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The morning sun shining through the gap in the curtains hit Dick’s eyelids, waking him from a deep sleep. He rolled over to escape the rays, but his face landed directly in Kory’s voluminous hair. He pushed the fragrant mass of red curls off his pillow and closed his eyes. He was still tired from a long patrol during the night. He took inventory of his body. Nothing too painful, just some bruising on his ribs.
As he had been leaving for patrol the previous evening, Kory had told Dick to be extra careful not to get any visible injuries because they were scheduled to get maternity photos taken. He had promised to keep his face pretty, and he had kept his promise.
After a half hour of dozing in and out, Dick checked the time on his phone. It was almost eight thirty. Kory would probably be asleep for a while. She was 33 weeks pregnant with their daughter, and she was often too uncomfortable to sleep well during the night. Dick sat up carefully and looked over at his wife surrounded by a nest of pillows. Her face was relaxed, her plump lips slightly parted, breathing deeply. He took some time to appreciate her body, which was fuller in all the right places due to the pregnancy weight. Her breasts were popping up out of the tank top. Dick’s fingers itched to squeeze them like a pair of ripe melons in the grocery store. Her rounded baby bump rested on a body pillow as she lay on her side. He could see the outline of her shapely hips under the sheet. He could also see the outline of his rising erection when he glanced down at his lap.
“Down, boy,” he muttered, trying to banish his R-rated thoughts for now. There would be time for that later. It was Saturday, and they both had the day off. The maternity photos were scheduled for later at 2 PM. Dick got up quietly and took a cold shower.
Hair still damp, wearing only his boxers, he entered the kitchen to make coffee and start breakfast. He dug around in the fridge to find ingredients for pancakes and scrambled eggs. Before getting started, he took the apron off the hook. It was white with “Kiss the Cook” embroidered on it in red, as well as a big pair of red lips, and a frill around the bottom. He smiled to himself as he tied it around his waist. It didn’t even cover his broad chest, so it didn’t do much in the way of protection, but it always made Kory laugh when he wore it.
He poured a little coffee in his mug, followed by a generous amount of vanilla caramel-flavored creamer. He took a sip and savored the sweet, warm drink. Coffee finished, he quietly pulled out the pans, then started combining pancake ingredients in a large bowl. Soon, the kitchen was full of good breakfast smells. Dick was digging in the cabinet for chocolate chips when he heard the toilet flush. Kory was up. She shuffled into the kitchen a few minutes later, one hand on her belly, the other rubbing her eyes.
“Good morning, princess!” Dick greeted cheerily. “How’d you sleep?”
“Our little Mar’i was doing the gymnastics until midnight,” Kory yawned. “Then I was awakened by my bladder, and again when you arrived home from patrol.”
“I’m sorry, honey. I didn’t mean to wake you.” Dick glanced at her with a guilty look as he flipped the pancakes. “How can I make it up to you?”
“You already are,” Kory said, coming to stand next to him. “You are making breakfast and wearing the apron.” She laughed softly as she traced the strap of the apron over his shoulder. Dick plated the pancakes, then turned toward her, pointing at the red letters on the apron.
“Kiss the cook. The apron says so.”
Kory smiled as he lifted his face toward her with exaggerated puckered lips. She gave him a peck. He took her hand.
“Ready for breakfast, gorgeous?” he asked, his blue eyes meeting hers, then sweeping down her body. She nodded.
“Have a seat.” Dick motioned toward the square kitchen table. He made her a plate of food and a mug of coffee and brought it to her.
“Gotta feed my girls,” he grinned as he set the plate down.
“Thank you.” Kory rested her hand on his arm briefly, then began to eat. Dick got his own plate and came to sit next to her.
“So,” he began after a few bites, “What do you want to do today? Besides the photos.”
Kory took a sip of coffee, then replied, “We need to put the crib together.”
“Oh, right. Forgot about that.” Sexy time will have to wait.
“After that, maybe we can go out for lunch?” Kory suggested.
“Sure,” Dick agreed easily. “Have you still been craving hot fudge sundaes? We can get those, too.”
Kory’s eyes lit up. “Oh, yes!”
She finished her breakfast and got up to put her dishes in the sink. Her fork dropped on the floor, and she bent down to try to pick it up. Her perfect, round ass cheeks were right in Dick’s face. His eyes widened and he choked on his pancake. Still coughing, he jumped up to retrieve the fork.
