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Two weeks. That's how long it had taken for Saylor's fingers to fall off, and Louis couldn't be more relieved. He had gone through hell seeing them dying and changing colors, always keeping mittens on her. Louis was terrified of them falling off and losing them somewhere around the house forever. Even more terrified of losing them, was not noticing if they ever fell off, and Ian finding them. It was fact that if they lost something, Ian was bound to find it at some point.

Fortunately for him, they had stayed in the mittens and Harry had been the one to notice them when he took them off to give her a bath. Saylor now had ten fingers and the wound was almost completely closed and scabbed over. It had been stressful when they thought she was in constant pain, but their baby girl had never showed any signs of distress.

What was unfortunate was when Ian had spotted them on the counter in the bathroom where Harry had left them to take them to Dr. Whitefield so she could properly dispose of them. He had screamed "Bug!" as he pointed at them so one of his parents could kill it off when he didn't even bother.

He had gotten into the habit of pointing out the bugs around the house when they had gotten a spider infestation. The toddler would get into everything, and get his hands on anything. They had started potty training him the week before, and so far Ian was making progress. The only downside was that either parent had to be there while Ian was relieving himself, or he wouldn't do it at all.

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"Bug!" Ian shouted, pointing at the small spider in front of him.

"You disgusting piece o-" Louis shouted, about to kill it with Harry's shoe.

"Don't kill it!" Harry interrupted him, grabbing a piece of paper and the glass he had been drinking water in.

"It's in my house!" Louis argued, about to kill it when Harry trapped it in between the glass and the paper, heading to the sliding door.

"Peanut, could you please open the door for daddy? He has a friend and he needs to go back outside." Harry asked his son, smiling when Ian ran to open it, "Thank you, baby." He thanked him after Ian had struggled to open it, but had opened it nonetheless (With Harry's help, but Ian didn't have to know that when he looked so proud of himself).

"We'come." Ian smiled as he watched his daddy release the spider, letting him wrap his arm around his little waist as soon as the spider ran away.

"Bye bye spider!" Harry waved at it, smiling when Ian started waving too.

"Bye bye spide'" Ian repeated, looking all cute.

Harry closed and locked the door, letting Ian run back into his property, where only his sisters were allowed in. Louis had gone back to doing some work now that the twins were asleep and Ian was entertained in his playhouse. Harry took a seat on the couch, careful not to disturb Louis as he texted Liam. The lad had been a nervous mess now that his wedding was coming up in August and Zayn was already insisting on a baby. His argument was that he and his mother weren't getting any younger, which Liam found completely crazy seeing as the Maliks didn't look a day older as time passed by. The only one getting old was Liam!

"Who are you texting?" Louis asked, and when Harry looked at him, he saw him looking right back at him with raised brows.

"Liam. He's freaking out about the wedding and Zayn, says he keeps insisting on getting pregnant before the wedding." Harry explained, "And Liam wants to wait after the wedding."

"Oh yeah. Zayn told me and I agree with him. The wedding is only a month away so what's the difference. Zayn might not even get pregnant right away." Louis shrugged, looking on Ian's direction when heard a loud crash.

"Ian, be careful." Louis told him, going back to paying attention to Harry as soon as Ian yelled that he was okay.

"Shouldn't they both be in the same page about this?" Harry asked, "I told him to have a serious conversation with him."

Louis nodded in agreement before going back to his laptop, texting Gemma about information he needed. The day went by without nothing major happening, until night came around and Harry was in the shower. Louis found himself sneaking in to grab some Advil for his headache when he heard him. The unmistakable sounds of Harry getting off in the shower, and he didn't know why but that was like a slap to the face. He forgot all about the pills and rushed out of the bathroom, going straight to bed and closing his eyes to try and fall asleep.

He was still awake when Harry walked out of the bathroom and went straight to bed. He laid down in his own space a few inches away from Louis, let out a satisfied sigh, and fell asleep right away. Louis just wanted to punch him in the balls. It continued like that for two more weeks, when the twins were turning a month old and Ian's birthday was coming up.

Louis had dedicated all that time to organize him a birthday party like the year before. It had gone great when everybody had showed up and had had a good time. They couldn't believe their son was already two years old, they were happy but also dreading the terrible two's. But if they really thought about it, Ian had already prematurely started the terrible two's phase. Oh how wrong they were.

