Thank you for all the beautiful reviews. A lot of you want to see Hanna and Caleb have a big argument - I was given a prompt and I have a pretty good idea for it sooooo soon.
Here's part 2... not much to say... smut at the beginning, you have been warned...
Enjoy below...
Owls and Tents and S'mores – Part II
Caleb watched as Hanna, bundled up on his lap, focused intently on the s'more she was roasting for him. With the kids asleep, Alison had convinced her to crack out the chocolate and biscuits and he'd tasked her with creating the perfect gooey treat. So far, as she leant forward and exposed some of her lower back, he wasn't the least bit disappointed.
"No, mine's on fire!" Emily whined, pulling her marshmallow out of the flames.
"Mine looks pretty good," Hanna murmured as Caleb's hand ghosted up under her coat and onto her bare skin. "You got the crackers and chocolate ready?" She turned her head and asked him. He held out the bottom cracker with the chocolate on and waited for her to place the marshmallow on top before he squished it all down into a sugary mess. "Good?" She asked as he took a bite.
"Really good," He swallowed, lifting it up to her lips. She took a bite too, the melting chocolate running and smudging over her lips. She laughed and so did he as she lifted a hand to try and wipe her mouth. "No," He murmured, reaching up for her chin, "I'll do it," He pulled her face down towards his, his mouth searching for hers before he covered her lips with his own.
He vaguely registered trying to blindly put the half-eaten s'more on the table before his free hands were holding her cheeks, keeping her in front of him as his mouth took from hers. Hanna kissed back, tilting her head for better access as her hands moved up his chest to his neck, caressing the soft skin before they tangled in the hair at the back of his head.
His kisses became gentler, slower before he was just tenderly kissing the corner of her mouth, making sure he got any chocolate that had managed to survive his first attempt at cleaning her up. She sighed, dropping her head to his shoulder to press her lips against his neck before she turned slightly and settled back against his chest again. She really loved kissing her husband.
"Do you guys ever holiday with other people who don't know how horny you are?" Alison asked, leaning back against her chair.
"Ali!" Hanna shrieked, feeling Caleb's hands run up under her coat again.
"What? It's just a question," She laughed, sitting forward to roast another marshmallow.
"Do you guys… you know?" Emily asked awkwardly, "With the kids right there?"
"Em!" Hanna's eyes went wide, "What is with you two tonight?"
"More like what's with you two?" Alison laughed, "Seriously, are you going to do it with the tykes right there or not?"
"When you have three kids and they're all asleep at the same time, you don't care where you are, you just do it," Hanna finally answered, much to their amusement.
"What if they wake up?" Emily asked, "They could sleep with us."
"Really?" Ali turned her head to look at her girlfriend, "Because we're not also wanting some quiet time adult only time?"
"Anyway Em," Hanna smiled reassuringly, "If they wake up, we just stop. They don't know what it is."
"I'm pretty sure Logan's walked in on you," Alison raised an eyebrow.
"He thinks it's just a game," Caleb finally spoke up, reaching for the bag of marshmallows on the side. "He doesn't fully understand what we're doing."
"Fully?" Hanna asked in slight horror, "At all."
"I mean sure," Caleb shrugged, "He doesn't know what sex is, but he definitely knows you play the rolling game naked."
"Has he spoken to you about this?" She stared at him, concern written all over her face.
"Babe, you know what he's like," He reached a hand up to stroke away her worry, "He think it's funny when we kiss, let alone take our tops off."
She turned to the fire and collapsed back against Caleb's chest in a humph, "The day he gets his first girlfriend," She shut her eyes and shook her head.
"He's four…" Emily pointed out, "He doesn't need to know what sex is for ten years."
"Ten?" Hanna looked at her, taking a marshmallow from Caleb's outstretched hand, "More like twenty."
"We were having sex before then." Caleb pointed out. "I want him to have a girlfriend," He added, "It'll be good for him."
"We had sex less than a week after we got together. He needs to have been dating a girl for six months before we even think about going there."
