Disclaimer: I do not own GW, this is just for fun :D
AN: Thank you, Revy679, for your last-minute betaing! 3 I didn't think I would be able to think of something for this Mother's Day and resort to tagging someone else in for me, but I made it. This was written for Lemony Shenanigans 2021 Event I am hosting on Ao3. If you haven't checked it out yet, please do so, we are having a ball! You can go to my Ao3 page and click on collections, this is where you will see past events I hosted, and this current one now.
I wrote this story with zero time and little sleep, so I hope it's a fun read! Enjoy, and Happy Mother's Day to ALL the Mothers out there (kids and fur babies!) 3
May 8, AC 218
21:00 hours
L2 Colony, Maxwell Residence
"Are the kids asleep yet?" Hilde inquired, dropping the rubber snake she was holding into the toy chest.
Duo nodded his head, plopping down on the couch, grabbing the remote, and propped his feet up on the coffee table; he turned the TV on and started searching for something to watch.
Hilde stopped mid-reach for another toy and put her free hand on her hip. She narrowed her eyes and shot imaginary daggers at her husband in annoyance, "and what may I ask are you doing?"
"Huuuuh?" The braided man yawned in reply.
"A little help here?" Hilde hinted as she feigned a smile, presenting the mess around the living room as if she were a game show hostess.
"Ah, come on, I just put the stinkers to bed..." Duo grumbled but knew better than to argue with his wife. Sighing, he turned the TV off and stood from the couch, only to find himself making contact with a hard plastic doll instead of the floor. Crying out in pain, the plastic girl vocalized one of her pre-recorded sayings, 'I love you!' The once God of Death kicked the offender in anger, murmuring a few curse words under his breath, then reluctantly picked up the foul thing tossing it into the bin his wife was carrying.
Giggling, she continued to clean as her husband shot her a dirty look from across the room. The pixie-haired woman shrugged her shoulders and smiled playfully, "ah, come on, that was funny." Duo, still giving her a look, replied, "umm...what she said?"
"Yeah, yeah..." Duo brushed it off, still in semi pain, limping around the room, removing several of the dangerous figures off the floor, and remarked, "how did they end up with so many Goddamn toys?"
Hilde shook her head and sighed, "what you really mean is, why can't our children pick up after themselves?"
"Yeah, that too."
"Because they take after their father," the pixie-haired woman jabbed.
"Oh? And I don't suppose you weren't the one wanting these little mini me's, were you?" Duo argued.
She shrugged and brushed past him, picking up the last of the toys, "well, I didn't hear you complaining when we were making those so-called mini me's."
She wasn't wrong. The braided man stepped towards her with determination, seizing her by the waist and reeling her into his embrace. Thinking about Hilde underneath him, naked and moaning his name, he couldn't help but wonder... "You know," he whispered into her ear, his firm grip causing her to relax in his arms. "They're not so bad...Maybe it's about time to try for another?"
She gasped. A thrilling smirk lit her whole face at her husband's sudden confession. She set down the box and spun around to meet his handsome grin. She giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck as she lifted herself on her tiptoes. Once she was eye level, she locked eyes with his and searched for any doubts, "yeah?"
He nodded his head in reassurance, "yeah," sealing his proposal with a kiss.
The gentle peck quickly switched from loving to desperate in a matter of seconds. Hilde reached down to Duo's belt buckle, attempting to unfasten it as swiftly as she could, while Duo freed her of her jeans. They reluctantly drew away from their lip lock to strip off their shirts with equal urgency, but then Hilde suddenly stopped before unhitching her bra as a troubling scowl developed across her beautiful feature.
"What?" The braided man questioned, concerned with her unexpected shift in mood.
"The kids..."
"They're asleep, don't worry, Babe."
"No, I mean we can't leave our clothing here."
Duo rolled his eyes, astounded that she was worried about something like this. "They don't even know about sex; how'd they connect discarded clothing on the floor to it?"
"No, no, not that," Hilde sighed, motherly instinct kicking in. "It's a bad example if we leave our discarded clothing on the floor. Weren't we JUST talking about their problem with cleaning up their toys? What does this say to them? We have to lead by example, and I do not want a big fight over it later. Then guess whose problem it is? I can tell you for certain; it's not yours."
