May POV

Harry and I lay beside one another.

Our chest are rising and falling heavily and our bodies are sore. Well, mine at least.

"That was fun." He says making me laugh. His body nuzzles against mine. His arm draped around my waist.

"I like how you took the kids to your fathers so we could have sex." I giggle.

"No. I did it because they needed bonding time." Harry corrects. I shake my head against him. "Plus, we needed bonding time."

"We've been bonding for 13 years."

"I know, and my dick has never been its happiest." I nudge him making him laugh.

"Glad to hear." I chuckle.

"You couldn't tell? We've conceived four kids." I shake my head against him.

"You're so weird."

"You love my weirdness." His face presses against my neck. I feel his lips kiss my shoulder then my cheek. I close my eyes for a few moments. "Did you want to go again?"

"What time is it?"

"Time for round two." I snicker. "But it's uh 9."

"Okay." I murmur. I climb on top of him and rest my head on his chest. "Give me a few minutes." I say while playing with his fingers.

"Okay." He smirks causing my head to shake. "You just need to regain your stableness." His fingers stroke my lower back. A faint smile rests on his mouth.

I poke the dimple on his cheek making him smile wider. An amused grin goes on my lips. "Since we're not picking up the kids until 11 tomorrow, did you want to go to breakfast?"

"The two of us? Alone?" I gasp with a chuckle.

"Yes." He turns me over so now I'm laying under him. "We haven't gone out alone in a few months."

"Sounds lovely then." I lean up and kiss his lips. My hands fall to his waist. "Can I ask you something?"

"Of course." My husband says while grasping my cheeks gently.

"What's it's like having meaningless sex?" I ask curiously. I've always wondered what it's like. His eyebrows knot.

"Why? Do you think our sex is becoming meaningless?" His voice panics.

"No!" I say quickly. "I'm just curious in general what it's like." I explain.

"Fuck, you gave me a heart attack." His head rests against mine.

"I'm sorry." I murmur.

"It's fine." He chuckles. "Meaningless sex is like," Harry pauses. "Fucking without feelings."

"It's just fucking?" Harry nods.

"But like, don't you feel anything?"

"Pleasure." He answers casually.

"Just pleasure?" My husband nods.

"Uh, well years ago we tried friends with benefits. It's kinda like that." He mentions making me laugh.

"That worked out wonderfully, don't you think?" I joke. His head tilts in confusion. "We were friends with benefits for a few months, now we're married and have three kids." A smile grows on his mouth.

"You and I both know that wouldn't last." His body cuddles into me.

"You hated me, Harry."

"I loved you so much and that's why I hated you then." My heart burns. "After I bumped into you in the apartment lobby I sat in my car and cried." I feel my eyes sting. "I haven't seen you in so long and all of those feelings just hit me when I saw you."

"I'm sorry." I murmur. I'll always feel guilty for doing that to him. He deserved better.

"It was years ago my love." He kisses my skin. "Why were you curious about the meaningless sex?"

"I was just wondering how people do it." I say.

"It's not fun." He tells me. "After a while you believe that's how sex is supposed to be and feel." His fingers play with mine. "Then I had sex with you and loved it." I laugh. My husband grins.

"I love you."

"I love you more." He kisses me. My hands cup his cheeks. His tongue dips into my mouth causing our kiss to become deeper.

"Grab a condom." I say against his lips.

"Yes ma'am." I laugh.

***

"Do I tell you enough that I think you're beautiful?" Harry asks. I slide up my underwear and turn around and face him.

"Do I tell you enough that I think you're very good looking?" I straddle his lap. "Cause I know I don't, so there's you're reminder of the month." I joke causing him to smile.

It's 11 now. We both took showers and got ready for bed after the three rounds we've managed to fit in.

I'm wearing my usual boy shorts and a tee shirt that is a normal length.

"It's fine. You make up for it by your gestures." I smile and kiss his cheek.

"Is that always because you already know?"

"I think I'm average looking." Harry tells me. His face is serious.

"You're not, but okay."

"I'm worse than average?"

"Yes, because that's why all the girls wanted to suck your dick in high school." I remark sarcastically.

"Ha ha." His hands drop to my waist. "I think you're very beautiful. Like, very, very beautiful. Model like beautiful." I laugh. My husband smiles.

Over the years I've grown to accept my body as it is. Especially now since I have a daughter, I never want her to think she's ugly or not beautiful because of her body. I grew up thinking that since I didn't have a flat stomach or thin thighs, and because of that I thought I wasn't attractive.

I don't want Anne to go through that. So, whenever she's around I never speak about anything negative, and I always make sure to compliment her. At a young age you need compliments for the future.

And with me now, I've birthed a total of 4 lives. My body has more stretch marks and veins on my thighs are a bit more noticeable. But, I'm a Mom. All of that stuff makes me smile now because it shows that I carried all of them inside of me for 9 months.

I guess just learning to accept my body for what it is and what it looks like made me more confident in a sense.

"Thanks." I say to Harry who's stroking my lower back.

"You don't have to say thank you. I'm simply stating the truth." He hums. I lean down and kiss him.

"Can we cuddle?" A grin goes on his lips.

"Little spoon or big spoon?"

"Little. We'll switch though." He pecks my lips and I roll off his lap.

A://N

I wanted to post a chapter of just them

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~lauren