Aaron Lucas (thirdandlast) wrote in shadows_rpg, @ 2021-03-02 14:56:00 |
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Entry tags: | #june 2018, aaron, aaron x mila, mila |
Who: Aaron and Mila
When: Afternoon, Wednesday, June 6th
Where: The doctor’s office, then home
Warning: Turns NSFW
Status: Complete
Mila really thought she would be more nervous than she was. Her first pregnancy had been a short one and they had never even gotten to this point. Now and then she did worry about the baby’s health but having Adrian around had been helpful. Anytime she was curious she would ask if he could hear the baby’s heart beating and every time he assured her that he could. That was a blessing, of course, but Mila also knew there could be other things wrong, so she was trying to go into this appointment with the right level of optimism. If everything went well today, she planned on telling her parents the news over the weekend. And then she could stop wearing baggy shirts to hide her growing belly.
After they were called into the room and Mila had gone through the motions of getting her weight and blood pressure taken, she and Aaron waited in the tiny room with the monitor. Mila sat on the edge of the patient bed, her hands clasped between her knees. She was thankful they were past the earlier ultrasounds where she had to undress. With any luck they wouldn’t need to see her back for another month.
“How are you holding up?” she asked Aaron with a small smile. She might not have been completely overwhelmed with anxiety but she had a feeling Aaron was probably a bit more nervous than she was.
Going to the doctor was a normal thing that normal people did, especially over the course of a pregnancy, but Aaron always felt weird and out of place in doctor’s offices. His parents hadn’t been big on getting checkups for their kids, or even taking them when they were sick unless it was really bad. As an adult he realized that had likely been to avoid tipping anyone off to the abuse, but the clinical, authoritarian vibe of medical settings still felt kind of foreign and uncomfortable to him. Especially after his hospital stay when Mila had stabbed him. But now here they were, together, about to find out the sex of their baby. What a wild change.
He’d found Adrian’s reassurance about the heartbeat comforting too, but he knew there were other things that could go wrong. So Aaron was nervous. He was sitting in the plastic chair for guests, arms crossed over his chest, one knee bouncing restlessly while they waited for the nurse. Mila’s question made his brows raise, and Aaron tried to give her a totally relaxed and casual smile, but it didn’t work out that great. “I’m fine, I’m good, yeah,” he said, which wasn’t that convincing either. Aaron stood up so he would stop bouncing and stepped in closer to rub Mila’s back a little. “How are you? Feeling okay?”
"I'm good," Mila said, giving him a smile when he stepped in close. She leaned over to rest her head against his chest briefly, comforted by his hand on her back. "Nervous, but excited." This was a happy day and she didn't want to bring it down by admitting she was scared that this was all in her head... still. Mila had come a long way and she had made a lot of progress but she still had her bad days, usually when things felt too good. "I think I'm just ready to... you know, know. And then tell mom and dad to get that over with." Mila exhaled and smiled up at Aaron. "I think just knowing what we're having will make it seem... really real. Does that make sense?"
Always eager to help with affection, Aaron stroked Mila’s hair while she leaned against him, then dipped down to kiss her head. He was feeling all those things too, including having plenty of nerves surrounding telling Mila’s parents. They liked him better now than they had at the beginning, but having a baby out of wedlock was still super sinful, so he wasn’t sure how much they would freak out -- Mrs. Moretti, anyway. Luckily he and Mila had wedding plans to throw at them at the same time. He smiled faintly down at her, still touching her hair softly. She’d gotten even more beautiful to Aaron, carrying their child, and he just wanted to pet and cuddle and protect her all day long. “Yeah it does,” he murmured. “I’m right there with you ... nervous, excited, all that. Can’t wait to pick out colors for the nursery.”
Mila was already picturing Aaron in the second bedroom of their home, painting and putting together a crib. It was something she had fantasized about for years, just having a family. She was nuzzling his chest when a knock came at the door and Dr. Becker walked in. The woman smiled at the two of them and set Mila's file on the counter.
"Hi you two. Are we ready?"
"Definitely," Mila said, scooting back on the bed to get comfortable. She didn't want Aaron to go too far so she grabbed his hand, needing that physical connection to get her through this without her nerves getting the best of her.
It took a few minutes for Dr. Becker to get the jelly on Mila's stomach and to get the machine ready to go. And then she was using the wand over Mila's stomach to find the baby and note the heartbeat. It was more than just a bean shaped image now. Mila could see the head, the tiny arms and legs. It brought an instant smile to her face and Dr. Becker's words became muted and distant. All Mila could do was stare at the monitor, entranced.
Dr. Becker continued to talk about the baby's growth, the measurements, assuring Mila and Aaron that everything was proceeding normally and that the baby looked healthy. That alone had Mila squeezing Aaron's hand. Adrian had heard the baby's heartbeat but hearing from a medical professional that the baby was okay made her want to weep and her throat felt tight and full of emotion. There had been a small part of her that had been ready for bad news, like she could be carrying something monstrous and deadly in her womb. She'd certainly had enough nightmares about it.
Dr. Becker smiled at the both of them, turning the monitor of the ultrasound machine so they could see it a bit better. "You wanted to know the sex, correct?"
Mila nodded, not trusting herself to speak.
"It's a girl," Dr. Becker said, moving her finger along the monitor to show them.
Aaron stood there and held Mila’s hand, glad that she wanted to do that so he could feel useful ... plus, he kind of needed to feel her there too. He watched with fascination as the blob on the screen morphed into a baby shape. He missed a lot of the technicalities the doctor described too, but the tone of all of it sounded good, and that was good. Aaron was too focused on that tiny, fast pulse. It sounded strong and solid to him, and he was getting emotional too when they got to the part about the sex. Aaron let out a huffed laugh and squeezed Mila’s hand tight as the doc told them it was a girl. “Oh my God,” he murmured, his voice thick even through his smile. He pulled Mila’s hand up to kiss it, happy tears already welling up in his eyes. They were having a daughter!
Mila would have been excited for a boy or a girl but she couldn't help but admit to herself that there was some relief in knowing they were having a daughter. She didn't think it would be easier but a tiny part of her brain had come to think that the men in her life were cursed in some sense. The Lucas men... Adrian. She was scared for her own baby because of what she and Aaron had been through. But right now, everything just felt wonderful and happy and Mila's own eyes were shining with tears as Dr. Becker printed off a handful of sonograms for them to take, handing them to Aaron before she got a paper towel to wipe Mila's stomach of the jelly.
"I'll let you get cleaned up," she told Mila. "You'll want to make an appointment for next month before you leave. Congratulations."
