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madney kinktober + sexy halloween costume

A/N: I really should have done this before October was over but oh well. Enjoy your late Halloween treat :) ~Meowser

She looked ridiculous, but she didn't care. It was just her and Howie for Halloween this year; Covid had made parties with the team near impossible. She smoothed the material of her taut, pregnant stomach, and sighed. It felt like yesterday that they'd been looking at the positive tests, and here she was, six months pregnant.

It was crazy.

She walked slowly downstairs, holding onto the banister. She wished that she'd thought more about navigating stairs while pregnant; she and Howie had gotten a new place together once they'd learned she was expecting, and at the time, stairs were the farthest thing from Maddie's mind.

She finally reached the kitchen, reaching for the bags of candy inside the cabinet. She needed to fill a bowl and place it outside; she wouldn't be answering the door for trick or treaters tonight. Too many germs.

She checked her phone before pouring the candy, anxious to see if Howie had texted, but there was no notification. Sighing, she finished filling the pumpkin bowl, and lifted it, carrying it to the front door and carefully placing it on the stoop outside. She considered adding a note telling kids to take one or two, but she knew it was a waste of time, and just went back inside.

She braced her hands against her back, looking over the living room. She'd decided to decorate this year, for the first time in...well, maybe forever. There were cobwebs in the corners, and pumpkins spread all about the apartment. Howie had been delighted to come home and find the decorations after work that past week. He'd swept her into his arms. "I know you aren't big on holidays," he said. "It means a lot that you decorated."

"Well, I suppose it looks cute," she admitted.

Now, she was glad she'd taken the time. It set the mood.

She'd rented some scary movies on Prime, and she was ready to get into the Halloween spirit of things. Personally, she planned to spend both movies with her face in Howie's sleeve, but she was going to indulge his want to watch horror before the baby came. And then, never again. She'd have a built in excuse to tell him to watch it at Hen's.

She told herself that was a joke, but she knew it wasn't, not really. She'd never loved horror, and while she was happy to have this one night with Howie, that was her limit.

She heard the front door closing, and her heart jumped. "You didn't text me," she accused, turning around, and gasped, stepping back. There was a masked figure at the door, with a fish hook for a hand. "Fuck you, Howie Han!" She said, clutching her heart. "You know I can't handle scares, you're lucky I didn't deck you."

"I'm sorry," he said, laughing hard as he pulled the mask off. "I didn't think you'd be so affected, honest. Let me wash my hands." She shook her head as he walked to the kitchen, returning soon to come over to where she stood.

She growled as he came closer, but he leaned in to kiss her anyway. "I swear I thought you'd roll your eyes at me and tell me to try harder," he whispered, his lips near her ear. "I'm sorry."

"Forgiven, but no more masks," she said.

"Done," he said, throwing it onto the couch. "Now let me get a look at this…"

He was stepping back, a glint in his eyes as he looked at her. His eyes went from her witch hat to her makeup (purple lipstick and a few poorly applied fake scars) to her figure hugging black dress. "Now that...that is a Halloween costume," he murmured.

"Don't pretend it's flattering," she sighed. "It was the only costume that fit."

"Maddie, this witch outfit is sexy," he protested. "Look in the mirror."

She sighed again, but turned to look at the mirror hanging on the wall. The dress was tight, emphasizing her pregnant stomach. It was lowcut, but all she saw were breasts in a bra that was really too small to be wearing it this late in her pregnancy.

"You look amazing, I'm not accepting arguments," he said, his lips landing on her neck. She looked at the two of them in the mirror; he was behind her, with his arms wrapped tight around her, and he was kissing her neck.

"You should have been a vampire," she said.

He waggled his eyebrows. "Are you saying there isn't time?" He whispered, his hands landing on her breasts, firmly cupping them. "I'm sure I have some cheapo fangs upstairs."

"Not necessary," Maddie said, gasping when his fingers tugged at her nipples through the fabric of both her dress and bra.

