awaiting the arrival chap two: second trimester ˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀
Pairing: Paige Bueckers x Azzi Fudd married au & Dallas Wings au click here to read chap one
synopsis: Paige vs being pregnant & pregnancy symptoms. Azzi being Paige's caregiver.
content warnings: fingering (p! receiving), mention of wet dream, public sex, teasing, lingering touches, porn with plot, possibility of getting caught in a bathroom, discussion of mental health & depression, having a fear/ discussion about pregnancy loss or a miscarriage. (it doesn't actually happen they just talk abt it), the rest is just fluff.
word count: 6.1k
authors note: It's finally here guys!! I honestly didn't think I would write a part two but... here we are. I hope you enjoy reading! And tell me your thoughts, please. <33 I really wanna know your thoughts about this chapter! Also it turns out it wasn’t a slump I was just writing too much smut 💀
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Paige was woken up from her slumber by the glow of the sunlight shining through the open windows by their bed.The blonde shifted a bit against her pregnancy pillow, trying to get comfortable to go back to sleep. She had been up all night last night and didn’t go to bed until 3 am.
A loud groan left her lips. She finally sat up, giving up on trying to go to sleep. “Babe, are you okay?” Azzi asked, waking up from her sleep when Paige started moving. Ever since Azzi found out Paige was pregnant, she became a light sleeper. If Paige threw up during the night she was there if Paige was eating a sweet treat at 12 am she was also there right by her side.
A pout formed on Paige's face. “No, I’m not okay. I can’t sleep because of that stupid widow,” she explained.
Azzi rubbed her eyes and got out of the bed. She went over to close the blinds, turning back to Paige to stretch her arms around her head letting out a yawn. “There you go honey. Are you hungry? Do you want me to make you something to eat? Or I can wait if you want to keep sleeping."
Paige had cut Azzi off. “No! I don’t wanna wait. Actually-, I’m not even tired anymore,” she said quickly.
“What do you want to eat?” Azzi giggled.
“Can you make me chocolate chip pancakes with some scrambled eggs? That sounds so good right now please baby.” Paige rubbed her stomach and batted her eyes at her wife. She swore she might actually cry if Azzi says ‘no.’ (but they both knew that wasn’t gonna happen. Azzi can’t say ‘no’ to her to save her life.)
Azzi let out a small hum. “How about we add some fruit on the side? Maybe some avocados or grapes. I know you have been loving green grapes recently.”
Paige’s shoulders lowered at that. “But babe. I’m already gonna have eggs on the side. That’s protein right there.” She whined.
Azzi crossed her arms over her chest raising an eyebrow. “How about three scrambled eggs and then you won't have to eat any fruit. For this morning,” she quickly added.
“Fine.” Paige mumbled, playfully rolling her eyes. She walked over to Azzi to give her a hug; butterflies filled her stomach when Azzi had rested her palm on her belly caressing the small belly bump that was there.
When she leaned in for a kiss Azzi had stopped her by resting her hand on her face. “Brush your teeth first and then I’ll kiss you,” she explained, giving Paige’s belly one last rub before pulling away to walk to the bathroom to do her morning routine.
Paige sat on the living room couch pouting – which wasn’t surprising. She was currently upset because she wanted to help Azzi with breakfast, but she was told to go sit on the couch to rest her feet. Her brows were wrinkled up, and her eyes were focused on the Criminal Minds episode that she had just put on.
Her mood switched like a light switch when Azzi walked over to her with a plate full of food in her hands. “Wait-, I thought we agreed on no fruit?” Paige said when the plate made contact with her lap.
“That’s there just in case you were still hungry after you finished the rest of your food.” Azzi waved off, sitting beside her with her plate of food as well. The two ate in silence even though Paige complained about the fruit she had eaten everything and gave Azzi a smile after.
“Thank you Azzi,” Paige said, leaning in to place a peck onto Azzi’s lips.
A sudden burst of energy ran through Paige's body around noon. She was currently home alone right now from Azzi having to go to the grocery store so there was only one possible thing she could do: clean the entire house. She switched the chancel to YouTube playing whatever music video popped up first on her tv.
The house smelled like lemons thirty minutes later Paige was now on her knees trying to wipe up a stain that was on the floor with a rag. Her arm burned from how hard she was scrambling and the hairs on the back of her neck stuck to her sweaty skin.
