cravings

pregnant

Robert was shaken awake quite harshly one night.

“babyyy…” Andy hushed, innocent voice betrayed the sheer force she had used to disturb him only moments prior. “I’m hungry.”

He cracked open one eye and glanced down at her. She was clutching his arm, snuggled as close to him as possible. Her warm chocolate eyes were wide and pleading.

“What would you have me do about that at,” he leaned over and checked the clock on the bedside table, “three in the morning, love?”

“Go down to the kitchens and fetch me some cold pizza?” he didn’t move. She pressed her lips to his cheek, then nuzzled his ear with her nose before whispering, “Please?”

It was hard to say no to that. Robert extricated himself from her grip, wondering why in the world Andy would want cold pizza at such an hour.

By the time he returned with her request, she was fast asleep.

 

Robert got an explanation for her strange request a few days later, when Andy found him during one of his work out sessions in the gym room. Moments later, Andy entered, flanked by Corina and Maya.

Corina and Maya stayed by the door while Andy made her way over to where Robert stood, toweling off the sweat that had accumulated on his forehead and shoulders. As she approached, he noted her red-rimmed eyes and slightly puffy cheeks and wrinkled his brow in concern.

“Andy? What is it? What’s wrong?” He said, dropping the towel to the bench beside him.

She shook her head, smiling, eyes glistening with more tears. “Nothing. Nothing’s ever been more right.”

He cocked his head to the side, confused.

“Remember when I woke you the other night for pizza?” he nodded. “I may have a better explanation for my behavior now.” He still wasn’t following. She took his hand and placed it on her abdomen, and he snapped to awareness.

“You’re… you’re pregnant?” He said, voice riddled with disbelief. She bit her lip and nodded, then shrieked as he picked her up by the waist and spun her around joyfully.

“You’re pregnant!” He cried, bringing her face up to his own for a kiss. When he pulled away, he noticed that his own eyes were burning and his  face was wet with his own tears.

“I never thought… never thought I’d get to be a father.” He said, burying his face in the hair atop her head. She smelled like home.

“Well, I never thought I wanted to be a mother,  but I'm so glad I'm getting to have your baby, our baby.” Andy said into his chest, wrapping her arms around his waist, pulling him closer to herself and their child.

“Robert.”

“Mmmph.” The sexy firefighter threw an arm over his face and turned away.

“baby.”

“Yes, my love?” He says, clearly trying to be more cheerful for his pregnant wife in the face of being awoken in the middle of the night.

“Cookies?”

“Shall I just bring up the whole kitchen for you to save time?” He joked, eyes still closed. After she didn’t respond, he heard sniffles. He’d upset her, and that surely got him awake.

“I-I-I’m s-sorry, Robert …” She blubbered. “You were sleeping and you looked so beautiful and peaceful and perfect and I was just so hungry I-I-I-”

He sat up, pulling her into his chest. “No, no, Andy. I was joking, it’s quite alright.” He tilted his chin upward to press a kiss to her nose. “I’ll grab some cookies for you, love. I’ll be right back."

Her eyes brightened as if she hadn’t been crying at all.

“Thank you!”

And as always, when he returned with her snack, she was fast asleep. He left them on her bedside table, though, from her craving track record, he doubted she’d want the same snack twice.

“Robert.”

“Hmm?”

“Wake up.”

“What do you have a taste for now, my love?” She nuzzled into his chest, pressing kisses to the bare skin there.

“You.”

He was now extremely aware of her hand, trailing down below the waistband of his pants.

“Oh, you know it’s difficult for me to  refuse a proposition like tha-at,” he said, just as she reached his member, wrapping her fingers around it and tracing its ridged length, “but can we perhaps wait until the morning?”

“No.” And he could tell from her tone that her word on this matter was law.

He pulled her in for a lazy kiss, murmuring, “As… you… wish…” in between every press of his lips to hers. His hand strayed low, caressing her expanded belly before snaking down lower.

Hitching up the hem of her nightgown to find that she hadn’t chose  to wear undergarments to bed that night. Little minx.

He took care to focus on her lower half. Though her breasts had become larger in preparation for the baby which made him want to play with them all the time, he needed to be careful because they were extremely sensitive lately.

She released his cock and he laid her back gently, kneeling over her and taking care not to jostle her belly.

He trailed kisses from her jawline, peppering gently through the valley of her breasts, still clothed, and then paused at her bump. He lifted the nightgown up over it and pressed gentle, adoring kisses to the very place where the child – his child, their child – grew before continuing lower and finally settling at the apex of her thighs.

“Mm, Robert, yes,” she groaned when his tongue flicked out at her nub. He suckled her clit and pressed inside her with two long finger, curling it toward him in that way he knew she liked,  continuing until she found her release, after she rode out her high.

He propped up on his arms to look at her to find her eyes were closed, her mouth hung open, and she produced the sound of a tiny snore. She had fallen asleep yet again as he fulfilled another of her cravings.
 
And Robert had a craving of his own now: a cold shower.