Mila murmured her thanks and waited for the door to close behind the doctor before she sat up and clung to Aaron, crying against his chest. Hopefully he understood they were happy tears. It felt so overwhelming all of the sudden and for the first time in a very long time, she felt whole and sane, like this was real.
Aaron felt honored to get the print outs and he tried not to smudge them up with his big dumb fingers. Before he knew it, Mila was burying her face into him and crying, and Aaron set the sonograms down beside her so he could wrap both arms around her. He was sniffly and leaky too as he held on and rubbed her back, pressing kisses now and then against her hair. He didn’t know everything she was feeling, but he understood enough to not fret about her needing to cry. He was doing it himself too, after all. They’d been through so much, Aaron realized belatedly that he’d been braced for bad news too. The relief felt incredible. “I love you so much,” he murmured to her, then slipped one hand down to rest on the gentle swell of her stomach. “Both of you. My girls.”
Mila smiled against his shirt, not caring that she could taste the tears on her lips. It had been a long time since she had cried like this out of happiness. "I love you too," she said before covering his hand with her own. Once she felt she could get herself together, Mila pulled away and wiped her eyes before slipping down off the exam table to fix her clothing. Then she cupped Aaron's face and kissed him. Suddenly she was afraid to tell her mom and dad. Something that felt this amazing couldn't possibly be bad news. "So," she murmured against his mouth, smiling, "do we decide on nursery colors now?"
Aaron gave her room to get situated, picking up the ‘pictures’ of their baby, still trying to handle them by the corners. He couldn’t wait to show them off now, sure that at least Kat and Charlie and Amelia and Adrian would be happy for them. His brothers would probably just grunt and shrug it off, but Aaron didn’t care at the moment. They didn’t matter. Mila and their daughter mattered, that was all. He put a hand on Mila’s hip as she came in close, more than happy to kiss her back, and he smiled into it too. “I guess so, yeah ... think she’ll be a girly girl and like pink?” he murmured back, swaying the both of them a bit in a tiny dance.
"I have no idea," Mila admitted with an excited little grin. "Maybe we could do something like... pink and gray. Or something yellow... I don't know. We can always look around and see if there's something we like." They had time. Not a lot of it, because she was sure the next several months would fly by, but at least now they could start to plan properly. Mila kissed Aaron again and then walked over to pick up her light jacket from the chair. "I guess maybe we should finalize wedding plans first and do all of that. Mom and dad'll be asking about it when we talk to them about this."
He knew nothing about baby colors, really, just that pink was for girls and blue was for boys, but Aaron liked the idea of not putting their daughter in those kinds of boxes before she was even born. He didn’t think Gavin had painted rooms for his kids, but he and Olivia had been living in shitty rentals at the time, so maybe they just didn’t get the opportunity. In spite of everything, Aaron felt blessed all of the sudden. “Yeah,” he agreed, moving to the door to open it for her. They had the vaguest of wedding plans, which didn’t really work for weddings, so they needed to nail down the date. Aaron didn’t mind if it was a small affair, he just couldn’t wait to marry her. “When do you wanna do that? Sit down with them?”
"I was thinking this weekend," Mila told him with a mild grimace. "The sooner the better. Now that they know about Adrian, I don't know... maybe it would cheer mom up some, you know?" She paused at the small desk on the way out to make her next appointment and once she had the reminder card, Mila took Aaron's hand to walk outside to their car. "I just want them to be happy for us. I want your family to be happy for us too." It didn't feel like it was a lot to ask but both families had dealt with their share of issues. "I think it'll soften the blow if we at least have a date."
That weekend felt very soon, but Aaron knew they needed to rip that particular band-aid off as soon as possible so people could start to deal and they could really start planning. He held the door for Mila as they exited the doctor’s office. He hated to think that anybody would take the news about their daughter as a ‘blow,’ but he knew how Mila’s parents were. And how his own family was. “That’s all I want too,” he said. “As for a date ... I dunno, how long do you think it would take to put a wedding together? I’m so stupid about stuff like that.” He pulled the keys out and hit the button on the fob to unlock the doors as they approached.
The weekend was soon, but considering how long she had kept the pregnancy from her parents, she doubted they would see it that way. "I've never been married, so I have no idea," she pointed with a smile. "But, I guess it depends on what kind of wedding we want. I was thinking close friends and family... maybe we could do it on the beach, or... something like that. Honestly, it makes me sound shallow but I would rather get married sooner rather than later or I don't know what kind of dress I'll be able to fit into. We have a baby to plan for now so we should probably budget."
Aaron had never been married either, and he’d been to precious few weddings. The people he’d grown up around were more likely to just shack up forever, like Caden and Roxy. Aaron had never even put much thought into what he wanted his wedding to be like, figuring that if he ever did get married, his fiancee would do most of the planning. He didn’t want to put all that pressure on Mila though, so Aaron was eager to help, he just didn’t know where to start. “I could go for a beach wedding,” he told her with a crooked grin. “‘Specially since St. Dismas burned down, it’s like ... nature is God’s church anyway, so why not do it outside. Might be cheaper, too.” He didn’t need anything big and fancy, he just wanted to be married to Mila. Aaron climbed in the car and held out the sonograms for Mila to tuck away since he was driving ... but he couldn’t help but look at them again with a smile on his face.
Nature is God's church. That made Mila laugh as she took the sonogram photos from him. She kept them in her hand, staring at them, loving how she could make out her baby's profile. "Maybe we could plan for July? I know that's really soon but the weather will be nice. We could find a place for a small reception after. I don't know if you want to go on a honeymoon or just put that money into the house..." There were a lot of decisions to be made, but Mila was confident that they could put this together in a short amount of time and still have it be meaningful.
Neither of them were really teeming with friends and tons of close family, so Aaron didn’t think July was too soon to plan something. It sounded pretty perfect to him, really. He was about to address the honeymoon question when an idea occurred to him and he looked over at her with a bright smile. “Hey maybe Mr. D’Onofrio would let us rent out part of the pier for the reception, y’know, block it off and set up some tables and stuff? Ceremony on the beach, reception up above?” He had a feeling that they would do it for Mila, or at least give them an employee discount or something, even at the height of summer. “As for a honeymoon ... nah, I mean, we can take a weekend away or something, but let’s save a real honeymoon for when you can drink again. Unless you want to, of course!” Anything that made Mila happy, that’s what Aaron wanted to do.
