SwedenxReader: Then Comes the Baby in the Baby Carriage
A haze of sleep still covered you as you opened your eyes. Raising your left arm to see your hand and the finger that was adorned with a golden band that reminded you were Mrs. Oxenstierna. Smiling you turned your head.
His glasses weren’t on his face and it only seemed to open up his face a bit more. Leaning over you kissed his forehead.
Your husband let out a small groan and opened his eyes slightly.
“Good morning Mrs. Oxenstierna,” he murmured cupping your face.
With a small smile you placed your chin in his chest, “Good morning Mr. Oxenstierna…”
He leaned forward and kissed your lips gently. He broke away and you leaned forward to capture his lips again. Now that you were practically on top of him you realized you were still naked. Letting out a small squeak as your bare chest touched Berwald’s bare chest, you sat up.
Berwald’s arm snaked around your waist and pulled you back against him. “Where are you going?”
“T-to get dressed,” you said quietly as if not sure of the answer.
“No,” he murmured pulling you to him so he could kiss his way down your neck.
“B-but I’m naked,” you said trying to suppress a moan. “Y-you’re naked!”
Berwald detached himself slightly from your neck and moved up to your ear, “You didn’t complain last night.”
You groaned as he nibbled your ear, “Ber…”
He mumbled something into your hair.
“What’s that?” you asked quietly.
“Let’s make a baby.’
Berwald flipped you over so that you were on the bottom, “Let’s make a baby.”
You looked around, “Now?”
“Shouldn’t we talk about this first?”
“You don’t want one?” he asked slightly disappointed, but didn’t let it seep into his tone.
“No, I do it’s just-.”
Berwald silenced you with a kiss. “Then let’s get started…”