Moving Forward 1/16, NC-17, Cam/Vala, Stargate SG1
Title: Moving Forward
Author: Dizzydame and Virkatjol
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Cam and Vala are happy and fluffy. REALLY. REALLY happy and fluffy. Maybe a little bit of cheesy. Adria and Tyler are there too.
Disclaimer: We don't own them. BAWWWWW
A/N: This is for Karen_B for BETAing the first part of this arc. We promised her PORN for her efforts. I think we delivered well. Thanks to valhallalilly for the BETA on this version.
Chapter 1
"We need to talk."
Vala's voice still affects Cam, even after so many years. The tone, even with the direness it's tainted with right now, makes him feel at ease. There is just something soothing about it.
"Is this an in front of…" He wiggles his eyebrows o ver at where Adria and Tyler are playing trucks. "Or an alone type talk?" He's pretty sure it's a private one but sometimes if it's adult enough they can still speak where little ears can hear, but not understand.
"Definitely one we need to have out of earshot." She sees the line form above his brow. His worry line. She closes the distance between them and lets her thumb trace out the wrinkle. "Nothing horrible." She bites her lips and her eyes shift upwards before finding his again. "At least I don't think it is…"
His hands go to her waist and he pulls her in and kisses her belly before hugging her to him. "Whatever it is, I love you no matter what." He feels her fingers stroke through his hair. "Unless you've stolen another ship…"
"Mommy is good at that dad!" Adria calls from the living room.
Tyler can't be left out of the conversation either. "Mommy's cool for being so smart."
Cam chuckles, silently, into her stomach and can tell she's holding back a laugh as well. "We've raised such upstanding citizens so far…"
"Nothing wrong with thinking your mother is amazing." She pulls back slightly and tips his chin up with her fingers, lowering her head for a kiss. He tastes like spaghetti O's and milk. He was watching the kids while she went to dinner and some girl time with Samantha.
Cam doesn't let her get away and kisses her more deeply before letting her stand back up. "Now you're putting words in their mouths, honey. Tyler referred to you as 'cool'."
"Cool, amazing, it's all the same." She wipes at the corner of his mouth with the pad of her thumb. "You're obviously not fit to dispute the factual accuracy of both adjectives so you should just let it go." Cam's just grinning at her and she glances back over her shoulder to check on the kids. She sees the twin yawns. The clock is telling her bed time and their outwards signs of the end of the day are peeking through. "Lets get the kids to bed. Then…"
"Time to talk." He stands up, kisses her nose, and races over growling like a monster at the kids. "It's the bedtime monster! Time to get in the beds! ROAR!" Both of them jump up screaming and giggling and race upstairs.
*
She's on the bed reading when he comes in. Her clothes have been exchanged for sleep wear and he follows suit. It's September so he dons a pair of flannel pants before slipping in next to her. She's immediately snuggling into his side and that sort of reaction always makes him nervous.
His palm cups her cheek and tilts her head up for a comforting kiss. He leaves his fingers there stroking her soft skin. "So, out with it, sweetheart."
"I've fallen pregnant…" Vala tries to smile but his face seems to be a mixture of emotions. Surprise. Happy. Worried. All of them plus a few others keep cycling through. "I missed one day and I didn't think much of it but apparently it was a good day to miss for your sperm…"
"Are you…" He didn't know what to ask first. So he thought he'd start with himself. "I want this. I want another baby a lot but I want you to want this too."
Vala's honest with him. "When the doctor told me… At first I was angry at myself for being so careless." He just keeps touching her, hand in her hair, on her neck, across her abs, it's grounding her. He knows what she needs without her asking. She loves that. "Then I thought about how you've always wanted three. Then… I was happy. I was really sick with Tyler but the doctor seemed to think that it could have been a one time thing. He did give me a prescription just in case though."
Cam doesn't know where to start. Happy, he'll start with that. "I hope it's a tiny girl. With your pert nose and lovely chin. Or a little boy with your fiery attitude and lovely hair." He kisses her temple. Now on to the rest. "I wish you would have told me. I would have gone with you to the doctor."
"I know," Vala says, smiling at him. She snuggles in close and smiles. "But you had more important appointments to keep that day, I believe."
"Oh, that's where you were when I went for show and tell?" Cam hadn't bothered to ask that day. Vala's often called in to the SGC for assignments and it's not like they have to keep tabs on each other all day, every day. The frequent absences during the first few years of their marriage have taught them how to operate independently, coordinating schedules without smothering each other. He thinks that it's one of the reasons they work so well. He was right all those years when he thought he'd never be able to settle down to a nice normal wife and family and house with a picket fence. Okay, maybe they've got a fence, but it's not white picket and his wife is anything but normal.
