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A little bit o’ Sexual Healing~

((Licc licc the dicc dicc. That BJ picture Fonty did would be very fitting right about now, LOL. ;D and some cute stuff afterwards, and pregnancy things. hUEHUEHUE. This is sort of our ‘were sorry’ for ruining y’all’s hearts. <:

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Hamish seemed to spend most of his evenings now out tinkering on the car. He’d get up, do daily farm work, take time off for lunch and dinner, and then he’d be out of the house and at the truck until damn near midnight, out trying to make sure the truck had absolutely nothing wrong with it.

Skylar was pretty sure he’d fixed and replaced pretty much every part under the hood, and had taken apart the engine block once to replace… Whatever the hell was inside of it. She didn’t know car parts- cars was her mother’s forte, not hers.

Even during the day, she’d see him cast looks at the old as hell truck, and he’d frown, and seem contemplative. He was tense, even days after the nightmare that had him in a panic- a panic that seemed to make him even more flighty about any braxton hicks or any discomforts she seemed to be having. She understood his fears- watching her die in his dream couldn’t have been easy for him to witness.

Still, seeing him so tense, even days after, tugged at Skylar’s soul in hard ways. She didn’t like seeing him so terrified of things that could happen, but weren’t likely to. So… she took matters into her own hands.

She made her way out to the barn while he was supposed to be out mucking stalls. Skylar knew he usually took a break about now- she’d bring him something to drink, make sure he sat down for a moment on some hay bales and caught his breath. And… Well, she’d give him something to relax with.

Skylar carried a glass of iced tea in hand, and eased into the barn, rapping her knuckles lightly on the wooden frame to let him know she was around. Not that her waddling gait wouldn’t let him know- she wasn’t exactly quiet anymore. “Haz? Sweetheart, I brought ya some tea. ‘S time for ya t’ take a breather.”

Hamish stood up, placing his hands on his lower back and leaning backwards slightly, earning him a satisfying popping sound. He wiped his arm over his forehead and leaned the rake he was using against the stall wall. He stepped out and took the tea from Skylar before lifting the glass to his lips and chugging back most of it. He licked his teeth, and then wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "Mm, thanks."

Skylar gave him a little smile, and slid her fingers gently into his belt loops. She couldn't press flush to him anymore- hadn't been able to for months- but that didn't mean she couldn't lean into him a little bit. He was a bit sweaty and smelled of barn, but that was practically the smell of home to her. "No problem, sweetheart." Her thumbs rub lightly over his lower belly, and she glances up at him from under her lashes, eyes half lidded at him. Sky blue eyes are warm as they peer at him. "Why don't ya go sit down and catch ya breath a bit, love? Ya been working real hard lately."

Hamish looked down at her and smiled, raising a brow. God she was beautiful, and the swell of her belly against his made her even more so. He humored her, however, as he could have easily gone back to work. He strolled over to a pile of hay bales he had stacked and sat down, finishing off the tea.

Instead of going inside like usual, Skylar followed him over. She eased down onto the hay pile with him first- it was easier to move from a seated position to a kneeling one than just straight to a kneeling one- and pressed a kiss into his neck. Her teeth were gentle as they nibbled and nipped, leaving tiny raised marks as they worked their way down to the ectoflesh hidden just under his collar. Her hand settled on his thigh, and she rubbed it gently, a soft sound rolling up her mouth. "You're so tense, Haz. Ya have been for a while now. However," she purrs, and dances her fingers up playfully towards the crotch of his jeans. "I have a lil' idea about how t' help ya relax." Her fingers cupped him gently through his jeans.

Hamish let out a soft sigh and slouched slightly, he turned his head and caught Skylar’s mouth in a kiss. He cupped the back of her skull.

She kissed him gently in return, leaning her mouth into his and gently nibbling his lips. She rubbed his dick gently through his pants, and then slid her fingers up to his button and zipper, fiddling with it to get it carefully undone.

He hummed. He liked this. There was no risk of being caught by anything more than peeping animals; this wasn't really exotic by any means, but being out in the barn was exciting and got him going. His dick was hardening under the touch of Skylar’s hand.

