Shawn managed to wrap up recording pretty quickly. He pulled some strings and was able to relocate production to a little studio in Toronto, which worked out well for everyone.

He didn't exactly take a week to get home like he'd said. It was more like three. This gave you time to learn what it was like to be pregnant, and it wasn't that bad. Pork, pickles, and fish made you sick, and you were tired all the time. Also emotionally unstable, causing you to be needy in every way. Some nights you would call Shawn in tears questioning his love for you, and others you would call him at 4am because you needed him to tell you what he was going to do to you when he got home. It was a healthy balance.

You insisted on picking him up at the airport, but he didn't want you dealing with Pearson Arrivals. It got a little hectic sometimes, and this whole baby thing was making him super-protective. He didn't even like you driving to his parents' house on Sundays.

He was catching the red-eye home, and you tried to stay up and wait for him. You really did. But this baby was just sucking the life out of you, so you got ready for bed, slipping into a big sleep shirt and some fluffy socks that you'd definitely end up kicking off. You sent Shawn a text apologizing, and mentioned that dinner was in the fridge if he was hungry. Getting comfortable, you curled up and fell asleep in minutes.

Drifting into a deep slumber, thoughts of Shawn filled your mind. It was a little distorted, but you longed for his touch as you felt an ache in your core. Dreaming of him kissing down your neck, grinding into the sheets to tide himself over until he could grind into you. Your dreams had been like this lately, which was most likely the product of not seeing your husband for a month and being pregnant with his child. Dream-Shawn began thrusting into you and it felt so good, but was interrupted when you were awoken by the feeling of the bed dipping beside you as a large arm wrapped around your middle. You could feel a bare chest pressed against your back and soft lips peppering kisses behind your ear. The smell of Shawn filled your nostrils.

You instantly turned around, placing your left hand on Shawn's chest as his lips found yours, kissing you softly. You felt him smile against you, pressing his forehead to yours and nuzzling your nose with his.

"I've missed you so much." he said, closing his eyes and inhaling your scent. He loved the smell of home.

You kissed him again, but he pulled away this time, peeling the covers back and placing a hand on your stomach. Barely a bump, his baby was in there. He smiled ear-to-ear, planting a wet kiss on your cheek.

"I love you, Y/N. I love her, too." he breathed out, looking down at your tummy.

"Her?" you asked, pushing up onto your elbows.

"Yeah, her. It's a girl. I just know it." he smiled, giddy from finally being exposed to the family he so badly longed for.

"Okay, Shawn. She's our girl. I love you, too." you smiled, shaking your head and placing a soft peck on his cheek.

"You're okay, baby? I'm sorry I woke you up, is there anything you need?" he asked as you laid back down, turning to face him.

You thought about it, memories of the dream you just had floating back into your head. You felt your bare crotch growing warm, and it was settled. He was going to dick you down and that was it.

"Actually, Shawn, yeah. I need you to fuck me." you said flatly, maintaining a straight face as your left hand wandered to his boxers, fiddling with the waistband. Looking up at him, you saw his eyes grow wide as he reached for your left side, flipping you under him and hovering over you. His head hung low, his face hanging an inch from yours.

"Yeah?" he asked, biting his lip as his eyes travelled to your mouth, then finding yours again.

"Yes, Shawn. You've been away so long. I want you so bad. I'm sorry if this is weird. I just need you, like now." you closed your eyes, embarrassed of your desperation.

Your legs were already spread when he crawled on top of you and himself between them. You felt his hips lower, teasing you with his already-hard cock inside his boxers.

"Shawn please." you begged, "Please don't make me say it again."

He let out a giggle and shook his head as his lips crashed into yours, deepening the kiss as your tongue danced with his. He was rough, biting at your lower lip and licking into your mouth. He trailed down your jaw, moving down your neck and lifting your large t-shirt to reveal your breasts. They weren't yet swollen, but they were really tender, and you squirmed a bit under his rough hands. He stopped.

Looking up at you, he asked, "Babe, what's wrong?"

"Sorry, Shawn, it just hurts a little. I'm all... sensitive? I don't know. Just be gentle, okay baby?" you explained, trying not to dampen the mood but failing miserably.

"Babe, is this even safe? Should be be doing this?" he grew concerned, beginning to move off of you. Your hands gripped his shoulders, locking him in place.

"Yes, babe this is totally safe. And yes, we should be doing this. I need this. I need you. I'm not like, in pain. I just feel a little... different? But I'm still your wife and I really need you to fuck me, like right now." you said, determined as you stared deeply into his chocolate eyes.

"Alright, love. Okay." he planted a smooch on your forehead, "Just promise you'll stop me if it hurts, okay?"

You nodded, absolutely aching for him. This was way overdue. Reaching down to his waist, you wiggled his boxers down his hips, pushing them down his legs with your foot. His cock slapped his stomach. Even if he had a hard time showing it, he clearly needed this, too.

