30 Day OTP Challenge MacCreadyxMale Sole Survivor

15•Sweet and Passionate

LOL HELLUUUUU ANYONE STILL HEEEEERE?

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"But daaaaaad! I don't wanna go to bed." Duncan pouted and wriggled around in his father's arms.

"Come on bud, listen to your dad." I cooed. He groaned but complied.

"I have a question." He started.

"Do I both call you dad? Won't that get confusing?" He asked softly, earning brief laughter from Mac and I.

"You can call me whatever you like." I assured him. I followed the two into Duncan's small room in the old house and watched as he got tucked in. He got a kiss on the forehead and was looking at me full of glee. Rob stepped back and smiled lovingly, as if to say it was alright. I had never been good with kids, to say the least. They've always loved me, but I'm always too nervous, and MacCready always senses it. I gently moved over to D before being engulfed into a huge hug. He squeezed me tightly and let go after a bit. I felt happy and proud. Proud that I was being accepted into their family. We flicked off the light and immediately, RJ ran past me to our bedroom. I chased after him, finding him hiding under the covers like a child, yet giggling like a maniac.

"Someone's happy." I chuckled, throwing my shirt on the ground and removing my jeans. Mac smiled and folded back the bed covers on my side.

"In what way?" He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. I grabbed his ass and pulled him closer to me.

"More ways than one." I purred into his ear and engulfed his lips in a kiss. Our mouths moved together passionately and our tongues danced together. He groaned out when one of my hands moved to his crotch.

"Shhh. Wouldn't want to wake Duncan." I tutted. He nodded frantically and trailed his hands up and down my chest. We continued the scene for a while, enjoying the feeling we shared for each other. He gripped my hair and tugged ever so lightly as his other hand slid my boxers off with difficulty. I helped him once he grumbled in defeat and pulled him on top of me. Our lips found each other again and they molded together perfectly. Mac grinded his hips downward against mine, my tip gently nudging against his entrance. The most beautiful moan erupted from my husband. He lowered himself onto me and then rose. Not long before he was a moaning sweating mess that had to bite his hand to keep quiet. I grabbed his hips and held him in place while I thrusted upwards into him. He let out a muffled noise as he came onto our chests. The action brought me to release inside him shortly after. I helped him lie down next to me in my arms since we were both out of energy.

"Should I go check on him?" I suggested, moving his hair out of the way and kissing his forehead.

"Nah, he'll be fine. Plus you're comfortable." He hummed in approval at the end. We soon fell asleep with tangled limbs. My last thought was how happy I was to be a part of the family.