"I just received word that Jason will be returning back to the BAU next week," Erin said as she smoothed her nightgown over her growing bump. Though David had said that she looked positively fecund at the moment, all Erin felt was fat. She was twenty weeks along, halfway through her pregnancy, and she couldn't wait for her next appointment to see if she had been correct in her belief that she was having a little girl. Smiling a little, she stroked her stomach once more before turning to look at her partner, seeing that he was already in bed, resting against the headboard as he read through his current manuscript. "Did you hear me, darling?"
He looked up from the page he held in his hand, and gave her a sheepish smile. "Something about Jason?" he asked as he patted her side of the bed, and she rolled her eyes a little as she went to the bed and awkwardly got in, knowing that it would only get worse as she progressed in her pregnancy. "Is it almost time for him to return?"
"Yes, it's been five months, and he was given six months of leave. Have you talked to him at all?" she asked as she worried the sheet between her fingers, knowing that they had been close once upon a time. He nodded, but wouldn't look at her, which meant that they had been talking. "What is he saying about me?"
"Just that we're a bit old to be having affairs and for you to end up pregnant. There was a strong sense that he thought we should have explored our options." Erin felt herself blanch a little at the implication of those words, her hand covering her bump protectively as she looked at him. "I told Jason where he could shove it, just so you know. And I was glad that Aaron hadn't told him the truth about the baby's parentage. I think he might be realizing just all of what's on the line if we let the truth come out now."
She nodded as she felt the baby kick out at her hand. "David, here, feel," she gasped out as she took hold of his hand and pressed it down on the place where she had felt the fluttering movements, watching his face relax into a smile full of wonderment and joy. "She's moving."
"So I can feel." His smile grew as he leaned in and kissed her deeply. Erin sighed against his lips as she curled her hand around his neck, puling him in closer to her as she felt the first flickering of desire start to rise in her core. "Erin?"
"I think that it's time we were a little more intimate, don't you?" She didn't know how David would answer her question, so she pulled him in close for another kiss before taking hold of his hand and bringing it to her breasts, encouraging him to touch her. A sharp gasp slipped from her lips as he used the fabric of her nightgown to irritate her nipple, causing it to stiffen into a tight button. She mewled a little in frustration when he stopped touching her, arching away from her as he began to ruck up said nightgown, his hands ghosting over her skin. Finally, they had to end the kiss so that he could remove the nightgown before tugging off his own shirt and pyjama pants.
"Are you certain that this is the direction that you want to go? Once we're…" Erin cut off his words with another fierce kiss, letting her actions speak for her thoughts. She wanted to be his, she wanted to feel cherished and loved in this moment, and somehow, she knew that she could trust David to ensure that would happen. He broke the kiss once more to gaze down in her eyes, and she bit her lip as continued to look at him, hoping that the trust she had for him was evident in her eyes. "All right, I get the hint." Chuckling a little, he ran his fingers through her hair before beginning to pepper her face with light kisses, including her eyelids, which made her feel so cherished in that moment. Soon, though, he was dragging his lips along her jaw and down her neck, tracing his tongue along her collarbone, causing her to shiver with desire.
"David," she breathed out as he began to work his way down her chest, one hand cupping a breast as his other hand slipped between her thighs to brush against her vulva. She parted her legs so that he could have better access to her body and then she was arching her back as his lips first brushed against the swell of her breasts. She was already starting to become so sensitive to sensation that the merest brush of his tongue against her areola caused her to cry out, her hand pressing against the back of his head, encouraging him to taste her more fully. "Oh, fuck," she whimpered as his thumb brushed against her clit while he sucked at her nipples. Sensation after glorious sensation washed over her body as he smoothly entered her with one stroke, filling her completely. There was something so gloriously heady about having sex with someone she loved when her last experience had been the complete opposite.
"Am I hurting you?" he murmured in her ear as he thrust lazily in and out of her body.
"No, darling, this feels perfect," she gasped out as she met his thrust for thrust, finding herself driven to higher planes of pleasure as he continued to kiss and stroke her, learning her body as they made love. "I love you," she gasped out as she felt everything in her body coalesce into the tight, heady, feeling that foretold her impending orgasm, and Erin slung one leg around his thigh, pulling him in deeper as she went over the precipice into pure bliss.
The next thing she was aware of, David was gently washing her body free from the aftereffects of sex, and her heart lurched in her chest as she gazed at him. "Do you really love me?" he asked as he helped her back into her nightgown, and she nodded. "When did you know?"
"When you fought for my children. I know that we don't have quite the custody agreement that we wanted, but you did everything you could to make us a family without being hateful towards Alan. I know that he's under so much pressure from his parents, that they don't know the full story, and so whipped him into the weird custody agreement that he wanted. I made the largest mistake of my life, and you were the only one who took it in stride and still saw me as someone worthy. I know, I know, I'm giving Helen short shrift, but I would never look at Helen that way. She's happy with her wife, and I am so happy with you, even if Aaron and Jason are hanging over my head like the proverbial sword of Damocles."
Bursting into tears, she snuggled in close to his body, wanting to lose herself in him as she struggled to get control over her emotions once more. "I prefer to think that your largest mistake led to the life that you were supposed to have, which is with me." She let out a watery chuckle at that little declaration, welcoming his arm around her waist as he curved his body around hers. "I know, I could have said that a little more seriously. So here, have these words from my heart. I love you, too. And our little girl. And our older children. We are going to be a family, come hell or high water, and I never want you to feel as if I'll choose my friendships with Aaron and Jason over you. I'm in this for the long haul, stellina." She nodded and rested her head on his chest, allowing his heartbeat to lull her into a deep, restful, sleep.