WARNING! If you found this story through an author alert, please note that this installment is rated M for mature content. If you're uncomfortable with depictions of physical intimacy, you have been warned (you can skip the section between the -.x.X.x.- markers, though).

Disclaimer: Code Geass and all its characters belong to Sunrise, Inc.. Roland, however, is patterned after my baby nephew.

Kallen let out a frustrated whimper almost immediately after her release.

Not enough!

Since Roland was weaned out of breastfeeding, this was the second month of her back-to-normal cycle. She hadn't expected to be hit this hard by her changing hormone levels after her pregnancy. It was almost as if she was back in her early teens when puberty hit her like a ton of bricks.

To be fair to her maturity, she managed to rein in her mood swings and not snap at the slightest annoyance, but her more private urges were on a whole different level. Luckily, they usually bother her late at night, and she managed to handle them in the bathroom without bothering Lelouch. Tonight, however, was the worst yet. It was only Roland's bedtime, and she hoped to get it under control before Lelouch came back from the nursery, but even now her whole body was on fire. Finally deciding that another round of touching herself wouldn't help, she wrapped her naked body in her dressing gown and stepped into the balcony, hoping the cool evening air would prove more effective.

Looking up to the evening sky, she tried to shift her thoughts to other things. When she saw three bright streaks of light less than a minute apart, she was reminded of a memorable evening, one that made her present a reality.

"You remembered," came Lelouch's voice from behind her. She turned her head to greet him with a smile, then faced forward again, letting him embrace her from behind.

"I can't believe it's been three years," she mused, leaning into the embrace. She tried not to think about how close his lips had come to her neck's sensitive spot.

"All worth it," he responded, planting a kiss on her temple. She tried her best to hide the disappointed tone in her sigh. "You're here. Roland's here. We're all together." He paused before adding, "Maybe meteor showers grant wishes after all, don't you think?"

She hummed, presumably in thought. Oh God, he's so close! "I dunno."

"Oh?" he responded, amusement in his tone. "What wish of yours was not granted, pray tell?"

I wish you'd ravish me right here, right now! She tried to change the subject to derail that last thought. "How's Roland?"

"Fast asleep." he replied quirking an eyebrow. "You doubt the power of my bedtime voice?"

I want your bedroom voice! This was not working! Giving up, she simply sighed and went back to watching the evening sky, hoping to calm her now-racing heart.

"What do you need, Love," he whispered close to her ear, concern in his tone. Oh, Lelouch, you know me so well! She managed to force down the shudder that threatened to reveal her current state. She was so close to her breaking point. He isn't even trying to seduce me! They had played seduction games in the weeks between their wedding and learning about her pregnancy, awarding points to who made the other make the first move. They always ended up calling a draw, both unable to hold back, eventually. Parenthood had since tamed their desires, where sleeping together meant simply that.

Until now.

"I―," she turned in his embrace, making sure to keep her grip on his arms, lest her already shaky legs would give her away. "I suppose there is one wish I want granted." Understatement of the year, Kallen!

"Name it."

Oh God, I love you so much! she thought when she saw the love and care in his eyes. Nothing at all the like burning need her own eyes were probably showing.

"Kiss me?" she asked girlishly. Lelouch chuckled and obliged.

Lelouch felt her whole body tremble the moment their lips touched. Instinctively, he pulled her torso against him, supporting her. She gave a shuddering breath when they broke the kiss, not opening her eyes for a long while. He knew what it meant; only he was caught off-guard by the intensity of it from just that one kiss.

When Kallen had gathered her wits somewhat, she gave him an embarrassed look before finally having the courage to say, "Actually, Roland hadn't needed the girls for a while now. And, uh," she swallowed. "They've been... lonely... of late."

It was to Lelouch's credit that he managed to ask "Are you sure?" to that blatant invitation. In the next moment, he was glad that he had given the villa's entire staff the weekend off as he watched his wife step back and remove her dressing gown.

Standing naked before him except for the rings he gave her, arms open in invitation, the moonlight causing a line of fluid already along the inner side of one of her legs to glisten, her next words were totally unnecessary.

"Don't make me say it again, my husband."

He swept her up in his arms.

