2020-05-22 - Adult time - Slaine, Liam and Owen

*****WARNING*****This blog post contains graphic sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.




Slaine Indi knelt on the back porch, patting down dirt over a young ginger plant.  She turned and saw Liam gingerly patting the dirt in a half whiskey barrel of lemongrass they had planted only a few minutes before.  Looking up at the sky, she knew it was late in the evening, but she had wanted to get the plants in dirt as soon as possible.  Spearmint, ginger and lemongrass.  Her dream of a little kitchen garden fulfilled.  When she mentioned it to Owen, he suggested that she speak to his father and grandmother, both of whom were into gardening.  Kaitlin walked over with a small mint plant she had and left it on the porch, dealing with introductions through the closed glass back door.  The next day she got to meet John and Seamus in person while they dit similar.  John gifted her the garlic plant while Seamus lugged up several large bags of dirt.  He soon returned with three whiskey barrels and several cement flower pots of various sizes.

The week had been spent planting on the third floor.  Basil and mint.  Lavender and garlic.  During an early walk to the park she met a woman named Noelle with a son named Blaze and, after talking about mint and children not eating sugar, she found herself the owner of a chocolate mint plant with leaves that tasted like chocolate and peppermint.  The lemongrass she had ordered online and shipped to her new address, hoping she could start a garden.  But now it was all in the dirt where it would help feed her new family.  A ‘raised garden’ party as already in the planning stages when she and Owen were out of their self-quarantine.

It was almost time for supper, she knew.  Owen was doing the cooking while Slaine and Liam planted.  Now she led Liam into the bathroom to wash his filthy hands … not that hers were much better.  They were settling in nicely.  It had been a week.  Life hadn’t been terrible, but it was tiring keeping Liam interested in isolation, but it was worth it … even if she and Owen hadn’t managed any intimate adult time yet.  That part worried her, even though Owen claimed not to mind … that wasn't how men reacted in her experience.

Liam splashed as much water out of the sink as humanly possible and danced around a little while his mom tried to wash his hands. He was a moving target. “Can we make chocolate bars from the chocolate plant?” He wondered out loud.

Owen was in the kitchen making the fixings for tacos. He had his iPhone in his doc and Coldplay softly in the background. He was singing along but quietly as he sliced and grated and sauteed. He was both loving and adjusting to the new family life. He loved Liam and Liam was a handful. Slaine helped him though and he was determined to get it right. He was also extremely patient in his determination that the kid would one day go to bed easily and they’d finally get some alone time. He didn’t want to make Slaine in any way feel bad about having to wait, so he made it clear he was fine.

Liam cheered at the tacos and wanted to make his own.  Hia mother allowed him, but the result was a mess that Liam quickly turned into a ‘taco salad’ and ate happily.  His day had been full.  Another walk through another part of town at an hour when not many were about and keeping their distance.  The park was fun, but empty.  Today had been a long day, planting things with his mother and now the dinner was making him a bit sleepy too.

Slaine ate and enjoyed the meal, glad Liam also enjoyed it.  “It’s hard to believe that you weren’t always a natural cook.”  she teased and took another bite of her taco.

Owen watched Liam make his mess and laughed as he was almost as messy himself. Then hearing Slaine he winks at her “I was a late bloomer. Glad you like it.” He gives a hopeful look at Liam’s sleepiness.

Slaine giggles.  “Logan said something like that.”  she remembers.  She did enjoy good food, but was always fascinated by a male cook, as there had been so few in her life.  Her father being one, teaching her his favorite Thai dishes, but other than that, he didn't cook.  Once their dinner was done, she looked at Liam.  “Why did I bother having you wash your hands?  Your messier now than you were then.”  she giggled.  Tonight as a special night, as she had gotten her first package delivered that she ordered the morning after she arrived.  A Celtic lullaby CD, which she retrieved and placed on the dinner table like an offering.  “I’ll do the dishes and Owen can give you a bath.”

Liam cheered, because in many ways Owen was more relaxed than his mother, so bathtime should be fun.

Owen smiled at Slaine and then gave Liam a thumbs up “Let’s race all your boats at once…” He suggested.

Liam cheered and they went off to the bathroom. The water ran. There was laughter and chatter and then sudden crying.

