Chapter 45

Author's Note: Quite possibly my favorite chapter of all. I had fun writing it, and not just because of the extremely smutty smut part. Hope you like it, too!

Also, guys, I'm afraid that this is the last chapter. It has been a great run and I certainly want to continue it, but I think Chris and Robert's story (at least this part) will end here. If I do continue, it will be in a new fic altogether. Please let me know what you guys think, any suggestions for a new fic, (if you even want one) and as always many many hugs to you guys!

Chris sighed gratefully as she walked into the house. Her meeting had run longer than expected and she had been anxious to get home to her husband and daughter. Aurora was 3 months old and growing fast and was already the light of her parents' eyes. With great reluctance she had decided to return to work and Robert, who had just finished his own movie, was more than supportive of her choice. He had gladly stayed with Aurora while Chris went to meet with a producer, happy to get some quality time with the baby.

Dropping her purse on the kitchen table, Chris walked into the living room and smiled. Robert was stretched out on the sofa, Aurora curled up on his bare chest. Both were fast asleep, though Robert's arms were wrapped around the baby protectively. Grabbing the camera, Chris snapped off a few pictures, unable to pass up on the moment. Once finished, she set the camera down and moved to the duo. She bent over and kissed Robert softly as she lifted Aurora from his arms. Neither woke and she put Aurora in her crib, returning to the living room a moment later.

As carefully as possible she stretched out beside Robert, smiling as he unconsciously turned and pulled her closer, burying his face in her hair. She stroked his arm lightly, not really thinking about anything in particular, just relaxing and enjoying being in his arms. She wasn't surprised when she felt a soft kiss on her shoulder.

"How was your meeting?" he asked and she rolled over to face him, pressing her forehead to his.

"Fine. I think I am going to accept." She replied and he smiled, eyes opening sleepily.

"Good. I think you should. It's a good director with a good budget." He said and she nodded.

"How was Ro?" she asked, stroking his slightly stubbly cheek and he grinned.

"Perfect, as always. I really need to spend more time with her. I can't believe how big she is already." He said, and then remembered something else. "Oh, and Indio will be here around 6. Deb is dropping him off after practice."

"I think you two should spend some time together alone. Everything has been revolving around the baby for the past few months, I don't want him to feel left out." She said and he grinned.

"I was thinking the same thing. I think I'll take him out tomorrow, maybe go to a Lakers game or something." He said and she nodded. Unable to wait any longer, he kissed her softly. It was just supposed to be a brief, appreciative kiss, but as Chris's nails trailed down his side and chest, he deepened it. They hadn't had much time together since Aurora he come along and even when they did they were usually too sleep deprived to do much. But both were very much awake in that moment and Chris sighed happily as Robert's lips traveled over her cheek and down her neck. Rolling on top of her and working her shirt out of her pants, he grinded against her lightly…until the baby monitor came alive with loud, hungry cries.

"Damn." Chris grunted in frustration and he groaned, climbing off of her. Chris went to the baby's room with an apologetic look back at her disappointed husband. Robert decided that a shower was in order, maybe a cold one at that, and headed for the bedroom.

The weekend passed uneventfully. Robert and Indio enjoyed a "Guys Only" day and Chris could tell it was just what the boy needed. He talked excitedly about the game and even getting to meet a few of the players and he had even brought back a tiny Lakers shirt for his little sister.

"It's never too early." He declared to Chris's amusement, but she shook her head.

"It's wonderful, Indio, but I'm afraid no daughter of mine will wear anything other than the best- Miami Heat." She said and Indio's jaw dropped, along with Robert's.

"Miami?!" both screeched and she nodded firmly, laughing as the guys started groaning in despair.

"Go Heat!" Chris said, raising Aurora's small hand in a cheer.

"Come on, Indio. At least one of my children won't be tainted with such nonsense." Robert grumbled and the two went to the kitchen, Chris laughing as she watched them go.

The rest of the week passed quickly with Chris busy in talks for the new movie and even throwing Robert's name into the mix. Robert, for his part, was happy to play House Husband for the time being. He merrily did the shopping, cleaning, and Aurora-sitting while she worked. On Friday evening he even went out for Chris's favorite ice cream at her pitiful request. Naturally, the only store that carried it was halfway across town, but he didn't mind.

When he returned to the house, however, he noticed the lights were turned off. Nearly tripping over Dart in the dark, he put the ice cream away and made his way to the bedroom. Expecting to find Chris fast asleep, he was surprised to see the room warmly lit by several strategically placed candles. The bed sheets had been changed from practically cotton to shimmering dark satin and he turned at a quiet cough behind him. His jaw nearly fell through the floor at the sight.

Chris stood in the corner, dressed in deep purple and lacy black lingerie. Her hair was wild and wavy and her eyes were dark with clear intent. Walking forward towards him, the candle light fell over her body and Robert nearly began to drool.

"Wh-what's the occasion?" he stammered, eyes raking over her.

"Just a thank you for being such a good husband lately." She replied.

"What about Aurora?" he asked, dreading to be interrupted yet again.

