Chapter 41
I don't own Lucian.
Lucy's POV
This past week has been one from hell. Brea was sick for four days before finally kicking her little bug and getting back to her happy little baby self. Ian staying home from work that day was extremely helpful for me, I wouldn't have been able to handle it by myself I don't think. It didn't help that Brea's goose had been missing for several days. I finally found it underneath the driver's seat of Ian's car. How it got under there I have absolutely no idea.
I ended up having a break down the following day, Ian had to go to work and Brea was just unbelievably cranky and I couldn't get her to calm down for anything. Ian had a late night and he had to review his lines for the following day but I just couldn't do it so I had brought Brea to him and told him I was overwhelmed and couldn't do any more right then.
As always, Ian was the incredibly sweet husband that always knew what to do for me. Ian had sat Brea down in her play pin and took me upstairs to our bedroom. He sat down on the bed and pulled me into his lap. I had snuggled into his chest reveling in the comfort his embrace always brings. He just held me and told me to take deep breaths, that everything would be okay. Ian had me crawl under the covers and get some sleep after promising to take care of Brea and make sure she's alright. I had gotten some much needed sleep and was extremely grateful for Ian.
My mind lingers on the past week's events as I stand in the shower with the hot water running over my body. I've already washed my hair, I am simply enjoying the glorious feeling of the water trickling down my body. The only thing that could make this heavenly shower completely perfect would be if Ian was in here with me.
As if on cue I feel a cool breeze enter the steam filled bathroom signifying the door has been open.
"Taking me up on my offer to join me, babe?" I smirk knowingly without bothering to turn around. I love when he gets in behind me and wraps his arms around my naked body holding me to his.
"I need to talk to you." I jump and turn around with a shriek when a female's voice rings out rather than my husband's sexy, husky voice.
"Troian? What the hell! I am in the shower." I shout at her. I am standing in a tile shower with clear glass doors. She can see me standing here completely naked. I turn off the water so I can hear her better rather than having to shout over it.
"Oh it's nothing I haven't seen before Luc! I need to talk to you." Troian waves of passively.
"Right now? It couldn't wait oh I don't know fifteen minutes for me to get out of the shower?" I ask sarcastically.
"No it needs to be now. Carry on with your shower if you want I just need to ask you something."
"Just hand me a towel please if you insist on this now." I say impatiently.
Troian grabs a towel and hands it to me when I crack open the large glass shower door. Fastening the fluffy towel around my body bringing me some modesty I step out of the shower and look at her expectantly.
"February twentieth." Troian says with a huge smile plastered on her face.
"Okay? What about it?" I question not knowing where she is going with this.
"Do you know what that day is?" She is acting like a giddy teenager or something. What is up with her?
"Yes Troian," I nod my head. "February twentieth is the day Ian and I went on our first date all those years ago, why?"
"Do you happen to have a babysitter for that night yet?" She asks sheepishly.
Ah and there it is. Every year Ian and I have always gone out on a special date on the same day as when we met for the very first time as well as the day we decided to be a couple and give it a go, which also turned out to be the day of our first date. Every year we celebrate those two dates and since we got married we have added our wedding anniversary to the list of special days we always celebrate no matter what is going on in our life at the time.
"We do not. We've haven't discussed it yet; it isn't for another two weeks."
"This is the one thing I am going to beat Holly at. Can I please watch Brea for you? Holly has already gotten to babysit twice and I haven't. Aunt Troian is being cheated by Grandma Holly."
I laugh at her pouting face. "I will talk to Ian about it and let you know what our plans are for that night. Alright?"
"Thank you! Okay I'll go so you can finish your shower. Sorry about that. I wanted to make sure I got to you first before Holly realized what was coming up and tried to swoop in before I could."
I tell her it's alright then walk her downstairs and to the front door. After she leaves I turn to face an amused Ian. His eyes are roaming my towel clad body lustfully.
"Nice shower?"
"Not particularly seeing as I thought my husband was coming in to join me only to be met with Troian instead. Next time I am in the shower when someone comes over please come get me so I don't have a near heart attack while I am naked in case our guests decide to pop into our bathroom."
Ian chuckles loudly with a smile on his lips. He walks over to me tugging me against him by pulling on the towel. "I tried to get her to wait but she wasn't having any of it. She took off and bolted upstairs."
"She wants to babysit Brea on the twentieth."