Owen could be heard saying “It’s ok Liam...I know you didn’t do it on purpose as he seemed to be putting something into the toilet.

Liam wailed “I thought it was just a fart!”

Slaine gives the dishes her attention, listening to the play in the bathroom.  When the crying begins, she turns her head and looks in the bathroom, hearing the conversation.  Not turning, she calls.  “Accidents happen, baby.  Just be more careful.”  she knows looking at him might make him feel more ashamed by his accident, not less.  Setting the dishes to dry, she tidies the kitchen and heads in the living room with the new CD, setting it in a player and setting the music at background volume.  Liam may need relaxing music as he plays with Lego or watches a nice episode on their television before bed.

Owen has a great amount of empathy and compassion for Liam on this one. After scooping the surprise floater out of the tub he starts to drain it with Liam still in it “Hey man how about we give you a little rinse off in the shower?”

Liam is still softly crying and very ashamed “I’m sorry.”

Owen ruffles his hair “Listen it’s ok. Did you know that I did that once too when I was about your age?” Liam gives his full attention and Owen continues “And what was worse was that I had to take baths with my brother and sister.”

Liam gasps “What did THEY do when you pooped in the bath?”

Owen laughs a little “Well my brother thought it was hilarious. And my sister made fun of me. She was actually really mean about it.” He laughs some more.

“Is she still mean?” Liam asks with wide eyes.

Owen chuckles “Yeah...but not to kids. Ready for that shower?”

The shower runs and Liam has stopped crying and complies. He and Owen emerge from the bathroom a few minutes later with Liam looking remarkably calm and clean in his pajamas. Owen ferries Liam towards Slaine and says quietly over him “I’m just going to go spritze a little disinfectant…” and then he mouths “On the toys” so as not to set Liam off again. He stalks off back to the bathroom to do a bit of cleaning.

The Celtic lullaby’s play in the bathroom as the guys clean up.  Then they come out with Liam in his nice clean pajamas.  Owen returns to clean and Slaine looks at Liam.  “Is there a show in particular you’d like to watch?”  she asks him, aware he’s a little down but not wanting to pity him about his accident,

Liam settles into the couch with a small amount of lego and what looks like the makings of a little spaceship. He turns his face to his mother and sweetly asks “Airbender?”

Owen can be heard spritzing and rinsing in the bathroom.

Slaine smiles and nods, moving forward on the couch and pulling her older laptop forward and opening it.  She pulls up the right folder and pugs in the HDMI cable, then starts an episode of The Last Airbender, then settles back on the couch with Liam to watch.  Her ears basically follow Owen in the bathroom cleaning, looking thoughtful and smiling slightly.

Liam is totally glued to the show and every now and then he reacts “Oh no Appa!! They can’t take Appa!” Liam looks at his mother, distressed.

Owen comes back in and sees what they’re watching “Oh I love this show…..he’ll be ok Liam. I won’t tell you spoilers...but it’s Appa. He’s tough. He’s got 6 feet.” He comes to sit down by Liam.

Slaine looks at her son.  “They’ll get him back, I bet.  No matter what it takes.”

Liam nods.  He curls up to watch, his head on Owen and his feet on his mother, watching contentedly.

The credits roll and the music washes over them, mixing in a pleasantly harmonic way with the Celtic music in the background. Liam gives a great big yawn.

Owen notices the yawn and looks optimistically between Liam and Slaine. Maybe all that fresh air today would cink the kid out. “Oh I saw that….should we brush teeth?”

Liam looks up at Owen.  “I’m not tired.”  he announces and then yawns again.  “But … okay…”  he gets up and heads into the bathroom, independently.

Slaine smiles as Liam takes some initiative.  The last six nights have been a mixed bag, but they seem to be settling into something like normal.  She stands up and follows him as Liam goes, pulls his little stool out from under the sink and starts the tooth brushing ritual.

Liam puts a bit too much toothpaste on the toothbrush, but begins brushing his teeth while humming a song to himself.  Turning his head, he says with a mouth full of toothpaste.  “I don’t need you. I can do it.”

Slaine is both proud and heartbroken by the words.  “Just let me watch and feel useful, please.”  she insists.  “Before you wake up and go to college on me.”

Liam giggles and goes back to his brushing.

