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forever-rogue · 10 months

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ou i have an idea for javi x dulzura! 5 kids is definitely a recipe for disaster and what if they're trying to get in some action and spicy time but every time the kids just c0**bl0** them every time they try and it's just super chaotic and sprinkled throughout the day 👀 bonus if they manage to do something to get away with it the whole weekend;)

AN | Say no more! This is basically smut with our faves and minimal plot but some humor! 18+ only! Can be read as a stand alone or part of the ‘verse! ❤️

Pairing | Javier x Fem!Reader

Warnings | Language, Smut [oral - m/f receiving, unprotected piv],

Word Count | 3.8k

Masterlist | Main, Javier, A Good Man ‘Verse

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“Javi,” you whispered his name softly as you snuggled up to him, gently brushing your knuckles across his cheek. His grip around you tightened as he made a small sound, “baby. I know you’re awake.”

“Five more minutes,” he huffed softly, causing you to giggle at him, “I’m an old man, I need my sleep.”

“Javier,” that caught his attention and made him peek an eye open at you, “we have five children, that I love very much, but still. They are all asleep and it is the weekend so we don’t have to get up. It has been almost two weeks since we’ve had sex. Do the math.”

“Oh,” that captured his attention and caused him to fully wake up, “oh.”

“I’m not pressuring you into anything, obviously, if you don’t want to just say so-”

“Not a chance,” he was already sitting up and pulled you into his lap. The sudden shift caused you to beam at him as his large hands settled on your waist, “would never pass up an opportunity with you, Dulzura.”

“Me neither,” you leaned in and kissed him, morning breath be damned, “‘ve missed you, amor.”

“Me too,” he agreed, biting down a moan as you rocked yourself along his hardness, “you’re so good to me.”

“Mhmm,” a small gasp of surprise escaped your lips as he kissed along the column of your throat and collarbones, “Javier, please.”

You felt like you were about to explode as you searched for any sort of friction or release that you could get from grinding on his lips. He started reaching for the waistband of your sleep shorts, “need to be inside you.”

But before you could go any further, you heard the knob of the door twist. The two of you looked at each other in surprise and annoyance as you slid off Javi and laid down next to him, trying to act as natural as possible. You should have locked the door.

The door creak opened in and walked a very sleepy looking Diego, wiping at his eyes and holding onto his stuffed puppy.

"I had a nightmare," he sounded so upset that it was impossible to be mad at him, "can I stay with you?"

Javi looked at you as you nodded softly. He held out his arms and motioned for him to come closer, "come on, mijo."

He scrambled over to Javi, who easily picked him and settled him in between the two of you. He offered you a sheepish look, clearly worried about having disturbed you. You kissed his forehead before snuggling with him, "its okay, my love. We've got you."

It wasn't long before he was out again, leaving you and Javi lying awake and very frustrated.

"We should have locked the door."

"We should have started sooner."

"Soon," you told him, and nodded through a grimace. You could still feel the desire in your bones, "very soon."

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"Dulzura," Javi practically sprang through the door as he sang your name. You were just coming out of the bathroom and looked at your watch in surprise. He was so supposed to be for another hour and a half.

"Javi?" You raised an eyebrow, "why are you home?"

"I canceled my last class," he admitted sheepishly, "figured I could use the break as well as the students."

"Oh?" You couldn't deny the fact that you were happy to have him home, "and the kids?"

"With Pops for another two hours," he grinned, "I didn't tell him I left early so I'll swing by later to get them."

"Javier Peña," you sighed contentedly as he pulled in for a hug before kissing you softly, "you are an evil genius."

"Want me to go?" He teased as you shook your head fervently, "I can go until the time I normally come back-"

"Don't you dare!" You almost jumped into his arms as he kissed you fiercely. The desire was obvious for both of you; one of the many things you loved about Javier was that the two of you never lost that spark.

