The Cavill Clan

Quiet House

Pairing: dad!Henry Cavill x Reader

Prompt: "what was your favorite Halloween costume as a kid?"

Rating: NSFW (18+ no excuses) breeding kink, office sex, gagging, FemDom, if you squint, doggy style.

You were sitting on the sofa, scrolling through Pinterest trying to get ideas for your kiddos Halloween costumes this year. You wanted something for the tykes that wasn't overdone or store bought and you were struggling to figure out what to dress them up as. Where you had a 4 year old, a 2 year old and your set of 8 month old twins, you were hoping to figure out a group costume for them that was easy to wrangle your little brood of wild boys.

Setting down your laptop on the coffee table, you padded towards Henry's office. You were glad that henry's mum had taken the older two for the afternoon and that the twins were napping soundly for the time being having been milk drunk when you put them down for their naps. You rapped your knuckles gently on Henry's doorframe, making him look up from his script and slip his glasses off his face.

"Yes, my love?"

"What was your favorite Halloween costume as a kid? I'm trying to figure out the boys costumes and I just can figure out what they should be, I feel like it's kinda staring me in the face and im just missing it."

Henry chuckles and gestures for you to come sit with him. "You do realize Halloween is still a month away, right?" He asks, as you settle yourself in his lap sideways, legs draped over the arm of his chair. He wraps a thick arm around to secure you.

"I know, I just wanna get a jump on them because I wanna put them together myself, not buy them from a shop."

He nods and then kisses your cheek. "Let me think," he mumbles, his voice rumbling through you. "I don't remember dressing up that much for Halloween but I'm pretty sure that you could ask mum when she drops the boys off, she'd probably remember."

"I bet whatever you dressed up as you were absolutely adorable, Hen," you say, stroking his cheek.

"Thank you, lovey," he says, smiling up at you.

You lean and kiss him softly. "I love you, Hen."

"I love you too, (y/n)," he mumbles, pressing his forehead against yours.

"Hen, the twins are out like two little logs. Think we should take advantage of a quiet house?" You say, rubbing your thumb over his lips. He licks the pad of our thumb as his eyes darken.

"fuck yes," he growls, reaching out and pushing the things on his desk outta the way. He lifts you onto the desk and stands up. You pull his shirt out of the waistband of his trousers and then underdo his pants while he tugs his shirt off over his head. You grip his waist and kiss his up his chest and flick your tongue over his nipples.

He moans lowly.

"Shhh, bear, don't wanna wake the cubs do we?" You ask, nipping at his abs.

He groans again and you tsk.

"Am I going to have to gag you bear?" you ask, pushing his pants down his massive thighs.

He closes his eyes as you mouth over the shape of his cock in his boxers and drops a massive hand to the top of your head. "Baby, please, just wanna be inside you."

You slide off the desk and wiggle out of your leggings, kicking them off. You hook your thumbs into your panties next and step out of them one foot after the other and ball them up in your hand. "open, baby, can't have the cubs interrupting us, if they want a sister."

Henry groans one more time, but opens his mouth for you and you push your balled up panties into his mouth. He lets out a muted moan as you squeeze his cock one last time before turning around and bracing yourself on the desk.

You wiggle your ass. "I'm ready for you, Hen,"

He pushes his boxers down to his midthigh and you look at him over your shoulder. Through lust heavy eyes you watch him fist his cock a few times before he's crowding you against the desk and pushing into you.

You cover your mouth as he pulls out and snaps himself back inside you at a brutal pace. You whimper into your palm as he grabs your hair in one hand, pulling you back into an arch as he reaches deeper inside you. You clench around him feeling your orgasm approaching quicker than you'd normally like. Henry's right with you as you can fill him twitching inside you and his thrusts are getting sloppy. "please, hen, fill me up. Put a baby in me," you beg and Henry slams his hips against your ass, filling you with ropes of hot cum as you flutter around him. He drops his skilled fingers to you clit and circles it just so. He grunts in your ear as he grinds his hips against, you cum hard, gushing around your husbands cock. He collapses against you and removes the soggy wad of cotton from his mouth before pressing a kiss to your shoulder.

"Please don't hate me, but I've just remembered my costume," he murmurs into your.

You hum in response, too blissed out to care.

"It was during the Fat Cavill days, I was 13 and my dad had just shown me the 1978 version of The Lord of the Rings and went that year as," he pauses, "I went as Samwise Gamgee."

You can't stop the giggle that erupts from your throat.

"Baby, it's not funny," he says, pulling out of you. He pushes his boxers down his legs and gently lifts your feet to slide them on you seeing your panties were laying in a mess on the floor. He tugs his pants back up.

You turn to face him. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to laugh. I'm sure you looked adorable and to be completely honest Samwise is my favorite Lord of the Rings man," you say, cupping face.

"Really?"

You nod, "When I was a kid, I was all Legolas but as I grew up, I realized that Sam was were it was at because he was loyal and kind and brave. A solid friend and all around amazing man. So what's not love and I think that was very telling costume for you, you're very much a Sam."

He looks at you and he smiles, "God, I love you."

"I love you too," you murmur, kissing him softly. You pull away to rest your forehead against his. You two sit in silence for a few moments and Henry chuckles.

"I can practically hear the gears in your head turning."

"Does your mum have pictures of you in that costume, I wanna use it as reference."

"Reference for what?"

"The boys costumes silly! It makes total sense for them to be hobbits. William can be Frodo, Thomas can be Samwise and the twins can be Merry and Pippin," you say, beaming at him.

"You really are my perfect match aren't you?"

"And you're mine," you say, pressing your forehead to his again. He splays a big hand on your stomach.

"Think we're going to have another halfing on the way?"

You giggles pressing a kiss to his cheek, "We're just going to have to wait and see, now lets cleaned up before your mother brings the boys back."

He presses a final kiss to your forehead before you untangle yourselves from each other and tidy the room. Henry watches you flit around in his boxers and your nursing bra, smiling at just how beautiful you are and marveling at the strength you had to bring him four wonderful sons into the world. And in that moment, it strikes him that he couldn't have gotten any luckier.