#iapologize

You video chatted your mom first, who picked up right away.

“Hey, Y/N. What’s up?” She said, sitting down on the couch with her phone in her hand.

“Hey, mom. I have some news,” You said, and glanced over at Lavender, who was laying on the bed with Kal next to her, asleep. “You remember Henry right?” 

Your mom nodded. “Yes, of course I do. He played Superman, how could I not.”

You laughed. “Okay well, him and I are together, and he has decided he wants to adopt Lavender.” You said.

You watched as your mom processed the information. “That’s amazing! Are you planning on telling her in the future that he’s not her father?” 

You shrugged at that. You wanted her to grow up safe and loved, and be spared the back and forth game you were put through with your mom and your absent father. But, at the same time, she deserved to know eventually.

“I don't want to, and neither does Henry. But if she asks us, we won't lie to her.” 

Your mom nodded. “Okay, good. Will you be home in time for dads family gathering next in two weeks?” She asked.

Now it was your turn to nod. “Yeah I will be. We don't leave for 3 weeks so I’ll be able to make it. I’m going to bring Henry, as well, I just haven't asked him.”

Your mom nodded. “Sounds good. I have to get ready for work, so I’ll let you go, but I’ll talk to you later tonight, alright?” She said, and you nodded.

“Yep, sounds good! Have fun at work!” You joked. Your mom rolled her eyes.

“Ha ha ha. Very funny. Okay, bye,” She said. 

“Bye,” You responded with a laugh.

Your mom hung up, and Henry walked through the trailer door not long after.

“Hello Mr Bad Guy,” You said, which made him laugh.

“Hey. How’s our children doing?” He asked, turning to look at where Lav and Kal were laying on the bed.

“Okay, last time I checked we only had ONE kid, Henry.” You said, looking at him quizzically. 

He turned to look at you with an amused look on his face. “I was talking about Kal.”

“He’s a dog, Henry.” You said, amusement present in my voice.

“He’s my blood!” Henry said, giving you a fake glare before he pulled you into a hug, which made you giggle against his chest.

He changed out of his August costume and into jeans and the blue tank top (you know which one). He gave Kal some head rubs, and checked on Lavender before joining you on the couch. He pulled you into his lap, and rested his hands on your hips. You pressed a kiss to his lips.

“Are you busy in two-ish weeks?” You asked, hoping the answer was no.

“Only with you and our baby girl,” He said, that charming smile finding a home on his lips again.

You snorted at him, but continued. “Well, dads side of the family is having a get together and my mom wants us to come. I checked and its on a Sunday so we can fly in on Saturday and leave Monday?” 

Henry pulled you closer, and pressed a kiss to your neck. “Of course. Now, I think I hear our baby waking up, and if you remember, I have a surprise for you at home.” He said, moving you off of his lap so he can stand up. 

You smiled at him, but stood up and began packing up the trailer while Henry got Lavender ready to go home.

“What is this surprise,” You asked Henry, on the ride home. He glanced over at you, and his hand that rested on your left thigh squeezed tightly. 

“If I told you, it wouldn't be much of a surprise, now would it?” He said, as he pulled into his gated community. You just laughed at him.

He pulled into the garage, and you both hopped out. Henry grabbed Lavender, and you grabbed the bags and let Kal out, who followed his dad and little sister into the house.

When you walked in, Henry had gotten Lavender out, and was giving her lots of hugs and kisses, to which she was giggling and smiling. Henry noticed you were there, his eyes lit up, and he adjusted Lavender so she was sitting comfortably and safely in his right arm. He took your right hand in his left, and began to lead you to the stairs. 

“Time for the surprise my dear.” He said. You smiled and gladly followed.

The three of you stopped outside of one of the spare bedroom doors, and Henry opened it to reveal a beautiful light pink and light grey themed nursery. 

“Oh my gosh, Henry, did you do this?” You whispered, tears in your eyes.

He smiled, and nodded. “I figured she needed a more permanent place to sleep, rather than just a playpen in my room. This is what I did when you fell asleep the first night we all spent here together,” He explained, walking over to the crib, and laid Lavender down. “I ordered all of this stuff, and put it together when you were on set the day after. She loves it already,” He said, motioning to Lavender who was wiggling and making herself comfortable. “She sat with me the whole time I was putting it together,” Henry finished, reminding you of when he offered to watch her for the day when you had to be on set and he didn’t.

You took in the room around you. Henry had left the walls white, as well as the carpet. He had ordered a light grey crib, with a matching dresser and bookcase.  In the corner sat a light grey rocking chair with foot rest, and there was a fluffy rug on the carpet. 