Once she got his pants undone, she wiggled her hands into his boxers and slid his hardening form into her hand. She palmed him gently, rubbing and massaging his length gently, before sliding her fingers down to cup his balls. She rubbed them gently, stroking the skin that connected them to his dick. She shifted in her seat, and then carefully pulled her mouth from his. She eased down onto her knees between his legs, and then gave him a slow grin. "Mind liftin' ya hips a bit, sweetheart? Pants are kinda in th' way." Skylar tugs on them for emphasis. She could work with boxers, but zippers only stretched so far, and she had intentions of paying attention to the insides of his thighs.

Hamish had a small glass of worry when she started moving down to her knees, he didn't want her to hurt herself. She seemed okay and comfortable enough down there, he lifted his hips and helped her slide them down.

She was probably a little bit big to be doing this, in all honesty, but that wasn't going to stop her. She slid his pants down to his knees and then his ankles so she could settle between his legs, leaving him in his boxers, and then she settled comfortably into place. She rubbed his dick again- and then let him go. Instead, her mouth turned to his thighs, and she began to kiss and nip gently up the inside, ever so careful of her teeth. She nibbled and licked, peppering soft kisses slowly, teasingly upwards.

All the while she kept eye contact with him, and rubbed the tops of his thighs with her hands. He was handsome and amazing- and she wanted him to feel good.

Her mouth as it neared his dick slid down, and she kissed the base of his shaft, before licking a slow trail up the side and to the top, working him up slowly until he was fully erect.

Hamish's soul pounded in his chest as he watched her, it wasn't very often that Skylar did this due to her teeth, so when she did Hamish soaked it up, the feeling, the way she looked. She was amazing.

She gently scraped her teeth over the skin along his head, before swirling her tongue over the places she had scraped. She worked her way back down his shaft as he hardened before her eyes, until all seven and a half inches of him stood at attention for her. Her tongue slid over her lips, and she gave him a soft, pleased look. "I love ya." She says gently, and takes him in hand. "Remember," she purrs, "If you need something t' hold on t', my horns are there for grabbing." Her saliva makes him slick, and her mouth can work at his tip while her hand works his shaft.

Her free hand teases his balls, stroking them and cupping their weight gently in her hand as she works his shaft. She gently teases his tip past her teeth, stiffening her jaw so she can't bite down, and lathes her tongue along his length as far as she can without risking harming him. She is always so careful with him. Always.

Hamish let out a breath, leaning back slightly to watch her, he reached down and ran his fingers lightly over her horns. He wanted so bad to thrust into her thrust, but firstly he didn't want to hurt her, secondly she would probably scold him for being risky around her teeth.

Skylar takes a moment to relax her throat, and then carefully begins to bob downward on his length. The sharp edges of her teeth brushed over the girth of his cock, even as she stretches her mouth as wide as it can go. It's a gentle reminder that thrusting into her mouth would be a very bad idea- and would likely result in scars for him. Her elbows come to rest on the tops of his thighs, keeping his hips firmly in place to keep instinctive thrusts from happening. Skylar hums gently around him, swallowing gently around what she has in her throat, and then lifts her head up, letting her teeth scrape gently along the bottom of his shaft. Her palm massages the base of his shaft, stroking upwards with slow but firm motions.

Hamish bit his tongue between his teeth, his fingers curling around her horns. He rubbed his thumb against the ribbed texture of her horn. "Mmn, Sky." He breathed out a moan.

She rumbled around his girth, eyes briefly flicking closed as he rubbed her horns with his thumb. She sucked gently, working him over from the base to his tip- and then fondling his stones with loving care. She took a breath in through her nose, and took him a little bit deeper into her throat, swallowing around his tip. Her jaw ached a bit. He was not a small man. But she enjoyed making him feel good.

Skylar set a slow but steady pace, bobbing and swallowing when she had him as deep as she could take him without hurting him with her teeth. She let soft rumbles roll up her throat, and vibrate into his cock as she worked him with her mouth.

