Tw: pregnant s3x.

? ンユメ? ンユン? ンユᆪ ? ンユᄄ? ンユン? ンユᅠ? ンユᄂ ? ンユヨ? ? ンユᆪ? ンユユ? ? ンユル? ンユ゚ ? ンユメ? ンユヨ? ンユレ? ンユワ'? ? ンユヨ? ンユン? ンユᆰ? ンユヨ? ンユᆬ ? ンユᅠ? ンユヨ?. ℍ? ? ンユヨ? ンユン? ? ンユヨ? ? ンユᅠ? ンユヨ? ンユル? ンユ゚? ? ンユヨ? ンユᆬ? ンユヨ? ? ンユᅠ? ンユン? ? ンユメ? ンユヨ ? ンユᆪ? ンユユ? ンユヤ? ンユヨ? ? ンユレ? ンユル? ? ンユᅠ? ンユᆬ? ンユᄂ ? ンユリ?.
"?'? ? ンムワ? ンモヌ? ? ンムメ? ンムメ... ? ? ンメᄊ? ? ンモテ? ンメᄊ? ンモヌ ? ンメᄑ? ? ンモノ? ンムメ? ? ンメᄊ?,"
"ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ. ɪꜰ ᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ᴜꜱ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴀᴘᴏʟᴏɢɪꜱɪɴɢ, ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴍᴇ,"


Taylor clutched her bag tightly in the elevator. "I wouldn't be nervous, ma'am. The people here are very nice," The man assured her. Taylor laughed nervously. "It's not that. It's my husband. He's being deployed tomorrow morning," She rested a hand on her bump. "Ah, he's off to Alaska then?" He asked. Taylor looked up and nodded. "That's right,"

Thanks to some favours on her end, (read: using Goose's tragic passing) Taylor managed to get an off-schedule visit in to see Pete before he left. The guy, Viper, let it pass and allowed her to stay with him on site as a one-off. She held the sonogram of their daughter tightly in her left hand, wanting to give it as a goodbye gift.

The elevator pinged open.

Taylor threw the man a smile as she waddled out towards Viper's office, where Pete would be waiting for her. She flashed small smiles to the other aviators and officers as she walked by. She took a deep breath as she rapped on door 7B.

"Come in," Viper called.

Taylor opened the door slowly and shut it behind. Pete's eyes widened. "Hey, what're you doing here? Is everything ok?" She gave a small smile. "Yeah. I just wanted to see you before you left... seeing as I'll be having the baby before you get back," She said. She abruptly handed him the sonogram from a few days ago. "Here... this is the last scan I'll have of her before she's born," Pete took it with a smile. "Thanks,"

Only then did Taylor realise Viper had left. "Um, that Viper dude is letting me stay the night here with you," She gestured over her shoulder. Pete's eyes widened. "Really? That's cool,"

Taylor nodded slowly.

"Listen... I'm sorry... I was unfair the other day," She said, looking down. "Don't be," Pete said. "If either of us should be apologising, it's me," He sat down on a chair, Taylor following suit. "I promised you I'd stop drinking, and I didn't." Taylor stared in shock as he grabbed her hands. "Forgive me?" She smiled. "Of course. We were all struggling with Goose's death." She looked into his eyes. "Viper's given you the day off, he told me. So... you wanna show me where you're staying?" She whispered.

Damn those pregnancy hormones. All she'd been for the last couple of weeks was horny as hell. Now she and Pete were made up and friends again, maybe he could cure her of this ailment.

Pete's eyes flicked to her lips. "Follow me," He whispered back.

They rushed, as quick as she could, being eight months pregnant, to his small sleeping bit. He locked the door behind them and spun with lust in his eyes. He strode across and began kissing her. "Are you sure we can do this?" He asked between kisses. Taylor nodded. "Mm-hmm. We're fine. It's not like I can get any more pregnant," She teased.

~~~~SMUT~~~~SMUT~~~~SMUT~~~~

Both of them took off their clothes leaving Pete in his boxers and Taylor in her lacy bra and knickers. She felt Pete undo her bra from behind. Her bra fell and she felt her breasts fall down. Ice-cold but equally warm hands cupped them. 2 fingers played with her nipples and she let out a moan. The fingers played with her boobs rougher. She let out an exhale of breath. "Pete..." They both removed their underwear until they were completely naked. She sat on his lap and began to grind her hips on his. His hands grabbed her thighs and they both moaned. She slid him in. They moved slowly, with gentle thrusts.

"Hey... Pete? I wanna try something." She slid off him, the moment making her feel all shivery and she let out a moan. "I wanna try it against the wall and on the floor." Pete frowned, standing up. "Why?" Taylor shrugged, "I just think it'll be interesting." Pete shrugged and then grabbed her in his arms. "Better get started then," He pushed her against the wall, Taylor practically sitting on his boner, heavily making out. Tongues battling for dominance. Their knees began to go weak, so they slid to the floor. Pete was still inside her and she was laying on the floor, her arms being held above her head by Pete as he thrust into her like an animal.

She began moaning and groaning as the thrusts increased in speed. Through the pants, Taylor had managed to say "Pete... I'm close." All he did was grunt and thrust harder. They both came at the same time in a series of shivers, sweat and groans.

As they were putting their clothes on, Taylor sighed. "We should do that again at some point. That was the best sex I've ever had." Pete kissed her nose.
"Next time... I'll make it even better."

He played with her hair as she lay next to him. "Tay... I know we're married and all, but... something has been on my mind for the last few months and I've not had the courage to say it." She blinked slowly, still coming down from her orgasm. "Yeah?" She asked. "I-I wanted to say it before I got deployed... just in case I don't come back,"

Taylor wanted to argue, but she knew the risk. Anybody who joined the armed forces was signing their life away to fate and fate only. She stayed quiet, just letting Pete speak. "Taylor, I-I think I love you,"

Taylor blinked in shock. "Really?" She asked quietly. "I... I don't know if it's the baby, or that we've lived together for the last four months, but I do... I think I love you," Taylor turned to smile. "I think I love you too," She smiled.

Deep down though, she knew this marriage wouldn't last. While Pete loved her now, he would grow over the next few years, and so would she.

And whilst Taylor desperately wanted it to work...
It wasn't going to.