Mila considered his suggestion and she found she liked the idea of just getting married on the beach and then being able to walk to the reception. It would be costly, or plain impossible, if she didn't get permission from Anthony. He was more likely to say yes than Caius was. Or maybe she was being unfair. It was just that Mila had found Anthony to be much more approachable than Caius. "I can talk to Mr. D'Onofrio," Mila said after a moment of thought. "I really like that idea though. Especially if it's a nice day." Mila reached for her purse to put the sonogram pictures carefully inside. "I'm okay with waiting on a honeymoon though. It would probably be nice to be able to drink and you know, wear clothes that didn't need a belly band. What about... July 21st?"
It would have to be a nice day either way, if they were having the ceremony on the beach. They would have to make some sort of Plan B, Aaron felt sure, just in case of rain, but they could figure it out. He was pleased that Mila liked his idea, and it showed in his smile. “July 21st sounds perfect,” he said, glancing over at her as he got them on the road to head home. “That’s like, a month and a half to plan. Nobody’s birthday is around then. Should be nice and warm. Yeah, that sounds good.” It was a little weird to feel this happy after so much misery for so long, but their lives really did feel like they were getting better. Getting to a place where it felt like a real, full life. Aaron reached over to take Mila’s hand, pulling it up to kiss the back of it. “I love you. We’re gonna have a great wedding.”
"I love you too," Mila said, turning her hand to curl her fingers around his. "And... if we have a small wedding maybe we can just pick a maid of honor and best man? Otherwise I think all of our planned guests would end up in the bridal party. What do you think?" She adored Kat and Charlie but Roxy had been her best friend since they were teenagers. She couldn't imagine getting married without Roxy beside her. A tiny part of her felt like she should suggest it just be the two of them getting married and everyone else sitting as guests, but that was mostly because she didn't want to cause Roxy any hurt feelings. She and Caden had been engaged longer and Mila was pretty sure they hadn't even chosen a wedding date.
“Yeah, I think that works,” Aaron answered, already thinking about who he should ask to stand with him. He knew Mila would probably ask Roxy, but Aaron already knew that Caden would refuse to be his best man, so having them as a pair was out of the question. That left Gavin -- unless Kat wanted to be his best woman? Was that even a thing? The thought of asking his oldest brother to be up there with him both made him nervous and a little sad at the same time. Gavin had seemed like he was getting better mentally, living with Charlie and having Jasper back, but Aaron couldn’t say for sure if he would accept. He hated being in front of people. Maybe Adrian would do it, but Aaron wasn’t sure about that either. “If Gavin says no, do you think Adrian would be my best man?” he asked Mila, glancing over briefly. “Or could Kat do it? I dunno if she would wear a suit ...”
Mila watched Aaron and could practically see the thoughts running through his head. "Gavin would be crazy to say no." And she knew how much it would mean to Aaron for Gavin to stand up for him at his wedding as his best man. Mila wondered if she should talk to Gavin herself before Aaron had a chance to ask. Make him understand how important it was to Aaron. She didn't care if it would make him uncomfortable. That was life, wasn't it? "And if, for some reason, he doesn't want to do it, I know Kat and Adrian both would say yes." It was her turn to draw his hand to her lips. "Kat could always wear a dress, she would just stand with you," Mila told him with a smile. "Just think about who you would want with you, don't think about whether or not they would say yes."
Aaron hadn’t been completely serious about Kat wearing a suit, but he was unsure about how all this wedding jazz was supposed to go. Kat was his closest sibling, and he knew she would be there with bells on, but Gavin was his Big Brother, and having his blessing did mean a lot to Aaron. He at least wanted to ask Gavin first, and he would go from there, he supposed. “Gotta have a backup plan, right?” he said to Mila, giving her a little half-smile in return. “You know how my family is.” The thought crossed Aaron’s mind that at least Joseph wouldn’t be there to fuck everything up, which immediately made him feel guilty. Aaron squeezed Mila’s hand gently. “You’re gonna ask Roxy to be the uh, the maid-thing, right?”
"Yeah, I know," she murmured, looking out the window. She could just imagine Aaron asking Gavin to be his best man and Gavin being awkward about the whole thing and coming up with some bullshit excuse as to why he couldn't do it. Aaron deserved so much more from both of his brothers. Breathing in through her nostrils, Mila righted herself and then looked over at Aaron with a smile. "Maid of honor, yeah. She's been my best friend since we were in high school. I can't really imagine asking anyone else. And... I know we've got time to think about it, but... I was already thinking of asking her to be the baby's godmother. Would you be okay with that?"
Maid of honor, that was right. Aaron never could remember stuff like that. He would’ve been helpless trying to plan a wedding without Mila. Of course he wouldn’t be having a wedding without Mila, but still. Her question made him smile, like any reminder of their daughter was going to make him smile, he had a feeling. “Yeah, I’m great with that,” Aaron said with enthusiasm. “Roxy’s perfect. And you know she’ll take it serious, bein’ Catholic too.” He didn’t think it would be great to ask Caden to be the godfather, so they would have to think about that some more. Aaron definitely did not want Caden being any sort of spiritual guide for their daughter.
Mila's smile widened and she squeezed Aaron's hand gently. She hoped Roxy would be willing. Mila didn't want to cause her friend any pain so maybe she would approach the subject first and just see how Roxy was feeling about it. "She'd be a great mom, if given the chance," Mila murmured. And Mila certainly hoped she was given the chance... preferably without Caden but that was a mean thought and not one she wanted to voice in front of Aaron. Taking a breath, Mila shifted away from those potentially dark thoughts to smile again. She didn't want this day ruined. "I mentioned going to dinner tonight to celebrate and invited Adrian. Would that be okay?"
“Yeah she would,” Aaron agreed, his tone largely the same as Mila’s. He knew that Roxy really wanted kids, but he also knew just how much Caden didn’t, and he thought that would be what eventually broke them up. Aaron honestly thought that would be for the best in the end -- children weren’t something to compromise on, you had to agree. He just felt extremely lucky that he and Mila agreed, and knew they would both put all their love and effort into this baby. Their daughter. He already wondered what she would look like, who she would take after, if she would be smart like Mila or need extra help with everything like him. Mila’s question distracted him and he glanced over again with a smile. “Yeah, totally,” he answered easily. He adored Adrian now, so he had zero problem with that. “Where’d you wanna go? We should splurge a little. Maybe he can help with wedding plans.”
Caden had made it pretty clear for a while now that he wasn't interested in kids, but Roxy stuck around. Mila didn't really understand it because she knew Roxy wanted a baby. While Mila had made her opinion about the relationship known, that was all she could really do. Roxy had to come to her own conclusion about Caden and if it was worth sacrificing the things she really wanted in order to be with him. Feeling lucky and loved, Mila brought Aaron's hand back up to where she could nuzzle it against her cheek. "Oh, I don't know, maybe Basi Italia?" It was a bit nicer than say, Dino's, but not as fancy as the Boathouse. And Mila was definitely craving Italian food. More specifically, cannolis and Basi Italia had amazing cannolis.
