Chapter 48- Bagpipes
A/N: First off, I'm sorry this took so long. I had high plans to publish on Thursday, and that went out the window really fast. It turned into a monster at almost 5000 words incredibly quickly, which in turn, made it harder to edit, and I just couldn't stay focused on it for very long. (That's the downside to living with parents that can be noisy, unknowingly distracting, and just present at times when you don't want them to be.) I wrote the rough outline for this chapter on vacation this summer. I can't believe that we are finally at this point. What a crazy journey writing this story has been, and I can't thank you all enough for reading, following and favoriting! I never expected this story to end up this popular! I hope you all enjoy.
WARNING- This story is rated T. I really feel I need to include this chapter in this story, since it's an important step in the journey.The second half is sexually graphic and NSFW. You do NOT need to read that NSFW section to make sense of this chapter. If you would like to skip it, please do. I've made it very easy to do will start and finish at the xxxxxx borders, so all you need to do is scroll past them.
"How are you doing this week Robin?" the doctor asks as she walks into the exam room.
They are at her 39 week check-up, just a week away from her due date. They're all surprised that they are even here. All the doctors in the practice told her in the beginning that she wouldn't make it this far in her pregnancy, but here she is, on February sixth, still very much pregnant and anxiously awaiting the doctor's opinion.
"Good," Robin answers. "Uncomfortable, but good."
"Well, you are here. That is a good thing," the doctor responds. "Let's check you out and see how things are progressing."
She examines Robin, checking to see that the baby is progressing, and that Robin is not showing signs of labor.
"Everything is looking good," the doctor explains. "You're not dilated at all, which is a good sign that labor isn't going to start soon. She's measuring well, and she seems to be progressing fine. She's moved a bit lower in your pelvis, but not that much. If I was looking at a non- high risk mother, I would say you have at least another week to go."
"Another week?" Robin questions. She's a bit shocked by this. She had expected Brianna to make her arrival long before now. "So what if we wanted to speed things up a bit?" All she can think of right now is just being done with this. Maybe it could all be over tomorrow.
"At this point, I wouldn't be trying to speed things up per se, as we prefer you allow her develop on her own, but we would, if you requested, allow you to have an elective delivery after today."
"So you're saying?" Barney clarifies. He's curious too. He's been very quietly observing the conversation, but his mind is racing. They could really choose to have her be born today? "Does this mean that Robin doesn't have to be on bed rest anymore?"
"I can't say that you have to be on bed rest at this point, but I can't recommend for you to be out of bed much either," she explains. They both are a bit disappointed at this, since they were both hoping for a slightly different answer. "However," the doctor continues, "You've made it to this point and she could be born any day with no adverse effects. I would still recommend that you stay in bed most of the time, but at this point, it might not be a bad idea for you to start taking some short walks, just to increase your stamina for labor. But in the end, it's a decision for the two of you to make about you baby. I can't make a recommendation."
"And what about sex?" Robin blurts out. She wants to know, because this whole time, no sex and bed rest have been a pair. It must mean if one can go out the window, the other can too.
"Again, I can't tell you yes, but I'm not going to say you can't at this point. Most women at this stage in their pregnancy are not interested in sex, but that decision is up to the two of you. I understand that it's been a few months and it's going to be at least six to eight weeks after delivery until we clear you for sex again, so again, that is up to you and how you feel about going into labor sooner rather than later. It shouldn't be harmful for the baby in anyway, other than being a few days early."
They both take in that news with an astounding look. Everything that changed so drastically six months ago, almost to the day, has changed back in an instant. No house arrest, no sex bans. It is all gone if they want it to be, if they want to risk her going into labor at any second.
"Anything else we should know?" Robin asks after everything has sunk in. She doesn't want to miss out on a single piece of information.
"I don't think so. We have your birth plan on file, and you pre-registered with the hospital correct?"
"Correct," Robin affirms.
"Just make sure that you have enough hormone injections for the next week, just in case, and we will see you next week or before."
"Best. Doctor appointment. Ever," Barney declares as soon as they are in the car with Ranjit.
"You can say that again," she agrees wholeheartedly. She never would have thought that she would be able to enjoy this last week. She expected to go straight from their bed to the hospital. "Who would have thought that we'd get to this point?"
"Not me," he answers. "Did I mention how sexy you are?" he says, while reaching over to stroke her thigh.
"I don't feel sexy."