Owen overhears the toothbrushing banter as he walks by on his way to Liam’s bedroom. He chuckles lightly and then turns down Liam’s bed and sets up the Celitc lullabies in that room instead on low. He puts a small stack of books by the bed. He’s determined to do whatever it takes to make bedtime go well. Tonight will be the night dammit, the night he and Slaine make love.

After tooth brushing, Liam goes into his bedroom and smiles to find Owen already there.  He smiles and jumps into the bed, grabbing a book and handing it to Owen and then another holding it out for his mother.

“A double feature tonight, eh?”  Slane comes on and kneels on the floor by the bed.
 “Who gets to read first?”

Liam smiles and replies with “Mommy!”

Slaine beams.  That makes up for not letting her help her baby with his teeth in her mind.  She moves into the bed with him and he settles into her side as she begins to read.  His eyes get heavy and hard to keep open, but he makes it through the story.  “Knowen.”  he murmurs, combining the words now and Owen into one now that he is so sleepy.

Owen grins at Liam and Slaine about the reading requests. He had sat down on the other side of Liam when Slaine slid in, just at the edge. It was a child sized bed after all. When his name is requested he opens his book, reading to Liam in a very soft and gentle voice and stealing glances at both Liam and Slaine as Liam’s eyes closed and his breathing deepend. He points to the book and looks at Slaine “Do I finish it...or is he?” He head juts, not knowing how much he needs to offer. The kid had a habit of waking when they thought he was down.

Slaine nods at Owen to finish … with Liam it was the safest option.  Besides, she loved listening to Owen read.

Owen nodded and kept going. The story had a sort of rhythm to it as children’s stories often did and he softly carried it through to the last page with his voice. Then he carefully set the book on the bedside table and tried to ease himself to standing without jiggling the bed at all. He silently laughed at his success and gave Slaine an obvious mimed brow wipe as he backed towards the door, heading for their own bedroom.

Slaine listens to the rest of the story for Liam and, once Owen is up and out of the room, she leans over to kiss Liam’s forehead.  She takes a good thirty seconds or so getting up and then, with a last loving look at Liam and leaves, sliding the accordion door shut behind her.  Her first stop is their bathroom, now a bit more decorated, but clearly an adult's bathroom to pee and look at herself in the mirror.  She considers untying her hair bun, but decides against it.  Then she washes her hands and heads into the bedroom, walking up to Owen.  “Good job.  Eight thirty and the baby is down.  Win!”  she giggles and walks into his arms for an embrace.

Owen sees Slain walk towards him and drinks her in with his eyes and then wraps his arms around her with a happy sigh. “We fuckin rock…” Then he tilts her head up if he can with a gentle hand under her chin and looks at her with a  twinkle in his eyes “What do we win?” He asks, his voice deepening.

Slaine looks up and giggles softly.  “Oh, I don’t know … “  she muses.  “I’m sure we can find something.  If not, you just go on to sleep and I’ll go quietly watch the seeds germinate.”  but she presses into him, keeping her voice low.

Owen chuckled at her suggestion and shook his head “Fuck the seeds…” he joked and then kissed her intensely with a passion he’d been holding back on all week. His hands caressed her back and slid up to her hair, undoing the bun. He loved her hair and he wanted all of it.

Slaine kissed him back, realizing how she’d looked forward to this one moment.  But once the kiss breaks and her hair is flowing, she moves to their bedroom door, sliding it closed.  It broke some of the romance of the moment, but … they had a 5 year old around.  They could talk long romantic evenings in another fifteen years.  But she steps back into his arms as soon as she can and gives him a deep kiss, standing on her tiptoes to make up slightly for the height difference.

Owen smirked as she closed the door. Yes! Finally! When she came back and kissed him on her tiptoes he kissed her back hungrily and steered her gently to the bed. He sat down on it, moving to lie down and attempted to pull her with him, on top of him.

Slaine eagerly lays with him, straddling his hips.  Her hair comes past her butt and so brushes the tops of his thighs as she looks down at him.  “I …  I don't know where to begin.”  she giggles.  She wants everything at once.  To feel his hands and mouth while also letting him feel hers.  None of it is possible all at once and she giggles at her eagerness … and she was eager.

Owen moans as she straddles him and squeezes her hips. He was instantly hard and he pressed up into her through their clothes, rocking her a bit on top of him “This is good...this is really good….” He lets go of one hip and runs a hand up through her hair “You’re so beautiful….oh my god Slaine.”

