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Jun 14, 2009 12:54

Continued from here.

( Will tiny wonders never cease... )

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watcher_pryce June 17 2009, 06:51:04 UTC

That-- I have to admit, that question sort of startles me. I have no idea if that's normal. And while I had been given Connor and what he might turn into due to his parentage some thought, it has been a while since I've done so. There has been something else on my mind since then, something which is turning me into the size of a very big house because it's growing inside me ( ... )

_keep_me July 19 2009, 04:54:18 UTC

Surprisingly, there's a little bit of a blank look from Wes when I ask whether it's normal for Connor to be able to hold his bottle on his own. Surprisingly I guess because... Wes always has the answers. He's the answer man. He's always the one by my side, the one who I turn to. I know this isn't his forte though, so I guess it's not that surprising, but it does take me a few moments to actually process that Wes doesn't know something ( ... )

watcher_pryce July 20 2009, 10:19:57 UTC

"Oh does he?" I murmur, glancing from Connor to Angel and smiling when he's starting to lean it. It's fairly obvious what he's about to do, my vampire, and I'm quite looking forward to it. Wont be long before our son is going to make gagging noises and the likes if we do that where he can see it ( ... )

_keep_me September 14 2009, 02:41:29 UTC

Suddenly there's Gunn next to me in the kitchen saying things like 'damn' and 'bro.' And I think once he realizes that all this food is for Wes, he's cursing and chuckling for different reasons. But he makes himself useful by waving away the smoke and resetting the smoke detector at least. "Thanks," I tell him over my shoulder, tossing out the charred remains of Wes' eggs ( ... )

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watcher_pryce October 17 2009, 21:02:31 UTC

It is really getting more then a little annoying that I cannot just seem to move the way I *want* to. Which was about any which way I bloody well pleased before. Now though I can't seem to bend, grouch, sit, hell I can't even *walk* normally or without problems. A problem I realise will only get worse and worse as time moves on and I get even bigger. Before I know it I'll actually be the size of a balloon and Angel will have to bloody well roll me everywhere ( ... )

_keep_me October 31 2009, 21:35:35 UTC

"Our son," I say in stride, raising an eyebrow at Connor who drinks away at the tea - well, of course he does, he's a baby and he'd drink whatever you give him! "Are babies supposed to drink tea?" I ask, looking over at Wes even though I know this will likely result in more scowling and an even more prim tone. But seriously, logic during pregnancy doesn't seem to be one of Wes' strong suits ( ... )

watcher_pryce October 31 2009, 21:48:27 UTC

The scowl only deepens when he so pointedly says it's 'our son'. Because the way he's looking at me when I hand Connor some simple tea, it's bloody well not *our* son, it's *his* son. As if I really would do anything, and I do mean *anything* that would hurt Connor. Or this child I seem to be carrying inside of me ( ... )

_keep_me November 1 2009, 03:11:02 UTC

"It's got *caffeine* in it," I say pointedly, but not harshly. Mostly I'm just goading Wes now even if I probably wouldn't have given Conner tea myself. He's not choking on it or anything. And I guess it's not going to harm him in that small a dose. Though... Maybe no more bottle prepping for Wes. Until we're done with the pregnancy thing, that is ( ... )

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watcher_pryce November 24 2009, 01:02:08 UTC

The more I touch him the more frantic I can feel myself become. My hands are all over him as is my mouth. My body keeps rubbing up against him in any possible way I'm able too. Which is quite a task with this stomach let me tell you ( ... )

_keep_me November 24 2009, 01:18:50 UTC

Oh, shit. Wes just doesn't quit. He's rubbing and grinding and making these *needy* sounds and I don't wanna stop, I don't wanna stop at all. Seems like this is practically a daily - feels like hourly at times - occurrence for us, but damn it still feels so hot and so intense each time. And Wes throws himself into it with such abandon ( ... )

watcher_pryce November 24 2009, 05:43:04 UTC

Want, need, *crave*... and now. That's how it usually goes when this hits me. But 'usually' Angel and I are in a much better situation. Even though we have been nearly - or Angel assures me it was nearly when I had been convinced it had been fully - caught by Gunn and Cordelia. Or even Lorne and Fred. When this need is there though, I can't seem to be able to stop myself. Just... *can't ( ... )

_keep_me November 27 2009, 05:40:15 UTC

"Hear us?" I absently, having completely lost the thread of the conversation the moment my fingers curled around Wes' throbbing cock. Can't hear anything but Wes - his cursing his panting, his moaning. It's all got me hard as a rock and I want Wes so *badly ( ... )

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