"I really think you need to stop worrying," Emily said shooting her another look as she started to roast another marshmallow. "Like I said, he's four."
Caleb pulled Hanna close, nipping at her jawline with his lips, "I fell in love with you the moment you opened your mouth," He whispered, his nose nudging alone the edge of her ear. "I want him to know what that feels like."
Hanna nodded silently, cupping his cheeks to place a tender kiss on his lips. "Me too." She agreed quietly, glancing over to see what her friends were doing. She really wanted them to disappear right now. "Let's go inside," She suggested, her hand dropping to squeeze his shoulder as his eyes flared knowingly.
"Are you guys alright to put out the fire?" He sat up and asked Emily and Alison.
"If it means you two can release some of that ridiculous sexual tension, then it's fine."
"You're too kind," Caleb smirked at Alison as Hanna stood and held her hand out for him. He ignored it and squeezed her butt instead, "Go get in bed, I need to grab George's bed from the car," He murmured, reaching into his pocket for the car keys.
Hanna looked over to Emily's feet where Bailey and George were snoozing next to each other; "See you guys tomorrow," She said, tidying away all the food that had been left out.
"Enjoy," Alison wiggled her eyebrows at her, "Try not to wake anyone up."
Hanna ignored her and headed into the tent, checking on her babies for her own peace of mind before she settled on the airbed and started unzipping the sleeping bags Logan had dutifully laid out earlier that afternoon. She heard Caleb attempting to settle George in his bed before he appeared in front of her, pulling his top off as she laid back and watched him with a smile on her face.
"What?" He grinned, kicking his shoes and socks off too.
"I'm just watching you," She bit her lip, feigning innocence as he moved over her and sat down on top of her legs.
"Just watching me?" He leant over her, smiling as she wrapped her arms around his neck and prepared for his lips to meet hers.
"Uh huh," She murmured, her hands running up into his hair and back down again before he finally gave in and captured her mouth with his own. He nipped at her bottom lip, begging for entrance before his tongue found hers and she sighed contently against him.
Her hands blindly reached for his belt, managing to undo it before he stopped her and pulled her hands above her head, "Your turn," He whispered as his lips trailed down her jaw to her neck. He paused and sat up, taking a moment to simply take her in before he pulled at the hem of her top, blindly leaving it at the side of the air mattress. She reached for the button on her jeans and he rolled off her as they both shimmied out of them. She rolled onto her side, leaning one arm by the side of his face as she gently captured her lips with his own. "Do you have a…?" She teased him, her hair fanning around them as she repeated her words from their first night.
He raised an eyebrow, bringing a hand up to cup her cheek, "Not this time," He shook his head with a grin on his face before he attacked her lips and flipped them back over, tugging at her underwear as she attempted to pull an open sleeping bag over them.
His mouth pushed harder, louder, as he rid himself of his own boxers. She threw her head back and pulled her knees apart, encouraging him to settle in-between them, "You need to kiss quieter," She whispered against his mouth, feeling his fingers dip inside her before they were working his cock and bringing it to her entrance. She knew she was wet; she really didn't need him teasing her.
"Like this?" He kissed her loudly as he guided himself into her.
"No," She gasped, wrapping her legs above his hips as he started to move inside her. "Caleb," She moaned quietly, holding his arms as he ducked his head and began paying a lot of attention to the skin on her neck.
"Shh," He whispered, slowing his movements down until he stopped and flipped them over, letting her take control as she sat back and started to grind on top of him. He lay there for as long as he could, his hands roaming up her sides, over her hips, holding her thighs before they were trailing up her stomach, reaching for her breasts until he had to sit up and use his mouth instead.
She held his head against her chest, burying her nose in his hair as the sensation of making love to him took over. "Oh," She inhaled sharply as he started to move his hips too, his mouth leaving her breast as his hand tangled in her hair and tilted her head down so that he could steal her lips again.
He was just about to pull her back down so that they were both flat on the airbed when Hanna froze and turned her head sharply. "What?" Caleb asked gently, wrapping his arms around her back and rubbing her sides soothingly.