Duo stared at her with a, 'are you kidding me,' look and raised an eyebrow, "well, that's one way to kill my hard-on, babe."
Hilde snorted, ignoring his comment, "oh, I'm dead serious. Now, pick up the clothing and meet me in the bedroom." She winked playfully over her shoulder and strolled down the hall swaying her hips with added oomph. She stopped short, unclasping her bra, and dropping it on the floor, looking back one last time with a mischievous wink.
Duo gulped, watching the sight of his beautiful wife jiggling her ass provocatively on the way to their room, and thought, 'well, that did it.' He gathered the clothing and stealthily power-walked down the hall, making sure to pick up the last garment.
Once he entered, he noticed her lying on the bed sprawled out, awaiting his attack. He quickly threw the dirty clothes into the laundry hamper and, with a running leap, plopped himself to the side of his Goddess.
Duo cradled his head with one hand while lightly running the callused fingers of his other hand over the beautiful, faded stretch marks on her stomach. He smiled as he remembered how she broke down crying at the sight of the deep red marks on her swelling belly when she was pregnant with their firstborn. He reassured her there were far worse things and that these were beautiful blemishes of love. He asked if she still loved him with the scars he bore from war, and when she said, of course, he kissed every inch of her, appreciating her natural beauty.
Hilde looked down at Duo, gazing at her stomach as she enjoyed his gentle caress, although she was curious as to why he was hesitating and questioned, "Duo?"
Her voice snapped him back to reality, "Hmm? Oh..." He shifted himself eye level to his Goddess and pressed his forehead against hers. "You know I was serious about trying for a third, right?"
Hilde shut her eyes, and she slowly inhaled the familiar scent of iron and soap. They discussed having a third when they started planning their future children. However, after two kids, a thriving business, school, sports, ballet, piano, and so on, their lives had been hectic to consider a third, until now.
Instantly an increase of baby fever washed over her like a title wave. She needed another tiny mini-me growing inside her. Cornflower blue locked with cobalt, and she confidently stated with a smile, "put a baby inside me, Maxwell."
Duo groaned, "copy that." He leaned in for a kiss, though gentle at first; however, once Hilde touched his throbbing organ, all of his restraint to keep it slow and sensual vanished. He rolled on top of her, pinning her down.
"Babe, just relax. You're gonna get the Mother's day special tonight," he growled while leaning in for a kiss. He began with sweet pecks on her soft cheeks, then slowly made his way down her neck and stopped at her twin peaks. He licked his lips and salivated at the sight of her fully taut nipples. He didn't waste any more time and chose the right mound first. As he licked, nibbled, and sucked, paying particular attention to how she responded, he pecked kisses to the left and proceeded with the same individual treatment.
Hilde whined. The pleasurable pain her husband invoked fed the flame of desire burning within. However, that wasn't always the case in their marriage. They weren't perfect, and let's face it; her sex drive couldn't keep up with her husbands at times. There occurred exasperating times where there was nothing he could do to arouse her. Their intimacy flowed similar to a roller coaster throughout the twenty years they shared: many sexless nights, arguments, and misunderstandings, especially when she was pregnant and breastfeeding. However, Duo managed to adapt because that was life, and it didn't stop them from loving each other any less. But thank God now wasn't one of those moments; she was ready, MORE than ready, while her inner walls ached with hunger.
Duo carried out his plan and reluctantly left her twins, kissing down a path to her stomach. He caressed her soft little pooch with his lips, whispering between kisses, "get ready...for baby... number three..."
Before long, he arrived at her center and inhaled the intoxicating musk of her sex. The braided man used his index finger and lightly examined her outer folds, feeling just how aroused his wife was at the moment. He smirked to himself and flicked her clit gently, making her cry out his name; he replaced his finger with his tongue and slid two of his digits inside. She squirmed, moaning a little when he entered her. Duo continued his pace, slowly pumping his Goddess. When he could feel her getting close, he stopped his lip action and quickly pecked up to her lips, nibbling at them carefully.
