A/N: Decided that it was time I went back a bit :) And I also love playing around with Jimel and their firstborn. This is set just before Mel's birthday. Enjoy xx Mariah
Ages:
Jim - 29
Melinda - 25
Katie - 7 months
Jim had a long day and night filled with patients and dumb interns.
All he honestly wanted to do was sleep. The house was too quiet for his wife to be awake and she wouldn't want to be woken up. They were both too tired, especially after how Katie's sleeping schedule had been off this week. Jim didn't know why, neither did Melinda. She wasn't usually this fussy when it came to sleeping, but she wasn't wanting to stay asleep for a long period of time right now.
Jim came through their bedroom door from his shift at three in the morning, and what he didn't expect was to see his wife in an old shirt of his and no pants, lounging in bed with her laptop sitting on top of her knees.
She was supposed to be getting some well-needed rest. "What are you doing up?" He laughed, his sleep deprivation catching up with him and he yawns.
"Can't sleep," she muttered and smiles, only looking up from her screen for a moment before typing again."Katie's been on and off since midnight, again, and I have an inkling my recent ghost is the problem. She was a bit of an insomniac."
"This isn't good, Mel. This is the fourth night in a row you haven't got enough rest. I'll watch Katie in the morning since I'm off and you need to catch on some sleep," he yawned and walked in the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth before he came into the bedroom naked.
She glanced over at him, licking her lips and smirking before noticing the bandage on his wrist and biting her lip before returning to her laptop.
"Wow, only a glance. I must have lost my game," he laughed reached for his pajama pants from his top shelf in his closet. "Is she in here?"
"Yeah. Since she was a bit more restless tonight than the last few I didn't feel like walking across the hall every time she needs me." She yawned grabbed her glass of water, taking a quick sip. "What happened to your wrist?"
"Oh, my wrist," he said softly as he walked over to the bassinet near Mel's side and ran his fingers over Katie's belly before kissing her nose. "An intern who doesn't have a steady hand nicked me during a skills lab, three stitches. I'm fine."
She sat up a little and winced, pushing her laptop off her very bare knees to stretch before wincing again as she touched her back. Almost robotically she reached for her laptop again, but he grabbed it first.
"Your back acting up again?" He asked, closing the device and setting it on the window seat.
"Yeah, a little. It's probably from sitting with the laptop." She sighed, shaking her head at him before he could even start talking. "I'm fine Jim, just a little sore from researching in the same position too long."
"Well rollover, there was a reason I took interest in muscles longer than anyone else in my year." He whispered as he kissed her cheek. "Now roll over, please."
She raised an eyebrow at him and eased her body down against the sheets, her face at the foot of the bed, and her toes a few inches from the pillows. He smirked at her and ran his fingers over the balls of her feet and watched her squirm a little.
"I thought I was supposed to be getting a back massage?" She laughed, teasing him as he rolled his fingers over her feet for a few more seconds.
She folded her arms and rested her chin on them, her back bowed and her hair spilled over her olive canvas that was her skin. Stretch marks danced over the backs of her thighs and over her hips and he slid her shirt up and off her frame, pressing a kiss between her shoulder blades.
Melinda had done everything she can to get rid of them, even before Katie was born she would slather on cocoa butter every morning and night with his helping hands to no avail, the doctor said they could go away with time and to keep up with the moisturizer, but Jim felt differently about them. The network of white ribbons and raised threads of tissue mapping the plane of her thighs and hips only made her more beautiful to him. They reminded them both of the time she held Katie in her womb for nine months.
When Jim finally got to the part she was itching for him to start, he could tell. She wiggled a little, smiling at him as he cracked his knuckles. He reached for the jar of cocoa butter on her nightstand before carefully climbing back over her and straddling her hips. It took some effort to get situated with the persistent ache where his groin laid nestled between her ass cheeks (even with pants on she felt too good for him to ignore and he had to strain himself), but once he was ready, he ran his fingers into the jar and plopped some on his hand and rubs them together, coating his palms in the sweet-smelling substance.
He tenderly touched his hands to her back, easing the pads of his fingertips over her skin. The soothing aroma wafted from the cocoa butter that he gently kneaded over her knotted muscles.
"Oh Jim," her low moan reverberated between his legs, and his cock fully swelled, straining against the button of his pajama pants.
"Does that feel better?" He asked, pressing his thumbs down at the base of her neck.
She murmured another moan of approval.
He took his time, probing the muscles, massaging each area deeply and expertly. He rolled his knuckles down her spine, stopping just above her behind, returning back up the row of vertebrae to rub softly at the nape of her neck.
"That feels so good," she whispered, tilting her head to the side. He saw a serene smile playing on her lips as she closed her eyes then. "You feel good, pulsing against me, harder than ever... mmm how are you keeping it together?"
