Together, the royal family sat in the library and played their weekly game. Tonight, it was charades.
Jack hated charades. Shakespeare night took him months to get comfortable with, chess he thrived most nights, but charades, he never got a grip of—not even after years of practice.
Currently, it was his sister Sophie's turn. Jack stared at her in confusion while the others were trying to guess. Really, he had no idea what the Hell she was acting out so dramatically.
Sophie sighed, sagging her shoulders like the annoyed teenager she was. "Okay, here's a hint." She said to the crowd huddled on the chairs and sofa. "It's a book." Everyone acknowledged this and Sophie went into a different recreation. She looked sad and rubbed her hand over her belly, then put her hands together in a begging position.
"Starving orphan?" Agnarr guessed.
"That's not a book title," Iduna was correcting, but Sophie made a noise in her throat. He was on the right path!
Sophie then pretended to be cold and lost.
"Uh... Hansel and Gretel?" Shrugged Emily, Sophie and Jack's mother.
Sophie changed it up then she acted like she was stealing something out of someone's pocket, being very sly about it.
"Robin Hood?" Elsa joined in. She was holding a pillow over her belly that revealed she was in the early stages of pregnancy.
Silently, Jack had been putting it together; it was all familiar. Hungry orphan, stealing money...
"Oliver Twist!"
"Huh?" Everyone turned to him.
"She's Oliver Twist!" Jack exclaimed again.
"Yes!" Sophie threw her arms in the air, "Finally!"
"Why are these cards so specific?" Agnarr wondered aloud as he took back Sophie's piece of paper.
Jack was relieved, he felt like he'd participated at last.
"Now it's Jack's turn." Iduna grinned mischievously at her son-in-law.
"What?" He blinked.
"Yeah, you guessed right, so you go next!" Elsa snorted, eager to see him in action.
"I think it's Mom's turn again," Jack eyed his mother desperately, pleading for an escape.
Emily folded her arms, "Nice try, kiddo."
"Hopefully you don't get 'pregnant lady.'" Elsa joked as Jack reluctantly stood up from the couch and stood in front of them.
"Come on, make your future kids proud!" Sophie teased.
Without looking, Agnarr handed Jack his card. Jack barely glanced at it and went, "Fuck me," under his breath. He'd gotten 'angry guard.' Sighing, he mustered up an angry face and 'knocked' harshly on an invisible door.
"Mom when you oversleep?" Laughed his sister.
"No?" Jack winced.
"Come on, let's play for real!" Iduna said, growing excited.
Jack parroted himself, not sure what to say to get more into the role. Everyone guessed random things, but no matter what Jack or did, none came up with the right answer. His movements were stiff and vague, face riddled with discomfort.
"Time's up!" Agnarr said. Jack relaxed—at least it was over. "I've stayed up late as it is, I'd better retire now."
Elsa yawned, "Me too. You know I've gotta get lots of sleep since I'll be going years without it." She grinned at Jack, who knew exactly what she'd meant.
"All right, good night everyone." Emily said. She approached Jack and whispered, "Such shame, to lose in front of your own wife." She then kissed his cheek to show she was only teasing. Jack heard Elsa snort and he grinned mischievously.
"And what are you laughing at?" He took the small of her waist.
"You." She poked his nose, "And how cute you are."
Jack leaned and kissed her. "Do you take joy in my humiliation?" He joked.
"I wouldn't say 'joy,' more like curiosity." She explained as they walked to their room.
That made no sense to Jack, who wrinkled his forehead, "Aaand what about my torment made you curious?"
"I don't understand why charades is so hard for you. It's just... roleplaying!" She simpered as she crawled into bed.
"Well, I don't know if you've noticed, but I'm not very experienced in 'roleplaying.'" Jack sighed and began to change out of his clothes. As Elsa was about to strip out of her dress, she had an idea.
"You know, practice makes perfect."
"Is that so?" He'd taken off his top and was standing shirtless by the chest of drawers, Elsa took his hands before he could put on a nightshirt. He could tell by the look in her eyes what she was implying. "You're saying I should start now?"
Elsa didn't respond, she instead sauntered over to the bed. Jack watched inquisitively, then she laid in the bed flat on her back, "Oh, I think I've fallen ill." She cried with an exaggerated voice, making Jack roll his eyes. "If only there was someone who could assist me in my time of need. If only there were a strapping young gentleman with medical knowledge around!"
Jack was biting his lip so he didn't laugh as he crawled over her, "Well, I don't see anyone like that around, but I'm here."
Elsa broke character, "Get into it!"
"Seriously?" He chuckled. Elsa nodded. "Uh—I—What's the trouble... Ma'am?" He supposed that would work.
"I have a terrible pain, you see. I can't seem to find a remedy." She began tracing the muscles on his arms, "I need a very special treatment to help my case."
Why did she have to talk to him and touch him like that? Now he was too distracted by his growing erection to be able to focus on this little game she'd created. "That's... I think I can find a solution..." He shuddered.
