• Over dramatic
"Babe can you go get me some ice- cream?" Dillon stared at his heavily pregnant girlfriend, holding the empty tub of ice-cream.
"We just went grocery shopping. How is the whole thing gone already?"
You shrugged and took a seat next to him. You draped your arms over his shoulder and looked into his eyes.
"I got hungry. And remeber, I'm eating for three."
He sighed and lifted you into his lap.
"I can go get it tomorrow but I can't right now. I'm doing something"
You frowned and got up off his lap.
"I fucking hate you" Dillon was used to the mood changes so this didn't really surprise him.
"Mhm. Sure you do" You scoffed and crossed her arms.
"So you got shit to say huh? But you can get your girlfriend, who's pregnant with your babies some ice-cream? You know what? These kids ain't even yours." Dillon laughed, this is the fourth time you've said this to him in the last two weeks.
"Yeah right Y/N."
"I'm serious. I'll be an independent single mother"
You rubbed your stomach and cooed.
"Just shut up and get your fine ass over here" Dillon pulled you in and gave her a kiss.
"These are my kids. No one else's. And you're my girl, I'll get you whatever you want. Now stop being over dramatic" your frown had now been replaced with a smile.
• sex
Dillon had Nate and the boys over but you really needed him right now.
Being pregnant can take a toll on your body.
Such being weird mood swings, horrible cravings, and wanting sex 24/7.
Right now you didn't want to go downstairs and just blurted out that you wanted sex.
Quietly, you tip- toed down the steps and peeked into the living room. There he sat with his friends.
The guys greeted you once they saw you walk in.
You walked over to Dillon and sat in his lap.
"I really need you right now" you whispered, only getting his attention.
"But we just did it last night"
"And I want you again. Just give me 2 hours. Please?"
You smiled once you felt his erection pop up.
"Guys can you come back later. We got something we gotta do"
The guys protested but soon left, leaving you and Dillon all alone.
Just tried something else.
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