Tsukune raced home as quickly as he could. As soon as he opened the front door Moka sprang out of nowhere, tackled him to the ground, and dug into his neck. Tsukune had no idea how long he had been pinned down, but when Moka finally stopped he felt as though he had been sucked dry.
"You do know we have blood packs…" he said very weakly.
"I prefer the taste of your blood."
"You never drank this much before…"
"I wasn't bearing your child before, I'm feeding for two now. What took you so long anyway?"
"Just enjoying the festive scenery… but I can't see much of anything right now."
Vampires had superhuman senses, but even they got dizzy and sensitive when there wasn't enough blood in their system. Tsukune stumbled over to the place where they kept the blood packs. As soon as he could see clearly again, he saw that Moka was wearing nothing but her robe and some festive undergarments.
"My god… even with the baby weight she's a goddess!"
"Still enjoying the festive scenery?" asked Moka waving her pink-hued silver hair.
"Kinda… you still want that ice cream?"
"I'm afraid I've filled up on blood… which remindes me, I think it's time for you to apply my embalmment."
After the others found out that Moka was pregnant, Yukari made a special balm for her to use to deal with stretch marks, even though on the inside she was as jealous as all the others.
"Do vampires even get stretch marks? Don't we heal rapidly?"
"I'd rather not risk it. And something tells me you wouldn't want a bride with stretch marks for all eternity."
Even after all this time Tsukune still couldn't believe he was allowed to touch Moka the way he was. There was a time she would have kicked his head clean off if he even looked at her funny. Now she was carrying his child and he was rubbing a balm into her skin.
"What's wrong?"
"I can hear the baby's heartbeat…"
Tsukune's superhuman hearing enabled him to heart the heartbeat without pressing his head against Moka's stomach.
"Takara…"
"What?"
"That's what I've decided to name her… because she'll be our little treasure."
"I thought we were going to let it be a surprise… and isn't it too early to tell anyway?"
"Maternal instinct tells me it's a girl. I'm going to be the mother of the most beautiful girl in the whole world… and I have you to thank for it…"
Without warning, Moka seemed to flare up in a rage and pinned Tsukune to the ground.
"AND IF YOU EVER DO ANYTHING TO HURT ME OR OUR BABY I'LL CRUSH YOUR BALLS LIKE COCKROACHES!"
Tsukune knew it wasn't Moka's fault, it was the mood swings, but it didn't make her mad face any less terrifying. Just like that Moka broke down crying.
"I'm sorry dear Tsukune! Can you ever forgive me?!"
"Yes… if you'll just stop crushing my ribs."
Tsukune and Moka started watching It's A Wonderful Life, but Moka's attention was a lot more dedicated to her husband. She was madly in love with the new life growing inside of her and with Tsukune for making it happen.
"Are you sure you're not cold?" he asked.
"Why would I be?" she asked wrapping her arms around him "I've got such a hot hubby to keep me warm."
"Am I talking too much?"
"Yes! Why don't you kiss her already instead of talking her to death?!"
Moka seized the opportunity to kiss Tsukune hard on the lips.
"Moka… you smell like peppermint."
"I know that look… you want to have sex, don't you?"
Just like that Tsukune found his face flat on the floor with Moka's foot on the top of his head.
"LEARN YOUR PLACE TSUKUNE AONO! I WON'T LET YOU DO ANYTHING THAT ENDANGERS OUR CHILD!"
One of the main causes of miscarriages was too much physical exertion, and being what they were, Tsukune and Moka weren't always gentle lovers.
"I hope she has that baby soon… these mood swings of hers are killing me."
"Okay, maybe that was too harsh… I'm sure there's at least one thing we can do… take it off."
"Moka?"
"TAKE IT OFF! NOW!"
Moka's face turned red as Tsukune disrobed. There was a time when she never gave reproductive organs a second thought, but now she could appreciate just how jealous her friends had been when she and Tsukune pledged themselves to each other.
"Have I ever told you that you're sexy?"
"I… I'm not sure you've ever used those exact words."
"Well you are…"
Moka stroked her stomach.
"You're the only person I'd ever let do this to me… now let your wife take care of you."
Earlier Tsukune had been worried about his impending parenthood, but as Moka took his manhood between her toes the stress seemed to melt away like snow in the spring.
To be continued