"We'll need to operate immediately, Doctor."
Jack groaned, "Do you have to call me 'doctor?"
"What would you prefer me to call you? Doctor Overland?"
"How about just Jack." He clearly wasn't as invested in this as Elsa was, but she was still amused by his reactions. "And might I say, you're the most beautiful patient I've ever worked on." He took her hands and kissed them.
Now he's getting it! Elsa pretended to be faint, "Oh, Jack, the pain is too much!"
He held back laughter, "Where's the pain?"
"Oh, all over... But first, I think you're supposed to check my heartbeat." She pressed his hand against her left breast. His heart was already pounding, but now he could feel that Elsa's was as well. Her nightgown covering her wouldn't do—he tugged at the strings to loosen it and lowered her gown to expose her beautiful, round breasts. They'd started to get slightly bigger, and Elsa complained how heavy they felt. If she was lucky, she wouldn't go up more than a single cup size, but only time would tell.
As for Jack, he had no complaints about her gorgeous, soft breasts as he massaged them in his hands. Elsa sighed dreamily, she almost forgot they were roleplaying... Well, at least she was. "How is it, Doctor?"
"Huh?" Jack was already misty-eyed.
"My heartbeat."
"Oh, uh... fine." He sighed as he rolled his thumb over her nipple. "Oh, Elsa..."
"You're not playing your part." She smirked.
"Do we have to do all that? I'm so..." He paused. "It's been a while, okay?" He leaned into her neck, a hand still groping and fondling her breast. "I'm not good at these things, but I might do better if I follow your lead." He left a trail of kisses down her neck.
Elsa moaned, "You're on the right track... I think we've both got a fever."
"Only for you, my love." He kissed her collarbone.
"Doctor, we've just met—"
"Shh." He pressed his forefinger to her lips. "It's Jack. And I think I've got the cure for your illness."
Elsa smiled, "Oh?"
"Yes, but we have to work quickly." Jack skirted down the bed and placed his hands on her thighs.
"Jack, do you think there's enough time?"
Jack was gazing up between her thighs. He rolled down her underwear and gazed into her beautiful sex; like an open flower. "I think..." He panted, "There's plenty of time." Truly, he was playing along to make her happy, but he was dying to go to town on her that he was ready to say 'fuck it.' "I've got to make an incision... But first..." Reaching with his tongue, Jack pressed his lips to her bud. He savored the pink flesh as she released a string of silky moans.
He pressed greedily into her, stopping to kiss her inner thighs.
Elsa gasped, "I think we're making progress!"
Jack's head poked out from under her dress, "About that incision..." He climbed over her. Elsa took his arms, tracing the lines of muscle on his shoulders. He brushed some of her bangs aside, "Are you ready?"
"Yes..."
Jack plunged into her with a deep moan. Her hot core coating him and transporting him into a world that was only her. "Oh God...!" He panted, "The only way to stop the pain is for you to come...!" It was a cringe-worthy effort, but he was trying.
Elsa snaked her arms around him, "Yes... Oh, Jack, you need to come in me!"
"Oh, I want to!" Jack broke character, "I want to come inside of you!" Their moans were silenced by their fervent kissing. "Oh, fuck! I can't hold back much longer." He sank as deep into her as he could go while still being gentle. As her hips came thrusting up into his, her whimper of his name broke his resolve and he spilled inside of her with a groan of ecstasy, followed by his head dropping onto her shoulder. He managed a few, weak thrusts as he came down from his high.
Elsa panted, "Doctor, I think you've cured me."
Pulling out of her, Jack admired her body one more time before they would both redress. His eyes fell on her belly, which was starting to grow. He couldn't believe four months had gone by already since she broke the news. Since then, sex wasn't hard and heavy, but more careful since Jack had a slight paranoia about hurting the baby.
No amount of reassurance from Elsa changed that.
Elsa placed her hand over her womb, "My, you got me pregnant quick!" She joked.
Jack snorted, "Time does fly..." He mused and bent over to kiss her stomach. He rested his cheek on her belly, "Don't you start feeling them move around about now?"
"Not yet... Maybe a few more weeks." She smiled, "I think she'll start hearing us soon." Elsa had settled on their first child being a girl, whether Jack agreed or not.
Like an excited child, Jack's eyes lit up, "Really?"
She giggled at his enthusiasm, "Her mother's voice."
Jack pouted. "That's not fair." He pressed his ear to her belly. "You can hear your daddy too, can't you?"
"She can't talk, Jack."
"Shh! I hear something!" He went quiet for a few seconds. Elsa knew he was messing around, so she waited impatiently for what he would do next. "What's that...? They're saying 'I'm a boy! And I can hear my dad, thank you very much.'"
"Mhm..." Elsa pulled him next to her and snuggled to him. She fit perfectly against his body. "You're a good doctor." She kissed his jaw. "But you're gonna be an even better father."
Her words went straight into Jack's heart. It filled him with a tenderness he was so eager to share with their future child. These next five months wouldn't go by quickly enough.
