The sun streaming through the window was still warm as Alex reached out her arm across the cool sheets. They had been living in their new house in Napa, a four-bedroom three bath home in a gated community with a big backyard that had both a pool and grassy space for a children's swing set. Not only that, but there was still room for a garden, gazebo and outdoor entertaining. Alex loved their new home, even if warm October mornings were something she swore she would never get used to. Piper loved it, she had always been a solar-powered human.

Where was her pregnant wife anyway? Alex wondered as she searched the room for evidence of her wife, followed closely by searching for her glasses. She listened for the sound of the shower but heard nothing but the stillness of the suburban morning.

They had her first ultrasound this morning and it would be just like her to be late for something so important, the more significant something was the more likely her wife was to be tardy to it.

Two weeks earlier, they had nearly been late to Piper's first midwife appointment.

And two months ago, when Alex showed up at their old house with a U-Haul, they had barely made it to their first planned dinner/overnight stop in Pennsylvania but Alex had to admit that had been mostly her fault. Although, how else was she supposed to respond to her wife making U-Haul jokes? She knew how to poke the beast and what doing so was known to lead to. Piper had teased her about 'being in her natural habitat.' The brunette had responded by asking if she had ever been fucked in one, it really was a natural response to such a comment.

The biggest change other than larger tits since Piper's pregnancy was being constantly horny. And for Alex the biggest change was the way her wife's newly rounded body driving her wilder than normal and the more she started to show the worst it got. Alex's hand was just beginning to travel down her toned abs to take care of the lesbian version of morning wood that resulted from thinking about her pregnant wife. And from her memories of the night she made her that way to the night before when she pushed her wife against the wall and fucked her while she grinded her pussy against her ass until cum was practically dripping down her legs. But of course Alex would never allow such a tragic thing to happen. She could still taste her on her tongue, even after brushing her teeth and ten hours. Alex was too busy working her way down her body with one hand and rubbing her breasts with the other to hear the sound of footsteps through the house.

"Well, what do we have here? No wonder you didn't hear me come home," Piper stood before her with her hands on what was left of her waist in running shorts, a Nike hoodie and sneakers with her hair pulled up and matted against a white headband. Alex noticed that her wife was trying to look angry and that only made her hand take on a life of its own even more.

"I was just thinking about last night. I can still taste you."

"Well then, I guess you didn't brush your teeth good enough after."

"You are ruining my fantasy over here. You wanna come take over?"

"No thanks, pussy breath. I think I'll just watch," Piper teased as she started to walk over to Alex's reading chair that had lately been used for sex more than anything else.

"You know you want me," Alex taunted with a sultry tone and raised eyebrow before rubbing harder and biting her lip. Any other women would have died at such a display but Piper knew it was just acting, and bad acting at that.

"I'm not the one so desperate to be fucked I had to resort to touching myself," Piper responded as she tried and failed to cross her legs in the chair.

"I wouldn't have to if my wife would just stay in bed and make babies like she's supposed to," Alex hissed, even though she knew that more bad acting wouldn't get her the desired result. Still, it was fun and she knew either way she'd get off and Piper would enjoy it.

"That's not how you get fucked by any woman, I think even your hand was repulsed by your last statement."

"How would you know?"

"I happen to know your hand very well."

"Is that so?"

"Yeah, that's so."

"You go for a run," Alex asked as she tried a different tactic to get her wife in bed with her.

"What gave it away," Piper teased.

"You look so sexy all sweaty like that."

"How sexy," Piper challenged as she opened her legs wide with her tight shorts, showing off her thighs that were thicker and toned in a new and even more enticing way since her pregnancy.

"Come take my shorts off and find out. Come do that thing you like to do lately," Alex offered hoping the suggestion of what she was willing to allow would be enough to send her wife running into her arms.

"Where I make you my little pony?"

"Yes."

"Do we have time?"

"I'm already so close and I know what rubbing your thighs just right after a long run does to you. I should after all these years."

"I don't remember, babe," Piper teased as she stripped off her running clothes for Alex's masturbatory enjoyment, rubbing her tender, swollen breasts slightly more than she could handle. She knew it would be worth the pain and when Alex stripped off her loose grey t-shirt then bit down on her lip as she opened her legs wider it was all worth it. The blonde taunted her by periodically moaning "I'm so sore" or "I'm so tight" until she could tell Alex was on the edge without her ever having to lay a finger on her.

