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I know everyone has waited quite a bit for theses so here you go!
Offroad POV
Offroad knew if he stretched his hand out onto the other side of the bed, it was going to be cold. His husband was almost never in their bed anymore. Offroad groaned and pushed himself up on the bed, rubbing his eyes and sighing loudly, not that anyone could hear. He slipped on his slippers and made his way out of the room and down the hall. Offroad pushed open the door to their daughter's room and sighed, this time quickly. There was his husband crammed into a tiny princess bed with their Daughter Veronica, named after his mother, funnily enough, the polar opposite of his mother. Offroad remembers the day he had called her Ronnie by accident, and his daughter threw a tantrum until Daou came to collect her. Daou was wrapped around her finger, and he happily coiled himself there. Offroad, however, wasn't; he loved his daughter more than anything, but there was a clear disconnect that everyone had noticed since the moment she was born.
Offroad leaned against the doorframe and watched them sleep so peacefully, knowing he hadn't slept that peacefully since the beginning of his 3rd trimester, and Veronica was almost 5 now. The end of the pregnancy had been awful. Offroad had been placed on bed rest, and then Veronica refused to come on time and finally came 2 weeks late. There were complications that left him even more bedridden after the birth. Offroad was barely able to hold his daughter, let alone bond with her. Offroad had been in therapy to try and help, especially since he was able to admit he was jealous of her at times when he wanted Daou's attention, and Offroad knew that she would now always come before him in his eyes as she should, but Offroad wanted to wake up with his husband every once in a while. Offroad sighed and quietly closed the door before making his way back to his room, stripping after he shut his door, walking into his bathroom, and turning on the shower.
Offroad stood under the hot water for what felt like hours, begging his always tense muscles to relax. His omega was on edge constantly. A complication from the birth had practically made his heat almost non-existent, which at first he had been thankful for, but now his body just felt wrong. Offroad felt the warm hands slip around his waist as lips caressed his shoulder. Offroad whimpered and leaned back into his husband's hard body. His work with his father had toned Daou's body to almost all muscle.
"Why didn't you wake me up?" Daou asked against his skin, pulling him closer to him to rest his chin on Offroad's shoulder.
"You looked comfortable," Offroad snickered.
"Oh, totally," Daou mocked. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to fall asleep there,"
"It's okay," Offroad said, trying to plaster on a fake smile as he turned his head and kissed his cheek.
"I wanted to wake up with you," Daou sighed, his one hand sliding to Offroad's cock that hardened in his grip, and the other slid back around to his ass. "I wanted to wake up in you," Daou said as his fingers slipped inside of Offroad. Offroad gasped, his ass automatically pushing back against his finger, attempting to get them deeper. Offroad was embarrassed some time to admit how long they went in between fucking each other.
"Ou," Offroad moaned, his hand gripping Daou's on his cock, helping him stroke him faster. "Fuck me," Offroad pleaded, needing his alpha.
"I gotta stretch you first, baby," Daou moaned, adding another finger.
"No, just fuck me, please," Offroad whimpered. "It's been too long, I need you."
"I know, baby, but-"
"Daddy!" Veronica's voice echoing in the bathroom cut Daou off, and Offroad froze, praying their daughter had not wandered into their bathroom. "Daddy!" She called out again as Daou's hands fell from his body. Her voice was distorted, and Offroad didn't spot her in the bathroom, but what he did spot was a small monitor sitting on the bathroom counter.
