AN: Hey guys! So, you may or may not have noticed, but the rating for this fic has changed to M, because this chapter is gon' get smutty! Only slightly, but I changed the rating just in case. Hope you like this chapter - not as much angst as the last one, but hopefully still enjoyable!
It had been two weeks since Robin had learned the sex of their baby, and so far, Barney had kept his cool. He hadn't pestered Robin to know if they were having a boy or a girl, he hadn't tried to make her slip up and accidentally tell him. That was, of course, until the last Sunday of September 2013. The previous night, Barney had been reading the newspaper, and saw an article for a new baby boutique coming to Manhattan. Next to the article was a photo of a toddler - a girl - wearing the cutest dress he'd ever laid his eyes upon. He'd asked Robin if they could get a dress like that for their baby, hoping she'd give him a little hint.
"Barney, I'm not answering that question, I won't let you trap me!" she giggled.
So, Barney finally realized that the only way he'd get Robin to spill the beans was through bribery. He'd gotten up early on Sunday to cook Robin a fabulous breakfast; surely Robin would crack after tasting his infamous waffles. After they'd finished cooking, he held the plate right outside their bedroom door, sending wafts of beautiful pastries to his wife. He counted to five, and sure enough, Robin had emerged from her slumber. She was only wearing her baggy Canucks t-shirt, which covered her small bump, and her hair in a ponytail, but Barney couldn't keep his eyes off her. He almost dropped the plate, he was so transfixed by her beauty.
"Ooh! Waffles! Gimme, Stinson, I didn't sleep at all last night; your kid was moving around all night!" Robin said, grouchy.
"Oh, so when the baby gets on your nerves, it's only my kid, but when it's being all adorable, it's ours?" Barney teased.
"You know what I meant, now give me those waffles or I won't be responsible for my actions!" Barney lay the plate down in front of Robin, adding a dash of syrup, before she began to ravish it. His timing had to be perfect. If he was going to get Robin to use a pronoun accidentally when discussing the baby, he needed to do it when she was in a delicious daze.
As she stabbed the third piece of waffle she'd broken off, Barney began the Great Plan.
"So, Robin, any ideas on how we're going to decorate the nursery? I was thinking fairies, maybe? I know she'd love that, wouldn't she? Girls-" Barney began.
"Barney, I know what you're doing. Just because you made me these admittedly delicious pancakes, doesn't mean I'm going to tell you the gender. You said you didn't want to know!"
"Well, now I want to know!" said Barney in a child-like manner.
"Well, tough, you made your decision, and I am going to take advantage of that by torturing you with it for the next five and a half months!" she cackled before pecking him on the lips, then returned to her waffle.
Okay, so food didn't do it... What else can I do to get this out of her? thought Barney. Withholding sex until she tells me? Nah, that wouldn't work, I'd miss the sex... It troubled Barney for some time that he couldn't think of a Plan B. And then it hit him. Withholding sex wasn't the solution... He'd use it as a weapon, and bribe her with it! That was a sane solution, right?
-Swarkles-
Later that night, Robin returned from her day out shopping with Lily, to find those good old rose petals scattered across the floor, in what seemed to be a path. She arched her brow in confusion. Barney had told her he'd slipped into work to do some paperwork, but apparently, that wasn't the case. Dropping her bag down on the couch, she followed the path to the bedroom, and opened the door; pleasantly surprised at what she saw before her.
"Hi." greeted Barney, a gigantic smile on his face.
"You're... naked..." Robin stated, her eyes wide open in shock.
"Indeed, I am," Barney continued, moving closer to her. "But you, on the other hand, are wearing far too many items of clothing for my liking." He winked, and just like that, she jumped him. Why hadn't he thought of this sooner? Her lips attacked his in a craze, and she began removing her shirt. But he wasn't going to make it that easy. When the moment would arise, he'd make her divulge the secret in the best way he knew how. But he'd get to that in a minute.
As he was already naked, he helped her take off her clothes slowly, treasuring the moment.
"Barney, I don't know what the occasion is, and frankly I don't care, but seriously, you need to take my skirt off... Now!" He obeyed her order and practically ripped the garment off.
"I love the new sex-obsessed pregnant you, Robin, I have to admit!"
"Yeah, like I wasn't obsessed before?" she chuckled. Soon enough, she was naked too, as Barney initiated Plan B.
He trailed his fingers up her legs painfully slow, as she draped an arm around his shoulders.
"Barney..." she was clearly frustrated with his slowness.
"Ssh, relax. I need a favour from you, and you can co-operate... Or not." Barney whispered.
"W-what is it?" she murmured, biting her lip.
"You're going to tell me the gender of our baby, and then I'll make all this... frustration go away, okay?"
"Oh, no way."
"Okay, I guess we'll have to do this the hard way." he chuckled darkly.
Ever so slowly, he slipped a finger into Robin, which, of course, resulted in low moans from her.
"This... this is torture, Barney..." she whispered.
"That's the whole point, baby." he grinned, slowly removing his fingers and re-entered them slowly. "Now do you want to tell me? Make things easier?"
"Never."
"Fine, but you asked for it..."
Laying her down on the bed, Barney teased her entrance, whispering dirty sweet nothings into her ear. Her concentration began to weaken, but she kept trying to tell herself to not back down. She tried pressing him closer to her, which resulted in another chuckle from Barney, as he added "God, you must really be suffering, huh?" He relieved some of her aching by entering her slowly, after numerous whispers of "I need you" from his wife.
"Barney, please..." she pleaded.
"Please what?" he grinned.
"... faster..." was all Barney could hear her mutter under her breath.
"You know what you have to do, Robin... One little word and then I will go as fast as you want."
She shook her head.
He withdrew himself from inside of her, and began to kiss her softly. Shaking her head in a frustrated frenzy, her patience wearing thin. He knew that there only a few seconds until she had to reveal the secret. With one last gentle stroke of his fingers against her, she finally murmured "Boy.", breathlessly.
"What was that? What did you say?" Barney was thrilled.
"A boy, Barney, we're having a boy!" Robin whispered.
He kissed her passionately, a little teary-eyed. "Now, I believe you must keep your side of the bargain..."
Barney giggled, but before he could get to work, Robin flipped over so that she could look down on him.
"I love you." he said, before she frantically pressed her lips against his.
AN: Kind of a filler chapter, I know, but stick with me, I have big plans for this story! Please review, favourite, follow, whatever!
