Disclaimer : I do not own any of the characters of the two movies we all love.

 

Author : Eviefan

 

Summary It's been five weeks since Alex's birth, and a bit longer than that

since the new parents have had any sort of physical relationship. This might be

steamy not much of plot line other than sex so enjoy it.

 

 

 

 

Intimate Relations

 

 

 

It was a sunny day outside, as it always was in Cairo. Evelyn made her way

through the busy, people filled streets, to see Becky for her five week checkup.

 

As she walked down one of the busy streets, she had to resist not buying

anything for Alex, who already had enough toys to last him all the years of his

childhood. The thought of her son made her smile, and she looked down at him. He

was asleep in the sling she had on, one that she wore around her neck, and under

her right arm. The gently motion of walking kept him asleep, and she was glad

for that, because lately he had been fussy. For that reason, she was glad to be

going to see Becky to get her advise on how to handle his fussy times. When she

arrived at the small building, her friend was just arriving as well.

 

"I almost didn't make it back from my lunch on time," Becky said as they hugged

around the baby. After she unlocked the door, she let Evelyn inside, then

followed.

 

"Well how is Alex doing?" She hadn't seen them since he was two weeks old.

Evelyn settled on the exam table, in the little room Becky had led her too.

 

"He's up most of the night now." she said, and it was evident in the way that

she spoke, that she was concerned.

 

"Well lets have a look at him." Evelyn lifted him out of his sling, and Becky

took him ,cradling him in her arms.

"You look like you've grown some, and thats a good thing," Becky told her small

patient as she got him undressed. Being undressed woke Alex, and he looked up at

her alert, which was also a sign that he was healthy.

 

"Now lets see how much you weigh." She had a hanging scale and laid him in a

little basket lined with a blanket. Alex immediately let her know that he didn't

like that, and cried loud, bringing mum.

 

"Alex shh" Evie crooned. He continued to cry as Becky also listened to his

heart, and measured his head.

 

"All right all done," Becky said, and Evelyn took him in her arms and in a

moment he had quieted. While Becky wrote down some things on the chart she kept

for Alex, Evelyn got him dressed in a light gown, then let him nurse.

 

"Evie he is perfectly healthy. You might want to try working on him sleeping in

his cradle, don't pick him up when he cries, just sit next to him and talk to

him, and get him used to laying on his own. In time he will get used to that.

How often are you feeding him?" she asked.

 

"I've spaced it out to three hours, though that has seemed to make him more

fussy." Becky nodded.

 

"I know you don't get much rest, but you might want to keep him at every two

hours, and let him space them out on his own." Evie nodded, and now that Alex

was finished, and asleep it was her turn to be examined. Becky took Alex and

laid him in a little basket bed she had for the babies who came for visits when

their mum's had appointments, and for now he stayed asleep. Her examination was

over quickly.

 

"You are fully healed," Becky told her with a smile. Evelyn blushed, and Becky

moved away entering in things on Evelyn's charts. Once she was dressed and had

her baby back in the sling she hugged Becky then left for home.

 

 

 

 

The house was empty when she arrived, which was a good thing. Evelyn got Alex

situated in his cradle, and he cried fairly quickly not liking being there,

preferring her arms. She knelt next to him and sang to him gently swinging the

cradle as she did, and in a moment he was asleep. Once she was sure he would

stay that way, Evelyn stood, still singing and went to her dresser. She pulled

out a long silk nightgown, one she had gotten a few weeks ago, for this night.

It was a deep burgundy color, and went down to her ankles. It fit tightly around

her body, hugging her at all the right angles, or at least she hoped that was

the case. She had her slim figure back, due to nursing her son, and after

putting the gown back in her drawer she set about preparing things for tonight.

 

Downstairs, Evelyn cut up some strawberries, and made sure the Champaign was

chilling. Once she had that ready she got a cup, and went into the den, and used

her hand to pump milk out of her breast into the cup. That took her almost

thirty minutes to do. What she had was enough for one feeding. She poured the

contents of her milk into a bottle, the second one she had prepared, and put it

in the refrigerator. As she was closing the door her brother came in awake from

his days sleep.

