RP:]] St Luke's Reform School For Young Gentlemen

"An hour without you in my arms feel like years." I say, cringing a little, "Okay, that was corny. Let's just blame the endorphins and excitement and yay babies! feeling that's swimming through me now."

I climb out of the car and move around to Zacky's side of the car, opening the door for him and holding my hand out, "Come on sweetheart. I think we've even got some ice cream. Get the kids hooked early and they'll never leave us until they're old and we'll never have to worry about boyfriends or girlfriends."

I shut the door behind him and lock the car, "It's evil genius, I tell you."

"Hmmm, that sounds like a plan to me," I say as we walk through the front door of our house.

I will never get over this house. Me and Matt both have jobs that don't exactly pay that much, but we are so lucky that my aunt actually passed away. That's probably a horrible thing to say, but she was the one that suggested I went to reform school in the first place. I didn't think I would be first on her will for all her riches though.

"So, what do you think we are going to have? Two little boys? Or two little girls?" I ask Matt as I make my way over to the living room and rubbing at my stomach again.

"I don't know." I admit, reorganizing the cushions on the sofa so it'll be a little more comfortable, "Knowing our luck twin lesbians."

I smile a little at the idea of Zacky and I having to teach these girls about the birds and the bees when two women are involved. Complete cluelessness, confusion about just how it works. I asked a friend of mine once and it gave me nightmares. Surely that can't be right.

"I don't know whether I've really got a preference, y'know? Just so long as they're ours." I grab the remote and sit back on the sofa, my arms open for Zacky to crawl up next to me.

I smile and crawl onto the sofa with Matt.

"I'm not worried, I just want them to be healthy really. I'm curious too though. I mean, if it's girls we'd have to protect them from boys, and if their were boys we'd have to make sure they didn't run after the girls."

I'm just thinking about this now as I grab the remote from Matt to try and find some movie or something we have seen a thousand times, just to have some background now.

"So, what about that naked part?" I say to Matt as I wiggle my eyebrow at him in a suggestive manner.

"Copious nudity on a Thursday evening? I like it."

I lean across to him, figuring I'll make this a little more fun and undress him myself. I smile as I watch inch by inch of creamy white skin appearing under his shirt, my smile growing when I see the small hint of a round belly there, where my babies are busy growing and getting big and strong ready to say hello.

"I can't keep this grin off my face now. They'll be testing me for drugs at work."

"I'm glad you're grinning like this," I smile as I look down at Matt's hand on my belly, "it lets me know you still love how I look."

I lean over and start to pull at the bottom of Matt's shirt, pulling it over his head like he did with mine.

"Still jealous of your large amount of muscle mass though," I say with a slight pout as I poke his hard stomach muscles, "I'm getting flabby from not exercising!"

I exclaim as I poke at my now growing pecs, the same pout in place.

"Nuh-uh, it's not flab, it's extra cuddle power." I inform him, smiling happily at his form, "Besides, it just means there's more of you for me to love."

I start pulling at his pants, them slipping easily over his hips, God bless track pants. They may not be sexy but they make for easy access.

"Are you going to start wearing Bridget Jones panties when you get bigger? Coz I'm not sure whether the idea turns me on or not yet. And if it does, is that wrong?"

"Naaw, I think I'll just stick with your boxers, they are sexy," I say with a large as I let Matt take off my pants and watch as he throws them to the floor.

"Your turn," I say with a smirk as I start to pull of Matt's shorts.

God I love how he wears sports clothes, so easy to get off in hurry. I wait for him to lift is hips as I pull off his shorts.

"Hmmm, I love your legs," I tell him as I run my hand up and down his thigh, "I don't know what it is, they are just so... strong?"

I love these little conversations about what we love about each other. It makes me feel even more loved. I love verything about him but picking out little things just make me realize exactly how perfect for me he is. And vice versa.

"Oh yeah? See, I love the colour of yours, how no matter how tanned you might carelessly let your flawless skin get, they're still lily-white. They seem to glow." I explain.

It sounds dorky but I know what I mean. I moves my hands to the hem of my boxers on him and start running my fingers under the waistband, "Now, I can't decide if I'm ready to remove these and be completely dazzled by what lays beneath."

"Oh stop it, it's not like you haven't seen it thousands of times before," I tell him before grinning and moving my own hands up to the waist band of his boxers.

"Now, I know what I want to see right now," I tell him before pulling at his boxers and revealing that sweet area that no other human has seen except for me, well, apart from doctors but that's just killing the mood.

I pull hos boxers all the way off before throwing them to the side and looking back at Matt.

"Don't tell me that the leather of the couch doesn't feel nice against your naked, hot skin."

Not until I met you, Zee. I'd never really experimented with anything sexually until I got with Zacky. Now we try everything once. Usually it stays as a one time thing. Like the sex toys. I never want to explain to another doctor how a 10 inch dildo got stuck up my ass. Zacky couldn't stop laughing, apparently it was even funnier when it happened to me than when it happened to Brian in school.

