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It's been six weeks since Henry was born, and sometimes it feels like it's been longer than that, and sometimes like it was only yesterday. Mostly it depends on what kind of day it is, and how much trouble she has getting Henry to sleep, because if he's not sleeping, she's not sleeping.

Today is one of the days where it feels like they've made no progress at all, despite the fact that they just saw the doctor today and were both cleared. Henry's growing like he should, and she can resume life as it was before Henry was born. Including going back to work, which she will do on Monday.

She's just finishing up feeding Henry when she hears Neal come into the apartment. She sets Henry down in his crib to nap...hopefully to nap...and there, he seems to be asleep, so she backs away slowly and quietly so he won't wake up again, because she needs a few minutes to herself. She closes the door most of the way and sinks down onto the couch in the living room.

"I can't take another six weeks of this. I haven't slept more than two hours at a time since we brought him home."

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Emma looks down at Henry while she feeds him. "I think daddy's feeling a little left out." She smiles over at Neal while running her fingers through his hair. "It's okay, we'll find something for him to do."

Neal laughed softly, pressing his lips affectionately against Emma's cheek. "That's for when Henry is asleep." He whispered against her ear before gently nipping at her earlobe. It was wildly inappropriate with a baby in Emma's arms but Neal didn't care. He thought she was the most beautiful person in the world and he wanted her.

It had been a while since they could do anything with just the two of them. Henry took priority and then work. There wasn't enough hours or time in the day for anything else. Neal felt a noticeable tightness in his pants at the thought, he didn't care of Emma saw, but it was in the way.

"I think it's time for daddy to cool off. I'll run to the store to grab what's on the list. Need anything?" The corner drug store had milk, eggs and everything that they needed when it came to small grocery products. Neal only went to the full store about once a month and it was usually an ordeal, involving the car and its small storage space.

She smiles at him when he does that. She knows exactly what's on his mind, and she'd be lying if she said it wasn't on hers too. She's missed being with him in that way, and the doctor did tell her just today that she could go back to doing that kind of thing now.

She takes hold of the front of his shirt and leans in to give him a soft kiss. Yes, she's holding Henry, but it's not like he's going to know what they're doing. Or that they're going to do it with him in the bed with them.

"If you want to pick up something to make sure that Henry's not going to be a big brother, that would be okay." She hadn't been too concerned about having them around for awhile now; with them both being each other's first and her already being pregnant, it hadn't seemed necessary. But it's not something she wants to go through again so soon.

Neal growled softly against Emma's lips. It really has been to long though he had tried his best not to think about it. As tired as he was, there was always energy for sex, but Emma had to recover and they had a baby to think about now.

They might need to find a bigger place...

"Yeah." He spoke against her lips before leaning down to kiss Henry's forehead. "I'll be back soon. Something for him and some milk and eggs." It'd be obvious to Emma that he was trying not to call attention to the tightness of his pants.

"Be back soon."

He might be trying not to call attention to it, but she knows it's there. She can't help but smile a little at the idea. She could use a chance to relax.

"We'll be waiting." She watches him leave the room and then, while he's gone, she finishes feeding Henry and goes out to the kitchen to get herself some soup from the pan on the stove. When he comes back, she's sitting at the table eating dinner, with Henry asleep in her arms.

Neal didn't take that long and when he returned he had two small bags of groceries. His erection had safely vanished though that didn't last when he stepped into the kitchen. He couldn't help it, Emma was very sexy, even while eating soup.

"Knocked out?" He nodded to Henry before putting the groceries away.

"Sound asleep." Safe and warm in his mother's arms, with a full stomach. It hadn't taken Henry long to fall asleep. "Do you want to put him in his crib while I finish eating?"

"Yeah."

Neal whispered despite the fact that Henry will wake up whether someone was speaking or not. He kissed the top of Emma's head while gathering Henry in his arms. As always Neal was overly gentle with the boy, holding him as if he was made of glass.

It didn't take long to put him to bed and return to the kitchen. When he did return he just stood at the door way, watching Emma with a smile.

"You're so beautiful, you know that don't you?"

By the time he gets back, she's standing at the sink, rinsing out her bowl. She looks down at herself -- still tired, wearing stained clothes, and she hadn't gotten a shower yet today, not to mention that she hasn't lost the baby weight yet. She ducks her head.

"No I'm not."

Neal chuckled softly. "Yes, you are." Amusement danced in his gaze as he stepped towards his love. His fingers brushed along her arms, pulling her close to his chest. His erection was back in full force now that it was just the two of them and Neal did nothing to hide it but instead pressed his hip tightly against Emma's backside.

"Feel that?" His whispered in her ear before nibbling affectionately at her earlobe. "That thinks you are."