"One of them's awake," She whispered as he pressed his lips against her collarbone softly.
"I can't hear anything," He said, stroking his hands along her arms that were still wrapped around his neck.
Hanna just stayed silent, watching the pod to the left of them for any signs of movement. It wasn't long before a body part pressed against the material and they both heard what sounded distinctly like eldest daughter whimpering. "She's upset," Hanna pulled herself off him and searched quickly for a shirt and panties to cover herself up as Mila's whimpers turned to crying.
"Mama," She called, scared.
"It's okay," Hanna unzipped the material in-between them and reached for her toddler, pulling her into her arms and holding her against her chest as she cried. "I'm here," She whispered, glancing across at Logan who was still dead to the world. "Daddy's here too," She soothed her, kissing her hair as she clung onto her.
"Just about," Caleb muttered, adjusting himself awkwardly inside the boxers he'd pulled on as he moved over to them. "What's wrong?" He asked gently, stroking their baby girl's back slowly as she calmed down. "Did you wake up and not know where you were?"
She nodded and blinked up at him tearfully as she sought all her comfort from Hanna. There was a rustling at the main door to their pod and Caleb shuffled over to see what it was, unzipping it slightly before George squeezed his little body through the open hole and headed straight towards his girls, "Look bug," Hanna encouraged Mila as George pressed his wet nose up in between them, "George is here to tell you, you don't need to be scared," She said softly, reaching out a hand to stroke the pup's fur. Mila did the same thing before she wriggled to be put down so that she could throw her arms around George's neck fully.
"George," She cuddled him close, smushing her face against his.
"You okay?" Hanna turned and asked Caleb as she kept a hand on Mila.
"I mean," He looked down at the bulge in his boxers.
"I know," She looked at him sympathetically as he sat himself down next to her before lying back on their pillows. "I really know," She murmured, letting him take her other hand between his own.
"Think she'll go back to sleep okay?" He asked, running his hand up under the back of his shirt she'd thrown on.
"Daddy," Mila sniffled, letting go of George and tiredly making her way over to him. She lost her footing on the airbed and Hanna kept her upright until she knelt down next to Caleb and cuddled into him.
"Come here," He pulled her up near his shoulder, kissing her face as she settled, tucked into his side.
"Babe," Hanna had reached into the other pod and found Mila's binky and blanket, passing both to him.
"She's sleeping here, isn't she?" He asked as George moved and laid himself down with his head on top of Mila's legs. "Shhh," He soothed Mila as she looked up at him, worry on her face. "You look just like Mommy when your brain's whirring."
Hanna threw a sleeping bag over them, careful of George, before she curled up behind Mila, wedging her in between the two of them, "You still got a problem?" She teased Caleb, reaching a hand across the top of their little girl to run through his hair.
"It's going down," He shook his head in slight disbelief, "Only for her."
She sat up and leant across to press against his lips, then Mila's as she drifted off to sleep, "Tomorrow," She promised, turning the light off.
"I'm holding you to that," He reached his arm across to pull her close.
"She can just sleep in with Em and Ali…"
Caleb woke up to a foot in his face.
He rolled his eyes – this was not an unusual occurrence when Mila had the rare privilege of sleeping in the same bed as them at home, but he was quite sure when he'd gone to sleep she'd been tucked up into his side and clinging on like no tomorrow. He glanced across at Hanna and realized at some point in the night, Mommy had become number one; Mila's head was wedged at the top of her stomach underneath her chest, the tiny body horizontal across the pair of them… and he'd ended up with the feet.
He pressed a kiss against her toes before searching for some sweats and a t-shirt as quietly as he could. He could hear Everly babbling quietly in her travel crib and made a beeline for her, changing her diaper quickly before grabbing her blanket and tucking it in around her as he held her on his chest and made his way outside with George hot on his heels.
"Morning," Emily called enthusiastically, a mug of steaming coffee in her hand.
"Hey," Caleb smiled, plonking himself down in the seat next to her.
"You want some?" She held up the pot she'd clearly just brewed.