Slane can feel his hardness under her and looks down at him with an almost shy smile at the compliment.  “Thank you, handsome.”  she bites her lip and slips out of her unbuttoned shirt, tossing it aside.  Her bare shoulders shrug a bit and she watches him as she leans forward, tugging at his shirt.  While she was eager to feel him inside of her, she also wanted to take the time to appreciate it … him.  Of course, she had seen him naked since they had arrived, but tonight was different.  Tonight she could appreciate him without being absolutely exhausted or stressed.

Owen watches her shed her shirt and offers more skin and grunts. He wanted all her skin. He wanted it all against his. When she tugs at his shirt he assists and it comes off and is discarded over the edge of the bed.

Slane sees his bare chest and smiles.  He wasn’t muscle bound, like his brother or .. other men she’s seen.  Owen was more … normal … and she loved it.  Even though the last thing she wants is to break contact with his body, she gets up and off of him, standing by the bed and trying not to stare.  She pulls off her tank top, revealing her torso.  Her breasts are small enough that she never has to wear a bra.  She doesn’t even own one, although pregnancy will make them larger when it starts to prepare for nursing.  Unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans, she hooks her bikini panties as well, sliding them down.  She wants to be sexy, but doesn't believe she is, but in her attempt to be sexy while undressing, her feet tangle in each other and the jeans and she collapses onto the bed.  She giggles a bit, kicks the jeans and panties off and pulls herself onto Owen’s side, blushing and burying her face in his chest.  “So much for sexy romantic striptease.”

Owen pawed after her as she stepped a way, partly in jest but partly because he ached for her closeness so badly. When she stands up and starts undressing though he looks at her like she’s an absolute goddess and lets out a little whimper. He loved her entire body, the small breasts, the growing roundness of her belly, her hips, her pubic hair….he unconsciously gripped at his own hardness like trying to keep himself in check. As she tangles and trips he has to laugh though and kisses her lightly “I have NO complaints....” He gives her another light kiss and rolls to stand “One moment please…and this will likely not be sexy either…” He says, making fun of himself as he unbuttons his jeans and pushes them off, revealing his plain grey boxer briefs with a now giant erection. He self consciously slides off his underwear next and his very eager cock gives a spritely sproing as he lets it out. He laughs and  crawls back into bed beside her “I’d make a horrible stripper…”

Slaine gives a giggle as he undresses.  “Well then neither of us has to worry about making money stripping.”  Now she looks at him, then kisses his shoulder.  She remembers from their first time that he’s balked at the idea of a blow job and now she knew why.  She wasn’t a fan of them, but she was savvy enough to know that was probably because of her ex, who was very rough with her in every way.  Now, she looks from it to him and realizes she still doesn’t know where to begin.  After a half a glance at her growing belly, she looks at him and softly asks.  “What do we … do now?”  she reaches out to touch him, her small hand barely able to wrap around his thickness.  Their first time had been fueled by alcohol and while clunky somehow felt to her more natural than this.  This felt more like a true first time.  Awkward but still beautiful as they truly learned about each other.  “Do you want me to … she strokes him lightly.  “You know .. give you …” 

Owen gasps a little as her hand goes around him and then smiles at her questions “Give me? Mmmm…” He starts kissing her and says in between as his hands roam her body “Why don’t we try giving each other?” He lets his hand move between her legs and begin to explore “Oh fuck you feel so good..” He’s kissing her again, harder this time.

Slaine continues her hand job, relieved that, for now, he either intentionally misunderstood or naturally did the offer of oral gratification.  He starts touching her and she knows she is already wet in anticipation.  Her hips press into his exploring fingers.  “Owen….”  she manages between kisses and gasps.  Her hand on him moves a touch faster but she doesn't tighten her grip, not knowing what he’s been doing in the shower and not wanting to set him off too soon, although she wouldn’t say no to making him hard all over again.  They were young after all … or he was, at any rate.

Owen remembers some of her instructions from the one night they had. He had burned them into his brain. He works with two fingers and rubs her lightly in circles through her wetness, just teasing at her clit as he passes it at first. Then after a while he focuses on it more and more. He moans at her speeding up on him “Oh….oh fuck yes…” He murmurs between kisses. Then he pulls back catching his breath and removes her hand “I’m going to cum too fast..” He explains but he keeps his hand moving on her and smiles at her.

