Where's the Babies?

King Adonis 

"Where's the babies?" I whispered against Cloud's lips as his small cold hands ran under my shirt as he constantly giggled. His giggles always reminded me of bubbles popping with the way they were so small and innocent, even when we were going something that could be the last definition of innocent. 

"With my parents," he smiled as I worked on the button and zip of his denim shorts and pushed them down. I had him pressed up against the door of our bedroom. His hair was messy against the door and his flushed cheeks made him look like an angel as he eagerly licked his lower lip. 

My head was buzzing with excitement as I watched him take off his shirt to reveal his pale freckled chest and adorable round stomach. My hands naturally gravitated towards it as a bright smile spread across my face, "My beautiful baby."