Not smut but definitely suggestive warning.
Clementine was held in the hospital for a week, longer than the average delivery due to her blood loss. She didn't mind though since she had Violet and Luke by her side, but she was getting a little stir crazy. So when the nurse came in with her discharge papers she cheered.
Clementine gave her baby boy a snuggle and kiss before she handed him over to Violet so that a nurse could unhook all of the wires, cuffs and tubes. She sighed with relief once the IV was removed, finally able to move freely for the first time in days. She stood up gingerly from the bed, still feeling tender. As soon as they were alone Clementine ripped off her clothing, "Good riddance hospital gown!"
"Clem!" Violet fumbled one armed with the gown, holding Luke in the other, trying to hold it up to cover her wife. "Someone could walk in any second!"
"I'm pretty sure every nurse here has seen every part of me by now anyway." Clementine shrugged as she went into the bathroom and put on some loose pajamas. "As soon as we get home I am taking the longest, hottest shower ever!" She said as she walked slowly out of the bathroom, collecting personal items and packing them up.
"That sounds amazing, maybe I can join you?" Violet winked as she sat Luke in his baby carrier, struggling with the straps that seemed way to big for his tiny body.
"You can join me, but the doctor said no funny business until I'm healed up." Clementine said.
"You know you can say 'sex' right? We've been married for almost six years now." Violet smirked.
"Intercourse." Clementine looked sternly at Violet, taking a step towards her.
"Sex." Violet stared back, stepping forward as well.
"Making love." Clementine held her gaze, taking another step.
Violet rolled her eyes, moving forward and wrapping her arms around Clementine's waist, gently pulling her close, "Sex."
Clementine leaned forward until their lips were all but touching, "Copulation." she said in the huskiest voice she could muster, trying to keep her facial expression serious.
"Oh my gosh, shut up!" Violet laughed as she closed the gap, connecting their lips.
They didn't pull apart until a nurse opened the door, pushing a wheel chair. Violet carried Luke's carrier with one arm and gift bags layered on her other one as they walked to the pick up zone in front of the hospital. Clementine transferred from her wheel chair to a bench to wait with Luke while Violet went to pull the car around.
"Don't take too long!" Clementine called after her, suddenly feeling very lonely as the nurse left her alone with Luke on the bench. She stared at the face of her son, he had refused to open his eyes when she was looking, keeping those gorgeous eyes hidden from the person who wanted to see them the most. By the time Violet pulled the car around she had started crying. Violet saw her as she got out of the car, and sat next to her worried.
"What's wrong Clem?" Violet asked, putting her arm around her, giving her a side hug.
"My baby doesn't like me. He won't even look at me." Clementine cried freely, "Now we have to take him home with no one to help us. I've never been a mom before, what if I don't do it right?"
"You're going to be a great mom, we'll figure it out, it's going to be okay." Violet rubbed Clementine's arm soothingly, "We make a great team, we're going to rock this thing together. Now let's go home and take a shower."
Clementine nodded solemnly as Violet helped her stand. Clementine insisted on sitting in the back seat so that she could keep an eye on Luke. Violet drove slowly and carefully with her precious cargo.
"Violet!" Clementine screamed when they were nearly home.
"What? What is it? Are you okay, are you in pain?" Violet's heart was pounding.
"His eyes! He's opening his eyes and they are so beautiful." Tears started flowing again and Violet shook her head, she knew Clementine was experiencing an overflow of hormones after giving birth but she wasn't going to tell Clementine that. "They look just like yours and I love them so much."
"That's awesome Clem." Violet responded with a smile.
About 6 weeks after Luke's birth
Clementine unlocked the front door, walking into her home. Violet was laying on the floor next to Luke, playing video games as Clementine came in.
"Clem!" Violet jumped up, not even bothering to pause her game. She hurriedly moved to stand in front of her wife, holding onto her upper arms gently. "What did the doctor say?"
"He said my vitals are looking good and my lady parts have healed nicely, I'm cleared for coitus!" Clementine winked.
"Hallelujah!" Violet cheered, picking Clementine up and spinning her around before setting her back down.
"Is it just me or is it hot in here?" Clementine said, fanning her face with her hand and pulling at the collar of her shirt dramatically. She reached down and pulled her shirt off, revealing her tight fitting nursing tank top underneath. "Whew that's bett-" Clementine started, unable to finish as Violet moved in quickly, kissing Clementine's cleavage hungrily.
"I've been dying to get a hold of these for weeks. Move over Luke, it's mommy's turn." Clementine's breath hitched in her throat at the feel of Violet's soft lips and she wrapped her arms around Violet as her hands traveled under Clementine's shirt and up her torso. "I thought your breasts were amazing when you were pregnant, but nursing boobs are even better. I think you've gone up a whole cup size."
Clementine frowned, "I thought you said I was perfect the way I was."
