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]

"Yes," he said immediately without delay.

[chesstotem]

She gave his cock a slow stroke. "How do you want to do it?"

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

"Well, that's up to you, isn't it?" He asked. He was only comfortable doing whatever she was comfortable with.

[chesstotem]

She bit her lip, hesitating for a moment. "From behind?" she asked quietly. Her body was getting so awkward and clumsy, it didn't feel very good on top the way it used to.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

He nodded. “Okay.” Arthur sat up and moved towards the end of the bed.

[chesstotem]

She shifted a little, moving the pillow underneath her belly for extra support. "Will this work for you?"

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“It’s perfect,” he replied as he situated himself behind her on his knees.

[chesstotem]

She turned her head a little. "Yeah? I want to feel good for you."

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

"You always do." He leaned down and pressed a kiss to her lower back as he stroked himself. A second later, he pushed into her.

[chesstotem]

She made a quiet sound in the back of her throat, her grip on the pillow tightening as he entered her. She shifted her leg a little, to give him the best angle possible in this position, though she knew he couldn't get as much leverage as he would have if she'd been able to actually lie on her stomach. Still, she was wet and tight around him - hopefully, it would be good enough. "Arthur," she said quietly, taking his hand and wrapping it around her belly.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

His thumb rubbed into her belly where she placed his hand as he thrust slowly, savoring this.

[chesstotem]

It was exactly what she wanted, just enjoying the feeling of him inside her. She moaned happily, reaching around to grip his hip in encouragement.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

He pushed in a little faster at the gesture, his free hand gripping her hip.

[chesstotem]

"Love you inside me," she murmured, wishing she was a little more limber to move her body with him more.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

He lowered himself onto his hands and kissed the back of her neck. "I love you."

[chesstotem]

She smiled a little, enjoying the slow build between them, the way she could feel herself gradually getting close to that edge - a warm and comfortable feeling, because Arthur was there to guide her through it. "I love being your wife," she murmured, another quiet moan in the back of her throat.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

“I know,” he told her, leaning his forehead against the back of her head.

[chesstotem]

"Touch me," she murmured finally, her voice quiet and breathy.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

The hand that was resting on her belly moved slower to her clit, rubbing it gently.

[chesstotem]

She moaned again, happily, letting him have control of her body, trusting him completely.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

"Can I make you come again, I wonder," he said, smirk evident in his tone.

[chesstotem]

"You already know the answer to that," she murmured, her eyes closing as the tension built in her body again.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

He grinned wider and quickened his thrusts as he felt her tighten.

[chesstotem]

"Arthur," she moaned, her grip on the pillow tightening so that her knuckles turned white. When she came, she cried out, her body shuddering again in his arms.

[dontthinkabout.livejournal.com]

She tightened around him hard and it made him grunt. He wasn’t far behind as he pushed into her as deep as he could.