 

"Jonathan I was wondering if you would mind keeping Alex down with you tonight."

 

Still half asleep Jonathan agreed, and it was as he was pouring his coffee that

he realized what he had agreed too.

 

"Evelyn how do I feed him?"

 

"Bottles," she replied and opened the refrigerator, to let him see.

 

"You know how bad I am with him, I'll have him crying before you and Rick can

get to what you have planned." He knew when he was watching Alex they usually

had something planned. Evie had faith in her brother.

 

"Jonathan he is easy. Just hold him, and read to him, and you will have it

made." There was a pleading in her eyes, and after a sigh he agreed to keep Alex

with him.

 

 

 

 

 

It had been along day of taking people on tours, and Rick was glad to be getting

back to his wife and son. When he entered the kitchen, it was quiet, and sitting

on the table he found a vase with a flower in it, and a note beneath. He walked

over, and read the note, which said simply for him to go upstairs. Not one to

make people wait he did so, and as he approached their room he heard soft music

from within. When he walked in his jaw dropped. Evelyn was laying on the bed

wearing a very fitting silk nightgown.

 

"Aren't you going to say something?" she asked staying put. She was leaned back

against some pillows, and felt a little uncomfortable at doing this, but at the

same time she kind of liked being in control of things. Her husband was at a

loss for words.

 

"Uh..uh," Rick stuttered. She smiled, got up, and walked over to him. He didn't

hesitate to pull her in his arms, and kissed her hard, pressing her body tight

against his. The feel of the soft silk against his hands was very arousing as

well as her scent.

 

"Oh god I've missed this." he said as his mouth traveled down to her neck.

 

"Me too," she said. Her hands worked at the buttons on his shirt, and Rick

stilled them, taking off his shirt first. Then he moved to the bed and sat down

on its edge taking off his boots, socks, pants and boxers until there was

nothing left but him.

 

"I'm a little dirty," he admitted. That didn't seem to stop her, as she came

over to him and settled on his lap.

 

"What has gotten into you?" he asked a little surprised by her boldness, but

also very pleased. She rubbed her cheek against his chest and he closed his

eyes.

 

"I've missed being in your arms, completely in your arms. I hated having to hold

 

back, but Becky says I'm healed now, and I want us to have a celebration for

that." She licked over his tits, and Rick groaned. It had been too long for

them, and both knew that this first time wasn't going to be slow. He eased her

off of his lap, and romoved the gown, then eased her down on the bed.

 

"What about Alex?" he asked as he moved over her.

 

"Jonathan has him." Rick hesitated, but she was already wrapping her legs around

his waste, and he pushed into her gently, until he was all the way in, then he

started a steady rhythm of love making. Evelyn wrapped her arms around his neck

holding onto him as he moved in and out of her. He lifted his head and covered

her mouth with his, kissing her full lips sucking on the bottom one as he pulled

away to look into her eyes, which were darker, filled with need, that he was

only beginning to fulfill. His hips moved faster, and she arched up to meet each

of his thrusts with ones of her own. He drove into her two more times. Their

releases were powerful, and he rolled them to their side so that he wouldn't

squash her with his weight. It was a while before either of them could form

words, and Rick still held Evelyn against him in a protective embrace. When she

began to move, he eased away from her but not too far. She reached out and

traced her hand down the firm muscles of his chest. He caught her hand in his

and brought it to his mouth kissing her there.

 

"I have some treats for us," she said to him.

 

"Evelyn your all I need," he replied in all sencerity. That made her smile and

they shared a soft kiss.

 

"So champagne and fresh strawberries don't sound good to you, and some whipped

cream for the berries?" she asked. He got an idea then.

 

"I think that does sound good, but just wait here." She did wondering what her

husband was up too. Rick went over to the small table where the treats waited,

and brought the trey back to the bed. He poured the two glasses of Champaign,

and set them aside, then settle beside his wife.

