How about you give her the bedtime bottle tonight?”

I looked up in surprise see Luke standing there holding our sleepy-looking, pajama-clad cutie over one arm, with her bottle in his opposite hand. Without hesitation, I automatically reached for our daughter. To my surprise, she actually reached for me too.

Luke slipped away while I got her settled in my lap with her bottle, then came back a moment later with a blanket. He covered her, then moved around the room dimming the lights.

I was surprised when he settled down on the couch next to me a few minutes later, curling his legs up beneath him. He sat there quietly reading a book on his Kindle, while I fed Sammy.

I watched in fascination as her eyes slowly began to blink, and slowly drift shut. Just before her eyes closed for the final time, Sammy smiled at me around the nipple of the bottle, and reached out with one of her tiny hands to touch my cheek.

Her hand rested there as she drifted off to sleep. I turned and nuzzled her palm, kissing it gently before carefully moving it down to rest on her chest.

I felt myself being watched, and glanced over to see Luke eyeing me with a soft smile, his eyes filled with what I could only hope were happy tears.

Luke smiled at me shyly, then reached over and took the empty bottle. He set it off to the side, then drew the blanket closer around Sammy.

“Would you like to hold her a little bit longer? Or, would you like me to take her and put her to bed now? Your choice.”

I dipped my head down to kiss her forehead before turning back to Luke.

“I’d love to sit here and hold her for awhile. She’s only just begun to finally let me hold her these past few days, and even then, she’s never still. I want to hold her close and just look at her. You know, this whole situation is simply amazing to me. Two short weeks ago, I had no idea this angel even existed. I thought you were living with some abusive asshole named Sam. And now… Here we are. I have to tell you... She’s completely perfect, Luke. You’ve done an amazing job with her.”

Luke bit his lip and smiled sweetly. “I’m still amazed that you haven’t killed me in my sleep for not telling you about her. I never should’ve kept you apart. I’m such a jerk, and yet you’ve been nothing but kind about it.”

I shrugged. “I was angry at first, sure. But at the end of the day, what’s the point in being pissed off? It’s not like you had any reason to think I’d be anything but upset with you for being pregnant after you’d assured me it was the safe part of your heat cycle. And the past me from two years ago might really have been that guy who’d be upset and accuse you of trying to trap me, even though I was right there and equally involved in knocking you up. But you need to know, I’m not that guy anymore.”

Looking down at the precious little one in my arms, I was overcome with wonder yet again.

“No, Luke. Me being angry wouldn’t solve anything, especially when you did it out of fear, rather than any sort of malice. I mean… It happened, and yeah, it sucks. But we can move past it, right? And look at how you’ve gone about things since I found out. You invited me into your home and offered me this chance to get to know her better; you’ve truly bent over backwards to help me connect with her. You’ve shown me all her pictures and home movies, and to top it all off–you made her middle name Grace? Don’t even try to tell me that name wasn’t a nod to my real name, Grayson.”

Luke blushed and looked down at his lap. “Of course it was. I wanted her to have your name, even if I didn’t know at the time whether you’d ever want to meet her. I mean, I’d always intended on telling you. I promise that I really would’ve figured out a way to tell you at some point before she graduated college, honest.”

I shifted Sammy slightly to free my right hand, then reached over to take and hold Luke’s.

“Listen, sweetness. I think you have already, and probably always will, mentally punished yourself far worse than I ever would have. How about this... Let’s start over with a clean balance between us, and just try not to even worry about all that anymore. Can we do that?”

Luke turned his hand over in my palm and threaded our fingers together before resting his head against my shoulder. “I’d like that,” he said softly.

We sat like that for awhile, until I gave Luke’s hand a gentle squeeze. “Why don’t you pick out a movie or something? I’ll go put Sammy to bed. And then, I was thinking that maybe we could spend some time together tonight?”

“Sure, I’d like that. In fact, I’ll go grab us some snacks. You sure you’ve got her? She might need a diap—“ Luke stopped himself and held up his hands. “You’ve been watching the bedtime routine for well over a week. I’m sure you can do this, and you’ve got a right to try and do it without my input.”

I smiled as I took my baby and carried her to bed, luckily her diaper was dry so it was just a matter of getting her settled and tucking her in. I turned on the monitor and nightlight, before slipping back out of her room and pulling her door almost shut—but not quite... Just the way Luke preferred it.

When I came back out to the living room, I found that Luke had poured us both a glass of wine, and brought out a small plate of cheese and crackers.

He had a recent comedy queued up on the screen, and was watching me with an expectant smile as I walked over to take my seat. On the way over, I grabbed the afghan from the back of the recliner.

Luke grabbed our glasses of wine before snuggling up next to me while I spread the blanket over our laps and put my arm around him.

Luke started the movie, and we watched it quietly while we nibbled on snacks and sipped our wine. About twenty minutes in, Luke took our empty glasses and set them on the coffee table along with the plate, before settling back against my side again.

I wrapped my arm around him again, running my hand up and down his arm, and feeling very much like a highschooler–despite the fact that we’d already had sex way back when, as evidenced by Sammy’s existence.

That was just sex though. This felt… different. It was more intimate and meaningful than anything I’d ever experienced, and I didn’t want to fuck it up.

Luke lifted his head right as I leaned in with the intention of kissing him on the forehead. Our lips brushed against each other briefly, then firmer, once there was actual intention behind it.

Our kiss deepened, and I felt Luke’s hands roaming my body and threading through my hair. I don’t know how long we kissed, but when I pulled back, I was stunned as I realized that some point Luke had ended up on my lap and was now straddling my legs.

