crescent [h.s]

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Aurora Styles

"Harry," I drag the 'y' sound out, whining his name from my place in bed, my husband having abandoned me. He abandoned his pregnant wife.

Despicable if you ask me.

He stomps back into the bedroom, his toothbrush in his mouth, a small smirk on his lips as he pulls the stick out, "Yes, beautiful?"

My eyes move up and down over his body, checking him out, almost fully naked aside from his tight black boxers, "Why did you leave me?" 

He lifts my chin, his skin still slightly damp from his shower, "I went to the gym beautiful girl, I didn't leave you."

I sigh and pout, nodding slowly, "You left me before I knew you weren't gonna be here when I woke up."

With a faux sad pout mocking me, he gets back into bed, gesturing his hand to his chest, "C'mere."

Wiggling over to him, I sigh in contentment as soon as my head makes contact with his chest. I nuzzle my head against his body, sighing, happy and comfortable. Harry continues brushing his teeth as I stay here, the mint scent getting stronger.

A couple minutes later he's squeezing my hip and tapping my bare ass, "I'll be back in 10 seconds, I promise."

He runs out of bed and into the en-suite, and I can't help but hear him as he turns the tap on and rinses his mouth out. No more than a few seconds later, he's running back into the bedroom and jumping back onto our bed, dragging me back towards him.

I pull my leg over his hip, Harry's blunt nails running up and down my skin, his lips against my forehead, humming and pressing multiple kisses over one patch of skin.

His other hand lands on my growing bump, week 14 giving me more of a bump, but still not quite visible outside of clothing. I'm not expecting for the outside world to be able to tell for another few weeks though; just like with Dove.

As if she read my mind, Dove comes running into the bedroom, peeking her head round the door, "Hi! Guess who's awake!"

After a second of silence she shoves her arms up in the air and squeals, "Me!"

We're both laughing at her as she looks down at the ground, motioning her head inside the bedroom, "C'mon kitties, let's go say hi to mummy and my baby."

Dove jumps up onto the bed and crawls over to me and Harry, lowering the duvet to press a kiss to my tiny bump, then pulling the covers back over me as the cats all attempt to jump on the bed, only Marshy being successful.

He makes his way over to me, purring loudly and knocking my chin with his head, settling himself on my lap as Dove helps our two kittens onto the bed as they're still a bit hesitant to make the jump. According to Harry, kitten Marsh loved jumping up and off his bed, so this difference has been a shock to him.

Chocolate runs over to Harry and lays on his bare chest, hiding the entire butterfly tattoo from us as Graham Cracker stays with Dove, who's looking between me and Harry.

She looks down at the kitten, rubbing her forehead over his, "Mr Graham Cracker and I were talking last night when Marshy baby was asleep and Choccy was eating downstairs..."

"Woah, little sunny girl! That's so cool! What were you two talking about?" Harry asks with enthusiasm.

"How he won't be the baby of the family for very long, and how I'm about to be the oldest out of all of us babies."

I shove my arm over my face and whine into my skin, shaking my head back and forth, "Stop growing up, prinkípissa, my heart can't take it."

She giggles at me and places a kiss on my arm, right over where my lips are hidden beneath, "It's okay mummy, you know why?"