"Georg, would you look at this?" He stepped out of the bathroom as she was dressing, wiping the remaining shaving lotion from his face. He smiled as he found her standing in her bra and panties, a look of uncertainty upon her face. He chuckled a bit.

"Your body? Darling, we'll be late for breakfast…"

"No, that's not what I mean." She gave a small laugh as well. She ran her hands over her breasts, turning to the side a bit. "Look at how my bra doesn't fit."

"Yes, they have grown a bit." He raised his eyebrows as she adjusted a strap, biting her lip. "You look incredibly sexy doing that."

"Fixing my bra?" She gave a laugh, eyebrows raised. "Do you need some attention?"

"…we'll be late for breakfast." He repeated as he shook his head, grabbing his jacket from the wardrobe and sliding into it. "Perhaps we can go for a walk around the grounds today?"

"Of course! The children and I have been exploring quite a bit. I have many things I can show you." She stepped into her dress, and he came behind her to begin buttoning it for her. She smiled at the feeling of his fingers against her back, his gentle assistance.

"Yes, you've all come back looking filthy most days since we've been here." She laughed, smiling at the memories. They really had gotten into quite a bit of mischief.

"We've only been here a couple months, that's hardly sufficient time to explore everything."

"Hardly." She smiled at his sarcasm, looking at him from beneath her eyelashes as she tugged at the tightening bodice of her dress, and he rolled his eyes. "You have to look at me like that?"

"Like what?" She laughed, and he pulled her close, placing gentle kisses against her lips. She smiled into his kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck in response. His lips trailed down her neck, his tongue sliding seductively over her pulse point, and her eyes fluttered closed at the sensation. "Oh, Georg. We really will be late if you do that."

"Are you even hungry?" His hands moved over her backside as he continued to kiss her neck, teeth grazing her collarbone.

"Yes, always."

"We'd better be quick then." Suddenly he lifted her from the ground and quickly carried her to the bed, tossing her upon the blankets and settling himself between her legs. She sighed as he ground his erection against her center, and she moved her hips against him in response as she reached to unbuckle his belt.

"You wouldn't prefer to take our time?" He pulled away and looked into her eyes, each of them breathless, bodies reacting feverishly.

"No, would you?"

"No. Turn me over." He obeyed, roughly turning her over onto her hands and knees as he pushed down his pants and bared himself to her. She raised her skirts, and he quickly helped push them out of the way as he pulled her panties down. He didn't even finish removing them past her knees before he grasped her hips and thrust into her, synchronistic groans escaping their lips.

"Oh, you feel so good." She sighed as they began to move, biting her lip in satisfaction at the primal way he had needed her. It sent jolts of electricity through her body when he talked to her like that.

"What else?" Her words were breathless, and he gripped her hips tighter between his hands as he thrust deeper. He smiled at her question, as she always seemed to find new ways to surprise him.

"You're so tight, so wet." She met his movements, her hips grinding in circles against him, causing him to groan.

"Do you like that?"

"My god, yes."

"Tell me what you'll do to me." He sped up the pace, groaning as he felt he would come undone faster than he expected, but he held himself back to wait for her. He couldn't take his eyes off the sight of himself disappearing into her willing flesh, her skin jiggling with each thrust. "Tell me."

"I'm going to bury myself so deep in you." She smiled to herself, closing her eyes as her body jolted.

"Harder." He obeyed, nearly slamming into her body, and she moaned, a bit louder than she meant to.

"I'm going to fuck you so hard you'll scream my name."

"Don't stop." He roughly reached around her body, his fingers adding pressure between her legs, rubbing circles and causing her to gasp at the pleasure. Her body tipped over the edge, waves of her climax crashing throughout as she grasped the blankets tightly in her hands. At the feeling of her body throbbing and pulsating around him, he came as well, groaning and pushing himself to continue moving through his crippling pleasure. It was fast, it was needy, and it was their own.

"Oh, Maria." He collapsed on top of her as she fell forward, gasping for air. When the waves of their pleasure subsided, he pulled out and rolled her over, kissing her hard on the mouth, his tongue sliding across her lower lip as she held him close. He chuckled a bit as he pulled away to look into her eyes, which were still dilated from desire. "Who was that?"

"Who was what?"

"That woman I just made love to?" She gave a short laugh, but didn't blush as he had expected her to. He supposed she was growing past that trait, which meant he would have to work harder at it.

"I quite like when you talk to me like that sometimes." She shrugged, giving a sweet smile.

"I didn't realize. Had I known, I would have prepared much better things to say." She laughed, pulling him to her lips for another kiss.

"I like to hear what comes out of your mouth in the moment. It can be quite filthy, you know."

"And that's what you like? Why, Maria…" He feigned shock, and she laughed a bit harder, feeling the blood rush across her cheeks. He smiled at succeeding in making her blush.

"And now, you and your filthy mouth are going to have to think of an excuse as to why we're late for breakfast." She gave him one last kiss as she stood from the bed, rushing to the bathroom to tidy herself before they went downstairs. She left the door cracked so they could talk.

"We can tell them you were getting sick."

"I've proudly only been sick a few times."

"We can tell them why." He was met with silence as she thought, finishing up in the bathroom. On one hand, she was elated to share the news of her pregnancy with the family. It would be so wonderful to share with them. On the other hand, she was concerned something would go wrong if she were to speak the words too loudly. Perhaps she was being superstitious, which was not usual for her, but she was terrified of her body at the moment.

She was three months into her pregnancy, a whole month longer than her first, but somehow even that didn't make her feel comfortable. She knew she was nearly past the so called risky stage of it all, but she also knew that she had no control if, heaven forbid, her body decided not to allow her pregnancy to continue. Thinking back to her miscarriage, she honestly wasn't sure how exactly she had survived the grief. She would find herself occasionally crying still, getting caught off guard by the lingering emotion. She didn't like to talk about it, not wanting to dwell on things she couldn't change, but she thought about it often enough. It was like a dark cloud that occasionally hung about.

But she would start showing soon enough. Her clothes were already becoming tight, and her stomach was looking just a bit rounder. It probably was a good time to share the news, a wonderful reason to celebrate and rejoice with the family for their new blessing. She wondered how the children's grandparents would feel. Would they be unarmed by the news? She sighed, stepping out of the bathroom to meet Georg's questioning eyes.

"Is it the right time?" He stood, moving close and taking her hands in his.

"Yes, it's the perfect time." He placed a kiss upon her lips, coaxing a small smile from her. It was obvious to him why she held such reservations. "I think about it a lot too, you know."

"Do you?" She raised her eyebrows, having wondered, but never wanting to bring it up. He nodded, giving her a small, understanding smile. "I just feel incredibly cautious about it all."

"It's okay to feel that way. But you have to allow yourself to feel the joy of it all too. This is a very happy experience." She smiled, knowing he was right. Easier said than done, she thought, but he was right that she couldn't continue to stop herself from feeling joy when she was in fact creating life inside of her. She took a deep breath, smiling softly.

"Okay, yes. Let's tell them."