"Babe..." he moaned, his erection throbbing and rubbing against her thigh, as he kept working in her with his hand. He desperately wanted to be inside his lover now.
"Duo..." she breathed in his ear, her inner walls craving the swell of her lover's cock, so she bucked her hips and cried, "fuck me."
He pulled out and brought his hand to his mouth, licking her sweet nectar off his fingers like a lollypop, and inquired casually, "fuck you and do what?"
Hilde smiled. It was tradition, and God did it trigger her desire to be impregnated by him. "Fuck a baby into me, Duo Maxwell."
He snarled, "as you wish." Positioning himself between her legs, she wrapped hers around his waist as he slowly entered her wet inner walls. Jesus, she's dripping, Duo thought with manly pride as he slowly circled his hips within her slickness.
After a while, Duo halted his actions. remembering the magic position that aided them in their quest to babymaking the last two times, so he reluctantly pulled out, leaned towards her ear, and whispered, "hands and knees, now."
Hilde obeyed his command as she rolled over and lifted her butt, wiggling it in the air. Her husband used the opportunity to spank both her cheeks, then rubbing the reddish marks, offering aid to take away the sting, only to smack them again. Hilde screamed, and Duo gave her one final slap before re-entering and ramming himself in her repeatedly. She could feel him hitting that one particular area that never failed to take her to euphoria. Despite enjoying this ride, she eagerly anticipated the grand finale.
Encouraging her husband to take her beyond, she screamed, "yes...more...more... faster... right there...yes!" She panted out, and he fulfilled her request, thrusting his hips with additional power. She was almost there... so close... she could feel him getting harder...twitching... And she took this opportunity to surprise him. Quickly reaching underneath her towards his hard-swinging sack, she gently seized hold of the pair and lightly massaged them, prompting Duo to below her name while expelling his seed inside her, bringing both of them to their rapture simultaneously.
He finished with a few more pumps for added luck and pulled out. The braided man laid down, drawing his wife in a tight bear hug. Kissing her forehead, he grinned, "did you like your mother's day present?"
"We'll see in about nine months," she teased.
"Oh, I know so," Duo breathed, confident in his baby-making abilities.
"Me too."
"But….Even if we failed tonight, we will keep trying."
"I didn't think that it was going to stop us anyway," Hilde snickered.
"Naw, nothing will ever stop me from loving you," Duo said in a more serious tone.
"Oh, Duo..."
"I'm serious, Hil," he said, looking deep into her eyes, brushing a few strands of her raven hair away from her face. " You make me proud to be the man I am today. The mother of my children, the light of my life."
With tears threatening to surface, she responded, "come off it, Duo. You're going to make me cry."
"It's the truth, and I cannot tell you how much I appreciate everything you do managing this crazy household. I love you so much. I want you to have the best Mother's Day, Babe."
Well, that did it. The dam broke. It had been a while since Duo vocalized his sentiments to her. He brushed his thumbs up to her cheeks as he wiped away the tears. "Duo... I love you... soooo…. much," She uttered between sobs, but Duo 'shhed' her to say nothing more. He pressed her head against his chest, and she could hear his steady heartbeat.
Even though time felt like it was standing still as the couple enjoyed their intimate embrace, they knew better than to fall asleep in their naked state, as their children always insisted on waking them at the crack of dawn. They quickly dressed in their pajamas and nestled back into each other, taking comfort in the rise and fall of the other's steady breathing as they drifted off to sleep, dreaming of their future.
Morning arrived sooner than they would have liked, as the door to their bedroom swung open with a loud 'thud,' and not a second later, they heard their tiny four-year-old scream with youthful enthusiasm, "Mama!"
The couples' drowsy eyes locked, and they smiled at each other, awaiting the inevitable attack. Yep, it wasn't like the old days where they could rest during the day from their all-nighter.
Hilde groggily muttered, "morning, Sweetie," greeting her energetic child.
Duo rubbed his eyes, stretched, and yawned, uttering, "morning, Cupcake." He had no idea what time they went to bed, but one thing was for certain, he didn't get enough sleep.
"Happy Mama's day, Mama!" The child attacked Hilde's face with kisses and bounced up and down on her stomach.
"Oof, it should be illegal for moms to wake up early today," Hilde remarked.
