hey baby.

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Comments

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Your life?

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Okay, the lives of any other kids we might want to have.

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Is that your way of saying you miss procreating with me, Mr. Becket?

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We're not ready for another baby. But I miss failing and reattempting to procreate with you.

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I miss it too. There's only so much my fingers can do, Raleigh.

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Is it too early in our career as parents to hire a baby sitter and rent a hotel room?

[ in which they'll probably have really boring sex and then pass out in, because in the vein of supporting his wife's career, he's the one who gets up when yancy starts screaming. ]

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To sleep?

[ and mako is actually very sad about that. she misses just having time with raleigh, but if it isn't the baby, it's exhaustion, and raleigh does the best he can and she loves him for it, but. ]

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Hey, no! To fuck in, without getting blueballed by the baby monitor!

[ and... then sleep.

it's times like these where he wishes they had parents — grandparents, who loved their grandson and would gladly take him for the night. but they don't; the closest thing to that they've got is honorary grandpa herc hansen, and god father tendo choi, both of whom send excellent christmas presents, but who live a great distance away and thus cannot babysit. ]

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[ she wishes for that too, babe. she wishes for that very much. It'd be nice to just have sex, then sleep, then have sex again, and, you know, romantic things; things that escape her at the moment. ]

I'd like that. I miss having you under me. Or on top of me.

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[ like dinners that didn't end with wiping pasta sauce off a baby's face. ]

Under you. [ no seriously, he's tired all the time. ] It's been a while since I've watched you ride me, Mako. I miss the visual.

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[ ...yeah, those sorts of dinners. Also, tired all the time? Welcome to the world of BEING A PREGNANT LADY.

but mako's not going to ruin that, not when his text sounds so promising. ]

Are you thinking about it right now, Raleigh? The times I used to ride you until you came inside me? I remember how I bounced -- you always loved having your mouth on my breasts.

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[ excuse you pregnancy lasted for nine months, and 4/9 you were a horny ball of emotional food cravings; his stay at home dad routine is going to last for at least five years, until the kid gets into kindergarten. and if they have another — ]

Now Yancy's mouth's on your breasts more than mine.

[ BITTER ARE WE? ....a little. ]

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[ excuse you she was an adorable horny ball of emotional food cravings. they could put the baby in daycare when he turns two!

...also is that a note of jealousy she's detecting. ]

I wish your mouth is on my breasts right now. They are still bigger than usual, you know.

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You say that like I'd be able not to notice.

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I say that like I know the way you stare at them every time I walk past.

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Here I thought I was being discrete.

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I liked it.

[ and that -- that was honest. for the longest time mako had privately freaked out over the potential that he wouldn't be attracted to her anymore; pregnancy hormones, you know. And it never really went away after childbirth, because having a baby is traumatic and up until the first time he came to her again for sex, she'd been worried. Had kept it under wraps, of course, but sometimes it turns up now and then.

Like now. ]

I was afraid you wouldn't look at me that way again.

[ things like this are always better to admit over text. ]

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[ noooo intense emotional text conversations are never healthy. especially because raleigh misses the tone of seriousness and can't take this seriously because — ]

What?

[ — really? if he ever stops being attracted to mako mori, check him for a pulse. ]

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[ IT'S HEALTHY ENOUGH. MAKO DOESN'T LIKE TALKING ABOUT HER FEELINGS. but she's getting embarrassed so she's changing the subject. ]

Do you need me to buy anything back home today?

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No. Just yourself.

[ oh no you don't mako. ]

Go back to that last bit.

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[ can they please not ]

What last bit?

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You know what last bit.

[ oh, no, they're going to. ]

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I was joking.

[ no, she wasn't, and there was a little bit of the post-natal depression going on there for awhile, but she'd sought help for it because it's not something she wants to burden raleigh with. ]

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No you weren't.

[ and he knew something was a-miss. but hadn't pried and let her come to terms with it herself because she could do things by herself and didn't always need him. everything had been fine in the end. or so he'd thought, because apparently he has some work to do.

it's just not going to work over text. ]

Just come home quickly tonight, yeah?

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You say that like I'm going to wander off or run away.

[ She's okay now, she really is -- and she regrets blurting it out to him because this isn't something he needs to work on. It just... is what it is, you know? ]