Darguni sat on the hill, Lydia sleeping in his lap, her arms wrapped around her growing belly. Placing his hand on her belly, he blinked. "Is that so, little one?" He whispered, grinning like a loon. With gentle care, he tugged up Lydia's skirt, and slipped his fingers through the soft hairs, to the folds beneath.
She gasped and grabbed at his arm. "You!"
He chuckled. "Can I not play with my wife?" He slipped a finger into her wet center.
She groaned. "I don't know, I might make you stop... in about an hour."
He slipped a second finger in with a groan. "Ah, you got wet quick."
Shifting, she tugged him free of his pants. "Hm, I wonder how long you've been hard." She licked the length of him.
"Oh, Gods, Baby." He buried his fingers in her hair.
Slipping her mouth over the tip, she began to work her way down with sucking movements. When he shifted his hand out of her, she moved off. "Don't stop." She groaned, before slipping back down over him.
He buried his fingers back into her and began to pump in and out of her. His other hand went back and crushed into the grass. She shifted against his hand and groaned against his dick, as she began to rapidly slide up and down, desperate to take him all in.
When she clamped down on his fingers, he groaned. "Baby, I'm gonna..."
She shifted and tried to take him in all at once. When he near exploded in her mouth, she began to choke.
He grabbed her up and began to pound on her back. "Baby, you've got to stop doing that. You're going to hurt yourself."
She coughed everything up. "Gah! Dammit, I want to."
"But, why?" He brushed her hair out of her face. "I don't like to see you struggle."
She wiped her mouth and blushed. "It's silly."
"It's me." He brushed her hair out of her face.
"Because..." She curled up in his lap. "Well, in your mother's book..." Blushing deeply, she ran her fingers on his chest. "Well, swallowing is supposed to be very important. Even she only does it for three people."
Chuckling, he buried his face in her hair. "Ok, maybe it's a little silly."
"See." She muttered.
"I appreciate it, my love, but I'm more concerned with your enjoyment than my own. It's not very fun for me if you near choke to death every time."
"But..."
"Why don't you ask her for tips?" He shrugged.
"Hm." She cuddled against him. "Speaking of your dick, where did the other cast mold of you go?" Looking up, she got concerned when she saw the muscle in his jaw twitch. "My love?"
He sighed and ran his hands down her body. "I... followed you the day that Tara confronted you. I heard what she said about my child." His hand rubbed her belly. "So I took it to her, and told her that if she was so fucking obsessed with my dick, that she could have the damned thing." He snorted.
"Oh." Lydia rubbed her hand on his thigh. "Probably for the best."
Eyeing her, he grinned. "So, why were you after it?"
She went crimson. "Practice."
"Mhm..." He slipped his hand under her skirt. "I can always get momma to make me a new one."
"Maybe."
Finding the soft hairs, he slipped his fingers lower, to the slick folds. "Meanwhile..." He pushed her back into the soft grass, holding himself above her. "I'm going to make love to my wife." He whispered, before brushing his lips against hers.
Holding her arms up, she wrapped her hands around his neck. With one hand, he pushed her skirt up, before pulling himself free of his pants. Scooping his hips down, he slid himself into her wet heat. Going up on his knees, he pulled her ass into his lap, wrapping his hands around her belly.
With a moan, Lydia raised her arms above her head in the soft grass, arching her back. Gently, he bucked his hips, sliding himself in and out of her with a groan. Tugging one hip, he turned her on her side and tucked her leg between his. He kissed her ankle as he began to drive himself in and out of her. Her fingers dug into grass as she groaned. By time she clamped around him, she was gasping with it. Enjoying the feel of her, he filled her.
He pushed her on her back and put both of his hands on either side of her head, grinning down at her. "I felt one."
"Huh?" She shoved her hair out of her face.
"While you were napping, I felt one." He ran his hand over her belly.
"Oh!" She ran her hands over her belly. "Hm, I can feel one too."
"Really?" He scooted down and laid his head gently on her belly, his ear pressed against the fabric of her shirt.
Laughing, she tugged her shirt up and let him press against her skin. "Let's see if I can do what Elunara taught me." Closing her eyes, she tried to focus the energy in her palms. Tracing what she felt, she smiled.
"I feel one!"
"That would be your son." She whispered. "Our little girl is over here." She ran her hand on her side.
"Really?" He gasped. Darguni was practically bouncing with excitement. "Hi!" He ran his hand over the spot. "I'm your daddy! I can't wait until you can come out and meet everyone. You're going to be my big strong boy, I just know it." Shifting over, he ran his hand where Lydia indicated. "I'm not forgetting you, my little girl. I bet you'll be beautiful like your momma."
She giggled at him.
"What?"
"You're adorable."
He scooted up and tugged her close. "My family." He whispered. Standing, he scooped her up.
"What are you doing?" She blinked.
"I want to show papa!" He took off running while she laughed.
As they made it in the door Lydia put a hand to her mouth. "Geez, don't run so fast."
"Do you need to go in back?"
"Ugh, no. I'm just nauseous."
"What have I told you about shaking a pregnant lady?" Elunara eyed Darguni over her board.
"Sorry, Momma, I just wanted to share..."
"Share what?" Her eyebrow shot up.
Lydia laughed. "Well, first the fact that you can feel them now. Second would be, I can tell you which is which."
Darguni carefully sat her on the couch, before sitting in the floor and laying his head on her belly.
"And the fact he won't stop doing that." Lydia giggled.
"But, it's so cool!"
Grogek and Elunara grinned at each other, as she switched out her sheets and began to draw them.
"If you put your hand here..." Lydia pointed. "You can feel the boy."
Grogek laid his hand on her belly. "Fascinating."
"You have to reach all the way over here for the girl." She pointed.
"Hm, she's quieter."