"You can go with me for the next one," she promises. "We've got to take the children for a checkup in three weeks, anyway. Not that there will be much to see in three weeks."
Cam leans in and kisses her, letting his hand rest on her flat stomach. "So sexy..."
"Look at you, alpha male..." She teases, running her fingers through his hair. Her nail scratches that sensitive spot just under his ear and his cock twitches. "All turned on by keeping your wife barefoot and pregnant."
"Can't help it," he says, kissing her again. "It's hot. Knowing I did that..."
"We did that," she reminds him. "In fact, I believe my role was a bit more active in the process than yours."
She's still teasing and he doesn't mind at all. He kisses her with more purpose, more direction, and he's about to tug her shirt off when the door is pushed open.
Tyler stands there with his teddy bear dangling from one arm. "Mommy, there's monsters."
Adria might be daddy's little girl, but it didn't take Tyler long to decide that Cam wasn't the one that could keep all the bad things away. It's Vala that he goes to for nightly monster checks in the closet and under the bed. Mommy is, indeed, the cool one.
Cam groans and flops back onto the bed while Vala goes to secure the perimeter.
*
She takes the little boy's hand and walks with him back to his room. The idea that there were monsters never occurred to him until one night his dear sister was mad at him for playing too long with her favorite toy. It was a devious trick, Vala's a little proud of her for coming up with it, but it's made her night time routine a lot more drawn out.
"No monsters here." She flips the door to his room closed and checks all the corners, under the bed and in his closet. "Lemme see, Hank." He'd named the stuffed bear after his favorite uncle. She's sure General Landry has never been so flattered. She pulls Tyler up on to bed and tucks him under the covers before setting Hank on her lap. "Now Hank, you make sure that no monsters bother my favorite little boy while he's sleeping, got it?" She makes the teddy bear nod. Out of the corner of her eye she sees the grin on one small face. She turns over to him and tucks Hank in beside him.
"Hanky has 'structions?" He yawns as he snuggles against his teddy.
She smooths his dark hair down and kisses his forehead. "Yes, he's ready for the night. Now sleep, darling."
"Night momma..." His little voice trails off as sleep takes him quickly.
She peeks in on Adria on her way back and smiles when she sees her arm hanging off the bed, softly snoring into her pillow.
"Lock it." His voice sends a shiver down her spine. He's deep, stern and she loves it when he takes a little more control. She's quite dominating sometimes and she knows that it turns him on. Just like this makes her wet with just the two little words.
The snap of the lock engaging makes her shudder. Another rush of moisture floods her. No matter how long they've been together it's still completely hot between them. "Done." His hand extends and she starts to remove her tank top on her way back to him.
"Stop." She does as she's told but raises her eyebrows at him. "Turn around. Now slowly." Her back is a perfect map or muscle, tendon, bone and flesh. All formed together to make a perfect canvas. He loves to taste her and tease her while she's laying face down. She tosses the tank towards him and he sets it on the floor on her side of the bed. "Now the pants..." She strips them slowly over her hips and bends at the waist allowing him a gorgeous view of her damp panties. "I can smell you baby. God, I love that smell. I'm so hard just from knowing how much you're turned on."
He sits on the edge of the bed and motions her forward. His hand on her hip guides her to him until she's straddling him bent knees, thighs spread. He runs a hand over the crotch of her panties to feel the moisture, using blunt pressure with her fingers that makes her whine and buck upwards.
"Please..." She makes her voice demure, seeking permission where she would normally just barrel ahead.
Cam shakes his head at her, sliding a finger the leg of her panties, teasing at the swollen lips of her pussy. "Someone's been having naughty thoughts."
She glances down at the bulge in his boxers. "I can tell."
He quirks a smile up at her. "I meant you."
"Mm," she says, reaching down and running her fingers through his hair. "Well, yes, that too."
He bends his head down and catches her panties with his teeth, tugging and snapping the band. She gasps when it hits her skin again, stomach sucking in. Her fingers tighten in his hair, finding it just long enough to get purchase.
"That's not very fair," she murmurs.
"But you liked it." He splays his fingers between her legs, pressing his middle one in more firmly against her clit. She squirms, trying to grind down on it.
