“She treats me like I’m made of glass all of a sudden,” Lisa sighed, rolling her eyes. “I mean, I’m no even that far along, and she’s already acting like she’ll break me if she looks at me too hard.”
Rosé laughed, patting Lisa’s back sympathetically. “You two are about to be new moms; I think every couple is nervous to have sex when pregnant at first. I know Chanyeol was scared for a few months,”
“I’m so horny I can’t stand it anymore,” Lisa groaned, falling back against the couch. “Like, everyone says the first trimester is supposedly the worst, but I’m a few weeks into my second. Is that weird?”
Rosé shook her head, letting her hands rest on her own swollen stomach. “I think it differs from person to person. My sex drive was really high in the last trimester last time, not so much the other two. This time, it was pretty bad during the second, but it’s still leaking over into this one. I know Minnie lost theirs all together. And--”
“Stop right there,” Lisa laughed. “Minnie’s always horny, and pregnancy just excuses her insane libido.”
“I can’t believe all three of us are pregnant at the same time,” Rosé smiled, reaching over to pat Lisa’s belly. “We’re gonna all have kids in kindergarten together! How cool is that?”
“It is pretty exciting,” Lisa smiled, watching Rosé’s face light up as she felt the baby move.
“Oh, he’s a strong one,” Rosé nodded. At only about eighteen weeks, the kicking wasn’t intense for Lisa yet, but the little baby loved to move around and make is presence known. “You’ll have a football player on your hands.”
“I hope so,” Lisa laughed. “Jennie loves Sports. She’d be so happy.”
“So, it’s really been a full four months?” Rosé asked, folding her arms on her stomach. “And nothing? No sex at all? Not even, like, foreplay?”
“I mean, we’re still...intimate. She’s just too soft and gentle all of the time. We used to go hard and fast and round after round, but now it’s all soft and over after one time. I mean, all those damn toys we have, and she doesn’t use any of them anymore.”
“Well, what does she do?”
“Mostly just uses her mouth. Goes slow and gentle, which is nice, don’t get me wrong--but I miss the way we used to have sex.”
“She afraid she’ll hurt the baby?” Rosé questioned.
“No,” Lisa shook her head. “She knows that won’t happen, but she’s just...worried about straining my body more, I think. I don’t know how to get it across to her that something like that won’t happen.”
“Have you tried saying, ‘Jennie, that won’t happen?’” Rosé teased, poking her friend’s arm.
“Haha,” Lisa mocked Rosé, rolling her eyes. “I’ve tried everything. I’ve tried getting all dolled up and having her come home to me all dressed up in lingerie for her--not easy to fit into those sets I had before, let me tell you. I managed to get her in a bathtub with me and we got a little handsy, but nothing happened. I even tried dirty talking with her! It’s totally one of the things that drives her crazy, and I’m good at it, and it works all the time, but she said it was weird to have her pregnant wife say those things to her when their baby could hear,” Lisa slumped against the back of the couch, crossing her arms. “It’s not like the baby understands what I just can’t wait until you bend me over the bed and- ”
“Okay, the baby might not, but I totally can,” Rosé interrupted, waving her hands. “I’m down for talking about our sex lives, but I just can’t do dirty talk.”