"That's crazy!" he declares. "I could do you right here in the back of this cab."
"Barney…" she trails off. She doesn't feel like this is a good idea. Maybe just because she's trained herself to think nonsexual thoughts for so long. He leans over and reaches his mouth right to the spot on her neck that gets her raring.
"Thank god I've taken the afternoon off," he mutters between kisses.
"God, this feels…" she moans. She's at a loss for words. She's forgotten what it's like to have Barney's lips anywhere but her lips. But she knows, there's something else that has to be done first, something they have to talk about, something that's not right.
To him, there is nothing hotter than riling her up in the back of a cab. He could do this all day.
"Before we go any further…" she manages to protest.
"Hmmm…" he moans into her neck, with no intention of stopping any time soon.
"Barney. Mouth. Off of neck. Now," she demands, causing him to groan. "I know you are excited, but I don't think we should rush into this without talking about it first."
"Why exactly?" he questions. The doctor said it wasn't a problem. At least that's what he got out of the conversation.
"Because this is still a risk," she says, fear being alluded in her voice. She's so used to being good, and she's worried that if they do this now, the last six months of her life will have been a waste.
"Robin, why are you making a big deal out of this?" he whines.
"Because she didn't say yes," she explains. It's still hard to tell him everything that's on her mind about this, but mostly it's because she doesn't even know herself. "She said we could, but she didn't say we SHOULD."
"What is the worst thing that can happen?" Barney theorizes out loud. He doesn't see the harm. They could choose to have her born tomorrow if they wanted to.
"I can go into labor," she argues. She's not sure that the baby is ready yet. It can't possibly be time yet.
"Exactly," he counters. "Would you be ready to have her today?"
"I don't know. I guess?" she stumbles. And then she thinks about it. Going into labor today would mean no more backaches, no more constant peeing, no more leg cramps, no more nerve pain, no more swollen feet, no more watching watch she eats, no more just plain uncomfortableness. "No, actually, it would be pretty nice to just get her out now."
"And they said it wouldn't hurt her to be born now," he adds to the argument.
"You make it seem so simple," she coos, smiling like an idiot, because he's right.
"It is simple," he declares in the same way he used to declare a play, while grabbing into her hand. It makes her heart glow, because now it's all about her. "You get to walk around a bit. We both get to have sex. We get to feel like what it's like to have a normal pregnancy for a little bit, what it's like to be Ted and Tracy, even if it's only for a few days. And she seems to be pretty determined to stay in there. Nothing bad is going to happen."
"Nothing bad is going to happen," she says, almost like a mantra, like she has to convince herself.
"Nothing bad is going to happen," he comforts. "I promise."
"Okay, so how do I do this?" Barney asks Robin. They've arrived at the apartment, and quickly made it to the bedroom, but now they are sitting, unsure of where to start and trying to let the other make the first move.
"Really?" she chides. He can't be saying that he's forgotten how to have sex. She could never forget how to have sex. "You've forgotten already? It's only been six months Barney!"
"That's not what I meant!" he explains, exasperated. He remembers how to have sex. How could she even think that? It's them. "How do we have sex with the bump?" he asks quietly and somewhat ashamed. "I've never done this before."
"Really?" she derides. "You never had sex with a pregnant woman?" She finds it a little hard to believe.
"No. I never did," he admits.
"Wow," she mutters. "I wasn't expecting that. I just figured..."
"Well stop," he cuts her off, rather angrily. He knows that she loves him, but he absolutely hates when she sees him as just a playboy again. She's worried because she knows she touched a nerve. She didn't mean to, but she did assume that he would have in all the years before. "I just never thought it was right ok?"
"Sorry," she says remorsefully, really regretting what she said. "I didn't mean it that way. I mean, I don't really know what to do either," she shares. "But, we get to explore it together, and that's pretty awesome."
He's amazed by her, as always. She just turned around everything that she said wrong and made it better. He loves that about her, and it makes him want her even more now. He's missed her so damn much, and the anticipation is killing him.
"That is true. You're the awesome one here Scherbatsky." And he means it. She is the most awesome person on the face of the planet. He has to admit though; it's a little weird to think about having sex with her right now. The baby is so close. Not to mention, he still has no idea how to start. "I still don't know what to do though."
"Shhhh," she hisses, putting her finger up to his lips. "Just forget about the baby," she whispers, while nipping at his ear. "You'll know what to do."
