Ransom Drysdale: Manipulation

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Hermione woke up again around eight in the morning to feed Noah again. He didn't fall back asleep, so Ransom got up with him, letting Hermione sleep in. Around eleven she woke up again, she heard Noah crying. She sat up slowly as Ransom walked in the room and sat on the bed next to her, still holding Noah.

"I tried to let you sleep but he didn't want the bottle in the fridge and this is his hungry cry." Hermione takes off her shirt and Ransom hands Noah to her, she starts to nurse him. "It's okay. I got a few more hours. I needed to feed him or pump anyway my boobs hurt." She yawns through half her sentence. Ransom kisses her cheek, his hand running over her hair and his touch lingers. "Do you want some coffee?"

"Yea, not a lot though. I have to limit what I drink because i'm nursing him." Ransom nods and gets out of bed going to make her coffee. He gets back and they trade the coffee for Noah, who has finished eating and is asleep. Hermione gets out of bed while she's drinking her coffee and Ransom sits on the bed holding Noah.

"Do you wanna bring the swing in the bathroom while he's sleeping and put him in it so we can shower?" Hermione asks as she's grabbing clothes out of the closet to put on and throwing them into the bathroom. "Yea, I could use a shower." Hermione grabs the baby swing from Noah's room and puts it in the bathroom. Ransom puts him in it and straps him in then turns It on.

Hermione starts the shower and gets into it while Ransom is getting undressed. Hermione already has her hair washed by the time Ransom is in the shower with her. He wrapped his arms around her from behind. He trails kisses from her shoulder up her neck.

He nibbles on her ear a little and whispers to her as he runs his hands across her body. A light smile spreads across her lips. Her eyes closed and she dropped her head back onto his chest. "I missed this." He whispers into her ear. "Touching you like this without the belly getting in the way, I love seeing you carrying my child, it was beautiful."

He chuckles lightly, kissing her cheek and whispering against her skin. "But you're also so beautiful like this. I feel like I haven't touched you in forever. Just let me hold you for a minute. Before we finish showering. Let me feel you." She giggles and eases into him.

"I know what you mean. I had a watermelon attached to me for what felt like forever. I miss laying on your chest and falling asleep. God, we haven't been intimate in months. Not really, and i'm not just talking about sex. I miss you holding me like this."

Ransom turns her around and wraps his arms around her. He kisses her softly. Water runs down their bodies and Ransom swipes his tongue along Hermione's bottom lip. She opens her mouth slightly for him, deepening the kiss. They kiss until they can't breath. Slowly, passionately. They rest their foreheads together and smile against one another lips.

"We should finish showering before he wakes up." Hermione whispers, breathily. "Mhm." Ransom hums. They stay there for a moment more before Hermione finishes washing her body and Ransom starts washing his hair. They feel more connected than they had earlier.

They lost touch with their intimacy, forgetting how good it felt for them just to hold one another. The last few months of Hermione's pregnancy she was feeling awful, swollen, sick, just terrible and the only kind of holding she got from Ransom were his arms wrapped around her waist and her belly. It simply wasn't enough. They forgot what it felt like to love one another without relying on their connection with the baby.

Just as Ransom is rinsing the shampoo out of his hair and about to wash his body, Noah starts crying. He starts to get out of the shower but Hermione puts her hand on his chest stopping him. "You finish, i'll get him. I'm done." She kisses his cheek and gets out of the shower.

Hermione wraps a towel around her and picks up Noah, taking him to her and Ransoms bedroom. She sits on the edge of the bed with him and he stares up at her with big green and blue eyes. He woke up and wanted to be held. She smiles down at him and strokes his cheek.

Ransom finishes up in the shower and wraps a towel around his waist then goes to the bedroom, walking in on Hermione talking to Noah. "We're gonna take you on walks and teach you how to swim in our pool...ti insegneremo a parlare italiano."

Ransom smiles as he walks up to the bed, kissing Hermione softly then kissing Noah's forehead. "papà ti insegnerà come rimorchiare le ragazze." Hermione playfully smacks his arm lightly. "No! Daddy will not teach you how to pick up girls, him and I are going to teach you how to respect them and ask them on respectful dates, but that is a long time from now bambino."

She shoots Ransom a glare and he chuckles as he changes into boxers. Hermione can't help but stare when he drops his towel. Her eyes trace over every inch of his body. "I can feel you staring babygirl." Ransom chuckles and puts on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. "I-I'd say i'm sorry but I'm not. You're mine to stare at, forever."

She giggles and hands Noah to Ransom, dropping her towel. She puts on a sports bra and sweatpants, teasing Ransom as much as she can as she gets dressed. He pretends he's not looking, but he is. Taking turns looking at her and Noah. She finishes getting dressed and takes Noah back and changes his diaper.

"I'm gonna make us lunch babe." Ransom walks out of the room, Hermione follows. She straps Noah in his swing on the living room floor. She turns on Vampire Diaries and watches it while she talks to Noah and shakes some of his baby toys in front of him, watching his eyes light up at the rattling sounds. He coos and giggles.

Her and Ransom take turns playing with him as they eat lunch and watch tv. They feel safe, content. Ransom watches Hermione play with their son and he falls in love with Hermione all over again and even more in love with his son than he already was.

They were everything to him. Hermione smiles at the little noises Noah makes and talks to him as if they were having a full conversation. He sees the way her eyes light up as Noah's lip draws into a tiny smile. Hermione was made to be a mom. She brought out the light in Noah's eyes, and Ransom's. She was everything to him, along with their son.

She brought out the good in Ransom. Along with being made to be a mom, Ransom truly believed Hermione was made for him. She was his heart. His soul was connected to hers in a way he could never explain. He knew he would spend the rest of his life with Hermione. And he never pictured anything other than that.