Pills celebration vol. 2
prompt fourteen, please! with Larissa…. and fluff….
of course anon!
The most beautiful years - Larissa Weems
warnings: pure fluff
“Darling,” Larissa shook you gently and you opened your eyes. It was few weeks after you gave birth to the twins. “Darling, they are hungry,” Larissa said softly and you swallowed, trying to sit up.
“I am awake,” your eyes opened and you looked around in the room, realizing that babies were crying. Closing your eyes for a second, when you wanted to stand up from the bed, Larissa was already holding your daughter in her hands. And your other daughter was still in her bed, but still crying. “Give her to me.”
Larissa did as you told her and you immediately freed your nipple for your baby. The little girl started immediately sucking on your breast and you smiled softly, hoping in that you would get even few hours of sleep soon.
“Lay down and feed her like that. You’re tired.”
“If I lay down, I’ll fall asleep,” you said immediately and Larissa breathed out, having your daughter over her shoulder and gently tapping her back.
When little Diana was fed, she pulled away from your nipple and you exhaled. Changing babies with Larissa, she put Diana onto her shoulder and started tapping her back gently, to help her with relieving. And you had Lucille in your hands, already sucking on your nipple.
“Just like that my love. Pretty slowly okay? So your tummy won’t hurt,” you said softly and kept feeding Lucille. Your eyes moved to Larissa with Diana. They were both swaying in the bedroom you were also in and you smiled.
She was the woman you had been searching for in your life. As you smiled at her, your baby pulled away from your nipple. You put her onto your shoulder and looked over at Larissa since you could feel her eyes on you.
“What is it?”
“You are taking it really well,” Larissa whispered with an intention to not make the babies cry and you just smiled, letting her know that you appreciated the words she said to you.
You stood up and started walking with the baby on your shoulder, trying to help her with releasing a burp.
“Thank you Larissa,” you said with a soft smile and when she smiled back at you, you knew that your wife was the right one for you. As your wife, as your lover, as your daughter’s mother.