He realizes she's right. Her mouth feels like heaven to him right now. He stops thinking about it, and lets his body take over. His lips meet hers in a lustful kiss, and there is no stopping them, no stopping what is about to happen.
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He starts running his fingers through her hair as the kisses become deeper. She starts unknotting his tie, pulling and clawing at it like an animal. His hands start roaming deeper, grasping at her nipples through her shirt for the first time in months. A moan escapes her. She had forgotten how sensitive her breasts were. It had been so long since Barney had touched her that way. It makes her instantly want him inside of her, but she knows that what this will build up to is well worth the wait.
His mouth moves to that spot on her neck that he had rediscovered earlier, while her hands move to his buttons, leaving his hands free to roam. They slide gingerly along her waistband, slipping under and slowly drawing circles towards the spot that's been forbidden.
She's been so primed and ready. Really, the last six months has been one long, gigantic foreplay. The hormones and the crazy sex dreams that just barely competed with their real life sexcapades just made it worse. Every time she watched him masturbate, every time she jerked him off, or every time she blew him, it was added to that build up, that pleasure that was about to come exploding out of her at some point. It has all built up so much, that all it takes is one touch, one brush over that sweet spot, and all pleasure takes over, and she is gone to the world.
Barney looks at her, stunned at the little amount of work it took to get her there. He knew she had been miserable these past few months, and missed this, but he had no idea how much sexual tension had been built up. He holds her in his arms, still unable to believe it, as he waits for her to be aware of herself again.
"Forgotten what that's like there?" he teases.
"Ghnnnnn..." she utters wordlessly, unable to form a coherent thought, let alone words.
"Want me to keep going?"
"Yes..." she mutters as she starts to come back out of orbit. She feels so amazingly at peace, as if all the stress of the last few months has finally gone away. She never thought it was this possible to be so completely under Barney's spell as she was right now. There were times that she would have sworn she was as in deep as she could have been, but she had never been so wrong. Her body had never ached for his this badly. Still on the high from her first orgasm in six months, she just wants him more and more. Even though it feels like all of the tension in her body has been released, there is no way she is ready for this to end.
Barney can't help but be stunned at Robin's writhing. It felt sometimes as if this drought was never going to end. Hell, he was the lucky one in all this. At least he still had a few options to take the stress away. She had none. He didn't even know how much it had bothered her until a few weeks ago.
Seeing her this way makes him ache for her, more than he ever thought was possible. He thought the night she was running her own play and showed up for all intents and purposes naked at his doorstep was the most he had ever wanted her, but right now, feeling her, touching her, tasting her, and being inside of her is all he can think about. He wants it all right now.
He wants more than anything to be inside of her, but he knows, that like her, this has the potential to be a very fast process for him. Being surrounded by her again, feeling her tight muscles around him could finish him off very quickly, if he isn't careful. Variety is the spice of life, and he knows that is what he is going to need to keep things going, at least for a little while. Plus, he knows that it will make the destination that much sweeter for the both of them.
He quickly shrugs off his open shirt, and helps her pull off her T-shirt. She fumbles with his belt, getting slightly distracted by his hardness. All he can do is stare back when she brushes against him. He's amazed at how much sexier her finds her sports bra now that he can look at her sexually again. He wants her so much.
He quickly jumps off the bed to let his pants and boxers fall to the floor, leaving him completely naked and her completely ready for more. In return, she hoists her hips in the air and peels off her pants slowly, torturing him, making drool. He rejoins Robin on the bed, crawling over to her, and helping her lift her bra over her head, which is discarded with a toss.
She lies down on her back, while he lies down next to her, giving him room to move his arm up and down her entire body. He reaches to the last piece of clothing still between them, her panties, and pulls them down to her knees. She kicks them off from there, sending them flying across the room to land somewhere he's going to enjoy finding them later.
From position curled up next to her, He plays with her now exposed pussy, feeling that she is more than ready for him, but he can't resist teasing her a bit. He slowly moves his finger inside her, to which she responds with a loud moan. He can't help but notice that things feel different inside of her, which helps him take his mind off of how much he needs her right now. The strangest thing to him though, is that he can feel the baby kicking both inside and out, and it reminds him slightly that they are not alone in this. If he wouldn't want her so much, he might not even be able to go through with it. But he's missed this so much, so he does what she said to. He forgets about the baby and puts all his focus back on Robin.