Slaine almost objects to his taking her hand away, but she understands.  She nods at him and rolls completely onto her back, spreading her legs wide as he plays with her clit.  Her hips lift and she quietly gasps, placing a hand on his shoulder and looking into his eyes.  Biting her lip, she suddenly kisses him hard, letting out a loud moan into his mouth.  He feels so good, she almost can’t stand it.

Owen watches her and listens to her moans, feeling them in his mouth. He wants to give her more, so much more. He remembers some of her other instructuctions and moves to hover over her kissing down her body as he lightens the hand play just a bit. He wants to use his mouth too. He kisses her neck and then lets his tongue play at her nipples going back and forth between them before letting his kisses trail down her round belly, kissing at it and their baby within her before he settles between her legs and his tongue replaces his finger at the clit for awhile, pressing hard and flat as he licks her.

Slaine pants in relief when his hand leaves her clit and he kisses his ebay down her body  The nipple play is incredible and her chest lifts up to meet him, but ultimately he kisses around her belly and their child within.  By the time he arrives between her legs and begins to lick her, pressing into her clit, she lifts her hips.  “Yes Owen … god .. yes.”  she sort of hiss moans.  She reaches down, running her fingers through his hair, encouraging him.  “You feel so good.  Please .. don’t stop.”  she had cooled without his fingers, but his tongue was more than making up for the loss.  She was back to that pleasure she was at … and she knew very close to cumming.

Owen didn't need to be told twice. He kept his tongue moving just as it was but applied a tiny bit more pressure as Slaine started to seem like  she was getting really into it. He loved the sight of her, the smell of her, the taste of her. He could just live in this happy place between her legs and pleasure her all day and night long. Sadly, the 5 year old would prevent that, but they had now, tonight, this moment. He gave it his all.

Slane moves her hand from Owen’s hair, and slaps the mattress.  Forcing herself to relax staves the orgasm off but also increases the pleasure she feels.  Owen had made her cum the first time they were together, but this felt different.  Maybe because she was sober, but she couldn’t be sure.  What was happening to heer was incredible and she knew she was going to cum hard.  “Owen …  oh god …  Owen …”  she lids her arm, groping blindly for a pillow, which she grabs and puts over her face just in the knick of time.  Pressing it into her mouth she screams in pleasure as she cums, the sound muffled as her clit pulses madly in relief.

Owen rode the waves with her , simply elated at her reactions. As she screams into a pillow he feels invincible. Did he just do that to her? Holy fuck….he eases off the licking and gently sucks at her pulsing clit before pulling back and letting his head nuzzle into her stomach and just holds onto her hips.

Slaine is panting as she comes down from the orgasm.  Pulling the pillow away from her face, she sees Owen with his head on her belly and the sight makes her melt.  The wave of love she feels is just as powerful as the orgasm she just had.  Calming her breath so she doesn’t sound so much like she's just run a marathon, she whispers.  “Owen … please … make love to me.”  she wants him.  Needs him.  Loves him.

Owen smiles up at her and moves back up her body eagerly “Is it ok if I’m on top of you?” He gently caresses her belly “We could lie on our sides?” He doesn't fully press his weight down on her until he has her answer but circles his hips so his raging hard cock teases lightly at her clit.

Slaine kisses him softly hen they are face to face.  Reaching down, she enjoys the teasing of his hard cock even as she begins to guide him inside of her.  “On top .. then our sides.”  she lifts her hips gasping as she feels him stretch her, even as he enters her.

Owen nods and kisses her again as she guides him in. He stays still for a moment, just enjoying the feeling of the connection and and then begins to move in and out of her instantly groaning as he does. He really won’t need long and he’s glad he attended to her first. He begins to lightly sweat and he’s panting. Soon he speeds up a little thrusting harder into her and moving with her. He’s so close.

Slane moves to get them on their sides the moment he is as deep in her as he can be.  Hooking a leg over his hip, she Moves against him as they make love.  She kisses his neck, tasting his sweat and feeling his pleasure mount as he moves faster.  “Owen .. god you feel so good in  me.” she whispers, feeling her own pleasure at the way he fills her.

