TW: Milly’s Story contains Conceive behaviour
She flinched as the front door slammed shut. The infants woke from their slumber with a tremendous cry. The high pitch would soon remind Milly of the headache taking permanent residence. Hunter’s nostrils flared. His green eyes darkened under his furrowed brow. A low, strained voice spat the unwelcome tone of his frustration. Scarlett froze in their seat, unwilling to leave Milly, but the young mother gave them a forced smile. She hurried upstairs, her eyes fixed on the floor to hide the tears. Hunter’s voice came again with more venom. He demanded to know what business Scarlett had this far from the city. They stood scrapping the chair on the floor. Scarlett had limited patients with Hunter’s tantrums as they cleared the table. Hunter stomped, his fists clenched. Scarlett knew Hunter was all show. What concerned them was the way he would be with Milly afterwards. It was his words, none of ‘her’ concern. The misuse of pronouns was irritating. Scarlett knew not to rise to this, to give him any excuse to cut Milly’s family and isolate her further. Scarlett matched his posture, holding themselves high and confident. They would visit Milly and spend time with the twins next week. Hunter huffed through his nose at the uninvited guest. Their unwelcome offer to disrupt his family life angered him further. Hunter slammed his hand on the top, achieving nothing except a raised eyebrow.
Scarlett smiled, stacking the remaining dishes, determined to bide their time. Hunter snatched the mug from their hands. The remnants sloshed, rushing back and forth onto his shirt. Scarlett suppressed a laugh. But their presence had far outstayed his tolerance. Hunter escorted Scarlett to the door. He squashed any notion they would say goodbye to Milly. He slammed the door hard, catching the back of Scarlett. They spun to glare at the smirk that plastered his face. Fear grew in Scarlett of what Hunter planned to do next, but there was nothing they could do.
The second bang awoke the screams Milly had calmed. Hunter stormed across the nursery, snatching James from his crib. His tense body did nothing to dispel the infant’s distress. James squirmed in his father’s arms, kicking his legs out in stiff, jerky movements. Hands curled into tiny fists of fury around Hunter’s shirt. His face was a beetroot red and wet from tears.
Hunter watched Milly leaning over Selena’s crib. Their daughter’s cries were already a whimper. Milly sang a lullaby with a voice soft and calm. Her hand stroked Selena’s hair, rubbed her tummy, and down to her feet. James turned to his mother’s voice, leaning back in Hunter’s arms. He wanted his mum, as her soft body was a comfy pillow. Hunter was hard and bony, an uncomfortable place to rest. Milly hesitated as she reached for James, suggesting Hunter shower before dinner.
He didn’t. Hunter reclined in the chair, watching Milly settle James. She cradled him against her as hands latched onto her top. He wiggled in her arms until comfortable. He fell asleep as though nothing had happened. Hunter stood behind Milly as she lowered James into the crib. His lips sent goosebumps down her spine. Milly drew in a sharp breath, shivering with the sensations. The stench of his day crawled over him and his touch. She smelled of lavender with a hint of grilled cheese. Hunter’s aroma made her nauseous. Stale cigarettes mingled with sweat.
She screwed her nose in disgust, feeling the grime crawling over her skin. She wanted to push him away and reject the advances. Hunter growled, his voice dripping with the same stale scent. Milly was a tease in her wrapped green dress. The low cut emphasised the curve of her breasts. The way the fine cotton skimmed her legs above the knee. This outfit inspired desire, his love for her. How could she be cruel and deny him such pleasures?
Hips pressed into her as hands worked to free her from her clothes. Milly wriggled, uncomfortable at the affection. Her movements increased his impatience to be within her. Her eyes shifted between the infants. A loud, annoyed sigh came as Hunter agreed to move things to their bedroom.
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