He continued to alternate his touch, applying varying amounts of pressure over the expanse of skin and muscle, relishing the feel of her body melting beneath his fingertips. Her breathing had evened out, and if it weren't for the occasional moans mingling with each puff of air leaving her lips, he'd think she had fallen asleep.
He fanned his hands out near her waist, dragging them up her sides, fingers just grazing where her breasts were flattened against the bed. She cocked one eye open at the touch and looked back at him, grinning, he slid his hands back toward her spine as she squirmed and repositioned herself.
"Someone's begging to be let out, you know," she laughed as his cock pulsed against her. "Let me help you."
"I thought I was supposed to help you?" He asked as she turned over, resting on her elbows.
"You know, it won't be long until my nipples harden and you lose all sensibility not to fuck me." His wife really knew what she was doing.
Slowly but surely, she wiggled her legs out from underneath him and she spread her legs. God, did he want to rip those panties off of her?
"Come on Jimmy," she laughed, running her big toe up over his bare chest. "How's your blood pressure?"
"We settled that fact years ago, did we? Oh, Mel," he groaned, just a tad too loudly and Katie whined momentarily before dozing off again. "It's always elevated when it comes to you."
"Shhh, baby's sleeping. You don't want to wake her now do you?" She slowly moved up and he froze in place as her breasts moved with her in the most delicious way, her nipples pebbled and stood to attention from chilly February air (this house had never had good heating, even after years of fixing.) "Then our fun will be over for tonight."
He groaned slowly as her pointer and middle finger worked his pajama button open and slid her hand inside to grasp him. He grasped the bed beside as she worked for her hand over him. She always loved to marvel at how handsome and attractive he was at this moment, just take in the magnificent form she will be blessed to have next to her for the rest of her life. She'd definitely scored.
His lips were slightly full: the kind that ends in a cute little smirk at the corners. The rays of moonlight highlighted the dimples in his cheeks and chin. His shoulders were broad and muscular, his arms rippling with each movement, and large calloused hands from being a hard worker. His eyes were ocean blue and daring.
His frame was so firm and perfectly fit as spectacles of sweat ran down the firm and strong stomach of his. Recently, he'd gotten into better shape from running around the hospital, she never knew how much he loved it until now. The way his pecs stood out more, his stomach more defined and thighs leaner. His touch was soft and gentle, but yet strong and seductive.
"Melinda," he called, pressing a kiss behind her ear before going back to kneel before her.
"Someone's missed me," she giggled and traced her finger against him teasingly. "Wouldn't you say that, Jim?"
The heavy, sated feeling rolled through him and he wrapped his hands around her thighs, pulling her close enough to pull her panties off and push deep into her.
She cried out into his shoulder, kissing him playfully, as he gained his rhythm, stretching her, filling her, tremors of pleasure shooting to every part of her body.
"I missed you," she gasped, feeling him hit deeper inside her with every thrust.
"A long day filled with annoying interns up my ass and I can just come home and push all my worries away by seeing you, by making love to you like this." He slowly laid her down on her back and kept his steady rhythm while sealing their connection with a kiss.
He was never one to take frustrations off like this, but God, after today... this was just what he needed. His hand snuck down to find her center, just in case, and she gasped from the still sensitive bundle of nerves. He worked her just right though, slowly coaxing her along until the pleasure was spiking hard and fast all over again.
"Oh, baby, right there…" She moaned, hardly believing she was about to come so soon.
"Shhh, baby's sleeping." He whispered into her ear.
She nearly laughed, but he kissed her and then she came, she went limp, near exhaustion from the pleasure overcoming her, making her feel heavy with fatigue. He paused his thrusts and kissed her softly before moving to her neck and behind her ear, trailing his lips over her fevered skin.
"How was your day?" He whispered in her ear, grasping her hips and pulling her close.
"Good," she panted, tucking her legs around his. "Katie's learning how to build towers, or little ones at least and she played the drums today. We watched a movie and snuggled a bit before she got restless and whiny. I think she could be getting sick or something, she had a runny nose today, but that may have been from when I took her for a ride around the yard on her sled and we made a little snowman on the deck. Or tried to at least," she paused to laugh. "When we finished, she was all giggly and clapping her hands before she enjoyed smashing it to pieces. It was cute."
"That sounds like a fun day," he said, kissing her again. "If she feels better, once you wake up, we can go outside and have some fun again."
"You didn't come, Jim," she whispered, hooking her leg around him to roll him onto his back. She bit her lip, laughing as she kissed his neck and felt him rock forward inside her. "Mm… don't tease me if you're going to move like that."
"I was just waiting until you were ready. I hate pushing through your orgasm when you're tapped out, it ruins the fun." He smiled and she rolled his eyes, knowing better than to believe that cheesy nonsense.
"So considerate," she giggled and kissed his neck. "Now come on, let's see if you can make me go again before you come."