"God, I've missed this," you laughed as he picked you up and carried you to the kitchen. You were wrapped around him like a koala, peppering every bit of him in kisses. He set you down on the counter, and stepped between your legs, "I've missed you."

"I missed you too," you reached for his tie and pulled him back to your lips. You could feel him smiling against your lips as you worked on loosening his tie and undoing the top buttons of his shirt, "amor."

"Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?" His hands worked their way under your shirt, tracing over your soft skin.

"I think in the eleven years we've been together you might have mentioned it once or twice," you teased. Javier pretty much mentioned it once a day, even when you insisted it wasn't true, "but hearing it from you is just as special every time."

"Well it's true," he kissed along your jaw as you practically melted into him, "the most beautiful girl, the most wonderful mother, and the best friend."

"You just had to go and make this romantic," you blinked back the tears that had welled up, "this was supposed to be an illicit affair."

"Is that what you want?" He laughed softly, brushing your hair out of your face.

"No," you took his face in your hands and studied him gently, "I love the romance. I love you being all soft. You're my best friend too, Javier. You're my everything."

"Baby, I-"

A sharp knock came at the door, causing you to pull apart. With a groan you slid off the counter and walked to the door, ready to tell off whoever it was.

"How can I-"

"Mama!" Thea immediately bounced up the step and hugged onto your leg.

"Hi baby," you smiled at her before looking up and finding Chucho standing there, flocked by the rest of the kids, "Pop? What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry, mija," to he fair he did have an apologetic expression on his face. The kids started running inside, with the exception of Bella who was in his arms, "they really wanted you. Especially the baby."

"Oh," you tried to contain your heavy sigh as you took Bella into your arms, "its alright. They tend to get there way sometimes, don't they? But that's okay, huh Bella?"

"Is Javier home?" He looked at his son's car in the driveway as you grimaced, "I thought he had a late class today?"

"Class was canceled," you confessed as your face flushed with warmth, "he came home early. He was going to get the kids soon, but was just…taking a break."

He raised his eyebrows before humming in understanding as he gave your shoulder a gentle squeeze. You turned to walk back inside, motioning for him to follow, “are you sure?”

“Of course,” you promised, “come on, stay for dinner.”

When you made it back inside you found a very surprised Javi surrounded by his children. You caught his eye and shrugged lightly. He repeated the gesture before mouthing at you, soon.

“Soon,” you whispered in response, “hey kiddos, who wants to help with dinner?”

The small brood cheered in response - they loved getting to help whenever they could. You were pretty sure that they loved getting bits of food as it was all being put together…but they also just loved hanging around with the two of you.

You walked back over to Javi and pressed a kiss to his cheek, “I love you, Javi.”

“I love you too, Dulzura.”

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“Javier?” you poked your head out of the bathroom and looked towards his office, “can you come and help me with something?”

It was only a few minutes before you heard his footsteps coming down the hall. There was a look of concern on his face but you simply grabbed his hand and pulled himself in, closing and locking the door behind you.

“What’s wrong - oh,” he got the idea immediately as you leaned up and kissed him, snaking your arms around his waist as you pulled him close.

“I think we’ve got about ten, fifteen if we’re lucky, minutes before one of the kids needs us,” you reached for the waistband of his jeans, quickly undoing the button and pulling down the zipper, “whaddaya say?”

“Turn around, “ he effortlessly flipped you around so you had to brace yourself on the counter. You looked in the mirror and caught his eye; both of you looked frantic and wild that it was almost laughable. You exchanged a sweet smile before he rucked up your dress around your waist. There was definitely a reason you wore that particular dress today, “you had this planned, didn’t you? Little minx.”

“Maybe,” you sang innocently as he pulled down your underwear before pulling down his jeans and boxers, “it’s been too long, Javi.”

“Trust me, I know,” one of his hands settled on your waist as he finally touched you with the other, dragging a finger through your wetness. You could barely contain your moan as the feeling, so desperate and needy for him, “so wet already. All for me?”