Apart from having to be after him all the time and taking care of the twins, Louis felt like he and Harry never got to have any alone time. He loved how Harry was a great father to their children, but sometimes it bothered him just how much attention he paid to them while he barely got any. It had been months without sex and it was driving Louis crazy. No matter how many times he tried to start something, Harry would always get distracted with their kids or something else. It was like Harry was completely clueless about Louis' advances. Louis even missed getting slapped on the ass for god's sake!

But most of all, he missed cuddling while watching tv. He missed when they cooked together or when they got so romantic that it was embarrassing. Louis could care less if they were embarrassing, they were only two people in love. He missed their random fucks in the kitchen, in the bathroom or living room. Those had ended the moment Ian had learned how to walk and open doors, they really did need to childproof the house again when Ian was too much. After they had done that, it had been frustrating for Ian when he could no longer open the doors. He had settled for releasing energy in other ways, driving his parents completely crazy.

The one time Louis and Harry were able to stay in bed and cuddle, was a sunday morning. The twins were asleep in their bassinets after they had fed them, and Ian was in the potty. Harry had been completely surprised when Ian hadn't need him there with him at all, and he was so damn proud of his son. That's why Harry was in bed and cuddling his husband who he had missed. The piles of dirty laundry could wait for another day.

"Shouldn't Ian be done by now?" Louis asked, knowing Ian had pullups on, but he still needed help with wiping if he had pooped.

"Maybe." Harry shrugged, "I gave him one of those potty training books to read while he pooped and told him to shout for me when he's done."

Louis sat up as soon as Harry was done talking, "I need to go check on him." He said as he made his way to the bathroom, stopping when he heard the toilet flushing and Ian's giggles. The evil giggles that told them he had done something.

He rushed to the bathroom where he found Ian crawling out of the small space, his pants soaking wet when the toilet was overflowing. He couldn't function enough to stop it until Harry walked in and stopped it, that's when Louis picked Ian up and put him in the bathtub to keep him from escaping. They assessed the damage, figuring out what was going on when they saw the empty roll of toilet paper when it had been half full.

"You said you were going to poop, not clog the toilet!" Harry yelled at Ian as he made his way to the cabinet to get the plastic gloves they used when they cleaned the toilet, "You didn't even pee!" He continued yelling, making Ian cry when he realized he was in trouble.

"Don't yell." Louis glared at him.

"Get some towels and help me clean this up." Harry glared back, then looked at Ian, "And you're grounded, no tv at all...no nothing. You can play with this empty toilet paper roll for the rest of your childhood." Harry grabbed it and put it in front of Ian.

He immediately felt bad when Ian grabbed it and held it close to him, looking down at his bare feet as he cried. He let out a loud sigh and took his gloves off, picking Ian up soon after. He grabbed the empty roll and threw it away then made his way to the bedroom, making sure to dry his feet on the towel Louis had put on the floor then put his slippers on. He set Ian down on the bed, making sure his son was looking at him.

"You said you were going to poop, and I know I shouldn't have left you alone in there. So this is my fault too, but you can't waste toilet paper. It is not a toy, that's why you have a lot of toys to play with. Don't waste toilet paper again, understand? Do not dump it in the toilet, Ian." Harry tried to explain the best he could, hugging his son when he sniffled.

"Now let's go change your clothes, they're wet with toilet water and that's yucky." Harry kissed his cheek, "Yucky yucky."

"Yucky." Ian repeated.

"That's right, peanut."

Harry quickly changed him and when he was done, he left Ian on his bed before going to the bathroom to try and fix it. He put the gloves back on and took a deep breath before putting his hand in there to try and remove the toilet paper. He was relieved when he got almost all of it and the water started descending, that's when he flushed again and everything was back to normal. He helped Louis clean up and disinfect the floors, then decided to do the laundry once and for all, never noticing Louis growing more and more frustrated when they never had time alone.

The next time Louis heard Harry getting off in the shower, he had enough, he wanted to rip his balls off. He marched into the bathroom and opened the shower door, startling Harry who quickly let go of his dick and used both hands to cover himself.