 

"I know this is going to seem a bit strange but trust me you will like the end

result." She mearly nodded her head. In a moment he dipped his hand in the

whipped cream, and began to wipe it over her breasts. Even though she had never

done this before, she caught on fast as to how the whipped cream would be taken

off, and that though alone was enough to get her very aroused. Once her breast

were covered with the sweet white cream, Rick took two of the strawberries and

placed one at the tops of each peak. He started to get up to go wash his hands,

but Evelyn grabbed at them and in a moment she was licking the white cream from

his fingers and hands. Once she had basically finished, it was his turn. Rick

moved over her a bit, then lowered his head to the base of her left breast and

began to lick at the cream. It didn't take much to get either of them fully

aroused, and Rick was taking his time despite her cries of pleasure. He cleaned

off one breast which included the berry and licked over her hardened nipple

realizing that her own milk was coming out. Not having tasted this before his

mouth went over that breast and he began to suckle there. Evelyn moved her head

from side to side, gripping the sheets with her hands.

 

"Oh Rick please." she sobbed. He pulled away from that breast and raised up to

her lips kissing her there. She tasted the sweetness of her own milk on his lips

and tongue, which was even more erotic to her. Gently he pulled away from her

soft lips, and moved to the other breast, again taking his time to clean it. As

he was doing that, he felt her hand rub over the firmness of his tummy, then

lower still to his hardened flesh. Her soft hand wrapped around him, and he

groaned as she began to stroke him there. For a moment his sweet assault on her

breasts stopped. It was only a moment though, then he moved back to what he had

been doing. When the last of the whipped cream had been licked off he covered

her breast with his mouth and began to suckle. Evelyn's cries of pleasure filled

the room, and her hand on his penis moved faster. As much as he loved the feel

of her hand on him, he liked being inside of her more, and in a moment slipped

within the warm folds of her body. His mouths still worked at her breast taking

in the warm milk that was supposed to be for his son, but for now was

exclusively for him. As he rocked into her, Evelyn worked her hands against the

small of his back rubbing there, scraping there. Her touch drove him into her

faster, until once again their joined Climax's took them away.

 

 

 

 

Downstairs while mum and dad were having a celebration of love, Jonathan was not

having such a wonderful time. Alex had slept for almost three hours, and was now

awake screeching as his uncle warmed his bottle in a pan of hot water.

 

"Shhh shhh, I know your not used to having to wait for this." Jonathan paced

bouncing a little, doing anything he could do to get this little guy to calm

down. Alex found his fist and sucked on that for a moment, until he realized it

wasn't getting anything into his tummy, then cried louder.

 

"All right lets see if this is ready." Holding Alex in the crook of his right

arm., Jonathan used his left hand to lift the pot away from the stove. Once he

had turned it off, he reached in and picked up the bottled and dropped it,

causing it to shatter on the floor. His hand was burned from the heat, and he

ran it under cold water silently cursing.

 

"Shhh shhh," He swayed and bounced, but Alex's cries kept coming. Once his hand

wasn't hurting much, Jonathan get the second bottle out of the refrigerator and

set it in a new pan of water.

 

"All right hush now. Lets try over the shoulder." Jonathan did that and Alex's

head turned so that he was crying right in his uncle's ear. To add to his

throbbing hand, Uncle John was now getting a throbbing headache. He paced

rubbing Alex's back wishing that one of the parents of this screeching infant

would come to the rescue.

 

 

 

 

In their room, it was Rick's turn to experience whipped cream, and Evelyn had

his penis now fully covered with the creamy white substance. As she had done,

Rick licked her fingers and hand clean of the whipped cream, then she laid

between his legs. Starting at the base of his large erect shaft, she began to

lick off the cream. Rick shutterd. The feel of her hot pointed tongue on his

very sensitive flesh, as well as the coolness of the cream was enough to make

him cum. However he took in deep breaths, wanting the feeling of her tongue

against him to last. She licked all the way up to the tip of his penis and

cleaned off the top sticking her tongue into his slit. Rick moaned as she did

that, having a hard time not driving his flesh into the warmth of her mouth.