Basi Italia wasn’t exactly a splurge, but it would probably be more fun than The Boathouse anyway. Aaron knew instantly what he wanted to order -- their lasagna was fantastic and cut into huge portions -- and even though they’d had lunch, his stomach gave a grumble. He brushed her cheek with his thumb while she cuddled his hand, smiling through the windshield. “Sounds perfect,” Aaron murmured. Everything sounded perfect at the moment, and he tried to soak in that feeling and enjoy it. God only knew how long it would last, around here. But Aaron couldn’t think too much about supernatural fuckery, because they had a daughter on the way, and he might lose his mind with anxiety if he started dwelling in those thoughts. He wanted to ride the happy highs of this rollercoaster for a while longer.
If she hadn't invited Adrian she might have suggested The Boathouse, but she didn't want her brother to feel awkward or uncomfortable in a fancy place. Basi Italia was cozy and small and it had great food and that was all Mila was really looking for. Like Aaron, she was trying not to think about what could happen between now and her due date. She didn't want to think about that strange man Aaron and Adrian met, or her own trauma, or Adrian's or... well, the town in general. More than once she had considered approaching Caius and offering to pay him for putting some protective wards on her house, or whatever witches would call them. It was something to think about, at least.
When they got home, Mila headed inside with Aaron, taking the sonogram photos from her purse to stick on the fridge. Then she turned to Aaron to slip her arms around him, kissing him on the chin. "I love you so much," she murmured. "I couldn't do any of this without you."
Inside, Aaron dropped his keys into the usual spot and kicked his shoes off, following Mila into the kitchen. He smiled brightly as she put the first photos -- were sonograms photos? He wasn’t even sure -- up on the fridge, then happily wrapped his arms around her again. Aaron’s smile widened into a teasing grin. “I know, you need sperm to make a baby, right?” he murmured back, then dipped lower to kiss her softly. He knew what she meant, and he absolutely felt the same. Aaron knew his life would be in total shambles now without Mila. He rubbed at her lower back and flashed her another smile, this one more genuine. “I love you too. So fucking much, more than anything.” He swayed them gently, always happy to be holding his girl -- both of his girls, now. Which was so weird to think about, but so cool at the same time.
Laughing, Mila hugged him tight and rested her head against his chest. "I love you too. And you're going to be an amazing dad." It was hormones and emotion talking, but it was also the truth. It still baffled her sometimes, that Aaron had grown up in the Lucas household and hadn't come out of it an emotionally stunted mess. She was sure he had his own share of issues, but he wasn't an asshole like Caden, or emotionally unavailable like Gavin. Aaron wore his heart on his sleeve and she loved that about him. "We have time before dinner," she murmured, lifting her face up to his. "Want to go soak in a bath with me for a bit?"
Aaron still wasn’t so sure about being a good dad, he had plenty of doubts about his capabilities there, but there was nothing he had to do yet but support Mila as much as possible. Maybe put a crib together and paint the nursery. He could definitely do those things, and just take the rest one step at a time. The only thing he felt like Joseph had given him besides DNA was a perfect example of how not to be a father. Hopefully he could learn the rest. Aaron kissed the tip of Mila’s nose when she looked up at him and then smiled brightly. “Is that even a question? Of course I do,” he murmured. He was always happy to get naked with Mila, especially in their tub these days, which was bigger than any he’d ever had. He kissed her lips briefly and then released her so they could head to the bedroom.
Mila knew and understood Aaron's doubts but she hoped after the baby was born he would see his worth the way she did. She was so happy she had taken the day off, rather than having to go back to work after her appointment. Mila felt giddy and relieved and in a strange way, it was a bit exhausting. Probably because she felt like she had been holding her breath since that first positive pregnancy test. She'd just needed to know everything was okay and there wasn't something waiting in the dark to rip this all away from her.
When they reached the bedroom, Mila ducked into the bathroom to start the bath, wanting to use a little bit of her bubble bath. Then she walked back into the bedroom to Aaron, belatedly wondering if Adrian was around somewhere. Maybe he was sleeping. They could always talk later. Mila smiled and began to help Aaron undress, mostly because she loved doing it, especially since it meant getting her hands on his skin quicker.
Mila always knew how to make a bath nice, so Aaron left her to it while he took his shoes off and tossed his socks into the hamper and emptied his pockets onto the dresser. He was still getting used to living in a nice place, and he was trying to stay neat and keep it nice so Mila wouldn’t get annoyed with him. Plus, he’d found that putting his wallet in the same place all the time kept him from losing it. He smiled as she came back to him, then lifted his arms with a little chuckle so she could peel his shirt off. Aaron rolled his shoulders and flexed a bit, just to preen for her a little, still half-smiling as she worked on his belt and jeans. “So are you gonna have a wild bachelorette party?” he asked. “Male strippers and all?”
Mila unzipped his jeans, eager to get them off of his body. He was so gorgeous that it was a wonder she got anything done when he was around her. His body alone was like a beacon for her hands. His question drew her gaze to his and she smiled, her brow raising curiously. "I'm pregnant, just how wild do you think I can get?" Slipping her fingers into his jeans, Mila began to push them down, along with his boxer briefs. "I suppose there could be male strippers. Would that bother you?" Knowing Aaron's brothers... mostly Caden... Mila didn't doubt he would have a bachelor party with women taking off their clothes. Hell, maybe they would just take him to Cherries. It didn't really bother Mila much because she knew Aaron loved her and would never do anything stupid.
“Naw, it wouldn’t bother me,” Aaron said with a little laugh. “You can’t drink, but you can still have some fun with your eyes, right?” He grinned and rolled his hips in a tiny stripper-dance, then stopped since Mila’s face got close to his dick. Aaron started stepping to get out of his jeans and boxers, completely comfortable being naked for her by this point. He barely ever even thought about the scar she’d left on his chest anymore. “Gavin and Caden will probably wanna take me to Cherries,” he said, unknowingly echoing Mila’s thoughts. “And I wanna invite Adrian, too.” Now that he was all bare for the bath, he reached for her clothes to start doing the same. “Unless you say no, then we won’t, of course,” Aaron added quickly. “Go to Cherries I mean, not invite Adrian ... not not invite Adrian ...” He frowned briefly, trying to puzzle that one out in his head.
