CEO loves me with all his soul.-Chapter 65. A Night Just for Them(NSFW)

It had been a full month since Aurelius and Seraphina were born, and the house had shifted into a new rhythm. Adrian and Ethan were adjusting to the demands of parenthood, with Ethan insisting on taking the lion’s share of nighttime duties to let Adrian rest. Both of them had grown into their roles as parents, but it was exhausting, even if neither would ever admit it.

Tonight, however, was different. Leclair and Augustin had taken the twins under their wings for the night, insisting that Adrian and Ethan needed some time to themselves. Adrian hesitated, but the twins seemed to enjoy their uncles’ company more each day, so he eventually agreed.

Adrian stepped out of the shower, towel wrapped around him, his long black hair damp and framing his face. The room was quiet, and he immediately noticed Ethan at the door, sliding the lock into place with a gentle, deliberate click. Adrian blinked, tilting his head slightly in confusion.

Ethan turned around with a mischievous smile, his eyes shining with a warmth that was all too familiar. He strode over to Adrian, gently taking a lock of Adrian’s hair between his fingers, twisting it slowly.

Adrian felt his cheeks flush, unable to look Ethan in the eyes. "Ethan... what are you doing?" he asked, though his voice was barely a whisper.

"Just appreciating you," Ethan murmured, his gaze holding Adrian’s with a fierce intensity. "You’ve been incredible—caring for the twins, putting everyone else first. But tonight... tonight, it’s just you and me."

He gently pushed a damp strand behind Adrian’s ear, his touch sending a shiver down Adrian’s spine. Before Adrian could respond, Ethan swept him up in his arms in a graceful princess carry, holding him close. Adrian gasped softly, instinctively wrapping his arms around Ethan’s neck.

"Ethan," Adrian stammered, his voice shaky, "shouldn’t we check on Aurelius and Seraphina? They might wake up, or... or cry..."

Ethan chuckled softly, his lips brushing Adrian’s forehead. "They’re safe with their uncles, probably being spoiled as we speak. Tonight, they don’t need us. But I need you."

The words made Adrian’s heart race, and he couldn’t bring himself to protest further as Ethan laid him gently onto the bed. Ethan leaned over him, his face soft with affection as he looked into Adrian’s eyes.

Gently, he placed a tender kiss on Adrian’s eyelids, then on each cheek. Adrian’s skin tingled where Ethan’s lips had been, and he couldn’t stop the shy smile that found its way onto his face.

Ethan grinned. "You’re blushing, Adrian."

Adrian huffed, his hands gripping the sheets beneath him. "You seem to care... quite a bit about me," he whispered, his voice laced with a mixture of embarrassment and joy.

Ethan’s expression softened as he brushed a thumb over Adrian’s cheek. "Why wouldn’t I care?" he murmured. "You’re gentle, patient, and far too kind for your own good. You are everything I need, Adrian. Now that I have my beloved by my side... why wouldn’t I cherish him?"

Adrian’s face turned an even darker shade of red. "You make it sound so simple..."

"It is," Ethan replied, his voice barely above a whisper. "Because loving you is easy."

His fingers moved to the edges of Adrian’s bathrobe, loosening the fabric slowly, as though he were unwrapping a precious gift. Adrian shivered at the touch, his heart pounding as he found himself lost in Ethan’s gaze. Ethan leaned in, capturing Adrian’s lips in a soft yet passionate kiss, one that spoke of love, devotion, and a longing they’d held back for far too long.

The rest of the world melted away as Ethan deepened the kiss, one hand cradling the side of Adrian’s face while the other slid around his waist, pulling him closer.

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With the bathrobe pooled around Adrian’s ankles, Ethan trailed kisses down his partner’s throat, pausing at the cleft of his collarbone to nip gently before moving lower. He worshipped each inch of Adrian’s bare skin with tender pecks and lingering caresses, savoring the sweet taste of his salty flesh. His mouth found one of Adrian’s perky nipples, teasing it into a taut peak with the flick of his tongue. Adrian gasped, his hands weaving into Ethan’s hair, guiding him down further. Ethan kissed a path across Adrian’s chest, pausing to dip into his navel, making him squirm with delight.

Ethan’s eyes took in the stretch marks that adorned Adrian’s abdomen, not as imperfections, but as the beautiful marks of life and growth they were. He placed a soft kiss over each one, feeling the heat rising from Adrian’s skin, his love and admiration for his partner growing with every touch. Finally, Ethan reached Adrian’s cock, now fully erect and begging for attention. He kissed the tip reverently, feeling it twitch against his lips before engulfing it in a warm, wet embrace. Adrian moaned, his knees buckling slightly as Ethan began to explore him with eager strokes of his tongue and gentle suction.

