Oh dear. Why are these children so cute? They really adore Erik. And I think he needs that too. He needs reassurance from his children and his wife that they really love him. But I think he knows that too. And his family will always tell him often enough that he will never forget it again. And he won't. I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Regards Petit Erik

Louise POV

When I opened my eyes again, I saw that a few hours had passed and Erik was still sleeping on my chest. His upper body was rising and falling and he had put his hand on my chest. I gently stroked his hair to wake him up.

"Erik," I whispered and he grumbled.

Continuing to stroke his hair, he soon began to wake up. He yawned, moved slightly and opened his eyes. His eyes fell on me and he smiled. He leaned forward and kissed me gently. I returned his kiss and pressed him against me. I felt his member pressing into me. Erik moaned softly and moved slightly.

"Not now, angel. We'll have plenty of time for that today."

He grinned, kissed me again, and then slipped out of me. We both groaned and he stood up. He held his hands out to me and pulled me up. Then we got dressed and walked to the kids' room. Erik slowly opened the door and checked to see if the kids were awake yet. Josy was lying in her crib, staring at the ceiling. When she heard us, she turned her head towards us. She started to smile and stretched out her arms to us. Erik went to her and lifted her out of her bed into his arms. Meanwhile, I went to Jere to see if he was awake yet.

"Mommy," he said, reaching his arms out to me.

I lifted him out of his bed and together we took the kids to the bathroom. We changed our kids and then went into the kitchen together.

"Hungry!" exclaimed Josy in Erik's arms.

He laughed and looked at her.

"What would you like to eat?" he asked.

"Bread!"

"Okay. I'll prepare the bread. Would you please put their bibs on?", I asked my husband.

"Will do," he said, going to a cupboard and getting the bibs out from them.

"Daddy!" exclaimed Josy loudly.

"Yes, angel? I'm here."

"Hungry!"

"I know you're hungry, little one. Mama's already getting everything ready."

"Mama," she said.

"That's right, Mama," Erik replied, tying Josy and Jere's bibs around them.

Meanwhile, I put out cheese, sausage, and everything else. Some fruit, too. Then Erik and I joined them at the table. He made bread for Josy and I made bread for Jere. When we were done, the kids started eating while Erik and I made our own sandwiches. I looked at my family and couldn't be happier.

Erik POV

While I ate my bread, Josy watched me and shoveled food into her own mouth. She looked at me and grinned. It seemed like she was still hungry.

"Again?", I asked her.

"Fruit!", she exclaimed.

"Okay."

I wiped some bread crumbs from my mouth, cleaned hers up with her bib, and then gave her some fruit on her plate. She beamed at me, took a piece of apple and bit into it with relish. She grinned and I had to giggle. Lou smiled and put her head on my shoulder. She looked at my face, raised her hand to my mouth and wiped away a few more crumbs. When she touched the distended part of my mouth, I shuddered. She quickly pulled her hand away.

"What is it, dear?", I asked her, looking at her.

"I was just scared," she replied.

"Of me?"

"No. Of course not of you. Of-"

But before she could finish talking, Jere shouted loudly: "Papa!"

I looked at him.

"Fruit!"

I smirked and pushed the plate towards him. Greedily, he pounced on it. Lou had secured a few pieces for us beforehand, which was just as well. Because the plate was soon emptied. When we were done, we cleared the table and went to the bathroom with the kids. They washed up and then went to their room. There they got dressed while we helped them. Afterwards, they snuggled into their beds and curled up. We gave each of them a good night kiss and they both fell asleep. Lou and I went into our bedroom and she flopped down on the bed with her body and face down. I walked slowly toward her.

"I'm tired," she mumbled into the pillow.

I sat down on the mattress and stroked her hair.

"Lou," I breathed.

She turned her head and looked at me.

"What happened earlier? You said you were scared. Was it because of me? Were you afraid of me? Of me and my face?"

I noticed my eyes getting moist and I turned my head to the side so she could only see the normal half of my face. Slowly, a tear rolled down my right cheek. I didn't even notice Lou come up behind me and put a hand on my shoulder. I turned my head toward her. More tears ran down my cheeks. She took me in her arms and I sobbed against her neck. She stroked my few hair and tried to calm me down. I still had my face buried against her neck, too, when I stopped crying.

"Erik," she breathed softly, "look at me."

I shook my head. I didn't want to see the fear in her eyes.

"Erik, please. I want to look at you."

Hearing that, I took a deep breath and lifted my face from her neck. I looked at her and saw that she had tears in her eyes herself.

"Erik, my angel. My love. Of course I'm not afraid of you. I was only afraid that I would hurt you. That will always be my only fear. I know how sensitive your lip is. And whenever I touch you there, I'm afraid of hurting you. And I don't want to. I never want to hurt you, angel. I love you way too much for that."

I looked into her eyes and saw no lie in them. I sobbed some more, gently taking her face in my hands as she did mine and we kissed and with all the passionate love we had for each other.