He let out a soft grunt, trying to push his hips up but Skylar had him pinned. He groaned and flopped his head back against the hay. "Fffuuh-"

Teasingly, Skylar lifted her head all the way off, and let him pop free from her mouth. She kissed down his shaft, and worked his member a little bit firmer with her hand, from base to tip, as she kissed and nipped as his inner thighs again, leaving teeny, tiny marks that marked him as hers. "I love when ya cut loose like this," she purrs, "seein' ya tryin' ta buck into me but ya can't..." Her lips trail searing kisses back towards his throbbing member, and Skylar took him back into her mouth again. She bobs, and takes him deep, swallowing around him.

He groaned and gripped her horns again trying to pull her down onto him slightly. "Gettin close." He wheezed out. With Skylar so heavily pregnant and uncomfortable, and Hamish working non-stop around the farm, they hadn't had much 'mommy and daddy' time recently and Hamish was admittedly quite pent up.

She smiled around him, and swallowed again, bobbing just a little deeper. She didn't let him tug her too far down, as the pickle of her teeth wouldn't be pleasant if he shoved too deep. Her hand fisted where her mouth couldn't cover though, and she used her saliva to stroke him firmly, working from his base and along his balls. She could feel them tightening, signaling him getting close to his release.

Skylar rumbled around him again, vibrating her throat and tongue against his cock and urging him closer. She was ready, and suckled at him gently.

She hadn't really been taking as good care of him as she should be. It was time to remedy this, she mused, and scraped her teeth gently up his shaft.

His breath hitched and his eyes flicked down, making sure to watch her as he came and rode out the feeling. The release felt amazing as it washed over him.

She swallowed his release as it reached her mouth, draining him dry as he spent himself in her mouth. She shifted her hands and rubbed his hips through his boxers as he came down, cock still twitching in her mouth. When he put out no more, she let him slip from her mouth, and cleaned him tenderly with her tongue, before resting her arms across his lap and peering up at him with a knowing smile. "There." She purrs, and gingerly wipes her mouth to remove any saliva clinging to it. "Ya look much more relaxed now, sweetheart."

His mouth curled up into a wide smile. "How could I not be after that?" He leaned down and pressed his lips against hers, tasting himself mingled with the taste of his soon to be wife. He moved his mouth against hers, holding her close.

She leaned into him as best she could with her belly in the way to meet his kiss and snuggle close to him. She gently tucked him back in his boxers to let him soften up there, and grinned up at him easily as they broke for air. "I dunno. Heh. I'm glad I could help though." She smiles. Her back was starting to cramp, however, from being hunched over like she was, and trying to straighten it wasn't helping. "I'm sorry I haven't been tending to ya better. I might be achy, but sex tends to help with those, an' there's other things to do besides it if we ain't up to it." She peers up at him with a bashful smile.

The smile doesn't even fade when her back tightens into a Charlie-horse, though she does make an attempt to knead a hand into her back.

Hamish smiled down at her. He chuckled and shuffled off the hay, pulling his pants up before going to squat behind her. He pressed his hands against her back and kneaded his fingers along her spine.

She shifted to brace her arms on the hay bale in his absence, and hummed as his fingers kneaded into her spine. A soft slightly pained sound left her, before she sighed and relaxed a bit. "Mmm... My back cramps up often anymore." She says. "That feels... Mm... Thank you." That was as close to a face down massage as she could get now, and damn... That felt great. Not even the Braxton Hicks could make it less amazing.

He chuckled and rubbed his palms across her back. "I'd be a terrible husband if I left my pregnant wife sore after she had made me feel so good."

That made her blush brightly, and she tilted her head back over her shoulder to look at him. She quirked a gentle smile as he massaged her, and sighed blissfully. He was so cute- and he was the sweetest man she had ever met. How she was so lucky to find him, she never knew. She was glad she'd went out on a limb to help him that day though or they'd have never gotten to where they were. "You could never be a terrible husband, sweetheart." She purrs. "I'm so excited for the wedding... We'll have Bella in our arms, and then we'll be getting married. It's going to be perfect."

Hamish kissed the back of her neck. "I hope so." He sighed out, running his hands down towards her middle.

Her middle was tight at first, the tail end of her Braxton Hicks, but ebbed off and began to soften as his hand ran over it. Bella kicked unhappily. "Hamish, sweetheart, ya nightmare ain't gonna happen. I'm gonna be okay. Ya been obsessing over th' truck, an' I'm pretty sure that's the best it's ever ran since I've known ya. We're gonna be okay, love." He was such a worrier- but so was she.

