Welcome back, my lovely reader~
Hello, my lovely reader and welcome to a quick little request piece. My original supporter wanted more of this couple, so here we are again!
Hey, as the name implies, this is part 2. You should probably go read the first one so you have an idea of what you're getting into! Other than that, it's more of our lovely newlywed couple that's expecting their first puppy!
Well, that's enough rambling from me, let's jump in!
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Shopping with my husband:
Part 2
"I still can't believe we're-" My husband gave a wide loud yawn, showing off the large sharp teeth in his maw, waving a paw over his mouth, blearily blinking as his other paw held the steering wheel of the car. He finished his yawn and continued, "going out at three in the morning for cupcakes and canned cheese ravioli..."
I gave him a snort as I sat next to him, one paw laying atop my belly, rubbing it absentmindedly. It had been about a season and a month since we conceived so I was showing pretty obviously with his puppy at this point. I was still refusing to wear maternity clothes, just wearing snug blue jeans with one of his t-shirts.
"Well, that's what your wife and son want, so just chalk it up to being a good husband slash father." I gave my own yawn and grumbled as I flicked my elongated grey ears, then smiled as I felt him move his paw to rest atop my belly, rubbing it himself, his other paw staying on the wheel to focus on driving.
"Do I get a reward for being such a good husband and father then?" His blue eyes cut to mine as the street lights illuminated over us in the seat while he drove.
"Tsk... yeah, I won't pull your tail off!" I snapped out pointedly, then showed a grin as I felt my own tail flick against the seat. "Also, maybe we'll have sex when we get back after I get my cupcakes and ravioli!"
"How can I say no to that reward? I get to keep my tail and fuck you? I shall take to this ordeal with renewed vigor, my beautiful bunny-wife!" He barked out playfully as I huffed out, enjoying feeling his paw gently rub at me. In truth, I'd been getting even hornier since I got pregnant. My mother and I spoke about what to expect and awkwardly warned me she got that way too, so maybe it was a genetic thing.
He cleared his throat before speaking out, "You know, I could just get cake mix and-"
"Nooo I want some of the store-made ones, I'm specifically craving THOSE!" I huffed back in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Uh... right, well do you want me to at least get some of the kind of ravioli you boil your-"
"No! I want the kind out of the can!" I grumbled and gave him a fussy pout.
"Okay okay, any other cravings I should try to address while we're here?" He pulled into the parking lot of the twenty-four-hour mega-mart, finding a spot up front easily enough since there weren't a lot of shoppers at three AM in the middle of the week.
I mulled on it before cutting my red eyes up to him. "Cantaloupe."
He frowned and quirked his ears up. "Wait- Cantaloupe? You hate melon fruits, especially those!"
"Well, that's what I fucking want, okay?! Just get me one!" I snarled and unbuckled myself with a grumble and climbed out of the car.
"I don't like cantaloupe, has a weird tomatoey after-taste, she says..." He parroted as he climbed out of the driver's side of the car.
"Okay, how about you shut up or I'm not giving you any when we get back, how's that?" I gave him a fussy glare as I stomped over to him, my belly clearly poking out, making his baggy t-shirt puff out in front of me slightly.
"Okay okay, sorry, love!" He huffed out and I saw his tail starting to flick in agitation.
I gave him a frown and moved to grip his arm. "Sorry... I don't mean to take your head off, honey. I appreciate you coming out in the middle of the night like this, really. I'm just... moody?"
"Nah, I get it. Your dad gave me a long talk about what to expect since this was our first puppy. I didn't mean to get impatient, I love you." He leaned down and bumped his muzzle to mine.
I tilted my head in one direction, he moved his own to the other so we could more fully push our lips together. It didn't take long for his tongue to come out and I was happy to meet it with my own. We kissed for several moments like that, our tongues lazily rolling as I rubbed under his muzzle with my paws, as his own rested proudly on my belly.
There was a loud audible groan from my tummy as I broke the kiss with a huff, then gave him a fussy look before taking his paw and pulling us into the store. If I didn't get those stupid cupcakes and ravioli I was going to lose my ever-loving mind.
We got into the mega-mart and were greeted by the sounds of loud chirping forklifts, and boxes pilled about in various isles for restocking. I made a beeline right to the bakery and dropped two plastic clamshell packs of chocolate cupcakes into my basket, making sure they had the plastic toy rings in the icing since that made them taste better.
My husband came over to me, having broken off to go to the produce section, now carrying a small cantaloupe in his paw. "I got a small one in case you decide you hate them again." He dropped it into the basket and then gripped the handle of it. "Let me carry that for you, love."
"I can carry it, honey. I'm just pregnant, my arms aren't broken or something." I gave him a fussy look but then huffed as he moved behind me and slid his paws under my breasts through the shirt, holding them.
"Okay, how about I carry these then? I think they're starting to get bigger..." He growled down into my ears as I squirmed and fussed up at him.
"T-They're fine! It's too early for them to-" I gave a shocked little huff as he pinched at my peaks through the t-shirt. "Geeze... take it easy!" I whispered out and bumped him with my hip to pull from his paws, starting to walk towards the pasta aisle.