"Slow down, babe. Someone's a little eager." he said as he shuffled down your body, resting on his stomach between your calves. His face met your dripping core, his heavy eyes looking up at you. Before you could say anything, his tongue dipped into you, lapping at you and dancing around your clit. You threw your head back in pleasure and released a deep moan, your left hand gripping the sheets and your right tangled in his curls, pulling his mouth into you. He got the message, placing his mouth over your clit and sucking on it while his left hand teased your entrance. He hummed into you, sending vibrations through your body and causing you to release an extremely loud moan, to which you felt him smile. He flattened his tongue and licked at you slowly, bringing you as close to the edge as possible but slowing down whenever you got close.

You were a moaning mess. Sweat was dripping down your forehead as your fists were balled up in the blankets. Shawn's arms were now wrapped around your legs, pinning you down as his tongue worked wonders. The view of his wild curls was enough to make you cum right there, his eyes closed as he found his happy place in pleasuring you.

You suddenly decided you didn't want to exhaust yourself just yet, because there was some business to take care of. Yeah, you were needy, but Shawn had been away for over a month. He needed some attention, too.

"Shawn, stop." you said and he immediately pulled away, eyebrows furrowing as he stared at you. "Sit up."

His features soon relaxed, a smirk forming on his lips. He knew what was happening. He sat up against the pillows as you got up, removing your t-shirt and settling on his thighs. His hands gripped your waist, pulling you closer as you shifted sideways a bit, making contact with his left thigh. He firmly kissed you, pulling your face closer to his as you began rocking back and forth on his leg. You were soaked, allowing yourself to move back and forth with ease. He lifted his leg in increments to meet your movements as he kissed down your neck, leaving behind a trail of deep red marks. You kept edging yourself closer to release, still not wanting to finish yet. His hands found your hips again as he began moving you around on his thigh, determined to make you cum with just his leg. His firm muscle felt so good on your core as he moved you faster and gripped you harder, causing you to bury your face in his neck, holding back moans. You reached for his hands, gripping them and peeling them off your hips, coming to a halt on his leg. Looking into his eyes, you lifted your hips and shuffled down his body, stopping as your mouth hovered over his hard cock.

His chest rose as he inhaled, dying to know what your next move would be. Looking up at him, you flattened your tongue at the base of his shaft, licking up his dick and immediately taking the tip in your mouth, sucking hard. Releasing it with a pop, you licked his dick a bit more to wet it, allowing you to take in more of him. You wrapped your lips around him again and began pumping his dick with your mouth, causing his stomach to contract as he released a low groan. His right hand found your hair, forming a makeshift ponytail as he held your hair back. He loved watching you do this to him.

Your right hand found his balls as your left supported you on his leg, his groans turning to quiet and sharp breaths. He was in ecstasy, but reached for your chin, stopping you and tilting your head up to look at him when he got close.

"What is it, Shawn?" you asked, looking up at him through your long lashes.

"Fuck, Y/N, I need you. Be a good girl and lay down for me." he commanded, fighting to hold back a smile.

You did as you were told, pushing yourself up and settling beside him on your back. He crawled on top of you, spreading your legs and resting between them.

"You sure about this?" he asked, peppering kisses along your jaw.

"Yes, Shawn. I'm sure." you said as your reached down and gripped his cock in your hand. He moved closer to your core as you lined him up and he pushed into you slowly.

You moaned at the feeling of him entering you with such ease, a sense of relief flooding through your body. It had been so long.

"Fuck, baby." Shawn grunted, beginning to move inside of you. He relished in the feeling of your tight walls hugging his cock so snugly as he rocked into you, his lips finding your collarbone as his bare chest pressed against yours.

He continued thrusting into you, but you could tell he was holding back.

"Harder, Shawn." you whispered, which usually resulted in him speeding up, pushing as deeply into you as possible.

He looked up at you, meeting your gaze as your hand pushed his hair out of his eyes. "Babe, I'm scared to go too deep. I don't wanna hurt you, or the baby." he said as a giggle escaped your lips.

"Shawn, you're not gonna hurt the baby. Your dick isn't that big." you joked, "Baby it's fine, really. Harder, please." you told him, planting a kiss on his nose.

His lips found yours as he began rocking into you again, faster and harder than earlier. His hips met yours as yours bucked up to meet his, and this was the kind of sex you'd been craving all this time. Rough, hard, raw Shawn sex.

He lifted his upper-body so he could kneel, lifting your legs up to thrust deeper inside of you. As your head pushed back into the pillows, you became a moaning mess. Shawn threw his head back, releasing a groan along with a string of swear words you couldn't quite make out. He accelerated, rocking into you more rapidly than before, spreading your legs again so his thumb could dance on your clit. He fucked you hard as he rubbed tiny circles on your clit, causing you to bunch up the sheets and scream his name as you came unexpectedly. He fucked into you even harder, growing sloppy as you felt his cock twitch and release inside of you, his body careful not to collapse onto you.

He pulled out of you and laid down, pulling you into his strong arms and kissing your hair.

"Thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you." he expressed as his lips peppered kisses over your shoulder. You managed to rotate in his grasp, planting a kiss on his muscular chest and nuzzling the top of your head into his neck.

"I love you." you said as you drifted off, utterly exhausted from Shawn's love.