"Ahhh I see. Well if she's up for watching Brea for a few hours I am okay with it. She does well with Brea and Brea likes her so I don't think she'll have any trouble being on her own for one night."
"A few hours? What are you planning for our date?"
Ian dips his head down to my lips where they hover for a moment. "It's a surprise." I smile into the kiss the second our lips touch. My body leans into his as my lips move smoothly against his.
"I'm going to get dressed I'll be back down shortly."
Turning away from him I take three short steps before jumping around with a gasp followed by a giggle due to Ian's large palm playfully swatting my ass. I scurry up the stairs to get dressed and ready for the day. With it being Saturday Ian has the day off which we plan to spend grocery shopping and relaxing with Brea.
The next two weeks flew by bringing us to the night of our date night. I have already taken a shower and curled my hair, now I am just applying my makeup. Troian is already here; she's downstairs with Brea and Ian who is telling her about how late it might be. He wanted to talk to her while I am upstairs because he's trying to keep all the details about tonight to himself.
I am currently only dressed in my revealing lingerie. Standing in the bathroom I watch myself in the mirror applying my mascara to my other eye and ensuring it is as balanced as I had done it on the left eye. Tonight I am wearing a tight black dress that shows my figure, paired with my favorite four inch stiletto heels. I haven't gotten dressed yet, my outfit is still lying on the bed waiting for me to slip into. My eyes flicker to the left and my smile widens when I see Ian walking into our bathroom.
"Hey babe." I screw the cap shut on my mascara, sitting it down on the counter as I watch him through the mirror.
I watch as his eyes rake over the sight in front of him. He slips up behind me wrapping his arms around my waist and turning me to the right slightly to face the full length mirror in the bathroom. Ian's lips leave a slow trail of kisses from my shoulder all the way up to my ear.
"If I recall we were in this exact position just a mere—ohhhh." I moan at Ian's hands gliding down the front of my stomach. His lips suck a little more forcefully on the base of my neck completely drawing me from my train of thought.
"I remember. I did a little something like this." Ian trails off dipping his right hand in the front of my black panties.
"That was the first time I ever had sex on set or even at work period." My head drops back against his chest reveling in the feelings and the old memory running through my head.
It was the final week of filming for 'Pretty Little Liars'. Ian and I have been very flirty with each other these past two weeks—more flirty than usual. We had finished filming a scene together consisting of Ian picking me up to sit me on top of the counter in Ezra Fitz's apartment while we make out and flirt with each other for a good five minutes before things become heated and he carried me by my thighs across the set to the bed. Once on the bed I straddled him and we kissed for only a minute or two before we were interrupted by Holly's character, Ella, at the door.
For some reason our little make out session today felt different than all of our previous on-screen kisses. I found myself wanting more during the kiss. I even had the urge to roll my eyes when we were interrupted by Holly knocking on the door like the scene called for. I don't know if it is because the show is about to wrap or what but I have found myself craving more of Ian and wanting nothing more than to kiss the hell out of him along with other deliciously naughty things.
At the moment I am in my dressing room trying to calm myself down both emotionally and physically. The way Ian had his hands on me during our kiss and the passion in the kiss itself riled me up and made me aroused. It didn't help matters when we had to film it several times. I don't know if Ian noticed if I was turned on but hopefully I wasn't obvious about wanting him. God this is so frustrating. A knock on the door shakes me from my thoughts.
"Come in," I call to the person after clearing my throat.
"Ian, hi." My mouth instantly goes dry as I take in his appearance.
"Hey Goose is everything okay?" The concern is evident in both his tone and on his facial expression.
"Yeah I'm good, great actually. You?" I nervously stutter.
I am making a fool of myself.
My eyes flicker down to his hands that are reaching out to flip the lock on my dressing room door. I anxiously chew on my bottom lip unsure of what he is going to say.
"I don't know if it was just me but was there something different just now when we were filming?"
Shit he noticed. "What do you mean?" I ask innocently though I can tell he is seeing through my façade.
Ian takes a few steps closer to me until there isn't any space between us. My eyes flicker between his plump lips and his breathtaking blue eyes. My breath catches in the back of my throat when his lips descend down to mine. Within a second I am reciprocating to the kiss. My arms reach up to tangle around his neck pulling him against my body.
"Touch me," I mumble against his lips feeling his hands settling safely on my hips.
