"Wake up Sötnos, it's Yule." I grinned, kissing Bo's lips as she groaned, her eyes flickering open to stare at the clock face, 5.00am which caused her to groan even more, until her hand wandered from my lower back to my ass, squeezing a handful as a half asleep smirk decorated her lips from last night's activities.

"Please don't ever lose your baby weight." she grinned, her other hand wandering down to grab another handful as I grasped her face gently and pulled her in for a deep kiss.

"Trust me, a girl could get used to these boobs." I smiled, pulling my singlet vest tight against my body to demonstrate the two cup sizes I'd gained practically overnight.

"Trust me, a girl could definitely get used to those boobs." Bo repeated, her eyes in a hungry trance. Her hands quickly found the hem of my vest as she pulled it over my head, warm palms dancing over my body as tight curvy thighs straddled my hips. "A thousand life times, a sex-demon wife, two kids and a never ending stream of diapers… and you still do sexy the way no-one does sexy." Bo breathlessly whispered, grinding against my thigh.

"Still got it, never lost it." I whispered back, quickly shifting our bodies as I placed her on the silk sheets on her back. "That's the thing about having a naughty little coos for a wife, all the chi-sucking keeps you young." I growled, something primal taking over me as I felt her nails trail over my shoulders and back.

Her lips grazed against my own as she silently begged me for breakfast in bed, her core pressed against my thigh as I teased her, until a hand grabbed my throat and pulled me closer, hard enough to tell me how desperate she was to feed, soft enough to tell me how desperate she was for me. I opened my lips and allowed her to take all the chi she needed, I gasped as I felt her pulse her charm through the hold she had on my throat, beginning to gently feed from me until a creaking door caused us both to jump.

"What are you guys doing?" a little voice whispered from the door, rubbing the sleep out of her big blue eyes as long white curls of hair laid haphazardly in her face.

"Nothing!" I squealed in a louder pitch than I knew I was capable of reaching as I pulled the sheet over me, rolling off of Bo so fast and carelessly; I fell off the bed all together, furiously searching the floor for my clothes from last night as I hid under the sheet.

Sif stood unfazed at the door, rubbing the sleep away from her eyes as Bo finally jumped out of bed, stumbling as she came around from her breakfast being snatched out of her hands. "Why are you awake baby? It's so early!" Bo asked, using the wall to support herself. It was only when I glanced up from my furious search for underwear that I saw her wearing my boxers and vest, damn coos.

"It's Yule Mommy!" she squealed excitedly, jumping up and down as Bo pushed the hair out of her face.

"It's Christmas baby." Bo corrected her, picking her up as I pulled on a pair of shorts and a bra that had been hiding under the bed for god knows how long.

"It's Yule!" Sif and I both chorused at the same time as I finally stood up from the duvet like a whore butterfly breaking out of it's cocoon. Bo threw me the 'we talked about this' eyebrow as I stepped closer towards them, taking my mini-me out of her arms, "I haven't heard Krampus come to bring your presents yet, we better all get back in bed until daylight or we might scare Krampus away." I whispered in my serious mama tone.

Sif nodded her head furiously, jumping down as she grabbed Bo's hand "Mommy, will you tuck me in?" she asked sweetly.

"Sure little dude." Bo smiled, Sif scurried out of the room and Bo quickly followed before turning for a split second at the door to face me. "Don't go anywhere too far away Mama, I'll be right back." she grinned.

Until a baby's screaming wail of a cry interrupted our moment "Too late." I frowned, following her out of the door to get Elin from her nursery for her feed.

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I closed Sif's bedroom door and made my way down the corridor back to my own, the noise of a screaming baby no longer in the air as I peaked around the frame to find the most adorable scene since the time I caught Tamsin making bee noises and carrying Sif through the air when she was too little to fly.

I stepped a little closer, careful not to disturb them as the amber hues from the lamp cast the room in a dark golden light. Tamsin was laid stretched out on her side with Elin feeding happily with kicking legs.

"I don't know how you do it Wonder-Mama." I laughed softly, climbing into bed, the jolt of which frightened our half asleep baby. Elin cried from the startle - pulling away from Tamsin's chest as her little face grew angry and red. "Crap, sorry." I added, moving my arms forward to pick her up and lull her back to sleep.

"Hey, hey, it's fine." she comforted me with a smile, picking up our youngest daughter and rubbing her back. "It's not nice teething huh little dude?" she asked our two and a half month old baby quietly, before kissing her cheek and rocking her back into occasional hiccuped mews.

"Wait, hold on a second, Elin isn't teething?" I said adamantly.

"Bo, I breastfeed her - trust me, she's starting to teethe." Tamsin added, curling up next to me as she sensed how grouchy I was getting from the hunger. "Let me finish up with the fae-by, and then I'm all yours." she offered, leaning her face up to kiss my jaw as she snuggled her naked back into me, my arm instinctively wrapping around her as she began to feed our baby again.

"I love watching how you take care of her, she's so in tune with you." I mused, watching Elin feed contently as her little hand sat unwaveringly right over Tamsin's heart.

