"So this is your baby's head" Jungkook was on the verge of tears, Mei-Lin was definitely crying already as her OB showed them on the video screen and their baby's arms and legs. "And this" she turned some knob and Jungkook's eyes widened. "It's the baby's pulse, strong and fast, just as it should be" their midwife smiled. Jungkook had never heard anything more beautiful, his pulse beating three times faster and his face turning red as his chest puffed out with arrogant pride.

"Look my lady, a mini version of you" he leaned down and brushing the hair off her forehead gave Mei-Lin a quick kiss before looking up at the monitor again. "God, she's so beautiful," he whispered as he watched in awe as their little baby, who they couldn't feel yet, but could see right now, was moving its legs and arms. "At the next checkup in three weeks I will be able to tell you if it's a boy or a girl, until then, rest Miss Torng and don't miss any feedings, the baby may be big and strong, but remember it is fed by you" Mei-Lin nodded tearfully, her smile so charming and wide that Jungkook couldn't help but kiss her again.

"I'm so proud of you, little star, I love you" the gynecologist looked at him with a big smile, enjoying the love that was building from the young couple. "The second trimester is very emotional, your hormones will be at their peak until at least the seventh month, so prepare yourself, like dad, you're going to have to endure a lot" the woman giggled and Jungkook nodded as if he was being given some health advice of Mei-Lin. "Okay, that's it for now, do you have any questions?" Jungkook looked at Mei-Lin and then at the gynecologist and immediately called out. "I can't hurt the baby if we have sex, can I?" Mei-Lin literally choked on her own saliva as she stood up, wiping her stomach of the gel with the tissue the nurse had handed her.

"No you can't" she giggled and Jungkook sighed in relief. "In fact, we recommend having sex until at least the eighth month, this helps the pregnant woman cope with balancing hormone levels during pregnancy, and it has also been shown that women who have regular sex during pregnancy are less likely to have complications during natural childbirth , and I don't support C-sections unless it's absolutely necessary." Jungkook crossed his arms over his chest and looked at Mei-Lin meaningfully, and she blushed so hard she felt dizzy.

"Jungkook, what are you doing?" he had kicked the security out of the apartment outside his door and now Mei-Lin was backing away as Jungkook stepped forward, removing his clothes one by one, causing Mei-Lin to bite her lip convulsively, blushing like a boiled lobster. "You see, my lady, as a good father-to-be and husband, I follow the doctor's orders for both of us" his shirt fell to the floor behind him, followed by the belt of his jeans and his shoes.

"Please?" her eyes widened and her breathing quickened as she watched him unbutton his jeans. Her back hit the wall and she literally stood on her toes in a failed attempt to escape further back. "Light exercises for me and I help make the birth of our daughter easier, two in one" he smirked, standing in front of her. "Our son" she corrected automatically and gasped as his fingers wrapped around her throat and his lips stopped a millimeter from hers.

"Your wishes are my command my lady, I will make sure after the birth of our daughter, you give birth to our son as well" Mei-Lin blinked in confusion but closed her eyes and moaned as his fingers ran down her stomach under her sweater. "Jungkook..." he hissed and sank his lips into hers in a long, deep and lazy kiss that left her breathless. "I've missed your taste so much, beautiful" he let go of her throat and her sweater flew over his shoulder, his eyes trailing down her body, hungrily sucking in and reminding him of every time his lips and tongue had felt that tenderness.

"You've gotten even more beautiful my lady, your pregnancy suits you so much, your breasts are full and look like they're made of silk" his fingertips trailed down her neck to her breasts and his palms took their weight. "Look, they already fill my hands and even overflow" he leaned down and gently touched the curves above her breast with his lips. Mei-Lin sighed and melted under his arms. "I don't know if all women are this beautiful while pregnant, but you sure are amazingly beautiful, my love" his lips moved to her other breast.

"Jungkook" Mei-Lin floated on a pink cloud. His hands moved down and she felt her pants slip under his hands, but she just couldn't open her eyes and look at what he was doing to her, the feeling was tickling her stomach from the inside and spreading heat through her veins that were bursting like shooting stars before her closed eyes. How could someone with only two hands, one mouth, and a tongue be all over her body at the same time, constantly erasing the records from her mind, replacing them with new ones?

"Look at you my lady, so hot, so wet and ready for me, and I'm barely touching you" Mei-Lin opened her eyes slightly in confusion, finding herself facing the darkened gaze of the only man who had ever managed to make her feel drunk and without a drop of alcohol. "Apparently you missed me too?" Mei-Lin nodded slightly, unable to force more than a moan of pleasure from her throat. "God, you're so sexy, my lady, will you be mad at me if..." he didn't finish, her lips were on his, her arms around his neck, her legs locked behind his waist, his arms holding her under the butt.

Need was the weakest word Jungkook could use to describe what he was feeling right now. This woman was in his heart, in his soul, flowing in his blood and filling him in the farthest corners of his consciousness. She made the world brighter, bigger and desirable. Her scent was in the air he breathed and made him want to scoop up life with fistfuls. It awakened both his primitive and higher senses, his desire to protect and possess her, to make her smile because anything else would be unacceptable .

She was in his dreams, his imagination and reality, his self and the only thing that remained in him as a wish for his future. She and the child she was carrying were all he needed to feel stronger than those superheroes in the manga, to want to show her a love more romantic and real than the one in the movies. And Jungkook loved her, adored her, wanted to worship her until the end of the world and vice versa, he wanted to be the man she needed so that she couldn't even think of looking at anyone else.

"I love you my lady!" his hips moving against hers, her body writhing beneath him and her nails tearing at his back and it was driving him crazy. "You are only mine, mine, mine!" his cock was sinking deep, pressed against her walls, as if there was no tomorrow. "God, Jungkook....oh my god!" again and again Mei-Lin sank into the blanket of ecstasy Jungkook wrapped around her body. The feeling of completion in his arms was all-consuming and tore her into a million dying pieces of pleasure for this man to put back together and glue back, making her feel beautiful and wanted like no one else had ever done before.

"Jungkook!" her screams turned into shrill cries of need as his cock throbbed deep inside her pussy, burning her soul and bringing orgasm after orgasm, leaving her completely consumed by the power of what she felt for Jungkook, but couldn't just put into words . "Lord, I love you, I love you, you are so beautiful, you suit me so well!" Jungkook moved quickly, relentlessly, stretching the walls of her pussy with raw tenderness and strength that only Mei-Lin could coax out of him.

Her body writhed painfully as he pressed against her and with one last thrust, he let his cum spill out, filling her womb. "You're so beautiful, my lady," Jungkook breathlessly whispered against her lips, stroking her damp hair, showering her face with kisses, covering her body like a firm, gentle blanket, protecting her from the world like the strongest shield she could wish for. "Jungkook?" he propped himself up on his elbows and gently caressed her cheek with his knuckles, smiling lovingly.

"I don't know what your father wants, I don't know why you're afraid to tell me about your past, or what exactly you do with the boys, but I want to tell you that I don't even care if you're a serial killer because you're the most amazing , caring, kind and the perfect man in the world for me and you will be a wonderful father. And I love you more than life itself" her eyes filled with tears as she swore at him, her face flushed from sex, her lips swollen from their kisses ,her hot sweaty body under his,the feeling was like the most beautiful and desired death and Jungkook was willing to go through hell for her.