@hershe1994 said:

Hey Sheryl, I would like to see a romantic and smut scene between Emma and Jack form ITS either from their honeymoon or after they have kids (both would be awesome) thanks in advance. #theirthings

Rating: Non-mature

* * *

Emmaline Donnahue's POV

I opened my eyes blearily and shifted my legs to only experience a slight soreness between my legs. Stretching even more, the soreness became a delicious pull that was evidence that my husband had given it to me good last night.

A small smirk crossed my face at that.

Pulling the covers to cover my upper torso, I turned to see said husband still sleeping away.

I knew it was ridiculous to stare at him sleeping but he looked years younger when he was asleep.

Suddenly, his eyes opened and he smiled lazily at me. "Morning."

"Morning," I whispered, smiling back at him.

Jack grinned before rubbing his face blearily. "What day is it?"

"Zoo day," I replied flatly and Jack groaned as he tossed his head back onto the pillow.

"Do we really have to go today? Why can't we stay in?" My husband complained and kicked his feet against the covers rather childishly.

"It's a trip to the zoo and are you really going to risk the twins being upset just because you were lazy?" I questioned dryly, giving him a skeptical glance.

Jack stared at me with narrowed eyes before sighing as a grudging smile appeared on his handsome face. "You're right. I can never say no to those little faces."

That brought a smile onto my lips as I ran my fingers through his tousled hair. "Of course you can't. They have you wrapped around their fingers."

"Can you blame me?" He grinned widely.

"Nope," I replied distractedly, reaching for my shirt that was left on the beside table to get comfortable in the bed.

"What time is it?" he asked.

"Close to eight, why?" I asked warily, eyeing him carefully as I began to edge closer to the side of the bed and away from him.

Jack offered me a wicked smirk before wriggling his eyebrows in my direction.

My eyes widened before I began shaking my head despite a playful grin creeping onto the corner of my mouth. "No, Jack! We don't have time!" I grabbed the nearest pillow and held it up to fend Jack off as he tried to snatch it away.

"Come on Em, Everly and Finn aren't up yet. And they won't be till like maybe...nine!" He coaxed cheekily and attempted to wrestle the pillow from my grip.

I chewed my lips, thinking his proposal over as my eyes flickered between the bedroom door and my husband. Noting the wolfish smirk on Jack's face, I nodded shyly.

"Okay, but lock the door first," I pointed out and Jack raced to the wooden door and flicked the lock.

* * *

"Oh my god! Look! Dolphins!"

I stared at my husband in amusement as he pointed at the animal in its enclosure with child-like enthusiasm that could rival our children's. Our daughter, Everly was perched onto his shoulders while Finn was grabbing onto my leg, entranced by the graceful movements of the dolphins.

Finn was gazing at the dolphins with awe in his big brown eyes and it made me reach out to stroke his dark hair lovingly.

"Mummy look!" He cried and tugged at my leg insistently as he pointed to the mammal swimming close to the glass separating us from it.

"Yes, darling, I'm looking," I replied before bending down to wrap my arms around his little body.

I could never imagine life without Everly or Finn.

They had been a complete surprise three years ago, just after our one year anniversary when we began discussing adoptions.

They were unexpected but so very welcomed.

"They're ugly," Everly declared, not looking entirely impressed and I could already see traces of my personality in her.

"They are not," Jack protested, swinging her down to his arms so that he could look at her. "Dolphins are graceful and very friendly-"

"I wanna see the lions!" she interrupted and I almost wanted to laugh at the disgruntled expression on Jack's face.

"Em, if anyone ever doubted you to be Everly's mother, I'll tell them to look at that scowl on her face," Jack announced and I couldn't help but make a face at him before swinging Finn into my arms.

"Ha ha ha, you're such a comedian," I replied dryly, stepping away from the dolphin enclosure as Finn was struggling in my arms to dip his hand in the water to touch the mammals.

Jack shrugged before balancing our daughter in his left arm and began pushing the stroller down the path. "I know, I probably should consider it," he muttered under his breath and shot me a wide grin.

I could only arch a brow before turning away from him. "Down! Mummy, down!" Finn cried as he struggled in my arms so that I could let him walk about.