Piper smirked with satisfaction as she crossed the room and mounted her wife. Alex licked her lips like a hungry wolf, holding her composure amazingly well until she went crazy when Piper entered her without warning. Alex's now freed up hands found Piper's lower back and began massaging her as she gyrated against her thigh and thrust inside her deep and hard. Her hands lingered on Piper's tight ass before running along the back of her thighs to the ticklish spot behind her knee before turning along the outside of her leg to her hips and along the rounded baby bump just beginning to overtake her muscular abs. she dug her nails into the smooth, sensitive skin until she could feel Piper remove her hand and crash into her, rubbing her center against Alex's extremely aroused clit like that was the part that could do anything for her needs.

"Mmm…I have you right where I want you," she teased as she pushed her pelvis against Piper's hard. Alex wrapped her arm around the blonde's waist, "Ride me baby. Drown my disobedient pussy in your sweet cum. Show it who owns it."

"I love when soft Vause talks dirty. When you show your big heart underneath those big boobs," Piper teased as she ran her mouth along Alex's breasts and teased one nipple with her hand and the other with her mouth as the brunette held her breath until she couldn't an longer and her chest heaved from her body's deepest needs.

"Oh don't worry, I plan to remind you later who is in charge here. Just for now you are having my baby and looking so damn sexy doing it," Alex teased as she pulled Piper's body into hers and kissed her cleavage as she palmed her nipples. Piper grabbed onto Alex's body as she lost control completely and pulled her wife's hand inside her as she climaxed. Eventually, she let go of Alex's wrist but the woman didn't move her hand.

"What's wrong Vause, you forget what to do with a cum-soaked hand?"

"I just wouldn't want to do the wrong thing with it and end up kicked out of the ultrasound room or something as punishment later."

"You don't think I'd do something so cruel now do you? Now go on and have your little pre-breakfast snack so we can get showered and maybe grab some actual semi-nutritious breakfast before my appointment."

"Yes, ma'am. Mmmm…you know how I feel about healthy snacks," Alex teased as she kissed Piper while taking one more swipe along her still drenched center and pressed against her opening as a few remaining drops of cum trickled out before sucking her fingers in satisfaction while their breasts and bellies rubbed against each other and the brunette held her wife tightly in between moans and sucking noises.

An hour later, they were sitting on the patio of a local café enjoying the warm late October day as they ate blueberry pancakes drenched in maple syrup and picked at a shared bowl of fruit in between sips of coffee.

"How are you feeling, babe," Alex asked her wife who was shoving pancakes in her mouth like she had just been rescued from a deserted island and hadn't seen food in months.

"Good," Piper answered with a barely concealed shrug.

"Be honest," Alex responded with a raised eyebrow and a tone that rested somewhere between commanding and caring.

"How are you?"

"Same."

"And to that I say same."

"That have anything to do with why you went running," Alex asked in a matter-of-fact tone.

"That and it was such a beautiful morning. I'm kinda liking what passes for fall here," Piper enthused as she enjoyed the warmth that still fluttered about the air.

"I miss the chill in the air and those first signs of snow," Alex countered, with a barely concealed longing in her voice.

"Yeah but then it actually does snow and you become more of a miserable grump than normal. You hate the snow," Piper asserted.

"But I love New York City," Alex argued, "And I am not a grump of any sort."

"Also a lie. When you're sober you can't stand it. I mean beyond the parks and who wouldn't miss those. I heard Union Square is supposed to be nice at Christmas, we could book a staycation, I've always wanted to stay at the Westin in San Francisco. Maybe drive up to British Columbia and get our fill of snow and adventure," Piper added in a diplomatic gesture.

"I love everything about your brain," Alex told her wife as she sat back in her chair with her arms crossed.

"Just my brain," Piper asked flirtatiously.

"Well, I was trying to be a gentledyke. I love every part of you."

"You and the fetus, babe."

"We have so much in common already. It's almost really like the fetus is actually my kid."

"Yeah both of you are parasites who can't live without me."

"But at least we're cute parasites," Alex replied before being pelted by sugar packets by the blonde until she caught one and gave her wife the look. Piper smiled warmly and stopped. The two kept sipping at their coffees until Piper looked across the table and took a deep breath.