"I would kill for some," He said, cradling Everly in his arms and looking down at her as she sucked on her binky contently.
"She is gonna be a heartbreaker," Emily grinned, placing his mug on the small table in-between them.
"It seriously scares me," He agreed, lifting her up on his chest a little, "Hey," He ducked his head down to kiss her nose, "You're gonna break all the boys hearts aren't you?"
The baby smiled and waved her hand around, grabbing onto Caleb's when he offered it to her. "I think she looks a lot like Mimi," Emily remarked, taking a sip of her coffee. It was a beautiful spring morning and she was grateful that somebody else was awake to take it all in with her.
Caleb grinned and stroked Everly's tummy, "You both got Mommy's eyes didn't you?"
"What time do you think they'll all be up?" Emily asked, "I was thinking we could make breakfast soon."
"Pretty soon," Caleb agreed, reaching for his coffee, "And trust me, they'll be hungry." Emily went to work, pulling out a box of eggs and a packet of bacon from the cooler box they had before starting up the little gas cooker she'd brought with her. "Evvy, what's that?" Caleb gasped, pointing out the scrambled eggs Emily had cooking to the six-month-old. She babbled loudly and reached for the pan, "That's right, it's your favourite," He murmured, holding her back slightly so she didn't hurt herself.
Everly started to whimper, just as Alison appeared, "I smelt food," She announced, heading straight for the pot of coffee she could see, "Evvy, are you hungry too?" Alison pouted, moving over to the almost-crying baby.
"She is," Caleb agreed, bouncing her slightly as her precious face screwed up in disappointment. "But we need Mommy," He said tenderly, "Nobody here's got any milk, pixie," He moved her to his shoulder, cuddling her close as she continued to splutter. "I know," He whispered, "We want Mama."
He was saved as he heard the zip go up on their tent, before Hanna appeared, still in his shirt and a pair of sweats, with Logan and Mila clinging onto her hands. "Logi smelt food," She smiled tiredly as they made their way over, "And bug had to be woken up so she's tired and clingy," She looked at him knowingly.
"Come here," He held his arm out for her, pulling her into his side as he placed a gentle kiss on her lips, "I'll take bug," He murmured, "But pix is hungry."
"Okay, let me go feed her."
Caleb kept his arm around her and pressed his lips against her hairline, "You can feed her out here; the girls don't care."
"Okay," She mumbled, stealing the baby off him and cradling her in her arms, "Good morning sweet girl," She grinned down at her before she sat herself down and undid a button on Caleb's shirt to let her nurse.
She watched as Caleb knelt down in front of Mila, brushing her bed hair out of her face as she pulled the sourest face she could, "Are you sad because you had to be woken up?" He asked her, scooping her up.
"I sleepy Daddy," She nodded, wrapping her arm around his neck as he carried her over to where the food was being cooked.
"Mommy had to wake you up though because Aunty Emmy's cooked us breakfast," He explained, pointing out the eggs and the bacon.
"Do you want some?" Emily asked excitedly, reaching out to brush a piece of her goddaughter's hair behind her ear.
"I so hungry," She held her tummy and buried her head against Caleb's neck.
"Lo, you want some as well?" Caleb placed a hand on Logan's shoulder as he loitered around at his feet.
"I want to go swimming," He whined, looking up at Caleb hopefully.
"We need to have breakfast first," He raised his eyebrows, running a hand through Logan's hair.
"It's pretty much ready," Emily said, turning the bacon one final time.
"Okay Lo, come get a plate," Caleb instructed him, telling him to hold it out in front of him so that Emily could serve the food onto his plate. He grabbed the smallest amount for Everly and propped Mila down so that she could hold a plate out too, "Hold it really tight," He encouraged, keeping one eye on her as he sat down in the chair next to Hanna.
"Daddy," She called, looking at him with a full plate in her hands.
"She doesn't want to sit at the table," Hanna murmured, adjusting the baby in her arms.