Moving his hand, he pulls her down onto his lap. She gasps and surges forward against his cock, through the double layers of cloth separating them. Cam groans and kisses her neck, enjoying the hypnotic rocking and the way she wraps her arms around his neck. His hands on her ass keep her tight against him.
"That feel good?" He nips at her neck as she grinds against him. It's a silly question. Of course it feels good. He just enjoys hearing her answer.
She bucks hard and they lose a little bit of balance. "Fuck. Yes, it feels amazing." Her panties are slick with moisture and she's hardly gaining any friction now. But his hands squeezing her ass and nipples chaffing against his chest hair add to the sensation.
They don't often get to just play. Usually it's a quick bit of sex before sleep. You can't take your time and risk getting interrupted. They've learned that the hard way. Vala's hands hold his mouth to her neck. The suckling pressure followed by the scrape of his teeth keeps sending shudders down to her clit.
His hips are thrusting upwards and she's getting closer. Climbing, reaching, searching for that last piece. The string that draws it all together and makes her explode.
"You're so close, baby." He doesn't have to be inside her to feel how desperate she is for orgasm. He's happy she seems less sick this time around. He read so much about the hormones of pregnant women and never got to experience it first hand. Perhaps this time... "I want to watch you come." He takes one last nibble on her neck before leaning back on the bed. He tugs his boxers down, shoving them below his hard cock then pushes her panties to the side.
The wet heat that touches him when she comes back down on him almost makes him lose it. The evidence is there on his belly as he spills a generous portion of pre-cum. Her clit finds perfect position over the vein of his dick. She's riding him hard, with purpose.
"Come, Vala." He reaches for a nipple and pinches. Her eyes fly open and she gasps his name as her body flies over the edge.
He holds her tightly as she shudders in his grasp, coasting down from it. She loves the way his arms are so tight and secure around her, and she gradually relaxes against him.
When she kisses him again it's sleepy, a nuzzling of their mouths together. He tries hard to restrain the tension in his body, not wanting to rush her, but she can still feel how much he's holding himself back. She pulls away from him and crawls onto the bed, stretching out on her back and waiting for him.
He leans over her, kissing her again, letting some of the urgency slip out. His hand strokes over her thigh and up, hooking a finger in her panties and tugging them down. The material peels away easily and he leans down and licks at her quickly, knowing she's oversensitive.
"Can I..."
"Yes," she says, nodding, wanting him. She reaches down and strokes him with her hand once or twice, then lets it fall aside so he can guide himself into her.
It doesn't take long; she's already come and she's feeling sated, turned on but knowing that it would take longer to get her there again than he'll last. That's all right... she's not opposed to waking him in the middle of the night if she gets the urge. Right now it's enough to feel him moving inside of her, to watch his face as he gets closer and closer to orgasm, to feel the way he draws pleasure from being in her body. She rubs her hands over his shoulders and kisses his mouth and moves her body in a way that she knows will drive him crazy, helping him along.
When he comes she's right there too, enjoying the fluttering warmth deep inside of her and the way he doesn't try to hold anything back from her right now. She's kissing him again as soon as it's over, rolling onto her side with him when he goes, keeping a leg hooked over his thigh.
"Mmm," he says, tired now, sleepy and happy, boyish with the flush on his face and the sweat dampening his forehead. She reaches up and smooths back his hair there, then moves past him to turn off the bedside lamp. "That was nice."
"Mmm, yes," she murmurs, snuggling into his arms. At some point in the night they'll part; he gets hot long before her, which is fine since she usually steals the covers anyway. But by morning they'll have gravitated back toward each other, just like they always do.
*
"When should we tell them?" His fingers are tracing the lines on her belly from the sun poking through the blinds. "I know there's always a chance..."
"If that happens though..." She doesn't want to think about possibilities that don't end with a lively infant in her arms, but there are alway risks. "We'll both be devastated. Then they'll wonder why we're grieving. I think it's best to let them know right away." Vala's never been one to hide things from her children. When she thinks they're old enough she lets them in on whatever knowledge she has. Cam's sometimes disagrees but he was a lot more naive as a child then she was.
"They're going to be excited." Cam leans over and kisses her, right above her belly button, before rolling out of bed. "You gonna join me?"
A quick look at the clock tells her they have a little time. So she nods and takes his hand, dragging him into the bathroom for a morning shower.
*
They step into their towels just in time as a little head is peeking around the door to the master bathroom. Her eyes are scrunched closed having interrupted something one too many time.
"Tyler and me are hungry."
Cam grins. "You can open your eyes, hon." After she does he continues. "How old are you now?"