"What do you think you're doing?" Louis crossed his arms over his chest.

"Showering. What's it look like I'm doing?" Harry played dumb, but his face said another story when he was blushing a deep red.

"Oh really?" Louis glared at him, his arms falling to his sides as he sniffled, "Okay then, enjoy your shower." He said before he walked away, leaving Harry feeling like shit when it was clear Louis knew what he had been up to.

He quickly finished showering and his routine before going to bed, and when he finally turned the bathroom light off he made his way to the bed. Louis was sitting on the bed with the babies laying down in front of him, both of them facing the other as they made cooing noises. Louis kissed the bottom of their foots, making sure they were comfortable and safe before he got up to go check on Ian now that Harry was there. His son was asleep on his bed hugging his giraffe and the baby doll, having found it again in their closet, then had proceeded to show his parents his great discovery.

Louis fixed the blanket around him then kissed his forehead before going back to his bedroom where he found Harry playing with their daughters. He smiled a little at the way he was making silly faces at them, sticking his tongue out, seeing Samantha sticking her little tongue out. That surprised Louis, even more when Saylor did the same, and made him wonder if it was normal. He kept watching until both girls let out a series of cooing sounds, making Harry chuckle and kiss their hands.

"How's Ian doing?" Harry asked as soon as he noticed Louis standing by the door.

"He's doing good, still sleeping." Louis fiddled with the sleeves of his shirt, then walked to the bathroom to pee.

When he walked back into the bathroom, the babies were in their bassinets about to fall asleep and Harry was waiting on the bed. It was clear he wanted to talk when he looked at him as soon as he had walked out. Louis let out a loud sigh and made his way to the bed, intending to go to sleep but Harry wasn't going to go to sleep with that dark cloud looming over them.

"I didn't know if it was okay to ask." Harry started, "And you're probably still sore from the C Section and I don't want to hurt you." He explained, placing his hand on Louis' hip when the man wasn't even looking at him.

"We didn't have to fuck." Louis said, his voice slightly muffled by his pillow, but it was enough for Harry who had heard him.

Harry felt bad when Louis was clearly upset, so he moved closer to Louis and spooned him. He wrapped his hand around Louis' waist and nuzzled his face against the back of Louis' neck, kissing it at the same time. He felt Louis relaxing in his hold, smiling when his husband intertwined their fingers together and held his hand as tight as he could.

"Don't hesitate to ask me things, or give me your opinion on something. I know I can be a twat, but never hesitate because you're afraid of what my reaction is going to be. That's not how I want us to live for the rest of our lives." Louis said, feeling so much better after he had expressed himself.

"I promise you I will, it won't happen again." Harry promised, hugging Louis tighter.

"Now we should sleep." Louis suggested as he turned around to face Harry. He rested his head on his chest and fell asleep to Harry humming a tune and his hand rubbing his back.

After that night, things were almost back to normal. The almost normal being a quick hanjob early in the morning before the kids would wake up, a second one whenever they had time and then another one later that night. It was more exhausting than actually having sex and not as satisfying as the actual act. The day Ian had walked in on Harry getting Louis off in the shower was when they had started locking the doors, having to hear Ian cry until they would unlock it.

~*~

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Louis asked as he buckled Sammy up in her car seat, Saylor waiting on the bed with Ian all over her like always.

"Yes, I think it's time to get them out of the house again. They need air." Harry said so sure of himself.

They were out of groceries and instead of only one of them going, Harry had convinced Louis to go grocery shopping as a family. Louis wasn't so convinced but ended up agreeing anyway, deciding that they had nothing to lose. When they were already in the garage when Louis realized he had forgotten the girls bag, being that the most important thing. He had left the car seat on the floor by the door, knowing they were safe when Harry was already there trying to get Ian to sit down in his seat.

"Are you ready to sit in your seat now?" Harry asked Ian who was sitting on the driver's side, his little hands holding the steering wheel.

"No." Ian shook his head.

"Ian you have to sit so I can buckle you up." Harry said, then looked at his daughters, "And I have to get your sisters in the car too."

"Daddy, I bye bye." Ian waved at him before he grabbed the steering wheel again.

"You're going bye bye?" Harry asked, using his keys to lower the windows, "Okay, bye bye." He said as he shut the door and stepped away from the car to get his babies.