“Always,” you promised, backing into him so he’d get the idea and hurry up. You weren’t going to be interrupted for a third time in one week, “please, need you.”

“I’ve got you,” he kissed your bare shoulder before taking himself in his hand and stroking himself a few times. He lined himself up at your entrance before slowly pushing in, not stopping until he bottomed out. You both made small sounds somewhere between relief and ecstasy as you took a moment to adjust to his size, “you feel so good, so perfect.”

“I’m aware,” you couldn’t help but tease him, “that’s how we got five kids. You fill me so well, Javi. Feel so good.”

“Baby,” he groaned softly, biting the inside of his cheek to keep from completely losing it. It had been two-weeks too long since he'd been buried in you. He loved taking the time to be patient and gentle with you, and would spend hours making you come apart, but he knew that today was not the day. He pulled out before quickly thrusting back in, setting a hard and brutal pace, "baby, baby, baby."

You held onto the counter in order to keep yourself steady, doing everything in your power to keep from being too loud. You were pretty sure that you might die if you were interrupted once again.

"Fuck," you looked up and studied the blissed out look on your face combined with the concentrated and enamored expression on his face. You leaned into him and reached behind you, touching his face gently, “more please.”

“So polite,” you could hear the amusement in his face as he gripped your hips tighter. You just knew that you would be sporting bruises in the shape of his fingerprints tomorrow, but you had no problem with that at all, “good girl.”

Now that caused you to practically melt; you were definitely a sucker for his praise. You felt his hand going around to your front as he touched your clit, rubbing it gently as your legs started to shake. You were already coming apart, but you could tell Javier was right behind you; it had been too long for the both of you.

“I’m close,” you managed to get out in between breaths, “Javi.”

“Me too, baby,” he grunted, slamming into you a few more times, and mesmerized by the way your ass jiggled so perfectly as he fucked you, “where do you want it?”

“You know where,” you managed to laugh softly, “inside.”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” was all that reached your ears as he thrust into you a few more times before reaching his peak and filling you up. It didn’t take long for you to catch up and you made the sweetest sounds for him. Your legs were shaky and if he hadn’t been holding you up, you would have fallen to the floor, “I’ve got you, baby.”

“I know,” you grinned at him, eyes lusty and hazy as you looked back at him, “that was good.”

“Very good,” he agreed, slowly pulling out of you, to which you made a small sound of protest. He pulled your panties back up and fixed your dress before turning around kissing you, “let’s never wait that long again.”

“Agreed,” you put your hands on his shoulders and gently kissed him. Leaning in, you whispered in his ear, “and I like knowing you’re inside of me.”

“You’re killing me,” he growled lightly before pulling his pants back on, “this was a good idea.”

“I had to figure out some way for us to get alone time,” you admitted sheepishly, “it can be our little secret.”

“I think-”

Before either of you could say or do anything else, you heard a few soft cries coming from down the hall. You inhaled deeply and slowly let it out, “I guess that’s our cue that adult alone time is over.”

“I’ll go and get Bella,” he insisted, “you take a few moments for yourself, Mama. I love you, Dulzura.”

“I love you, Javier.”

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"Get in the bed," Javier darted into the bedroom and closed the door behind him, catching you completely off guard. You looked up from where you were sitting at your vanity and raised an eyebrow, "kids are asleep and I think we've got half an hour to an hour before the baby wakes up."

"I like where this is going, Professor," you put on the last of your nightly skin care in a hurry before moving over to the bed, "did you lock the door?"

"One step ahead of you," he came over as you sat against the headboard and waited for his next move, "spread your legs."

"Pardon?" The demand caught you so off guard, "Javi?"

"You heard me," he grabbed your ankles and slowly spread them apart, "want to taste you. It's been too long since I've gotten to eat that sweet pussy."