"Seven. You know that, daddy!" She shakes her tiny head of curls in disbelief. "You were there, remember?"
"I do. It was a big day." Adria nods and smiles. "Can you reach the milk and cereal?"
"Of course."
"Then you don't need us to feed you." He sees the pout form on her lips but he's just amused. His hand grips the top of her head and spins her around. "Go fix yourself and Tyler some cereal. Mom and Dad will be down soon."
She grumps a little before racing off screaming at Tyler that she's in charge of breakfast.
"You think putting her "in charge" of something over her poor, defenseless, little brother was a good idea, Cameron?" Vala runs the brush through her hair before reaching for the hair dryer.
He leans over and stills her motions before she can turn that thing on. "She gets the same sort of adorable expression on her face when I put her in charge of something that you do. I can't pass up any of those opportunities. plus it gives us a bit more alone time." He tugs at her towel and it falls to the floor. His hand is on her belly almost instantly, circling and caressing. "How far along are you?"
"Oh!" She didn't realize that she never mentioned that. "About eight weeks." She can see him thinking back and realizing just as she did, that something was missing. He keeps just as close an eye on her cycle as she does.
"I'm really dense sometimes."
"I find it charming, though." He tackles her with his arms and pulls her tightly to him for a kiss. "Go get dressed, check on the children and I'll be down to see you off to work."
The scene in the kitchen isn't quite as terrifying as Vala had imagined. Adria's managed to spill the milk but there is indeed cereal in both bowls, and the cat is doing his best to assist with the cleanup.
"Daddy said I could!" Adria immediately says, grinning at Vala. Her hair is unbrushed and she's missing a tooth and looks every bit the trouble that she is, but Vala loves it.
"Yes, I heard him. You've done an excellent job. Hasn't she, Tyler?" Vala kisses the top of her son's head as she walks by, grabbing a napkin because no matter how successful Adria's meal preparation is he will no doubt get everything everywhere.
"Mama, I can tomorrow?" He asks, looking up at her.
"No, you're too young," Adria says, shoving a huge spoonful of cheerios into her mouth and chomping down.
Tyler screws up his face and Vala can tell that tears are impending. "None of that, now," she says. "Mummy and daddy have something to tell you later."
"Do we get to go with Daddy today?" Adria asks, her face lighting up. "I don't wanna go to school, Mom. The math they're doing is stupid. Aunt Sam said she'd teach me numbers with letters. It sounds really neat."
School is still an experiment for them. Adria's smart, very smart, and they've already had to decline two offers to move her ahead a few grades. Cam is insistent that she needs the social outlet that school provides but her wandering attention span and boredom with the school materials are proving a problem.
Neither of them are entirely sure how to deal with it, but they're determined to at least let her finish out the year. She's made friends - not surprising to anyone, considering how happy and sweet she is - but the more advanced she becomes mentally the more she finds to get into.
"Not today," Vala says. "Didn't you want to take your new pencil and show your friend how it makes noises?"
"Oh, yeah!" Adria's suddenly excited about school again. "But maybe we can go tomorrow?"
"Maybe," Cam says, walking in. "Hey, look at you, my little chef. You gonna make me some cereal, too?"
Adria springs out of her chair and goes to get another bowl, managing to get both the cereal and the milk all in with no spills. "Mommy said you have a secret. Will you tell me, Daddy?"
"Tonight," he says. "I'll bring home a pizza, how does that sound?"
"Pizza!" Tyler says, bouncing and knocking his bowl aside a few inches. Milk slops out over the side and the cat scurries to clean it up.
Cam shovels down his cereal while looking at the clock. He knew showering with his wife was a bad idea, but he can't resist it. "Time to head out. Where's my goodbye hugs and kisses?"
Tyler and Adria both charge over and he hauls them both up in his arms. Adria is tall but, like her mom, there isn't much to her. Tyler is a bit sturdier and Cam likes to call him his little quarterback. Both kids pepper his face with sloppy kisses and he sets down a giggling mass. He makes his way to Vala, a damp wash cloth in her hand, who dabs the sticky milk residue from his cheeks.
"I'm so glad when you leave the house now I always know you'll be back." She leans up and kisses his lips.
They hear the snickering behind them. They've never stopped showing affection for each other around the kids. Both of them feel that it's good for them to see what a loving relationship is like. Plus Cam and Vala can rarely keep their hands off each other, even after seven years together.
"Take care of your momma while I'm gone, Tyler. Adria, be good at school." There is a chorus of goodbye's as he shuts the door behind him and gets into his car. It's never as hard to leave now.
