~.: De's POV :.~
"Oh, god, Dick... she threw up on you," I groaned, burying my face in Aria's shoulder as Dick backed up, sighing softly as he ran a hand through his hair.
"Jee, thanks a lot, Aria," He chuckled weakly, attempting to make his younger sister feel a little less shitty, "I'll go change and grab you a trash can so you don't use me next time," I flashed out a hand and swatted him in the shoulder, causing him to yelp and jump away from me, "Ow! Why is everyone being mean to me?" I rolled my eyes unamusedly at him before turning back to Aria while Dick leaves the room to change. I couldn't help but feel sorry for her, watching worriedly while she shuddered against Wally as I rubbed her back.
"It's okay, Aria, everything's gonna be okay," Wally was murmuring against her hair in soft soothing tones as he gently brushed Aria's hair away from her face, "I'll get a damp washcloth, babe, you're still burning up..." He throws me a concerned look before kissing her forehead and dashing toward the kitchen while Dick comes back into the room in a new pair of jeans and a white tank top, wielding a trash can.
"Here, Ari," Dick murmured, placing the trash can by her feet before sitting beside me on the couch while resting a hand on my thigh, "Are you feeling okay, De? I know you've had a long night too, and if you need to sle-"
"No!" Aria cut him off with a weak cry, one of her hands flashing out to grab my arm which startles the heck out of me considering I thought she was too dizzy and nauseous to even move that fast, "...I want her to stay in here. She's been helping me.." Dick glances at me worriedly before giving in, defeatedly kissing my hair.
"Alright, I won't make her leave," He chuckles softly, earning a tiny victorious laugh from his sister in response as Wally comes back into the room with a damp washcloth in his hand. Aria smiles weakly up at him, sighing in pleasure as Wally gently tilts her head up and presses the washcloth to her forehead. She visibly relaxes under his touch, leaning back against the couch as he sits down carefully beside her. Dick and I smile warmly at the tender moment between the two, glad that Aria was at least starting to feel a little better now, until a small cry from our bedroom let us know that Brodie was awake. I huffed softly, standing up and leaving Dick on the couch with his sister and Wally so that I can go check on the baby.
As soon as I enter the bedroom, Brodie spots me from his crib and raises his tiny little arms, reaching out for me as he continues to whimper in that small voice of his. I smile affectionately, crossing the floor to his crib and picking him up, bringing him to my chest as I kiss his forehead which instantly gets him to quiet down and relax in my embrace. I lovingly stroke his back, cooing softly to him as he clumsily clutches at my shirt, gooing in response.
"That's a good boy..." I murmured softly, kissing his tiny head before sitting on the mattress that Dick and I shared, careful not to trip over the wastebasket beside Wally's bed that had evidently moved into this room while Aria and I had been gone as I caressed my son, "Shhhh, Brodie, mommy's here," I whispered in a gentle voice while he begins to whimper again. My soothing voice isn't doing any good and as he starts to get even more fussy, I unbutton my shirt and carefully adjust my bra so that I can feed him. Gently, I guided my nipple to his mouth and he clumsily latches on, suckling fervently while letting out small whimpers that slowly give way to his sucking noises.
"There we go, all better?" I giggled softly, stroking his head gently with my free hand before pressing a soft kiss to his forehead, "My poor strong boy was hungry, wasn't he?" Brodie looks up at me with his wide blue eyes briefly before contentedly closing them, curling and uncurling his fingers in his tiny palms that rest close to his body.
"Which strong boy are we talking about, me or him?" A soft chuckle sounds from the doorway to the bedroom and I giggle softly, looking up to see Dick leaning against the doorframe with a loving smile on his lips. I roll my eyes amusedly at him as he crosses over to me and sits with us on the mattress, wrapping an arm around my middle as he grins softly at Brodie who continues to suckle, "Is he calming down now?" Dick murmured in my ear in a soft voice so as not to disturb our son. I nodded, my gaze still on Brodie for a moment longer before I turn toward Dick and steal a kiss from his lips.
He chuckled softly, leaning his forehead against mine as he swipes his tongue across his bottom lip when my mouth pulls away from his, and I smile lovingly at him, "I love you, dork," I giggled softly, then I turn my gaze back toward Brodie as he hiccups against my breast. Carefully, I remove my nipple from his mouth, feeling Dick's gaze on me while I readjust my bra so that my breast slides back in easily as I readjust Brodie so that he's now upright in my arms, gently maneuvering his chin onto my shoulder.