"Mmm, that does feel pretty nice." I admit, wriggling around a little, "But you know what feels even better against my skin?"

I think he can tell where this is going as I pull him to me and kiss him, "You do."

I grin as I pulls me closer to him, "What? All of me?" I ask him with a slight smirk.

I look down to his hands still on the rim of my boxers, his fingers toying with the loose threads and elastic on him.

"If so, you better get these off me," I laugh.

I look back up at Matt with a cheeky smile on my face.

"Please?"

"Well seeing as you asked so nicely." I say, smiling before slowly pulling the boxers from him. I don't know why I'm being so slow with it, I want him naked just as much as he wants to be naked.

"Well hello there, Mr. Penis." I say, mentally kicking myself for how goofy I'm being these days.

I toss the boxers to the side. I move my hands over his soft, sweet body with a contented smile.

"You want to play?"

"God Matt, you're such a goof," I laugh as I feel his hands on my skin.

"But I love it," I smile before leaning up and kissing him softly on the lips.

This is perfect. Just the two of us, sharing the most intimate parts of each other, tasting each other and just being. We don't have to do into in depth sweaty, back-breaking sex. We can just, roll with it.

"Mmmm, I taste vanilla."

I blush a little, sucking my bottom lip into my mouth before looking up to him.

"I had an ice-cream at work. I know it's bad for a personal trainer to be eating something so unhealthy b-but it was hot and I was getting sick of water." I explain, almost embarassed by how daft I'm being.

I lean in and kiss him again, "I can't taste anything... except Zacky..."

I kiss him again, "And a hint of strawberries."

I smile and laugh a little against his lips, "yeah, since this whole pregnancy thing, I have sort of got a craving for them. There's just so good."

I am now getting a little craving for them now. How hot would it be for me and Matt to just sit on the couch, the sun setting outside of our French patio doors, feeding each other strawberries.

"Mmmm, have we got any right now?"

"A strawberry craving? That's kinda hot." I say, smirking, "I think we might still have some left over. If you haven't eaten them all."

I smile at him, "You want me to go check? Maybe see if we've got some cream as well? Have a little romantic evening snack?"

"Hmmmm, if you wouldn't mind," I say with a grin as I look over at him, asking him to go and get some with my eyes.

I watch as he rolls his eyes at me before getting up from the sofa and going to get me some strawberries.

"Don't worry about the cream. It ruins the strawberries."

I smile as I walk into the kitchen, humming a happy little tune to myself as I pull open the refridgerator. There's a small punnet left. Thank God, I don't want to deal with cranky hormonal Zacky. I pull them out of the fridge and place them on the side.

"You want anything else while I'm up?" I call back, waiting for an answer as I pull the wrapping from the punnet and toss it in the bin.

"Zee?"

I grab the remote from the side of the sofa and start flicking through so I can find something like a random screen with a sunset.

"Erm, wha Matt?" I ask him, not hearing what he said as I still continue to flick through.

It's not until I find the 50 greatest love songs on some crappy channel that I stop flicking and throw the remote a side.

I smile as I hear the strains of Enrique Iglesias coming through the walls. I don't really want to be out of his sight any longer, as ridiculously dorky as that might be. I walk back into the room, punnet of strawberries in hand and start singing along with the song.

I sit back down on the sofa, still randomly singing along as I do so. I'm not really doing this for any kind of effect, I just happen to like the song and I know Zacky likes my voice.

"You can take my breathe away." I sing.

I pull a strawberry out of the carton and hold it in front of him.

I laugh and clap at Matt, "Yay! My two favourite things, you singing and strawberries!"

I tilt my head up a little and take the strawberry Matt's holding to me into my mouth, biting the end of it and savouring the flavour.

"Mmmm," I hum as I chew on the strawberry.

"Gorgeous," I say with a mouthful as I pull Matt back down onto the couch with me.

"And nudity too." I point out, "It's the perfect night in."

I smile as I watch Zacky eating the rest of the strawberry from my hands. He looks so contented, it brings a huge grin to my face. I pull another one of the small red fruits from the carton and pull out the stem, holding it between my teeth.

"Oo wan it, oo haf oo ge it."

I narrow my eyes at him before sneaking a look down at the carton in his hand.

"Hmmm, how will I be doing that then?" I say with a small smirk as I let my hand creep up Matt's leg towards the carton of fruits.

"I mean, it's like, the only one left and all..." I say, letting my voice trail off as I try to steal one of the strawberries from the carton as quickly as I can.

I'm too quick for him, I grab his wrist as his hands about to dip into the carton. I'd stick my tongue out but I've still got the strawberry between my teeth, I'd just catapult it between us and it'd get silly.

"Haha." I say as best I can, leaning down to his lips, "Oo wan iss?"

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