All Robin can think about is how much more of him she needs right now. All the hormones that she has been denying for the past six months are surging forward and rearing their ugly heads right about now. She needs him so bad, and she'd do anything to get it.
"I need you. Now," she pleads, begging for him to take his finger out and replace it with something else entirely.
He knows he needs her just as bad as she needs him, and he wants to oblige. He slowly and teasingly removes his finger from inside of her, before pushing her leg up to maneuver around her. He settles himself between her legs, and praises whatever stroke of providence brought him here today.
He grabs ahold of himself, guiding his cock to the right spot, and slowly pushes into her. Both of them clench in an effort to hold it together, because, god, it's been so long, and it feels like heaven on earth. He knows he could let go right now, and let release overtake him, but he isn't ready yet. there is so much more he wants to do. He stays still while he plays with her breasts and nipples, just enjoying being a part of her, while she caresses him right back.
It doesn't take long of the stillness until she's had enough. It's been six months. She wants it. She wants to be fucked. She wants to be fucked hard. This romantic crap he's playing, that can wait for later. They've done enough romantic in the last few months two last the two of them a lifetime. Right now they need primal. They need animalistic. They need rough fucking, just like they used to do. She takes control, grabbing his tight butt, and forcing him into her further.
With her nails digging into his ass, he realizes that she's back. His animalistic, sex crazed wife is back. The problem is that sex crazed isn't going to work for very long. It's going to end with this coming to a stop all too quickly. He pulls back immediately, because he can't let it end like this.
He leans forward to kiss her, knowing better than to put all his weight on her bump. She appreciates the gentle kiss, but she still wants more and pulls him in once again, begging for more, and biting his lower lip in an effort to get a few more hard and quick thrusts. He's quite tempted to give her exactly what she wants, because he wants it too. It's a war, give Robin what she thinks she wants, and what he wants too, or give her what she really wants. He breaks down, giving into her requests for some strong thrusts, knowing full well that he won't be able to stop once he starts. He thrusts hard once, twice before he gets kicked, right in the abdomen. He pulls out and away instantaneously, Scrambling backwards on his knees. He's pretty sure he hasn't hurt her, but it's such a shock, and a reminder to him that he didn't want to continue anyway.
"Barney," she pleads. "Come back. You didn't hurt her. It's just something new to-"
She's silenced immediately by his tongue flicking her clit. She shudders in shock, her toes curling and her finger grabbing for the sheets, because that was the last thing she was expecting him to do. She didn't even see him move, he dove there so fast.
It feels incredible, and she finds herself getting close to the edge again, even though he's only been there for seconds. Not that she wasn't already close after having him inside of her again, but she wants to avoid the super-fast release of before. Yes, orgasms are great, but the buildup is even more fun.
She lavishes the feeling of Barney's tongue on her. It makes her realizes how amazing he is, to focus on her, when he could easily have been selfish and this could have even over by now.
He continues to lap away, loving every second of tasting her again. It's the same to him, yet it's not. It's still her, still very much her intoxicating scent, but it's changed. Not that he wasn't expecting it to have changed. Everything else about her body has changed recently. But he loves exploring it, loves learning about all these new changes in her body neither of them have been allowed to explore.
The way he is touching her, the way his mouth is moving over her and tasting her, she knows that she isn't going to be able to hold out for very long. She can feel it again, feel the pressure start to cover her body. She tenses, and holds her breath, because she so close, and she wants to feel it again.
Her strong thighs crash around Barney's head and her body curls up as she feels the pleasure wash over her again, blacking her out to the world.
Barney swears that this is one of the longest orgasms she's ever had, or maybe it just feels that way to him because she's squeezing his temples so hard. It takes her a while to come down from the high, but when she finally does, she collapses to the bed in exhaustion. Between this and the last orgasm, she feels like all the energy has been taken out of her. She feels just how out of shape she is, and not just sexually.
It's now that she notices just how much her orgasms have affected the baby. Brianna stopped kicking right after she kicked Barney, and has now gone to sleep. But she can feel just how tight everything has gotten. It's almost like a contraction. It's strong and pressing against the baby.
After she finally releases his head from her grasp, he's more than ready for her, more than ready for however long he can last inside of her. She's had her two. He pushes himself back up onto his knees, and crawls toward her again. He's not going to repeat earlier. He's not getting anywhere near the bump. She moves her legs instinctively up, getting her thighs as far back and to the side as she can with her stomach in the way. He slowly slides his cock along her slit, before sliding into her. They both know it isn't going to last long at all, but that doesn't mean they can't enjoy it while it does.
