Let's Have A Baby

Part 1

Sex with Shawn was always great. The two of you were so in love, and that's probably why it was so easy to do some nasty shit to each other. You liked to tie each other up, or eat whipped cream off one another, even fuck on the kitchen counter. There were few limits.

It was always afterward that he got all loving. Once he left his mark on your body, all he wanted was to hold you tight and nuzzle kisses into your neck. It was also when he wanted to talk about real stuff. About what was bothering him, the world, anything on his mind.

"Let's have a baby." you heard him say one night into the darkness of your bedroom, only a faint stream of light filtering in from behind the curtains. A yellow glow filled the room, illuminating your husband's face and reflecting off of your wedding ring.

"What? Okay, Shawn. Yeah. Let's have a baby. With your constant touring and my stressful career, it's the perfect time to start a family. Yeah, right." you mumbled back, blaming his sudden optimism on his post-sex state.

"Baby, we've already started a family. You're my family now. I love you and I think we should make a baby. There's no one in the world I would ever want this with, and I know I want it with you." he said, sounding as if he were almost on the verge of tears.

You considered it, thinking long and hard for a second. "Okay."

He shot up, reaching for your hand. "Are you serious? Babe, re-really?! You want to try for a baby?!" he asked, suddenly excited.

"I mean, yeah, Shawn. You're right. I want this, and I want it with you. Let's have a baby." sitting up, you could see his wide, giddly smile in the dimly lit room, just for a moment as he took you into his arms, kissing your forehead.

"We're gonna have a baby. I love you." he said into your hair, completely elated.