it’s been awhile since you and luke had had some alone time, and you two were spending every second you could together while baby hemmo was at grandma’s house for the night. luke would be a giggly mess as he carried you into the bedroom, placing you down on the bed before he hovered over you. his goofy smile would disappear once his eyes turned a darker shade of blue and his tongue ran over his bottom lip, entrancing you as you ran one of your hands through his hair while the other pulled down on his neck to bring your lips together. things got heated pretty quickly, and soon enough luke’s hands were traveling up your thighs and towards your stomach. you would stop him once you felt his fingers grip the bottom of your shirt, pulling back with wide eyes and blushed cheeks as luke gave you a confused look. he would instantly catch on to your insecurity and jut his bottom lip out, giving you a sad look before rolling up your shirt and staring at your tummy that had stretch marks on it. “y/n,” he would whisper, his fingers delicately running over the little lines before his eyes caught onto yours. “you’re just as beautiful now, if not even more. these lines started our little family, and I couldn’t be more happy to have such two beautiful girls in my life.” luke would then hold your face in his hands as tears brimmed in your eyes, smiling at you before he softly pressed his lips against yours, and that’s how you two would spend the rest of the night; just making love to each other.
