Time: 3:58 AM

Ororo was awoken by Idalia's cries of needing to be changed. Her 2 week old daughter had the tendency to cry and scream for her parents every 1 and a half to 2 hours for food or a diaper change. But Ororo didn't mind.

She had wanted to be a mother for some time. Sometimes she even thought of alternative ways of achieving it, be it through a loving bond which is what she had desired all along, or by something not so complicated. Thankfully being at Xavier's school helped ebb the edge away for a while, but she still had the desire to have a baby of her own. It was so amazing to think that now she had one all her own.

Thinking of her sweet little face and her beautiful eyes and growing hair warmed her even as she held the small baby in her arms. Idalia squirmed a little trying to get into a better position. She hugged the little one to her chest to which the baby settled making a couple of cooing sounds that made her mother fall in love all over again.

"Shh, shh, mamma's got you my sweet little one." She whispered to her comfortingly. The little one didn't respond that she could tell, but she didn't expect her to.

After about 5 or 10 minutes she laid the little one down in her area of the bed that was partially blocked off just enough so she wouldn't be able to roll out of there and her parents wouldn't be able to roll over onto her either.

Maternal leave made sure that she was off the duties of the X-Men team for as long as she needed, but that didn't mean that she didn't do things that needed to be done around the house and in her garden that she loved oh so much. She needed to feel she was at least partially useful to the world and her family besides being the one stop and shop for her newborn.

She laid down on the right side of the bed and looked over at Idalia making sure she was perfectly settled and safe. She then grimaced as her back stretched and strained, her muscles cramping up on her, leaving her very uncomfortable. She reached over to the massage gun that was on the night stand and reached around her side setting it to medium and running it over a sore area. She closed her eyes letting the sensation of relief soak into her. A couple minutes later and she felt a little better, but it still wasn't the same as perfectly strong and skilled hands on her body. Shooing away the pain, filling her with a sense of peace and the pleasure of touch.

It didn't take long to spread to other areas as well… She was about to lay down again when she felt an ache in her breasts. The doctors and lactation people told her that as a new mother she would have to deal with her body getting used to feeding a little one from it. She had no intention of going to formula to feed the little one as her and her family always believed that natural was best in every way.

She turned from the massage gun putting it down and went to get the breast pump that they had gotten not too long before Idalia's birth. The pain meant that there was a milk duct that had probably gotten clogged and was in desperate need of release. So she started a fix on the issue. It wasn't something that some people might think of… pleasure inducing or anything like that… truth be told it was actually quite painful. She did all she could to ease the tension and then laid down next to her daughter and drifted off to sleep.

Later:

She woke up to shifting on the bed, turning, she looked to see little Idalia being placed carefully back into her little area by her father. She watched silently admiring how loving he was to her, he babbled to her a little bit as she got ready to settle back into sleep. When she was about to slip off to dream land he carefully moved over to her landing a kiss on her head lingering to relish that intoxicating new baby scent that he loved so much. Sometimes she could swear that he liked holding her more than she did for that simple reason. Or maybe it was because father and daughter already had an innate and beautiful connection even at this young age.

After admiring his daughter a little more he turned his eyes to his wife. Smiling to her he moved over to her leaning down to nuzzle and kiss her before plopping down on the bed beside her.

"Hey." He said simply looking at her like a man in love.

"Hello love." She smiled back warmly

He spooned her, his arms were wrapped around her midsection and his outer leg was draped over her under leg. His head and face were tucked into her neck cozy and giving her that comforting heat. They breathed in each others aura. Whenever they spooned it would always take the stress and pain away. In this case, his warmth was slowly melting the soreness off of her strained body. She turned her head nuzzling his face with hers. Soon he reached over grabbing the blanket and tossing it over them. It didn't take long for them to both drift off after that.

An hour later:

Ororo didn't want to use the pump again, she was tired, too tired to get up and reach for it. She had a different thought, but at the same time it seemed he had the same thought as well as he put his mouth onto one of her nipples. She looked at him a moment after this. She wasn't in the mood for intimacy. She was still healing up from having their bundle of love and joy and the doctors told her that anything before 6 weeks was risky. She was adventurous, yes and so was he, but at this time she wasn't feeling like pushing it.

She pursed her lips slightly and eyed him with some sympathy, scenting the difference in her his expression changed slightly, just enough to let her know that he knew something was off.

"Logan..."

"What is it Ro?"

"I am not ready for that right now my love." Instantly knowing what she was talking about he lowered his face slightly.

