crescent [h.s]

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Aurora Styles

"Happy birthday mummy!"

"Happy birthday beautiful!"

With a smile already on my face, I open my eyes to my beautiful daughter and husband standing in the doorway of the bedroom, Harry holding a stack of pancakes with a lit candle in the center, Dove holding two presents and three cards.

I'm shocked as I sit up in bed, tears already coating my eyes as I take my little family in, Harry tapping Dove's shoulders, letting her know she can run into the bedroom and jump onto the bed.

I keep the duvet to my chest, being completely naked underneath due to the late night sex in front of the roaring fire me and Harry had to kickstart my birthday celebrations right as midnight hit, and the second round that woke me up this morning.

And now it's 9:30am, the sun rising and falling into the bedroom as my husband and daughter celebrate me, together.

Dove climbs up to the bed and tucks herself into my side, looking up at me with mischief and love lodged in her eyes. I press a kiss to her cheek as I take the presents out of her arms, saying thank you as Harry lowers the birthday pancakes in front of my face, allowing me to blow the candles out.

Once again, Harry and Dove both celebrate, "Hip-hip, hooray! Happy birthday mummy!"

I meet Harry in the middle for a kiss, instantly making me laugh loudly as he holds my face between his hands and presses what feels like a million kisses to my lips, but are in actuality, "29 kisses for the birthday girl."

I tease him, "Did you lose count there?"

Kissing me again, he shakes his head, "Nuh-uh, but if you want more kisses all you have to do is ask."

With a final parting kiss, I look down at the gifts and cards on the bed, moving over so I'm in the middle, Harry and Dove on either side. I'm fed a slice of pancake as Dove places her head on my chest, talking to my covered bump, "Hi bestie bear! It's me, your best big sister ever, Dove! Hiya!" She suddenly giggles, "Well you know that, who else would be your best big sister, hm? Anyway, I just wanted to double check that you know today is mummy's birthday. She's currently eating pancakes that daddy made for her, and she looks super pretty and glowy– like a real life princess!"

Dove presses a kiss to the sheets covering me, lifting her head back up and pointing to my bump, "Daddy's turn."

I smile as he's already spent time between my legs this morning, for two reasons, but he happily moves down the bed again to start talking to his baby for a second time this morning.

However, catching me off guard, he pulls the sheets down to rest beneath the bump, my arm immediately going over my boobs with wide eyes. Harry laughs as he obviously forgot I had absolutely no clothes on, but he just places his head on the bump, kissing it gently before talking, "Good morning again my peach, remember what I said earlier? Mhm, it's mummy's birthday, so we need to do something special for her today! You're officially 20 weeks old today! Which means... yeah that's right tiny one, daddy wants you to kick for him."

He glances up at Dove before looking back at the bump, "Your big sister kicked for her daddy when she was 22 weeks old, all because he was speaking to her! So do you think you could do the same for daddy, on mummy's birthday?"

He hums after 'listening to their response', "Okay tiny one, I hear you. Let's keep each other's secrets okay? Mhm, peach, I love you, see you in exactly the amount of time since you've been here."

He presses a final kiss to the bump before sitting up again, lifting the covers up and over my exposed body, looking back at Dove, "Do you wanna give mummy her birthday cards now, little one?"