"Oh, you don't-"

"Dulzura, you should be well aware by now that it's never a chore," he trailed his fingers softly along your calf, "I want to do this."

"Okay," your eyes widened in pleasant surprise as you nodded happily, "please."

His hips turned up into a sinfully wicked smile as he took a moment to kiss you. Before you could say anything else, he trailed his lips down your body, settling himself between your legs. A pleasant shiver of anticipation ran up your spine at the sensation.

His large hands gripped your thighs as he pressed gentle kisses to the soft skin, slowly working his way to your heat. He tutted before quickly looping his fingers through the waistband of your panties and tugged them off and tossing them to the side.

"There we go," he hummed, quickly diving in and licking a stripe through your wet folds. Your back arched at the feeling; you could feel him smirking against you as he worked your sensitive clit, "good girl."

“Y-y-you’re not playing fair,” you barely managed to get the words out as the pleasure started to course through your veins. Javier always ate you out like a man starving, like you were the only meal he ever needed, “o-oh - right there.”

“It’s not about playing fair,” he paused for a moment as you reached down and pressed him to your core, running your fingers through his hair, “it’s about making you cum all over my face.”

“Fuck,” you closed your eyes for a moment as the blissful haze started taking over you, “so good.”

He hemmed against you as he pushed two of his thick fingers into you, crooking them just right and hit that spot that made you see stars. Between him sucking on your clit and using his fingers, you were close to the edge almost immediately. It probably didn’t help that you’d been aching for his touch for some time now.

“You’re close, aren’t you?” there was a teasing lilt to his voice as you whimpered at him, “that’s right, good girl. Cum for me.”

“Javi,” that delicious warmth bloomed and blossomed through your entire body as you arched into his touch and and your toes curled. Your sweet sounds were like music to his ears and he worked you through the entire thing, only stopping when you were overstimulated and trying to push him away, “you’re amazing.”

“I’ve heard that a time or two,” he smirked as you laughed at him. He kissed up your body before leaning down to kiss as you tried to catch your breath and come down from the blissful orgasm he'd just given you. You looped your arms around his neck and gently rolled him over so you were straddling him.

"My turn," you rolled your hips against his painfully hard erection, causing him to hiss, "hmm, amor?"

"You're killing-"

"Mama!" You heard some screeches from outside the door, followed by fervent knocking, "papa! Santi's being mean!"

"Your kids," you groaned, pressing your forehead against his. His expression was nothing short of pained, "I'll get them. You, umm…yeah."

"I'll be in the shower," he sighed softly. You opened your mouth to protest but he shook his head gently, "its okay, Dulzura. I mean it."

"I'll get you back soon," you promised. You dropped your voice and leaned in to whisper in his ear, "I'll let you do whatever you want, Javier."

"Baby-"

"Mama!"

"Soon, amor. Promise."

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You kept looking at your watch as you waited for Javier to walk into the garage. Almost like clockwork he arrived home from Chucho's, where he'd been helping on the ranch.

You dropped the laundry back into the dryer and bounced over to him. Not even a moment was wasted as you threw your arms around him and kissed him sweetly.

"What are you up to?" He knew you way too well, "not that I don't love this welcome."

"The kids are playing over at the neighbors and the baby is down for a nap," you were breathless with excitement. You reached for his belt and tugged him a little closer, "that means it's my turn to get you back."

"You don't have to-"

"I want to," you insisted, "please let me take care of you."

"I don't know how I could-" he cut himself off with a low groan as you popped the button on his jeans and hastily pulled the zippers, "say no to that."

"You don't," your smile was the picture of innocence as you sank down to your knees. But before you did, Javier took a moment to grab a few towels out of the laundry basket and put them under you so you wouldn't be too uncomfortable, "my clean towels?"

"Rather than your poor knees," he watched with eager eyes as you pulled his jeans down and boxers down, "I'll do the laundry later and get you all the new towels you could want."