Holding onto his small hand, I was incredibly grateful that the weather was fantastic. It was sunny and cloudy and utterly perfect for a trip to the zoo. Unfortunately, other people seemed to think so and it was rather busy for a weekday.

Already, the number of people who were asking for pictures of my husband surpassed the number of fingers on both my hands.

It annoyed me on how caps and sunglasses did nothing to deter people from finding out who we were. At least, no one dared to ask for photos of the twins. Or perhaps it was the unfriendly look on my face which Jack termed 'The Bitch Face' whenever someone approached us.

Jack, of course, was soaking up the attention and loving it and I could never blame or fault him for it. It was part of him and I wasn't one of those nagging wives that complain and nitpick on everything. But he and I both strongly agreed to never expose our children to any of nonsense called Hollywood.

The thought of my little darlings having the childhood I had did unspeakable things to me. No, I would never allow it. They deserved a happy and normal childhood that involved playing in the park, trips to the Zoo, being scolded for having too much sweets and having proper bedtimes.Sometimes, it still made me feel bitter how I never got that but it reassured me greatly to know that I was doing the right thing when it came to bringing the twins up.

"Em, you alright?" My husband questioned as he looked at me thoughtfully, no doubt noticing the melancholic look on my face.

I blinked and forced a smile. "Yep, I'm good."

He eyed me skeptically, narrowing his eyes at me. "Truly, I am. I'm alright," I insisted before reaching for Everly who looked to be dozing off in Jack's arms and carefully buckled her into the stroller.

Finn on the other hand, was running towards the flock of peacocks nearby and was screaming his head off in delight when the birds scurried away.

At that sight, a genuine smile bloomed on my face. With a rare form of public affection, I intertwined my fingers with Jack's and kissed his cheek tenderly.

From the look of awe on his face, it was worth my distaste of PDA.

* * *

"And the next thing the dragon knew, he had more friends and the princess was a dragon too!" 

Jack exclaimed loudly, causing Finn's eyes to widen in excitement while clutching onto his stuffed dragon.

Honestly, I was wondering where the story was going. From what I know, Jack had totally veered off the story of Sleeping Beauty.

Sometimes, I really applauded Jack's creativity for coming up with these sort of things. God knows that I would have read the book, word by word.

"No! The Princess is not a dragon! She's supposed to fall in love with the Prince!" Everly objected and I frowned as she tried to struggle away.

"Darling, don't move," I instructed as I continued braiding her unruly dark curls. Everly's hair had the tendency to get knotted when she slept and each morning I had to always comb through her thick locks carefully to untangle them.

However, Daniella had shared with me a tip to prevent the tangles by braiding her hair before she went to sleep and so far, it worked.

"Huh," Jack looked stumped before brightening up. "Well, the Prince can be a dragon too! So the Princess can be with the Prince," he offered and Everly pouted. "I don't like it!" she whined.

Sensing the potential storm of tears, I quickly interjected. "Well, it was Finn's turn to choose the story tonight, you can choose tomorrow and Daddy will tell a story on what you like," I placated and she nodded grudgingly.

Jack shot me a relieved look and I tried not to laugh.

"What happened next?" Finn urged.

"Well, all the dragons and the Princess and her Prince who are also dragons, lived the rest of their lives happily. The End."

I resisted rolling my eyes at the ending and managed to. Satisfied with the two neat braids on Everly's head, I quickly tucked her in and pressed a kiss on her forehead before doing the same for Finn.

Turning around, I was met with the lovely and heartwarming sight of Jack stroking their cheeks and brushing away their locks of hair that had fallen into their eyes before murmuring goodnight to them.

That very image sent a thrill down my spine and I wondered for perhaps the millionth time what had I done to deserve someone like Jack in my life.

He was the best husband I could ever ask for, he was amazing with the twins, and some part of me prided myself on choosing such a compatible partner.

If he could put up with my cynicism, stubbornness and serious nature, what else couldn't he not do?

"Well, that wasn't too bad, was it?" He flashed a satisfied grin in my direction as I shut the bedroom door gently.

"No, it was perfect," I replied sincerely.

It was, for everything. 

* * *

A/N: Hello! This was by far my favourite one-shot to write so I hope you guys enjoyed this one loads!