“I got it, babe.”
He tossed the fork in the sink, then filled a glass of water to wash down the lump of pancake in his throat.
“Are you all right?” Kory asked, patting his back.
“Yeah,” he managed with a crooked smile. “I’ll clean up if you want to go take a shower.”
Kory headed for the bathroom, and Dick leaned back against the countertop, letting out a long breath through pursed lips.
“Give me strength,” he prayed to no one in particular, then turned his attention to the dishes.
Once the kitchen was clean, he found the box that contained the crib and opened it. He pulled out piece after piece of wood, a metal box spring, and a bag with what looked like a hundred pegs and screws. The instruction book was in the bottom. He flipped through it quickly, then set it aside.
“Ok, I’ve got this. No problem,” he muttered to himself.
“What was that?” Kory asked, leaning in the doorway wearing a robe.
He glanced up at her quickly from where he was crouched on the floor. “Nothing. I’m just getting started.” His eyes fixed on her cleavage showing at the opening of the robe.
“Can I help?” Kory asked, ignoring his stare.
“I’ll let you know if I need you,” Dick replied, beginning to sort the pieces by size. Boy, do I need you.
An hour later, Kory came back to check on his progress. Two crib walls were built, but Dick sat in the middle of the floor still surrounded by pieces, frustration etched into his features.
“How is it going?” Kory asked, though the answer was obviously not good.
“Something’s not right,” Dick growled.
“Where are the instructions?” Kory looked around the room.
Dick reached behind him, picked up the booklet, and handed it to her. Kory studied the diagrams closely.
“That part is upside down,” she pointed. Dick stood up to look at the diagram, then at the parts he had built.
“Ooh, you’re right.”
“I can read the instruction book to you, and you can do the building,” Kory suggested.
“Ok,” Dick sighed, starting to undo the screws and pegs.
Another hour later, they stood side by side, looking at the completed crib with pride.
“We did it!” Kory cheered. Dick wrapped his arm around her back and kissed her lips. Her tongue darted in and tickled the roof of his mouth with a little zing. He returned the favor, then pulled away to bury his face in her neck. He gave her a little nip. She was soft and warm and smelled good. Kory’s hand came up to rest on his chest. He dropped his head lower and nuzzled her swollen breasts.Then, his phone rang. He wanted so badly to ignore it, but he reluctantly pulled away to look at the phone.
Dammit, Jason, you have the worst timing!
He answered the call, and listened to Jason tell him about a lead he had on some smugglers that he wanted Dick’s help with later in the evening.
“All right, I’ll be there,” Dick promised. He ended the call, and informed Kory that he would be going to help Jason later. She looked disappointed.
“I was hoping we would have the whole day to ourselves.”
“I know, babe. Me, too.” Dick rubbed her cheek with his thumb.
“You could have said no.” Kory looked away, her eyes glossy with tears.
“It’s important, though,” he tried to explain. “We have to stop those weapons from getting into Gotham.”
“Can someone else not help Jason?” She blinked rapidly. She had been more prone to tears than usual lately due to the pregnancy hormones.
“I… don’t know. He must have asked me for a reason. Kory, I’m sorry.” Dick hugged her awkwardly around her pregnant belly. “I should have talked to you before saying yes. Forgive me?”
She considered a moment before saying, “Yes, I forgive you, but I am still a little upset.”
“That’s okay, I understand,” he said, rubbing her back soothingly. Kory wiped her eyes.
“I should get dressed so we can go to lunch. It is a 30 minute drive to that Italian place that I like.”
Dick nodded and let her go, feeling like a piece of trash for hurting her. He pulled out his phone and texted Jason.
D: can you take someone else with you tonight? kory wants me home
J: I see who wears the pants.
D: I’ve been pantsless since i was robin
kory actually prefers me pantsless
J: Don’t say shit like that. What the fuck is wrong with you?
D: lol
let me know if you find someone
J: If I end up going alone, and I die, my blood is on your hands.
D: ok jay
Kory’s mood lifted considerably after a big plate of spaghetti and some garlic breadsticks. Dick watched with a little smile as she sat back and sighed contentedly.