Neal smiled against her neck before pressing his lips against the smooth warmth of her skin. "You are perfect for me." He paused, before continuing. "Emma I have a question." His voice caressed the curve of her neck as he spoke in a soft whisper. "Will you marry me? Formally." They had been living together, had a child together but Neal had never gotten around to asking her to marry him.

Henry had been a bit of a surprise after all.

Her heart starts racing when he presses up behind her, and her breath catches in her throat. Even with everything that has happened between them, with the fact that he stuck around after finding out about Henry, even the fact that Henry exists in the first place, she still has a hard time believing that anyone can feel that way about her. That anyone wants her around, or will stick around themselves instead of abandoning her yet again.

She turns around to face him and puts her arms around his neck. "You really want that?" She takes a moment to study his face, to consider what's now pressing against her thigh. She still has a hard time believing that this is happening, but she knows what her answer is, "Yes. I will."

She leans in to kiss him while one arm untangles itself from his neck and her hand slides down his chest and into his pants to wrap itself around his erection.

Neal's heart leaps into his throat at her answer. He was the happiest guy in the world. Then her fingers circled his cock and that affection gaze turned into a mixure of love, surprise and desire. He moaned against her lips, pulling her against him as they kissed. He was the happiest and now horniest guy in the world.

His hands traveled down her back and then around her rear. "Hold on tight." He growled the words as he swept her off her feet, keeping her close to him and his cock within reach, while walking over to the kitchen table to sit her down.

With Emma seated on the sturdy table his hands traveled up, pulling Emma's shirt over her head.

"You want to do this here?" Then she shrugs. "Okay." It's started, they both want it, why wait? She wraps her legs tight around his waist as her free hand unfastens his pants and starts to pull them down.

Neal chuckled softly. "You started it." He had just asked her to marry him. His lips pressed heatedly against hers as his fingers skillfully unfastened her bra. He was a pro at it.

He exhaled when he saw the swell of her breast. They were still larger than normal and of course she was always beautiful in every possible away. He wanted to touch her but he also wanted to get the rest of their clothes off first.

Neal pulled his own shirt off and then helped kick off his pants before grabbing and pulling hers down.

"Really?" She looks over at him while she leans back on her hands behind her, lifting her hips so that her pants can slide off. Her eyes glance down between his legs as she sits up straight again, her swollen breasts brushing against him. "I thought you started it."

A low groan rumbled through Neal's chest as his eyes moved over her. "Fuck you're beautiful." He spoke as he pressed his lips hard against hers. He only spoke again when they required air. "We both started it."

On hair laced through her hair, pulling her close to him while the other positioned his cock against her sex. He was too eager and he had to firmly remind himself to slow down. His hips began to thrust forward at a slow pace, rubbing his erection against her entrance, covering his length with her arousal.

"Wait." As much as she wants this, and it's undeniable that she wants this, she presses her hands flat against his chest anyway. "Protection. Did you bring any from the store?"

She's not going to stop this if he didn't, she's been waiting for it for too long, but she's definitely not ready for another baby.

Neal growled softly. "I don't have anything." Sort of why Henry happened in the first place. "I'll be careful." He didn't have to cum inside her, plus he wanted her to reach her orgasm first, he could hold it back.

He leaned forward and kissed her softly. "But I can stop. If you want." He spoke against her lips, not wanting to stop but willing to for Emma's comfort.

"No." She's been waiting for this for weeks, she's not stopping now. It makes her feel better, anyway, to know that even in her unshowered, baby weight state, that he still finds her attractive.

Besides, they just got engaged, and shouldn't they celebrate that? She spreads her legs open wider. "I want you."

Neal groaned as he pressed his lips hard against hers. His hips roll forward slowly, first rubbing his erection against her entrance, before finally sinking inside of her. A low moan pulled from his chest as he held her hips tightly in his hand.

"Fuck Emma you feel amazing."

"So do you," she gasps as he enters her. She wraps her legs and one arm tightly around him and braces herself with her other arm behind her. "I missed this."

Neal growled against her skin as he began to thrust into her. His hands molded at her waist as he began to kiss and bite at her neck. "Oh Emma."

He had to hold back. It's been too long and he wanted to feel good too.

She rolls her hips with each thrust, pulling him in deeper, and the arm around his back clutches tighter. She gasps his name into his ear. It's been so long since they've done this that she doesn't expect to last long.

Neal griped the table hard as he moved, trying to keep himself from cumming too soon. "Fuck Emma." He panted in her ear as his hips bucked against her. "I'm not gonna last." He pulled her close, pressing his lips to hers as he moved.

He'd wait until the last second before pulling out, his seed spilling onto her thigh and then the floor.

Oh no. This is definitely not going to be satisfying enough. It barely scratched the surface of what she was hoping for tonight.

She picks up a couple of napkins to wipe the warm, sticky fluid off her thigh. "I have a better idea. You clean this up, and I'll get dressed and go to the store, then meet you in the bedroom."