Furious Winter R-Rated (Slow updates)

Chapter 7

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She lay emotionally exhausted with a headache that mocked her every time she moved.

Adam had left in a mood more subdued than when he arrived and now she was paying for the effects of the damn pregnancy hormones that had her bursting into tears.

Adam tried to understand what they were saying but in the end he conceded the problem was his ideas of what a family should actually be.

Noah had asked him one question that had him sitting back and looking at Abby in shock. It was obvious he hadn't considered the possibility...  Was he prepared to lose his sister and her babies because of his outdated ideas?

For Adam to lose Abby, his little sister, the one he'd helped to raise, was a wound he didn't want to open. He didn't know if he'd ever be able to truly accept her choice but not seeing her wasn't an option. Not ever.

He left the room with partung words from James that pretty much floored his mouth.

Relationships like theirs will never be acceptable if everyone keeps saying 'let acceptance start with someone else'.

The guys were being wonderful. As soon as Adam left Noah climbed up on the bed and gently rocked her while she sobbed. James couldn't take her sobbing and ended up on Calebs' lap with sobs of his own.

All they wanted was to be happy. They were happy together, as a family. Just because it wasn't conventional didn't make it wrong.

Yet another vase filled with flowers was brought into her room. As she lay with Noah's arms wrapped around her she smiled softly in amusement as she surveyed to room. The local florists must be loving her at the moment.

James was curled up towards the end of her bed cuddling her legs as a child would with a parent they were afraid was going to leave.

Caleb went to find a doctor who could tell then more about Abby's condition. While he was happy knowing she was being taken care of he also wanted to get her out of this place and take his princess home and spoil her like she deserved.

"Guess what?" Caleb came through the door with a large smile.

"What?" Noah asked.

"We're taking our girl home."

"Really?" James sat up quickly and swung around to Caleb with wide eyes.

"Really. She's still got to take things easy but at least at home we can take care of her ourselves."

"Yes!" James jumped up from the bed and raced to Abby's small locker in the corner of the room while the others watched on amused. He dragged everything out and once it was piled on the end of the bed he looked at it in surprise.

"How did all that fit in that little thing?"

"That's what she said" Noah muttered and in response received a gasp from Abby that had him chuckling.

She pushed at his arms and went to get off the bed only to find that she was pulled back and engulfed in his warmth once more.

"And where do you think you're going in such a hurry?" he all but growled at her.

"Home" she replied with a cheeky grin.

"Mhmm you are but you have to take things slowly. No rushing around."

"I'm just getting up to get dressed" she tried to point out in a matter of fact voice.

"Mhmm and you can do that a little slower than you were about to young lady" he grinned suddenly "or I'll dress you myself!"

Two short scoffs came from near the bed with heads shaking.

"Yeh right Noah. Like that'd be taking things easy!"

Noah threw his head back and laughed louder than he had in a lonv time.

"Hey, it's not my fault pregnant women are as hot as fúcking hell!"

"Women?" Abby asked while trying to stop herself from giving the game away while she looked at him in reproach.

"Um..well... uh.." Noah tried to answer but the stutter of his words was joined with the redness of his face.

Caleb and James both smirked as Noah buried his head into Abbys' shoulder.

"But... well pregnant women are hot and well.." he bolted upright suddenly as a thought occured to him "Shít love, you're going to... Shít!" he groaned "I'm fúcking hard just thinking about you... later and the babies being bigger... and.. oh shít" he whispered "your títs are gonna be fúcking huge and swollen with two babies."

"Ok casanova... move away from the pregnant woman. She's not clear for séx yet."

Caleb had cone around the bed and pulled on Noah's arm to drag him away from Abby.

"But I can look!" Noah protested as he unfoldes himself to stand up.

Caleb chuckled again.

"Yeh right. You don't have eyeballs in your fingertips Noah" he reached down and stroked Noah's eréction through the denim off his jeans "I suggest you go to the bathroom and deal with this."

"Fúck" Noah dropped his head backwards "just keep doing that."

Caleb reached his free hand behind Noah's head to pull him towards him and instantly pushed his tongue into Noahs' mouth in a brutal act of possession that demanded the exact same response.

He felt Noah's push forward into his hand as his arms wrapped around him and felt his own stirrings of want and need as his hand moved up and down across the hardened length hidden by the thick material.

Groans from the pair echoed through the room when Noah, in turn, pressed his hand to Caleb in a sweet torture that measured against what he himself was feeling.

Their mouths broke away from each other with gasps for air filled the air. The lust and desire in their eyes was more than evident and they both realised they were literally seconds away from stripping each other down and giving in to their bodies needs.

"Uh hum" a voice broke in to their moment and shocked them both as they swung around to see Abby and James both standing beside the bed with grins on their faces and slightly pinkened cheeks for Abby.

With sheepish grins Noah and Caleb both realised where they were when James pointed to Abby's bag and that she was dressed.

"When you calm down one of you can bring that."

He wrapped an arm around Abby's waist and walked her slowly through the door.

"I hope we have girls." James said wistfully to Abby as he started the conversation they'd whispered about having.

"And why is that?" she didn't care as long as their babies were healthy.

"Boys are so difficult to take out in public."

"Ah, yes that's true. How do you think we should handle our bad children?"

James grinned.

"Oh I think they need a spanking for sure."

Abby's response was lost as the door closed behind them. Caleb looked at Noah and reached for the bag. Both men raced after their babies, their movements becoming easier as they went along with their visual props starting to soften as they walked past what seemed like a thousand people but was in fact maybe a dozen.

Both had one thing on their minds.

A spanking? Count them in.

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Ok... Hands up anyone who actually expected that moment... hehehehe