"You make domestic things so sexy," you winked at your husband before spitting on your palm and taking him in your hand. His pretty brown eyes closed as you slowly stroked him, "don't be shy, Javi. Let it out."

"Fuck me," he sighed through gritted teeth as you slowly licked up his shaft. You stopped at the head of his cock, swiping up the beads of precum and licking them off your finger, "baby, you're killing me here."

"I don't want that," you leaned in and pressed kisses to his hips, stopping just shy of where he was aching with need, "I want to make you feel good."

You quickly took him in your mouth, using one hand to stroke what couldn't fit in your mouth. Javier gripped onto the edge of the washer as he cursed quietly under his breath. His other hand was in your hair and you could tell that he was trying to control himself.

You pulled off him for a moment, a string of spit connecting you to his cock. The way you looked up at him was enough to make his mind reel; flushed face, swollen lips, and bedroom eyes.

"Don't hold back, amor," you whispered, "fuck my mouth."

"I don't want to hurt you," he gently stroked your cheek as you shook your head.

"You won't," you insisted, "please?"

He searched your eyes for a moment to make sure you were positive. You opened your mouth and he took the hint, guiding his thick cock into your mouth. A loud, unabashed moan escaped him as he pushed in until you had him entirely in your mouth.

You hummed around him as he gathered your hair in his fist. He thrust in slowly at first, but soon lost the last bits of restraint. He fucked into your mouth, a slew of curses left him as you put a hand on his hip to keep your balance.

"Always take me so well," his praise might have been one of your favorite things in the world, "so good to me."

It didn't take long for him to get close to cumming. It had been a while since you'd had the chance to blow him, and he'd forgotten how much he missed this.

His thrusts soon grew messy as you felt him start to twitch in your mouth. His head lulled back as he moaned loudly, "gonna cum and you're gonna swallow, yeah?"

You did your best to nod as you caught his eye. He thrust a few more times before you felt him spill in your mouth and down your throat.

You swallowed it all before showing him your empty mouth and licked him clean.

"Dulzura, fuck," he took your hands in his and gently helped you to your feet. He grabbed a clean washcloth and wiped the tears that had run down your cheeks and your mouth, "almost gave me a heart attack."

"Good," you quickly kissed him, sighing softly as he ran a hand through your hair and lightly scratched at your scalp, "love you, Javi."

"Yeah, I can see that," he kissed your forehead, "I love you, Dulzura."

And then - you heard the soft cries through the baby monitor. The two of you exchanged a look before laughing.

"I'll go and get her," he pulled up his boxers and pants, "and I'll be back for you."

"Promise?"

"Always," he confirmed as you beamed at him, "always Dulzura."

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forever-rogue · 11 months

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Javi and Dulzura taking the kids grocery shopping and Dulzura leaves Javi with the kids(maybe she takes the youngest with her in like a baby carrier cause that’s just cute) because she forgot something a couple isles over and someone tried flirting with Javi cause they’re thinking “oh hot single dad” but Dulzura shows up just in time and is like nope.

AN | Oh yeah, but no. No one messes with Javi when Dulzura is around! Can be read as a stand alone or part of the ‘verse! ❤️

Pairing | Javier x Fem!Reader

Warnings | Language

Word Count | 2.7k

Masterlist | Main, Javier, A Good Man ‘Verse

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“Javier!” you sighed as you looked through the fridge for a third time before turning back to the pantry and finding that it was just as empty as the fridge. This was definitely not good.

“What’s wrong, Dulzura?” he made his way into the kitchen, a smile on his face as he found you standing there with your hands on your hips, “I didn’t do it.”

“Oh? You don’t eat in this house anymore?” you snorted in amusement as you motioned for him to come closer. He raised an eyebrow as he came over and gave you a kiss, “we’re running dangerously low on groceries.”

“Uh oh,” he took a quick look through everything before groaning slightly, “we’re going to have to go to the store.”

