July 20th, 1985 (3 months)
"Billy-!"
Your thighs tried to clamp shut around his head, but his hands were quick to catch your knees as he licked up your juices once more.
The fact that you were pregnant did not deter Billy one ounce from your body. In fact it seemed to turn him on even more as he couldn't keep his hands off you for a single second. But right now he was especially intense. He had managed to refrain over the past few days- that was until he read up on it and learned that having sex would indeed not hurt the baby in any capacity and it would actually make you feel better and relieve some 'tension'.
You tossed your head back, eyes squeezing shut and fists clenching into the sheets as his tongue dipped into your core. "Mhn~ Billy!" You moaned, thankful that no one else was in the house at the moment as his hands wrapped around your hips and softly massaged your stomach. It felt so nice, even though you could barely see the bump it was soothing to your heart.
"You're so pretty, ya know that?" He muttered, licking his lips and moving to hover over you as his warm body pressed against yours. "Maybe." You teased, flicking your gaze down to his shining lips. "Maybe? Well I'll just have to prove it to you princess~" His lips attached to your neck, leaving a dark hickey to match the others across your chest. You slightly flinched when his chest gently swept across your own- the tenderness of your breasts being something Billy was quite enjoying having to himself.
You whined at the lack of his weight against you, your legs wrapping around his waist to try and pull him closer to no avail. "I don't wanna crush you...just be patient."
"I'm pregnant, don't tell me how to feel."
Billy chuckled into your skin, leaving a few small kisses before pushing up to look into your shining eyes. "As you wish, princess." He lined himself up at your entrance, your body craving his touch more than ever and causing you to tremble.
"Excited?" He teased, watching you shift beneath him to try and get closer to his body. "Me too. I missed you princess." He breathed, pressing his tip into you only to hear the front door open and Susan return home. You groaned in frustration, grabbing a pillow and screaming into it as Billy huffed and leaned down to rest his head on your belly.
"Billy, can you come help me with these bags?"
The boy pressed a kiss to your stomach before standing with a sigh and throwing on a pair of boxers and jeans with a white tank. "I'll be right ba- princess?" He questioned, seeing that you had completely buried yourself in the blankets and were facing the wall- back turned to him. "Are you pouting?" You grumbled in response to his question, sinking further into his blanket with a huff.
Still- your heart still fluttered when he pressed a kiss to your head and smiled against your cheek as he started to pepper little kisses against your skin. Holding back a laugh you swatted him away and rolled onto your back, giving him a small kiss and watching as he left the room and shut the door behind him.
You both had been trying to have an 'intimate' moment ever since you returned from the hospital only for every possible thing to interrupt you. Susan getting home, the kids coming to visit, Max having a friend over, it seemed that God himself was trying to prevent you from doing it....which he was a little bit late for honestly.
Rubbing your belly, you sighed and sat up grabbing the shirt Billy had carelessly thrown across the room before trudging over to the closet and throwing on some underwear and putting on a bra. Looking at yourself in the mirror he had standing between his speakers- you huffed when your breasts were already starting to outgrow the fabric...not by much, but enough to be annoying.