Mila knew that not every boyfriend would be okay with her having fun with her eyes if it included a naked man, so Aaron's understanding and approval of it made her love him even more. They trusted each other and that was so important. "I would hire you to strip and dance for me, but I don't want to share your body with any of my friends," Mila said with a teasing smile. "They'll get way too jealous and there will be major drama." She paused so she could help him get her shirt up and off. She was laughing a little when she reappeared from beneath the material. "And I'm okay with Cherries if that's where you want to go. I think Adrian would appreciate the invite too." Whether or not he would go was a different matter, especially if it meant hanging out with Aaron's brothers.
Aaron wasn’t threatened by some sculpted gym bunny guy waving his junk around at Mila. At some point in his life he probably would have been sulky and prickly if she wanted to go look at other men’s bodies. Insecure. But they’d been through so much together at this point, they loved each other so much, and she was carrying his child, so he didn’t think anybody was going to steal her away from him. If anything, he hoped it made her happy and horny so he could take care of her needs when she came home. Aaron laughed over the idea of Mila’s friends getting jealous about him, especially since the one he knew best was Roxy, and that was ridiculous. “We totally don’t want drama, so I’ll give you a private show anytime you want, babe,” he assured her with a grin. He was also pleased she didn’t mind if he went to Cherries with the boys, even though he was totally fine with not going too. He just wanted all of them to have fun. Aaron crouched in front of Mila to gently pull her stretchy pants and underwear down, pausing to kiss her belly once or twice before he helped her step out of everything.
There was definitely a time in her life when she would have been uncomfortable with the idea of Aaron going to a strip club, for any reason. She had always harbored jealousy towards all of the girls who walked in and out of his life over the years. But Mila had no reason to doubt his feelings for her now. They had been through hell together and as horrible as it was, Mila knew that if he hadn't cheated or left her when she had nearly killed him... he was obviously committed to her. No amount of fake boobs or body glitter would cause him to stray. With her clothes out of the way now, Mila took Aaron's hand and pushed up on her toes just enough to press a kiss to his lips before leading him to their bathroom. "So, this private show... do I get to pick the music and everything?" She grinned at Aaron as she checked the temperature of the bath water. "Have I ever seen you dance before? Or would it be more like a strip tease."
He tittered a bit as an image of himself dressed in one of those cheesy stripper costumes flashed through his head. “You can pick the music if I get to practice a little beforehand,” Aaron told her with a grin, which sounded like a reasonable compromise to him. He wasn’t a great dancer by any means, but he could grind and swivel, which was all stripping looked like to him. Unless there was a pole involved, of course, but that was a whole different ballgame. In the bathroom, he made sure two of their big towels were in reach. “But I dunno, I don’t think we’ve ever really danced together,” he added in a thoughtful tone. “Not like, club grinding or anything, which is what I’m best at. That and a few line dances? But those aren’t sexy. But whatever you want it to be, baby, I’ll try to make it happen.” Aaron grinned at her again, one hand caressing her ass before they climbed into the tub together.
"I don't think we've danced together either," Mila said after giving it a moment of thought as she got comfortable in the bath. The water felt amazing and the bubbles smelled nice and she just wanted to close her eyes and doze for a while. "I've never been good at grinding on anyone. I always feel awkward dancing, to be honest. At prom, I would do all the slow dances but I would conveniently disappear anytime a faster song came on. I figured if my date saw me on the dance floor he would disappear real quick."
They had swayed around the kitchen like dorks when a sweet song came on the playlist, like any couple, but they’d definitely never been clubbing together. Aaron chuckled and settled in himself, facing her and letting their legs tangle together. He’d never really seen the appeal of taking baths until he’d started taking them with Mila. She made everything better, of course, but he’d also started enjoying them solo now and then. “Any dude who would do that didn’t deserve you anyway,” he said with a crooked little smile. “You have so much else that makes up for bad dancing. I just got into the habit of like, whenever I felt awkward, I’d act like more of a doofus? And it would make girls laugh and so I didn’t have to be good.” He chuckled and fished in the water for one of her feet, pulling it up to rest on his chest. He started to gently massage with his thumbs.
Mila tried not to purr when he began to lightly massage her foot. It felt nice and Mila had to keep from sinking down into the bubbles. "Whenever I'd feel awkward in front of boys I would just... freeze. Like, full-on paralysis because I couldn't figure out what to say. I was a gigantic mess in high school." Mila smiled, because it didn't bother her anymore. She felt like she had done all right since then and now she was getting married to the love of her life and it was like all of her high school fantasies coming true. "I'm pretty sure all you would have had to do was smile and you'd have the girls twisted around your finger."
He’d never quite understood why Mila had the social anxiety problems she’d told him she used to have -- Aaron thought she’d always been beautiful. It was probably more complex than that, but he didn’t get why she hadn’t been hot and popular in school. Maybe his memories of her then were colored by his perception of her now. He just loved her so much, it was hard to imagine anybody else wouldn’t. “Nah, they didn’t like me that much,” Aaron murmured, giving a little chuckle. He rubbed his thumbs into Mila’s arch and let his head fall back against the tile as he gazed at her. “You wouldn’t’a liked me either, probably. If we got together. I was dumb enough to cheat on you back then, you know?”
Mila lifted one shoulder in response, her smile growing softer. "I don't know if I could have convinced my younger self of that, but I think everything worked out the way it was supposed to... I mean, with... timing wise." She knew enough about Aaron's past to know they wouldn't have been a lasting couple if he had noticed her in high school. Maybe he had noticed her, she didn't really know. Mila generally felt invisible back then. "Besides, I'm glad we got to be friends first. I think it makes everything better." As tedious and exhausting as waitressing at a bar could be, knowing she got to see Aaron almost every day had made her love her job at the time.
Aaron had noticed her, like he’d noticed every person with tits around him, but he’d always thought Mila was too smart and nice for him. A good girl, not like the other girls he tended to hang around with back then. He’d had a lot of wild oats to sow, lots of issues around touch and sex that probably still weren’t fully resolved but had made him a horny, impulsive teenager. It sucked to think that he wouldn’t have been good to Mila back then, but Aaron was honest enough with himself to know that was the case. “Yeah, I think the timing happened how it was supposed to,” he agreed with a faint chuckle. Aaron rubbed at the ball of Mila’s foot with one hand and let the other wander up her ankle and shin and calf. The bubble bath made her slightly slippery, and it felt really nice to touch her. “What do you think teenage you would’ve thought if you told her I knocked you up in the future?” he asked, flashing her a grin.