"She is at Deb's for the night." Chris replied and he could only nod dumbly. She walked closer to him until they were breathing the same air, though not quite touching. "It's just you…" Her lips brushed over his. "..and me." She kissed his slackened mouth chastely. "Touch me, Robert." She only had to ask once before his hands were on her hips, pulling her body flush against his, lips crashing against hers hungrily.

"Oh god, I've missed you…" he gasped, pushing her back onto the bed. Chris grabbed his shirt, pulling him down on top of her, and he groaned as her fingers deftly released him from his jeans. He stroked into her hand anxiously, already raging hard and aching for release. It had been too long with too many painful interruptions and he quickly had to push her hand away. "This will end far too fast if you don't stop that…" he warned and she grinned wickedly. Before he knew what had happened she had them flipped over and he choked back a cry as she swallowed him whole in one fell swoop. She worked him roughly and, when he had the strength to raise his head and look down he saw that she was giving him an ample view of her cleavage. It was all too much and, with a strangled warning, he pulsed hotly down her throat. She licked her lips erotically and slid up his body, taking his shirt off as she went.

"There. Now we don't have to rush and can take our time." She purred, kissing him deeply. She was right, it would take time for him to recover, and he intended to make her efforts well worth her while. Rolling them over, his eyes took her in. The lacy bra accentuated and lifted her breasts tantalizingly and he decided to pay homage to them first. He ran his tongue over her cleavage occasionally mouthing her hard nipples through the thin material. As he continued his ministrations, he shucked off the rest of his clothing. With one finger, he pulled the cup of her bra down and sucked hard on her nipple, causing her to arch her back wantonly. Her hands found his hair, holding him to her and moaning at the sensations he was causing.

Finally leaving her delicious breasts, he kissed his way down her body to inspect the matching thongs. They were so thin they were nearly see-through and he grinned as he saw that they were already soaked. His finger trailed down the idle of the material and he heard her gasp at his teasing. He upped the ante and followed the imaginary trail with his tongue, making sure to press against her concealed clit and moaning as he tasted her. Her hips arched up at the contact and he moved his hands to her thighs to hold her down on the mattress. Looking up, he saw she was grasping the sheets with white knuckles and got an idea. Sliding her thongs partway down her thighs, he looked up at her.

"Touch yourself for me." He said. Chris looked down at him in surprise and he smiled. "Please, baby, I want to watch you." She bit her lip at his request but slowly slid a hand down her stomach to between her legs. He kissed one thigh softly as she began to move her finger over her clit. He continued kissing wherever he could reach and saw that, as self-conscious as she was, she soon got into the eroticism of him watching. Her eyes closed with a soft sigh and her other hand moved to cup her breast, massaging gently.

"Robert…" she moaned and he had to remind himself to exhale. As the air escaped his lips it washed over her and her moans became louder.

"Th-that's it, baby. A little faster." He stammered and she obeyed with a whimper of pleasure. He saw her roll a nipple between her thumb and forefinger and was pleased that she had started to enjoy this new twist. God knew he was enjoying it! Her finger below began to stray lower, dipping into herself and he couldn't hold back any longer. Nosing her hand back to her clit, he smiled at her. "Here. Let me." He said and moved his tongue deep inside her. Chris nearly flew off the bed, her finger moving faster against herself. The dual sensations soon had her sobbing in release and he gently licked her clean.

"Holy god, that was…amazing!" she exclaimed and he chuckled quietly as he completely removed her thongs. Moving back up her body, he reached behind her and unfastened her bra, finally releasing her breasts from their constraints. He pressed a soft kiss above her heart as he positioned himself at her trembling entrance. He was hard again, aching to join back into the fun.

"Now I know what you look like when I'm on location." He said and she giggled, kissing him. He smiled at her and kissed her softly. "Now together." He whispered and slid into her deeply. She sighed in pleasure, finally feeling that wonderful fullness and completion she had missed for so long. He kissed her neck and shoulders as he began to move in her, taking his time in building them back up. Chris, however, had other plans, and moved in counterpoint to his thrusts, adding friction that soon had him picking up the pace. Lips never parting, he held her body tightly against his as their climaxes hit simultaneously.

They cuddled on the bed as their bodies calmed, soft kisses and caresses passing between them. As he pressed a kiss to her cheek, however, he saw that her eyes were unfocused, lost in thought. He could tell that whatever she was thinking about was troubling from the unconscious frown.

"What's wrong, baby?" he asked quietly and she sighed.

"Nothing. It's just…oh, Robert, it's so stupid…" she said, shaking her head. He grinned, knowing exactly the problem. Kissing her gently, he climbed out of bed and began dressing. "What are you doing?" she asked.

"I'll be right back." He replied and left her with a confused frown.

Twenty minutes later, he returned and Chris breathed a sigh of relief as he handed her Aurora.

"Deb said she was impressed we lasted as long as we did. She wasn't able to go longer than an hour the first time she left Indio. We lasted nearly three." He said, sitting down beside them on the bed.

"She wasn't angry that you showed up so late?" she asked and he laughed.

"She already had Ro's bag packed and by the door. She remembers what it is like and wasn't angry at all." He explained and Chris grinned. Lying down in the bed, Aurora safe between them, they fell asleep, their bond as strong as ever.