[ 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. ]
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. ]
[ 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.
[ ...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.
[ 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.
[ 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. ]
[ 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. ]
[ 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. ]
[ 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.
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? ]
[ no, their's is a partnership. and while they do not need to carry each other's burdens entirely, it does them good to check in and make sure everything is working alright. ]
[ And Mama's coming home! It's a long, but good day at work, and Mako's tired, with shoulders sore and she's just looking forward to an evening with her family.
Putting her shoes neatly on the shoe rack, she sets aside her bag and drops the keys in the bowl on the counter. ]
for a tiny little naked boy to come running around the corner, still dripping from his bath and being chased by his father toting the penguin colored bathtowel with a hood. he's half herding the baby towards mako, half actually trying to dry him off, but there's a few delighted shrieks, and yancy trips and continues his mad dash for his mother on his hands and knees.
raleigh eventually gives up the chase and just follows up so he can kiss his partner on the lips while she has an armful of baby. ]
[ Yeah, this? This is perfect, this is amazing and wonderful and Mako scoops her tiny little naked crawling baby and he's laughing and she's grinning and oh, oh look at Daddy coming for a kiss.
She's kissing him back and laughing while Yancy squirms happily in her arms. ] I imagine the bathroom's a warzone.
No one got out alive, [ raleigh tells her dramatically, though by alive he means dry. he's got a sweater on, rolled up to the elbows and utterly soaked because yancy loves to splash, he thinks it's funny. ]
You're getting Mama wet, kiddo, [ he announces, and sort of scoops yancy out of mako's arms just long enough to wrap him in a towl and dump him back at her. ]
[ This is what it's all about, the warmth of home and family and love, and she's cuddling up to their now dry baby with a wet patch on her silk blouse but Mako really, really doesn't care right now because Yancy's giving her sloppy kisses and she's not about to resist.
And Raleigh, Raleigh's a hot, sexy, wet mess and she's reaching out to ruffle Raleigh's hair, too. ]
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[ 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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[ 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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I'd like that. I miss having you under me. Or on top of me.
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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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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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Now Yancy's mouth's on your breasts more than mine.
[ BITTER ARE WE? ....a little. ]
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...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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[ 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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What?
[ — really? if he ever stops being attracted to mako mori, check him for a pulse. ]
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Do you need me to buy anything back home today?
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[ oh no you don't mako. ]
Go back to that last bit.
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What last bit?
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[ oh, no, they're going to. ]
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[ 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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[ 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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[ 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? ]
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Nah, Mama. Just don't dilly dally. We miss you.
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Putting her shoes neatly on the shoe rack, she sets aside her bag and drops the keys in the bowl on the counter. ]
Raleigh? Yancy?
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for a tiny little naked boy to come running around the corner, still dripping from his bath and being chased by his father toting the penguin colored bathtowel with a hood. he's half herding the baby towards mako, half actually trying to dry him off, but there's a few delighted shrieks, and yancy trips and continues his mad dash for his mother on his hands and knees.
raleigh eventually gives up the chase and just follows up so he can kiss his partner on the lips while she has an armful of baby. ]
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She's kissing him back and laughing while Yancy squirms happily in her arms. ] I imagine the bathroom's a warzone.
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You're getting Mama wet, kiddo, [ he announces, and sort of scoops yancy out of mako's arms just long enough to wrap him in a towl and dump him back at her. ]
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And Raleigh, Raleigh's a hot, sexy, wet mess and she's reaching out to ruffle Raleigh's hair, too. ]
And look, you drenched Daddy.
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