Lost Love [H.S]

seventy three

1 February 2022

"Fucking hell, Addie." Harry sighs, gently grasping my face to pull me up his body so he can press his lips against mine in multiple soft pecks. "Good fucking morning to me."

There's a lazy grin on his face when I pull up to see him again, his eyes look sleepy and he looks so sweet like this. "Happy fucking birthday to you." I fall down beside him, resting my head on his bicep and he quickly accommodates, moving his head to rest against mine.

"Mhm, thank you." He presses his lips against the top of my head and I let out a laugh.

"You're thanking me for sucking your dick?" I look up as he turns his head against the pillow to see me, smiling.

He nods his head, "obviously, I appreciate you." He sounds half asleep, like he doesn't even know what he's saying. I smile, reaching up to brush some curls out of his face where they'd stuck from the slight sweat that built on his forehead earlier.

I'll have the image of him, whining, whimpering and begging for me while he came down my throat, stuck in my head all day. The way his chest expanded and his stomach tensed before the longest, deep moan left his swollen lips, that's all I can think about.

I chuckle, pressing my lips against his chin. "M'gonna go pee and get ready, I'll be two minutes." He nods his head, yawning as his eyes fall shut.

Climbing out of the warmth of our bed, I head into the bathroom and quickly use the toilet before brushing my teeth and washing my face. It's like perfect timing because once I walk back into the bedroom, Sonny begins to cry through the baby monitor clearly just woken up.

Harry's asleep, my pillow pressed into his chest with his face buried against it while soft snores leave him which is quite perfect because now I have time to get the girls up and they can make him breakfast.

I pull on one of Harry's hoodies and some sweatpants before heading out of our bedroom and straight into Sonny's bedroom, his cries are for attention because he knows that if he cries then someone will go and get him.

"Good morning, Sonny boy!" I smile, seeing him led on his back in his crib and his arms and legs begin to fly around excited to see me while a chubby, little smile appears on his face. "Hi baby!"

Happy little gurgles leave his lips as I lift him up, pressing my lips against his little forehead. "Such a happy boy, huh? My sweet sunshine." I gently nuzzle my nose against his nose which makes his little hands reach up and grab at my face.

I carry him out of his room, heading into Capri's to see if she's still sleeping, which she is, so I leave her be because it's Saturday and she doesn't have school.

Posie, however, is up. Dressed ready for the day while she sits at her desk and brushes through her hair, the presents she got for Harry in a pretty white gift bag that's covered in little red hearts.