Kim's POV
It had been two days since the baptism, and Y/n and I found ourselves in Jerusalem. We had decided to enjoy a quiet dinner, leaving our kids in the care of a nanny.
Y/n broke the silence, "I've been thinking – well, North and I have been talking."
I couldn't help but tease, "That's never a good sign."
He responded with playful offense, "Hey!"
Smirking, I continued, "Last time you two did some 'talking,' the pool ended up pink."
Y/n chuckled, "It was an experiment!"
Curious, I asked, "So, what are you two up to this time?"
Y/n cleared his throat and reached out to hold my hand, a warm comfort I welcomed willingly. "We want to take a trip."
I raised an eyebrow, "What kind of trip?"
With a sigh, he admitted, "A road trip."
I relaxed a bit, "Well, that's not so bad. I thought you were going to say something..."
Y/n interrupted, "A road trip to Japan."
My eyes widened in disbelief, "Y/nn, that's insane and impossible."
He hesitated, "It's not, baby. We'd drive from Israel to Japan."
I couldn't help but retort, "And how do you plan on driving across the ocean?"
There was a pause, and I seized the opportunity, "Exactly, we can go to Japan, but we'll have to fly there."
Y/n let out an exasperated huff, slumping into his seat, clearly disappointed.
"Don't be such a baby," I said, leaning over to caress his face and planting a soft kiss on his lips. Those lips of his had always been irresistible, just like the man himself.
He was everything I had ever wanted. I hadn't expected a baby to become a part of the equation so quickly, but I had no regrets. Psalm was like a bridge connecting our two families, a bond that grew stronger each day.
Y/n interrupted my thoughts, his voice muffled against my lips as I continued to kiss him.
"It's been six weeks," he murmured.
I teased him, planting small kisses all over his face, "Yeah?"
He corrected, "Six weeks and five days to be exact."
I couldn't help but smile, "Well then..."
......
I was on cloud nine.
My mind was numb to my surroundings, the only thing that kept me grounded was the feeling of Y/n's cold hands all over my hot body.
The sound of our skin slapping together, heavy breathing, my moans and whimpers.
The room was dim, the lights off and only source of light was from the moon shining from the bare windows around the room.
I could still taste his cum that was from the first few rounds of sex we'd had from the car to this moment.
I was knocked out of my haze when I felt the tip of his cock rub against what felt like my cervix. I couldn't help but let outs a loud moan followed by whimpers that mixed with his grunts.
We'd fucked in the car, against the walls, a table and finally on the bed which was now bare of pillows from the amount of times I've thrashed around.
He continued pounding into me from behind, we usually loved facing each other when we had sex but tonight we agreed on fucking and nothing else.