Author: Dizzydame and Virkatjol
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Cam and Vala are happy and fluffy. REALLY. REALLY happy and fluffy. Maybe a little bit of cheesy. Adria and Tyler are there too.
Disclaimer: We don't own them. BAWWWWW
A/N: This is for Karen_B for BETAing the first part of this arc. We promised her PORN for her efforts. I think we delivered well. Thanks to valhallalilly for the BETA on this version.
Chapter 1
"We need to talk."
Vala's voice still affects Cam, even after so many years. The tone, even with the direness it's tainted with right now, makes him feel at ease. There is just something soothing about it.
"Is this an in front of…" He wiggles his eyebrows o ver at where Adria and Tyler are playing trucks. "Or an alone type talk?" He's pretty sure it's a private one but sometimes if it's adult enough they can still speak where little ears can hear, but not understand.
"Definitely one we need to have out of earshot." She sees the line form above his brow. His worry line. She closes the distance between them and lets her thumb trace out the wrinkle. "Nothing horrible." She bites her lips and her eyes shift upwards before finding his again. "At least I don't think it is…"
His hands go to her waist and he pulls her in and kisses her belly before hugging her to him. "Whatever it is, I love you no matter what." He feels her fingers stroke through his hair. "Unless you've stolen another ship…"
"Mommy is good at that dad!" Adria calls from the living room.
Tyler can't be left out of the conversation either. "Mommy's cool for being so smart."
Cam chuckles, silently, into her stomach and can tell she's holding back a laugh as well. "We've raised such upstanding citizens so far…"
"Nothing wrong with thinking your mother is amazing." She pulls back slightly and tips his chin up with her fingers, lowering her head for a kiss. He tastes like spaghetti O's and milk. He was watching the kids while she went to dinner and some girl time with Samantha.
Cam doesn't let her get away and kisses her more deeply before letting her stand back up. "Now you're putting words in their mouths, honey. Tyler referred to you as 'cool'."
"Cool, amazing, it's all the same." She wipes at the corner of his mouth with the pad of her thumb. "You're obviously not fit to dispute the factual accuracy of both adjectives so you should just let it go." Cam's just grinning at her and she glances back over her shoulder to check on the kids. She sees the twin yawns. The clock is telling her bed time and their outwards signs of the end of the day are peeking through. "Lets get the kids to bed. Then…"
"Time to talk." He stands up, kisses her nose, and races over growling like a monster at the kids. "It's the bedtime monster! Time to get in the beds! ROAR!" Both of them jump up screaming and giggling and race upstairs.
*
She's on the bed reading when he comes in. Her clothes have been exchanged for sleep wear and he follows suit. It's September so he dons a pair of flannel pants before slipping in next to her. She's immediately snuggling into his side and that sort of reaction always makes him nervous.
His palm cups her cheek and tilts her head up for a comforting kiss. He leaves his fingers there stroking her soft skin. "So, out with it, sweetheart."
"I've fallen pregnant…" Vala tries to smile but his face seems to be a mixture of emotions. Surprise. Happy. Worried. All of them plus a few others keep cycling through. "I missed one day and I didn't think much of it but apparently it was a good day to miss for your sperm…"
"Are you…" He didn't know what to ask first. So he thought he'd start with himself. "I want this. I want another baby a lot but I want you to want this too."
Vala's honest with him. "When the doctor told me… At first I was angry at myself for being so careless." He just keeps touching her, hand in her hair, on her neck, across her abs, it's grounding her. He knows what she needs without her asking. She loves that. "Then I thought about how you've always wanted three. Then… I was happy. I was really sick with Tyler but the doctor seemed to think that it could have been a one time thing. He did give me a prescription just in case though."
Cam doesn't know where to start. Happy, he'll start with that. "I hope it's a tiny girl. With your pert nose and lovely chin. Or a little boy with your fiery attitude and lovely hair." He kisses her temple. Now on to the rest. "I wish you would have told me. I would have gone with you to the doctor."
"I know," Vala says, smiling at him. She snuggles in close and smiles. "But you had more important appointments to keep that day, I believe."
"Oh, that's where you were when I went for show and tell?" Cam hadn't bothered to ask that day. Vala's often called in to the SGC for assignments and it's not like they have to keep tabs on each other all day, every day. The frequent absences during the first few years of their marriage have taught them how to operate independently, coordinating schedules without smothering each other. He thinks that it's one of the reasons they work so well. He was right all those years when he thought he'd never be able to settle down to a nice normal wife and family and house with a picket fence. Okay, maybe they've got a fence, but it's not white picket and his wife is anything but normal.