He let his forehead rest against her back. "I know Sky, I'm sorry. I just..." he rubbed his face against her back and slacked his arms around her belly, cuddling her from behind. "Maybe we'll get lucky, and she'll pop right out on her due date... then I won't have'ta worry."

She couldn't hug him like she wanted to, but his weight over her back was comforting and intimate in an entirely delightful way. She dropped one hand to lace it with his around her belly, and rubbed her fingers over his as Bella kicked at his hands and thrashed him something good. And her too, technically. "Babies hardly ever come on their due date. She's probably gonna come a couple days before or a couple days after." She rubs his hand gently. "But she could be any time between now and then. I feel like if I get any bigger I'm gonna explode, so there's also that. She's gonna be huge." She enjoyed having his head nuzzled between her shoulder blades. "Ya gonna worry until she's in ya arms. And then ya gonna worry for entirely different reasons. But that's okay. I'm gonna worry too."

He was quiet, listening to sky's voice, then he laughed and his hold around her tightened slightly. "There's a lot of dangers in the world that could hurt our little girl. Snakes, spiders, the tools in the barn, the river…" he paused. "Cowboys."

"Ah, ease up a lil' bit on th' squeezing, Haz, unless ya wanna squeeze her right out o' me." Pressure on her belly wasn't comfortable- there wasn't space enough inside of it as it was, let alone for there to be much outside pressure. She did laugh however at his last paused word, and rubbed her belly gently. "Cowboys indeed. Eventually she's gonna find a nice fella t' settle down with, and give us grandbabies."

He loosened his hold on her he made a soft grumbling sound. "He better be a nice fella."

"If he can look past th' horns she's gonna get from me, I'm sure he's gonna be a winner. You got past my horns, and my nasty scar." She laughs gently at his grumpy sounds and shifts under him. "Think we can shift this position a lil' more upright? Bein' down like this is more what gives me cramps. I don't mind reclining against ya on the hay." Basically the same position, just slightly more support for her poor over stressed back.

He practically jumped up and offered her his hand for help, he eased her back up to her feet and onto the bales of hay, he plopped down next to her and rested against her slightly. "After Bella… I won't be as stressed anymore… I'll know how this all works. She's just… this is real special something I was starting to think I'd never get. I just don't want anything to go wrong."

Skylar shifted to cuddle into him once she was eased down onto the hay. Her back thanked her, and the angle let her recline just a bit against Hamish's chest. "The first baby is always special." She smiled. "But sweetheart, ya gonna stress probably over all of our babies. Ya gonna worry, just cause you're a worrywart." She nestles her head back against his shoulder, and guided his hand back to her belly. "But that's okay. I love ya anyways. Heh..." She smiles just faintly. "I wasn't sure I was ever gonna meet the right guy. We both found the right person." She kisses his chin gently. It didn't matter to her that there was a fifteen-year age gap. He was hers- and she was his.

Hamish snorted. He liked to think after Bella he was going to be a pro at baby making and baby having. The baby making part maybe, but Skylar was right- he was going to stress about every baby they had no matter how many times they did it.

She reached up and gently tugged on his beard with a lopsided grin. "So... After Bella, you think we'll have another girl?" She grins lightly. He'd broached the subject of other kids. Might as well continue it.

Hamish laughed. "Imagine that, a small army of mini, Skylars." He hummed in thought. "Another girl would be nice."

"Imagine all the boys you'd be worrying over," she barks a dry laugh. "I'd kinda like a little boy. A little Hamish." She tickles his chin. "Raise him into a right gentleman just like his daddy. Maybe he'd have my horns. Hm..." Her eyes suddenly flicked up to him, and she gave him a curiously contemplative look. "I wonder what you'd look like with horns...”

Hamish grumbled again, but it was in good nature. He wanted to protect his daughters but the last thing he wanted to be was a dad that controlled his girls and made them feel like they couldn't go out and have a chance, he didn't want some smelly young boy to hurt his baby girls but experience was the best way for them to learn. Hamish chuckled and pointed his fingers out bringing them out to his head as mock horns. "What do you think?"