"I'm just scared something will be wrong. Like this pregnancy has been just too easy. I mean getting that way was harder than I expected but once it happened it's been unnervingly easy. I barely had any morning sickness, only threw up a few times in my second month and other than the smell of meat cooking I'm fine. The only thing making it harder to work out is having these swollen boobs that have gained two cup sizes already. How much bigger can they get? I'm only fourteen weeks, I'm gonna end up with bigger tits than yours when my milk comes in."

"And we can't have that," Alex added coolly while staring at Piper's boobs in her top that had once been loose but was now tight around her assets like a fifth grade boy.

"At least your kid won't starve."

"And nothing will atrophy."

"Knock it off, Alex!"

"What else are you worried about," Alex asked once she saw Piper sit back in her chair.

"That the baby will have like three-arms or some sort of abnormality. My belly is growing and my body is generally doing what it should, even if my symptoms are as mild as possible. I figure there has to be some sort of catch."

"Did you watch Addams Family again?"

"Morticia's hot, she's kinda my type," Piper teased as her eyes grazed Alex's body, landing on her tits held in by her tight black v-neck shirt.

"Stop it, you."

"Okay, Elvira. But really? What if the baby is otherwise healthy but has something physically abnormal?"

"I don't know, Mina. Guess I'll just have to learn how to knit little three armed sweaters like in the movie. But I doubt that'll happen. You can't just enjoy your luck?"

"I could if I thought women like us deserved it," Piper confessed as Alex searched her wife's eyes for signs of exactly what her wife was implying. Was it because they had been involved in drug trafficking or worse because they were two women in a loving marriage?

"Of course we do. Why wouldn't we?"

"Cause of the things we've done."

"We did them, it's been years. We buried people we loved, we left a city we loved to start over and this little human decided to come along for the ride. It'll be fine and we'll get to see our perfectly formed, healthy baby moving and sucking one of its two thumbs, kicking it's two tiny feet, now finish your pancakes."

"Tell me what you are worried about," Piper pressed as she coated a bite of pancakes in maple syrup.

"That something we couldn't tell from the blood tests and initial exam will show up during the ultrasound. There's so much you can't easily tell. But I'm excited to see the baby."

"What if there's two?"

"With your numbers, symptoms and bump—that's doubtful. It's only barely become real to me, now that I can feel your bump when I rub your abdomen. And I like it, by the way. Like really like it."

"Yeah, I know, you can't keep your hands and mouth off it. Not that I mind. I love knowing you are still just as in love with this as when I was a skinny twenty-one year old. I can see it and it still doesn't feel real. I've put on five pounds, I just look like I got a boob job and ate a burrito on the way home. I don't really feel different."

"Everything about you has changed. There's this energy flowing from you that didn't exist before and it makes me want to both fuck you and protect you all at once."

"That's different from normal because," Piper teased as her voice trailed off sarcastically.

"It just is. But it'll be cool when I put my hand on your belly and feel the baby kick. I just hope it recognizes me."

"I'm sure it will, babe. Especially since you talk to it more than I do."

"I do not! And how would you know anyway?"

"All these years and you still don't know when I'm sleeping and when I'm playing dead."

"Oh, I know."

"You were just tryna see if you could get away with it, rep intact."

"Maybe."

"Talking to your kid and making the woman you knocked up feel good is what you're supposed to be doing right now. I know you read to it. And I think it knows too. I just get this feeling when I catch you doing it, I can't explain it. There's just this warmth deep inside me and that tightness in my belly loosens a bit."

"Loves books and blueberry pancakes, the fetus really is my kid."

"Yeah, Vause. Straight from your silicone dick."

"I'll remember you called it that next time your begging for some sausage," Alex teased as Piper swiped a piece of sausage link from her plate. "I was gonna eat that."

"If you still want it later, you can just eat me instead," Piper teased as her finger found Alex's wrist and rubbed gently.

"I'll remember that, babe. I don't normally go for sausage in the bedroom but I'll take you however I can get you. Shall we see our little monster? You think they'll be able to tell us if they have an extra leg?"

"Are you asking if they can tell if it's a boy or girl? I think it's a bit early for that. But I don't really want to know. It doesn't matter and I'm not into all that gender reveal, slap a bow on it before it's even fully out sorta shit."

"Me neither. I'd like to know, we don't have to tell anybody. We could just know and keep it between us."

"But then I'd know," Piper replied with a girlishly sweet gasp.

"You'll never change, will you babe? Just say my wife and I decided to keep it a private matter between ourselves like the good little WASP you are."

