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Naikele: ::rests her head on his shoulder::
Galdor: *strokes her hair gently and cuddles* How is the baby?
Naikele: I dunno. I'm sorta tired.
Galdor: Well, you should be resting, my dear. *picks her up and takes her to her bed, setting her down gently*
Naikele: Mmm. ::doesn't let go of his hand::
Galdor: *sits next to her and kisses the back of her hand* Can I get anything for you?
Naikele: I'm okay. Right?
Galdor: *snuggles* You tell me. *smiles gently*
Naikele: I guess so. A little achy, but okay.
Galdor: Where are you achy?
Naikele: My back and at the bottom of my stomach.
Galdor: Well, why don't you lie down, and I'll try to relieve some of that...
Naikele: 'kay. ::follows his instructions::
Galdor: *he massages the bottom of her belly gently, trying to focus more on the massaging and less on how beautiful she looks, and the baby in her belly*
Naikele: ::sighs in contentment:: I dunno why it aches.
Galdor: You're carrying more weight than you're used to. *continues massaging*
Naikele: But you said I wasn't fat.
Galdor: You're not fat. *smiles* You're pregnant. It's different.
Naikele: Mmph. ::places her hands on her belly and considers this::
Galdor: *smiles warmly at her and presses his hands gently to her stomach*
Naikele: Oooh.
Galdor: What is it?
Naikele: That just feels really nice.
Galdor: Then I shall keep my hands here. *leans across her legs and keeps his hands at her stomach*
Naikele: Mmmmmm. ::happy::
Galdor: *scoots forward slightly and rests his cheek above his hands*
Naikele: ::shivers:: Wow.
Galdor: Hmm? *looks up at her*
Naikele: It's just . . . that's weird.
Galdor: How so?
Naikele: It feels . . . nice, I guess. I'm just not used to it.
Galdor: We'll have to get you used to being pampered and cared for, then. *nuzzles her belly gently and hugs her waist*
Naikele: ::giggles:: You're a funny man, mister Galdor.
Galdor: Am I? *smiles and squeezes her gently* Do you want to sit up so I can rub your back?
Naikele: You really want to do that?
Galdor: *nods and smiles* I do.
Naikele: Okay. ::oomphs and tries to sit up::
Galdor: *helps her up and sits behind her, then massages her lower back*
Naikele: ::blushes and cradles her belly in her hands:: Sorry. I forgot about that part.
Galdor: It's all right, my dear. *kisses her shoulder and rubs her back in wide circles*
Naikele: Mmmmm . . . ::arches her back, drowsy with pleasure::
Galdor: *rests his forehead on her shoulder, eyes closed, and tries to keep his thoughts coherent, focusing on the tenseness in her muscles*
Naikele: ::wriggles to get more comfortable::
Galdor: *groans lightly and shifts closer to her*
Naikele: ::pops her eyes open:: Did I hurt you? Ohmigosh.
Galdor: No, you didn't. I'm fine. *wraps his arms around her waist and holds her close*
Naikele: Oh. ::puzzled:: So why did you sound like I did?
Galdor: *chuckles softly* Different sort of feeling. *nuzzles her hair*
Naikele: Bad?
Galdor: Quite the opposite, actually.
Naikele: ::confused:: So what was it?
Galdor: *cough* Something unfit to say around a lady. *hugs her gently*
Naikele: Whoever said I was a lady? I'm just Naike.
Galdor: Mmm. *shifts his hands around her and accidentally brushes against a breast* o.o *feels his body's response to that, as can she, if she presses a bit more against him*
Naikele: ::frowns:: Tell me?
Galdor: *clears his throat* It really is rather inappropriate, Naike... *focuses on calming himself down*
Naikele: ::pouts and leans back against him::
Galdor: *bites his lip and keeps focusing*
Naikele: ::blinks:: o.O What's that?
Galdor: *clears his throat* The um... reason I made that sound earlier. >.<
Naikele: ::raises an eyebrow:: Because of the thing on the floor?
Galdor: *would facepalm if his hands were free* No, uh... >.< That's... *cough* myarousal.
Naikele: Marsupial? What's that?
Galdor: It's what happens to a man when he is attracted to someone.
Naikele: A marsupial? Oh. So what is it, exactly? Just a noise?
Galdor: Oh Eru. No, Naike, an arousal is uh... whatyoufeelbehindyou. >.<
Naikele: I don't feel anything.
Galdor: Felt. My gods. >.< *flushed, hides his face*
Naikele: But I didn't feel anything, either.
