Arthur watched Molly wobble around the kitchen getting dinner ready in the doorframe of the kitchen, letting his eyes glance over her curves a few times. Feeling the stare of someone, Molly looked up and saw Arthur looking at her,
"Do you need anything?" She asked as she set her hands on her hips.
"No, nothing at all. Just looking at your beautiful curves is all." Arthur replied as Molly crossed her arms under her bosom and glared at him as he walked over to her, "And yes, you do have beautiful curves." He added, answering the unsaid question. Arthur then wrapped his arms around Molly's waist and kissed her forehead. Molly leaned her head on Arthur's chest and wrapped her arms around him,
"Arthur, my breasts hurt." Molly said softly after a minute or two of silence.
"I know they do love, but it's for the baby." Arthur said reassuringly.
"Can you make the baby come faster for me?" Molly asked jokingly as she looked up at Arthur. Arthur kissed Molly's forehead again and smiled at her,
"I don't what I'll be able to do, but I'll try." Arthur replied as he started to rub circles on Molly's back. Molly again put her head on Arthur's chest and closed her eyes, liking the feeling of Arthur's hands rubbing her back.
"Go sit down Mollywobbles, I'll finish dinner." Arthur said as he looked around the kitchen.
"No, I can finish it." Molly said as she, like Arthur, looked around at the kitchen.
"You shouldn't be on your feet so much, with you being 8 months pregnant and all." Molly looked up at Arthur with her pouty face,
"Just let me finish this one." Molly pleaded hoping that it would work on him.
"Ok fine, but if you need to take a break or your feet start to hurt you'll let me know right?" Molly smiled up at Arthur and nodded,
"Of course!"
After Arthur had gotten the dishes done that night, he walked into the living room and noticed Molly sitting in the chair he wanted to sit in. Noticing the baffled look on Arthur's face she said,
"Do you want to sit here, darling?" Arthur looked at Molly, a bit surprised she had picked up on what he was thinking.
"What? Oh no, stay there." He replied as he sat down on the couch.
"Arthur, sit down in the chair." Molly ordered as she stood up. Arthur nodded his head fiercely,
"No stay there." Molly wouldn't take any of it so Arthur stood up and sat down in his chair, pulling her into his lap,
"Is this better for you?" He asked as Molly curled up into a little ball in his lap.
"This works for me." Molly replied as she smiled up at Arthur. He kissed her head and smiled back down at her, pulling her closer so he could rest his hands on her bum. Arthur's hand then slowly made it's way up to Molly's abdomen and then slowly up to one of her breasts,
"Arthur! What are you doing?" Molly asked as he went to undo her bra.
"You said your boobs hurt didn't you?" He asked a little bit hurt that she would reject him from undoing the clasp of her bra.
"Yeah, but you gotta tell me what you're going to do first." Molly said as she looked up at Arthur suspiciously.
"I'm just unclasping your bra, love." Molly rolled her eyes, she knew he was up to something,
"Ok fine, go on with what you were doing." Arthur put his hand back under Molly's shirt and unclasped her bra like he had originally wanted to do. Arthur pulled the strap off of Molly's left shoulder, then off of her right shoulder, placed it on the floor and put his hand back up her shirt, this time in front. Arthur took the weight of Molly's breast in his hand and started to rub her nipple with his thumb. Molly moaned quietly as she felt his calloused thumb over her nipple. After a few minutes he switched breasts and did the same thing.
"Does that feel better Mollywobbles?" Arthur asked as he pulled his hand away from the breast he was holding,
"Don't stop Arthur. There's to much pressure." Arthur chuckled a bit and put his hand back on one of her breasts and started to massage it. After a minute or two of undivided attention to that breast, he went back to the other breast and did the same thing.
"Daddy!" Percy said as he shook Arthur on the chair he was sitting on. Molly had at some point gotten up from his lap and gone to bed. Arthur slowly woke up and looked at the little boy standing in front of him, "What's this?" He added as he picked up Molly's bra off the floor and showed it to Arthur. Arthur immediately grabbed the bra from his 6-year-old son,
"Oh, it's your mum's." Arthur said as a slight shade of red crept up onto his face.
"What does she use it for?" He asked.
"Mummy will tell you when you're older ok, Percy?" Percy nodded and climbed up into his lap, cuddled up close to his chest and started to drift off to sleep,
"I love you daddy." He whispered before he fell asleep,
"I love you too Percy." Arthur replied as he kissed the top of his head and started to drift off back into a slumber. Within a couple of minutes there were two sleeping boys on the chair Arthur had gotten from his father.