Tobias sits a steaming mug of coffee in front of me before grabbing a bag of diapers and opening it. He pulls one out, examining it and turning it around like he is trying to figure out how it works. I sometimes forget they aren’t from this time period or that they haven’t had to deal with babies before. I hold my hand out for it and he gives it to me. I lay my son down on the counter, still wrapped in my shirt, his little arms and legs stretching out as he yawns. Tobias watches as I put the diaper on him. When I’m done, I almost laugh when I realize Theo too has stopped and is watching intently, forgetting what it is he is doing.
“Seems easy enough,” Tobias says with a nod. We all watch as he sucks his fingers making frustrated noises. Theo hands me the bottle and I pick him back up. He drinks down the formula hungrily and I can hear him gulping it down.
“What are we going to name him?” I ask, realizing we can’t just keep calling him baby.
They both seem to think. “I don’t know, what do you want to call him?” asks Tobias.
“I don’t know, what about Thaddeus?” I suggest.
They both seem to think for a second before nodding. “Yes, Thaddeus has a ring to it,” Theo says as Tobias nods in agreement.
“Have either of you rang your mother to let her know?” They both shake their heads and Tobias growls. It’s clear he still isn’t happy with his mother and I running off, but looking down at Thaddeus it is all worth it, every miserable second of it.
“I will call her tomorrow, she is with dad and I don’t think it would be a good idea to call right now. He isn’t in a good mindset at the moment,” Theo answers.
When Thaddeus finishes drinking down his bottle, Theo holds his arms out and I gently place him in them. Theo rubs his back softly, placing him over his shoulder and kissing the side of his tiny head. I feel Tobias move behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, his warmth making me yawn, I’m exhausted mentally and physically.
“Why don’t we get some sleep? You may me be a vampire but you’re still half witch,” Tobias says, kissing my neck. I lean back into him, his lips on my skin making me moan softly. “Or we could not sleep,” he says, thrusting his hips into me. I can feel his erection pressing into my back, making me realize just how much I have missed being with them.
“I can’t, what if she comes back?” I say, my eyes darting to Thaddeus in panic.
“Get some sleep, I will watch him, Imogen. I won’t let anyone take our son,” Theo says, watching me.
“We already rang the council on the way here. They have sent people out looking for her. We can deal with it tomorrow, for now let’s get some sleep.” Tobias whispers into my neck. I reluctantly follow him upstairs, Theo follows too, with Thaddeus in his arms. I strip my clothes off, heading for the shower. Turning the taps on I stand under the steady stream, blood that stains my skin slowly washes down the drain. Tobias steps into the shower and I look back in panic, worried.
“He is fine, I promise. Theo won’t let any harm come to him,” Tobias says, grabbing the loofa and soap. I lean against him, resting my face into the crook of his neck. The steam is heating up the room. Tobias washes me, never letting his fingers linger too long as he rubs the loofa over body. His scent fills up the room as I feel my gums tingle.
“Will it always be like this?” I ask him.
“What do you mean?” He asks, kissing my head.
“The hunger, will it go away?”
He grips my chin, forcing my eyes to meet his. “You might have to ask Theo that, he would know more, but it will get easier. I promise.”
I nod before I feel his fingers on the back of my neck. He pulls me against him, kissing me almost desperately. His tongue plays with mine as a new sensation rolls over me. Lust.
I grip onto him, moaning into his mouth. I feel him chuckle slightly before gripping my hips and lifting me against the wall. I can feel his erection below me before he slowly buries himself inside me. Stopping only to let me adjust to his size. I push my hips against him, wanting him to move; he doesn’t need to be told twice as he slams into me, making him groan loudly as he sucks and nips at my skin. My nails dig into his back as I feel my stomach tighten, my arousal building to an insurmountable level. His lips move to mine as his tongue plunges into my mouth, tasting every inch of it.
I moan loudly, loving the feeling of him so deep inside me. When I’m sitting on the edge of my orgasm, Tobias shifts slightly, offering me his neck. I don’t hesitate as I sink my fangs into him. I feel him moan loudly at the feeling of me feeding off him, before my walls clench around him. My orgasm rushes through me, my pussy pulsates as I ride out the high. My fangs leave Tobias as I feel him still inside me, having reached his own release. He kisses me and my arms tighten around his neck; I feel his hands squeeze my ass before he lifts me slightly, letting himself slip out of me.
“God, I missed you.” He mumbles against my lips. My head snaps to look at the door when I hear Theo clear his throat. The baby is no longer in his arms. I look at him panicked before he shakes his head.
“He is asleep, I can see him from here. I promise, Imogen, he is safe here.” I nod, not really believing he is safe until I know she is dead. Tobias hops out of the shower, wrapping a towel around himself. He kisses Theo’s shoulder on his way past, walking back into the bedroom.
Theo leans against the door just watching me. I raise an eyebrow at him, “Well, are you going to get in?”
His face lights up and a smirk forms on his lips. I open the shower door, and he pulls his shirt off over his head. I’m slammed against the shower wall with a thud. My legs wrap around his waist as he crushes his lips against mine. The soft cries of the baby coming to my ears make me freeze.
“He is fine, Imogen, I have him.” Tobias sings out, obviously feeling my hesitation through the bond. I relax and feel Theo nipping at my skin, his teeth grazing my flesh, his erection pressing against my clit, making me moan into his mouth.