Chapter: 18 Scars and Fears.

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"Mrrhh..."

"Get off of me!"

"Come in baby you know you like it."

"No! Get away!"

"Not until I get you to scream..."

"No!....Ah!"

"That's better baby, it might hurt a little."

"Ivan!"

"Haha. There, now how about we go a little further today."

"No....."

"No, No!,NO!" Aphmau thrashed in her and Aaron's bed. Waking him up along with Impact, who was sleeping on the end of the bed.

It had been two months since they had found out she was pregnant. And it was really starting to show.

Her belly had grown about double in size, and even though Garroth joked that she was just fat, something that he earned a slap for. It was very obvious that the baby was on the way.

"Aph! Are you okay?! Aph!?" Aaron tried to calm her down, it was the fourth time this week that she had had nightmares. He hated seeing her like that.

"A-Aaron? Oh, I must have had a nightmare again. Sorry for waking you up..." She dangled her legs off the side of the bed.

"No, it's fine, your hormones are all out of wack from the baby. It's bound to be hard." Aaron replied, sitting beside her.

"You have no idea." She glared at him, warning him to tread lightly.

"No, I don't, and I honestly don't want to." He admitted, laughing at her furious face.

"You're cute when your mad."

This was a mistake, as it earned him a very hard slap in the face.

"Gah, why did you slap me!?" He rubbed his red cheek tenderly.

"I am not cute, I am a respectable woman that wants to be taken seriously!" She yelled, puffing out her chest.

Aaron sniggered, "Y-Yeah, sure."

Aphmau let out an offended scoff, and turned away from him, pouting.

"Are you pouting?" He laughed looking at her sideways. Trying to get her to face him.

"No..." She denied, shuffling her feet.

"Look at me." He said, scooting closer to her.

She avoided his eyes, almost breaking and laughing.

"Look at me..." he made his voice softer, and got closer to her ear. This was very amusing to watch.

"Mmmm..." She struggled to keep her composer, she flexed her fingers.

Almost in a whisper now, and right in top of her. Her caressed the small of her back and whispered.

"Look at me...Please...?"

She shivered at his voice, she was halfway turned around to look at him when she stopped herself.

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