date night! (for dontthinkabout)

[chesstotem]

Ariadne wasn't quite sure where Arthur would take her out, so she opted for a nice black dress and a sweater over it. She thought anyone who said black was "slimming" hadn't tried wearing it while five months pregnant. But that was okay. Despite the discomfort (and occasional old ladies trying to touch her tummy), Ariadne felt good. And Arthur was happy, too.

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[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“So bed,” he said resolutely.

[chesstotem]

"Okay," she said calmly. "If you're tired, we'll go right to bed."

She wouldn't have minded something a little more amorous, but Arthur was tired, she knew the feeling.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

Their cheesecake came and they finished it before he paid the bill and they got up to leave. Arthur took her hand and tugged her along.

[chesstotem]

"Do you want me to drive?" she suggested. He seemed pretty eager to get home. Maybe he really was pretty tired.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

"Uh...sure," he said.

[chesstotem]

"Okay." She gave Arthur's cheek a kiss and got into the driver's side - something she didn't do often, since Arthur usually wanted to drive. "Rest your eyes," she said comfortingly.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

He kept himself from laughing as he got into the passenger’s seat.

[chesstotem]

Ariadne was blissfully unaware as she drove them home - concentrating on the road, of course, and being extra careful. "Here we are," she said cheerfully when she pulled into the garage. "Hopefully you can at least walk yourself up to the bedroom, I don't think I can carry you," she continued, teasing.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

Arthur got out of the car and walked around to meet her. He pulled her into a kiss, hands splaying across her back.

[chesstotem]

She was a little surprised by the kiss, but happy as always to be in his arms. No matter how awkward her tummy made it. "You taste like cheesecake," she murmured when the kiss finally broke.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“Mm, god enough to eat,” he said with a smirk before nibbling her bottom lip. “I’m not tired. I lied.”

[chesstotem]

"You lied?" she asked, laughing a little. "Why'd you do that?"

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“Just a little trick,” he said. “Surprised?”

[chesstotem]

"About what? That you don't want to go to bed yet?" She smirked. "What do you want to do, then?"

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“Because I know you haven’t been feeling sexy lately and I wanted to change that.”

[chesstotem]

Ariadne smiled, and pulled him into the house. "And how were you planning to do that?"

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

"Worshiping you," he whispered, pulling her close again.

[chesstotem]

"Oh," she murmured, her face already starting to flush a little. "Okay. That sounds like fun to me..." She pressed kisses to Arthur's jaw.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

He smirked before pulling her into their condo and closing the door.

[chesstotem]

"I'm already starting to feel more sexy," she pointed out, letting him lead her through the house to the stairs. "You always make me feel that way."

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“Good.” When they get to their bedroom, Arthur immediately starts undressing her, first with her sweater and then the dress that she was wearing.

[chesstotem]

She started working at the buttons on his shirt, aroused by his ardor. It was true, she hadn't been feeling very attractive lately - her body was getting awkward and swollen, her feet hurt and her back ached a lot of the time, and she got tired pretty easily. They hadn't had sex in a couple of weeks, not that Arthur had given even the slightest hint of complaint about it - he was too good for that.

But the way he so obviously wanted her now, the way he was looking at her with open lust as the dress she'd been wearing slipped to the floor, revealing her big belly and the simple black bra and panties she had on - it was already making Ariadne's body tingle with pleasure.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

The bra was next and it came off easily, letting it fall to the floor. “How…” He examined her. “How do you want to do this?” Arthur asked.

[chesstotem]

Ariadne smiled a little, kissing his jaw. She pushed his shirt off his shoulders, then guided his hand to her breast. "Whatever you prefer. We have all night."

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“Okay.” He returned the smile, his thumb rubbing circles around her nipple.