Chapter 18. my baby love
A/N: I do not own MG and its characters.
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"Ximen…" Xiao You bit her lip, unsure of how to proceed. She didn't move from
her perch on Ximen's lap while he sat on the couch in the living room. Shan Cai
had just left for Taiwan a couple of hours ago after she realized that they'd
made up.
"Hmmm?" Ximen asked as he absently ran his right hand all over her thigh. His chin was resting on top of her head, his eyes closed.
"Did you…uhm…notice anything different about me…" she trailed off as she wondered why she was finding it hard to just go ahead and say what she had to say.
"Different?" He didn't know what she meant. The truth was he really couldn't think because he was just a bit sleepy. He hadn't been sleeping too well eversince she'd left him months before. He supposed his body finally acknowledged its state of tiredness now that she was finally in his arms.
"Yes, different…" she repeated. She thought about taking his hand and placing it on her tummy but she couldn't make herself move to do so. She looked up and realized that he was starting to nod off. He looked tired.
"Diff…" he didn't even get to finish the word.
Xiao You sighed. Well, he was here to stay anyway, so she could probably tell him tomorrow. She started to move off him but even asleep, his arms tightened around her, unwilling to give her up. Which was fine by her. She wanted to sleep in his arms anyway.
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Somewhere in France.
"What are you doing?" Lei asked his wife as she wrapped her arms around him from behind. He was only wearing his pajama bottoms as he ladled the soup he'd managed to cook them at her apartment's kitchen.
"Feeling the cook…" she trailed off , "…and tasting him…" she continued as she dropped a small kiss on his nape. "Mmm…yummy…"
He shivered as he felt her tongue on his skin. "You're going to make me drop the soup…" he warned her.
"And I care because…?" she teased him, undaunted by his warning.
"We haven't eaten in hours…" he complained plaintively although he dropped the ladle back into the pot and placed the cup he'd been holding in his other hand back onto the counter.
She didn't bother to answer him. Instead she dragged him towards the wall and pressed herself onto him.
"Jing…" he couldn't help the physical reaction her actions had elicited in him.
"Hmmm?" she mumbled as she dropped light, nibbling kisses down his throat, while her hands busied themselves with unbuttoning the pajama top she was wearing.
"I…" Lei couldn't continue. He wondered briefly if he'd managed to turn the stove off before she'd distracted him but couldn't for the life of him remember. Jing had finished unbuttoning her top and had just stepped closer to him so he could feel every curve and contour of her body as they fit perfectly against his.
"You…" she continued to tease him as she skimmed her fingers down the sides of his body and ever so gently slid them inside the waistband of his pajamas.
Lei seemed to suddenly come to his senses and before she could even react, he'd already carried her and had her sitting on the kitchen counter near the sink. She squealed as he stepped in between her thighs, the pajama top already off her shoulders and pooling by her hips.
He looked up and met her mischievous gaze with an equally mischievous one of his own and slowly, gently, he poked his tongue out...
…and licked.
She gasped at the contact and pulled him even closer…
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Xiao You slowly came to awareness with the feel of Ximen's lips nuzzling her neck. She arched her head unconsciously to accommodate him and couldn't help the moan that escaped her lips. She shifted from her perch and her eyes shot open when she felt him.
In all his aroused glory.
"Ximen…" she began but was cut off by his lips.
"Shh…" he whispered when he lifted his mouth briefly off hers to breathe. His eyes were open and he looked at her as though he was trying to absorb her very essence.
"Uhmmm…" she didn't know what she was supposed to say. She could only gasp as he shifted her so that her butt pressed even more firmly over his manhood.
"Uhuh…" was all he could say. Somehow, three layers of clothes didn't even seem enough to prevent him from feeling her heat.
Without any words spoken between them, they understood what to do. Almost in synchrony, they both moved so that she ended up with her legs on either side of his hips, her knees digging in on the couch, with his hands on either side of her waist. She wrapped her arms around his neck just as he moved his head so they could kiss.
It was a kiss of intense heat.
So intense in fact, that they both started sweating despite the air-conditioner setting being at it coldest.
Ximen's hands moved upwards taking her shirt along with it and they broke apart so he could take it completely off and throw it behind her. He then shifted them so she lay on her back on the couch, her torso bare, wearing only her panties. He then quickly took his own shirt off and followed her down to lie on top of her. Then they were kissing again and he moved his hands downwards towards her thighs so he could fit himself better in between them.
They both groaned as her heat met his hardness.
They both gasped as she pressed herself even closer, her breasts scraping against his bare chest.