He grasps at her breasts, eliciting a loud moan from her, then slides his hands down to just underneath them. There he settles and gets a good grasp on her rib cage, so that there will be no accidental pressure on the baby this time.
He wastes no time on slow, no time on romantic. This is about primal, urgent, I want to make her come sex. He thrusts into her urgently, as she looks at him with a need in her eyes. The look makes him continue that much harder, every inch of himself sheathed by her. The longer he continues, the harder it is for him to ignore his impending orgasm. He wants her to have a third with him, which means he can't give in until she's had hers.
As soon as he's about to give up, because he can't take it anymore, he feels her start to lose control, start to grind against him, and start to scream loudly. The sensation is overwhelming to him, and he loses it, all sense of thought gone, as he spills into her for the first time in months. Their cries of release mirror each other's as they convulse together, letting everything run through them.
He tries; he tries so hard not to collapse, grabbing her legs to lean against. He can't lean on the bump, but he can feel her legs aren't able to hold him either. She's shaking just as much as he is. He doesn't want to collapse, because he wants this moment to go on forever. He wants to be with her.
"I can't…" he mutters. "I can't hold myself up anymore."
"It's okay," she murmurs, eyes still closed. She's not ready for it to be over either, but she can feel that he's trembling just as much as she is. She sets herself up on her elbows as best as she can, and reaches out to plant a tender kiss on his lips. He pulls himself out and falls to the bed in her right.
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"That was amazing!" she mumbles, highly satiated, and sprawled out over the bed.
"Yeah it was!" he agrees with a huge grin. They both reach up and their hands connect in midair. "So did it feel any different?" he asks, because he's incredibly curious. Other than feeling Brianna move a bit at the beginning and getting kicked in the stomach, it really wasn't any different than old times.
"Yes and no," she answers. She doesn't quite know how to explain it to him. "I mean I completely get why we couldn't have sex now."
"What do you mean?"
"Every orgasm was like a contraction," she shares. Each time it happened, she could feel everything tighten, almost like the Braxton hicks contractions she's been having.
"Huh," he mutters. He never thought that that might have been the whole reason behind it. He didn't really know the reason why, but he never thought that an orgasm could lead to a miscarriage.
"Yeah, I wasn't expecting it either," she mumbles, snuggling in against him. She never thought she'd miss the after sex cuddling quite so much.
"So, I was thinking..." He murmurs suggestively, running his hands up and down her body.
"Yes?"
"Why don't we hit rounds two, three, four, and maybe five, and then meet the gang at MacLaren's as a surprise?" he suggests seductively. She can feel him growing beneath her leg that's draped over his body.
"I'm supposed to take it easy Barney."
"Okay, rounds two, three, and four then MacLaren's," he jokes.
She shakes her head, knowing they really shouldn't go to overly crazy, but she knows it's crazy to think that he's wrong. That is exactly what will happen if she lets it. And it probably will. She's always had a problem saying no to him.
"I'll agree to MacLaren's right now, but we'll have to see about the other rounds."
"I don't know how I'm going to keep my hands off of you."
"I'm really tired," she complains. He doesn't understand just how much round one took out of her. "I'm not saying no, but I'm going to need some time to get back into this. Can we just rest?"
"Alright, Scherbatsky. We'll rest."
"I love you, Barney."
"I love you too, Robin, and I love Brianna," he gushes, rubbing his hand over her stomach. "You're my girls. I don't know what I'd do without you."
2/12/15
One day to go readers! I never thought I would be quite this excited to be so close to her birth.
I had an amazing doctor appointment this past week. I am progressing normally, and she expected that I should make it to my due date, and I only have until tomorrow. Since I am technically already at full term, the doctor explained that while she couldn't make a recommendation either way, at this point, there was no medical reason for me to be on bed rest. We as a couple could make the decision to continue my time in bed, or to take short walks before my delivery.
We both decided that since she is ready, and there would be no adverse effect to her if she is born now, we couldn't see not enjoying the last few days we have of just the two of us, and boy are we glad we did! We didn't overdo it, but it was nice to get out of the house before we are at home again with a newborn.
And next week, I will be writing about our baby!