“We have to go to the store,” you confirmed as a few shrieks of joy reached you from the living room, “and I think we’re going to have to take the gaggle with us.”

“The gaggle?” he couldn’t help but laugh as you nodded seriously.

“They’re like baby geese honking and running all over the place,” despite your best efforts you weren’t able to keep the smile off your face, “therefore they are our little gaggle of geese. And you’re Father Goose.”

“Does that make you Mother Goose?” he put a hand on your waist and pulled closer to his body, before wrapping you up in a tight hug.

“Nope,” you could feel him smiling against your lips, “I’m Queen Goose, and you’re all my loyal subjects.”

“And I would never dare to cross you,” he promised, taking a moment to kiss you properly, “do you think we’ll survive?”

“I can put Bella in her carrier and the others will be okay,” the two of you grimaced for a moment. It wasn’t that you didn’t love your children - you absolutely did, more than anything - but they were a lot. A whole lot, “they’re good kids. They’ll listen…they’ve been good before.”

“And we can incentivize with ice cream,” he suggested as you nodded.

“Like that was a question,” you grinned, “whatever it takes.”

“When should we go?”

“We’re going to have to feed them soon,” you playfully sighed, “unless you’ve got something else that you need to do first?”

“Never,” he pressed a kiss to the side of your head and that made you smile softly. He was always so tender and gentle with you, even after all these years, “you and the gaggle are always my number one priority.”

“Oh cielito,” you beamed at him, making his knees weak, “I love you so much.”

“I love you,” he promised, “now, let’s get everyone rounded up and get going. I have a feeling this is going to be quite an adventure.”

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“Alright,” you and Javier jumped out of the car to quickly go over the game plan for grocery shopping. When you had a family of seven, planning was a must. It gave you some pause for a moment as you took in the scene in front of you. A large SUV filled with children and a hot husband that were all yours. You’d never imagined that this would be your life, even when you’d first started your relationship with Javier this was never anything you’d imagined. But you wouldn’t change a thing either.

“You have your list?” you asked as he pulled the paper with the groceries he was going to procure out of his pocket. You mirrored him and held up your list, “okay, I’ll start with the kids, and then we’ll meet in the middle and swap.”

“And you’re okay with taking Bella?”

“Yup - she’ll be strapped to my chest so she’s not going anymore,” you were very proud of your little plan, “but she’s also eight months old so she's not really going anywhere either way. You can get her next time.”

“Sounds like a deal, Dulzura,” he put his hand on your face and brushed his thumb over cheek, “you ready?”

“Ready as I’ll ever be,” you could hear the small giggles from inside the car. That alone made your heart soft, “let’s get this done so we can all get some ice cream.”

“Now that sounds perfect,” he opened the back door so the two of you could start getting the kids out. Lucia hopped out, along with Diego who was much more tactful than his older sister. They clambered over to Javi as you took Bella out of her car seat and into the carrier you had on your chest. She cooed happily as you got her settled before you each grabbed out one of the twins.

“Oh my little loves,” you grinned at them, trying to hold back your internal squeals. As they stood by Javi, you could see just how much they all seemed to take after him with their dark hair and soft eyes and bright smiles. You liked to joke that you did all the hard work with carrying them and birthing them and they betrayed you by taking after their father. Except for Bella who definitely took more after you. But you loved them all beyond words, “we are going to go grocery shopping so we can have food at home - and if you’re all good, we can go get ice cream afterwards and go to the park. What do you guys think?”

You were met with little cheers and bright smiles; alright - you had them reeled in.

“You’re going to go with your mamá,” Javier affectionately ruffled Lucia’s curls and then later on you’ll come with me. Si?”

“Si papá,” Lucia and Diego chirped happily as the twins nodded.

“Inside voices please and stay close, okay? And remember your manners,” you gave Javi a look and he silently responded. The two of you didn’t even have to verbalize conversations anymore, you were so in sync, “okay, let’s go then kiddos! And no running either, por favor!”