"You're a natural," Dick softly remarks as I gently patted Brodie's back, getting ready to burp him as he starts whimpering uncomfortably, his small hands clinging to the fabric of my shirt. I smirk at Dick, pressing a kiss to his lips before focusing once more on Brodie as he lets out a soft frustrated wail. I rub small circles into his back, cooing in a gentle voice.
"Shhh, it's okay," I murmured, patting him carefully and he finally lets out a belching noise, a wet sticky feeling sliding down my right shoulder that makes me grimace in distaste, "Ugh, lovely. Is my baby boy feeling better now that he's thrown up on mommy?" I sarcastically giggle, rocking Brodie in my arms while Dick cackles in amusement, pulling away from me as I stand up and walk toward our son's crib. I placed him gently in his crib, leaning over and kissing his forehead while humming a soft little tune that seems to soothe Brodie into a soft humming of his own, his sleepy blue eyes blearily focused on my face as I smile tenderly at him from the crib railing.
As I start to sing a lullaby to our son, I feel Dick's presence behind me and I smile happily when he leans his head against the left crook of my neck and begins to softly sing with me, wrapping his arms around my waist. Once we've gotten past a few lines of the lullaby, Brodie finally drifts off to sleep and Dick buried his face in my neck, placing delicate kisses along my skin and I giggled softly as I lead him away from the crib and toward our bed.
"Have I told you that you're amazing?" He chuckled softly, running a hand through his hair as he lays out against our mattress while I strip off my ruined shirt and cross the room over to his dresser and pull out one of his shirts. I giggled, overhearing his compliment as I slip the shirt over my head and readjust it around my body before glancing over at Brodie to make sure he's sleeping.
"Yes, you keep telling me that," I finally giggled, approaching Brodie's crib to turn on the space-themed mobile as Dick watches me. Once the mobile turns on, I happily jump onto my mattress with Dick who's smirking amusedly at me.
"Excited much?" He smugly cackled, pulling me in for a kiss as our lips hover over each other, "I thought you'd be tired after the long day you had," At the reminder, I groan softly, resting my head on his chest as I slump against him. Dick chuckled quietly, rubbing my back reassuringly.
"You didn't have to remind me... ugh, I think I actually do have a headache, honestly," I whimpered, feeling his hands running through my hair as I wrap my arms around him tiredly. He adjusts his position so that he's spooning me in his embrace, resting his forehead against mine.
"You should get some rest, babe," he murmured gently, tenderly kissing the top of my nose but I give him a distressed glance.
"I can't sleep- not when Aria still wants me there for her in the living room- and w-what if Brodie wakes up and starts crying for me? I need to be awake, Dick," I can't help the flood of worries that escapes my lips and Dick laughs softly at my concern, kissing my forehead, "I'll live without sleep, just for tonight," I mumbled, closing my eyes briefly in pleasure as he trails kisses along my neck and jaw.
"You're gonna overwork yourself, De," He softly chuckled, running his nosetip teasingly along my exposed shoulder blade, "You keep going like this and you'll end up just like Bruce and Tim. They work their tails off at all living hours on caffeine and I don't know how they do it... please just remember to take breaks for yourself, okay?" I smile tenderly up at Dick as he gives me a concerned glance and I press a warm kiss to his lips which he eagerly returns, our lips smacking as we kiss.
"I'll remember to take time for myself if you do too, Nightwing~" I softly whispered in between kisses as he runs his hands through my hair. He cackled gently, blue eyes sparkling with amusement at my comment.
"Babe, I'm a superhero, part-time cop, dad, and a big brother to two twin sisters and two younger brothers," Dick murmurs, hovering over me, "But I'll do my best to take care of myself if it'll make you feel better~" I smile warmly and nod in response, receiving another passionate kiss from him which I happily return, tugging at his tank top gently. As he's about to tug off his shirt, Aria calls my name out from the living room and Wally is suddenly at our doorway.
"Hey, De, Aria is- oh, Jesus..." He catches sight of us as we freeze against each other, averting his eyes from us hurriedly, "Uhhh, Aria wants you back in the living room with her." Wally awkwardly coughs, rubbing the back of his neck before rushing away from the door as Dick and I groan in frustration.
I give Dick a protesting pout and he smirks defeatedly, rolling off of me and standing up to help me off the bed. "So not asterous," I grumbled under my breath, making Dick softly cackle in amusement.
