She was straddling him, and her belly was between them as she moved her mouth over his neck. He was growing used to her chilly fingers now, although he had goosebumps down his arms from them.
He put his hands on her waist as she took her coat off, and he couldn't help looking at the belly and putting a hand on the side of it, vaguely curious as to the feel of it. It wasn't as all-over smooth and uniform as he'd expected. There was a real child in there, its form obscured, but its presence powerful, like a whale in the deep.
He looked up at her face and the fierceness of her, and yeah, he was definitely feeling it now. "Do you want to take this to my room?" he asked, his hands on her tightening for a moment.