The good natured grumbles made her laugh- and him bringing his fingers out in mock horns made her laugh even harder. "S-s-so handsome! I love it!" She laughed, a happy blush flitting across her face.

Her laughter broke off though as she paused and patted her thighs. "Aww dammit, not again..." She flushed with an embarrassed glow and crossed her legs as best she could.

Hamish sat up. "What? What's wrong?" He asked, glancing over her quickly.

She flushed brighter and grunted as him sitting up forced her upright fully as well. "Ah... well... Leaky breasts aren't th' only thing pregnancy has given me. Any time I sneeze or laugh too hard... Well... Bella's kinda squishing my bladder. So nothing's wrong. Just... Embarrassing."

Hamish bit his lip, he let out a good natured chuckle. "Are you finished? I'll help you inside… or just… outside. Don't think they horses would appreciate you peein' in their hay."

"It was a leak." She rolls her eyes in good humor. "Not a full on pee. I'd have flailed upright if it was that. Just kinda... Well, my pants are damp, so I need t' go change them, an' actually finish emptying my bladder before it is a full on pee. But I didn't pee in th' hay. So... Help me up please?"

Hamish laughed and pushed himself up holding his hands out to Skylar and pulling her up to her feet. He walked with her back up to the house.

Skylar waddled with him with a sigh, and stripped off her pants once they got to the front porch. She balled them, and her panties up, and then sauntered into the house. "Having full control o' my bladder is definitely something I'm looking forward t' having again. Ya mind grabbing me some pants and panties please, Haz?" She hums as she makes a beeline for the bathroom after tossing the messed pants into the dirty laundry. She'd put a load on later.

She was quick to relieve herself and give herself a quick wash up, before scooting out into the hall again. She paused, and put a hand on her belly with a sound of surprise and mild discomfort. The peak of her belly shifted and gave- and suddenly there was a whole lot more weight in her pelvis than before. "Oh!" That would be Bella dropping. Wow. Dropping was an accurate description, Skylar mused.

Hamish walked out into the lounge twirling a g-string around his finger. "I was thinking this one?" He said catching it and holding it up for Skylar to see, He was being silly again and had brought out a pair of normal underwear incase she didn't like his joke.

Skylar took a moment to look at him, and looked probably like a deer in the headlights, until she noticed and registered what he had trailing from his fingers. It made her quirk a grin, as she did appreciate his humor, and she straightened, taking a deeper breath than she had been able to in months. Holy shit, the parenting websites had not lied about that. "A g-string? Well, I suppose I don't mind wearing that one. Ya didn't happen to grab the socks that go with that particular pair, did youuuu- oh that's not fun." A few steps of walking produced a whole new sensation- and a whole new waddle from her much lower belly. A bowling ball in her pelvis was the most apt description- and Skylar was pretty certain she had just made a very unpleasant face as she rubbed her middle and came to a stop in the middle of the lounge room.

Hamish's face turned from smart-ass to concerned in an instant. "Woah… your whole stomach looks like… like it got lower. It wasn't like that earlier was it?" He asked, putting the pants in his hands over the couch. He stepped around Skylar to get a better look at her.

"It did get lower. And, ah, no. Bella just dropped. Like... As I was walking out o' the bathroom." Her belly was still big as hell- but it was now lower, like Bella had rolled down in her belly. Skylar stood still while he went to check her out no doubt from the side- which made the drop even more obvious. She makes a face again and shifts her pelvis. "Her head 's in my pelvis. It's... Real awkward."

He blinked. "Does that mean she's going to come out?" He asked, his eyes wide at how low her belly looked down.

"Ah... Well..." She pursed her lips and hummed. "All th' websites I've looked at haven't really given me a specific time for birth from th' time o' dropping... All o' them say it can be a few hours, or a few weeks." She plants her hands in her lower back, and cranes herself back some. "So... Maybe? I mean... I don't feel anything off, other than her little head in my pelvis. It kinda hurts, but it's just cause this is new. Ah... Panties."

