Accepting


"Oh God… fuck." AJ moaned breathlessly, feeling Punk thrust in and out of her from behind her, lying on her side whilst he lay on his directly behind her. She backed into his body as he held her leg up a little, thrusting into her slowly and deep.

"You feel so good." Punk moaned in her ear, kissing her neck as AJ cupped his cheek behind her.

"Harder." AJ gasped, clutching the sheets in front of her as she felt him behind to thrust into her harder, hitting her g-spot, "Yes, just like that." She moaned with ecstasy. She felt herself slipping away into another planet. Being with him felt like being in the clouds, with no worries or problems. It was like a drug. A drug she had missed using.

"Yeah, you like that?" He whispered in her ear, "You like that?" He nuzzled her neck, kissing her pulse point as he thrust into her deep and hard, placing his hand over her body and cupping her breast as she bit her lip and rolled her head back against his chin.

"Yes, baby. Don't stop." AJ moaned, "I'm gonna cum." She panted.

"Cum for me." He said, tangling his hand down to her centre, finding her clit and stroking in fast circles whilst pounding into her, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the air merged with moaning and groaning.

"Fuck yes keep doing that." AJ moaned, grabbing his hip behind her. He knew her body so well, what made her tick, he certainly hadn't forgot that was for sure. She felt taken care of. Like no one else could know her the way he knew her like this. So close and intimately.

AJ eventually tipped over the edge, feeling her muscles contract against him as she moaned out loudly, burying her face into the pillow beneath her, gripping the sheets tightly as her whole body shook.

Punk smiled as he watched her, kissing her shoulder whilst slowly thrusting in and out of her, watching her come down from that ultimate high.

It didn't take him long before he felt himself reach his peak, thrusting into her fast-paced again as AJ moaned.

"Fuck I'm gonna cum." Punk moaned in her ear.

"Yes, give me it." AJ moaned, cupping his cheek as Punk tipped over the edge and spilled himself inside of her, moaning as she watched him, feeling his seed spurt inside of her.

"Fuck." Punk gasped, running his hand through his hair, pulling out of her as AJ smiled, shifting onto her back and looking at him. She then watched as he leaned forward, kissing her softly as she kissed back, cupping his cheek, feeling him kiss down her jaw to her neck as she smiled.

He still gave her goose bumps and made her feel like the only girl in the world. She'd missed that feeling. She'd missed his company more than anything.

Punk kissed her neck, kissing down her body, using his mouth on her breasts as she moaned, looking down at him as he looked so lost in her body. There'd be no one in life she could meet that would compare to the way he made her feel. That was a contributing factor to her going with her feelings and giving him another chance. She was nervous, of course. Things weren't the same. But when it was just the two of them, together, alone, like this… it felt like nothing had changed at all.

Punk kissed his way down her body, not getting enough of it. He'd missed not just their intimate moments together but just having her with him. Someone to talk to. Someone to comfort and seek comfort in. He couldn't describe how thankful he was to be given this chance. He wouldn't mess it up for the world.

"Don't you have work in a few hours?" AJ whispered, feeling him kiss down her stomach.

"What about it?" Punk mumbled, way more interested in her and pleasing her.

AJ smiled, watching as he parted her legs, using his mouth on her as she moaned softly, feeling his tongue find her clit, running his hands up her torso as she arched her back a little.

She was so lost in pleasure that it took a few seconds for her to realise Alba was crying from the next room, opening up her eyes and sitting up as Punk paused.

"Is she alright?" Punk wondered as AJ got off the bed, grabbing his t-shirt from the floor and shoving it on, rushing out of the bedroom and heading into next doors bedroom.

AJ had made a little pillow fort around Alba when she put her down earlier after deciding to stay the night with Punk. The baby girl was comfy as ever and fell asleep right away in her little vest and diaper, but something had clearly woken her up.

"Hi, baby. What is it?" AJ cooed, lifting Alba up into her arms, "What's wrong with my baby, huh?" She asked, cupping the back of her head as Alba whimpered, "Are those little teeth bothering you? Is that it?" She asked softly, bouncing her lightly in his arms, "Or you just want a cuddle?" She kissed the side of her head.

She walked out of the room and back into Punk's bedroom where he was lying on his side, looking through his phone, looking up when he saw her come in.

"I think she just wants a cuddle." AJ admitted, "Do you mind?"

"No I don't mind." Punk said. He hated that she felt a little awkward around him with Alba. He didn't want her to feel that way, "Is she ok?" He sat up a little whilst AJ sat down on the bed beside him, lying down half way and cuddling Alba into her as the baby girl looked over at Punk.