"Great, then they won't leave me alone for a totally different reason that I want even less."

"Then say spouse or partner."

"Okay I can do spouse. Partner still makes people think I'm just some feminist who thinks she's too evolved for matrimony but found a loophole that allowed her to become a mother. And I love being married, even if it is to your lousy ass."

"Okay, babe. You know how I hate when people think you are just some well-off heterosexual blonde hipster. You are way too Bohemian and queer for all that. Besides, women like that don't run for fun and we both know it."

"But running is fun."

"If zombies were chasing me I'd draw an arrow and stand there."

"No you wouldn't, honey. Cause I would grab your arm and run so you would have no choice. That is if you could resist your urge to find me in the crowd, which we both know you can't."

"I love you. We haven't discussed Halloween. What do you want to do with your final kid-free Halloween?"

"Nothing cutesy."

"Oh, but I already ordered the orange body paint."

"I don't even have a bump to paint, at least not one that anybody in their right mind would mistake for a pumpkin. Maybe go to the Castro. I heard there's pumpkin patches and a festival in Half Moon Bay, we could get a hotel room by the beach, get a massage and walk around cute little seaside towns."

"I'm never gonna get away from you trying to drag me to cute little villages, am I?"

"You love it," Piper teased as she radiated sweetness and laughter. It was the kind of laughter that if they had been at home, Piper would be naked underneath her before she could finish her fit of laughter and she damn well knew it. Alex cocked her eyebrow and sucked her lip in slightly as she shook her head and ran her foot along Piper's under the table.

"I love to see you happy. Even if I hate the process. But if you can find a good deal by all means. We should use this time to travel. You want a babymoon or is that too conventional for my Bohemian baby?"

"Can I have one and not call it that?"

"Just tell me where you wanna go."

"I love when those words fall from your lips. All these years and they still do the exact same thing to me as they did when you asked me to come with you to Bali," Piper answered as the waiter approached with the check and Alex handed him their credit card with a smile that was both warm and sincere. Her card returned moments later and Piper didn't need to see to know that she overtipped like always, there were a lot of things to love Alex for but to her that was number one. She stood by Piper's chair, holding onto the back while Piper, ever the overly independent, free-spirited type, rolled her eyes. However, when Alex offered her hand after her wife was out of the chair, she didn't hesitate to take it with a smile as they walked out of the café.

Thirty minutes later they were in their midwife's office and Piper was lying on the table with her loose blouse pulled up, revealing her and Alex's eyes locked on her expanding midsection.

"Hello again, ladies. Everything still going well?"

"Starting to grow out of my jeans and Alex says I'm showing but I don't think so. I think just look like I had a big lunch."

"Well, she told me that and a boob job. And technically she's grown out of her jeans and now just as quickly, mine. She won't admit she needs maternity clothes. She thinks she's not far enough along and she still wants to look like herself," Alex volunteered as the blonde grabbed her wife's hand and dug her nails into her palm.

"A belly band might help for a few weeks and maternity clothes aren't as bad as they used to be. A lot of my queer moms are resistant, especially the young ones. Symptoms still mild?"

"Yeah. Still repulsed by meat and I have the nose of a bloodhound. I've started having to get up twice a night to pee."

"Which wakes me up every time cause I'm trying to cuddle. And luckily that bloodhound is also in heat though."

"So the sex life is still good?"

"I don't know if it's the move and finally being free from the past or the pregnancy hormones and all that but it's better than it's ever been."

"Alex! Stop talking! If you ever want to have sex again!"

"Yeah, babe, I'd like to see you make good on that threat."

"As long as you are being smart about it, both of you," the midwife declared sternly, "And are you still running?"

"Yes. Every day."

"Impressive. As I mentioned at our first appointment, you can maintain your previous level of physical activity as long as it's comfortable. Are you still planning to fly cross country for Thanksgiving?"

"Yes, we are going to Connecticut for three days and staying at my sponsor's house overnight for a Friendsgiving before returning home," Alex volunteered as Piper's attention began to drift to the ultrasound machine.

"All sounds good. If you don't have any concerns how about we get this baby's first pictures done?"

"Yes."

The midwife squeezed the gel on Piper's belly and turned the screen so the couple couldn't see it as her insides flickered into view. She spent a few moments moving around the wand and pressing buttons while the couple held their breath. Alex tried to read the woman's expression and had always thought she was the expert at doing this but in that moment she couldn't tell what to feel or how to prepare her precious Piper for whatever came next. She had never been more scared or wanted her mom more. Piper was just lying there, looking at the door and Alex could tell not fully there.

