, and her underwear after them. And he kissed along her thighs toward her folds, gently sliding his hands up her legs as he parted them and knelt between them, eyes flicking to hers as he planted a kiss there, eyes dark and breath hot with desire already.
She watched him, her stormy eyes darkening as they met his, and her breathing quickened. Her eyelids fluttered, and her pulse raced, and she twirled the silver ring on her right hand just to keep from squirming with anticipation. Harry got to call the shots...for now.
Harry swirled his tongue into her as his hands stroked her thighs and spread her open, wider, teasing her with tongue and lips and teeth, groaning as he nipped and suckled at her lips and at her clit, when he found it.
She leaned back, spreading her legs yet wider, and bracing herself with her hands. She wanted to see his face when he made her come
He kept his eyes on hers as his fingers stroked her, and his mouth moaned into her, his tongue danced in her and over her, around and around, teasing and stroking her clit. A finger slid into her pussy, and he groaned as he felt how hot and wet she was.
Elaine shivered as his fingers and tongue probed her, making her moan. “Ngh...Harry...” She tossed her head a little, running her fingers through her hair. “Feels good.”
Harry moaned into her at her words, at the feeling of her hands. One finger slid into her again and then a second one and a third, pumping in and out of her as his tongue and teeth stroked her clit and folds. She felt so good!
Every stroke seemed to make her wetter, and she rocked eagerly but gently under his touch whenever he hit a particularly sensitive spot. She closed her eyes as the pleasure built, crying out as she felt it start to crest.
His other hand slid down to grope her ass as he licked faster and harder, paying attention to her movements and sounds, and teasing those sensitive spots until she came.
Elaine threw her head back as it washed over her, making her back arch and her legs tremble. She collapsed backwards on the bed as it passed, leaving her shivering in the aftermath, arms outstretched as if to embrace the moment.
“Come here, you,” she said, opening her hand to offer him the key to his bag of magic tricks. “Show me what else you’ve got.”
Harry smirked and slid up her kissing along her body and chuckled. “What else I’ve got?” he opened the bag and revealed tingling and heating lube, body jelly, handcuffs, and nipple clamps. And more. He kissed her, then, and smirked, grinding his hard cock against her thighs and belly and folds.
Her eyes sparkled with mischief as Harry showed her the contents of the bag, and wondered if he planned on trying all of it in one night. She smiled and moaned into the kiss, wrapping her legs around him, and scratching his scalp with the pads of her fingers. “Are your nipples big enough for clamps?”
He chuckled. “They might be. We’ll just have to see.” He was always willing to try new things and would try anything out if he asked her to. He ground against her and kissed her. “The handcuffs are adjustable in size....” he kissed her again and again and smirked. “MMm, and it can all wait, until and unless we are ready.”
“Mm...” She hummed into the kisses, and rocked up against him. “It feels like you’re ready to cut to the chase already, without any extra bells and whistles.”
“Are you?” He kissed her slowly, warmly. “Because I admit, doing all that made me hotter than I know what to do with. and I would really like to make love to you now.”
Harry smirked. “Maybe we can add in bells and whistles the second round..” He winked at her.
She moved her hips, capturing him against the mouth of her sex, poised to take him in with the slightest thrust. “Promises, promises,” she said, teasing. “What are you waiting for?”
He whimpered at her move and he kissed her, hard, lips moving against hers. “Nothing.” And he thrust, shuddering as he slid into her, slow, sure, and to the hilt. And when he was there, he moaned her name. Nothing, and no one had ever felt like this. “Elaine!” He shuddered and bucked in her, then got control and slowly rolled his hips, out then in.
“Nnngh, yessss.”
Elaine let out a low moan as Harry slid home, gasping as he thrust again. She tensed her muscles around him, moving in counterpoint to his rhythm. It felt so much better than the first time, all those years ago. So much better.
“God, Harry, you feel incredible.”
Harry shuddered as he kissed her, hand stroking her breasts, teasing her nipples as he groaned her name. “Yes, oh yessss. You do too, Elaine.”
He began moving in her, hard, fast, with long thrusts of that hard cock into her oh so tight and wet pussy. She felt so silky smooth, so incredible, he couldn’t help but be groaning already.
His teasing made her tighten around him all the more, as if to draw him deeper still. She planted her feet on the mattress, hips moving with subtle intensity as she rocked to meet his impassioned thrusts. They were the harmony of finesse and power, and she loved every minute of it.
Her movements were more graceful than his but he felt like they met and matched somewhere along the way, and he groaned for the sheer pleasure of it. He leaned in and caught her lips with his own and moaned her name. His hands caught her breasts, fully catching them in his grips, even as he willed magic to come to his call, having practiced this one over and over. And his hands warmed and tingled, and her breasts would too...
Who needed warming lubricants when you had Harry’s magic hands? Elaine could feel her skin tingle at his touch, her nipples growing harder and more sensitive; her pussy getting wetter and wetter. She whimpered as his thrusts hit her back walls and made her back arch in pleasure.
“Stars, you look so sexy, Elaine. The way you move, and the face you make... it makes me groan every time...” He thrust faster in her, feeling his own climax approaching. He was still out of practice at endurance at this, and he was hoping they would go a number of rounds...
Elaine smirked, laughing breathlessly as she reached down around her outer thigh and between Harry’s legs. Long, nimble fingers searched for a pressure point between his scrotum and anus, said to interrupt the signals from certain nerves and delay ejaculation. Not that she didn’t enjoy pleasing him, and feeling him come inside of her, but she didn’t think either one of them were quite ready to be done yet.
Besides, even if it didn’t work, at least it would feel good.