When he was standing in front of his babies, he bent down to grab their little hands and gently shake them as he murmured a hello. That's when Louis opened the door and the loud honk scared them, making them jump up startled and the twins cry. Harry was quick to turn around, seeing Ian standing up and leaning against the steering wheel not knowing what to do. He ran there and opened the door grabbing him right away, stopping the loud annoying sound. He didn't bother yelling when he knew Ian was just a child and had no idea it would happen, so instead he hugged him, feeling his little heart beating too fast.

"Are you okay, peanut?" Harry asked as he rubbed his back, already making his way to put him in his seat while Louis tried to calm down their daughters, "It's okay, baby. Your sisters are fine." Harry kissed the side of his head when Ian kept looking at his sisters.

It took them twenty more minutes to actually leave the house, and by the time they got to the store, Louis was already dreading it. As soon as Harry parked the car, Louis got out to get the babies while Harry got the stroller. He was impressed at how fast Harry had put it together, making quick work of passing the car seats to him. He smiled at Ian and kissed his cheek as he grabbed him, hearing his firstborn telling him a story in his gibberish. Louis would smile and nod along, sometimes talking too whenever he would understand what Ian was saying.

He was glad Ian didn't put up a fight when he placed him in the seat of the cart, letting Harry push the stroller as he made sure their girls had their pacifiers with them. They couldn't help but have an argument over which aisle to go first, until Louis walked off to get juice boxes for Ian. By the time they were getting the cold foods, before going to get fruits and vegetables, everything was going fine until one of the twins started crying. Ian turned to look at the stroller with a concerned look, and once he made sure Samantha was well taken care of by Harry, he turned back around.

"Do we get peaches or nectarines?" Louis asked, a plastic bag in his hands ready to pick whatever they decided, "I kinda want peaches." Louis said, knowing what was coming.

"Louis, I don't like the fuzz on the skin." Harry groaned.

"I'm taking four." Louis decided, and turned around to pick them before grabbing another bag to get nectarines for his hubby.

"I'm getting kale, I'll be right back." Harry said, kissing Louis' cheek on his way to get it.

"Gross." Louis wrinkled his nose, "Don't bring a lot of it."

"I'm making kale chips." Harry sing songed to his daughters who were watching him with hooded eyes as they sucked on their pacifiers, "Now watch daddy pick the best one there is. Watch and learn my little baby sprouts."

It took him a while but when he found the right one that was calling his name, he grabbed it and put it in a plastic bag. He made his way back, finding Ian reaching for some bananas before giving them to Louis who put them in a bag. It went like that for the rest of their time, their kids behaving and them having a good time, looking like a normal family. Until it was time to pay and Ian grabbed a bag of beef jerky, refusing to let go of it, already looking at Harry with puppy eyes.

"No, I'm not even sure if he can chew that." Louis shook his head when Harry looked at him, then took them away, catching Ian by surprise.

"Mummy!" The response was immediate, Ian's cries echoing around the area they were standing in.

"I said no." Louis calmly told him, hoping for him to shut up, "When mummy says no, it means no."

Instead of calming down like Louis hoped, Ian only cried louder. Louis was starting to get embarrassed when people started looking at them, some parents watching him with sympathy

"Ian, mummy said no." Harry spoke up, his voice full of authority.

Ian quickly stop crying, closing his mouth and looking at Harry with teary eyes as he put one of his hands over the other on his lap. He kept sniffling until they were making their way to the car, falling asleep as soon as Louis had buckled him up. Louis had planned to get him straight to bed, but Ian woke up as soon as he felt someone moving him.

"I help, mummy." Ian insisted, holding his little arm up so Louis could give him a bag.

Louis smiled as he looked for a bag, finding one with only the pull ups in it. He gave it to Ian then watched him go inside the house, almost making Harry trip on the man's way out. As they put the groceries away, letting Ian put away the ones on the lowest shelf, Harry couldn't stop thinking about taking Louis out. Just the two of them when it had been so long since they had been together.