Owen grabs hold of the hip where the leg is hooked over and uses it as leverage thrusting as deep as he can, beginning to shudder and cry out. Her kisses on his neck drive him wild too and in no time he cums inside her “Oh fuck I love you…” He murmurs as his thrusts get smaller and he just feels himself pulsing and releasing. Nothing had ever felt so right and good, nothing.

Slaine smiles as she feels him cum inside of her and rests her head against his chest.  “I love you, too.  So much Owen.”  she murmurs as she remains close.  “That was …. I mean before was good … this is so much more.”  she sighs in bliss.  “I think it's … love … we know each other more … it's real no …  It’s beautiful.”  she begins to cry a little.  That feeling of love .. the changing of her body … she’s just emotional.

Owen sees her start to cry and pulls back stroking her hair “It is beautiful…..hey hey….are you alright?” He kisses her tears and pulse her into his arms feeling her emotion affect him too as he tears up. Seh felt right. She felt safe. He needed that.

Slaine sniffs up the incredibly unsexy snot.  “You love me ..  I ..”  she clears her throat.  “I knew you did but I could feel it then.  Your touch…  I’ve.”  she sniffs again.  “I’ve never felt like that with anyone … ever.”  and she kisses his lips then pulls herself up a little bit to kiss his tears.  “So yea, I’m fine.  I’m loved and I’m safe and I’m pregnant and it’s all wonderful.”

Owen nods, both laughing and crying “It is wonderful Slaine. I love you so much. I love all of this, even the fits and the poop in the tub..” He laughs “I want to do this with you...for the rest of our lives…” He slides his hand to her belly “and for as many children as we can fit into our hearts. I’m all in, yours forever Slaine Indi.”

Slaine also laughs and nods.  “It won’t be boring, I promise.”  she smiles at him.  “I’d love to spend the rest of my life with you, too.”  and when he places his hand over her baby lump, she puts her own hand over his, leaning back a bit and feeling him slip out of her.  “A big family…  maybe four .. like yours?  Including Liam, of course.  Or even more?”  she giggles.  “Oh I think I would like that.  Our own little Brady Bunch, but I have to admit I liked the Waltons more.  They had like seven or eight.”  she giggles.  “I’m yours, Mr Reinhardt.  As long as you’ll have me … maybe even the next life.”  and then she sighs.  “But speaking of our first one together … I have an appointment with Michelle soon.”  lovemaking fades and reality intrudes upon them again.

Owen gently pulls out of her and smiles, caressing her back “Never boring. Four is familiar to me. But I wouldn’t object to more….Once I get good at this kid thing...we can just make a whole hockey team right?” He listens to the rest “Do I get to come with you to all those appointments? I want to…”

Slaine giggles.  “One hockey player at a time, yes.”  she assures him she wants a large family, also.  And then he asks if he can come to her appointments.  “You better.”  she giggles and turns, reaching for her tank and further for her pajama shorts.  As she slips into them, she adds.  “This one is Monday so technically you’re still on this quarantine honeymoon.  But after that, we can schedule them for your days off, or maybe you could leave early or come in late?  If that’s no bother.”  she lifts her hips and pulls on her shorts after the tank is on.  “Just in case ….  Sleeping naked is for childless couples or parents with older kids who know how to knock.”  she pauses.  “I don’t want to lock Liam out yet…”

Owen nods and follows suit and starts pulling on his own pajamas as she does and talks about it all. He doesn’t want to freak out the kid or be inappropriate , ever. It’s his same old plaid pj pants and too short camp t shirt he’s been wearing forever. Nothing sexy now. “I’m sure I can work it out with Paul. He has three kids remember? He’ll be cool. And it’s important to me. That reminds me, I’ve been meaning to call him and see if Lucy might want to have a screen time playdate with Liam. They’re close in age. I think she’s 6….” He starts climbing back into bed.

Slaine waits for Owen to get back in bed.  “That would be fantastic.  There’s only a week left, but I know Liam wants to meet more kids his age.”  she wraps Owen’s arms around her and presses her back to his front, spooning.  She feels completely sated … and exhausted in the best possible way.  They murmur their love and good nights and drift off to sleep.

When she wakes early in the morning she realizes that Owen is still snuggling with her … and that they have been joined by Liam.  She doesn’t know when he came in to sleep with them, but he is welcome.