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Horatio sat
alone in the break room nursing an incredibly strong cup of coffee.
Realizing this was now his third cup, Horatio smiled softly and spoke
aloud to the empty room. “One for each baby.” Of course Horatio
didn’t mind the lack of sleep in the least. Even at 3 a.m., his
beautiful babies were worth it. Especially when Horatio could get up
fast enough to allow his equally beautiful wife some much needed rest
of her own.
“Only a father for
two weeks, H and already talking to yourself?” Eric said amusingly
from the doorway.
Horatio smirked and
glanced in the CSI’s direction. “Talking to myself is nothing
new, Eric.”
Delco smirked and
moved to sit beside Horatio. “How’s Samantha?”
Horatio thought a
moment, taking a sip of the strong liquid. “She’s more tired
than she’ll admit. But otherwise, she’s doing very well. She’s
starting to complain mildly about not being able to work… but the
doctor said one month, and I’m making sure she takes every day of
it.” He smiled softly. “But when I see her holding our
children… I don’t think she minds being home at all.”
Delco nodded. “And
how about little Jason, Jeremy, and Jacob Caine. How are they? Have
they made it through the Academy yet?”
Horatio laughed once.
“No, not yet.” Horatio thought a moment, his emotions
threatening to overtake him as he struggled to find the words that
could adequately describe what he felt each time he looked at his
children.
Delco noticed
Horatio’s discomfort and patted him gently on the shoulder. “It’s
Ok, H. You want to keep your personal life personal… I
understand.”
Horatio nodded. “I
appreciate that.” He sighed softly, but the smile didn’t leave
his lips. “It’s just a lot to take in, you know? A year ago I
was a bachelor. A divorced 44-year-old bachelor.” Delco smirked
and allowed Horatio to continue. “Now I have a family. And I
still don’t know what I did to deserve them.”
Delco smiled briefly,
but his expression grew more serious when he spoke to Horatio. In
all the years he’d known Horatio, he’d never had a conversation
more… personal. Delco felt privileged to be having such a
conversation with him now. “H… you deserve that family more than
any man I have ever known.”
“Thank you.”
Horatio said with a smile. Setting down his coffee mug, Horatio
opened his arms and gave his friend a firm hug. “Thank you.” He
said again softly.
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That evening when
Horatio came home from work, he found his wife sound asleep on the
couch in their living room. The silent baby monitor sat nearby on
the coffee table. Smiling softly, Horatio closed the door softly
behind him.
Samantha woke to the
noise. Stretching, she watched her husband move towards her and
perch himself on the end of the coffee table.
He smiled sheepishly
and leaned down to kiss his wife’s forehead. “Sorry… I didn’t
mean to wake you.”
“It’s ok. How was
work?”
“Just another day at
the office.” He arched an eyebrow challengingly. “Is this the
part where we fight about when you’re going back to work again?”
Samantha giggled.
“No. I made a promise to a wounded old man that I would stay home
as long as the doctor recommended.”
Horatio brought a hand
to his heart in mock hurt. “Old man? Ouch.”
Samantha smirked and
opened her arms. “Come here, old man.”
Smiling, Horatio did
so and kissed his wife softly. Samantha groaned with disappointment
when she tried to deepen the kiss and Horatio pulled away. Samantha
sighed and crossed her arms looking disapprovingly up at her husband.
“How long are you going to treat me like a porcelain doll?”
Horatio bowed his
head. “It’s too soon.”
“Shouldn’t I be
the judge of that?”
Horatio sighed.
“Samantha… I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You’re hurting me
by pulling away. I may be a bit worse for the ware after delivering
the triplets but…” her speech was cut off abruptly by Horatio’s
lips attacking her own. Thrusting his tongue inside her mouth,
Horatio didn’t stop until his wife was writhing her pleasure and
gasping for breath. Wrapping her arms around Horatio’s neck,
Samantha pulled his lips back down to hers.
Moaning,
Horatio allowed Samantha to pull his body down to rest on top of
hers. Thrusting her hips upward, Samantha wrapped her legs around
Horatio’s hips and pulled him closer. Pulling back from her lips
again, Horatio looked down at his wife. The sight of her passion
darkened eyes and lips swollen from his kisses reminded Horatio how
much he loved this woman. They hadn’t made love for weeks. Months. God he
had almost forgotten how good it felt to be in her arms. Murmuring
words of love, Horatio buried his face in the crook of Samantha’s
neck, nipping and licking her and triumphing in the noises she made
in response.
Removing himself from
the base of Samantha’s neck, Horatio began delicately peeling away
each article of Samantha’s clothing, kissing and nipping at each
delicious inch of exposed skin. Finally, when she was completely
naked to his gaze, Horatio looked down at his wife. Her body was
still slender and pale, but her breasts were larger and her curves
rounder from the birth of their children. If anything, Horatio
thought she was more beautiful than before. Motherhood suited her.
After making sure he
thoroughly worshiped every inch of Samantha’s smooth white skin,
Horatio removed his own clothing. Samantha watched with breathless
anticipation as Horatio covered her body again with his. “You’re
perfect…” Horatio whispered against Samantha’s parted lips as
he thrust fully into her body.
“Oh god…”
Samantha moaned as her body stretched to accommodate him. She felt
foolish to have tears burning behind her eyes as her husband made
love to her. Wrapping her legs around him, Samantha pulled him
deeper into herself causing him to groan in pleasure.
While he’d intended
to make the pleasure last as long as possible for his beautiful wife,
Horatio found himself unable to deliver on his internal promise. His
wife’s moaning and writhing as she tightened her legs around him
with each long thrust were more than Horatio could bear. Shifting
gears, Horatio thrust harder into his wife, delighted at the way her
hips met him thrust for thrust while she moaned his name again and
again.
Stars shot suddenly
into Samantha’s vision as she fell over the edge, her body bucking
wildly as her pleasure ripped through her body. Seconds later she
felt Horatio tense as his body stiffened with his own release,
emptying himself deep within her womb. Horatio gasped for breath as
his body fell atop his wife and her arms wrapped weakly around him as
they always did after they made love this way.
Horatio sighed,
bringing his head up enough to kiss her deeply, eliciting another
moan of pleasure from Samantha. Reluctantly breaking the kiss purely
because of a need for oxygen, Horatio smiled down at his wife.
“Perfect… you… are perfect.”
The smile Samantha
gave him in response to his comment made Horatio fall in love with
her all over again.
A soft cry issued
suddenly from the baby monitor. Samantha smiled “One of your sons
is calling…” The cry suddenly tripled in volume as the other boys
joined their brother. “Make that all of your sons.”
Horatio laughed and
followed Samantha into the nursery.
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