“I was going to paint flowers on the wall, but then realized I can't paint for shit, so I thought maybe your little sister could come and paint them at some point. I also ordered a wooden sign with her name off of Etsy but it won't arrive for a few more weeks,” He said, wrapping an arm your waist. 

“I love it Henry,” You said, and pressed a kiss to his lips. You both glanced over at Lavender who had fallen fast asleep, and then back at each other. Henry grabbed your hand and pulled you across the hallway to his room. As you entered, you realized you were about to continue what you hadn’t the other day, since the both of you ended up falling asleep for the night.

The second the door to Henry’s room shut, he lifted you up in his arms and carried you to the bed. You giggled as he stood in front of you, and lifted his tank top over his head.

“I love that tank top, but I love what’s underneath much more,” You said, which made him chuckle, and kiss you. He pushed you until your head hit the pillows, and climbed on top of you. 

He deepend the kiss, and pressed his full body weight against you. His lips moved from your lips to your jaw, and then down your neck. They came to rest at the top of your t shirt. You suddenly felt very self conscious and gripped his wrist tightly.

He looked you in the eye. “Do you want me to continue?” 

You immediately nodded. “Desperately, I’m just nervous.” 

His eyebrows immediately wrinkled in concern. “Why baby? What’s wrong?” He asked, brushing the hair out of your eyes and gently rubbed his thumb against your jaw. 

You averted your eyes before continuing. “My body isn't the same as it was before I got pregnant. I have stretch marks on my stomach and legs, and I’ve honestly been scared to look down there because she ripped me to fuckin seeds when she came out,” 

Henry chuckled, but pressed a reassuring kiss to your cheeks.

“Baby, I love you, and I will love your body no matter what. You shouldn't be ashamed of what it looks like because it grew and delivered something so beautiful into our lives. And honestly,” He said, looking you deep in the eyes. “Stretch marks turn me on A LOT.” 

You hid your face behind your hands and giggled, but pulled him in for a kiss. 

“Can we have sex now before she wakes up?” You asked.

He smiled, and his hands traveled up from your waist, and under neath your shirt. He moaned into your neck when he felt your smooth skin,  which cause you to run your hands up his hairy chest and moan at the same time he did. 

“Of course, my angel.”

He slid down your body, and kissed every inch of new skin that appeared as he tortuously slowly slid your shirt up.

“H-Henry,” You moaned in pleasure with a hint of annoyance at his slow pace. 

He looked up from your stomach and chucked. 

“Yes, my love?” 

You rolled your eyes at him.

“Stop teasing me,” You said.

He began to kiss your stomach again, at the same pace he had before. “I’m afraid I have no idea what you are talking about,” He said in between kisses.

You were finally tired of the all the teasing, and pulled him up. You made it appear like you were going to kiss him, but surprised him as you curled your leg around his, and flipped him on his back. You climbed on top, and crushed your mouth to his. You immediately felt him  grow harder underneath your hips, and ground you hips onto his.

He sighed into the kiss, and actually pulled your shirt off. He broke the kiss and looked up to your body sitting above him. 

“Looks like my combat training is paying off, my dear,” You said, smirking at him.

He didn't answer though, because his eyes were fixed on your bra. It was a pale green lacy nursing bralette, with clips where the cups met the straps, so you could unhook it. 

He noticed these clips, and his hand slid up to unclip it. Once the front fabric fell away, and your breast was exposed with lace running along the top and bottom for added support, he moaned.

“Th-that’s a cool feature,” He said, unable to tear his eyes off of your breast. “Do all your bra’s do this?”

You snorted. “No, silly. It’s a nursing bra. It allows for better access when I feed Lav.” His eyes snapped up to yours at the mention of her name.

“Don’t say our daughters name when we’re about to have sex,” He groaned, which made you laugh, and kiss him again.

He unhooked the other clip, and once the fabric fell away, he covered both your breasts and squeezed. 

You began grinding your hips again, when you heard him exclaim. 

“W-what?” You asked, before you noticed his hands, which had drops of breastmilk on them. You busted out laughing at the look of horror on his face.

“Henry, baby, it’s breast milk.” Immediately a look of relief came over his face, and he flipped you over. He buried his face in your neck once again.

“Thank god, I thought I hurt you,” He mumbled against your skin. “This isn’t going as smoothly as I had hoped it would.”

You didn't have a chance to laugh at his comment though, because he immediately started grinding his hips into yours. His hands wrapped around your back and he undid your bra, before tossing it on the floor. 

You moaned at the feeling of his facial hair against your skin as he trailed gently kisses down your chest, and to your stomach. He began to kiss every single stretch mark that had appeared on your body during your 9 months of pregnancy, while his hands paid attention to your breasts. 