He met her gaze in the mirror. "You want to see how easily this costume comes off?" He murmured, his hands snaking around to the back, and sliding down to cup her ass. He smacked lightly, and leaned forward to suck at her neck again. "Maddie." He said her name in a teasing tone that made her wild. She wanted to get him back, make him work for this, but the truth was, her pregnancy hormones had kicked in, and her blood was already up.

She wanted him.

She forced herself to keep calm, tracing her fingers over her chest as he watched, and then she slowly pulled away from him, walking towards the kitchen. She knew her hips were swaying more than usual; she knew that his gaze was glued to her ass.

"I thought you wanted to order takeout and watch scary movies," she called after her, and he followed. "I've already rented a few to watch on Prime."

"We can do that later," he said, coming up behind her as she stood by the drawer they kept takeout menus in. He again slid his arms around her. "I'm hungry for something else right now."

"Let's get the food ordered," she said, sliding in his arms to face him. "Then we can do some extracurriculars to get our appetites up."

He leaned in for a kiss, and she got caught in the moment, dropping the menu that had been between her fingers. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and he was pressing her against the counter. Yes. She liked this.

He finally pulled away, and they were both gasping at this point. "My appetite is raging already," he panted. "But sure, let's order food."

He leaned to grab the menu from the floor, and she was hard pressed to not grab his ass in return. They picked out some entrees, she could hardly remember what, but she knew it was texmex, and then he called the restaurant to order.

They were old fashioned, they weren't yet at the stage of doing Uber Eats or DoorDash.

She walked to the living room as he ordered, and smirked as she slid the hidden zipper down the front of her dress. It was placed there since it was a maternity costume, and it was meant to be easier to get on and off.

It was.

The material dropped to the floor, and she was standing in the middle of the room in just black panties, a snug black bra that she really had to stop wearing, and a witch hat.

She turned around just in time to see the look on Howie's face as he hung up the phone. "That was cruel," he said. "Do you know how hard it was to not swear as the very kind lady rang in our entrees?"

"I can imagine," she replied, her hands rubbing over her pregnant belly. "I think it was payback for earlier, and you scaring me."

"That's fair," he said, walking forward, and cupped the back of her neck gently to bring her in. Their lips met, and it wasn't gentle anymore. Howie was always careful, always controlled in the bedroom. The only time he truly let go was when she made him come, and she was grateful that he was always so conscientious in all areas, so careful.

She was so glad that she was the only person who got to see him undone like that, and the look on his face when he came was forever etched in her mind.

They were kissing, and Howie had steered them onto the couch. His hands were sliding her panties down, and his fingers were slipping inside her. She got wet easier now that she was pregnant, and it was something she and Howie had been enjoying a lot.

"I love how you feel," he whispered, leaning to kiss her again, and leave a mark on her neck. It was funny, she'd always wanted to cover any mark that Doug gave her, even in the early days when they were love bites and not bruises. Howie had always, always been careful to keep his marks invisible, until she'd urged him on. Now that she was pregnant, she was throwing all caution to the wind, and wanted to display their love to everyone. That meant wearing higher necked shirts at work, but she was okay with that.

She just liked how it felt to look in the mirror the next day and see proof of how much he loved her, how passionate their lovemaking was. It was so starkly different from how it had been previously, but she forced herself out of her head. It wasn't time to think about Doug. Sometimes he still just came to mind. It was so hard to not compare everything from her life now to her life then, but she knew it didn't matter. Everything was better. Everything.

Howie had finally taken his pants off, and he was sliding inside her. Maddie was also really enjoying the sex without condoms. They'd had to learn some new positions as her belly grew larger, but really, that was okay.

That was...more than okay.

She kissed him again, and she felt how he touched her; gentle every time, yet with force when it mattered. If this was going to be their new Halloween tradition, she'd take it. Especially over watching scary movies.