Ethan felt Adrian’s body tense as he worked his magic, the steady rhythm of his mouth and hand bringing him closer and closer to the edge. When Adrian finally reached his climax, his warm release filled Ethan’s mouth, and he swallowed greedily, eager not to miss a drop of his wife’s pleasure. Pulling back, Ethan looked up at Adrian, his eyes filled with affection and amusement as he wiped a strand of hair from his own forehead. "It’s so embarrassing," Adrian murmured, his cheeks flushing as he tried to step away.

Ethan chuckled, wrapping an arm around Adrian’s waist to keep him in place. "Embarrassing? After everything we’ve been through, after raising two wonderful children together, you’re still shy?" He kissed Adrian’s stomach, feeling the tremors of aftershocks still pulsing through him. "There’s nothing to be embarrassed about, love."

With that, Ethan’s hand trailed lower, his fingers ghosting over the tight muscle of Adrian’s ass, teasing the sensitive skin around his hole. Adrian’s eyes went wide, his breath catching in his throat. "Ethan, what are you—?"

Ethan’s grin grew mischievous. "What does it look like I’m doing?" His thumb circled the sensitive area, applying gentle pressure. "I want to make sure you’re nice and ready for what’s next."

The moment was ripe with anticipation, Ethan’s thumb pressing insistently against Adrian’s tight entrance, when a sudden knock on the bedroom door jolted them from their intimate cocoon. The sound of their one-month-old twins’ cries grew louder, piercing through the thick veil of passion that had enveloped them. Adrian’s eyes widened in panic, his breath hitching as he realized the precariousness of their situation. "The babies!" he gasped, trying to pull away from Ethan’s touch.

Ethan’s own arousal didn’t waver, but he knew their priorities had shifted. With a knowing smile, he whispered, "I’ll take care of it, love. You stay right here and keep warming up. We’ll come back to this." He kissed Adrian’s inner thigh before standing and tying the robe back around him. The fabric did little to hide the evidence of their interrupted passion, but Ethan walked with the confidence of a man who knew their love was more than just physical. He strode to the door, his cock still standing proud, and opened it to reveal Leclair.

"I’m so sorry to interrupt, Ethan, but the twins are hungry and I think they need to be changed. It seems they’ve had quite the diaper explosion," he said, awkwardly looking at Ethan’s state.

Ethan couldn’t help but chuckle, his hand absently adjusting his robe. "It’s quite alright, brother. We’ve got this. Just give us a moment and we’ll be right there." He turned back to Adrian, whose cheeks were now a matching shade of red. "Don’t go anywhere, darling. This is just a little intermission, and I intend to pick up where we left off once the little ones are sorted out. Your ass is mine tonight," he said with a wink, leaving the room to the sound of Adrian’s nervous giggle and the persistent cries of their children.

Ethan quickly prepped the twins’ milk bottles, moving with efficient focus. He handed each bottle over to Leclair, who was already cooing and doting over Aurelius and Seraphina, the twins happy and gurgling in their uncle’s arms.

"Enjoy the night," Leclair winked, his voice playfully teasing as he gently rocked the twins.

"Thanks, Leclair. We owe you," Ethan murmured with a grateful smile, his gaze lingering briefly on the babies before he headed back toward the bedroom, still wrapped in his robe. He chuckled to himself as he hurried down the hall, already imagining Adrian waiting for him.

Pushing open the door, Ethan found Adrian resting against the pillows, his dark hair spread across the bed. A faint blush crept up Adrian’s cheeks as he noticed Ethan reentering. Ethan couldn’t help but smile as he crossed the room, reaching Adrian’s side.

"Now," he murmured, sliding onto the bed, "where were we?"

Adrian’s blush deepened, but he managed a soft smile. "Are you sure? I just... don’t want them to feel alone," he murmured, his eyes glancing shyly away.

Ethan leaned in, tilting Adrian’s chin up gently so their eyes met. "They’re perfectly happy, love. Augustin and Leclair have them wrapped around their fingers," he said, chuckling. "And tonight, they’re in great hands, so it’s our turn to relax."

Adrian laughed softly, feeling his cheeks heat up again. "I suppose... if they’re really fine."

"They are," Ethan reassured him, running his fingers tenderly through Adrian’s hair. "But you know, you’re just as adorable as them when you worry."

Adrian rolled his eyes, trying to act casual but unable to hide his smile. "You’re incorrigible," he murmured, looking up at Ethan with a glimmer of affection.

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