Set Up

Part 18- I Want to Start Trying

_Henry's POV_
"Whore," Jo barked; chucking eggs at Molly's door. That was a rather low blow, but I understand. Her words stream from jealousy. "HE'S MINE!" She shouted; speaking to herself as she continued to empty the carton. "MINEEE. MY DICK. THAT DICK IS MINE!" she declared. -Perhaps we shouldn't have had those few glasses of wine before this(for the sake of clarity, let it be said that I had half a glass and Jo had 4.) I couldn't help but laugh at how worked up she was getting. "AND.. MY FACE. MY BODY. MY ASS. ALL OF HIM.. ALL OF THIS SEXY OLD MAN.. IS MINE," she slurred. I started to crack up, and she dropped the empty carton on her front porch. "Slut. You and your.. Blonde hair," she spat. She stumbled, and I caught her; Jo peering up into my eyes slightly disoriented. "I want.. F*ck you on her.. Bed. Can we have sex on..Bed?" she asked; straightening up. "You were the one who encouraged me to pursue her," I chuckled; carrying Jo back to the car. "Meh," she muttered; crawling into the back seats, and laying down. "That's not safe.." I spoke. "Neither is.. Dying," she babbled; turning around. "Was that supposed to be an insult?" I squinted. "Shhh asshole. Love you," she smiled contently; swaddling herself in my wrinkled overcoat, and shutting her eyes.
----------------------------------------------
_3 hours earlier_
After electing not to go trick-or-treating after all, Jo and I dragged two chairs out onto her front porch, and sat down; each with a bowel of candy in our laps. A lad of about three years of age toddled up the front steps beside his mother and father, and Jo's face lit up. "Hello," I smiled. "Hi," he murmured shyly; holding his bright orange jackolantern pail out in front of him. "What do we say, Sean?" His mother asked. "Trickatree," he squeaked. "There we go," I chuckled; giving him a rather large handful of candy. Jo beckoned him closer, and he hesitantly walked over to her. "Hi. I like your costume," She smiled; giving the little spotted dog before her a handful of candy as well. "Thank you," his father spoke; the family of three then walking off into the night. I peered over at the ridiculously large smile on Jo's face, and my heart was warmed. "Cute little lad, hm?" I mentioned; giving her a peck on the cheek. "Yeah," she smiled. -That boy may have just made her night.
-The next family that climbed Jo's front steps was a family of four: a mother, father, a daughter of about five, and a baby who looks only a few months old. I peered over at her once more, and Jo looked as though she were about to melt. "Jo?" The mother stammered; her eyes wide. "Oh my god. Angie. Hi!" Jo spoke; her eyes brightening up.
-During their interaction, I'd come to find out that they were in the police academy together; the father is an officer as well. I had 'zoned out' until I saw Jo's friend handing her her infant; Jo cradling him lovingly. -The way she tended to the child of the princess of Urkesh enchanted me. She did the same now as she did before, only.. She has a different attitude. She seems even more..maternal. -To me, this is incredibly attractive. "You look just like your mommy," She giggled; the baby buzzing his lips as she handed him back to her friend. "Nice seeing you," they spoke; Jo sitting back down. "May I speak with you a moment?" I questioned; standing up, and setting my bowel down in my seat. "Sure," she replied; setting hers down, and following me inside. "So, what.." she began. I slammed her against the wall, and kissed her hard on the lips; removing her coat, unzipping her dress, and watching it fall down around her ankles. Her eyes widened, and I started to trail wet kisses down her entire body; feeling the need to not just make love to her, but to worship her(as cliche as that may sound.) "God Henry, if a kid comes by and snatches a whole bowel while we're not looking.." she trailed off. "We'll buy more," I spoke finishing her sentence. "Candy isn't cheap!" she laughed. "I make over one hundred fifty grand annually. I'll buy it," I assured her; unhooking her brazier. She bit her lip, and let the straps slide down her shoulders; tossing it aside. -Feeling the need to be as close to her as possible; I pressed my body flush against hers; her warm, bare breasts in my face(I convinced her to wear heels.) I caressed them both gently; teasing her slightly erect nipples with my tongue before unzipping my tight leather trousers. -Apparently, the immortal man does have one weakness. This immortal man in particular, anyway. Her name is Jo Martinez.. and I'm madly in love with her.
----------------------------------------------
_Jo's POV_
After having steamy sex on my living room floor, Henry and I are laying contently near the door; sprawled out across the cool, gray tiles surrounding us. I got to my feet, and peered through my peephole; seeing that the bowels of candy are gone. Little punks. "Well Detective Morgan.. Though I wouldn't know because your clothes are off.. The bowels are gone.. What do you have to say for yourself?" I asked; plopping my butt down on the ground behind my door. "I'm so ridiculously in love with you," He replied; my heart fluttering. "I love and adore every little thing about you.. -Your smile, your eyes, your scent, your hair, your nice full breasts, and slim yet curvaceous figure.. I love your brain, your laugh, the way you're able to make me laugh despite the fact that I'm but an old curmudgeon, and your heart.. To name a few things," he yammered on; crawling on top of me, and planting a kiss on my lips after each item on his list. Once he finished speaking, he tied his thoughts up with a nice little bow, and brushed his lips against mine; not removing them for quite a while. When he finally did break away, he left me gasping for air; spreading my legs, and penetrating me slowly. We both peered down at the uh.. Mechanics.. As he started to move; slowly sliding in and out of me. "This may sound a tad cliche, but you're a gentle soul with a rough past, and lord does that turn me on," he whispered. "The way you spoke to, and smiled at, and held those children.. It was incredibly enticing," he said; burying his face in my neck. "I want to start trying," I admitted; my face feeling hot. -Did I just tell a guy I've only been with a week that I want to start trying to get pregnant? "But.. He's not just any guy.. He's Henry," I thought. "N..Now?" he stammered; peering up at me. I nodded my head, and he pulled me closer; his lips only an inch away from mine. "I'd feel honored to father your child," he smiled charmingly; planting another kiss on my lips. We both sat up; my back propped up against the door as we made love. "But.. If I'm going to do this, I'm going to need one last drink before I stop the pill," I said. "You've been drinking and taking medication?" I squinted. "Yeah, but that's not important.. Up for a little wine when we're finished here?" she suggested.
----------------------------------------------
_3 hours later(Present)_
_Henry's POV_
Once we arrived back at her residence, I helped Jo into bed, and went to fetch her a glass of water(she's already been dry-heaving and I don't want her to get dehydrated.)
-Upon my return, I nearly dropped the glass; Jo sitting nude on the edge of her bed with her legs spread wide. "Hey sexy," she smirked; beckoning me closer.
-If I may be frank,(and rather ribald.. My apologies), drunk sex with Jo is insanity. Every little shutter, gasp, and shriek is over exaggerated(admittedly, this got me really hot.) "Molly can
..suck my balls," she slurred; wrapping her arms around my middle. "You don't have testicles, Dear," I laughed. "Yeah I do," she argued; snuggling close to me as I slowed my pace. "You've put an enormous amount of trust in me.. Wanting me to father your child.. And after just one week," I spoke. "I.. know you over..year. An' you put trust in me. Tell me you're an old guy," she said. "An' I still want f*ck you anyway. Don't know why," she added; making me chuckle. "You're going to be so incredibly hungover tomorrow morning," I declared. "Yeah.. I know," she laughed; starting to hiccup.