"I love it when you say that," he hummed and grasped her behind. "Tell me what you want, babe."
He palmed her roughly as she circled her hips around him. He groaned as she giggled playfully, devouring the sweet torture she could inflict on her husband when she was in charge.
The cry that came from the bassinet broke them both from their trance and sent Melinda flying off the bed, grabbing her t-shirt and throwing it on before bending over to grab their daughter. Jim had grabbed his pants and fixed the bed as best he could.
Even he knew this wasn't Katie's usual cry. It sounded more panicked, gruffer. Maybe it was because she had been a little restless today like Melinda said. That hadn't wanted to nurse for very long and had generally been cranky in the latter part of the afternoon. Now it seemed like Melinda knows why.
She scooped up the baby and cuddled her in her arms, bringing her over to the bed and sinking into the mattress. Katie cried in her arms, thrashing in her mother's arms and rubbing her fist against her nose fitfully. "Oh baby, are you all stuffed up?" She whispered, rubbing her finger on Katie's arm. She moved her hand to feel Katie's forehead and felt that it was quite warm. Her heart rate immediately began to speed up. "Jim, she's burning up."
He sat beside her and rubbed her back, looking at him. "Let me feel," he said, pressing his plan to her forehead and pulled back slowly. "I'll get a damp rag. She's definitely hot."
Katie had yet to have more than a few sniffles in her short life, she'd been born during the hottest July in New York's history, and the feel of her daughter's forehead starting to burn up scared her mother immensely.
"Jim, please hurry," she says, her voice straining against her need to get her husband back.
Katie nestled in her arms and immediately started to cry against her chest. She slowly rocked her in her arms as she attempted to comfort her little girl.
"Will you eat a little for mama? Are you hungry?" She asked softly.
Melinda smoothed her fingers over Katie's little forehead as the little girl looked up at her with big watery eyes. She adjusted the two of them, pulling her shirt off again, not even caring about being naked and attempted to get Katie to nurse.
She hadn't eaten since going back down at midnight. That had to solve this, right? She was just angry for not being fed in so long, right? Katie did successfully eat for a few minutes before turning away and starting to cry, her congestion getting the best of her.
"Oh Katiebug," she whispered, lifting the baby to her shoulder. "Daddy will be back soon. He'll make you feel better." She pulled her shirt back on and kissed her cheek as she rested her on her shoulder again, rubbing her hand on her back. Jim stumbled into the doorway and looked at his girls, rag in hand. "She's all stuffed up Jim and I tried to get her to eat and she did a little bit..." She looked at the baby for a minute. "I think she's too congested. I'm scared."
"I'll find the thermometer," he said softly, walking into the room and giving her the rag. "You can set her down on the bed and get dressed. I won't let anything happen."
"Jim, I'm scared." She whispered. "Why didn't I notice this before?"
"Mel, she'll be fine. It's just the weather and because she was outside today." He reassured her, kissing her cheek as she laid her down. It didn't help much, Katie only cried more as her mother dabbed the rag against her warm forehead and Jim listened to her heartbeat with his stethoscope.
"It's my fault. I shouldn't have brought her outside. I knew she was too young to be out for more than a few minutes at a time, but she was having so much fun and had finally calmed down-" She explained, tears springing to her eyes.
Jim wrapped his arm around her as he picked up Katie. "Baby, you're rambling." He pressed a kiss to her lips to quiet her before pulling back to look at her. "You are an amazing mother, and Katie will be fine. Everyone makes mistakes, she would've gotten a cold within the next month anyway. Every newborn down their first winter." He rubbed Katie's back in soft circles as he placed an instrument in her ear. She whimpered a little bit. "It's okay princess," he whispered, getting a better look at Katie's temp. "It's okay. Daddy is almost done. The thermometer beeped and he pulled it from her ear. His brow furrowed a bit and he focused on the number. "101.3"
"Should we bring her to the hospital?" She asked, her heart racing. "That's too high Jim... she's too little."
"They can't do anything more than what we can do here. She's old enough for antibiotics now, but they won't recommend it," he soothed her and kissed Katie's cheek. "We need to try and drain her nose. It will help her get more comfortable. If the fever gets any higher we'll bring her in, but we just need to make her comfortable now as I said, so she'll sleep with us tonight. Maybe we could give her a bath."
Katie whimpered as Melinda held her, but settled against her mother's chest, fitfully holding back her tears. Her face was puffed up and red, a furious look on her face. Melinda would have smiled, but she was too worried about her little girl. Jim quickly rummaged in his bag for the baby syringe.
"I'll do it if you want me to," he said and she nodded, holding him out to her. Katie's watery eyes looked up at him and he melted, running a finger along her cheek. "Hey princess, daddy's gonna help you breathe better. Okay?"
