Isabela grabbed onto the railing, groaning as she looked up the stairway. Twenty steps, and then she could finally lie down. She still wouldn't be comfortable, but at least her swollen feet would be off the ground. Just twenty steps, nothing.
She grumbled, supporting her belly with her other hand as she huffed her way up the first step. She could barely even see her feet now, never mind the next step. She had to do simply by memory now.
It did not make it any easier having the three servants watching in amusement from the living room.
"Laugh all you want," she muttered, "Let's all laugh at the whale."
She finally made her way up the stairs, exhausted, as she saw Hawke lying seductively across the bed, a rose in his mouth.
Isabela laughed tiredly, pushing him to the side as she went to lie down on her side.
Hawke curled around her, kissing down her neck as Isabela rolled her eyes.
"Come on now, Lee," she grumbled, "Stop adding insult to injury. Just go back to saving mages or whatever you were busy doing and stop teasing your very, very fat girlfriend. I can barely get up the stairs, never mind do anything sex-"
She stopped as she felt Hawke's hand slip between her legs, lightly stroking her lips.
Hawke's other hand reached around, taking her swollen breast in hand, massaging her nipple between his fingers.
"Don't you understand how gorgeous you are?" Hawke murmured in her ear before biting it lightly, "Don't you understand how mad you make me? Of course I want you. I never stopped wanting you."
His fingers slipped inside of her and she groaned, leaning into his frame as he bucked slightly against her, his body as close to hers as he could be. His thumb rubbed her clit as his fingers thrust inside of her, his lips at her neck as he groaned into her skin. She moaned, barely managing his name before coming undone to his touch. She cried out and he held her closer, moving faster inside of her.
"Don't you know what I want to do to you? I want to lick and kiss every inch of this beautiful, beautiful pussy. I want put my cock in you and screw you until you can barely walk. Like this. Just as you are. You're gorgeous, Isabela."
She shuddered and he withdrew his fingers, helping her move to her other side to face him. She kissed him deeply, running her hands through his hair, before pulling back slightly and pouting.
"Dammit, I'm so tired," she complained, "I can't even return the favour."
"You're having our baby," he smirked, stroking her belly affectionately, "I think we're even."
She stuck out her tongue at him as she found herself drifting to sleep.
She grumbled, "I've become as bad as you. Falling asleep right after sex."
Hawke laughed and kissed her forehead before rising and pulling the blankets up around her.
"Just a few more weeks, babe," he promised, "Hang in there."
She slept more deeply than she had in days, waking up to the smell of a rose lying on the pillow beside her.