Once he was cleaned off, or mostly cleaned off, Evelyn covered his penis with

her mouth and began to suckle there. His hands reached out for her and he pulled

 

her hips over closer to him easing both of them to their sides. Their position

was a contrast. Her mouth was over his erection, and he now had access to her

soft folds, and he didn't take long to explore her there. It was his hot breath

on her skin that caused Evelyn to moan, and when she felt his fingers part her

lips there, she eased away from him breathing hard as she did.

 

"Evie don't stop," came his gasping reply. She covered him again with her mouth

and began to suckle him there hard. His tongue moved into her soft folds, and he

felt that she was already tight. Making love this way is something they had only

done once, which had been on their honeymoon, and both had forgotten how

enjoyable that was. As she suckled harder, taking him deeper into her throat he

began to rock his hips gently, as he moved his tongue in and out of her. He felt

her body spasm around his tongue, and in a moment he was lapping up her juices.

His own climax came, and Evelyn swallowed his seed, still suckling on him. She

eased away from him, and came to lie next to him. It was getting chilly, and

Rick reached down and pulled a blanket over them, then pulled her against his

body. Her soft cheek rested against his strong chest, and as they were both

drifting into a restful sleep, they heard the approaching cries of their son.

The cries were followed by a loud knocking at the door, and it took effort for

either parent to get up. Rick was quicker than his wife and pulled on his

boxers, then went to the door.

 

"I can't get him to take his bottle," Jonathan said over his loud cries. He

pulled the door too, and took Alex out of his Uncles arms, and held him against

his chest.

 

"Shhh." Jonathan handed him the bottle, and Rick walked the little ways to

Alex's room, which had yet to be used since he still slept with them. Alex's

head was red as he continued to cry, and Rick knew that until he calmed down he

wouldn't take anything be it from breast or bottle. With Alex cradled against

him, Rick settled down in the rocking chair, and tried rocking him. He draped a

blanket over them, but Alex struggled against him screeching and crying louder.

 

"Someone isn't very happy," Evelyn said over her baby's cries. Rick looked up at

her.

 

"I don't think he was happy with not having you to feed him," Rick replied as he

stood letting her sit down. Once she was ready he handed Alex to her.

 

"Alex shh," Evelyn held him cradled against him and rocked him singing to him,

and in a matter of moments he was calming down.

 

"That's better," she said to him. She unbuttoned the gown she had slipped into,

and guided him to her breast, and in a moment he was relaxed.

 

"Let's hope that daddy saved enough for you," she said smiling up at her

husband.

 

"I think I'll go take a bath," he said, but she reached out and held him with

her.

 

"Wait for me. Once he nurses we have at least two hours before he will need me

again," she said. He knelt down in front of her laying his head on her lap and

holding her. Evelyn smiled and stroked her hand over his head, feeling more love

here than she had ever experienced. Once Alex had burped and nursed from the

other side, he was fast asleep. After standing Rick eased her to her feet, and

took Alex into his own arms. Alex gasped, and his daddy's familiar voice as well

as his touch, calmed him again.

 

"I'll take him to Jonathan," he said. She nodded, and went back to their room.

In their bathroom she lit five candles then turned off the light. After she put

the plug in the drain of the tub, she turned on the water, and let it begin to

fill. While the water filled the tub she brought in the Champaign which was

still chilled and refilled the two glasses. As she was taking of her night gown,

she was pulled against her husbands body. He helped her remove the soft cotton

grown, letting it drop soundlessly to the floor.

 

"So is it time for us to clean up now and behave?" he asked as he began to

nuzzle her neck.

 

"I'm not sure about us behaving, the night is still young," she said as she

pulled away from him, and stepped into the steaming water of the porcelain tub.

After he got his boxers of, he climbed in behind her and the settled in, with

her against his strong chest. He continued to nuzzle at her neck, and nibbled

around to her ear. When his mouth took in her earlobe, Evelyn let out a gasp.