A breathless moan falls from my lips from Ian's hand skimming across my bare thigh drifting underneath the back of my skirt. His lips part from mine allowing him to shift our bodies. I now stand with my back against his chest and his arms encircling my body. His lips assault my neck in arousing kisses and caresses. My eyes land on us in the mirror I have in the corner of my dressing room for ensuring everything is always in place before I leave to head for set. It's a tall black floor length mirror with quite the image being reflected in it at the moment.
My mouth falls agape the second Ian's delicate fingertips brush along the top of my thigh. Dear God I am incredibly aroused right now. What I would give for us to take this even farther. I have known Ian for the past five years, I trust him completely and would allow him to do anything and everything right now.
"Ian," I purr in pleasure feeling his hand disappear underneath my—Aria's—skirt.
"I could feel your arousal when you were straddling me." Ian announces in a husky voice causing even more dampness to arise between my thighs. "Do you want me to stop?"
"No! Please don't stop Ian."
My left hand reaches up to fist his hair in my fingers, my right hand clutching desperately to the forearm of his hand that is down the front of my skirt slipping into my panties. I clench my eyes shut in pleasure from his finger slipping between my folds and rubbing my clit. His left hand squeezes my breasts through the shirt I am wearing causing me to throw my head back against his chest.
"Open your eyes," Ian's husky voice says against the shell of my ear.
I struggle at first but manage to open my eyes locking my gaze with his through the mirror. I don't take my eyes off of his once, though, I do struggle to keep my eyes open during my orgasm.
Before I can even reciprocate the gesture my phone rings by Marlene calling me. Unfortunately it is time to film my next scene. I kiss Ian chastely before scampering down the hall all shaken up and on a high from what we just did.
I cry out in bliss when Ian works me towards a second climax and continues to fondle my clit much like he had the very first time he had done such a thing to me.
"We need to finish getting ready or else we are going to miss our dinner reservation." Ian kisses me deeply then leaves me to finish my makeup as he gets dressed.
He likes to rile me up then get me off and abruptly change gears because he knows how fazed I get after an orgasm. I take a few minutes to come back to reality then carry on with my makeup.
After a very romantic dinner Ian told me he had a surprise for me. I tried to protest when he went to tie a blindfold around my eyes but he was far too adamant. We drove quite a ways in the evening hours with the windows down enjoying the cool night breeze as he drives me to the surprise.
Stopping the car and turning it off Ian helps me out of the car and guides me as we walk about. I can tell we are outside for a brief moment before he leads me into a building. It is completely silent aside from the noise of my high heels against the ground. We walk down several hallways and through multiple doors before Ian stills me by his hands on my hips.
"Open your eyes," Ian says once he has untied the silk blindfold and is removing it from blocking my eye sight.
A gasp falls from my lips and joyous tears arise in my eyes. "Ian."
"I wanted to take you to where it all began. This is the set where our relationship was created at. We shared millions of kisses and intimate moments together for the cameras before I finally had the nerve to approach you that last week. We owe it all to Stage 3."
Even though the set itself is obvious different and the setup is for a different show, this is still where all of our memories originated from.
"Aren't we going to get in trouble for being here?" I ask him after getting past the initial shock.
"No, I talked to security about it and told them why I wanted to take you here so everything was cleared."
I twist around in Ian's arms to press our chests together and twine my arms around his neck.
"You know, since we seem to be reliving some of those moments of our last week of filming PLL I think we should relive the first time we had sex. It was on this stage after all."
"You think so?" Ian grins at me. I nod my head in confirmation sealing it with a kiss to further show my desire for it.
Ian grabs ahold of my hand to pull me along with him onto the set. He lays me down on the bed much like we had the very first time we slept together. We make love to one another until neither of us could go any longer. We snuggled together in a heap of sweat and bliss. This night is truly perfect.
We head home around midnight where we further enjoy the memories this day holds every year in the privacy of our bedroom all night long.
Four Months Later
Sitting on the countertop in the kitchen I silently debate when to bring my newest information and news to Ian's attention. At the moment he is cooking us dinner and I am helping to a degree by being his taste tester which has caused us to get sidetracked on more than one occasion tonight. Ian is almost done filming his move, he only has one month left of filming and then they are finished.
"Something on your mind?" Ian pipes up. His subtle glances my way for the past half hour caused him to pick up on the look of contemplation on my face.
Gnawing on my bottom lip for a moment I hesitate before opening my mouth. "I'm late."