"You were, you are." Violet back peddled, feeling flustered, "Come on, can't I just enjoy the moment, don't make me feel guilty for wanting to take pleasure in my wife's body!"
"I'm just messing with you," Clementine grabbed her own chest with both hands, "these are freaking amazing. Enjoy them while they last, because I am not breastfeeding a day after Luke turns one."
"No time to waste then." Violet gently guided Clementine to the couch, pushing her onto it and climbing on top of her.
Luke took that as his cue to start crying, not just crying, but screaming.
"Noooo," Violet groaned, "Please no!"
Clementine smiled at Violet's frustration, "we've waited weeks, we can wait a few more minutes." She kissed Violet sweetly on the lips before looking awkwardly down at her shirt, her breasts had started releasing milk at the sound of Luke's crying, causing wet spots to appear on her tank top. "Let me feed him real quick and we can put him in his swing, he'll be calm for a while."
"Fiiiiine." Violet rolled off of Clementine and onto the floor, crawling next to Luke, "You're lucky I love you." She scrunched her face up and rubbed her nose against Luke's before picking him up. "I'm going to change his diaper first, that way we know he's good after you feed him." Clementine sat up on the couch, getting ready to feed her son, checking out Violet as she left the room.
About 3 months later
A knock came at the door. Violet opened it to reveal Louis and Sophie. She gave Louis a stern look, as she continued to button up her dress-up vest, "Don't make me regret asking you to babysit."
He raised his hand defensively, "Nice to see you to Violet, so happy to be here Violet." Sophie came in from behind Louis, hugging Violet tight before looking around the room for Luke.
"I won't let him let you down Vi." Sophie said as she spotted the boy in his bouncy seat and went to pick him up.
"I'm sorry," Violet frowned, throwing her arms around Louis in a hug, she pulled his head down so that she could whisper menacingly in his ear, "If this doesn't go well Clementine is never going to leave the house without Luke again, don't screw this up."
"Aye, aye captain!" Louis yelled, wide eyed, holding his hand to his head in a salute.
Violet rolled her eyes so hard it made Louis grin as Clementine came into the room looking flustered. "I just fed Luke, he'll need to eat again in two hours. I left instructions on the counter next to his bottle. The milk is in the freezer, to thaw it run it under warm water, don't let it get too hot. His diapers are in his room. Make sure you change him before bed. He likes to sleep with his pacifier and I always rock him and sing to him before I put him down."
As Clementine went on and on, Louis wandered to the freezer and pulled out a frozen bag of milk. "Is this what I think it is?" he asked, raising an eyebrow and holding it by the corner with two fingers, far away from his body.
"Grow up Louis, yes, it's breast milk," Violet shook her head at him.
"Have you ever," Louis looked around nervously, like he was talking about something secretive, "Have you ever tasted it?"
"Of course I have." Violet laughed.
"Really?" Louis looked surprised.
"Well, it wasn't on purpose the first time." Violet shrugged.
"What do you mean, how can you accidentally drink from a baby bottle?" Louis continued, curious. Clementine glared from the other side of the room. Sophie sat next to Clem, holding Luke, tickling the boy's feet and listening amused to the conversation.
"It wasn't from a bottle you idiot, it was... fresh." Violet smirked.
Louis stared at her blankly confused for a minute, before realization struck and his eyes and mouth opened wide, "oooooooooh"
"Can we not talk about my breast milk?" Clementine shouted, color rushing to her face as Sophie chuckled at her side.
"Yeah," Violet grabbed the bag from Louis's hand and stuck it back in the freezer, closing the door, "Stop talking about my wife's breast milk."
"How's it taste?" Louis whispered, unable to drop the conversation.
"Surprisingly sweet." Violet answered, as she went to sit next to Clementine who was now covering her face fully embarrassed. "Ready to go?"
"I've never been more ready to leave a room in my life." Clementine stood up to leave, mortified.
At the restaurant Clementine was fidgeting at the table, "How is it taking this long to bring out some drinks?"
"Clem, calm down, we're not in a hurry." Violet reached over and grabbed her hands.
"I think we should have left Luke with Lee and Carley, I'm worried about Louis..." Clementine started tapping her foot nervously since Violet had stilled her fidgeting hands.
"Clementine, he's fine, Louis is fine. He would never do anything to hurt Luke and Luke loves him! Besides, Sophie is there, just in case."
Clementine's phone buzzed as Violet finished talking. Clementine looked at her phone anxiously. "That's it, we're going home." Clementine said, standing up from the table.
"What? No!" Violet grabbed her hands again and pulled her back down into her seat. "What did Louis text you?" Violet asked knowingly. Clementine pushed her phone across the table for her to see, it was a picture of Luke, grinning from ear to ear, laying in a roasting pan surrounded by carrots on top of the stove. Violet laughed. "Louis is just messing with you Clem, he's not going to cook Luke." The phone buzzed again. Another picture from Louis. This time Luke was laying next to an open box of matches.
