𝙃𝙪𝙨𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙪𝙨𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙 [✔︎] [English and Spanish Translation]

[Epilogue] [!]

Azahara was already sleeping in her crib when Zayn got up hours later
Azahara was already sleeping in her crib when Zayn got up hours later.

It had only been two weeks since he was born and he could feel like his usual routine had been broken by his daughter. Zara and Husain were in their rooms sleeping, and Harry was reading a book next to him.

-Is something wrong? -Harry asked when he saw her husband's worried face.

-I'm fine, what time is it?

-Once at night, are you okay?

-I am. Tired only. -He replied drowsy. She sat resting her weight on the headboard, let her body fall from one side, bumping into her husband's shoulder, let out a yawn making Harry laugh.

-Sleep a while longer, I will get up if Aza gets up. -Zayn shook his head.

-I slept all afternoon, I won't let you do this alone. -Harry hum.

-Good. All three are in their rooms, I think it's time for us to resume our previous sessions.

- What sessions?

-You already know what sessions..., wife.

-Come here.

The kiss was soft until Zayn asked permission for his tongue to enter and play with his own. Harry moaned about how Zayn was taking control of the kiss, and that would not allow it, it would make her husband enjoy first.

-Let me make love to you once again, honey. -Harry suggested.

-Okay, but you have to be careful, I've been sensitive and my nipples need a massage too. -Zayn groaned as Harry patted his crotch through the boxers he was wearing.

-I will be careful, I promise.

Harry was careful when undressing Zayn, his body now weaker than before was crying out to be touched by the elder.

-I want to, I need you now, please.

-Mm, I know you do, let me prepare you baby.

Harry took the lubricant and a couple of condoms from the side table next to his bed. He poured lubricant on two of his fingers before giving directions.

-Get in four, honey, let me take care of it.

Zayn nodded, changing position to the indicated one. I let her ass rise to the height adjusted by her husband, who was already beginning to mock how sensitive Zayn was.

-Stop making fun of it and do it...

-My baby is so impatient. -He pushed her two fingers into her husband's tight hole, resulting in moans and sobs of pleasure. Flooding his room with gasps and begs to continue with the same thing.

Lust, passion and love in one place.

-More, I need your cock inside me. Harry...

-What a mouth you have, honey, I will be good to you.

Harry took both digits out of his interior and opened a condom, his already erect cock being wrapped by latex and lubricant.

-I want to look at you while I fuck you, honey.

Zayn went to lie on his back, leaving a graphic view of his body addressed to Harry. His legs on the sides, his exposed entrance, his whole body full of love marks and bruises everywhere, messy hair and red but swollen lips.

Made a mess, just the way he likes it.

-If it hurts too much, tell me, I don't want to hurt you.

-You won't, put your thing in me now, please.

Harry didn't make him beg anymore so he entered the one with a single lunge, marveling at how narrow it was and how good it felt to be inside.

-More, more, more, I want more, Do...

-Ambitious boy.

Harry increased the level of his onslaught, touching the point that he knows would drive her husband crazy.

Zayn's member received attention thanks to himself, enjoying how good it felt to be in that position of vulnerability and sensitivity, he liked to be below her husband. Harry gasped at the sight of the white strips coming out and staining his abdomen and Zayn's, delighting in how good he looked.

It didn't take so long to arrive either, Harry reached his maximum minutes later, falling above Zayn's vulnerable body.

-We should repeat this more often.

-I need this to be repeated again.

Both affirmed.

Harry got up to clean himself, bringing with him a damp towel to clean her husband gently. The curly man put on his pajama pants and lay next to him, letting his hand distract by touching Zayn's hip bone.

-Did I already tell you 'I love you' today?

-No, I don't think you did. -Zayn murmured sleepy, curling up closer to Harry's chest.

-I love you. I love you too much.

-I know you love me, I'm your husband.

-Mhm..., Let me sleep, I love you, honey.

Harry clung Zayn to his body.

About to fall asleep I hear the cry of your little baby. Without complaining, she got out of bed ready to go see her, letting her husband sleep.
After checking her, changing her diaper, giving her her bottle and a good lullaby, I return to her bed to sleep ready to sleep.

Harry would never tire of it, neither would Zayn.
Both had fulfilled their dreams and goals together, married, had children and now both were happy in a house in the city.

While the two were together, nothing would be missing.

As the happy family they were, they would always stay together.

As a couple, love would never run out.

Husband and husband.

The end.