//100% he needs all the comfort and kisses//
Morty jumped from the couch where he was laying beside you. His nails clicked on the hardwood floors as he made his way to meet Peter at the front door. He always knew when he was home before he even got out of the car.
You heard the door open and Peter greet Morty. He slung his coat over the chair as he entered the living room. “Darling, how was your day?“ he bent over and kissed our head.
“Not bad. Join me.” You patted the couch beside you. Peter loosened his tie and toed off his shoes. Laying down on the couch he pulled his legs up and put his head on your lap surprising you.
He took a deep breath and let it out. You slowly ran your fingers through his hair. “How about your day?”
“Felt like I was drowning all day. Lost my case. I feel like a failure.“ He tightened his grip on you. “I miss Pam, my dad has been weighing on my mind lately”, he confessed.
Dipping your head you placed a kiss to his temple. “You are not a failure, Peter. Your dad was and would be so proud of you. Not only because you are a successful, talented attorney who does all he can for victims. You are a caring, dedicated, and loving husband, father and brother.”
Peter shifted to his back, looking up at you. “How do you do it? Make me feel better just by being present.” He gazed up at you and you gave him a quick kiss on the nose. “One good thing this year, we had Audra who of course is the world’s cutest little girl. A complete set since we already had the cutest little boy.”
You chuckled, “can’t argue that one.” After a few minutes you asked, “are you hungry? Want to get a shower?”
“Together?” His eyes lit up a little.
“If that’s what you want babe”, you responded with a laugh.
Climbing in the shower behind Peter, you pressed soft kisses to his back, your arms wrapped around him, hands splayed on his chest.
The hot water pelted down as you kissed up your husbands taut back, moving the kisses to his sculpted arms. You stood in front of him. His eyes were closed and he had a hint of a smile on his lips.
Running your hands up his chest, you stood on tip toe to kiss his neck up to his jaw. Peter’s wrapped his arms loosely around you and he gently pulled you closer, rocking his hips into you. “I love you so much. Never forget that”, he tilted your chin and gave you the most tender kiss you can remember.
“I love you too, Peter.” Wrapping your arms around his neck and you smiled at him.
The rest of the night was spent making love, sweet, gentle and slow.
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