"Yeah, she's fine. Might just be a strange place that woke her up." AJ figured, "Or her teeth. She's teething right now." She said, watching Alba sit up on her, positioning herself on her mother's stomach as she looked around the room, "Hey, don't be going crazy on us. It's too late." AJ said, holding Alba's small hands in hers.

Punk smiled as he watched Alba lay back down into AJ's chest. It didn't take one to figure out how much Alba loved her mother, and how much AJ loved Alba. It was the sweetest thing he'd ever saw. So pure and innocent.

"How'd you come up with her name?" Punk asked.

"Well I wanted a name beginning with A." AJ nodded, "And I wanted a short name for her, but something that was still different. I just looked through a lot of books." AJ laughed a little, "It's cliché but when I saw Alba written down I just… I knew it was for her." She said as Punk smiled.

"Was it scary? Giving birth?" Punk asked as AJ nodded.

"Not knowing what to expect was the scariest part. It wasn't as bad as people make it out to be. It was all over pretty fast and… it was worth it." She said, looking down at Alba who was resting her head on his chest.

Alba then sat back up and climbed off from her mother and over to Punk, sitting down beside him and touching his arms.

"Can I help you?" Punk smiled to her as Alba looked up at him sweetly. She had the most innocent eyes, and looking into them, he knew that he'd protect her just like he would her mother. She wasn't any sort of challenge or inconvenience to him. She was like a sweet little bonus. A little mini April that he could get to know and love.

"She likes the colours." AJ realised as Alba was looking at his tattoos, climbing onto his stomach and sitting on him.

"You like my ink?" Punk asked her, "You like the colours?" He asked her, "Look, follow the snake." He said, taking her little finger and swirling it around the snake on his chest.

AJ watched as Alba smiled. There was nothing better than seeing the man she loved be sweet to her daughter. She didn't doubt he wouldn't be, but seeing it in front of her eyes was the best thing she could hope for.

"Do it again?" Punk asked her, taking her finger and swirling it around the snake tattoo as Alba giggle which made Punk smile.

"She's really into shapes and colours right now." AJ nodded.

"I can see that." Punk laughed a little, "She's sweet as hell." Punk smiled, looking on at Alba as AJ smiled. She knew it would have been very easy for him to tell her he wasn't prepared to take on dating her with Alba's needs coming before him, but instead he looked like he was embracing it.

"Ba!" Alba exclaimed, "Ba ba… ba…" She mumbled away to herself.

"Tell me more." Punk nodded as she continued to talk nonsense to him as AJ smiled to herself.

"I'm gonna… go to the toilet." She said, getting off the bed and heading into the huge bathroom inside the bedroom, listening as Alba continued to exclaim her non-existent words whilst Punk listened to her.

She fixed herself in the toilet before standing at the door, watching as Punk played with her, counting all her fingers with her as Alba watched him, doing little things that he knew would fascinate her.

He was a natural and it didn't even seem like he was trying at all. And she could see Alba was completely comfortable with him.

"Are you making sure all her fingers and toes are still on?" AJ walked further into the room, getting into the bed beside him again as Punk nodded.

"Just checking." Punk nodded.

He then watched as Alba suddenly began counting his fingers. Not literally, but she began touching each one the way he had done with her.

"Yeah… 3… 4…" Punk counted with her as she touched each finger.

"She's never done that." AJ shook her head as Punk smiled.

Alba then crawled back off of him and over to her mother whom she of course felt the most comfortable with.

"Now she's bored of me." Punk smiled, watching as AJ scooped her up into her arms.

"No, I think she's just tired." AJ said as Punk smiled.

"Yeah, her eyes are going." Punk nodded as he watched Alba's eyes opening and closing as she fell back asleep in her mother's arms.

"I'm gonna go put her back down." AJ said as Punk nodded, watching her get up and walk back out of the bedroom.

AJ put Alba down amongst the little pillow fort after getting her back to sleep, leaving the room and heading back into Punk's.

"Sometimes she just wakes up for a cuddle." AJ nodded, getting back into bed beside him, "You're good with her." She looked up at him.

"Oh, I don't know about that." Punk said modestly.

"You are." AJ nodded.

"I think she likes my windows better." He said as AJ laughed and nodded.

"Yeah, maybe." She agreed with a smile, looking up at him as he smiled to her. In just a few days she felt an increased level of happiness. One that she hadn't felt in so long. Still having that love for one another, even with changes in their life, and even with all the things that happened, it was definitely a sign for her that it was meant to be.

"Where was I…" Punk hummed, rolling over on top of her as she giggled, feeling him scoot her down by the hips as he disappeared under the sheets.