Paige started to grow annoyed when the stain wouldn't come off of the floor. She moved onto something else and started to wipe down the base boards with a wet rag. Just when Azzi had walked through the front door, she was already vacuuming the carpet in the living room - it was the last thing she needed to do. (And if she didn’t do it, she would go insane. It would bother her for the rest of the day.)
“Paige? What are you doing?” Azzi asked, dropping the bags that she was carrying onto the kitchen counter.
“Cleaning. What does it look like I’m doing?”
“It looks like you are nesting.”
Paige turned off the vacuum cleaner. “Something like that. I just got energized and decided to do some cleaning,” she shrugged, using her arm to wipe the sweat that was on her forehead.
Azzi walked over to Paige resting her hands on both the sides of her burning cheeks. “You need to sit down,” her voice was filled with panic. She tugged Paige over to the couch and helped her onto the cushion. She then walked over to the fridge and grabbed a cold bottle of water and walked back over to Paige. “Drink.”
“Azzi I’m fine,” Paige reassured after taking a large swig of water. She was breathing through her nose a little too hard for Azzi’s liking.
“I know it’s just-,” Azzi paused for a second, playing with her hands. “I just get nervous. I wanna make sure you and the baby are healthy. And I get kinda scared when I see you doing stuff like this,” she used her arms to wave around the room that was spotless.
A cheesy smile stretched across Paige’s face. “Oh, you love me,” she teased, wiggling her brows. She got up from her seat to wrap Azzi in a tight embrace. “I’m fine though. I promise.”
Azzi rested her hand on Paige’s stomach. Her other hand rested on the side of Paige’s face and her eyes were locked on Paige's dark blue ones. “I also just wanted to check up on you. I know it’s gonna be weird that you aren’t gonna be playing basketball this season and I wanted to know how you are adjusting to that.”
Her words caught Paige a little off guard. “I mean I’m sad about it, but I don't wanna risk anything. I know I’m really early into my pregnancy, but basketball is such a physical sport even if I just do team practices and workouts, I would still be risking losing our baby and I just can’t do that.” She didn’t add in the part where she would not be able to forgive herself if something were to happen because she was being stubborn and didn’t want to take time off.
Azzi nodded her head, moving her hand on Paige's stomach to her lower back. “I agree with you and I’m happy we are on the same page with that,” she stopped talking to help Paige back onto the couch so she could sit beside her. “I also wanted to ask you; do you want me to go on leave too?”
Paige’s eyes widened at that. “No-, babe. I don’t want to be the reason for that. You don’t have to do that.”
“Are you sure you're gonna be okay being home all the time? Or most of the time if you wanna put it that way.”
Paige licked her lips. “Honestly, I am scared about that part. I’ve never really taken a break. And you saw how bad it got when I tore my acl in college. Maybe I can still go to practice with you? I dont wanna be home all day just lying in bed. and I wouldn’t mind watching you in practice,” a smirk stretched across her face at the end of her sentence. She would love to get a front row seat of Azzi dripping in sweat during practice.
“I would love that. I was also scared that you were gonna become depressed since you wouldn’t be socializing like normal. I mean you don't have to go to practice every day you can still do stuff and get out of the house that was just an option. I would feel bad dragging you out of bed every morning at 6am.”
Paige rested her head on Azzi’s chest. “Nah-, It’s fine I wouldn’t mind. Plus, I would be able to annoy our friends during practice too,” she grinned, closing her eyes, breathing in Azzi’s perfume that she loved so much. It was comforting. It smelled like vanilla but faint vanilla not the strong smell one. Azzi also smelled like home - safety if you wanna call it that.
Azzi laughed, running her fingers through Paige’s half damp hair. “Come on, let’s go take a shower. You stink.”
“Wow, that’s actually crazy,” Paige said offensively.
“Okay, I’m sorry but still. And thank you for cleaning the house, it looks wonderful,” she said, pressing a kiss into Paige’s cheek and then her lips. She got up from her seat and helped Paige up, resting her hand on her lower back as they made their way to the bathroom.
Shivers ran down Paige’s spine from the praise. “You’re welcome,” she uttered back, trying to hide how flustered she got from Azzi's words.
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(15 - 16 weeks)
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Paige and Azzi walked into practice side by side. Azzi was carrying her practice bag along with a purple lunch box that was filled with all types of snacks to keep Paige satisfied for the next two hours. They stopped at one of the chairs on the sidelines right across from where the team would be practicing.