"I know… I was thinkin' of helpin' ya with the pressure. Nothin' else just yet darlin." She saw the look he was giving her… it wasn't lustful. It was the same look he gave her when they were in that cave system. Support, and sweetness. That's what she saw in his face. She should've known better...

He loved her. Truly loved her, he knew what the doctors said, and he wasn't going to risk hurting her or making her uncomfortable right now. When he got in earlier the way her body was positioned had said it all, which was one reason he'd done what he did when he first came to her. He loved touching her, whether it be in sex, on the job, just a brush of her back while walking by, or holding her in bed like they'd been doing.

"What do you mean?" She asked unsure. He detached himself from her a moment later tasting the nourishing substance naturally flowing from her.

"Let me take the pressure darlin'." He said softly, she looked at him trying to fully understand what he meant.

A moment later her sensitive breasts reacted again to the feeling of her lover touching them, but it wasn't in a sexual way. The milk ducts in her wondrous globes were aching with a couple clogs that demanded attention. He moved his hands in a massaging movement, accurate on the painful spots so much so that it was as if it was his own body. The pressure that he applied was never too much, you'd think that he was working with his own body with how perfected his movements were on her fragile body.

It was moments like this where she couldn't help but say a prayer of thanks to the one who put her and him together. Seeing moisture in her eyes he looked up to her.

"What's the matter darlin'?" He asked concerned, she wiped the tears away with her hands.

"It is nothing wrong… I am just so blessed to have you my love… I never thought that I could have a husband who is this loving to me." It was in times like this when her feminine side that was more fragile than the kickass warrior Queen that he was always used to seeing showed itself. While he loved that warrior queen more than any word in the english language could describe, seeing Ororo Munroe, former "goddess" of the weather, the X-Woman Storm become the vulnerable woman he sat with right now. To him it was the most precious thing in the world.

The look on his face… the only way she could describe it would be pure love. His eyes sparkled with the admiration and depth of love that he had for her like a lake on a moonlit and star filled night. He smiled to her, it was one of the most beautiful smiles he'd ever given her, only matched by the ones he had on full display on the day of their engagement and their wedding day. He moved forward just enough for his lips to make contact with her forehead in a lingering kiss, after which he put his forehead to hers and spoke softly to her.

"I'm so glad that I never settled for anyone else than you baby. I'm so glad you always kept chasin' me and never let my ass fall too far from ya, even when I was bein' an ass to ya." She couldn't help her emotion at his words.

"I'm really glad you didn't settle either, I would've been a lonely old hag." She joked, he chuckled.

"I wouldn't be able to just leave ya like that. I love ya too much. I've always loved you Ro, no matter what." He sealed his words in her heart with a gentle yet searing kiss, she wrapped her arms around him and deepened their kiss. A few seconds in she grunted silently. Seeing her face he knew what was going on…

Her breasts were tight with liquid for their daughter, he gave her one more kiss unable to pull himself fully away. He then turned his attention to her breasts, he'd massaged them already, now to alleviate the pressure. He stooped down to attach his mouth to one of them. He sucked some of the liquid out relieving her partially. She felt the duct deflate and with that the pain left as well. His hands still worked as he sucked the sustenance from her, soon the other areas were loose enough as well and the pain subsided as her milk in her left breast was drained from her then.

"Damn, I don't remember any milk that good darlin." He said giving her a look of admiration to which she blushed and smiled sweetly to him. He was about to work on her right breast when she stopped his face inches short of its destination, he looked up at her curiously.

"I think we should leave some for our little present… we don't know when she's going to be hungry again my love." He understood and laid his head down on her breast as if he'd been looking forward to a blessing and it got canceled. He then kissed her nipple and drew back from her.

Their attention was then grabbed by the sound of their baby girl rustling in her little area. She adjusted herself in an adorable matter, both her parents froze not wanting to wake her from her sleep. Her next move was to grab the breast pump from the table and position it over her right breast, he looked at her strangely.

"I don't want her to not get the rest of this goodness, do you?" She asked, he grinned back to her. He then turned to go to the kitchen and get one of the mostly empty bottles from the fridge. When he came back she was sitting up.

"You sure you don't want me to do anything?" He asked returning from the kitchen. She looked at him knowing that he loved touching her a little too much.

"Would you like to rub my back while I do this?" She asked, his smile widened again. He then positioned himself behind her, putting both his hands on her back, running them up and down soothingly. She leaned into his touch, it wasn't too long before he scooted forward and wrapped himself around her in a protective embrace, his warm and firm chest felt good on her back. She leaned her face on his gently and he nuzzled her back.

She truly did have the best man in the world.