Mila’s smile widened and she laughed a little. Her hand brushed over the top of the bubbles and she had to admit it felt nice to have Aaron touching her. Her other hand slipped beneath the water to stroke along his calf, just so she could be touching him too. “I think teenage me would have died from joy, once she was sure it wasn’t a joke. Honestly, teenage me was more religious back then so I probably would’ve asked future me if we were married first because I would’ve been terrified of facing the wrath of Maria Moretti.” She chuckled softly before arching a brow. “What do you think teenage you would have thought if you told him you knocked me up in the future?”
Aaron chuckled too over the reference to her mother’s wrath. They were going to be facing that down soon enough now, but such things were easier to handle as an adult. For most, anyway. Aaron couldn’t think about his own parents without dredging up a lot of shit inside he didn’t want to deal with, especially not right then. He kept massaging Mila’s foot and lower leg, and lifted one shoulder in a little shrug. “I prob’ly would’ve felt bad for you,” he answered. “And been terrified, ‘cause like ... I didn’t really want kids, as a teenager. I saw all the trouble that Gavin had, and it was scary. Plus, y’know ... my dad.” He shrugged again. “But back then I couldn’t imagine being this happy with anyone, so I didn’t know much of anything.” Aaron gave her a warm smile.
"I don't know many teenagers who want kids... at least at that age." If she had gotten pregnant before finishing high school, Mila would have been terrified. "But I do think it's harder when you only see how it's negatively affected people." Her hand slid over his leg gently. She was aware of how horrible Aaron's dad was and she knew that he had broken Gavin's arm when he found out Ollie had gotten pregnant. Her own mother might have prayed for Mila's eternal soul but Mila knew for a fact that her parents would have never raised a hand to her, for any reason. "You're nothing like your dad," Mila murmured after a moment. "You know that, right?"
It was probably a small miracle that Aaron hadn’t knocked anyone up in high school. If a girl he’d slept with had ever had a scare, or even had an abortion, he hadn’t known about it. Which probably went to show how reliable he’d been back then -- not at all. In spite of the conversation they were having, Mila’s touch on his leg was waking his body up, his cock starting to chub up under the bubbles just from that bit of attention. Aaron’s eyebrow quirked up slightly before he gave a small wry smile. “I wouldn’t say nothing like him,” he murmured back. “He left his poison in all of us. But I’m gonna work my hardest to not act like him, ever.” Which was more than he could say for his brothers, sometimes.
Mila had a difficult time imagining Aaron being anything like Joseph. Yes, maybe he'd been irresponsible and impulsive in the past, but ever since they got together, it felt like Aaron had completely stepped up. Even when she felt like she didn't deserve him, or his forgiveness... he was there. Now they were getting married and had a baby on the way and it was becoming easier to pretend like those horrible weeks had never happened. "I have faith in you," Mila told him, leaning forward just a bit so she could run both hands up his legs beneath the water. She had always loved how his body felt beneath her fingers. Sometimes Mila was sure she could be totally content just by touching him all day long. "Honestly, I think my teenage self would have been more than happy to miss out on being with teenage Aaron if it meant being with you like this."
Aaron knew that he wouldn’t allow himself to become his father ... but he knew there were parts of Joseph inside of him. Angry parts, cruel parts, parts that didn’t usually see the light of day, but he felt their capacity sometimes. Just never toward Mila, even when she’d stabbed him, which was something of a relief. If he had to have anger, he wanted it to be defensive, used to protect his family when it was needed, and that was it. Mila’s faith that he could stay in control meant the world to him. “Teenage me was too dumb to know how good I’ve got it now,” he said, giving a little grin. “But he was an idiot, like I said.” Aaron released Mila’s foot and reached for her to pull her in closer to him. He had a perfectly good torso to lean against, and he wanted more access to touch her all over. “Current me is so damn happy, that’s all I care about,” he added softly.
"That's all I care about too," Mila said, once she was closer to him and she took his hand, bringing it up to her lips to kiss his fingers. "Sometimes I think I'm dreaming all of this and I'm really scared of waking up." She felt vulnerable saying so, but she knew if anyone would understand, Aaron would. Mila didn't want to dwell on it, but it was still scary to let go completely and accept something good was happening to her. She was just afraid of the fallout. It might take some more time to accept there would be no fallout, but it was just a process and she needed to be okay with that.
Aaron gently settled his arms around her, pressing a kiss to her shoulder while she kissed his fingers. He did understand where she was coming from, even though it hurt his heart to hear it. Aaron wished he could make her believe that this was all real and she was home and safe, but he knew by now that words alone couldn’t do it. She might always have doubts in the back of her mind, all he could do was try to be there to reassure her. “I know,” he murmured, leaning in to kiss the spot right under Mila’s ear, then the side of her neck. Then her cheek again, his lips moving slowly. “But you’re here, and I love you.”
"I love you too," Mila said, so many of her doubts washed away just from hearing Aaron say those three words. While she didn't feel like she was headed for a spiral, they helped ground her more firmly in reality and that was all she needed. His lips on her skin felt so nice and Mila's eyelids felt much heavier as she sunk into the pleasant sensations that had begun to blossom inside of her. She kept his fingers at her lips, still pressing soft kisses to them. Maybe she had been insecure in high school, and for a couple of years after, but Aaron made her feel beautiful. It was in the way he touched her, how he kissed her. Even the first time they'd had sex, before they had been anything, Mila had never felt so desirable before. It was possible her feelings for him clouded everything, but she didn't really care. Aaron loved her and Mila couldn't possibly ask for anything more than that.
He didn’t always know what to say to help her, and Aaron was far from any kind of therapist, but he tried to give her as much love as he could when she seemed unsure of reality. It seemed to help sometimes, and this was one of them. Aaron brushed his thumb over her cheek, his other hand slipping up the curve of her belly to gently caress her breasts. She was beyond beautiful to him, especially after everything they’d been through together, and now with his baby inside of her. He’d wondered idly before if God made pregnant women so gorgeous on purpose, so their men just fell in love with them over and over again. That was definitely how he felt, a deeply instinctual attraction, on top of how he’d already felt about her. Aaron kept slow-kissing at Mila’s neck, breathing in her smell mixed with the sweet bubble bath, more warmth starting to course through him.
It was amazing how quickly Aaron could get her blood pumping hot, even just by kissing her neck. She had always been attracted to him, but the physical desire for him had only grown more intense with her feelings. His lips felt so nice. His hand felt even better on her breast. Thought was quickly evaporating from her mind and Mila closed her eyes, lowering his other hand to her chest. She slipped her own hands beneath the water, to touch him, his legs and thighs, grazing her nails over his wet skin. It was a lovely slow burn, just resting against Aaron, his hands on her body and her hands on his. Mila felt overwhelmed with everything, all of it wonderful and she wanted to enjoy this moment as long as she could before they had to get back to their normal routine.
