Oliver walked in the house from practice to see Christina baking Christmas cookies. He's been in and out of the house for the last few weeks between practice and pick up games. He walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her.
"Hey Ollie," she said leaning into his touch.
"Hey love."
She turned around in his arms. "I've missed you."
"Same here. Is there any chance I might get a round of birthday sex once Effie is asleep?" He asked. He knew that Millie was already asleep.
"You just might, Ollie," she smiled at him flirtatiously.
"How long until she goes to bed?" Oliver asked eagerly.
Christina said. "Effie just got out of the bath. You can put her to bed while I make you something to eat."
He was about to protest but his stomach growled loudly instead.
"Daddy, read me a story!" Effie exclaimed, running towards her dad with a storybook in her hands.
Oliver smiled again and picked her up. He carried her to bed as Christina began plating some leftovers for him to eat. She heated them up in the microwave as Oliver wrapped his arms around her again.
"Ollie, I heard your stomach growling loudly. You have to eat," she scolded.
His brown eyes sparkled. "How about you feed me instead?"
"You can feed yourself, big boy. Besides, I need to get out of my not so sexy 'mum' clothes anyway."
"You look plenty sexy in your mum clothes," he assured her.
"You think so? Or do you want me to change into your Quidditch jersey and nothing else," she winked.
"On second thought, I've been picturing you in nothing but my Quidditch jersey since I got home."
"Okay then. You eat your dinner and you can have me for dessert."
"Deal."
Oliver let her go and she walked towards their bedroom. He couldn't deny he was starving so he ate the dinner that Christina had heated up for him.
"I'm ready, Ollie!" she called seductively from their room.
He gobbled up the last bite of his dinner and walked towards their room only to see his girlfriend lying down in nothing but his Quidditch jersey.
"Hey Ollie, you like what you see?" she asked, looking up at him innocently.
He grunted in response. She smirked, crawled over to the foot of the bed, reached up and pulled him down by the collar of his robe.
A short foreplay began. By the end of foreplay, Oliver was completely naked. Christina eyed his chest as he crawled over her.
"I'm ready to be inside you," he said.
"You certainly are, Ollie," she winked cradling his erection in her hands.
"Fuck, if I don't get inside you soon I'm going to lose it like a bloody schoolboy," Oliver grunted.
She smirked as she dropped his erection.
"I think we're out of condoms, though," Oliver frowned, going through their bedside drawer.
"You can cast a contraceptive spell and I'm taking the pill and the potion," Christina said.
Oliver didn't reply, he just cast a contraceptive spell before entering her slowly. She moaned in pleasure.
The couple made love for the next few hours.
"That was bloody amazing," Oliver sighed contently, pulling Christina to his chest.
"It was."
"Do you want to start trying for a second child? I know Millie is only eight months old. I'm not sure if you want two kids under two unless.." he trailed off.
"Unless what?"
"I can hire a nanny to help or retire," he suggested.
"Ollie, I can handle two kids under two if that happens."
"I don't doubt that but wouldn't it be nice to have some extra help other than our families?" he asked.
"Maybe. We'll discuss it more when I actually get pregnant again, satisfied?"
"Yes."
"I hope we have a son so he can be a mama's boy like our daughter is a daddy's girl."
"That's why it's so easy for me to put her to bed," Oliver said.
"Yeah, I noticed it only took you ten minutes while it usually takes me thirty."
The couple fell asleep.