He gestured for Melinda to recline the baby in her arms and she took over rubbing her fingers up and down Katie's arm this time. Jim moved to suction out her nose and Katie immediately began to scream. Melinda's eyes watered as she looked at Jim.
"It's okay Katiebug. I know baby. I know," she whispered and decided now would be a good time to sing to their little girl. "Hush little baby don't say a word, mama's gonna buy you a Mockingbird. And if that mockingbird won't sing, mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring." She touched her face, the tears still flowing but she'd almost completely stopped crying. It was only the wiggle of her bottom lip."And if that diamond ring turns brass, mama's gonna buy you a looking glass..." Katie calmed down, looking up at her mother as she sang, and Jim moved to her right nostril. "And if that looking glass gets broke, mama's gonna buy you a billy goat. And if that billy goat won't pull, mama's gonna buy you a cart and bull." She squirmed as he suctioned out more, whimpering a little, but as Melinda continued to sing she calmed down more. "And if that cart and bull turn over, mama's gonna buy you a dog named Rover. And if that dog named Rover won't bark mama's gonna buy you a horse and cart. And if that horse and cart fall down, you'll still be the sweetest little baby in town."
"There, all done." He whispered and smiled at them both.
Her crying stopped when Jim managed to get most of it out. Melinda gave him a small relieved smile and he kissed her.
"Why don't you try to feed her again, small feedings are good while she's comfortable." He said, reaching for the damp cloth and dotting his daughter's little head.
Melinda nodded and once she got the little girl settled she reached a free arm out to Jim. He settled into bed next to her and she placed her hand on his cheek and drew him to her.
"I love you," she said softly.
"Love you too Mel," he whispered.
He looked down at Katie who was content for the moment, suckling from her mother's breast. Her droopy watery eyes looked at him and he leaned down to place a kiss on her head, wiping away a fallen tear.
When Katie has settled again for the night in the bassinet (well, early morning) Jim and Melinda made their way back to bed. She had finally gotten a nightgown on after feeding Katie earlier. He wrapped his arms around her as she laid on his chest.
"Thank you for being so calm with me. I don't know what I would've done if you had been working when she woke up like that" She whispered, looking over at him.
"For what?" He whispered, running his hands through her hair.
"I have really freaked Jim. I know she's had the sniffles but when I felt her forehead... " She sighed, closing her eyes. "I was scared."
"I know," He whispered, kissing her cheek, rubbing his hand on her shoulder. He wanted to comfort her, his arm was snug around her waist, holding her close to him under the blanket "She's okay though Mel. It can be scary, but she's going to be fine." He pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Just a cold."
"I know, but it's her first one and I don't think I'll ever like seeing her in pain like that." She wiped away her own falling tear and looked up at him. "I would've never been able to calm down if it weren't for you, so thank you."
"Of course honey, but it won't be her last," he chuckled a little bit. "Lord help us when she gets the chickenpox or something."
"Don't remind me," her eyes grew large and he chuckled, pulling her closer as she closed her eyes, relaxing her enough to lull them to sleep afterward.
Jim's feet drug the entire next night at work, he was exhausted from the night before being up with Katie off and on. He'd been up with her the morning so Melinda could nap. They'd done it in shifts.
After the initial wake up, Katie got up several times because she was uncomfortable and congested. He walked slowly up to the front door and smiled when he heard the soft sounds of Melinda singing lightly on the other side of the door.
He opened it quietly and stepped into the house. He definitely didn't want to disturb whatever was going on so he undressed from his outerwear quietly before going to find where the voice was coming from. He found the girls in the living room, Katie cuddled up in Melinda's arms dressed in a lighter sleeper.
"Hey," he whispered as he plopped down beside her on the sofa.
He instantly noted that Katie was asleep in her arms. She broke her song and looked over at him.
"Hey. She just fell back to sleep," she smiled and leaned over to kiss him softly.
"How was she once I left?" He yawned as he placed a gentle hand on Katie's head.
"Her fever is starting to go down. When I took it half an hour ago it was 99.4." She said softly looking down at her little girl. "I called your mom and she suggested putting her in a light sleeper, so I've done that and she seems a little more comfortable for the moment, but she's still really congested and her eyes are watery. I feel so bad for her." Jim kissed her head and touched her cheek. "So we've just been having cuddles all day. It's all she wants."
"Mommy cuddles are always the best," he grinned up at her. "Especially from you. They usually make me feel better too."
"I'm sure she'd love some Daddy cuddles too though, but I don't want to move her until she wakes up. I just can't risk it right now." She laughed and kissed him. "You'll have to give mommy some daddy snuggles later too. Those ones are even better."
He kissed her again, his lips have been so close to hers as she spoke before. He knew she was right, she shouldn't move her, not to disturb her peaceful slumber that won't last very long before she's too congested again.
Daddy cuddles could wait.