Josephine is a photographer with Marvel studios. She has been working with them since the first Iron Man movie when she was just an intern at 18 years old. She is now one of the top photographers working closely with the cast. While working on Age o...
Jo and Lizzie walked through the Houston airport both exhausted and ready to go home, well their home away from home. That was probably one of Lizzie's last flights until the twins arrive. Jo had a backpack on her back as she pulled Lizzie's suitcase her duffle resting on top. Lizzie was carrying her travel tote as the two held hands through the airport. They made their way through the Delta area when a woman stopped them. "Olsens we have a security detail waiting for you."
Jo smiled saying "Thank you but we try not to draw attention if you could have one or two men follow at a distance that would be incredible."
"Yes of course Mrs. Olsen,"
As the woman turned to do something Jo whispered "Paps one o'clock"
Lizzie looked over moving her tote to cover her large bump.
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Jo quickly wrapped her arm around Lizzie leading the two smoothly through the airport. Lizzie leaned over "You normally don't like inconveniencing security unless we are with the nieces or nephews. Why are you using it now?"
"Well, we are with the babies now so gotta keep you all safe."
Lizzie kissed Jo's cheek "You are a good Mama."
"Thank you," Jo smiled brightly
"What car did you drive to the airport?" Lizzie asked
"You'll just have to see," Jo smirked
"Well, the Branco is in the driveway. My car is beside yours. You said you brought a toy with you and a gala car with you so I guess between the impala and the Mercedes and I don't think you would keep the Impala in the airport parking lot so I guess the Mercedes."
"I don't have the Mercedes anymore."
"When did you sell that?"
"Two months ago,"
"What do you have now?"
"I didn't get a new car,"
"So we have how many cars now?"
"Bronco, 1967 Impala, your Prius, Aston Martin DB11 Silver, 2018 Jaguar F-type, and the Motorcycle."
"You sold the Porsche?"
"Yeah,"
"What about the other two?"
"Oh, I still have the other two."
"But you didn't bring those because..."
"It would send you into preterm labor,"
"Right, right,"
They walked through the airport and Jo clicked the trunk button and the back of the Jaguar popped open, Jo asked "Was this a good Gala car?"
"It's my favorite but you're going to have to help me in. Your kiddos are getting too big,"
Jo rested her hand on Lizzie's bump "You two don't listen to her. You two are perfect,"
"Well they don't kick your organs all day," Lizzie tapped her bump "Quite kicking each other."
"Which one?"
"Adeline, then Bettan, then Adeline again."
"Sweet girl got fire like her Mama,"
"Sweet girl about to get disciplined like her Mama,"
"Promise?"
"You kinky lady,"
"You know we haven't... since you..."
"Josephine if you don't start this car,"
"On it!"
The jaguar quickly pulled into the driveway. Jo quickly jumped out of the car before she quickly opened Lizzie's door. She picked up her six-month pregnant wife thanking god she didn't lose her strength. Lizzie yelped wrapping her arms and legs around Jo the best she could. Lizzie quickly attached her lips to Jo's neck biting and sucking. Jo skillfully opened the door before kicking shut with her foot. She carried Lizzie to the bedroom before whispering "Top or bottom?"
"Whatever you want Mama," Lizzie said breathlessly
Jo groaned as she gently laid Lizzie against the mattress. "Clothes now!" Lizzie moaned
Jo reached up quickly removing her shirt before ripping Lizzied shirt off the buttons bouncing against the floor. Jo kissed Lizzie hard before traveling to her neck. She took a break to rid them both of their remaining articles of clothes till they are not in a stitch. Jo kept her hand on either side of Lizzie's head as she hovered just above Lizzie laying enough weight on her so she could feel her wife's presence but not enough to hurt the twins. Lizzie reached back grabbing onto her wife's arm giving it a squeeze. Jo went back to attacking Lizzie's neck. She knew she found the spot right where Lizzie's collarbone met her neck. Lizzies back arched off the bed making her bump tap into Jo's torso. Jo smiled into Lizzie's neck as she went down and down and down before Lizzie's hands gripped onto the sheet nearly ripping them. 🌑
