Dulce: 19 – Cuddling

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Ao3: Chapter | Story
Tags: Pregnancy, Fluff
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“Huh? Wha-?”

The world is still blurry as he blindly gropes for the alarm clock that rests at their bedside. It takes pressing the clock practically against his nose as his sleep-weary eyes attempt to make out the time.

“Sweetheart, it’s barely gonna be five…what’s wrong?” he finally asks, on the verge of falling asleep once again.

Sombra’s fingers press into his bicep, dragging herself closer. “Mi amor…” she begins in that sweet voice of hers.

Jesse drops his head back to the pillow with a groan. He already knows what she wants and he really doesn’t want to do it. “Really, darlin’? Can’t it wait ‘til a more godly hour?”

When he doesn’t get an answer, he sighs, slowly shifting so he’s sitting, rubbing at his eyes. He already misses the warmth of the blankets and his lover pressed close to him. “What’dya want?”

“Pan,” she says. “Y uvas, por favor.”

“Anything else?” He stands, grabbing his discarded shirt and slipping it on before looking back at Sombra who sits up against the headboard, rubbing idly at her pregnant belly.

“Un beso?” she asks, flashing a smile at him.

Jesse shakes his head, the irritation he felt just earlier melting away. He crawls back onto the bed, placing the kiss she requested to the tip of her nose, just to tease her. When she whines, he rests his forehead against hers, looking down into her eyes.

“Ya drive me crazy, ya know that?”

“Lo se. Pero a ti te gusta.”

He grumbles, parting with one final kiss. “Ya got me there. I’ll be back soon.”

Lucky that it’s a Saturday morning – he has to drive down to the local farmer’s market seeing as how they begin setting up from an early time. Ever since Sombra’s too-early cravings started, the vendors have been all too used to seeing his face around. They’re nice enough to let him buy even though they’re not officially open yet.

“Ya must really love yer lady to be out in this cold,” one of the farmers comments, handing him the grapes he’s requested.

He shrugs, a small smile tugging at his lips. “Can’t really say ‘no’ to a pregnant woman, can ya?”

They share a laugh before he leaves, picking up Sombra’s bread on the way back from their preferred bakery. When he makes it back, he finds Sombra browsing something via her holographic screens.

Jesse grunts. “Here I am, goin’ out to get ya yer stuff and come back to find ya breakin’ yer promise.” He walks over, bowl of washed grapes in hand and wrapped bread in the other. “Thought we agreed ya’d let up on the use of yer implants til the baby came.”

She rolls her eyes and with a wave of her hand, the screens are gone. “It was just five minutes.” Her sights land on the items in his hands and he almost laughs at how her eyes widen.

Knowing better than to keep her from her food, he passes her the bread and she begins to pick at it, ripping pieces off and popping them into her mouth. The grapes remain forgotten and Jesse knows what he’ll be having for breakfast later. He slips behind Sombra, nudging her hips with his knees to have her move forward. She takes her place in the space between his legs, letting him rest against her back. He nearly drifts back to sleep, until he feels something prod at his lips. Opening his eyes, he sees Sombra’s fingers pushing a grape against his mouth.

“I asked for them because I know they’re your favorite,” she says.

It’s a sweet thought and Jesse can’t help but laugh quietly. “Bein’ handfed grapes by a beautiful woman. What a mornin’.”

“Just eat it, vaquero.”

He does, purposefully letting the tips of her fingers slip into his mouth and causing her to squeal in both disgust and amusement. His arms wrap around her, hands resting over her belly as she slowly feeds him. Slowly, the grapes vanish and they sit together, his head resting on top of hers. His arms squeeze her frame every so often, his hands rub at the movement he feels under the taut skin of her belly and her hands lay gently over his. When the rays of the rising sun peek their way into their room, stretching over the floor and their bed, the light finds them huddled close together, sleeping once again.