Aaron loved nearly every moment he spent with Mila, but he was especially happy to be in the quiet ones like this, where they didn’t have to talk to understand and enjoy each other. He was hooked on the physical touch too, of course, and the slow burn of arousal that felt so good to just bask in. Mila had taught him to slow down and enjoy the moment more, even if she hadn’t done so on purpose. His skin tingled happily at her touch under the water, and Aaron moved both hands to cup her breasts. They’d gotten bigger and heavier since she’d been pregnant, which was yet another thing about her that turned him on a lot. His cock was fully hard now, caught between her back and his stomach, but he was content to ignore it for the moment. He just wanted to make Mila feel good. As he nuzzled and kissed her, he teased her nipples with his fingers before one hand slipped lower to caress her thighs and urge them open.
Mila could feel Aaron's erection against the small of her back, and while she wanted to touch him too, she was feeling so nice and relaxed at the moment, lost in the blossoming of her own arousal as his hands and lips moved over her skin. Her nipples grew taut beneath his fingers and it was instinctive to part her thighs immediately for his hand. There were parts of her aching to be touched and she covered his hand with her own. Not to push or guide... not yet, anyway. But if she couldn't do much to him at the moment in her position, she could still help him along until they couldn't take it anymore.
He wanted to focus on his woman, and just the pressure of her leaning against him felt nice enough on his cock at the moment, Aaron didn’t feel like he was missing out on anything. Touching Mila was enough for him. Her hand wasn’t covering his to stop him, so he slid his fingers over her mound to her pussy lips. Mila’s body had been changing a bit with the pregnancy, and he had been trying to stay conscious of making her feel gorgeous and sexy as often as he could. He would adore her even when she got huge and swollen, and he wanted her to know it. Aaron started to rub and explore her very gently under the water, his other set of fingers still lightly rolling her hard nipple. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered near her ear.
The soft touches were exquisite torture. Her hormones had been all over the place lately, but her desire for Aaron hadn't dulled in the slightest. If anything, she wanted him more than ever, though she did try to reel herself in most days. It was difficult not to wonder if her sex drive would suffer the futher along in her pregnancy she got, but right now it felt like it was never ending. Closing her eyes, Mila basked in the lovely sensations his fingers were creating. His voice so close to her ear made her shiver and she wished she could do more than stroke his leg beneath the water. Her other hand moved over her pussy with his in a way that she found incredibly erotic. Aaron had always known exactly how to touch her.
Sex was one of the few things Aaron felt good at, and sex involved way more than just jamming his cock into someone. Foreplay was important, as was appreciating a woman’s body, and he was practically obsessed with Mila’s. He knew every curve and crease of her pussy and never got tired of touching her. He’d been a little worried at first that having sex would hurt the baby somehow, but he knew better now. All those good-feeling hormones were good for the body in general. Totally unconcerned about his own pleasure at the moment, Aaron wanted to make her feel good, make her feel how much he loved her. He dipped his middle finger into her just a bit to spread some of her natural juices around, then rubbed lightly at her clit. He could feel how swollen and turned on she was, and that was always sexy as hell.
Mila had also worried that Aaron would worry about hurting the baby when they had sex, even though it wasn't physically possible. He was just sweet like that, but thankfully he wasn't afraid to touch her and she hoped that continued all the way through to labor. Granted, Mila had no idea how she would be feeling several months from now, but right now, she couldn't seem to get enough. It was just a bit harder to seduce Aaron wherever and whenever she wanted because Adrian was still living with them. Gasping softly when she felt Aaron's finger slipped into her, Mila tried not to thrust against his hand too much. But it was impossible not to moan, because he was teasing her just the way she liked it and Mila brought her hand up from beneath the water to lift it and slip her hand behind Aaron's neck, just to be able to hold onto him.
Holding back because of Adrian’s presence in the house was a mixed bag -- it was frustrating sometimes because they’d gotten pretty used to being able to get naked and fool around on a whim ... but at the same time it was kind of fun to hold back. Like a challenge. For Aaron, anyway. It just made him want her more. Mila’s sex drive had been pretty high so far, so they definitely made up for it, just quietly. He wasn’t thinking about Adrian right then though, all of his focus on Mila and the way she was reacting to what he was doing to her. He smiled a bit when she gripped his neck, putting a bit more pressure into his rubbing before he eased his middle finger deep into her. Aaron let out a soft moan next to Mila’s ear, curling his finger to hit that good spot and slowly fucking her with it. She felt so hot and ready for him, his cock flexed a couple of times against her back.
Her hips arched up a bit as soon as his finger slipped inside of her and Mila's fingers pressed harder into the back of Aaron's neck. She breathed his name, already craving more, especially when she could feel his cock, hard and eager, against her back. It was impossible to lay still and she moved with his finger, unable to muffle any of the soft noises escaping her now. The intense desire to find release was warring with her intense need for Aaron, to come around his cock and find mutual pleasure together. Her hand tightened against his and Mila licked her lips, trying to find her voice. "I want you," she whispered, rubbing as much as she could against him. "I want to come on your cock."
What man didn’t love to hear that? Especially with part of his body already inside of her. Stronger arousal surged through Aaron, and he grunted softly. It was tempting just to pick her up and sit her down on his cock, but he knew that wouldn’t go as smoothly as it did in his head. He gently slid his finger free, giving her clit another few soft rubs before he pulled back all the way. “Up on your knees, then,” he murmured to her. Aaron wasn’t very bossy in bed by nature, but when Mila made it clear she wanted him as soon as possible, he was going to give her what she needed. What they both needed.
Mila very nearly grabbed his hand to push it back into place, but she wanted him more. To feel him buried deep inside of her. Sometimes it was the only time she felt grounded in reality, like she knew being wrapped up in Aaron meant she was truly home and safe. Of course, it was more than just comfort. Mila hadn't had as many sexual partners as Aaron in the past, but she'd had enough to know Aaron was the best she'd ever had. No one had ever made her feel as desirable and sexy as Aaron did and Mila wasn't entirely sure she had ever craved a man as much as she craved Aaron. Getting to her knees now wasn't terribly difficult, though she did move carefully as not to accidentally hurt him somehow. Her hand moved between her legs without much thought, fingers brushing over her clit as she waited for Aaron.
Aaron waited for her to get situated, then braced both hands on the edges of the tub to lift himself up enough to get his own knees underneath him. He wiped the stray bubbles off of his cock and shuffled in closer to her, then ran both of his hands over the curves of her sides. He knew that he pleased her in bed and kept her satisfied, and it made him happier than a lot of other things in his life. Aaron just loved his Mila so fucking much, and sometimes pleasure was the only way he knew to communicate that. Plus she was gorgeous and sexy and he couldn’t imagine not wanting her all the time. He leaned in to kiss the back of her shoulder as he guided himself into place, the head of his cock teasing her folds for a brief moment before he started to ease his way into her.