“Good luck, Dulzura,” Javi punctuated his statement with a kiss as you both grabbed shopping carts, “if you want to trade off early, just say the word.”

“You’re a good man, amor,” you whispered, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” and he gave your bum a small pinch which made your eyes widen as you tried to quiet your giggles, “and that never gets old.”

“Javier.”

“See you soon,” with that, he took off towards the other end of the store to start on his list.

You shook your head with a fond smile as Bella babbled away, “your father is impossible, I swear. But luckily for all of you, you’re all so cute!”

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Your children were definitely small agents of chaos, but you had to admit that they definitely listened and listened well when asked to. One would think that Javier, former DEA agent Javier, would have been the more strict parent, but if anything, it was definitely you. Luckily, there weren’t many times you had to pull out the strict mom card too often.

"Mamá?" Diego was at your side as his sisters and brother were up ahead, excitedly looking at all the bright packaging on the shelves.

"Yes, my love?" You reached down and touched his little cheek, "everything alright?"

"Mhmm," he grabbed your hand with his much smaller one, "can we get cookies?"

"Cookies?" You playfully scoffed at him as he grinned at you shyly, "you want cookies?"

"Yes please," there came your favorite little gap toothed grin, "I like the oreos! Abuelo likes them too."

"Well I can't say no to you and abuelo," you put a hand on your heart, "we can get some cookies, but you have to share with everyone."

"Even with Bella?"

"Maybe not Bella," the baby in question was already asleep again, "but your other sisters and brother and papá."

"Okay," he nodded eagerly as he padded up ahead to where he could see the telltale blue packaging.

At the end of the aisle you saw Javier pop up and you felt yourself relaxing. He leaned against the cart and offered you a cheeky little wink accompanied by a wave. You stuck your tongue out in response as he shook his head fondly.

"Doing alright?" He asked when you made your way down the aisle.

"Not a single hair on their heads harmed, no missing kids, and no meltdowns," you grinned as the kids all studied the different types of oreos that were available, "I promised your son some oreos. Made a sucker right out of me."

"My son?"

"Yes," you confirmed fervently, "when he makes a sucker out of me, he's your son. Other times I will take half credit for him."

"What about the others?"

"They can be ours. But they're on thin ice!"

"You, Dulzura, are something else," he whispered before stealing a kiss. Lucia had gotten to the age where she called you both out for any sort of PDA. Diego was out at any age where he naturally agreed with his older sister. The twins were still young enough to be unbothered, "my turn?"

"Yes Daddy," you teased as his eyebrows shot up in amusement. It was your turn to wink at him as you herded the kids over to him, "all yours!"

"Two can play that game baby," you shrugged innocently, "I'll see you at the registers."

"See you soon!"

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You were walking the rest of your half of the grocery store in peace, enjoying a few quiet moments to yourself. They were far and few in between - no complaints on your part - but nice when you got them. Bella remained sleepy, drifting in and out of a little nap, but that didn't stop you from speaking quietly to her. She was such a happy baby and so calm and sweet; she was more like Diego than her sisters and other brother. They were all unique in their own special ways.

"Alright mija," you grabbed the last of your fresh produce and set it in the cart, crossing the items off your list. You were finished now and even earlier than anticipated, "let's go see if papá needs help."

You made your way to the other end of the store, grabbing a few things that looked good on the way - going shopping when hungry was never a good idea.

You spotted Thea from around the corner and attempted to follow her to Javier when you heard him speaking to someone. It definitely wasn't one of the kids, so you wondered if it was someone you knew.

"Look at those curls," the voice was high pitched and screeching, causing you to cringe. This was definitely not someone you knew, "what beautiful children!"

"Thanks, I-"

"They're all so precious," well then, this was interesting if nothing else. You could just imagine Javier's face, "they look like you. What are their names?"