"It's ten, mama!" A voice announced from the doorway. Hilde peaked over her daughter's shoulder to look at their son strolling in.
Their little girl, who looked exactly like her father, put both hands on her face, forcing her attention back on her. Her forehead touched hers, and the little girl's deep blue eyes stared at her with a serious expression. "Mama, it was hard waiting, but I waited."
"I'm sooo proud of you!" Hilde praised, and the child beamed in delight.
Once their son made it close enough, Duo seized their six-year-old from the side of the bed, picking him up and hurling him in the middle of the mattress. His son laughed, and Duo took the opportunity to tickle him, "ten is still too early!" He teased.
The boy stated between giggles, "no... it's... not...daddy."
Still attacking his son, Duo countered, "yes. It is!"
"Mama, Mama, Mama, look!" Hilde's attention shifted back to their four-year-old standing in an empty part of their king bed. "Look! Look! I wanna give you a present!" The little girl enthusiastically said.
Touched her child was so thoughtful, she responded, "awe, sweetie, thank you! What is it?!"
The child started thrusting her hips in the air like a dance of some sort. It reminded her of a Chippendale performer. She raised an eyebrow, crooked her head, and thought, where did she get an idea like this? She'd never seen her daughter dance like this before. So as not to hurt her feelings, she asked instead, "What are you doing, silly?"
As if Duo was reading her mind, he chimed in too, "yeah, where'd you learn those moves?"
"From you, daddy! I'm doing what daddy does to make you happy, mama!" She smiled, pleased with herself.
Duo choked, "What?!"
Their son shook his head, "nooo, Helen, Mama likes daddy's kisses!"
Duo looked down at him, eyes bugging out. "What did you just say, Axel?"
"Hold on, where are you two getting these wild assumptions?" Hilde inquired, hoping beyond hope; it wasn't what she was thinking.
Helen stopped thrusting her hips and jumped on Duo, "last night, we saw you and mama playing a game, and mama liked what you were doing. Did you win daddy, or did mama?"
"Or is it not a winning game?" Axel added curiously.
Duo locked eyes with Hilde's, both showcasing a mortified expression.
"Umm..." Speechless, Duo had no idea what to do or say for the first time in his life.
"Well..." Hilde paused, thinking where to start. What they saw and when seemed like a good enough question first.
Before Hilde inquired, an idea hit the former Gundam pilot like a ton of bricks. He shifted Helen off him, stood up on the bed, and started bouncing as he began to explain to their young children. "It's a game only for grown-ups, where usually everyone who plays wins, but really, I think mama wins every time we play because mama does love these moves..." and then he rocked his hips in the air, like a drunk dancer at a night club.
"Yay, daddy!" Helen clapped and sprang up, jumping alongside him.
Hilde gave her husband a 'what the fuck are you doing?' glare. And as always, like Duo could read her mind, He shrugged, "just go with it," and grasped her hands, bringing her up. He then ordered their son, "Axel, don't let mama escape!"
All three bounced on the bed, circling Hilde as they thrust their hips in celebration of her. Hilde shook her head at her husband, who again shrugged his shoulders, winked, and at the top of his lungs shouted, "Happy Mother's day, Babe!"
Hilde brushed off the ridiculousness of the situation and joined in on the fun, dancing and swinging her hips along with them.
"Ahhh, yeaaahhhh, bring it, mama! I like those moves!" Duo cheered as the kids copied him.
Hilde stopped dancing, doubling over in laughter as her husband switched up his dance to various moves such as the floss, moonwalk, chicken while the kids copied or tried their best to copy him. Yep, these moments were the memories that would leave a lasting imprint, even though she had to clarify what her children saw with them later. For now, that was future Hilde's problem. When she finally caught her breath, she smiled while watching her family grooving to music now. Hilde rubbed her belly, praying last night did the trick. Duo was an excellent father, and she was looking forward to another one of their creations of love joining this crazy family.
"Mama, what's wrong?" Axle asked as he stopped dancing, bringing Hilde out of her daydream.
She shook her head, "Nothing's the matter, Sweetie, this mama is having the best Mother's day a mama could ask for."