"You ladies look nervous. Somebody has something to say about that," the midwife declared as she turned on the sound and they heard the heartbeat fill the room. The midwife turned on the large screen mounted on the wall and the couple saw their baby for the first time, wiggling and with a big head on a tiny body with long legs and tiny fingers and toes.

When Alex could finally talk through her tears she whispered in a tone that was the polar opposite of anything resembling her normal one, "it looks just like you, Pipes."

"Hardly. It's not bad looking for a fetus but it doesn't look like anything but an alien."

"Hush. That baby has your face. Look at that nose," she asserted as she bent down to kiss her wife's nose and then kissed it again when she scrunched it and laughed then took in the image before her as Alex watched her slowly begin to see what she saw.

"Yeah, it does kinda look like me."

"Only kinda," Alex challenged.

"Okay, it totally does. Especially that nose! And it has feet!

But those legs and that chin are all you, babe."

"You know that isn't," Alex started to say before she realized just how badly she wanted to take credit for anything about this kid who she already loved greatly, "Actually, babe, I think you might be right. At least the kid got my better traits."

"I can't believe it's real! Like it's moving around in there! I can't feel it but it is! I really do have a human being growing inside me, don't I?"

"Yup," Alex answered as she took Piper's hand and held it against her lips before kissing it and letting it fall, "So, is it all good?"

"Yes. You have a regular string bean though, long and skinny. Bone development and neck look good. You are measuring at fifteen weeks, four days, so we're about nine days off the original EDD but I don't think we need to change the due date just yet, I just think you are having a tall kid. Heart and brain looks good. Amniotic sac and placenta are forming well and where they should be. Very active little one, you should feel movement any day now."

"Isn't it a bit early?"

"Your baby is measuring big, your bump is actually a bit small for date but you are an athletic woman and naturally tall and thin so you aren't going to show as quickly as a woman without a muscular abdomen and athlete's workout regimen. You might have more hip pain than normal towards the end because you have a bit of a petite build, especially if this baby's weight catches up with their length towards the third trimester."

"Can we hear the heartbeat again?"

"Normally my patients push me to hear the sex at this point in the exam."

"I don't care. Do you, Al," Piper asked as she saw her wife's face and her frantic search for something to wipe her now ruined eye makeup on, "Aw, babe look what I made you do," she reached her hand as close to Alex's face as she could, which really wasn't very close.

"It's not your fault, it's that damn kid of ours. Ruining my makeup and before I know it she'll be into it."

"She? You really think it's a girl?"

"I'm kind of an expert in such things," Alex declared with every bit of her cocky demeanor that she could muster at that moment.

"Sure, Al," Piper groaned as she rolled her eyes at her wife.

"Do you guys want my guess," the midwife asked.

"Not really," Alex answered and that was it. She turned on the 4-D and sound for a few minutes longer and let the couple look on in awe at their child wigging inside her until the midwife turned off the machine and handed Alex a few copies of the pictures while Piper got cleaned up and scheduled her next appointment at eighteen weeks.

"I always knew eventually you'd fall in love with somebody else, Al," Piper teased when she was ready to go.

"Impossible. I'm more in love with you than ever. But I'm pretty enamored with this little one," she told her wife lovingly as she pulled her in close by her waist and pushed up the blonde's shirt as her fingertips lightly touched the places the wand had just been before bending her head down and kissing Piper's belly.

"Al, stop before we add doctor's office to the list of places we've fucked."

"Oh, c'mon babe, you and I both know we wouldn't be adding a damn thing to said list if we but since your comfort is more important than anything in the world to me, I'll wait but you, me, kitchen counter later."

"If you can make it that far into the house," Piper retorted. Alex tried to respond but couldn't find the words before both women fell into a fit of laughter.

The couple left the office hand in hand. They went shopping for baby, warm-for-California clothes and Halloween, which exhausted Piper. So while her wife slept, Alex hung the best ultrasound shots on their fridge. Then she dug into a box of old pictures and found her favorite picture of the two of them from when they were twenty-two and twenty-six, before they knew that one day they would be wives and mothers with each other. She wasn't sure which picture held more innocence but, as she started making dinner, she knew her wife would love the display and that together those pictures formed her whole heart.