Guilty One Shots

You Feeling Okay?

I was sitting in the couch when a Chris came walking back in the front door. He had just dropped the kids and Dodger off with Lisa for a few days.

I was 9 months pregnant and a few days after my due date. I was going stir crazy and just wanted this baby out of me.

Not to mention my hormones were raging and not just attitude, I wanted Chris every second of the day and I never heard him complaining.

Chris sat next to me on the couch and sighed, putting his arm around me.

"Kids and Dodger are at Ma's for a few days so we can have quiet time and maybe get this little one out of you." Chris said placing a hand on my protruding stomach.

"He is content to stay in there, I know it. He loves his mama." I smirked.

"He will make his appearance when he is ready." Chris said and I sighed.

"I know something that could help..." I said leaning over and kissing Chris's neck. He growled at the feeling.

"Rosebud...I have had sex with your morning, noon, night and any other time in between the last few days. Can't we just take a small break for a minute?" Chris asked and I stopped kissing his neck and looked at him. I took my hand and started feeling his forehead and cheeks. "What are you doing?" Chris asked swatting my hand away.

"Well you're turning down sex, I'm seeing if you have a fever or something..." I said and Chris groaned.

"Rose, just because I don't want to have sex doesn't mean I'm sick." Chris said.

"Chris, you have always said the only time you turn it down is when you're sick or dying and I don't think you are either of those things right now..." I trailed off.

"I'm just tired." Chris complained.

"Oh I'm so sorry you have to worry about cooking for, cleaning up after, taking care of 3 children while carrying another one inside of you all day, everyday for the last 9 months. That must be super hard and exhausting for you." I mocked and Chris just glared at me.

"Don't start Rose okay, I have done everything to help lighten your load. I'm sorry I can't carry the baby for you too." Chris snipped. I just got up, as well as I could from the couch. I stop in front of him.

"All I wanted was for my husband to have sex with me! I wanted to connect with him and make love with him since we were home alone and nothing had to be quick like usual. You know what though, I just go do it myself! Pleasure myself, since you won't." I stormed away to the bedroom. I tried not to waddle as I stormed away but there was no helping it.

I got into the bedroom and slammed the bedroom door shut.

I got on the bed and started to think how this was going to work but there was no way in hell I was going to be able to reach around my extended belly to do this.

I leaned again the headboard and crossed my arms pissed off.

Chris and I, yes had been having a lot of sex lately, he wasn't wrong in that instance. I was just trying to get the baby out. I loved being pregnant but I was also now at the time when it was getting to be too much. This kid was refusing to come out. I tried the spicy food, the walks...all of it. Now it was just sex.

I never thought Chris would complain. He always seemed willing and ready to go. I mean I wasn't exactly happy about this pregnancy to begin with when I first found out but Chris always made it better when he would comply with what I wanted in the bedroom.

I was pouting while leaning on the headboard with my arms cross when the bedroom door opened and Chris was standing there and leaned on the doorframe.

"Can I help you?" I snapped.