“You are so beautiful, baby,” He whispered into your skin, sending shivers down your spine.

“H-Henry,” You moaned.

You felt him chuckle against your skin once more, which sent even more shivers down your spine.

“I’ll stop teasing you,” He said, and he slid his hands down your torso to the top of your pants.

“Thank god,” You breathed out, causing Henry to swat you gently on the bum.

You lifted your hips, your eyes not leaving Henry’s face as he slid your pants down your legs, and ended up face to face with your matching panties.

He moaned, and tossed your pants on the floor with the rest of the clothes, before pressing a kiss to your centre. 

“Ahh,” You moaned out, as your hips arched into his face. His arm came up to your waist and pushed your hips right back down.

“Calm, baby.” He said. He sat up on his knees, and hooked his fingers into your panties, gently gliding them down your legs. 

Afraid of what his reaction to your centre would be, you squeezed your eyes shut. That was, until you felt a a tongue gliding up your folds, and a moan pulse into you. 

You opened your eyes and arched your back and moaned at the sight. 

Henry had begun to eat you out, his moans reverberating. His eyes were squeezed shut in pleasure, and his left arm gripping your leg like you would float away from him if he let go.

Your hands flew down into his hair, and he removed his right arm from your waist, and brought his fingers down to circle your entrance, causing you to cry out again.

He removed his mouth for a moment, glancing up at you for consent.

“Do you want me to keep going baby?” He whispered, pure love and lust swimming in his eyes.

You nodded, but Henry protested. “No, baby, I need you to say yes,” He said in a sing song voice.

“Henry William Dalgliesh Cavill, if you stop, I will go all August Walker on your ass.” You groaned out through your clenched teeth.

He chucked, but attached his mouth right to your clit, while he gently slid a finger inside. 

The sensation of his finger moving inside you, coupled with his tongue brushing over your clit, had sent you barreling towards your high.

“H-Henry, please, I need you inside me,” You managed to cry out. He noticed how desperate you were, and immediately removed his mouth and fingers before sliding up your body once again.

As you slid your hands down his body, Henry whispered in your ear. “If we weren’t on such a time crunch, I would eat you out over and over again, and make you come on my tongue until you were begging me to stop.” He then brought your earlobe into his mouth and sucked while you rubbed your hand over his still clothed cock.

You unbuttoned his jeans and slid them down to his knees, before he took over and kicked them off. He then pulled his underwear downwind your mouth dropped open at the sight of him.

“Jesus, Henry, is there any part of you that is regular sized?” You exclaimed, as he rubbed his hand up and down his cock, before spreading your legs again.

“Nope,” is all he could muster, as he rain his head through your folds before slowly pushing inside. 

You both moaned out. Henry dropped his forehead against yours, and looked you in the eyes lovingly.

“You okay?” He whispered. 

You nodded, your eyes tearing up from him finally being inside you after wanting it for so long.

“Perfect. You?” 

“Same,” Henry responded before moving his hips. 

Your hands immediately gripped his shoulders, and bucked your hips up to meet his. 

Henry gradually picked up speed to the point of slamming into you, and had dropped his head to your breasts. You knew what he was hoping for, and you granted his wish.

You brought a hand up to your breast, and squeezed gently, until some breast milk began to trickle out. Henry immediately groaned, and dropped his head to lick it up.

“Fuck, all of you is bloody delicious,” He groaned, as he ground his hips down onto yours.

You just moaned in response, unable to form any coherent words. 

Henry, noticing your state, snaked his right hand in between your legs and began to rub your clit in circles.

“Yeah, come on, baby, cum on my cock,” He groaned out, and your back arched involuntarily.

“I’m so f-fucking close,” You managed to say, before Henry started to rub faster.

“So am I, I wanna see you let go baby. You can do it,” He said.”You’ve done so well, I love you so so much baby,” He dropped his head to your ear. “Cum on my cock like the good girl I know you are.” 

Immediately, you were sent flying over the edge. Your back arched even more somehow, and you couldn't keep quiet. You basically screamed in his ear, but he didn't seem to mind. You drug your nails down his arms, hard enough to leave marks, but not so much to draw blood.

Henry followed you moments later, letting out the most beautiful moan you had ever heard, as he filled you up.

Soon after, Henry pulled out of you, and collapsed on the bed beside you before pulling you onto his chest.

“That-” You said. “Was amazing.” Henry nodded in response. “Best orgasm I’ve ever had.” 

Your head shot up. “Really?!” You exclaimed, but before you could answer, a cry rang out from Lavender’s room.

Henry moved you off his chest before grabbing his underwear from the floor.