"Tell me about it," he laughs in a soft voice, glancing back at Brodie when suddenly Bella and Alyssa come running into the bedroom, tackling him, "Whoa!" I giggle softly as he stumbles slightly under the force of his daughters running at him.
"I'd better get to the living room," I laughed quietly as Dick brings the girls into a group hug, "Don't wake up Brodie while I'm with Aria," Dick and his daughters exchanged 'shhh' gestures and I giggled at them in response before leaving the room to go find Aria. She's nursing the damp washcloth against her forehead as I enter the living room and I give her an understanding smile as she glances weakly at me.
"Are you feeling any better?" I asked gently as I sit beside her on the couch, moving her hair out of her face while being careful not to accidentally knock over the trash can between her feet. Aria grins weakly at me as I relax against the couch cushions, hearing Dick and his daughters laughing softly down the hall.
"A little, now that you're in here," Aria says, leaning her head on my shoulder and I giggled, playfully pushing her off me.
"I'm glad you're doing a little better. But don't lay your head on me because I seriously don't need you to throw up on me," I laughed, "I've already been puked on by Brodie when I was burping him," Aria sticks her tongue out at me before giggling weakly in return.
"At least Wally doesn't mind if I throw up on him," she teasingly said as her fiancé rushes in with a glass of ice water before kissing her on the forehead. At that, Wally laughed, sitting on Aria's other side and pressing kisses against her shoulder.
"I never said that, but I won't throw a fit like Dick or De if you do throw up on me," He chuckled softly, spooning her affectionately. Aria laughs as he Eskimo kisses her and I smile at the two of them.
"I don't know if you're stupid or just madly in love with me," Aria giggles, nuzzling into Wally's embrace. Wally chuckled in response, nibbling her earlobe.
"Might be both~" He chirped, cuddling her close and earning an affectionate swoon from Aria as he wraps his arms around her carefully while I grab the remote to find something interesting to watch. As I'm flipping through the channels, I stumble across a newsbroadcast that happens to have a reporter talking about the party from tonight and it features footage of Dick escorting Blake and Seth out the front door of the apartment complex and into the back of a cop car. My heart jumping into my throat, I flash an anxious gaze at Aria and hurriedly turn the channel to a different one that happens to be playing Lady and The Tramp.
"You didn't have to turn the channel, De..." Aria murmured, still cuddled against Wally's chest, "I already know that we're all over the news, it's fine..." I run a hand stressfully through my hair as Wally gives me a look that plainly reads 'why did you even turn on the tv?' I look away from him and chew my bottom lip anxiously while twiddling my thumbs.
"Don't look so guilty, De, I'm not mad at you for turning on the tv," Aria suddenly giggles, reaching out and resting a hand on my shoulder which makes me abruptly look back up at her, "I promise it's okay, you didn't know. Besides, I could never be mad at my sister," I smile gently at that as she pulls me into a group hug with Wally.
~.: Jared's POV :.~
I chuckled as Acacia slides ontop of me in the bathtub, the bubbles swaying on the water around us while our lips connect. I run my hands down her sides toward her hips and she mischievously grinds against me, slipping herself onto my already hardened member just barely. In response, I groan, pulling her hips foreward and digging my fingers into her skin as I lose control of my thoughts to the need to touch her.
"You're such a badgirl," I grunt, pulling out of her kiss to trail my teeth along the sweet spot of her neck, "We're gonna make a mess," Acacia moans in reply, still content to just roll her hips against mine as she tries to kick things up a notch without knocking off the shampoo bottle beside her on the bathtub ledge.
"We can just towel dry the floor if the water spills over," She breathlessly huffs, her eyes closing in pleasure as she drags her fingernails along my back, leaving fresh red marks as I hiss lustfully. God, I love this woman.
~.: Jason's POV :.~
As we snuggle in bed together, still undressed from our heated bath time fun, I trail kisses along Octavia's shoulder blades, my hands running over her curves as she hums softly in content.
"I'm glad you're not angry that we're having a baby, Jay," she murmured sleepily, snuggling closer to me as I spoon her in my embrace. I smirked softly, kissing her neck passionately as my left hand grazed in between her slender silken thighs.
"I'd never be angry with ya, babygirl," I murmured against her hair as I slip my fingers into her folds, "You could never make me angry and I love you too much."
~.: TO BE CONTINUED :.~