“Did you get enough?” he asked, twirling the last of his spaghetti around his fork.
She let out a little hiccup. “Yes, plenty.”
Dick moved from the seat across from her to the seat next to her so he could lay his hand gently on her belly. He didn’t feel any movement right now.
“Hi, Mar’i. Did you like the spaghetti, too?” he asked the baby.
“She is sleeping,” Kory said, resting her hand on top of Dick’s. He bent down to kiss her hand and then her belly.
The waiter brought the check, and Dick handed him his credit card.
“Now what, princess?” Dick asked, brushing her hair away from her face. “Too full for ice cream?”
“Definitely, but we can go for ice cream after the photoshoot.”
“Sounds like a plan.”
Dick’s phone chimed. He read the message, and his face lit up.
“Great news, babe! Jason got Roy to go with him tonight.”
Kory squealed and hugged his neck. “Finally, a night for just us!” she exclaimed, her face glowing.
“I’m all yours,” Dick said, giving her a squeeze.
Kory’s smile turned mischievous. “Whatever shall I do with you?”
“I have a few ideas,” Dick smirked.
After leaving the restaurant, Kory wanted to go shopping for some things for the baby: a carseat, stroller, and more clothes. She spent quite a while oohing and aahing over the cute baby girl clothes before selecting her favorites. As if Mar’i didn’t already have an entire wardrobe from the baby showers: one organized by Stephanie and the other by the Titans. Back at the apartment, Dick brought the load of baby items inside and put them in the nursery.
“We have just enough time to change for the photoshoot,” Kory called from the bedroom.
“Okay,” Dick answered before going into the bathroom. He took off his t-shirt and combed his hair. It was a bit too long, but he hadn’t had time to get it cut. He went to the bedroom to get his dress clothes from the closet. He froze in the doorway, his mouth agape, when he saw Kory. He completely lost his ability to think as all his blood rushed to his crotch. Kory was wearing a tight, strapless, red dress that showed off all of her delicious curves. She felt his eyes on her and turned towards him.
“Does it look alright?” She looked down at the dress.
“Y-yeah, better than alright,” Dick stammered, his voice husky. He stepped toward her.
“Come here, you sexy mama.” He pulled her in and kissed her hungrily, his hands roving over her body. She kissed him enthusiastically in return, tangling her fingers in his hair.
“You’ve been…mm… driving me wild… all day,” Dick groaned between open-mouthed kisses.
“I know,” she breathed as he palmed her ass, then squeezed the plump flesh. “Did you think I -ah- did not notice you devouring me with your eyes?”
Dick gasped out a laugh, followed by a moan as Kory dragged her nails down his back.
“We need to stop,” Kory breathed, still running her hands up and down his muscular back and down to his tight, rounded ass.
Dick stepped back slightly, panting. He gestured with both hands to the tent in his sweatpants.
“I’m -hah- pitching the Big Top here, babe. The circus is in town, and I’m ready to perform. I don’t think you want this-” He thrust his hips forward slightly. “-in your maternity photos, do you?”
Kory gazed at the bulge and bit her lip. “I will text the photographer and tell her we will be late.” She edged toward the dresser to get her phone. Dick moved with her, supporting her back with one hand while trailing hot kisses along her jaw and down her neck. Kory fumbled for the phone, finally managed to grab it, and unlocked the screen. Dick’s face was buried in her cleavage, his cock pressing on the underside of her belly.
“I could live here.” His muffled voice vibrated against her skin. Kory shivered and tried to focus on typing the message. As soon as she said, “Done,” Dick started hiking up the stretchy material of the dress. He inhaled sharply when he discovered she wasn’t wearing underwear. He dipped his hand down to tease her entrance with his finger.
“Oh,” he breathed, dragging his finger up to stroke her clit. “You’re wet for me already.”
“Always,” Kory murmured, green eyes glowing.
Dick lifted his glistening finger to his mouth and suckled it, eyes heavy-lidded and lustful. Kory tugged his pants down along with his boxers. His cock sprang free, thick, flushed, throbbing with need, wet at the tip. Dick hurriedly yanked the pants the rest of the way down, then kicked them to the side. She stroked his length, pulling a moan from his lips.
“God, Kory, you’re so hot, I could come just looking at you.”
“I want you inside,” she whispered next to his ear.