Her waddle from before has turned into something akin to a penguin waddle, and she makes a displeased face the whole way to the couch as she goes to hijack the normal non g-string panties he'd brought out. She was already uncomfortable enough- she didn't need butt-floss making it worse. She takes her time getting into her clothes, and rubs her middle with a low frown.

He frowned hard. "Maybe you should lay down...I could make up a heat pack for your back." He offered. Mucking the stalls could wait, he had been almost done when Skylar had come out.

"I think I will." She might not have been tired, but that didn't mean that she wasn't able to lay down regardless. The fact that she didn't fuss over the idea- which was a norm for her a lot now- spoke volumes. "I'd love a heat pack, please. An' you too, 'f ya don't mind sticking close for a lil' bit. I know you were doin' stalls n' stuff." She makes her way to the bedroom. Any more, and the bed was more comfortable than the couch. Particularly when her back was super sore. She eased down onto the bed, and then carefully settled on her side.

A spare pillow was tucked between her thighs when laying without it proved uncomfortable with the new shape settled in her pelvic girdle. Well.. so much for relaxing her fiancé. Skylar had him relaxed- and then her body had to go and do something that had him all tensed up again no doubt.

Hamish fetched a heat pack and threw it into the microwave, letting it heat up. He walked to the bedroom and leaned over and pressed loving, playful kisses against Skylar's cheeks. "I'd offer to help you relax too… But I'd assume you're too sore, and I think that… the hitting the baby with your dick stereotype might actually be possible and... I don't want to put my daughter through that." He said, hoping it would make Skylar smile.

It made her smile and laugh, and tuck her face lightly into the pillow to stifle a snort that wanted to escape. "Oh golly. Haz, she ain't in my lady bits. She's still up behind my cervix, which is where 't was before. She's just... Up against it, I guess. Ya wouldn't poke her." She laughed. She leaned up to kiss him gently and smiled softly. "M' sorry you're all worried again. I had ya all relaxed n' stuff, and... Well, now ya ain't."

He shook his head. "Nah, I feel much better, you really helped." He said, grinning widely glad that she was laughing. He heard the microwave beeping, he kissed Skylar again and padded back to the kitchen, pulling the warm bean bad from the microwave, he walked back to Skylar and sat down on the bed with her, pressing the pack against her spine.

It was good to see him grinning. She liked it when he was happy and relaxed, verses tense and upset. She watched him go and return, and let out a pleased groan as the hot bean bag was pressed against her spine. The heat seeped against sore muscles and bones, and she closed her eyes, a soft, shaky exhale pulling from her. "Mmm... I'm glad ya feeling better. Mm... That feels really, really good." Bella kicked in happiness at having Hamish so close, and Skylar rubbed gently over where she was wiggling. "How are you holding up right now?" She asks gently, hoping he wasn't too stressed over their daughter dropping so soon.

He rubbed Skylar's stomach. "I'm kinda excited actually… If she's dropped and that means she's getting ready.." He smiled "I can't wait to meet my baby girl." He cooed.

Skylar chuckles. "I can't wait t' meet her either. She's going t' be perfect." She closes her eyes with a soft sound, and simply let's him rub her belly. It feels good and very relaxing. Skylar doesn't even need to glance up at him as a slow smile crawls up her face. "Ya gonna be even more of a mother hen with me now, ain't ya?" She ribs him good naturedly.

He didn't give her a verbal response… he simply closed his eyes as he cuddled up to her, his hand smoothed over Skylar's belly, feeling for his daughters movements.

With her head pressed down into Skylar's belly, Bella's feet were free to beat at her mother's ribs, and kick at her father's wandering hands. And kick and beat at them she did. She was not a fan of this new position and was letting them both know.

Skylar just grinned. "That's answer enough for me." She chuckled. She sighed and relaxed back into him with a pleased sound, the hot pack draped over her helping her muscles loosen up and relax. She didn't even mind the beating their first little one was giving her.

Hamish smiled feeling Bella. "She's a grumpy little thing isn't she." He poked his finger against the foot that pressed out against Skylar's skin.

"Oh yeah. She hasn't kicked up this much o' a fuss in a long while... since the time ya had t' use the power tools in th' house, I think." Skylar laughed, and grunted as Bella pushed out more firmly. The clear outline of her foot was visible. Skylar stared a little bit. "Yup. Gonna have your big ol' feet, this one is."