He chewed on his bottom lip, wondering when it would be the best time to ask him. The house was a mess, toys scattered in every part of the house and Ian wouldn't stop pressing random buttons on his ABC learning alphabet apple. There were clean bottles that needed to be put away as well as Ian's snacks, then dirty bottles that needed to be washed. Louis was too busy planning the whole menu for the week instead of putting the rest of the groceries away.

Harry opened his mouth, but the twins interrupted him with their cries. They kept crying until Ian let out a loud annoyed sigh and made his way to them. He stopped in front of their swings and grabbed their pacifiers, gently putting it in Saylor's mouth then moved on to Samantha to do the same. He smiled at them when they quieted down, then walked back to his mini table by the door and sat down, grabbing a piece of paper and a pink crayon.

"Thank you, pumpkin!" Louis thanked him, "You're such a wonderful big brother." He praised him, making Ian smile.

"Do you want to go out...somewhere? Like dinner?" Harry asked out of nowhere, taking Louis by surprise.

"What about the kids?" Louis asked, glancing at Ian who was busy drawing squiggly lines on the paper, the tip of his little tongue sticking out.

"We could leave them with my mum." Harry shrugged.

"Okay." Louis nodded, a tiny smile on his face, "How about saturday night?"

"Sounds good." Harry smiled.

"Mummy." Ian got up from his seat and made his way to Louis, he looked up at him and offered him the piece of paper he had been writing on.

"Is it for me?" Louis smiled as he asked, crouching down in front of his baby boy.

"Yes." Ian nodded.

"Thank you, baby! I love it!" Louis wrapped an arm around him and kissed his cheek, then got up with him in his arms, "This is fridge worthy." Louis proudly said as he pinned it to the fridge with a magnet.

"What does it say, peanut?" Harry walked up to them and then pointed to the squiggly lines as he looked at Ian and Louis.

Ian looked at Harry with wide eyes until Louis spoke up, "It says, I love mummy. Right baby?" Louis kissed his son's cheeks over and over until Ian was a giggling mess.

"Okay! I think someone is due for a bath now." Harry poked his son's belly, taking him in his arms when Ian went to him.

Louis stayed behind, watching Harry talking to their son a he made his way to the bathroom. He started putting the groceries away until a small whimper caught his attention. He noticed his daughters were wide awake and calm, until Samantha's pacifier fell out of her mouth and she started crying seconds later.

"No, don't cry baby girl. Mummy's here." Louis gave her her pacifier, smiling when she settled down. He kissed her forehead then Saylor's who close her eyes soon after. Life was great.

~*~

Lucky for them, Anne had agreed to watch the kids while they went on their date. Had even offered to watch them all night long, but both Louis and Harry had refused, not wanting to take advantage. Anne had asked them to bring a bag with enough necessary things for her grandchildren, knowing their parents weren't going to come pick them up anytime soon.

Harry drove them to a fancy restaurant, always changing the radio station back to where it was when Louis kept changing it. He was already used to it when Louis did it all the time, but still fought over it. They ended up holding hands until Harry had to let go to make a turn and drive into a parking lot where he parked the car then turned the engine off.

"We are here!" He happily exclaimed, making Louis smile, "Don't you dare open the door! Let me do it." Harry rushed to get out of the car, jogging to the other side where Louis was still waiting for him. If Harry wanted to do it, then Louis wasn't going to stop him when he felt special.

"Thank you." Louis smiled, standing up on his tippy toes to give Harry a kiss on the left corner of his plump cherry lips. Louis sometimes wondered if Harry was wearing lipstick and was hiding it from him. His lips were always beautiful, always moisturized and red!

"Anything for you, my love." Harry kissed him again, making him stumble a few steps back ending up against the car when he deepened the kiss and gripped Louis' hips. Those hips he would like to see and feel swiveling atop his own, but he kept those thoughts to himself. Tonight was about making Louis feel loved and special.

They pulled apart when someone cleared their throat, and Harry couldn't help but roll his eyes when he noticed the elderly couple staring at them. He ignored them and took Louis' hand in his, guiding him to the entrance where he gave his name to the hostess. Soon enough they were sitting on a table near the window, where they could see the city lights. Louis couldn't help but smile as he looked at the menu, but his eyes widened when he saw the prices.

"Harry!" He hissed, making sure no one could hear him, "Harry, this is so expensive."