Dick grabbed her hips and turned her towards the bed.
“Bend over,” he commanded. Usually he would let Kory dom him, but he was too wound up for that. She rested her forearms on the bed, lifting her ass to give him access. He slapped one cheek and watched it jiggle with satisfaction. She wiggled her hips suggestively. Dick groaned and sank his teeth into her juicy ass cheek. Kory gasped. He knelt down and licked her satin pussy, then circled her clit. He continued moving his tongue skillfully up and down until she was squirming. Then he stood and buried his cock to the hilt in her dripping softness. They moaned loudly together. Every inch was ecstasy as he pulled back slowly, then thrust in again. He reached around her to cup her breasts. The feel of their weight in his hands sent another streak of arousal through his body.
“Holy fuck,” he muttered, his brain fogging. His hips picked up the pace, Kory letting out little gasps with each thrust. Her hand strayed down to rub her clit.
“If I’d known how hot you would look pregnant, I’d have knocked you up sooner,” he gritted, slamming into her. The words tumbled out without conscious thought. “As soon as this one’s born, I’m gonna get you pregnant again. We’re gonna have… so… many… babies,” he growled, punctuating each word with a snap of his hips. Kory stiffened a little at this unexpected declaration, but then was swept under by a wave of pleasure. She was close. A few seconds later, her love tunnel spasmed around Dick’s cock, causing it to explode. He pumped her full of cum as he cried out her name. Legs shaking, he laid his cheek against her back and let his hands drop. Kory laid her forehead on her arm as the aftershocks of her orgasm raced through her body. They rested for a minute, then Dick pulled out with a wet squelch, shuddering a little. He helped her stand upright, turn around, and sit on the edge of the bed. His face was flushed, and he didn’t meet her gaze.
“Are you all right?” he asked in a low voice.
“Yes,” she breathed.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” Dick ran his hand through his hair. For her entire pregnancy, he had been careful to be gentle with her during sex.
“No, it was good,” Kory reassured him, cupping his face in her hand. “Just because I am pregnant does not mean I am fragile.”
He finally met her eyes.
“I didn’t mean what I said. About…about getting you pregnant again right away. That was just… sex-crazed babble. You know how I run my mouth.” He gave her an apologetic smile.
“Yes, I know. You never stop talking, even during sex,” Kory agreed. She stated it as fact, without anger or frustration. Dick had to laugh at her straightforwardness.
“Well, we’d better get going.” He stood and offered her a hand up.
They were fifteen minutes late, but the photoshoot went well. The photographer couldn’t stop enthusing over how adorable they were together. She promised to email them the photos as soon as she finished editing them. As planned, Dick and Kory enjoyed hot fudge sundaes afterward. Back at the apartment, they had a nap, then dinner, then went a few more rounds in the bedroom. Afterward, they lay tangled in each other’s arms, exhausted.
“I’m so glad I’m here, instead of with Jason,” Dick commented, stroking his thumb lightly up and down on Kory’s arm.
“Me, too.”
They were silent for a few minutes. Dick thought Kory had dropped off to sleep until she asked, “Dick, how many children do you want? We never really talked about it before, since we did not even know if we could have children together. And when I found out I was pregnant with Mar’i, you did the freak out.”
“Yeah, this baby was a surprise for sure,” Dick said, rubbing her belly. Mar’i kicked underneath his palm. “I did freak out a little because I was worried about being a father.”
“You will be an excellent father for our little girl, I am certain of it,” Kory said earnestly, twining her fingers with his.
“Thanks, Kor.” He brushed his lips against her forehead. “As for how many kids, that’s really up to you. You’re the one who has to carry them. I would love to have a big family, but I’m not sure that’s practical. Even if we just have this one, I’ll still be happy.”
Kory hummed in response, her eyes closed. Dick gave her one more kiss.
“Good night, my love.”
Two Months Later
“Sh, sh, sh,” Dick soothed, patting baby Mar’i’s back as he paced the living room. The baby let out one more little cry before settling. He bounced her gently, coming to a stop in front of a large print of one of the photos from the maternity shoot. In the photo, Dick was kneeling in front of Kory, kissing her belly. Every time Dick looked at it hanging there, he couldn’t help but blush a little and let a smile tug at his lips.