I brushed his hair back as I spoke in a voice just above a whisper. “Are we rushing things here, sweetness?”

Luke shook his head thoughtfully. “No, I think we’re finally finishing what we started a couple years ago.”

I groaned at his words and kissed him again, grabbing his ass with the palms of both hands and pulling him close against me. This time, the kiss didn’t so much end as it moved and evolved as we began kissing each other’s necks, jawlines, collarbones… And any other bare stretch of skin our lips could find.

Luke pulled away finally and gasped. “Take me to bed now, Grazer. I want you inside me tonight.”

“Are you sure, Luke? Because I need you to be sure. If we do this again, I won’t be able to walk away this time—not now that we have a daughter involved.”

Luke answered by grinding his still clothed dick against mine as he spoke. “What do you think?”

I laughed lightly. “I think we need to get to whatever room the lube is in.”

Luke’s only response was to stand and pull me up. He led me down the hall to his room, pausing only to close the door quietly behind us. The time for romance was over, as we hurriedly stripped and dropped into Luke’s unmade bed.

Luke pointed at the nightstand on my side of the bed. “The lube is in that drawer, I don’t think I have condoms though… And if I do, they’re definitely out of date. You have any?”

I pulled him into my arms for a quick kiss, then rested my forehead against his. “Do I need one?”

Luke’s hands were rubbing my chest, his fingertips tracing my nipples as he spoke. “I have no idea where I am in my heat cycle, I haven’t bothered to keep track of that shit since we’ve been apart.”

My heart raced a little as I realized the implication of his statement. He hadn’t been with anyone since we’d been together. I’m ashamed to admit how much I loved knowing that.

“That’s not what I meant, sweetness. I’m saying what I said out in the living room. If we do this? I’m not going away. I’m going to stick to you like glue until I can con you into being my family permanently.”

Luke pulled back and looked at me in surprise. “You’d actually want that?”

I winked at him, and chuckled as I remembered the bathroom scene from a few days ago. “I would. It’s been on my mind ever since you got dick-slapped and still came back for more.”

Luke pinched me in the side playfully. “Not funny, you big alphahole. That was embarrassing as hell.”

I shook my head. “No, sweetness. It was fucking adorable—and definitely memorable. So, what you say? Shall I grab the lube, or do you want to just fool around? I’m good with that, too. Whatever you’re ready for, that’s what we’ll do.”

Luke reached down and stroked my cock. “In that case, I’m ready for you to grab the lube.”

While I grabbed the lube, Luke worked his way down my body, and began licking my cock. I groaned and rolled over on my back.

“Flip around, sweetness. While you get me ready, I’ll do the same for you.”

Luke lifted his head and flashed me a grin before moving onto all fours and crawling around to straddle my torso. While he proceeded to tease and taunt me with his all too talented tongue, I returned the favor.

Grabbing his ass with both hands, I spread his cheeks and burrowed my face into his crack, licking my way down to his pucker. I licked and lapped all around it while he squirmed and moaned with his mouth full of my cock.

As I felt that tight ring of muscle begin to loosen, I speared my tongue and pushed my way in. While I pumped my tongue in and out of his rim, Luke bobbed up and down on my cock. Fuck. I was beginning to wonder if I’d even last long enough to make it through the main event at this rate.

I forced myself to pull away and lube up my fingers. The only way this was going to happen was if I made myself move things along. I lubed my fingers and began carefully working his hole, taking the time to make sure he was good and prepped before swatting him gently on the butt.

“Flip around, sweetness. I want to watch your face while I make you mine.”

Luke gave my cock one last long, slurping suck before pulling off and flipping around onto the bed beside me. I got up and knelt between his legs, lifting them over my forearms as I lined up and began to slowly feed my cock into that tight hole. I gazed into his big brown eyes while I slowly pushed my way into his snug channel.

Once I was completely filling him, my balls wedged right up against his ass, I stilled to let him adjust. Luke slid his legs up onto my shoulders and reached for my hands as he began rocking against me in a silent demand for more.

Reaching under him, I lifted his hips and began to thrust. Fuck. His channel was so tight, it fit me like a glove. I’d forgotten how perfect his velvet walls felt as they hugged my cock.

I vowed to myself that I’d never forget again, as I picked up my pace and rocked into him harder with smooth, firm strokes. His hand moved to grab his own dick, stroking himself slowly while his head thrashed from side to side, his moans filling the room.

With a groan, I leaned over and captured his mouth with mine. Luke’s hands moved up to embrace me, his legs moving down to wrap around my hips.

With each rock of my hips, his dick rubbed against my abs, giving him the friction he must have been seeking because he shouted into my mouth as spurts of cum shot out between us, coating our chests.

His walls all but strangled my cock, milking the cum right from my cock as I exploded into his channel. I’d known we wouldn’t last long... I just hadn’t expected it to be this intense.

When my cock finally stopped pulsing, I carefully pulled out and flopped down on my back beside him. I turned my head to stare at him, our eyes meeting with wonder. Luke moved over into my waiting arms, snuggling up against me and resting his head on my shoulder.

I was still panting and trying to catch my breath when Luke’s sleepy voice whispered into my ear. “Tomorrow you can move your clothes in here, I’ll clear out a few drawers for you... Yeah, you’ll definitely be staying in here with me now.”

I was still smiling when I drifted off to sleep a few minutes later, contented by the feeling of Luke in my arms and his soft, even breaths in my ear.