Harry cried out at that touch, and bucked, but felt the feeling recede and he smirked at her. “Magic touch indeed...”
She laughed, a rich, sultry sound, and drew her hand back up to the slope of his ass, giving a nice, firm grope. “That? That’s just a little acupressure.”
He groaned as he smiled and wiggled in her grope. “Oh really? Hmm. Nice. I’ll have to remember that.” He kissed her again.
She moaned into the kiss, tensing her muscles around him as he wiggled. Perhaps what seemed like a simple practice to her was mysterious and magical to Harry. She was sure some of his daily practices were just as strange to her. But the important thing was that they seemed to complement one another well...in more than just the bedroom.
“Have I mentioned how incredibly wildly amazing you are?”
Harry smirked as he stroked her hair and her face, and he rolled his hips slowly. “You feel incredible. did you have a reason for that?”
"For what?" She asked, "feeling incredible?" Slowly, rhythmically, she tensed and relaxed around him, making subtle movements in response to his. "I've been working out? And I really, really like you."
“No, for the stopping of the thing with your hand... whatever that is called.” He grinned at her. “I really really like you, too.”
“It’s called The Million Dollar Spot,” she said, “And I don’t know. I guess I just wasn’t finished with you yet.”
Harry nodded. “I’ll remember that.” He smiled softly. “Okay.” He stroked her face and her hair, rolling his hips as he slid in and out of her. “I am fond of lots of doing things with you.”
“Mm, I love the things you do,” she breathed, arching beneath him. She could still feel the slow burn of pleasure in her core, glowing like an ember, and warming her through and through.
He smirked as he kissed her again and again, slowly speeding back up, then slowing down again, grinning. “You make me breathless.”
“Me too,” she whispered, panting as she felt that tingling warmth inside of her begin to grow. “Sometimes, when you look at me, I want to get so lost in your eyes that I can’t remember where I end and you begin.”
He moved within her, with steady slow thrusts. and kissed her again. “I feel it like that too. LIke I could forget everything else, and yet remember it all.”
"It feels good," she breathed, tightening her pelvic muscles in rhythmic pulses. She could almost taste the magic on his tongue, and her own; like some illusive spice that tickled the edges of her memory but she couldn't quite name.
“Good. I like making you feel good...” Slowly, his thrusts got faster, and harder, bringing them toward a harder beat. He groaned as he filled her over and over, her body feeling incandescently true and hot around him.
Elaine just moaned, her eyes almost completely closed as she let herself get caught up in the heat and passion of their bodies. It was never just sex between them, but now it was so much more. “So close, Harry,” she gasped, “So--oh!” And she was there, gripping him tightly in an orgasmic, fully-body embrace; the night-light across the room flickering with the released of energy.
As she came around him, he cried out, and he came suddenly and powerfully after her, and the light didn’t just flicker, it popped and went dark, even as warmth and incandescence flowed from him. Two candles on her dresser lit with flaring high fires, that slowly sank to normal height.
“Wow...”
She gasped as the bulb burnt out and the candles flamed, her body tightening around him that much more as she felt his essence--and power--flowing into and around her. “Oh...” She let it roll over her, until she could finally catch her breath; laughing softly.
“Nice fireworks.”
Harry laughed. “I guess I don’t know my own strength. Sorry.” He kissed her and snuggled in against her, and in her, wiggling. “You are an awfully nice woman to have sex with, my love.” His eyes danced.
Shivering around him, Elaine laughed softly, the motion doing interesting things down below. Nothing seemed to have gotten scorched, so she wasn't too worried about the pyrotechnics. It had just caught her by surprise. "I like it. I just hope we didn't wake up Cora."
He moaned softly, and shivered. “Me too. Not that I mind her knowing, but it would be rude.” He chuckled and kissed her, hard, one hand sliding under her and groping her ass.
Elaine sighed, kneading at Harry’s low back. She didn’t mind Cora knowing, in theory; she just didn’t want her to be frightened, if any other bulbs had burned out. Fortunately, Elaine didn’t hear any sounds of concern or complaining from across the hall, so she let herself relax under Harry’s ministrations. “How are you holding up?”
“Very well. Apparently I’m building up more endurance working full time, sleeping for real on a real bed, and eating real food.” He grinned at her. “Whodathunk?”
“Mm...” She ran her fingers through his hair, and kissed him softly. “Whatever it is, I think it’s working for you. For both of us, actually.”
Harry nodded. “I think so too.” He kissed her again. “I do love coming here and spending time with you, and with Corazon, too. But especially with you.”
“You were really good with her at dinner,” Elaine said with admiration. “Of course, you always were, even when she was little.” She sighed. “I’m so glad the two of you get along. I don’t know what I’d do if you didn’t.”
“I enjoy time with her and hope we never have to find out.” He paused and hugged her. “Instead, we’ll just have a good time.”
“Mm.” Elaine agreed, wholeheartedly. “I love being with you.”
Harry kissed her again and nodded slowly. “I could stand to do it more often. Think you could stand, the two of you, to see me here twice a week?” He felt like he wanted to be a larger part of their lives, so he asked.
“I would like that a lot,” she said, punctuating it with another kiss. “I’ll ask Cora in the morning, but I don’t think she will object.”
Harry nodded, smiling softly. ”Good.” Then he grinned. “How’s your endurance going?”
He winked at her. It was going, he felt, to be a very good night.
Elaine just smiled, and arched her back, whispering a word to add a touch of kinetic force and roll him over on his back. “I feel good.”
He laughed for joy and then wiggled. “Mmm, good. I do love it when you take control.”