Galdor: *muffled in her hair* Never mind. I'll explain it another time. >.<
Naikele: ::intrigued, she moves her hands behind her back and starts feeling around, hoping to find the marsupial::
Galdor: *feels himself harden and tenses, trying not to move too much* o.o
Naikele: ::sighs and finally turns around:: Is it back again?
Galdor: >.< *nods slightly* It's not an animal, if that's what you're thinking.
Naikele: Oh. ::finally, her hand brushes against it, and she pulls it back like she's been burned:: O.O
Galdor: >.< I'msorry.
Naikele: You didn't tell me you'd been hurt!
Galdor: I'm not hurt!
Naikele: You are too! There's swelling!
Galdor: Yes, Naike. >.< That's the ahem. arousal.
Naikele: So when you saw me you got hurt? o.o Oh no.
Galdor: No, not hurt. I was attracted to you.
Naikele: I'm afraid I don't get it.
Galdor: .....>.< *pats her cheek gently* I'm not very good at explaining it.
Naikele: ::frowns:: Can I see? Maybe I can help make it better.
Galdor: *coughs* No, my dear, I'll be fine, thank you.
Naikele: ::looks very worried about him::
Galdor: *kisses her forehead* If you'll excuse me for a moment...
Naikele: ::bites her lip and nods::
Galdor: Thank you. *hurries off, returning a bit later* Sorry about that. >.<
Naikele: ::hugs her stomach and nods::
Galdor: Are you all right?
Naikele: ::nods again::
Galdor: What's wrong, Naike?
Naikele: ::quietly:: It's nothing.
Galdor: *sits next to her, gently* You can tell me.
Naikele: Just . . . if I can't even take care of you, how can I take care of a baby?
Galdor: Oh. You will, my dear. You just need to learn a few things. *pats her hand*
Naikele: ::sniffles and nods::
Galdor: *wraps an arm around her shoulders* Don't cry, love. I promise, you'll learn what to do.
Naikele: ::smally:: What if I don't? I'm all the baby has.
Galdor: You will. And you have help if you need it.
Naikele: Hmmph. ::stands up and pulls her dress tight around her::
Galdor: *admires her for a moment* What's wrong?
Naikele: Nothing. I just wanted to see if I was any fatter.
Galdor: *stands and wraps his arms around her* I still think you're beautiful.
Naikele: Can I have that pillow, please?
Galdor: *nods and gives it to her*
Naikele: ::happily stuffs it under her dress and fluffs it into shape::
Galdor: *smiles softly* Quite the image of beauty.
Naikele: It's a pillow.
Galdor: I know. I was talking about you.
Naikele: . . . ::turns back to him and hugs him, the pillow smushing between them::
Galdor: *hugs back, holding her close to him*
Naikele: ::rests her head on his chest::
Galdor: *kisses the top of her head, then, hesitantly, lifts her chin and kisses her softly*
Naikele: ::is obviously a novice at this sort of thing, but kisses him back clumsily::
Galdor: *pulls away gently, but continues to hold her close, looking in her eyes*
Naikele: ::blinks and sneezes::
Galdor: *laughs and hugs her*
Naikele: I feel really sorry for the pillow.
Galdor: I don't. *smiles and holds her a bit more tightly*
Naikele: ::giggles::
Galdor: *kisses the tip of her nose and grins*
Naikele: So when can I see the marsupial?
Galdor: *coughs* Maybe later.
Naikele: Okay. Can I have something to eat now?
Galdor: Of course. *whisks her off to the kitchens* What would you like?
Naikele: Anything! I just feel empty.
Galdor: Hmm... *sits her at a table* How about soup?
Naikele: Sounds quick.
Galdor: Well, I can roast some meat, if you'd like. And fruits after?
Naikele: ::nods happily:: My gosh, I'm gonna get so big. :-D
Galdor: *smiles* Whatever is best for you and the baby. *goes about cooking, giving her small pieces of fruit while she waits*
Naikele: ::nibbles:: Long as you say it's okay.
Galdor: Of course it's okay. *finishes and sets the food in front of her* There you go.
Naikele: Do you want any? I suggest you grab it now.
Galdor: *laughs and takes a piece* Now eat, love.
Naikele: ::finishes it off in under ten minutes::
Galdor: Still hungry?
Naikele: ::puts a hand on her stomach:: . . . yeah. Is that utterly disgusting?
Galdor: *shakes his head* No, it's not. *leans forward and kisses her forehead, then brings her more food*
Naikele: ::offers him some:: ?
Galdor: *smiles* You eat.