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The last few months had been hectic to say the least, with planning for the wedding and the wedding itself and settling into married life in their new house and Arm’s much safer — and better paid — new job as head of IT for the Theerapanyakuls. Now that things had settled down into what could really only be called domestic bliss, they’d decided another major life change was in order.
It was time to try for a baby.
Arm looked down at his husband below him, heart swelling with more love than he could even express. A year ago, he hadn’t thought he had any chance with Tae, their lives too different and Tae far too good for him anyway. Now here they were, rings on both of their fingers and plans to fill their house with children who had Arm’s smarts and Tae’s sweet nature.
“I love you,” Arm whispered, unable to hold back all those feelings filling his chest.
Tae smiled at him, lifting one hand to trace gently down Arm’s cheek. His skin was glistening with sweat from their exertions, and he was more beautiful than Arm could remember him ever being.
“I love you too,” Tae replied. He always said it like it was the easiest thing in the world, but Arm supposed he understood. Nothing in his life had ever been as easy as loving Tae. “Now, are you going to put a baby in me?”
Arm laughed a little breathlessly, but nodded and picked up the pace with his hips. Tae gasped, head dipping back to show the smooth line of his throat, and Arm took the opportunity to lean in to press delicate kisses to the skin there, drawing out even more delicious noises from his husband.
They moved together in perfect harmony, the well practiced actions of two people who knew each other’s bodies as well as their own. That only served to make it better in Arm’s mind, that they could be so well matched for each other in every way. It made him want to give everything to Tae, and he would if asked, no matter how difficult the task.
This request, at least, was easy to comply with. He knew exactly what to do and where to touch to bring them both to the edge in minutes. And then they were spilling over as one, Arm planting his seed deep inside Tae in hopes that it would take root. And if not today, then there was always tomorrow and every day after.
“Thank you,” Tae murmured once they’d both recovered enough to breathe properly. His arms still held tight around Arm’s waist, not letting him move from where their bodies were still plastered together.
“Anything for you, darling,” Arm said, and he was very sure he’d never meant anything more in his entire life. “Absolutely anything.”