When we parted, she smiled at me and I felt her lightly tugging at the waistband of my pants. I looked up at her and saw a clear desire in her eyes. She tugged on my t-shirt and lay back, pulling me with her. Soon I was lying on top of her. While she continued to tug at my pants, I pulled her t-shirt over her head. I was surprised to see that she wasn't wearing a bra. I put my hand on her breast and gently massaged it. She moaned and arched her back. She also continued to pull on my pants. Without further ado, I took them off along with my underpants. Then I slowly lay down on top of her again. I continued to massage her chest and slightly lifted her pelvis. I looked at her and she nodded. With that, I removed the rest of her clothes. She rubbed against me and we both moaned. Gently I lay down on her belly and stroked it. At the same time I continued to caress her breast. Lou moaned and I took her erect nipple in my mouth. Gently I licked and sucked it. At the same time I stroked her belly and slowly moved my hand down. Lou gasped softly when I arrived at her entrance. I stroked her there and then slowly put a finger inside her. She meowed and arched her back. I slowly added a second finger. Meanwhile, I didn't even notice how Lou lifted her feet and started stroking my erection. I purred and guided my fingers out of her and back in.

"Erik please," she meowed and I looked at her.

I pulled my fingers out of her and she moaned. Then I aligned my erection with her entrance and slipped inside her. We both moaned out and I began to move inside her. I put my mouth around her nipple again and sucked on it. Meanwhile, I circled her other nipple with my thumb. Lou meowed and arched toward me. I brought my hand down to her entrance and stroked her sensitive bud with my thumb. Soon she cried out and shortly thereafter I followed suit. I collapsed on top of her and gasped. Lou stroked my hair and gasped as well. I looked at her.

"I love you, my Erik," she breathed and kissed me.

I purred and smiled.

As we parted, I breathed: "My Lou."

I kicked the blanket up with my feet and covered us both. Lou smiled, kissed me again, and then fell asleep. I was still on top of her and still inside her. But she didn't seem to mind. I snuggled on her chest and then fell asleep too.

Louise POV

When I woke up, it was already light. Moreover, Erik was still inside me. I moved quietly and moaned. I think I could feel him stiffening inside me again. And as I moved more, I think it became true. He was rock hard inside me. Erik lay on top of me and purred softly. It sounded so sweet. I stroked his hair and slowly he started to wake up. He yawned and opened his eyes. He smiled at me and kissed me. This made him press into me. I moaned and he moved.

"Make it quick, angel. I don't know when the kids will wake up," I said to him.

He grinned, kissed me again, and then started moving inside me. I would accommodate him with my own hip movements. He was getting faster and faster with his thrusts and then collapse on top of me. We both sighed and held each other for a moment longer. Erik kissed both of my breasts again and then pulled out of me agonizingly slowly. I moaned and he grinned. He jumped out of bed and went to the closet. I got up as well, sidled up to him and pinched his butt. He turned around and looked at me.

"You'll get that back later, love," he growled.

I grinned at him and kissed him. We both got dressed and Erik kept caressing my belly. For now, he was only wearing underpants and pants.

"Erik, you have to put on the rest too," I giggled.

He grumbled and pulled a white t-shirt out of the closet while I put on a blue top. When we were done, we went to the kids' room. We opened the door and Josy heard us immediately. She stood up in her crib and beamed at us.

"Daddy!"

Erik beamed and walked up to her. He lifted her out of bed and she snuggled up.

"Good morning, my angel," he breathed and kissed her cheek.

Meanwhile, I was checking on Jere. He was lying in bed all twisted up. His cuddly toys scattered everywhere and his blanket lay at the end of the bed. Gently I stroked his head. His hair was tousled and gave him a wild look. Often Erik looked the same. I smirked slightly at the comparison.

"Jewe up?" asked Josy softly.

"Not yet, angel. Mama's waking him up right now," my husband explained to her.

Meanwhile, I was still stroking through Jere's black, thick hair. Josy, on the other hand, had dark brown hair. Erik loved to stroke it and run his fingers through it. He wondered because neither of us had that color hair. When I asked Erik what color hair he used to have, he brought his hand to his few strands of hair and ran it through.

He said: "I don't know. They've always been gray. I don't know what color they were or would have been."

"I think it would be Josy's hair color. Because Jere has my hair color and the thickness. Thus Josy must have your hair. It's the only logical explanation."

He looked at his daughter and stroked her head. Then he smiled.

"I'm proud that my children have inherited something from me, too. Mind you, something good."

I smiled at him. It was so nice to see that he was relieved that he hadn't passed on what he thought was his "hideous" face to his children. I looked down and saw that Jere had finally woken up. He looked at me sleepily, yawned, and then smiled.

"Where Papa and Fine?"

"Papa and Fine are already awake and waiting for you. Shall we go to them?"

My son nodded and scrambled out of his crib. He saw his dad and sister and ran to them. He hugged Erik's leg and looked up at him. Erik lifted his daughter down and hugged his son.

"Good morning, Jere. Did you sleep well?"

"Yes, Papa. Fine!"

Jere hugged his sister and she snuggled up to him. I came over to Erik and he put an arm around me. Our children held hands and looked at us.

"Breakfast?" asked Erik and the twins nodded excitedly.

"Well come on then," I replied and the kids ran out of the room hand in hand.

Erik and I followed them; each with a bright smile on our faces.