"You can go with me for the next one," she promises. "We've got to take the children for a checkup in three weeks, anyway. Not that there will be much to see in three weeks."
Cam leans in and kisses her, letting his hand rest on her flat stomach. "So sexy..."
"Look at you, alpha male..." She teases, running her fingers through his hair. Her nail scratches that sensitive spot just under his ear and his cock twitches. "All turned on by keeping your wife barefoot and pregnant."
"Can't help it," he says, kissing her again. "It's hot. Knowing I did that..."
"We did that," she reminds him. "In fact, I believe my role was a bit more active in the process than yours."
She's still teasing and he doesn't mind at all. He kisses her with more purpose, more direction, and he's about to tug her shirt off when the door is pushed open.
Tyler stands there with his teddy bear dangling from one arm. "Mommy, there's monsters."
Adria might be daddy's little girl, but it didn't take Tyler long to decide that Cam wasn't the one that could keep all the bad things away. It's Vala that he goes to for nightly monster checks in the closet and under the bed. Mommy is, indeed, the cool one.
Cam groans and flops back onto the bed while Vala goes to secure the perimeter.
*
She takes the little boy's hand and walks with him back to his room. The idea that there were monsters never occurred to him until one night his dear sister was mad at him for playing too long with her favorite toy. It was a devious trick, Vala's a little proud of her for coming up with it, but it's made her night time routine a lot more drawn out.
"No monsters here." She flips the door to his room closed and checks all the corners, under the bed and in his closet. "Lemme see, Hank." He'd named the stuffed bear after his favorite uncle. She's sure General Landry has never been so flattered. She pulls Tyler up on to bed and tucks him under the covers before setting Hank on her lap. "Now Hank, you make sure that no monsters bother my favorite little boy while he's sleeping, got it?" She makes the teddy bear nod. Out of the corner of her eye she sees the grin on one small face. She turns over to him and tucks Hank in beside him.
"Hanky has 'structions?" He yawns as he snuggles against his teddy.
She smooths his dark hair down and kisses his forehead. "Yes, he's ready for the night. Now sleep, darling."
"Night momma..." His little voice trails off as sleep takes him quickly.
She peeks in on Adria on her way back and smiles when she sees her arm hanging off the bed, softly snoring into her pillow.
"Lock it." His voice sends a shiver down her spine. He's deep, stern and she loves it when he takes a little more control. She's quite dominating sometimes and she knows that it turns him on. Just like this makes her wet with just the two little words.
The snap of the lock engaging makes her shudder. Another rush of moisture floods her. No matter how long they've been together it's still completely hot between them. "Done." His hand extends and she starts to remove her tank top on her way back to him.
"Stop." She does as she's told but raises her eyebrows at him. "Turn around. Now slowly." Her back is a perfect map or muscle, tendon, bone and flesh. All formed together to make a perfect canvas. He loves to taste her and tease her while she's laying face down. She tosses the tank towards him and he sets it on the floor on her side of the bed. "Now the pants..." She strips them slowly over her hips and bends at the waist allowing him a gorgeous view of her damp panties. "I can smell you baby. God, I love that smell. I'm so hard just from knowing how much you're turned on."
He sits on the edge of the bed and motions her forward. His hand on her hip guides her to him until she's straddling him bent knees, thighs spread. He runs a hand over the crotch of her panties to feel the moisture, using blunt pressure with her fingers that makes her whine and buck upwards.
"Please..." She makes her voice demure, seeking permission where she would normally just barrel ahead.
Cam shakes his head at her, sliding a finger the leg of her panties, teasing at the swollen lips of her pussy. "Someone's been having naughty thoughts."
She glances down at the bulge in his boxers. "I can tell."
He quirks a smile up at her. "I meant you."
"Mm," she says, reaching down and running her fingers through his hair. "Well, yes, that too."
He bends his head down and catches her panties with his teeth, tugging and snapping the band. She gasps when it hits her skin again, stomach sucking in. Her fingers tighten in his hair, finding it just long enough to get purchase.
"That's not very fair," she murmurs.
"But you liked it." He splays his fingers between her legs, pressing his middle one in more firmly against her clit. She squirms, trying to grind down on it.
Moving his hand, he pulls her down onto his lap. She gasps and surges forward against his cock, through the double layers of cloth separating them. Cam groans and kisses her neck, enjoying the hypnotic rocking and the way she wraps her arms around his neck. His hands on her ass keep her tight against him.
