Lycan Love

Chapter 9

The twins were now both a year old, Ethan still couldn't believe it. He made it. They made it. Rosemary... Ethan blinked as he sat on the couch, Lukas asleep in his arms and Max was watching tv from his play mat, pointing at everything to show his mother. The blonde was able to snap out of his thoughts, his flashbacks of his life in Europe with Mia and his daughter- No. Ethan knit his brow. It's all in the past now, you're supposed to be happy. You have a healthy grieving method, too. It's great that Karl can help you with your awful thoughts. Ethan shook his head and cleared his throat, looking down at Lukas before kissing his button nose, causing the toddler to smile and rub his face shyly. "Such a special baby." He cooed and nuzzled their noses together before he lay Lukas down in the small couch arm crib and picked up Max.

Ethan perked one ear once he heard the door opening and heavy boots thumped on the wooden floorboards, Ethan turned around to face the door and was surprised to see that Max was struggling desperately to get out of his arms. "Hey, babe." Karl greeted with an oil-covered dirty face and hands. Ethan placed Max down on the floor and gasped when the toddler suddenly stood up, very wobbly though. Ethan let out a breath and grabbed Max's hands, holding him up as Karl smiled widely and knelt down, holding his arms open for the toddler. "Come here, Maxi. Papa wants youuu." He cooed as Ethan helped him take the first few steps, slowly letting go of his hands as the excited toddler trotted to his father and fell into his arms, squealing loudly once both parents applauded and smothered him in kisses. Lukas watched from the crib where he was left and his ears lay down slightly, why was his brother suddenly receiving so much praise and attention?

Ethan took a break from hugging Max to kiss his husband, well, he went to go kiss him, but stuck his tongue out in disgust at the smell of BO and oil. "Jesus, you need a bath." He stepped away with the toddler as Karl smirked, grabbing his hips and pulling him closer, cheekily kissing at Ethan's neck. "Bathe with me, Ethan~" he purred as the omega turned crimson. The two were interrupted when Lukas suddenly let out a screech from the crib, sitting up with his head poking out and a major grumpy face was staring at his parents, though it was very funny to view. "Ah, are you getting jealous?" Ethan asked in a baby voice as he walked over and scooped the younger twin up, hugging both of them as he walked away from Karl. "No stinky alphas can take me from my babies." He teased as the growling Metal Lord followed. After lots of persuasion, Ethan agreed to getting in the bath with Karl, which the alpha was so pleased to hear.

Ethan insisted on changing and getting in first, so he closes the door and stripped of his clothes, getting in slowly after putting in a bath bomb, lighting candles and putting bubbles in. A naked Karl practically ran into the bathroom, but stopped right outside the large tub once he saw that both of the twins were lying on Ethan's chest, Lukas was sucking his thumb while Max tried eating bubbles. Karl huffed with his ears lying back slowly, "This isn't what I meant, honey-pie." He grumbled quietly as Ethan took his hand and helped him sit down in the warm water. "I know, but I thought this would be nicer. We can spend time like that with each other later, okay?" Ethan scooted closer and bat is long eyelashes charmingly, "Just me and my alpha~" he whispered as a low rumble erupted from deep within Karl's chest, wrapping a muscular and hairy arm around the slender blonde. "Okay, I can live with that." He smiled and kissed his forehead sweetly.

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Ethan was lying on the bed with Karl at the side, pulling some shorts over his boxers. Ethan lay naked beneath the thin sheets. They had just finished three rounds of sex, this was the previously mentioned grieving method that Ethan chose. Instead of talking about his late wife and daughter, he would just have lots of non-stop sex with Karl. The blonde watched the older male sit at the edge of the bed and light a cigarette, his scarred back towards his omega. Ethan wanted more, he wasn't done. He was still so sad and heavy feeling. He reached his arm out and gently used his right index and middle finger to stroke down from the top of Karl's spine to the very bottom. "Hm?" The Metal Lord turned his head around, seeing that blurry look in Ethan's glassy eyes made him sigh. "Have I not tired you out yet?" He joked while puffing smoke out of his nose. Ethan lifelessly shook his head and continued to stroke up and down his spine.