Thank you all for your reviews on last chapter! It's great hearing what you all think, particularly about the Gabby situation. Keep them coming!
Matt and Sylvie are a little frustrated in this chapter… enjoy!
Cravings
It was the morning of shift and Sylvie woke up a let out a breath before moving some hair out of her face. As she took a minute to get her bearings, she smiled softly. She was a week in to her second trimester and even though she was dealing with some serious morning sickness regularly – she was enjoying being pregnant and she figured she should enjoy it while it lasted. At her 12-week scan she had discovered she was carrying twins, so she knew their lives were about to get pretty crazy. She had also decided to turn to light duty at work when she started her second trimester and today was the first day of it. She wasn't thrilling about being stuck in the bullpen all day and maybe being allowed out on some minor calls, but the health of her babies was the most important thing to her right now.
Sylvie rolled over and reached her arm out, expecting to find the chest of her husband, but instead, it was empty. She looked at the clock and saw that he appeared to be up a little earlier than usual. She got out of bed, slipped on a discarded jumper from the night before and clean pair of underwear before making her way downstairs to find him. When she got to the bottom of the stairs, she smiled even wider than she had when she woke up – she could smell pancakes. Her food cravings had started to kick in a few weeks ago and Matt had been doing whatever he could to appease them – including driving to the store at 2am to get some pickles.
She walked into the kitchen and saw Matt sitting at the island, dressed for work and eating some cereal. Sylvie smirked while watching him. It was insane how just seeing him sitting there gave her butterflies a made her feel insanely happy. She studied him further. He looked hot today. Not that he didn't always look hot, but there was something about him in his white captain shirt that was seriously turning Sylvie on this morning.
"You're up early" she said, gaining his attention as he jumped slightly.
"Thought I'd finally make you those chocolate chip pancakes you've been craving every morning. You do insist that nothing else will satisfy you." he told her with a smile as she sauntered towards him and wrapped her arms around him from behind, her hand disappearing under the two popped buttons at the top of his shirt.
"Well thank you, I can't wait to eat them… but I'm craving something else this morning." She whispered into his ear.
Matt turned his head to look at her and quirked an eyebrow, "And what would that be?" he asked with a gulp.
"You" she replied in a seductive whisper.
Matt reacted immediately and spun on the island chair, pulling her against him and kissing her hard. He held her tightly against him as they kissed long, hard and fast, her hands roaming freely through his hair. Matt expertly slipped off the stool and turned them around, lifting Sylvie onto the island, all without breaking their kiss.
While Matt moved his kisses down Sylvie's jaw and neck, Sylvie's hands moved from Matt's hair and travelled down his chest, pulling his white polo out from his trousers, her hands soon roaming up his muscular back. Matt in turn reached under the jumper she was wearing and pulled her underwear swiftly down her legs, causing her to giggle and move to his belt.
Just as she was about to undo it, something started to buzz incessantly beside them. Matt lifted his head, their lips brushing against each other's.
"That's my phone…" He groaned.
"Ignore it" she said as they smirked against each other's lips. He was completely under her spell and would do just about anything she asked him to do right now.
"I could get used to these pregnancy hormones" he told her before kissing her fiercely.
Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.
Matt groaned and tilted his head back in frustration before grabbing his phone from beside Sylvie's thigh.
"Boden wants to see Severide and I now… must be important." He said as he put his phone in his pocket. "I gotta go" he said regretfully as he tucked his shirt back into his pants, leaving Sylvie frustrated and pouting. "I love you" he said as he cupped her face and kissed her. "Very much" he added before kissing her once move.
He bent down to the floor and lifted her underwear, holding them up for her to take back. Sylvie smirked and jumped off the counter. She rested a hand on his chest and looked up at him, his eyes piercing through her, full of desire.
"You can hold onto those" she teased as she kissed his cheek and left the room to get dressed for the day, making sure to snake her hips to drive her husband that little bit crazier.
This was going to be a long day.
Later that morning, Sylvie sat in the lounge, twisting a pen in her hands. The firehouse had been called out to a scene, including Boden, and she was here alone. It was driving her crazy. She wasn't sure how she could manage to do another 4 odd months of this. She swiftly reminded herself that she was doing this for her babies and it made her feel better about it, but it was still hard. She loved her job and to not be able to do it was difficult, no matter the cause.
Soon enough, she heard the engines return and rushed out into the hallway. She watched from the window as everyone jumped out of truck and ambo, looking a little tired and ragged. Sylvie looked around for Matt and soon spotted him. His hair was all over the place and he had soot on his face. It had clearly been a tough one. Sylvie quirked an eyebrow as she felt something twinge in her lower stomach. There was something about Matt looking so dishevelled and in his turn out gear that she found stupidly attractive. It was a real departure from the normally very well put together Matt Casey.
It reminded her of the previous summer when they had rented a cabin by Lake Michigan while they were on furlough and Matt had decided to grow out his beard a little. Sylvie couldn't keep her hands off him that summer – not that she ever really could. They were like two hormonal teenagers a lot of the time. She'd tried to convince him to keep it, but he insisted that it would lose its power over her if he had it all the time – she couldn't help but agree. A rugged Matt Casey was for special occasions only.
"Brett" she heard a voice beside her say as she jumped out of her skin and turned her head to see Foster eyeing her curiously. "… you ok?" she asked with a smirk. "You look… jittery."
"Oh, yeah, I'm – I'm all good. Pregnancy just makes me really horn—hor—hormonal." She said, stumbling over her words and blushing at her close 'horny' confession. "Hormones make you jittery!" she said with an awkward laugh.
Foster quirked an eyebrow and folded her arms; "Oh yeah? That's interesting… Casey's been a little jittery today too." She observed. Sylvie looked back out the window and saw Matt standing there, looking a little frustrated. "And we know it's not pregnancy hormones causing it…"
Sylvie scoffed, "You'd be surprised…" she muttered. He may not have had the hormones, but Sylvie's were certainly affecting him too.
"I don't think I would be..." She said as she walked towards her friend. She leaned in slightly so no one else could hear what she was about to say. "Just jump him already." She whispered to her friend before walking on, leaving Sylvie with a wide mouth and wide eyes. Were they really being that obvious? Foster really did have a knack for detecting unresolved sexual tension.
Sylvie waited for a few minutes before everyone else had dispersed and Matt was left alone. She rushed towards him just as he was removing his red suspenders from his shoulders.
"He—" he began to greet, but Sylvie ignored him, grabbed his arm and pulled him in the direction of one of the storerooms, pushing him in and locking the door behind them. "What are you doing?" he asked.
"Finishing what we started this morning" she said as she removed her top leaving Casey gulping and staring her up and down. Her little bump was the cutest thing in the world. She was sometimes a little insecure about her pregnancy body, but Matt assured her she'd never looked sexier.
"… here?" he asked. Yeah, he was beyond frustrated, but the storeroom seemed a little risky.
"You really want to debate the location, or do you want to get busy?" she boldly asked as she removed her trousers and kicked them away with her feet. This was probably the most exciting thing that was going to happen to her today – and she was determined to make the most of it.
Matt let out a laugh and smirked. "What's life without a little risk?" he questioned as Sylvie beamed before Matt walked towards her, immediately capturing her lips in his.
His hands roamed over her body and Sylvie was quick to deepen his kiss. She soon discarded his shirt before Matt scooped her up and pushed her against the wall – delicately of course. He dipped his head down and began kissing along her neck, eliciting some gasps from his wife. He knew exactly where to kiss to drive her wild.
Maybe a little frustration wasn't so bad every now and again…