"I know." Harry answered, giving him the most precious smile that had Louis melting right there on his seat, "I want this night to be special."

"McDonald's would've been fine." Louis shrugged.

"Lou..." Harry chuckled.

"It's true! Just get me a big mac, fries and a soda and I'm set. Oh, and an Oreo McFlurry." Louis said, sounding completely serious until a smile slowly made its way onto his lips, "But this is great too." He looked around and reached to take Harry's hand in his own.

"You deserve more than McDonald's." Harry told him, rubbing circles on the top of Louis' hand.

"Thank you." Louis said.

Harry wanted to tell him not to thank him, but they were interrupted by a waiter that ended up giving them more time to look at the menu. When they finally ordered the same thing and their food had arrived, they finally started eating. They were finally getting their own time alone where they could talk about themselves, without getting interrupted by one of their kids. They could finally talk about their relationship, and not about whose turn it was to change a diaper or wash dirty bottles.

The best part was when Louis wouldn't stop playing footsie under the table, smirking when he knew he was riling Harry up. Louis had never seen Harry pay for their food as he had done it, then quickly walk out of the restaurant holding hands like always.

"So we're picking up the kids then we can have a movie night." Harry said as he started the car.

"What!?" Louis exclaimed, getting ready to slap the hell out of Harry for playing him like that.

"I'm kidding!" Harry laughed, slowly stopping when he saw the glare Louis had on his face, "I was kidding, this night is ours. I know mum will keep them for the night." He explained.

"Babe, shh...shh. Just take me home." Louis patted his arm.

The drive home was fast when Harry had sped up, and when they got home Louis wasn't even out of the car when he was already on him. Harry picked him up by the back of his thighs and ran inside the house, almost tripping over Ian's scooter. He knew it had been a bad idea to buy him that crap when he almost dropped his special cargo, and almost fell on top of him too. He was going to have a long conversation with Ian over leaving his toys where they didn't belong, knowing one of these days he was going to trip over one and die.

"Harry!" Louis whined, already leaving kisses all over the side of Harry's neck, pausing to nibble on the skin before continuing. His legs tightly wrapped around Harry's waist.

"I'm going." Harry muttered, already making his way to the bedroom, having to kick a few toys out of the way.

He paused by the door to kiss Louis, having missed his lips when they haven't had the chance to kiss the way they were doing now. He started walking to the bed where he gently lowered Louis down on it, not wanting to break the kiss until he put his hand next to Louis' head. The pacifier didn't hurt his hand at all, but it annoyed Harry when he had to stop kissing Louis just to put the damn pacifier away. It was a small clear one with Daddy's little girl written on the front, he knew it was Saylor's when Samantha's was all pink. He threw it on top of Louis' night table then looked down at Louis who was already trying to take his clothes off. The blue eyed man ended up popping a few buttons out of his dress shirt in desperate attempts to have Harry naked and fucking him into oblivion.

"I hope you have condoms...and lube. Lots of lube." Louis told him.

"Bought a whole box, baby." Harry unbuttoned Louis' pants, slowly sliding them down his legs. He licked his lips when he uncovered Louis' black briefs, and it felt like the best surprise ever.

Louis sat up and took his shirt without thinking, not caring at all what he looked like when he knew Harry loved him no matter what. He waited for Harry to take his own shirt off followed by his pants, then finally his briefs with no shame whatsoever. He threw all the clothes on the floor, not caring where they landed then pounced on Louis. He couldn't help it when he was already too desperate and knew Louis was too.

He let Louis take control when he turned him around on his back and straddled him, letting out a low grunt when Louis' ass was right on top of his crotch. He just needed him to move those hips that drove him crazy, just a little bit would be enough to drive him crazy. It was as if Louis knew what he was thinking when he started swiveling his hips, placing his small hands atop his chest for balance. He couldn't stop looking at Louis, couldn't take his eyes off of such magnificent creature.

He had to close them when Louis leaned down and kissed him, never slowing down his grinding against him. Harry felt like he was going to explode when he was harder than he had ever been, he was probably going to die that night but at least he'll die happy.

"Love you." Louis mumbled against his lips, whimpering when Harry gently pulled on his bottom lip with his teeth, then wrapped his arms around him.