Mila moaned low in her throat as soon as Aaron began to push inside of her. He absolutely satisfied her in bed but he satisfied her out of bed as well. She knew he didn't think very highly of himself but Aaron was everything Mila wanted in a boyfriend, soon to be husband, and father of her baby. She had the rest of her life to show him how much she loved and appreciated him too. Mila didn't want to rush or dictate the pace, but it was impossible to stay still and she pushed her hips back to meet his cock, taking him inside of her deep. Mila gasped softly, a happy smile forming at her lips. That was definitely what she wanted and she wiggled her hips a little, just to feel every inch of him.
It was like sliding into a hot bath in heaven, or so Aaron imagined, at least. That first thrust into Mila was probably his favorite sensation in the world, and the way she pushed back to take more of him made it even better. He made a low sound in the back of his throat when she wiggled, palms sliding over her hips and thighs. He stayed pressed flush against her for a moment, just pushed in deep and feeling her adjust to him. Aaron let his hands roam further over her skin, leaning forward slightly so he could reach her belly and breasts. “Fuck, you feel so good,” he breathed, the words almost a sigh. Aaron rolled his hips as he cupped her breasts, kissing the back of her shoulder. He kept the thrusts slow and deep, though he could already feel the restlessness inside of him, his body gearing up to really fuck his woman.
"So do you," she murmured. Her eyes were closed and she was more than happy to just shut off her brain and lose herself in how Aaron made her feel. After everything that had happened, Mila hadn't been sure she would ever be able to feel this level of happiness again. But the universe proved her wrong, giving her Aaron, a good job and a real home, and so far, a healthy baby. It would have been so easy to wonder when the other shoe would drop, when someone would yank the rug out from beneath her. But right now, there was no worry or doubt. It was just Aaron, with his lips and hands on her skin, and his cock inside of her, drawing some moans from her lips. Mila's hand slipped back around the nape of his neck, needing to touch him too.
Aaron thought sometimes that being a dumbass was kind of a blessing, because he didn’t worry too much about the future. It would happen however it happened, and he would deal with it somehow, just like the rest of his life. It freed up his mind to fully enjoy the good times, and this was definitely one of those. He felt good and Mila sounded like she felt good too, they were both doing good, and what else really mattered? Her back was arched some so she could reach him behind her, and Aaron wrapped his arms around her hips and chest to give her some support as he rocked against her, slowly building up that heat between them. At times like this he felt like his chest might explode with the pressure of his love for her. He wasn’t sure if Mila quite knew just how intense his feelings were, but he hoped she could sense it somehow, feel it without needing him to put it into words. When they were so close and connected like this, that felt more possible.
Aaron had always been more adept at showing Mila how he felt rather than telling her and that never bothered her. There was something so sweet about the way he held or touched her and she felt more in the way he kissed her than if he just told her he loved her twenty times a day. That was nice too, of course, but Mila definitely preferred this, especially when she was able to shut down everything going on in her head just to lose herself in Aaron. With his arms around her, she was able to move her hips some more, pushing back to meet his thrusts. They were a bit restricted in what they could do, being in the bathtub, but that was more than okay with her. They still felt in sync with one another and she only wished she could kiss him properly. Breathing his name, Mila tried to keep with the slow pace, despite her body wanting more. She didn't want this to end too soon.
He wasn’t in the mood for anything wild and energetic, too relaxed from the bath and full of love and happiness to go very fast or hard. Aaron wanted to make love to her, as much as they could where they were. God, he loved the way she said his name and moved back against him. Aaron rubbed his thumbs against her skin, pressing his forehead against the back of her neck as his rolling hips fell into a rhythm. He wasn’t in any rush himself, wanting to just indulge in all of these good feelings and make Mila feel as good as possible. Still, pleasure was making his breaths thicker and heavier in his lungs and putting that sweet tension deep in his core. After another moment or two, Aaron moved the hand at her hip a bit lower, fingers finding her clit to lightly tease it.
This was exactly what Mila wanted. There was a time and a place for fucking but there was also a time and place for this and it definitely fit her mood. Relaxed, slow, and passionate. It felt like she could do this all day, even when the heat in her core began to intensify. Her hand slid down to cover his again as another, louder moan escaped her. Her clit was already swollen and sensitive and she clenched around his cock, unable to keep her hips from pressing back against him a bit harder. She so desperately wanted this to last, but it felt so damn good.
Not that he would admit it to most other men, but sometimes Aaron preferred this sort of lovemaking to the hard and fast crazy fucking. He enjoyed both, of course, everything depended on mood, but there was something more deeply satisfying about this, to him. It probably had something to do with his issues around intimacy, but Aaron didn’t care to analyze it, he just wanted to enjoy it with his love. He moaned softly near her ear, loving the way she touched his hand. Those tighter squeezes around his cock were delicious, and Aaron felt his balls draw up even tighter as he got closer to the edge. He couldn’t help the way his hips sped up a bit, and he rubbed at Mila’s clit with more purpose, wanting to make sure she got hers before he did.
They had been together long enough now that Aaron knew exactly how and where to touch her. His fingers were moving so deliciously over her that it was easy for Mila to move her own hips to match his rhythm. Once she started climbing the peak, it was impossible for her to stop, or slow down. "Aaron," she breathed, releasing her grip on his hand to grab the side of the tub. And then all she could do was clench her eyes shut and try to muffle the noises she couldn't stop from making. It was exquisite when she finally fell over, pulsating ecstasy flowing through every inch of her body. It was always amazing with Aaron but lately, it had been something she wouldn't have been able to describe even if she was forced to. The love she felt for him had only grown since they moved in together, and then when she got pregnant again and it had made the sex even more intense and fantastic than it usually was.
Aaron could feel Mila’s orgasm coming in the way she tightened around him, and hear it in the way that she was breathing, and it was both delicious and a relief, because he was getting close himself. He loved to make her come so much, he almost enjoyed it more than his own peaks. Aaron got that rush of proud satisfaction in his chest as Mila throbbed around him, followed by an intense love that always took his breath away. He slowed down for just a moment through the strongest squeezes, but kept thrusting deep, then picked his pace back up once it felt right. It didn’t take Aaron more than a couple more minutes to get there, his breath catching and his body shuddering as the wave of his own pleasure crested. He held onto her tighter, hot face pressed into her back as he moaned quietly, his cock pulsing inside of her.