"Are you okay, Biscuit?"

Steven grunted and moved slowly, not so much sore anymore, but completely drained physically. As his legs readjusted he grunted and grabbed her hips. "Fuck baby." She was on his cock again as if he hadn't just gone buck wild in it earlier. "You're so wet. Insatiable kitty."

She kneaded his chest and flexed around him. "I wanna cuddle fuck."

He grinned and lifted her off of him. "Looks like everything's gone and you're still being catty. Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm exhausted and drained and shocked." A light blush turned into a heavy one as she wiggled down to kiss him. "I love you."

He scoffed, trying to protect his feelings for no apparent reason. "Even corrupted?"

She kissed him again fiercely and sunk her teeth into his lip until he moaned. "I love every version of you there is. You're so kind and loving. You protected the baby. You protected me."

"I was out of control," He murmured, flipping her to her side and lifting her leg a bit. "I showed you my really wild side, and you took it like a champion." Sliding into her again was a mix of a blessing and a curse. He had no idea how long they'd slept but he was just barely ready to go again. "I'm so sensitive. Look what you did to me." He slid in a bit more and she quaked halfway in, trilling and squeezing tight to control the depth. "Take it all." His hips rocked into hers slowly as his hand drifted down to her tummy to brush his fingers over the peak of it. "I hope Baby wasn't too terribly disturbed."

Connie giggled and pressed her butt into him a bit harder so he would go faster. "Baby got a lovely rocking motion that put them to sleep. They haven't the faintest clue what we just did to each other."

Her fiancé breathed in deeply. "Each other? Baby, baby..." He hummed and kneaded her breast in his hand, chuckling when she sucked in a sharp breath. "Credit where credit is due."

She half giggled, half moaned as he demonstrated the work he put in by putting more. "A-Alright, Star Daddy. Guess you're right."

He grunted and squeezed tighter. "You're corrupting me from the inside out. Slut." His chest rumbled with laughter when she clenched around him and whimpered. "Relax. Let me take care of you. Then we're taking a long, long ass shower. And if you cum for me here, I'll fuck you in there too since you're so eager to be on it."

"I love you." She heard it as much as she felt it in her chest.

Steven pressed his lips to her neck and grinned like a lovesick idiot. "I love you, too."

*

Their sleep schedule was now fucked, which was how they'd gotten to be staring up at the stars at 2am from their bedroom window after a very nice shower.

Steven picked up a yawning Connie, pleased that she was finally ready to lay down with him. "Let me give you a rub down. There's no way you're not a little sore."

She grabbed his hand as he set her down to walk away. "Steven, I'm not hurt."

He grimaced and dropped her hand to grab the lotion. "You're limping."

She was quiet for enough time that he almost didn't want to move lest he silence a true thought instead of a cover up. After gaining a bit of courage he locked eyes with her to see her looking at him like he was the dumbest idiot to ever exist. "Steven. I'm 25 weeks pregnant. I waddle practically everywhere I go. When I walk, I have to hold my lower back. When I sneeze, I nearly piss my pants."

Steven snorted, ruefully cracking a smile. "You can't even let me feel bad about myself anymore. It's weird. I don't know what to do with myself if I don't hate me."

She tugged off her blanket and presented her ass. "You could give me that rub down you were offering."

"Anything for my knight."

He spent a good three hours working up from the tips of her toes to the top of her head, running his hands over every inch of her skin and kissing anywhere his lips wandered to. For every kiss more praise spilled from him. "Beautiful." A kiss to her calf. "Strong." A kiss to her hip that made her giggle. She already knew where he was headed, and sure enough he littered her tummy with kisses that sparkled and sparked with excitement and love. "You're both gifts." He ran his palms over it and sighed. "I can't wait until you can–,"

They both froze and gawked at each other as Connie readjusted. "She's responding to your voice! Babies do that sometimes!"

Steven's eyes locked on the bump and he squatted a little lower to drop another kiss. "Azalea. My precious daughter." He rested his cheek and shot back up immediately. "Oh god, you kicked me. You got your mother's personality." He burst out half crying half laughing as he pressed his hands to it again and felt another. "You're a Daddy's Girl, aren't you? We're going to eat so much ice cream when your mom is gone."

Connie chuckled. "Wow. I feel like every time there's new developments you forget your wife is currently carrying the baby. It's 'Azalea this' and 'Z that'. When does Mommy get the rest of her rub down?"

Steven smirked and shrugged. "I don't know what to tell you. She obviously wants my attention."

"She kicked you in the face."

"We'll work on that," He insisted. "Can you blame me? This is so much bigger than anything in the world. Our family. My family that I helped create."

Connie swooned and let her eyes fall shut. He was right, this was bigger than anything. Bigger than Stevonnie, bigger than Era 3, bigger than everything. It felt so amazing to finally have made it to this point. It was worth it. Every thing she'd ever witnessed; from war, to being locked up in a prison light years away from home by herself, to watching her best friend get essentially murdered and then turn into a monster. Everything. "You're so worth it, Steven."

"C-Connie."

The fear in his voice brought her back to the present as she realized she'd mumbled it aloud. "What's the matter?"

He carefully circled around to the other side of the bed so he could crawl in next to her. He focused a bit and started to glow gently, then brushing a finger over her cheeks. "You're glowing."

She looked down at her hands and frowned at the accuracy of his statement. She was glowing. "Oh."

"Just a little." He grabbed her hand tenderly. "Does it hurt?"

She shook her head as they watched it die out. "Does it hurt when you glow?"

"No. Not usually. Not unless I'm about to start corrupting." He nuzzled into her breasts and held her tight. "Are you okay?"

"Steven, glowing is by far not the weirdest thing to happen to me. I am gonna go eat an entire pizza about it, though." She sighed as his big brown eyes looked up at her, imploring her to let him tag along. "Of course you're coming. Let's go feed baby."