Summary - Ruben Dias is careful around reader because she is pregnant, however reader doesn't like it.

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"Are you sure this is okay for you?" Ruben said, after bringing another pillow for your back.

"It's fine Ruben."

"Do you need more ice for your water?"

"No baby, just go already. I'll be okay."

This happened every morning when Ruben was off to training. It took him two hours to get ready these days. He'd get ready in under twenty minutes but spend the rest of the time caring for you, making sure everything was alright before he left you for the day.

"You sure?" Ruben stood in the doorframe to the living room, where you sat on the couch.

"Yes." You assured him. "Go now or you'll be late, again."

"Okay." He approached the couch to give you a kiss goodbye. "Don't forget that you can always call the front desk at the City training ground. They'll know how to reach me if something goes down."

"Ruben." You closed your eyes and sighed. "Nothing is going to go down, please stop worrying."

"Okay." He nodded although his eyes, scanned the room to make sure he left everything in reach for you, the TV remote, your hydroflask...

"Where is your phone?" He turned his head. "Is it upstairs? Do you need me to get it for you?"

"Ruben just goooo!"

"Okay, I'm going, I'm going...."

You spent the rest of the day running errands, and yes you could still do that, it was just Ruben who was over paranoid about your lack of abilities.

"But is he treating you good?" Your sister said. She was keeping you company on the phone whislt you were running around town, trying to check off your to do list.

"Of course Ruben is good to me."

"Then what's the problem?"

"Well, he doesn't seem so interested in me anymore."

"Come again." Your sister chuckled. "Didn't you say Ruben drove across town the other day just to buy you your favorite snack? He sounds pretty interested to me"

"I did and he did..."

"Then I apologize for repeating myself, but what's the problem?"

You sighed. "Ruben and I haven't slept with each other since I found out that I was pregnant and that was six months ago."

The other line went quiet.

"Hello? Sis, are you still there?"

A spark

"Yeah, I can see the problem now."

"Right. What should I do?"

"What do you mean? Obviously you should ask him about it, have you ever thought of that?"

Your sister was right. You should be brave enough to ask your boyfriend about it. Sooner than later.

Once Ruben got home that evening you welcomed him with a lovely dinner.

"Y/N, did you make all of this?" He asked, more out of concern than excitement.

"Yes, all for my baby." You smiled and pulled him down for a kiss.

"But you should have waited for me. I could have helped you."

"Ruben, it was just putting a potroast to a boil, not rocket science. Besides, I want tonight to be special." You bit your lip and pulled at Rubens collar to bring him in for a second kiss, this time you continued tracing the kisses down his neck.

"Y/N" he groaned, but found it difficult not to kiss you back, teasing you with his tounge.

"Dinner can wait, let's go upstairs." You whispered. And without more awareness than yourself he followed you upstairs.

You peeled the leather jacket off his shoulders, letting it drop to the floor. He did the same thing with you, tugging your shirt of your head and tossing it in a corner somewhere. Perhaps you had been wrong. Ruben seemed more interested in you than ever before, craving your body like the next man would.

"Wait, let me get on the bed." You said and struggled a little because of your belly.

"There." You stretched for Ruben who still stood on the edgenof the bed, watching you."

"Y/N. Maybe we shouldn't."

And there it was, you thought. That hesitant look his face whenever you got to this point. To you it was a look of disgust.

"Ruben why won't you fuck me anymore?"

"Y/N " He coughed as heat rose to his face. You batted your lashes expectantly. But he shook his head. "Won't that..." He cleared his throat. "Won't that hurt the baby?"

"No." You snorted. "But it might hurt the baby's mother if you don't do it."

"Y/N." He sighed.

"No Ruben, you don't understand. My nipples are stiff as rocks 24/7 and I'm constatly horny. Either you fuck me on this bed right now or you watch me fuck myself."

"Y/N." Ruben said. He looked terrified. You had come at him so bluntly, however you were desperate for answers.

"I can't." He said

"You can't or you just won't."

You felt clumpsy rolling out of bed, however Ruben waited patiently for you to be steady on your feet. You now stood facing each other.

"Am I that disgusting to you?"

"Y/N."

You shrugged your shoulders when Ruben tried to touch you. Perhaps you weren't being fair to him, but that was how he made you feel, untouchable. As long as you were pregnant Ruben wouldn't touch you, instead treating you like a flower made out of glass. Although it sounded romantic it wasn't, because more than anything you missed having Ruben near you.

"Just admit it. You think I'm disgusting. That's why you won't touch me anymore."

"Y/N, that's not true and you know it." Ruben approached you but was careful to give you your space. "It's not like I don't want to. Trust me, I do."

"You do?"

"Of course I do."Ruben said, his voice sincere. "You're the most beautiful creature on this planet, even more so when pregnant. But I don't think it's such a good idea."

"Why not?" You cried. Six months without sex, how could he control himself? How did he not go crazy like you?

"Because..." He said, afraid to meet your eyes.

"Yes?" You were begging for him to go on. But for some he found it difficult to get the words out. "Ruben please talk to me."

He jumped a little, not expecting you to touch him. Your hand went to interwine with his, sending a thousand sparks up your arm.

"Y/N."

Your heart always skipped a beat hearing your name escape his mouth. His voice was so deep and commanding. But he always looked down on you with those kind brown eyes.

"Ruben I love you."

"I love you too."

"Then please tell me what's going on, why you won't touch me or let me touch you?"

It was true, Ruben wouldn't even let you pleasure him, even if you'd gladly do it.

"I dunno." He shrugged. "I've been taught that whenever a woman is pregnant a man should never allow his needs to go first. That he should always put the woman before himself. I guess I have failed to understand that a womans needs could also be to have her man."

"Oh Ruben." You wrapped your arms around his stem. "Why do you always have to be such a fucking gentleman?"

"Wouldn't it be terrible if I were the opposite?"

"Just shut up and kiss me."

He did, but the kiss quickly turned into something more. Something of passion and desire.

Soon the two of you fell back onto the bed with Ruben on top of you.

"Y/N, you have to tell me to stop if this brings you the slightest discomfort. You have to." His intense gaze penetrated yours and you knew that he wouldn't move until you agreed to the terms.

"Ruben I will. I promise I will. "

He was hesitant at first but bent down to meet your lips. He kissed you tenderly and nipped at the sensitive skin on your neck. You felt his hands trembled as they went around your body unclipping your bra. His eyes widen as your breast spilled out in front of you, swollen and tender.

"Ruben." You moaned. As he licked your nipples, taking each time with the other.

"I love you." He groaned, stroking a hand across your belly. "So fucking much."

"Ruben please." You moaned. His hand continued down and in between your legs. Your back arched into the matress as his fingers traced just the right spot.

He raised his head. "Can I..." He placed himself between your legs.

"Yes, please" you gasped.

Ruben unbuckled his belt, pulling himself out of his pants. He thrusted into you slowly, setting the tone for the night. He never forced you into another position. He wanted you beneath him, where he could look into his eyes and see how you would take him. You loved having his weight cradling you, his skin rubbing of the smell of him. Soon the two of you fell onto your backs gasping for air. Ruben pulled you close, resting his hand on your naked belly. He kissed your forhead and whispered promises to you and the gift you'd soon bring into this world.