Her body was already tingling with want and need of more, and she very quickly

turned in his arms. He helped her settle in his lap so that her legs were

wrapped around his waste, and with his right hand he reached down and grasped

his penis, rubbing it at her entrance, then he put his hand on the small of her

back, and helped her push into him. Both gasped at the feel of his entry, and

the slosh of the water around them. She tilted her head back exposing her neck

to him, and Rick did not hesitate to take a taste of his wife's soft flesh. He

licked and nibbled her there, and she gasped out his name. While he did that, he

helped her start a gently moving against his swollen flesh. The two sensations

combined, that of her husbands mouth against her neck, moving lower yet, to her

very full breasts, as well as his hard penis in her warm soft folds, were enough

to drive the breath out of her. The feeling for him was equally as intense. He

had only one love, and it was Evelyn. Rick lowered his mouth over one full

breast, and Evelyn cried out as he began a gentle suckling, while still moving

his hips to meet her gently thrusts. Her hands moved down his back rubbing him

there and scraping him, and Rick took in a deep shuttering breath.

 

"Kiss me," she said, her voice barely audible. Not one to disappoint her, Rick

eased his mouth away from her breast and took her lips in a deep searching kiss.

 

Their tongues met in a dance touching and tasting twisting around. Evelyn took

her hand and pushed his head closer to hers, deepening the kiss. As she did that

 

His hand moved to her back and he pushed her up against his body crushing her

breasts against him. The movements of both their hips went at a faster pace

until he felt her flesh wrapping tightly around his penis, spasming. She cried

out as her climax took her, and his followed. For a while after there was no

movement as the two lovers held one another trying to calm their bodies from the

intense physical love they had just made. It was Evie who finally made the first

move, moving her head away from where it had lay on his chest. She looked into

his eyes and found contentment there.

 

"What are you thinking?" she asked as she took her hand out of the water, and

with her finger, traced a line around his lips. He smiled, kissing her questing

finger.

 

"Just how much I love you. Every time we make love, it makes my feelings of love

and protectiveness for you all that much stronger," he told her. To hear him say

that always brought tears to her eyes, and when he saw them he leaned in and

kissed them away. She eased away from him a bit worried that she might be making

him uncomfortable.

 

"Turn around and I'll wash your hair for you." she smiled, and memories of the

first time they had made love this way came back to her. She had been so

frightened then, that she would do the wrong things, but obviously she had not,

and before they made love, or was it after, she couldn't remember, he had washed

her hair, as he was going to do now. She sat with her back to him, and leaned

her head back, and he cupped his hands, and filled them with the warm water,

then poured it over her hair until it was saturated. He took a bottle of her

shampoo, and poured some on the top of her head then worked the lather into

every strand of her hair. The feel of his hands massaging her scalp was very

relaxing. After all of their love making, she was feeling a bit tired. She

sighed, and he smiled.

 

"You not fading out on me are you?" he asked, keeping up the massaging on her

head.

 

"No, but this is very relaxing," she pointed out. When he finished, and rinsed

the soap out of her hair he got a sponge and soaped that up. Gently he began to

wipe the sponge over the soft skin on her back.

 

"Your pampering me tonight," she said softly.

 

"It's the least I can do. You get up with Alex more than me, and you did more to

bring him into the world, so I call this fair trade," he said as he eased her

against him, and wiped the sponge down over her harms. She tilted her head up

and they shared a kiss.

 

"Speaking of him, it won't be long before he will need me to feed him again,"

she said ruefully. She didn't want this time to end.

 

"When Jonathan brings him in we could just feed him here," he suggested. She

smiled.

 

"I'm not so sure my brother would want to see us like this," she pointed out,

and Rick had not though of that. Once her body was clean, and his, they opted to

get out. In their room Evelyn put on a fresh cotton gown, and it was then that

Jonathan came with Alex who wasn't crying, but was deffinantly ready for his

mummy. Evelyn noticed how tired her brother looked.

 

"Go on to bed Jonathan, Rick and I will take care of him, and thank you," she

said holding Alex against her shoulder. There was definite relief on his face as

she said that, and he left as Rick came out of the bathroom. Evelyn walked over

to the bed, as Rick pulled the covers back and propped pillows up on her side,

then she settled against them. Alex, in the mean time, was frustrated and let

out a cry telling them both that he was ready for his snack.