"That feel good?" He nips at her neck as she grinds against him. It's a silly question. Of course it feels good. He just enjoys hearing her answer.
She bucks hard and they lose a little bit of balance. "Fuck. Yes, it feels amazing." Her panties are slick with moisture and she's hardly gaining any friction now. But his hands squeezing her ass and nipples chaffing against his chest hair add to the sensation.
They don't often get to just play. Usually it's a quick bit of sex before sleep. You can't take your time and risk getting interrupted. They've learned that the hard way. Vala's hands hold his mouth to her neck. The suckling pressure followed by the scrape of his teeth keeps sending shudders down to her clit.
His hips are thrusting upwards and she's getting closer. Climbing, reaching, searching for that last piece. The string that draws it all together and makes her explode.
"You're so close, baby." He doesn't have to be inside her to feel how desperate she is for orgasm. He's happy she seems less sick this time around. He read so much about the hormones of pregnant women and never got to experience it first hand. Perhaps this time... "I want to watch you come." He takes one last nibble on her neck before leaning back on the bed. He tugs his boxers down, shoving them below his hard cock then pushes her panties to the side.
The wet heat that touches him when she comes back down on him almost makes him lose it. The evidence is there on his belly as he spills a generous portion of pre-cum. Her clit finds perfect position over the vein of his dick. She's riding him hard, with purpose.
"Come, Vala." He reaches for a nipple and pinches. Her eyes fly open and she gasps his name as her body flies over the edge.
He holds her tightly as she shudders in his grasp, coasting down from it. She loves the way his arms are so tight and secure around her, and she gradually relaxes against him.
When she kisses him again it's sleepy, a nuzzling of their mouths together. He tries hard to restrain the tension in his body, not wanting to rush her, but she can still feel how much he's holding himself back. She pulls away from him and crawls onto the bed, stretching out on her back and waiting for him.
He leans over her, kissing her again, letting some of the urgency slip out. His hand strokes over her thigh and up, hooking a finger in her panties and tugging them down. The material peels away easily and he leans down and licks at her quickly, knowing she's oversensitive.
"Can I..."
"Yes," she says, nodding, wanting him. She reaches down and strokes him with her hand once or twice, then lets it fall aside so he can guide himself into her.
It doesn't take long; she's already come and she's feeling sated, turned on but knowing that it would take longer to get her there again than he'll last. That's all right... she's not opposed to waking him in the middle of the night if she gets the urge. Right now it's enough to feel him moving inside of her, to watch his face as he gets closer and closer to orgasm, to feel the way he draws pleasure from being in her body. She rubs her hands over his shoulders and kisses his mouth and moves her body in a way that she knows will drive him crazy, helping him along.
When he comes she's right there too, enjoying the fluttering warmth deep inside of her and the way he doesn't try to hold anything back from her right now. She's kissing him again as soon as it's over, rolling onto her side with him when he goes, keeping a leg hooked over his thigh.
"Mmm," he says, tired now, sleepy and happy, boyish with the flush on his face and the sweat dampening his forehead. She reaches up and smooths back his hair there, then moves past him to turn off the bedside lamp. "That was nice."
"Mmm, yes," she murmurs, snuggling into his arms. At some point in the night they'll part; he gets hot long before her, which is fine since she usually steals the covers anyway. But by morning they'll have gravitated back toward each other, just like they always do.
*
"When should we tell them?" His fingers are tracing the lines on her belly from the sun poking through the blinds. "I know there's always a chance..."
"If that happens though..." She doesn't want to think about possibilities that don't end with a lively infant in her arms, but there are alway risks. "We'll both be devastated. Then they'll wonder why we're grieving. I think it's best to let them know right away." Vala's never been one to hide things from her children. When she thinks they're old enough she lets them in on whatever knowledge she has. Cam's sometimes disagrees but he was a lot more naive as a child then she was.
"They're going to be excited." Cam leans over and kisses her, right above her belly button, before rolling out of bed. "You gonna join me?"
A quick look at the clock tells her they have a little time. So she nods and takes his hand, dragging him into the bathroom for a morning shower.
*
They step into their towels just in time as a little head is peeking around the door to the master bathroom. Her eyes are scrunched closed having interrupted something one too many time.
"Tyler and me are hungry."
Cam grins. "You can open your eyes, hon." After she does he continues. "How old are you now?"
"Seven. You know that, daddy!" She shakes her tiny head of curls in disbelief. "You were there, remember?"
