What If? III

"Good." he said as he rolled her onto her back. "Daddy needs time with Mommy."

"Phil." she pulled away, a little embarrassed. "I just had a baby. I-I'm too heavy."

"Babe, you look perfectly fine to me, but if you don't want to, then we don't have to."

"I don't want to disappoint you." She rubbed the back of his neck.

"And why do you think you would?" he asked.

"Because you've been waiting for this for a while.. and I have too," she admitted shyly.

"I don't think I'd be disappointed at all." he told her as he kissed her cheek. "But if you're not comfortable or ready, then I can wait as long as you want."

She looked up at him for a moment before reaching over to turn out the lights, and pulling him down to kiss him passionately.

Obviously, he returned her kiss and ran his hand down her side, untying her pajamas pants.

She lifted her hips to help him get her bottoms off easier.

He slid them off of her and went to take off his shirt.

She reached for the hem of his shirt, lifting it up and off before kissing him again.

He tossed his shirt to the side and went to take hers off.

She let the shirt come off before threading her fingers through his hair and kissing his neck.

Once he had her shirt off, he took a moment to look her over and smirked a bit to himself. "As beautiful as I remember." he said as he started to kiss down her stomach and went to remove her panties.

"Phil," she complained a little when he looked her over, obviously embarrassed. She turned the lights off for a reason. But then he made that comment and she blushed. Charmer. She ran her fingers over the back of his neck and moaned a little when he started to kiss down her body.

He removed her panties and then started to kiss the inside of her thighs.

She bit her lip and pulled him closer to where she wanted him to be, but before he could get started... the baby started to cry.

Punk groaned in his sleep and woke up, obviously hearing one of the twins start to cry. Damn it, he was having a good dream, lol. He went to stand up and pulled on a shirt to check on them.

And of course, it was Jack and we all know he's a screamer. lol.

"Phil," Lacy complained, pulling the pillow over her head.

"I'm going." he said as he went over to take Jack out of the crib. "It's okay, bud." he told him as he kissed his cheek. "Hungry?"

Jack kept crying when he picked him up, and that woke Carly up, lol. She didn't cry, but she looked pretty mad, lol.

Punk chuckled at Carly and kissed her forehead, then rocked Jack in his arms a bit, going to sit on the bed with him.

Lacy's arm popped out from under the covers lol, to reach into the minifridge and grab a premade bottle for Jack, shook it up a little, and threw it somewhere behind her. Hopefully Punk's side of the bed, lol.

It landed over by Punk and he took the bottle, feeding Jack.