Cardan & Jude oneshots

Attention

Hello everyone. 

So, basically, this chapter is also a request where Cardan overhears The Bomb saying she thinks Jude might be pregnant, and Cardan has a bit of a drama queen moment. 

I tried to do my best :/

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Jude's POV

With a sigh, I move off Cardan and collapse beside him, both of us breathless, lost in the ecstasy of the moment.

As I try to steady my breathing, staring at the ceiling of our bedroom, Cardan's tail thrashes against the mattress, calming for a few seconds before swishing back and forth again.

I place a hand on my belly, and Cardan's hand finds its place over mine, his fingers softly stroking mine.

Finally, I muster the strength to turn my head towards him without moving my body, feeling as if my legs could turn to jelly at any moment.

Cardan's usually fluffy black hair is plastered to his forehead with sweat. His dark eyes shine with the morning light, and his rosy lips are slightly swollen. I can't help but smile, knowing I'm the one who put him in this state.

His pale chest rises and falls as he breathes, his hand that isn't on mine roaming freely along my bare thigh up to my waist, feeling the warmth of my skin beneath his fingertips.

With a swift, agile movement, he pulls my right thigh over him, turning me towards him with a squeak.

I nestle my head on his chest, resting my cheek against him, and listen to the rapid beats of his heart. Years ago, I would have sworn Cardan didn't have a heart. The cruel things he did seemed worthy of someone heartless. But now, I know he has a heart, one that makes mine beat.

He hugs me closer, our naked bodies intertwined, his hand leaving a ghostly trail over my ass, then my thigh, and up to my back.

With a sigh and against my will, feeling too comfortable in Cardan's arms and feeling safe, I say, "Come on, we need to get up."

"Do we really have to get up?" his sleepy voice murmurs into the air, and I smile against his chest. "Faerieland can wait a bit, don't you think?"

"As tempting as that is, we have responsibilities." I kiss his chest and lazily rest my head again. "We have a meeting with the Living Council in an hour."

"Meetings can be postponed; a morning with you can't." His long fingers trace circles over my arms and shoulders. I chuckle softly at what he says and gather the courage to prop myself up on my arm and look at him. He is so... inhumanly beautiful.

"You're impossible," I say and give him a light tap on the chest. "We need to shower and get dressed." I try to be responsible, but with Cardan tempting me, it's not easy to say no.

He props himself up on an arm as well and leans over me, his lips trailing over my shoulder.

"What if we shower together?" he suggests, and I close my eyes with the feeling of his lips on the sensitive area. "I can help you wash every part of you." I giggle, especially when his free hand traces a line on my jawline.

"What you want is an excuse to touch me." I open my mouth to let a sound escape but push it back into my throat when he bites my earlobe.

"Is that so bad?"

"No." I laugh and start to drag myself out of bed, making a mental note to remove the sheets before leaving. "Come on, we really have to go."

He drags himself out of bed to follow me.