"I do. It was a big day." Adria nods and smiles. "Can you reach the milk and cereal?"
"Of course."
"Then you don't need us to feed you." He sees the pout form on her lips but he's just amused. His hand grips the top of her head and spins her around. "Go fix yourself and Tyler some cereal. Mom and Dad will be down soon."
She grumps a little before racing off screaming at Tyler that she's in charge of breakfast.
"You think putting her "in charge" of something over her poor, defenseless, little brother was a good idea, Cameron?" Vala runs the brush through her hair before reaching for the hair dryer.
He leans over and stills her motions before she can turn that thing on. "She gets the same sort of adorable expression on her face when I put her in charge of something that you do. I can't pass up any of those opportunities. plus it gives us a bit more alone time." He tugs at her towel and it falls to the floor. His hand is on her belly almost instantly, circling and caressing. "How far along are you?"
"Oh!" She didn't realize that she never mentioned that. "About eight weeks." She can see him thinking back and realizing just as she did, that something was missing. He keeps just as close an eye on her cycle as she does.
"I'm really dense sometimes."
"I find it charming, though." He tackles her with his arms and pulls her tightly to him for a kiss. "Go get dressed, check on the children and I'll be down to see you off to work."
The scene in the kitchen isn't quite as terrifying as Vala had imagined. Adria's managed to spill the milk but there is indeed cereal in both bowls, and the cat is doing his best to assist with the cleanup.
"Daddy said I could!" Adria immediately says, grinning at Vala. Her hair is unbrushed and she's missing a tooth and looks every bit the trouble that she is, but Vala loves it.
"Yes, I heard him. You've done an excellent job. Hasn't she, Tyler?" Vala kisses the top of her son's head as she walks by, grabbing a napkin because no matter how successful Adria's meal preparation is he will no doubt get everything everywhere.
"Mama, I can tomorrow?" He asks, looking up at her.
"No, you're too young," Adria says, shoving a huge spoonful of cheerios into her mouth and chomping down.
Tyler screws up his face and Vala can tell that tears are impending. "None of that, now," she says. "Mummy and daddy have something to tell you later."
"Do we get to go with Daddy today?" Adria asks, her face lighting up. "I don't wanna go to school, Mom. The math they're doing is stupid. Aunt Sam said she'd teach me numbers with letters. It sounds really neat."
School is still an experiment for them. Adria's smart, very smart, and they've already had to decline two offers to move her ahead a few grades. Cam is insistent that she needs the social outlet that school provides but her wandering attention span and boredom with the school materials are proving a problem.
Neither of them are entirely sure how to deal with it, but they're determined to at least let her finish out the year. She's made friends - not surprising to anyone, considering how happy and sweet she is - but the more advanced she becomes mentally the more she finds to get into.
"Not today," Vala says. "Didn't you want to take your new pencil and show your friend how it makes noises?"
"Oh, yeah!" Adria's suddenly excited about school again. "But maybe we can go tomorrow?"
"Maybe," Cam says, walking in. "Hey, look at you, my little chef. You gonna make me some cereal, too?"
Adria springs out of her chair and goes to get another bowl, managing to get both the cereal and the milk all in with no spills. "Mommy said you have a secret. Will you tell me, Daddy?"
"Tonight," he says. "I'll bring home a pizza, how does that sound?"
"Pizza!" Tyler says, bouncing and knocking his bowl aside a few inches. Milk slops out over the side and the cat scurries to clean it up.
Cam shovels down his cereal while looking at the clock. He knew showering with his wife was a bad idea, but he can't resist it. "Time to head out. Where's my goodbye hugs and kisses?"
Tyler and Adria both charge over and he hauls them both up in his arms. Adria is tall but, like her mom, there isn't much to her. Tyler is a bit sturdier and Cam likes to call him his little quarterback. Both kids pepper his face with sloppy kisses and he sets down a giggling mass. He makes his way to Vala, a damp wash cloth in her hand, who dabs the sticky milk residue from his cheeks.
"I'm so glad when you leave the house now I always know you'll be back." She leans up and kisses his lips.
They hear the snickering behind them. They've never stopped showing affection for each other around the kids. Both of them feel that it's good for them to see what a loving relationship is like. Plus Cam and Vala can rarely keep their hands off each other, even after seven years together.
"Take care of your momma while I'm gone, Tyler. Adria, be good at school." There is a chorus of goodbye's as he shuts the door behind him and gets into his car. It's never as hard to leave now.