Katana's POV
"Everything okay Kit-Kat?" Jessie asks as I wait for the elevator ride to end.
"Mikaela's horny a lot, but I'm scared I'm gonna hurt her." I admit as the elevator heads up Talia and I's floor.
Jessie, Talia, Appa, Socks, and I are heading up to our apartments now that Training for the day is over.
"Scared?" Jessie asks
"She looks so fucking beautiful as a pregnant lady and all I wanna do is ravish her." I say. "But I'm so scared I'm gonna hurt her or do something to the baby."
Jessie sighs then she smacks my head.
"Hey." I say then I rub the spot that Jessie smacked. "Meanie."
"You of all people, should know that having sex while pregnant doesnt hurt the baby."
"Me of all people?" I ask.
"Are you not a Doctor?" Jessie says.
"I am, but not that kind."
"But you are still a doctor which means you're smart as hell." Jessie says. "You've also had a kid before."
"And I was worried then."
"But." Talia says.
"But I got over it." I say. "So I should probably get over it rather quickly?"
"Smart Doctor." Jessie teases.
"Meanie." I mumble as the elevator reaches Talia and I's floor.
Jessie chuckles then she hugs me and Talia before my favorite striker and I follow my dogs off the elevator and to our rooms.
"Leah says she, the kids, and Mikaela are in your apartment." Talia says.
I nod then two of us head to my apartment.
Once at my apartment, I open it then the dogs run inside as I hear crying.
"Uh oh." I say then Talia and I quickly head inside and lock the door.
Once the door is locked, we quickly head to the sound of the crying.
"Mikaela?" I ask as I look approach my wife who's crying in Leah's arms.
Once I get to my wife, I sit down next to her then I rub her back
"What's wrong baby?" I ask.
Mikaela incoherently babbles about something for a second then she starts crying again so I take her from Leah and being her to my lap.
"Let it out Baby." I say as I hold my wife then my wife continues to cry as I hold her.
"We're gonna go." Talia mouths.
I nod then Talia and Leah grab their kids from the closest bedroom and head back to their apartment.
Once Mikaela and I are alone, I pick my wife up and carry her back to our bedroom.
When we get to the bedroom, I sit us down on the bed.
"Talk whenever you're ready." I whisper.
Mikaela cries for a few more minutes then she sniffles and looks at.
"You don't think I'm pretty anymore." Mikaela says.
"Babygirl that has never, is never, and will never be true." I say.
"Then why won't you touch me."
FUCK
"Mikaela I'm scared if I fuck you and touch you like I normal do then I'm gonna hurt the baby."
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