Detroit. •b.t.• (Completed)

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Bryson

Sage took my hat off of my face before kissing my lips and giggling.

"What you doin', boo?"

"I still want - I still want all the kisses in the world"

"I still want to give them to you" I said and put my hat back on.

"I want to do something for you"

My mind thought of something dirty, but I remembered who my girlfriend was.

"Why?"

"Because you're great and I love you"

"You don't need to do anything for me. I'm good"

"That's why I said that I wanted to. You have to keep up with me, baby"

"Baby?" I bit my lip.

"Mhm" She nodded her head.

"Where's our baby?"

"Camilla and daddy took her and Danny for a day"

I smirked and grabbed her hand, pulling her ontop of me.

"So it's just us, yeah?" I looked at the bottom of dark gray maternity dress that she was wearing.

She nodded her head shyly.

"You know what I want to do first?" I questioned, placing my hands near her butt.

Her face flushed red. "We have a schedule to keep up with"

I began to peel up the bottom of her dress. "Do this one favor for me"

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Sage wrapped her arms around my neck, and I felt her stomach pressing against my back.

"I love you" She mumbled and buried her face into my neck.

"Yeah?" I questioned before grabbing her legs, and lifting her off of the bed.

I walked around the room a little bit before setting her back down and laying beside her.

"I could lay in bed all day with you"

"That's boring. Let's do something different"

"It ain't boring. You know what we could be doing while we go this alone time?"

"Finger painting?"

I laughed and kissed the side of her face. "Whatever you want, boo"

"Bryson stoooop. I'm trying to do something nice for you, and you're peacefully resisting"

"I like it when you beg for it, and you say 'Bryson, please' when I'm feeding you them slow strokes"

"I like it too" She blushed.

"What else you like?"

"When you get really into it and start mumbling Latin into my neck"

I didn't even know that I did that.

I rolled over and buried my face into her neck, kissing it softly.

"You're my best friend, Bryson"

"Ubi concordia, ibi victoria"

Where there is unity, there is the victory.

"Ad victoriam" Sage giggled.

To victory.

"You sure we can't stay in bed all day?"

"I'm positive. I-" She stopped talking and gagged.

Sage could never make it to the bathroom when she threw up.

I sat up and got the bucket off of the floor, quickly handing it to her.

She had managed to give up her entire breakfast.

Sage groaned softly before standing up. I saw her wobble a little, and I quickly stood to catch her, if necessary.

"I got . . .I got it" She slurred.

"I got us, boo"

"I got the - I got the magic in me"

"I believe you, baby girl. You got an arcana imperii over me"

"What does that mean, please?"

"Invisible power" I lifted her up onto the bathroom counter.

"Okaaaay" She spoke and leaned back, almost sliding off the counter.

It was like Sage was on drugs.

I moved to stand in between her legs.

"I can brush your teeth, yeah?"

I was going to brush her teeth for her before I put her to bed.

I got her toothbrush, and put toothpaste on it before instructing her to open her mouth.

I told Sage to spit when she had foam dripping out of her mouth, but she refused.

I sighed. "Boo, you gotta-"

She closed her mouth and swallowed hard.

"You got my baby eating toothpaste. Imma give you some water to drink, aight?" I said and wiped the remaining toothpaste off of her face.

She nodded her head slowly. "Okay, Brysy"

I nodded my head and lifted her off of the counter, taking her back to the bed.

I made her drink a little bit of water before she got too comfortable and resistant.

I had another baby on my hands.

"Are you mad at me?"

"Of course not, boo. I don't have a reason to be mad at you. Your pregnancies just be different"

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to" She mumbled and turned away from me.

I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her so that her back was to my chest.

"I love you, Bryson" Sage mumbled, already falling asleep against me.

"I love you too, Sage"

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