-.x.X.x.-

Even as Lelouch laid Kallen back on their bed, kissing the whole while, he still had his reservations with proceeding. With her delicate pregnancy and her long, difficult labor, he had gained a great respect for Kallen as a woman. A great part of him still desired her as a man, but an equally great part of him as husband and father didn't want her to have to go through all that again. Fatherhood proved an effective distraction, but he would be lying if he denied missing the intimacy they shared as lovers.

However, with every sigh she let out every time he revisited her pleasure centers one by one, he could feel his own repressed need for her awakening with a vengeance.

"Please," she let out breathlessly, and Lelouch immediately shifted his focus to her breasts. She did mention 'the girls', earlier.

Kallen arched her back at his first touch, moaning out her pleasure with the attention her intensely sensitive breasts were finally receiving. Lelouch obliged her whim, with every squirm she made egging him to dominate her. This led him to hold both her wrists in one hand above her head and his legs pinning both of her own, with his free hand and mouth working to drive her mad with pleasure.

Lost in the pleasure of this exquisite torture, Kallen was disappointed though a little relieved when Lelouch gave her a little respite. She felt a little guilty when she noticed the reason for it; it was only now that he was removing his clothes.

When he removed his dressing gown and pajama top, she sat up to kiss him, and gently guided him to lie down and let her return the favor. She removed his pajama bottom and boxers in one pull. She then kissed her way back up his legs, before trapping him between her breasts, still slick with his saliva.

Oh God, Kallen! His fantasies of this moment finally realized after so long threatened to make him finish though they barely got started. He moaned, gritting his teeth to keep control. Luckily he was still attuned to his body enough to breathe in a way that would delay his release.

However,

He sat up to recapture her lips, letting his tongue trace her mouth in the way he knew would make her pliant to his touches. As he wanted, she fell back to let him do with her as he wanted. He spread her legs to focus on the source of the nectar that captured his attention when she disrobed. Intoxicated with her scent, he lightly kissed her nether lips in veneration before drinking in earnest from this fount.

Kallen grasped at the sheets on either side of her head, her breath hitching in pleasure the way only Lelouch could give her. One hand flew to her mouth when his hands once again paid attention to her breasts, muffling a cry that could have echoed throughout the empty villa. The hand on her mouth was joined later by its mate when Lelouch's ministrations drove her over the edge, falling to her sides afterward while she struggled to catch her breath.

Still tingling with her release, Lelouch lifted her to put her back on the pillows. Caressing his face to signal that she was comfortable, she then wrapped her arms and legs around him in welcome.

Lelouch, having known her intimately well, easily found his way to her entrance. He kissed her once he was inside her, the same way he did that was usually followed by "I'm home."

"Welcome home," she would reply; lovingly, every time.

They forewent the many techniques they had learned early in their marriage, and focused instead on re-acquaint themselves with their other halves. Re-learning how to move as one, breathe as one, whispering each other's name until their hearts beat as one.

Completing their experience as one.

-.x.X.x.-

The little prince laid awake, watching through his nursery's window the lights that zipped through the sky. He was supposed to be asleep, but he had a feeling something important would happen.

Soon enough, he giggled when an especially bright one flared in a reddish-orange flash.

He had a feeling he would be getting a special present soon.

-.o.O.o.-

With Kallen asleep in blissful exhaustion beside him, Lelouch fought down the anxiety that threatened to surface in him. When they climaxed, he could swear he felt a tingle in his left eye. It wasn't as bad as when he accidentally used his geass on Euphie, but similar enough to evoke the memory.

A quick look at the vanity's mirror across from Kallen confirmed that his geass hadn't reactivated. He let his head fall back onto the pillow in relief. Silently he prayed to whatever diety that would listen that his fear was unfounded.

After all, with the events he had been monitoring, geass was a complication he'd rather not handle.

A/N:

Whew! I didn't think I could bring myself to expand this one.

Okay, this is set during their "us three" weekend. The installment where Roland finally said 'Mama' was supposed to end with the three of them in bed, with Kallen suspecting she was pregnant again and revealing this to Lelouch.

I'm still stuck with writing Roland's birth. Although, when I do finlly finish it, it will be my last update in a long while.

Anyway, hoping for feedback from you guys and gals! :)