 

"Shh," Evelyn crooned, and in a moment she had him against her breast. Rick

settled in beside them and she snuggled against him. He placed his left arm

beneath hers helping to hold their son, sharing in this time that was mostly

just for she and Alex. Gently he took on of his son's tiny hands and Alex

reflexisively wrapped it around his father's finger, holding on with a tight

grasp. Evie smiled, liking this time with both of the guys in her life. When

Alex was ready, she let daddy do the honor of burping him while she got ready

for him to nurse on the other side. It didn't take Alex long to give his father

three good burps, then he suckled from the other breast, with his body facing so

that his feet were closest to his father. Rick took one foot in his hand. It was

small, and he couldn't imagine his son someday being a little boy, or much less

a man, not when he was this tiny and helpless.

 

"Your very quiet tonight Mr. O'Connell," Evelyn said looking up at him.

 

"I was just thinking about Alex, trying to imagine when he is a little boy

wanting me to teach him to throw his ball, or ride a horse, or when he is a man

with his own wife and children." She sighed.

 

"I can't quiet imagine either of those, though I know one day both will happen."

she said. He nodded holding them closer to him.

 

"I'm almost afraid for him to grow up," Rick admitted. That surprised her.

 

"Why?" she asked.

 

"Once I turned 13, my father and I began to fight allot. He had all of these

ideas for me. The things he wanted me to accomplish, and I felt so trapped. It

is why eventually I ran away, to get away from him, and find myself, and that

really didn't happen until you walked into my life," he said as he kissed her

head. This was all new to her. He had never really said anything of his past.

 

"Your afraid then, that you will do the same with Alex?" He nodded, taking his

son back to his shoulder, rubbing his back while Evelyn buttoned her nightgown.

 

"I think that experience taught you that you need to let Alex explore all the

possibilities on his life without placing any limits on him," she pointed out.

 

"I hope so, just so long as he doesn't want to join up with the foreign legion."

 

That had been hard on Rick, a good learning experience, but there was allot of

things they did, that he would never talk about with his wife, and things he

never wanted Alex to have to go through. He got two burps this time before Alex

relaxed against him, sound asleep.

 

"Are we keeping him with us?"

 

"Yes. Jonathan, I think, has had all he can handle out of this little man," she

said kissing her son's soft cheek. Rick stood, and carried Alex to the hinged

cradle, gently placing him on his side. At the absence of warm secure arms

around him, Alex started to move about restlessly, and his daddy was about to

take him out, and rock him, when Evelyn came and stopped him.

 

"We need to try and teach him that its not bad to lay here," she said softly,

then knelt down and rubbed his back gently swinging the bed as she did so.

Alex's restless movements stopped after a moment, and he relaxed. After a moment

she moved her hand away, still letting the bed swing. Alex stayed still, and

after another moment the bed stilled. They both waited ,and for now, at least

their baby remained asleep. Rick helped his wife to her feet, and lifted her

into his arms, carrying her over to the rocking chair, where he sat with her in

his arms.

 

"Am I the baby now?" she asked snuggling against him. He held her close kissing

the top of her head, and began to rock her.

 

"Is that so bad?" he asked.

 

"No, I like it when I am in your arms." Soon she fell asleep, and Rick was about

to dose off as well, and decided the bed would be more comfortable for them

both. He was able to stand without waking her, and carried her to the bed

placing her there, however unlike his son, she stayed asleep. He walked to the

cradle noting that Alex was still asleep, then went to his side of the bed and

lay next to his wife, watching her sleep. Love was a funny thing. When he was

looking for it, and thought he wanted that, he was never able to find it. Then

when he didn't care about it, and was ready to be hanged, love walked into his

life. He was a changed man, now that he had Evelyn and Alex. No longer did he

crave adventure to make his life complete. All he needed was right here in front

of him. He leaned in and gently kissed Evelyn's soft lips. She moaned a little,

and he eased her against him, closing his eyes. Life for him had finally found

meaning, and as long as he had Evelyn and Alex, he would never want for anything

more.

 

 

THE END

 

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