"I, ugh, ma'am-"

"I'm Lucia," you were giggling now, listening to your daughter speak up, "that's my sister Thea, that's Diego, and that's Santiago but we all call him Santi. We have a baby sister too, her name's Bella."

"You are just sweet as pie," you edged towards the end of the aisle to peek around, "and your daddy is just as sweet…and handsome!"

"Umm…"

"And to think, you're raising them on your own!" okay, now you were getting annoyed. She looked exactly like you imagined, box blonde with over the top makeup, too much plastic surgery and an outrageous outfit. And she had the audacity to flirt with your husband in front of your children! You looked at his hand and he was definitely wearing his wedding band, "you know there's something so attractive about a single father."

"I'm not-"

"I can't even imagine everything you have to go through," she put her manicured hand over her heart, "you know if you ever need anything-"

"Hello, my love!" You slapped on the biggest grin you could manage as you sauntered over to him. Relief flooded his features as soon as he saw, along with the heart eyes he always seemed to watch you, “I was looking for you! We got separated.”

“H-hey baby,” he sounded so thankful that it caused you to shoot him a quick wink, “glad you found us.”

“Me too,” you walked over and gave him a big kiss, careful not to squish the baby, “I hate being separated from you, even if its just for a few minutes. Oh, hello. And you are?”

“Millie,” her entire face fell as she looked you over. You could tell she wasn’t expecting a wife, let alone you, “y-you’re-”

“I’m his wife,” you confirmed with a sticky sweet smile, “and the mother of all of his children.”

“O-oh, I didn’t mean to…imply anything,” but yeah, you weren’t buying that for a moment.

“Oh? Well, he’s wearing a wedding ring and clearly not interested,” you were enjoying this a little too much, “but thank you for your comments on my children. They are very adorable and sweet. But we can handle them on our own, sweetie. Is there anything else I can help you with?”

“No,” and with that, she turned the corner and you could hear her high heels shuffling away. You let out a heavy sigh before turning back to face Javier. You weren’t quite sure what reaction you were supposed to be expecting, but it wasn’t the smug, proud expression he wore.

“What was that?” he asked, as he watched the kids look at everything on shelves. He took a step closer to you and put a hand on your hip and gave it a gentle squeeze, “Dulzura.”

“It wasn’t anything,” you replied simply with a shrug, “I was just making sure she knows who you belong to. And to stay away from my children.”

“You’re always sexy, you know that,” he whispered close to your ear, “you’re even sexier when you’re jealous.”

“I wasn’t jealous,” you put your hand on his cheek and patted it playfully, “there’s nothing to be jealous of. You’re mine and everyone knows that. You know that.”

“I do,” he promised, “I am yours. I’ve always been yours, from the day we met.”

“Hmmm,” you mused as you pressed a kiss to his lips, “good man, Javier. I’m yours too, you know.”

“I know,” he growled as you smiled.

“Glad we’re on the same page,” you grinned, “if I ever see another woman try to make a move on you, I won’t be as nice. She caught me on a good day.”

“I doubt that’ll happen again-”

“I doubt that,” you insisted, “you’re fine as hell, Javier. Just because you refuse to see it, doesn’t mean it’s not true. You really don’t notice how all these women look at you, do you?”

“Nope,” he looked so proud of him, “because I’ve only got eyes for one woman.”

“You always know exactly what to say,” you sighed wistfully as you looked him over, “I am going to take care of you tonight, amor. Let me show you how much I love you.”

“Baby,” he groaned slightly at your insinuation, “I want to-”

“Papá!” Lucia waved at him from down the aisle, “come here!”

You laughed softly as he closed his eyes and let out a small groan. You gave him a quick kiss before nudging him towards his daughter.

“This isn’t finished,” he whispered to you as raised an eyebrow, “I mean it, Dulzura.”

“I’m counting on that, cielito.”

“Papá! Hurry!”

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