"Yeah well, nobody sings lullabies like Mommy does." she noted, stroking the soft dark hair on Elin's head as her little eyelids fluttered shut. "Do you think we'll have more kids?" Tamsin asked from nowhere.

"Maybe." I answered, "Why? Do you want more kids?"

"Maybe, one day." she smiled, the baby on her chest tiredly suckling until she unlatched with a little snore.

"Here, pass her to me." I grinned, taking my baby onto my shoulder as I blissfully listened to her snores. "What do you think Elin? Do you think we need a boy in the family one day?" I joked, climbing out of bed to put her back in her crib. I turned just in time to catch Tamsin searching for her bra and vest, "Don't." I practically commanded her, catching her attention. "I love you like this, just wait until I come back?" I asked a little more gently.

"Okay." she promised.

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I came back into our bedroom to find her curled up, topless with her blonde hair in a loose top knot. "Hey." I smirked, enjoying the silence as I pulled my top off, revealing my own chest as I climbed on top of her, straddling her in her own boxers.

"Hey." she whispered back, pulling me in for the deepest of kisses as I whimpered in her mouth, desperate to feed. "There's my girl." she laughed, her thumbs teasing their way underneath the waistband of the boxers before she pulled them off my legs, immediately pulling her own shorts off too.

"I love you." I moaned against her shoulder, her fingertips tracing over the concave beneath my ribs.

"I know." she smiled, her arms wrapping around my back as she pulled me closer to kiss my chest, setting me on fire with need as I tried to grind against her thigh.

"Tamsin, you don't understand…" I whispered in her ear, my fingers tracing over the scars where two wings hide underneath, feeling the ridges where they threatened to burst from her skin.

"What don't I understand Bo?" she asked, pulling back so she could look me in the eyes. Damn those eyes; I'd never seen orbs like them before, so dark, so old and wise like each flutter of an eyelid could tell you a story crafted from a time that seems too far away to be real, but every now and again, I catch her staring with eyes so young and uncertain that they feel like they shouldn't belong to her. As if she's looking upon the pages of a fairytale too fantastical to be her real life.

"I really, really love you Tamsin." I breathed against her throat in between desperate kisses, pulling back to look her in the eyes. "I love you, and I love being this close to you." I explained, rubbing her exactly where she needed it as her moans and pleas sang to me like the sweetest symphony.

"I love you too." she almost pleaded, her body writhing against mine as her skin burnt with desire, leaning up to capture my lips as she bit down with her kiss, before I pushed inside of her hard and deep - forcing her to open to gasp before I began to feed greedily on her chi, feeling her grow tighter and tighter as she balanced precariously on her edge, waiting for me to push her over.

I pulsed my charms inside of her, watching her nose wrinkle and her eyebrows furrow as unintelligible words fell out of her mouth like a stream of consciousness as I drank her in, literally, tasting her peak in her chi.

"I love it when you do that to me." she gasped, leaning up to kiss me hungrily.

"I just love you." I whispered, wrapping my arms around her neck as I climbed into her lap. "I don't think I'll ever stop."

"Good, don't." I felt her smile, "Lie on your back." she commanded, rolling me over and spreading my thighs.

"Woah, wait." I halted her, remembering the onslaught of her attack last night and how exhausted I was by the end of it. "We have to be up in a few hours with the kids." I reminded her.

"Trick and my parents will be there to help out." she silenced me, I went to answer back until I felt her mouth over me, making me melt into the bed.

"Oh, Mother of God." I groaned, every inch of my skin alive with want as Tamsin teased me, her hands holding me to the bed as my legs draped over her shoulders.

"Don't cry for her, she won't help you." she smirked as she lifted her face, wrinkling her nose as I lifted my hips for more. "Me on the other-hand, I might be able to take care of this little problem." she teased.

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"A Cerberus? Seriously?" Trick asked, looking on as the three heads licked Sif happily whilst she giggled, cuddling her new puppy.

"Seriously." I commented, bags under my eyes from the lack of rest.

"I'm going to be rocking some gnarly stitches in my back for a while…" Tamsin added, yawning as she handed Elin to Aunt Kenzi for a cuddle.

"What are you calling your puppy?" Acacia asked Sif.

"I thought his name was Sir Bruce?" Sif asked innocently, causing all of us to burst into giggles.

"Sir Bruce it is." Tamsin smiled, wrinkling her nose as Sif ran over to her Mama for a kiss.

"Thank you Mama, I love him." she grinned, petting three happy panting heads as she nestled into Tamsin's body for a quick hug.

"Why are you guys so tired anyway?" Kenzi asked, bouncing baby Elin in her arms as me and Tamsin practically yawned in unison.

"Mommy and Mama were play fighting all night, I saw them this morning - Mama was winning." Sif answered innocently, darting back under the Christmas tree to find her next present as my cheeks burned red with shame.

"Play fighting?" Dyson asked, raising his eyebrow as embarrassment stopped me making eye contact.

"Well she was right about one thing; Mama was winning, wasn't she Mommy?" Tamsin cracked up, holding back snorts of her own laughter.

"It's not funny Tamsin." I quickly bit.

"It's hysterical and you know it is." She continued to laugh.