Ian turns to look at the clock to check the time. "It's eight o'clock at night. What are you late for?" Ian's brow furrows in confusion.
"Not that kind of late. I'm late." I further emphasize and raise my eyebrows as a source of indication for him.
Realization washes over his face which is soon covered with joy and hopefulness. "Really? Do you think you might be…"
"Well we've been trying to make another baby for a bit now and I think I am. We said we wanted the kids to be close in age and try to keep them in diapers at the same time. I think we accomplished that desire."
Ian moves around the island to come stand between my legs. He kisses me passionately in pure happiness.
"Do you want to go buy a test while I finish up dinner so we can find out right after?"
"I actually bought a test today when I was at the store. I wanted to wait for you before taking it."
Ian tells me we should take it now since he can't wait until after dinner to find out. I told him it is upstairs in our bathroom so I'll have to go get it. Hopping down off of the counter I go to check on Brea who has been zipping around the main floor playing with the dogs.
During the day I kept working with her to see if she would crawl. I would get on my hands and knees next to her every time she was trying to get the movements just right. One day she just did it. Ian had the morning off from filming so we were goofing around with Brea in the living room trying to see if she would crawl. Ian had been videotaping us playing since he wanted to get plenty of pictures and videos of Brea's childhood. Brea suddenly just started full out crawling. She had just been rocking and moving a tiny bit before falling back down on her tummy but she finally managed to do it.
Since then she has become a little crawling maniac. I cannot take my eyes off of her because she likes to move around the house so fast. I'll get on the floor and crawl with her making her giggle loudly as we do so. Little Jack loves to follow Brea around when she is crawling. I think he does it because they are about the same size when she is crawling around so he likes to follow her right by her side.
"Little munchkin what are you doing?" I lean down to pick her up out of Mochi's dog bed that she had crawled into. Mochi is laying down next to her in the large dog bed with a look of content.
Scooping her up in my arms I shake my head and make a funny face at her. "You Princess need your diaper changed."
I carry Brea upstairs with me to change her diaper and retrieve the bag containing the pregnancy test. I sit Brea back down on the floor to the living room and let her crawl around then walk into the main floor's hall bath.
Taking a deep breath I wash my hands then set a timer on my phone for five minutes. I took two tests just in case one of them happens to be wrong. Returning to the kitchen I sit the two tests on a paper towel down on the counter and hop back up to my original spot. Ian and I try to distract ourselves for the remaining time that is slowly ticking down on my phone.
We both jump when my phone goes off after five minutes. We look down at the tests next to me to see them both showing the same result.
Positive.
I don't know who reacted first. It all happened so fast. Our limbs tangle around one another in pure joy. I'm pregnant. We're going to have another little Princess or Prince crawling around the house in a matter of months.
We decide not to call any family just yet; we want to wait until I've gone to the doctor and had it confirmed by a blood test.
I can't believe I'm pregnant again.
"I love you so much Lucy." Ian has joyous tears pooling in his eyes just like I do.
"I love you too Ian. I've never been at a happier point in my life. Thank you for always being the source of my happiness and everything you've done for me over these past years." I crush my lips to his full of emotions raging through my body.
Ian has to try and keep his focus on dinner or else we were going to burn our meal. That night we made sure to celebrate the new life we created out of love. Who knows how many more we'll have?
Eight months later Lucy and Ian find themselves lying in a hospital bed in Cedar Sinai Hospital holding the newest member to The Harding Family. Charlotte Ann Harding who will grow up to be an exact replica of her mother rests in her mom's arms as she cries tears of joy at their new daughter. Brea sits in Ian's lap as the little family welcomes the newest Harding offspring into the world.
There is the final chapter! Can you believe it? I can't. I wanted to say a huge thank you to everyone who has read and reviewed to this story, along with all my other stories. Are you surprised that I had Lucy pregnant again in the end? :)
I have a one-shot to post some time and that is it for the time being. I know I have said this like three times but I am cooling it from fanfic. I may write stuff over the summer. I know once Season Five starts I'll be getting my weekly tweets of being asked to write one-shots. Especially from *cough* Hazan *cough* hahaha. I may write some, I honestly don't know.
I know I end a lot of chapters with saying how they are doing something together, but that is what this story is about. Lucy and Ian stick by each other's side and conquer everything thrown their way together. That is why I titled this story "Conquering Life" because that is what Lucian do. They conquer everything together.
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