Mac shifts positions so that she is laying next to Harm with her back to him. Harm spoons up behind her and wraps his arm around her waist. She leans back against him and inquires, "How can you possibly say I'm beautiful? In another couple of months, I am going to get as big as a blue whale, or an elephant, or Jupiter!"
Harm chuckles, as he kisses the top of her head. Sometimes they engage in the most whimsical pillow talk. "Jupiter, Mac? I think that is a bit of an over-exaggeration."
Mac spins around at him, thoroughly exasperated, "No it's not! Do you have any idea how big I am really going to get? You thought you didn't have enough rack room on a carrier? We are going to need another bed just to hold me and the babies. There will be absolutely no room for you!"
Harm replies, "I'll be fine, Mac. I've slept in cramped places plenty of times in my life. And I'll have an extra bed in the new big shed for when you really want to get rid of me."
She smacks him square in the chest. He utters a rather unapologetic, "Sorry."
Harm can't help laughing at his wife's absurdity. He asks, "Marine, are you pouting?"
She puffs her lower lip, and lowers her eyes, "Maybe. Are you going to tie my shoes when I can't see my feet anymore?"
Harm nods, "Don't I always?"
Mac timidly asks, "You aren't going to trade me in for a younger, skinnier, prettier model when the only clothes that fit me are yours?"
Harm shakes his head, "Not a chance, Sarah. You are stuck with me forever. And I think you look quiet sexy in my clothes."
She says, "How can you possibly be so calm about this?"
Harm lifts her chin and gives her a soft, tender kiss as he lightly caresses her tummy. "What can I say? You are glowing, you are beautiful, and best of all you are mine. These little ones were conceived by our love, and I honestly couldn't be happier. I have everything I need right here in my arms, except for the two children we already have. I love you, and the kids, and these little ones that aren't already here yet, and I will always be here for all of you."
Mac whispers against his lips, "Promise?"
Harm closes the distance, and kisses her with a little more fervor. When he breaks away, he says, "I promise, now turn back around and just relax."
Mac obliges, slowing turning in his arms, and brushing up against him in the process.
Harm groans at the slightest contact. He would really love to take advantage of their night alone, celebrating the news of the three little ones, and make slow love to her. But that isn't what she needs right now, and this needs to be about her. She obviously has been carrying not just the weight of their three unborn children in her tummy, but the weight of the world on her shoulders as well. He starts lightly kneading her shoulders, and he can feel all the tension that she has been holding inside. He moves his left hand to the spot where her shoulder meets her neck and applies a bit more pressure, causing her head to tilt a little to the side. He starts caressing the exposed part of her neck on the right side with just the tip of his fingers. He always has the magic touch, and it is sending a shiver straight down her spine.
Mac moans, and unconsciously presses her six against his crotch, lightly rubbing against him. Harm scoots back a little, breaking off the contact, continuing to massage her neck. She protests, "Harm?"
He leans over and kisses the back of her neck, "Shh. Just relax baby."
Mac pulls away from his tender ministrations, a bit miffed. She flops over, frustrated, and looks into his eyes, "I thought you wanted to 'get in while the getting was good.' Don't you want to make love to me?"
Harm looks at her with all the love he feels for her emanating from his eyes, "Sarah, there is not a second of any day that I don't want to make love to you. But right now, I want you to let me take care of you. You have been doing everything by yourself the last couple of weeks."
She objects, "Your mother was here to help. Now that your mom has gone home, and the kids aren't here either, I would really like to enjoy some quality alone time with my husband. And the best way you could help me relax is to relieve all of my tension."
Harm quirks his brow at her questioning what tension she needs resolved.
Mac sits up, and pulls her nightgown off, tossing it behind her. She then lays flat on her back and brings her hands to her breasts. She slides one hand down the front of her panties and whispers, "Fine, if you aren't willing to resolve all my tension, I'll just have to take care of matters myself."
Harm is completely torn between wanting to watch his wife pleasure herself, or whether he wants to take care of it for her. Both options are going to have him harder than steel. He places his hand over the one she has underneath her underwear, and guides her hand to her nub. Together, they move their hands over her bundle of nerves, as he leans over and swirls his tongue around her areola being careful not to touch her nipple. He knows how sensitive her breasts can be when she is pregnant, even in the early stages. Mac is lightly pinching her other nipple in between her thumb and index finger. Harm's mouth moves from her breast up her neck to just below her ear where he whispers, "How about I draw a bubble bath for two, and we can continue this in there?"
Mac nods her head, as she moans, "I want this one first, then we can go in the tub, but you have to promise to continue helping me to relax.'
He places his mouth over her ear, sucking the lobe between his teeth as he presses her finger in circles against her swollen bud. He slides one finger through the side of her panties, and slides it into her wet channel, He uses long soft strokes with his measured and deliberate moves, letting her set the pace. When she starts pushing fast circles against her nub, Harm adds another, and begins plunging his fingers in and out of her at a faster pace. He can feel her muscles clenching around his fingers from her impending orgasm, and he curl them just right for her to scream out "Harm" as she convulses around him. He continues to stroke her lightly from within, her wet juices evident on his digits, until she comes down from her high. She wraps her arm around his neck, "Thank you, Harm. That felt so great. I love you."
Harm replies against her lips, "I love you too," before he invites her in a sensual kiss. "I'll go prepare the bath, and come get you when it's ready."
Mac sleepily smiles, "Ok."
Harm says, "Sarah if you just want to go to sleep, we can take a bath in the morning."
She sits up, and sasses, "No way, Sailor. While a little of my tension has been resolved. You have a straight up problem that needs to be remedied, and I want to assist."
