Falling Fast and Breathing Hard

Come September, Kris was back in Pittsburgh for training camp. With today being a rainy day, all I want to do is spend time with my family at home, which is pretty much laying on the couch. After I had fed Kalea in the morning, I laid stretched out on the couch till Kris came back with breakfast sandwiches from Sonic; he had been gone for half an hour and was due home very shortly. Lalaloopsy was playing on the tv and Kalea was giggling, clearly enjoying the show; I was just bored and almost fell asleep. The opening of the door made me lift my head.

"Hi Kris!" I said cheerfully.

He laughed.

"Why are you so happy?"

"You got food! That's why!" I said, giggling.

He laughed even more and sat the food on the table as he came toward me and moved me.

"Hey! Why'd you move me? That was rude." I said, pushing him.

"Cause I can." he said, turning to kiss me.

I denied him. That's when he moved to my neck.

"Kris..."

Don't give in. Don't give in.

I pulled his head up and kissed him.

Damnit. I gave in. Why does he have to make me feel so good?

"You're lucky I love you."

"I love you, too. You can't complain too much."

I shrugged.

"I guess so."

Another kiss.

"How's our little princess?"

"Wonderful. She's been watching Lalaloopsy. She keeps giggling, so clearly she's enjoying herself."

"This show is so weird. Children's shows are so different nowadays."

"Tell me about it, but still, you gotta admit that they're entertaining."

"Yeah. They are."

That's when he went to a giggling Kalea and picked her up.

"Hi, cutie." he said kissing her cheek.

She continued on with the laughter.

"You are too happy. You know that?"

She just smiled at him.

"I love you."

She cooed and touched his face. He then put her in his lap; the girl was quite content.

"Aren't we gonna eat or do you want us to starve?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

He gave me a look.

"I'll just eat myself. You can starve." I said, getting up to get a drink before getting my sandwich.

I loved the look he gave me as I began eating. How I didn't choke on my food while I was trying to keep in laughter was beyond me.

"Will you stop staring at me?!"

He kept on with the look till I was down to my last bite.

"Vous êtes tellement putain de bizarre." (You are so fucking weird.)

He busted out laughing.

"Did you just say that in French, so you could swear?"

"What do you think?"

"Yeah. I would do that if I wanted to swear to."

I nodded.

"I'll eat next. I'm just gonna hand Princess Kalea to her beautiful Mommy."

Princess Kalea. Beautiful Mommy. He's the perfect father and I love him to death.

I smiled and kissed his cheek as I held Kalea securely yet comfortably in my lap. She kept reaching for his sandwich; it was hilarious.

"Sweetie, you can't have any of Daddy's sandwich."

She let out a cry of frustration.

"I'm sorry, baby girl. There will be time for you to eat my food, but that'll have to wait." he said smiling at her.

She smiled back.

"I see we have an understanding." he said, nodding.

She started giggling.

"Can Mommy have some of Daddy's sandwich?"

He laughed.

"Yes."

He moved his sandwich toward me and I took a bite.

"Thank you. It's delicious."

"My pleasure." he said with a smirk.

I laid my head on his shoulder and relaxed.

Come five o'clock, we decided to order pizza for dinner. One memory in particular came to mind when we ordered it.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked, wrapping his arms around my waist.

I was in the fridge getting a soda.

"The day we found out we were having a girl." I said, taking hold of his hands.

After a nice lunch, we headed back home since I needed a nap. This pregnancy has me more tired than I've ever been before.

"You know how I said I hate gaining weight?"

"Yeah?"

"Well, I also hate how fucking tired I've been these past four fucking months." I pouted sitting on the bed beside him.

"Lay with me."

He nodded.

He laid back and I laid beside him, placing my head and an arm on his chest while he wrapped his arms around me. I began to get teary and sobbed into him.

"I'm so fucking sick of being this fucking tired and the thing is it's never gonna end." I mumbled.

He sighed and rubbed my back.

An hour later, I was out and about and feeling much better.

"Hi Kris." I said dancing.

"Feeling better?" he asked with an amused look on his face.

"Yes." I said getting on my tippy-toes to kiss him.

"Good. Would you be up for pizza?"

"Of course."

"Can we get stuffed crust? I think Kalea is hungry for stuffed crust." I asked, smiling.

"I'll get anything for her, anything for you. Always."

"Thank you."

"My pleasure, mi amour."

I giggled as he wrapped his arms around me.

"Je t'aime." I said.

"Je'taime aussi."

"I love that memory." he said, kissing my neck.

"I love it too." I said, moaning.

"Can we have sex tonight?"

"I was hoping you were gonna ask."

He smirked and kissed me.

"Thank goodness she sleeps well through the night." he said, looking over to Kalea who was in her swing watching tv.

"You can say that again."

As soon as he put her to bed, I jumped into his arms and wrapped my legs around him before kissing him.

"Are you hungry?" he asked, smirking.

"Hungrier than I ever have been."

"I'm gonna take full advantage of that then."

"You better." I said seductively.

He practically tossed me onto the bed. While he began unbuttoning my pants, I was working on his. I wanted him...so badly.

"You're really hungry."

"I want you." I said shortly before I pulled his pants down enough so I could take a hold.

He groaned as he leaned his head back.

"Ok. We need to get these clothes off faster."

I laughed and agreed.

Once we did, I had an actual hold of him... with my hands and slowly but surely, my lips and my tongue. The man was going crazy. It'd certainly been a while since I gave Kris a blowjob. We usually just have sex, but I figured he'd love it and clearly, he does.

"How are you feeling?" I said with my mouth full.

I was trying not to laugh.

"Athena..." he said before moaning again.

"I'll take that as a yes."

Many moans later, he came and we decided to have sex... and what a blissful night that was.

Notes

Chapter title courtesy of Standing Ovation by Good Charlotte.