Ooh, nevermind, I am taking those kisses back. You taste like morning breath anyway. [ Still, she's grinning, and Stiles shifts away from the little peck after a second, glancing over at the window. It's bright as hell outside, and clearly her body's decided it'd be a great time to sleep until noon--maybe they'll just get lucky and the baby will be more like Derek and less like Stiles, which means much, much quieter.
Stiles doubts that. She really does. Poor kid.
Wrinkling her nose, she glances at Derek before dropping back against the pillows with a soft thump. ] Fine, I guess. Everything that usually hurts hurts but what else is new. [ A hand absently comes down to rest on the curve of her stomach, and she scoots out of the way, making enough room for Derek if he wants to come back. ]
I'm sure I do. [ Except where he doesn't. But Derek laughs softly at her as she shifts back, watching her rather than looking anywhere else. It's not exactly new-- he's always kept his focus on Stiles, almost like it's drawn to her-- but it's decidedly softer these days, and honestly sometimes he's a little in awe of... well, everything that comes with her.
As she settles again, he quirks a wider smile down at her before he moves to her again, immediately drawn much like his focus often is. He finds just the right spot where they fit together, laying on his side and tucking the lower half of his face against her shoulder as he brings a hand up to settle over hers.
Though black fills his veins after a moment, it doesn't take the visual indicator to give away the fact he's at it again. ]
I would've stayed in bed the whole time like you so decreed I do on Sundays, but you were out cold so.
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Stiles doubts that. She really does. Poor kid.
Wrinkling her nose, she glances at Derek before dropping back against the pillows with a soft thump. ] Fine, I guess. Everything that usually hurts hurts but what else is new. [ A hand absently comes down to rest on the curve of her stomach, and she scoots out of the way, making enough room for Derek if he wants to come back. ]
Enjoy your manly man workout?
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As she settles again, he quirks a wider smile down at her before he moves to her again, immediately drawn much like his focus often is. He finds just the right spot where they fit together, laying on his side and tucking the lower half of his face against her shoulder as he brings a hand up to settle over hers.
Though black fills his veins after a moment, it doesn't take the visual indicator to give away the fact he's at it again. ]
I would've stayed in bed the whole time like you so decreed I do on Sundays, but you were out cold so.