"Please?" Clementine grabbed the sides of her own face, stressed, "Please can we go save our son?"
"Please will you spend some time with me? I need you too." Violet pouted.
Clementine sighed, "Okay, yeah, I'm sorry. I know Louis is just trying to get in my head."
After successfully finishing dinner, they went to a movie that Clementine only somewhat nervously sat through, checking her phone every ten minutes. When it was over Clementine rushed the two of them home, eager to make sure the house wasn't burnt down.
Clementine hurried into the house, looking around anxiously. Louis and Sophie were curled up on the couch watching Netlix. Clementine bee lined to Luke's room, peeking in on him, making sure he was breathing before letting out a sigh of relief and coming back into the living room with everyone else.
"I underestimated you, I'm sorry. You did a good job." Clementine admitted.
Louis and Sophie stood, stretching. "I forgive you, I am the king!" Sophie nudged him in the side. He smiled, "And you are the queen."
"Thank you for watching him, I hope he wasn't any trouble." Violet said, hugging them both goodbye.
"Anytime, he was an angel." Sophie smiled, walking out the door.
Louis followed her, moving to close the door, when it was open just a crack he stuck his head in through the space. "Just fyi, I totally tasted Clem's milk and you're right, it is sweet!"
"You what?" Violet yelled, chasing Louis out of the door. "You're joking right?" Violet shouted after him as he ran laughing down the driveway, Sophie shook her head and followed.
About 3 months later (Luke is 6ish months old)
Luke was sitting in a high chair, as Violet fed him his dinner one messy spoonful at a time. Clementine turned off the oven, removing a casserole and setting it on the stove. "Is he liking the carrots?" Clementine asked, pulling plates from the cabinets for herself and Violet.
"If by liking you mean spitting them all over his shirt, then yes, he loves them." Violet smiled as she wiped his mouth off with a bib. Clementine came up behind Violet and sat her plate down on the table in front of her, kissing her cheek as she leaned down. "You missed." Violet said pointing at her lips, Clementine smiled and leaned back down pecking Violet on the lips leaving he with a smile on her face as Clementine went to grab her own plate.
"Thanks Clem." Violet picked up her fork and took a bite of her own food, Luke cried in frustration, slapping his carroty hands onto his high chair tray. Carrot mush splashed up onto Violet's face. "Mommy's not allowed to eat? It's all about Luke. Luke Luke Luke." Violet said, poking the boy in the belly making him giggle.
Clementine joined her family at the table, wiping the carrot off of Violet's face as she sat down. "Speaking of it all being about Luke... I was thinking we may want to start trying for baby number two soon. We got lucky I was able to get pregnant so fast with Luke, I don't want them to be too far apart in age and my body has resumed it's natural cycle. We could start trying now, so that if it takes a long time, it won't be such a big deal. What do you think?" Clementine asked nervously, Violet was looking at her like she had grown two heads.
"You can't be serious, are you being serious?" Violet asked dumbfounded, "You can't get pregnant again, it's too dangerous. I almost lost you, I'm not risking that again."
"We both agreed that we wanted two kids, and you said you don't want to get pregnant." Clementine spoke a little louder than she intended, Luke started crying and Violet distractedly stuck another spoonful of carrots in his mouth.
"We agreed, before you almost died." Violet said, getting a little heated as well.
"My doctor will keep a better eye on me this time, he'll know my situation, he can take steps to avoid putting me in danger again." Clementine slammed her hands on the table as she stood.
"We don't have to have two kids, we were both an only child and we turned out fine. Luke can just have all of our love!" Violet crossed her arms in frustration.
"I don't need your permission to get pregnant, I can go to the appointments on my own." Clementine said, hands on her hips.
"Okay, can we just calm down for a second?" Violet stood up too, setting the bowl of mushy carrots on Luke's high chair and taking Clementine by the hands. "You really want another kid that bad?" Clementine locked eyes with Violet and nodded. "I'll do it then."
"You'll do what?" Clementine questioned, looking confused.
"I'll get pregnant. I'll carry your baby. I'll do it." Violet looked determined, leaving Clementine floundering for words.
"Are you sure? I mean, this is a big commitment... You don't have to. I'm sure I can come to terms with only having one child, eventually..." Clementine said, still shocked at Violet's offer.
"No, I want to do this, for our family, for you, the world needs another Clementine." Violet surprised herself, but now that she said it, she knew that she wanted it. "I'm sure." Clementine squealed as she threw herself at Violet, nearly knocking her over. Luke joined in on the squealing, drawing their attention. He was now wearing his bowl as a hat, carrots dripping down into his face, looking proud of his accomplishment.
"I'll give him a bath," Clementine offered, kissing Violet firmly on the lips before plucking Luke from his high chair, carrying him at arms distance trying to avoid getting any carrots on herself as she headed towards the bathroom. Violet sat down with a smile, picked up her fork and continued eating her dinner, ready for the adventure ahead of her.