"Why does she wake up thinking she's a diva?" Caleb muttered, shaking his head as he leant forward and held his hands out for their eldest daughter, "Come here," He encouraged her, "Come on," He smiled as she finally reached him, "You did a good job," He kissed her forehead, taking her plate in one hand and lifting her onto his lap with the other, "Here," He handed her a fork before she finally went quiet and started to eat.
Hanna sighed and he turned to look at her, reaching his hand out to stroke Everly's foot as she continued to nurse. "Camping's more tiring than being at home," She remarked.
Caleb smiled knowingly at her, stroking her forearm with his hand. In that moment, he felt exactly like she did. Exhausted. He hated to admit it, but she was right.
"Swimmin!" Mila squealed later that afternoon, racing through the long grass towards the lake with an inflatable unicorn around her waist.
"We're going swimming!" Logan cheered too, sprinting after his little sister as they neared the pebbly shore. "Mila stop," He called, reaching for her hand as she tried to climb down, "We need to wait for Mommy and Daddy." He was perfecting the role of protective big brother to a T.
"Good job," Caleb praised as he reached them both, dumping the towels and supplies in his hands on the shoreline, "Put your floaties on," He encouraged them, helping Mila out of her inflatable unicorn to put on her armbands. "Ready?" He asked them both as the girls finally appeared.
"Ready!" Logan called.
"Wedy!" Mila yelled.
"3…" Caleb stood in the middle of both of them, "2…" He bent down and wrapped an arm around each of their middles, "1!" He picked them up and sprinted into the water, splashing them both as they shrieked and giggled.
"Daddy!" Logan squealed as he threw him in deeper.
"Me!" Mila yelled, waiting for Caleb to launch her up into the air.
"3…" He started again.
"2…" Mila added.
"1!" They screamed together before he threw her too.
"Again Daddy," Logan begged, swimming over to him.
"Okay, one more time," He agreed, throwing him again before Hanna and the girls made their way into the water.
"Aunty Emmy, come swim," Logan called.
"And Auti Awi," Mila said, swimming as best as she could towards Alison. Caleb helped her with a hand on her waist until she reached Alison and clung onto her.
"Here's her unicorn," Hanna said as she made her way into the water with Everly perched on her waist.
"Here Ali," Caleb reached out and grabbed it from Hanna before handing it to the other blonde, "Bug, you want to go in it?"
"Yeah," Mila reached for it, smiling as Caleb held it still and Ali lifted her up into her ring. "I ridin' a wunicorn!" She squealed, happy to let Ali take her off towards Logan and Emily who were practicing their swimming.
"Hey pretty girl," Caleb ducked his shoulders under the water as he watched Everly dip her toes into the water, "You ready to go swimming?" He cooed, reaching a hand up to play with her tiny foot.
"We're ready," Hanna smiled, lowering herself into the water slowly. Everly squealed and reached her hands out to pat against the water. "We love our swimming lessons with sissy, don't we?" Hanna agreed, stroking the baby's blonde hair back from her face.
Caleb moved closer to them and Hanna naturally found herself turning into him as she held Everly out in front of them, "Pix," Caleb called, laughing when Everly looked up at him, "Mama's gonna kill me if you think that's your name," He grinned, splashing his hand in the water in front of her. Her little mouth formed an 'o' and she looked in shock until she shrieked and started hitting the water herself.
"Can you swim to Daddy?" Hanna encouraged her, shifting away from Caleb so that she could float their baby girl towards him.
"Can you say Dada?" He tried, holding her on his chest as she smiled up at him, "Say Dada."
"Babajaja."
"Try Mama," Hanna wrapped her arm around Caleb's waist as they both watched their little pixie. "Evvy, say Ma-ma," She repeated slowly, making sure Everly was watching her.
"Dadadababa."
They both gasped, "Caleb," Hanna whispered, gripping his shoulder tightly, "She didn't say what I asked her to but she kind of said Dada," Her voice trembled as Everly stared up at them innocently.
"Say Dada," Caleb encouraged her again, "Da-da."
"Dada babada."
