In the second trimester, they had lots of pregnant sex as Lizzy's breasts became swollen and started taking on a darker hue and preparing her for motherhood. Her increasing belly was also such a turn on for Darcy as it was carrying HIS baby! He loved kissing her belly and loved massaging it with oil when her skin felt itchy as it stretched.

He thought Lizzy was already sexy. But a pregnant Lizzy? Now, she was super sexy. His Mother Earth goddess. She was the carrier of a Darcy and a baby that he hoped would have the best characteristics of both of them.

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The next visit to the gynaecologist had some unexpected news for them.

"You're expecting twins," the gyno said.

Both parents were surprised. There was no history of twins in either family.

Two baby Darcys? In one go? Darcy smiled and was chuffed on how incredibly fertile and potent he was again. He thought, maybe he should donate to a sperm bank, to help other couples with their fertility needs.

Lizzy raised her eyebrows at Darcy for she knew how his thoughts tended. She'll divorce me in a heartbeat if I even suggest this, he realised. He coloured. He just wanted to help other people!

Lizzy thought they're going to need a lot of pairs of hands to deal with twins.

"Can the ultrasound show already what gender they are?" asked Lizzy.

The gyno fiddled around and then found the tell tale signs.

"Looks like you'll have one of each," the gyno said.

Both in shell shock, they went back to the car. Once inside Lizzy found herself being passionately kissed by Darcy "I love you, I love you and I love our babies!"

She smiled but groaned, "Darling you know this means double the trouble?"

Darcy shook his head in a daze. "Never. They'll have the best of everything, they'll behave because their father says so and both of their parents love them. I was in the Army Lizzy, I know how to discipline children."

Lizzy just shook her head and thought he had no idea...

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By the third trimester Lizzy waddled like an elephant and she looked like a whale. Jane visited her with Charles junior and tried to give her words of comfort.

"My boobs are enormous, my back hurts and I can't see my feet anymore!" She complained.

"You're nearly there Lizzy, only a matter of weeks now." She tried to soothe her sister. She did look like she was about to pop.

Jane held Charles Junior who patted his aunt's pregnant belly.

"At least you will all grow up together little Charles," Lizzy said.

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One evening, Darcy was particularly horny - Lizzy's boobs! - and he had a vigorous round of pregnancy sex with her.

Unfortunately, that triggered her labour as her waters broke.

This incident caused Darcy an enormous amount of guilt later on. She was eight months' pregnant!

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Labour was full on. It was war. Lizzy hated his guts and she wanted the epidural right now.

"Lizzy, it will be fine," he tried being the calming and relaxing supportive partner and father-to-be, holding and stroking her hand which were like claws on him.

But he saw how much pain she was in after another contraction went through her body, and that terrified him.

"Fine?!" She screamed gutturally, "You try pushing two watermelons out of your dick!"

She shocked him with her agony and pain and Darcy became frightened. And traumatised.

"We are never ever having sex again", Lizzy said through gritted teeth.

"That's fine", he whispered. He was just lost at what to do as she went through the agony of childbirth. He heard about women who lost their sex drive because of labour, and frankly, seeing Lizzy going through labour made him lose his. Immediately.

Oh shit, what have I done to the woman I love, he thought in a panic. She'll divorce me and discharge herself from hospital without telling me! He was fearful and the thought of her departure terrified him.

"We won't ever have sex again," he added.

Lizzy gave him a murderous glance as another contraction went through her body and she screamed the room down.

Poor Darcy, he thought he was about to faint. Poor Lizzy, she didn't know if she'd survive birthing these two babies.

The poor anaesthetist finally gave her some relief and she eventually managed to naturally deliver the first baby, a girl. She was exhausted. Her body had its own mind and she just gave up and allowed nature take its course. By then she had no control over her body and another contraction saw the birth of the second baby, a boy, without incident.

Darcy cut the cords of both.

The first time Darcy held his babies was a moment of pure bliss. He couldn't believe that these two vulnerable creatures were due to his efforts.

All the paternal feelings of a new father came flooding in: protection, bottomless pit of love, and promises of a lifetime of support were silently made.

Lizzy looked exhausted. She had fed the babies before handing them over to him and she looked as if she was going to sleep for the next week.

"How do they look?" She asked him weakly.

"Like you and me", he said. And he went over to her and kissed her forehead.

"I love you Will."

"I love you Lizzy."

She closed her eyes and went to sleep. He watched her finally rest, and he placed the still asleep babies in their cribs, as he too eventually found his rest.