Tasteful love (wishfulshipping Cilan+Iris)

Imagine 1: Cots and Doubts

Iris sighed as she shifted from her curent position of being on all fours, hovering over the crib instructions to sitting with her legs wide open on the floor. She was now about 7 months pregnant with twins and frustrated: with the extra weight and the crib.

"I give up Cilan. We will never build this crib, the babies can just sleep in baskets."

Her green haired connoisseur husband turned around with a cheerful but flustered face, his faithful grass pokemon on his shoulder: the crib wasn't giving them an easy time either

"Now Iris you know you don't really want that"

"How would you know?" Iris huffed letting her anger take the better of her.

"Because I know you Iris" He dropped the screwdriver and walked over to her "I also detect a deeper reason to your frustration, so what's up?"

"Frustration caused by the cot and you" Iris muttered making sure he hear her.

Cilan smirked "What was that dear? Anyway, we both deserve a break. Anything you want?"

Iris stayed silent for a while before turning to him and saying something that caught him of guard: "Why are you so calm?"

Cilan struggled to find his words. Iris sounded so small, unsure and vulnerable. That caught out Cilan.

"Pansage, why don't you go find Axew? You handle the snacks okay?"

"Pan- sage!" the monkey ran out the room, keen to find the dragon type.

Cilan sat down next to her and held Iris' hand.

"Well one of the ingredients for being a good connoisseur is to remain calm and confident when faced with a challenge."

Iris looked miserable

"You're so much better than me at this, at everything to be honest! I'm useless." She added with a dry laugh

"In fact, I've become so useless I'm hindering you!"

"Hindering me?"

"You wake up in the night because of me and then stay up with me until I fall asleep even though you now work longer because I am too useless to keep up with the gym"

"Iris..."

"You have to run about helping me all the time and to top it off, since last week, I can't even get up without a struggle or assistance! Look at me Cilan, do you think I am ready to bring life into this world?"

"IRIS!" Cilan shouted breaking Iris out of her rant "stop saying you are useless. Useless is not and will never be a word to describe you. I would go for beautiful or amazing"

Iris blushed but said nothing so he continued

"Being pregnant doesn't make you useless.You gave up your job temporarily for yours and the twins health. I love you and they love you too"

He pulled her closer and rested his head on top of her head and she sighed, snuggling closer to her husband

"Do you really think so?"

Cilan took her face in his hands and brought it closer to his "I know so"

He pressed his lips against hers gently then was surprised by passionate response. The cribs were the last things on their minds for a long time. They broke the kiss when they found themselves in desperate need for air. Iris rested her head on his chest as they evened out their breathing. Her eyes landed on the pile that was supposed to be cribs, she sighed and started to get up again before Cilan pulled her back down again.

"Hey-"

He cut her off with a finger on her lips

"You can't just leave me hanging Iris" he murmured against her neck making her lose focus

"but the cribs?" She stuttered

Cilan looked at his wife, his eyes full of mischief "we'll call Clemont tomorrow to do it, he likes helping out and he's an inventor" He started playing with her hair and then she gave in. Grabbing his face she kissed him hard and gave into his desires.

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That night they slept in the indoor tipi in the children's bedroom.

Cilan kissed his wife's smooth skin as she slept on top of the many cushions it took for her to feel comfortable. With her long purple hair draped around her body she looked like a muse.

"Don't worry Iris it's nothing we can't handle"