A/N: If this fic gets a good reception, I might consider future chapters.
First Trimester
One evening,
"Love, where are you?" Guy inquired as he entered the manor that sheltered him and his beautiful, pregnant wife, Lady Marian.
"Up here, darling." Marian's voice replied from the direction of their chamber.
The tall man hurried up stairs, and as soon as he stepped into the room, he got hands wrapped around his neck, and lips locked into his, pressing a devouring kiss.
"Someone is overexcited!" Guy exclaimed once the kiss broke, while trying to catch his breath.
Marian giggled then cooed sensually, as she grabbed her husband from his belt, "Would you wish otherwise?"
In return, Guy scooped his wife of the ground, bringing her closer to his pounding chest, and whispered huskily, "I would wish to have all of you, Ms. Gisborne."
After a couple of evenings, at one of Nottingham's taverns, Guy sat in usual corner with a pitcher of ale in front of him.
"What's with the long face Giz?" Allan questioned, as he walked toward the sighing man, next to Robin.
"Yah, Gisborne. You seem rather under the weather tonight." Robin remarked.
Guy looked at them with eyes of a defeated soldier, "If either of you decide to be wed, think twice before getting your wives pregnant."
The two men looked at the man quizzically.
"Just a word for the wise." Guy said meekly then drank a mouthful from his goblet.
"What happened? Is Marian all right?" Robin asked with concern.
"Marian happened." Guy sighed, as he remembered how many times he- no, his wife- had bedded him last night, and the night before, draining all his energy; however, he wasn't going to share such an intimate detail of his marriage.
"Huh?" the two mean interjected in unison, as curiosity took the better of them.
"Don't get me wrong, I love Marian, but I never imagined that a pregnant woman would be so exhausting. And her mood swings are unbearable." Guy explained, "The other day, she told me that she craved squirrels."
"Squirrels?" Robin frowned.
"Yes, squirrels. And don't give me that look. It's entirely your fault Hood! For once feeding her such a pitiful creature!" Guy growled, "Have you any idea how hard it is to catch one?"
"You, Giz? Catching a squirrel?" Allan chuckled, "I'm not being funny, but I would have definitely enjoyed watching you do th- OUCH!"
"Shut it, Allan!" Guy spat as he smacked the back of Allan's head.
"So, did you catch any?" Robin asked, while suppressing a chuckle.
"Obviously." Guy answered proudly, and then added, "And it even turned out into a fairly tempting dinner."
"Then I can't see the problem in a man bending to his pregnant wife's wants and needs." Robin stated.
"Not when the wife mourns her dinner, and calls her husband a squirrel murderer." Guy replied with a weary voice, as he buried his face in his palms, hiding the awkwardness he felt.
Few seconds, and the two men burst into a fit of laughter.
"A squirrel murderer? Seriously?" Allan exclaimed through his laughter.
"Oh, shut up you two!" Guy grimaced, and turned his back to them.
Once the two men stopped laughing, Robin patted Guy's back and encouraged, "Don't worry brother, for it's only for a few months. And think of the reward. A handsome boy or a beautiful girl."
"Yah, that's what keeps me going." Guy smiled wearily, as he thought of his unborn child.
"Guy?" a voice echoed throughout the tavern.
"God no…" Guy muttered under his breath, "Marian?" He ducked behind a wooden column, and whispered, "Tell her that I left!"
"But you jus-" Robin protested.
"No buts! I'll 'keep going' starting tomorrow!" Guy cut off.
"MARIAN! Over here!" Allan shouted with a wicked grin, and waved his hand.
"Oh! Allan, Robin!" Marian called with a beaming smile, "Haven't seen you two in a while."
"Curse you, Allan A' Dale." Guy seethed with a low voice, and then stepped from behind the column and smiled, "Hey, Love."
"Well then lads, I'll be needing my husband for the rest of the night." Marian said as she grabbed her husband's arm with a hinting grin, and walked to the door.
Guy looked back, and shot Allan with the deadliest look ever.
"What's wrong with him?" Robin asked in confusion.
"I'm not being funny, but an innocent lad like you would never know what a pregnant woman can do." Allan insinuated with a chuckle.
Robin, still confused, looked at Allan then at the couple as they headed toward the exist. He saw Marian's hand sneaking its way under Guy's tunic, and turned bright red as he realized what Allan had meant.
A/N: More chapters?