"Evvy," Hanna clapped, leaning forward to kiss her face, "You said it," She tickled her, "You have no idea what it means but you said it." Caleb lifted her up and kissed her plump lips, "She loves you," Hanna watched him squeeze her tight. "You love your Dada," Hanna grinned, unable to resist moseying into the love.
"Thank God one of them said Dada first," He laughed, cupping the baby's cheek.
"My heart's racing," Hanna smiled, wrapping them both up in her arms, "We love you," She whispered, pressing a gentle kiss on his lips.
They played for a while longer until Hanna was worried that Everly was getting cold in the water – it was time for her early evening catnap anyway – and she insisted on taking her back to the tent. He was about to go with them when Mila and Logan begged him to swim with them for a bit and so slightly reluctantly, he watched Hanna walk up through the long grass with Everly on her hip and George at her heel.
15 minutes later though, when he mentioned the word s'mores, they were racing to get out and to their towels. He dried them off as best as he could, scooping Mila up and lifting her onto his shoulders as he watched Logan tie on his superhero cape that he'd insisted on wearing that afternoon, before with Emily and Alison's help, they made their way back up to the campsite.
As soon as they reached their tent, Hanna was putting out their wet swimsuits to dry and encouraging two little naked bodies into the tent to get their pajamas on, as quietly as possible. Caleb peaked his head into the main pod where Hanna had settled Everly with her pink blanket. He smiled; George had snuck his way in again and was curled up next to her, snoozing too. Like he could feel Caleb staring at him, he opened his eyes and looked at him, waiting for him to disappear before he drifted off again.
Caleb left them to it and focused on Mila who was close to throwing a tantrum over what pair of pajamas she had to wear, much to Hanna's chagrin. "Hey," He stepped in firmly, taking the orange striped top from Hanna, "Do you want a s'more later?" He asked, waiting for the little girl's nod, "Then you need to put your pajamas on."
"But Daddy," She whimpered, "I don like it."
"You liked them last night," He raised his eyebrows at her, "You want a s'more?" She nodded again, "Then arms up." For once, she did as she was told and waited for him to tug the material over her head before she ran over to Hanna for comfort.
"I know, it's hard wearing something we don't like," She pouted, carrying her out of the tent, back to the fire that Emily had restarted. She put her down near her toy dolls and was grateful when she started to play with them; Logan joining her with his helicopter and toy sword as she helped Emily get dinner ready.
Caleb sat and watched them all, a beer in his hand until he heard Everly stir and he moved to grab her. It was the perfect evening, and after dinner, as they all sat by the fire making s'mores again, he was so grateful they'd taken two nights to get away from it all.
An owl hooted in the background and he turned to look at Hanna with a sly smile as Logan gasped on her lap, "What was that?" He asked worriedly, forgetting about his marshmallow in the fire.
Caleb tried not to laugh as she rolled her eyes and pulled his marshmallow out, throwing the charred sugar onto the floor before setting him up with another one, "It was an owl," She explained, handing the bag of treats to Caleb.
"An owl's a bird," He added for Mila's benefit as she looked up into the night sky on his lap. "And it flies in the sky at night."
"It makes that noise when it's searching for food to eat," Hanna continued, watching Logan's marshmallow carefully.
"Diving for prey," Caleb bit his lip as she turned to look at him.
"They should go to bed soon," She whispered, staring into his eyes.
"Only when I know they're tired enough that as soon as their heads hit their pillows, they're going to sleep all the way through," He murmured, reaching for her hand and entwining their fingers.
She fought a grin and shot him a doe-eyed look through her thick lashes. They were only broken apart when Logan screamed that his marshmallow was on fire again and Mila cried when hers fell off into the fire pit.
Still though, Caleb thought, owls and tents and s'mores… It was all part of their perfect day; their perfect night; their perfect weekend.
He helped Mila with her latest attempt at a s'more and watched as Hanna did the same with Logan, before he convinced the toddler to let him have a bite. It was fun, it was peaceful, it was everything he'd hoped their camping trip would be. But as he glanced at his wife, he also really couldn't wait to go to bed.
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