K.I.S.S (Futanari) •

Timeline Part 2

Hartley's P.O.V - Month 3&4

I decided to take Poppy out for a date. It was around 6pm at night and we were in the process of getting ready. It was rounding around month 3 for us. And I could see Poppy growing each day and to be honest it is a very beautiful thing to go through but god it is also a pain in the ass.

Not that I mind but I would see how sometimes she would get extremely insecure and I hated that. I hated that she felt like that, she should feel very beautiful in this stage of her life but deep down I sort of understood what was going on.

She got pregnant right at when her career was starting and even though I told her that she could still do modeling but not as much of a busy schedule like she did. And some part of me is scared that she's thought about the fact that if she wasn't pregnant would things change or no? A-

"Baby do I look beautiful?" A soft voice rounds the corner and I finish pulling my slacks up to my waist fastening the buttons and zipper. I look towards her and I could literally feel my breath being taken away. It was when I first saw her at that time in her mansion of a house and I passed out. I chuckled nervously because now I was thinking about the very obvious eyes that'll be looking at her, wanting her so I went up to her and wrapped my arms around her waist softly burying my face in her neck.

"You look beautiful in whatever you wear, whether it's this or my boxers and a big sweatshirt. You will forever be a goddess to be, okay?" I whisper softly in her ear before kissing the shell of it then smiling as I felt her shiver. I then backed off but still kept my hands on the side of her waist, she looks me in the eye before bringing our foreheads together.

"I love you-so much. So much and I couldn't even think of anyone I'd rather do this with" she says softly and I grunt before kissing her red tinted lips, "you better not be thinking about anyone but this alright" I say softly a tinge of jealousy linked in my voice. She smirks before she picks up her purse and phone from the bedside table and took my hand as we made our way out.

It took around fifteen minutes to drive to the restaurant and as we walked in her arms were linked through mine. We smiled at the receptionist as she took us to our table. Once seated we both looked at each other for a while me reaching over and tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

Her softly blushing before she cleared her throat and picking up her menu. I sat back and took a sip of my water before I too picked up my menu too. We looked over the menu for a while before the waiter came over and took our order.

I ordered sirloin steak with the sides of vegetables and mashed potatoes and she chose salmon with rice and veggies. I know it sounds plain but on the menu it looked professional as fudge. After the waiter took our order we reached over and held hands.

"So-what would you like our child's gender to be" she asks me and I smile wide before shaking my head.

"Don't do that, you're going to base what I say and take that into consideration then say it's not fai-"

"Oh come on, please Hart?" She asks me and battered those eyelashes and I felt my heart beat kick up a few notches. I sigh before I spoke honestly, "I don't care about what gender our baby is, what I care abut is that they are healthy" I said and she then started pouted before she softly kicked my leg underneath the table, "you're no fun" she mumbles and I wanted to bust out laughing but held it in at her childish cute ways.

"Then what would you like?" I asked her and she looked at me before she smiled and ran a finger up my hands that was on the table giving me the shivers.

"Oh I would love any baby that comes out of me and don't mind if it's a boy or a girl. I mean their daddy is the love of my life so" she finishes and I smile wide hearing that. It might get quite confusing with her calling me daddy or the kids because I have always been the kind of person that was unique because of my condition.