Hamish smiled. "Hey you… little missy, you gotta stop kickin’ your Mama. It's rude." He scolded at the feet outlines. "I know you can hear me, Bella Parker."

The little foot moved further along Skylar's belly, and then was replaced by an outline of Bella's backside as Bella flipped over and showed her bum to her father.

Skylar choked on a laugh and hid her face in the pillow. "Pretty sure that's baby speak for 'kiss my ass, daddy.'" She teases. Probably complete coincidence, but too cute to turn down using. "She's gonna kick Mama ‘cause that's all she can do in there. She ain't got books or toys yet."

Hamish laughed and lent down to press a loud kiss against Skylar's middle. "You cheeky girl, Daddy loves you."

Skylar smiled and rubbed a hand over his skull. A warm feeling flooded her soul, and she couldn't stop the warm, loving rumble that bubbled up through her chest. It didn't even fade when Bella startled and tucked down into her belly, apparently spooked by the noise her mother made. Skylar simply smiles. "You're gonna be 'n amazing Daddy."

"I hope so." He said, tipping his head with an amused smile when their daughter tucked away and hid from them. He laughed through his nose. "Isn't it so cool… to just, see her…? I know I say it a lot… but she's alive and moving in there… and you can hold her inside you… It's incredible, Skylar."

"It is pretty incredible." The noise faded off, and slowly, Bella came back out of hiding. Skylar gently rubbed her little back when it passed under her hand. "It's pretty cool though that we made her together. She's... She's equal parts o' you an' me, Haz. An' that's pretty amazing t' me." She smiles at him warmly. "You've been amazing through all o' my pregnancy, Haz, an' I want ya t' know that. I dunno where I'd be without ya right now."

Hamish smiled and let out another laugh. "You'd be… not pregnant, probably herding cattle to town with your brothers… and literally butting heads with Adam over where a good place to stop for the night would be." He said simply.

She snorts. "Oh golly, you're probably right. That's about what life was like for... Well, all o' my life before." She shifts and rolls over just a hair so she can look at him a little better. "I'm glad I made th' ride out here. Two weeks ride was long... But hell, it was worth it. I didn't know I'd be landing th' love o' my life at th' time, but hey. More ya know, yeah?" She gives him a sappy smile, and massages her middle as it twitched and hardened in a mild Braxton Hicks. Pesky and utterly random they seemed to be for her. At least one a day, but she could go hours between them, or have several in a couple minutes, and then none for ages. Pregnancy was weird, she decided. Skylar gives Hamish a wide smile. "I love you, Hamish Parker."

"When we met.. I thought you looked so young and beautiful… and that you'd just see me as some old farmer. That… when after we…" He brushed his fingers lightly over Skylar's belly. "After we had sex that night… You'd be ready to pack up and leave the next day, and I'd never see you again." His brows pushed together and he leaned forward, pushing his forehead against Skylar's horns gently, pressing against them almost like he had his own set of horns.

She was gentle as she pressed back against him, taking and giving comfort just as it was needed. She gives him a gentle smile. "Well, ya found out pretty quick that I was here t' stay, yeah? I would have, even without Bella makin' her way into th' world. I genuinely liked ya, and... Well, I couldn't find any flaws in ya. Ya still got none." Her scar brushes lightly against his forehead, the rough texture standing out against the rest of her smooth bone and horns. "Ya rode in on your steed and stole my heart in one fell swoop, sweetheart. Where was I gonna go but t' follow it?"

Skylar takes a moment to press his fingers to her belly instead of having him ghost them over in s feather light touch, and urges him to rub firmly as the hardened flesh softens again. "Rubbin' makes it ache a lil' less." She hums gently.

Hamish could have fallen asleep where he was, cuddled against his wife to be, his hand rubbing pressure against her hardened flesh that homed their daughter. He was still worried about a lot of things, but at the same time, he was completely relaxed now.

Getting him relaxed had been her entire goal. Feeling every small bit of tension draining from his frame was a small bit of success for her, and she was that much more pleased. She settled a hand on his skull, and rubbed soothing circles as they took some time and relaxed together as a family.

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