His lips moved from her lips to her chin, then sideways towards her throat. She arched and pressed the back of her head on the couch's armrest to give him better access. He took advantage almost immediately and found himself nipping at the area where her pulse throbbed heavily. She moaned at the feel of his tongue as he soothed the area where he bit her and she couldn't help but rake her fingernails down his back when he moved even lower, his lips hovering over her breasts.
Her sudden intake of breath sounded loudly as he bent to take her into his mouth. She couldn't stop her hands from moving from his back to his head, not quite sure whether she wanted to pull him off or push her closer to her. He prevented her from taking action though by moving one of his hands to anchor one of her legs over his hips. They both panted as the movement pressed his hardness over her own source of heat. So close he didn't even know where his body ended and hers began.
"Off…" she muttered inelegantly as she sought to pull his boxers off him.
"Uhmm…" his voice was muffled as he clumsily tried to push the waistband of her panties down her hips.
"Now…" she gasped as they both lay bare over each other.
"Yes…" He mumbled just before he moved to join them together.
The sheer intensity of their connection stilled their movements for a while as both of them struggled to take in all the feelings rioting inside each of them. He stopped to gaze intently into her eyes and she swore she could almost feel herself drown in its depths.
"I love you…" he managed to whisper before that nameless force inside him took over and impelled him to move.
She couldn't even manage a response.
She just met him.
Thrust by thrust.
Up and down.
At each crest…
and each trough.
In every high…
and every low.
Until...
their feelings coalesced…
and with hands entwined…
they found...
...
...
...
bliss.
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"Not fair…" Jing managed to croak right after. They were now sprawled over the kitchen floor.
"You started it…" he reminded her in a not-so-steady voice.
She sighed. "I think I scratched my butt…" she complained as she turned to her side to inspect the damage.
He mustered enough strength to move and turned her over his lap. "Nope…all clear…" he pronounced.
She should have felt awkward, lying as she was all bare with her behind exposed to his gaze, but she wasn't. She smiled at him as she turned sideways and supported her head with her hand on her chin and her elbows digging on the floor.
"Lei…"
"Yes?" he answered, his hand absently smoothing her butt.
"What if I get pregnant?" she asked idly.
He looked stunned for a minute before he broke into a wide smile, pushed her gently off his lap and crawled towards her. He then slid his hand on her nape and brought her face closer to his.
Then he whispered,
"I can't wait…"
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It took quite a while before their heartbeats slowed…
before their thoughts could form…
before their bodies could settle…
Xiao You thought it couldn't be any more intense than it had been before.
Ximen thought it couldn't be any more intoxicating than it had been before.
They were both wrong.
"Was it just me or did we actually feel the earth move?" she teased him, her voice coming out hoarsely.
"Oh I don't know…I thought maybe that was off the Richter scale…" he laughed weakly as he shifted both of them so she lay on top, her body half over him, half on the couch.
They both sighed.
"Ximen…"
"Hmm?"
Xiao You knew it was time. She slowly caught one of his hands in hers and moved it downwards…
towards her tummy.
Her slightly bulging tummy.
Then she looked up and met his questioning gaze.
Ximen looked at her in confusion, struggling to comprehend what it was she was trying to tell him. He moved his palm over the area and finally felt the bulge. His hand tightened briefly over her stomach and he quickly looked down to verify what his sense of touch had told him.
"Xiao You…?" he asked as he stared back into her eyes.
She bit her lip and waited.
A heartbeat later…
"Are you…" He couldn't continue. Emotions he'd thought were already settled, bubbled and rioted inside of him unbidden and his heart started beating quite loudly once again. Was she saying what he thought she was saying?
She nodded her head slowly, fearfully, unsure of what his reaction was going to be.
He looked stunned!
And then, like a ray of light shining through the clouds, his surprise gave way to a smile.
A smile so bright, she couldn't help but give him one of her own.
Then,
ever so gently,
he turned her on her back.
And slowly, he moved...
downwards…
until finally,
tenderly…
he bent down and dropped a kiss…
lightly,
fleetingly…
there…
just there,
just over where their baby was growing inside her.
Xiao You's eyes couldn't help but tear up at the picture he made...
as with eyes equally misty as hers, he opened his mouth to speak.
Or at least, he tried to.
But he never quite managed it.
So instead, he sat up and lifted her up towards him and hugged her.
Tightly.
He burrowed his head into her neck. But still, he couldn't say anything. At least, not out loud.
But he was thanking the heavens silently.
For giving her back to him.
For giving him another chance.
For making all of his dreams come true.
And for showing him,
…that despite everything he'd done wrong in the past…
…he'd been forgiven…
…and saved.
FIN
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