devil may cry | the weeknd

seventeen

Abel

Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I walk downstairs, yawning.

I hear draws being opened and slammed shut and Kaia cursing under her breath.

When I get to the kitchen, I find her looking through the cupboards, trying to look for something.

"Morning, baby," I say tiredly, propping myself up onto the island counter chair.

She doesn't answer, but continues looking through the draws. "Fucking hell," she mumbles to herself before letting out a frustrated sound.

I chuckle to myself as I watch her continuing to open and close draws. "What's wrong?" I ask. "What are you looking for?"

"Don't we have any jalapenos?" Kaia asks in an annoyed tone. She turns to look at me, a pissed expression on her face.

I bite back a smile, not wanting to aggravate her anymore than what she already is right now - pregnant women have the worst mood swings.

"What?" Kaia snaps and I smack my lips together, smirking. She rolls her eyes and goes over to the fridge to bring out two eggs.

"It's eight o'clock in the morning," I tell her. "Why would you want jalapenos?"

Kaia looks up from stirring the eggs that she's just cracked into the pan, giving me a death glare. "Because!" she spits. "Your baby wants jalapenos."

"Our," I correct, shaking my head, while biting back a smile.

"Do we have any or not?" Kaia snaps, looking at me with hard and angry eyes. "I've looked everywhere!"

I hop off the chair and walk towards her. "Well, you didn't look properly," I tell her, kissing her cheek before going over to the cupboard.

"I checked that one;" Kaia mumbles and I just shake my head and look into the cupboard, moving a couple of tins out of the way until I find the jar of jalapenos.

I grab the jar and turn to face Kaia, holding it out to her.

Her face lights up and she leans forward to grab it, but I quickly pull back and pucker up my lips, wanting her to kiss me.

Kaia rolls her eyes and pecks my lips before taking the jar of jalapenos from me and opening it.

I go back to the island counter and sit down, watching Kaia as she starts eating the jalapenos and continues cooking her eggs.

With her being pregnant, I feel like Kaia is a whole different person than what she was before.

I mean, her asking to be punished last night was shocking to me. I can't believe she actually wanted me to do that to her.

It was like old times, but this time, it wasn't with me acting so cold towards her or calling her names or taunting her - it was enjoyable, on both of our parts.

Continuing to watch Kaia now, my eyes travel down her face and her body. Her face is clear of any make up and she looks like she's glowing - must be that pregnancy glow or whatever.

The thin fabric of her robe has fallen off her shoulder, exposing her skin and her white lacy bra. The tie has loosen and shows off her stomach and underwear.

I bite my lip and suck in my breath when I watch as she sucks the juice of the jalaenpos off her fingers.

Damn, that shit is sexy as fuck.

I feel myself growing instantly hard at the sight of her doing that and I get up and walk towards her, eyes glued on her body the whole time.

I walk behind Kaia and wrap my arms around her waist and she starts to eat her scrambled eggs. "Do I get some of that?" I murmur into her neck as I leave a trail of kisses.

Kaia scoffs. "No!" she exclaims. "It's all mine."

A couple of minutes later, she grabs a spoonful of eggs and holds it up to me, twisting her head to look at me with a smile on her face.

Grinning, I lean forward and take the spoonful of eggs in my mouth, while she just stares at me, biting down at her lip.

I kiss her cheek and press my crotch into her ass, letting her feel how hard I am. "Want to have a shower with me?" I whisper into her ear.

"Make that a bath and it's a deal," Kaia tells me, taking my hand in hers and brushing her lips over it.

"Deal." I scoop Kaia up into my arms and she squeals. I take her out of the kitchen and up the stairs to the bathroom.

When we get to the bathroom, I put Kaia down on the countertop and she watches as I start running her a bath.

As I wait for the bath to fill up with warm water, I walk towards Kaia and place myself in between her legs.

She smiles and looks down at me before running her hands over my face. "What do you want to do today?" she asks.

I squeeze at her thighs. "Stay at home," I tell her, grabbing her wrists and placing kisses all over them.

Kaia looks down at me with love as she watches me kiss her arms. "I think this baby is a girl," she tells me.

"What makes you say that?" I ask, starting to strip the both of us of our clothes.

Once I'm done, I pick Kaia off the countertop and take her towards the bath, stopping the water.

She slips in and moves forward, allowing me to get in behind her. She leans back against my chest, moving her fingers through the water. "It's just a feeling," she says now, answering my question.

I put my hand on her stomach, feeling more connected with the baby then what I did before.

I still haven't completely adjusted to the idea of being a father, but I'm almost there.

"I'm sure our baby girl will be just as beautiful as you," I tell Kaia, kissing the top of her head.

Kaia sighs and relaxes against my body even more, staying quiet for a long time. "Remember the last time we bathed together?" she murmurs.

The smile freezes on my lips, thinking back to that time. It was good and bad, since I told her that I loved her and we argued. It wasn't exactly a relaxing or peaceful time together, but more of frustrating.

"You told me that you loved me for the first time ever," Kaia says now.

"And you didn't believe me," I reply.

Kaia shifts and looks up at me, a sad look in her eyes. "Can you blame me?" she whispers.

"No," I say back in an equally quiet voice. I start stroking her cheek with my wet hand, leaving a trail of water on her skin. "You believe that I love you now though, right?"

Kaia nods, smiling. "Yeah," she says. She lifts her body up and turns to face me, pecking me gently on the lips.