"As much as I love you." Harry told him, cupping the back of Louis' head then running his fingers through the soft strands of hair.

Harry let Louis reach for the lube, then took it from him, letting Louis plant little kisses all over his chest and neck. He coated his fingers with a good enough amount when it had been months since the last time they had had sex. He lowered Louis' briefs, hearing Louis' breath hitched when he circled his finger around his entrance, slowly pushing one in.

Louis' response was immediate when he started rocking his hips back and forth, begging for a second one when he needed to feel the stretch. He needed to feel the burn that came with it, the one that told him he was about to get fucked. Harry finger fucked him, slowly adding a third finger, making sure to get him ready for his cock. When he was sure Louis was ready, he let him put on a condom for him then lube him up.

"Ready?" Harry asked him, making sure to roll over on top of Louis, smiling when Louis wrapped his legs around his waist.

"Yeah." Louis nodded, looking up at him with fondness, "Kiss me." He whispered against Harry's ear, tangling his fingers through his hair.

Louis let out a gasp when he felt Harry slowly going on as he kissed him, going slow when all his focus was on the kiss and nothing else. When Harry was fully in he paused for a second, running his hand down Louis' left hip to his thigh, then to the back of his knee to hike Louis' leg over his shoulder. He pulled away and looked at Louis, trying to memorize his every feature and keep it locked away on his mind. He wanted to do it so every time he was away from Louis, he'll have his own perfect memory of the man he loved with all his heart.

"I love you." Harry told him, seeing the way Louis' eyes shined. His eyes looked a sea green color for some reason, they were beautiful.

"And I love you." Louis said, his gaze focused on Harry only. He couldn't see anything at all other than his Harry.

Harry rubbed small circles on Louis' cheek with his thumb, then leaned down and kissed him again. He started to slowly thrust in and out of Louis, going slow but aiming at his prostate. He wanted Louis to feel good, he wanted him to enjoy it as much as he was enjoying it. Louis entwined his fingers with Harry's, feeling like he was flying. He could feel the slight burn, but it was nothing compared to the pleasure Harry was giving him. He was giving his all to Harry, just like Harry was to him.

Louis wanted Harry to go a little faster, but was content at the pace his husband was going. He realized how content he really was when Harry wrapped his hand around his cock and started stroking. He didn't stop until Louis was cumming, the smaller man letting Harry thrust into him until he came. Louis was taken by surprise when Harry licked his skin clean from his cum at the same time he removed the used condom.

"Jesus Harry!" Louis exclaimed, somehow getting turned on again, watching Harry get rid of it.

"It's actually Harry Edward." Harry looked at him, "But for you I can be anything, baby." He winked at him.

"You're crazy!" Louis burst out laughing.

"Crazy for you." Harry planted a kiss above Louis' then kissed all the way up his chest then finally his lips.

"You said your mum was going to keep the kids for the night..." Louis gave Harry an innocent look as his husband laid down next to him and wrapped his arms around his smaller body.

"She told me she and dad had no problem." Harry kissed Louis' forehead.

"Good. We can take a little nap and when we wake up you're going to eat me out." Louis shamelessly told him.

"Anything you want, babe." Harry kissed his lips.

That night after their nap, it wasn't long before Harry had Louis screaming into the pillow. His tongue working wonders, enough to have Louis seeing stars as he came just from it. They didn't even care when they realized they had used almost half the box of condoms and that they were going to be more exhausted than ever.

It was proven when Anne and Des had dropped the kids off the next day then left for their date, when Louis and Harry were back to taking care of their babies. Harry had had a father to son conversation with Ian about not leaving his toys everywhere while Louis tried not to laugh from where he was laying down on top of a blanket with the twins next to him on their tummy.

Their afternoon was amazing. When Ian tried to help cook their lunch after he had seen Louis stirring the food in the pot, how it had to be him the one tasting it to make sure it was good. When both parents watched Ian attempting to read The Tale of Peter Rabbit to his sisters. They were sure that even though he mostly sounded like he was talking gibberish, Ian was telling them the story when he probably already had it memorized.

After everything, Louis knew he had a perfect family. It might not be perfect to others, but to him and Harry it was more than perfect. They wouldn't change it for anything in the world.

Thoughts? :)