Little angel of ours

Part 6

It's been about 7 months since Aiden was born. He was a very beautiful baby boy. He had green eyes, black hair, and freckles. It was about 2 in the morning when Aiden started crying in his crib. Ian groaned while Mickey slapped his chest, "Your son" Mickey said. "My son?" I groaned back in response. Ian and Mickey did paper rocks scissors and Ian won, he laughed and rolled over.

"Fuck" Mickey said while getting up and going to the crib. "Aiden, why you crying" he asked while picking him up. Aiden kept crying so Mickey walked into the kitchen. He warmed up some formula and fed Aiden on the couch. They still lived in the Milcovich house. Mandy was long gone and Terry was in prison. Finally Aiden went to sleep and Mickey laid back down by Ian.

"Hey, you awake?" Mickey asked seductively. Ian just groaned in response. "I can't sleeeeeep" Mickey said teasing and getting on top of Ian. "Hey that's my line" Ian said rolling over. Mickey got on top of Ian. "You want too?" Mickey asked kissing Ian's neck. "Am I 16 or something of course, don't need my permission" Ian groaned out. "Shut up" Mickey said removing Ian's sweats.

Ian and Mickeys room filled with moans and the sound of skin flapping. Together they were making sounds loud enough for anyone to hear. "Mick you're too loud" Ian said groaning. "Me? Seriously?" Mickey panted out. Just then they heard a little cry. "Shut up" Ian moaned and covered Mickeys mouth. Ian stopped thrusting and stayed still between Mickeys legs. "I can't breathe asshole" Mickey mumbled out. Ian still kept his mouth over him and continued thrusting. Slowly he removed his hand and Mickey closed his eyes shut, feeling his orgasm approach. "Shitt Ian, I'm close" Mickey moaned out. Ian started to slow his pace, he wanted to continue taking his time. Again another cry but even louder. "Jesus, go check on him" Mickey groaned out annoyed.

Ian was not going to be told twice. He pulled out and grabbed his boxers. Ian ran down the little hallway to see Aiden standing in his crib. "Hey little guy, Daddy fed you a little while ago, what's wrong" Ian asked in his baby voice. Ian laid him on the changing pad and was about to change his diaper when Mickey walked in. "Pass me a diaper Mickey" Ian said while unwrapping the straps of the diaper. Mickey grabbed it and handed it to Ian and began to play with Aidens hair. "The fuck?" Ian asked. "He's dry?" Mickey asked and Ian felt the diaper. Nothing, it was dry dry.

"Huh, maybe someone was too loud and woke him up" Ian teased. Mickey laughed and flipped him off. "Hey, I'm loud, and you love it" Mickey said and pecked his cheek. "Hmmm" Ian said and laughed. Ian clothed him again and laid him back down. Aiden began to cry again. Ian and Mickey both looked at him and Aiden stopped crying. "I'm sorry Mickey" Ian said sarcastically. "I guess our son has to sleep with us" Ian said while laughing. "Again, its the second night this week" Mickey groaned out and laughed. "Oh no daddy does want you to sleep with us, oh no, daddy is a meanie" Ian talked to Aiden in his baby voice. "C'mere" Mickey held his hands out and Aiden put his out for Mickey to hold him.

Together they walked back to the room. Ian laid down first. Mickey passed Aiden to Ian and he laid down as well. Now Aiden was between the two men, smiling and giggling. Ian and Mickey looked at each other and smiled. Aiden giggled, "Daddy" he said and smiled. Ian shot up to Mickey and laughed. "His first word" Mickey smiled. "Daddy, Daddy" Aiden yelled out. Ian cuddled him up and smiled. "Yeah Aiden, we are here" Ian said. Slowly Aiden and Ian drifted to sleep. Mickey just laid there admiring his beautiful family.