“I’ll be out in a few minutes,” Azzi said, setting the lunch box on the ground along with Paige’s water bottle. She wrapped her arms around Paige’s waist, one hand in particular rested on Paige's lower stomach against the bump that was more visible than last week.
She couldn’t take her eyes off of Paige’s stomach. Paige was wearing a crop top that stopped in the middle of her bump. The skin of her lower stomach was on display along with her hip bones. Paige caught Azzi staring and smirked. “Go get changed,” she smirked, feeling confident from how Azzi was currently eyeing her.
Azzi licked her lips, pressing a kiss onto Paige’s lips. “Love you,” she said, giving Paige’s lower back a last rub before walking away completely and going into the locker room.
“I love you too,” Paige responded, settling in the cold metal chair. Her legs were wide open and a small plastic container that was filled with red apples was in her lap. She munched on them, scrolling on her phone waiting for everyone to come back into the gym.
“Wassup Paige,” someone said, causing Paige to jump a little.
“God-, don’t scare me like that,” Paige mumbled, giving Maddy a look. She turned off her phone and slid it into her pants pocket.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to. How have you been?” Maddy asked, taking a seat right next to her.
Paige let out a sigh and slouched back into her seat. “I’ve been good. I’m less nauseous now which is good and I’ve been having more energy.”
Maddy nodded her head. “That’s good. Azzi has told us stories about how she would run errands and then come home to you cleaning the house like a clean freak,” she giggled, taking one of the apples that was in the container.
Paige gave Maddy a playful look at that. “Bro-, It’s not even that bad,” she grumbled, crossing her arms in front of her chest. Her face whined a little in pain at how she hit her tender boobs in the process without meaning to.
“I literally walked in one day to you reorganizing and cleaning out the draws in the kitchen,” Azzi said, joining their conversion.
“It wasn’t even bad and they needed it,” Paige said again.
“At one point you started cleaning the ceiling.”
Paige pouted at that. “There was a stain on it. Azzi, I had to clean it you don’t understand,” the other two girls laughed at her thinking that she was joking but she was being dead serious.
Sadly, their conversation was ruined when Jose walked into the room with a clip board in his hands. “Alright everyone huddle up,” he shouted, clapping his hand.
Azzi leaned over to Paige pressing a kiss onto her cheek before she made her way to the circle of players. Paige watched Azzi weave through basketball drills it wasn’t until that moment she realized something she really did have a thing for Azzi being covered in sweat.
She rested her palm on her stomach, licking her lips watching the way her wife's arms flexed when she tightened the ponytail in her hair. Paige squeezed her legs together she couldn’t help but think about Azzi holding her against the mattress fucking her until she cried.
“Yo, Paige!” Arike shouted, bringing Paige back to reality. “You good? You look like you are gonna pounce on Azzi at any second,” she teased.
Arike’s words made Azzi snap her head over to her. Her eyes looked at Paige up and down clocking how turned on and flustered her wife was.
Paige gave Arike a look. “Mind your business,” she shot back.
Azzi just laughed and shook her head. “It’s okay babe.” she reassured, bouncing the ball that was in her hands. She was gonna tease Paige as well, but the look Paige had given her as well caused her not to. The last thing she wanted to do tonight was sleep on the couch.
Later that night Paige had made herself at home in her bed with a book in her lap. It wasn’t one of the books Azzi read, it was one about parenting. That gave advice for future moms. She leaned over to her nightstand and took a sip of water out of her water bottle - that Azzi had just refilled for her.
“Here you go babe. Drink this,” Azzi said, entering the room with a hot mug in her hands. She placed it down on Paige’s nightstand and then got onto the bed to make herself comfortable.
“What is it?” Paige asked, picking up the mug to inspect it. Her nose wrinkled at the smell.
“It’s a herd tea. It’s supposed to be good for pregnant women.”
Paige narrowed her eyes at that. “Really?” She laughed.
Azzi nodded her head. “Mhm. Now drink it,” she said, scooting more into Paige’s personal space. Their legs were now tangled together, and her palm was resting on Paige’s stomach.
She smiled watching as Paige did exactly what she told her to do. The tips of her fingers skimmed over the softness of Paige’s stomach.
Azzi shot up from the bed when she felt a little kick under her palm. It was light and soft. “I think the baby just kicked or moved,” she said excitedly.
She moved down to the foot of the bed making herself comfortable in between Paige’s legs. Her eyes glistened with excitement when she looked up at Paige. She went back to rest her hands on Paige’s stomach hoping that their baby would kick again.
“Really? I could hardly feel it,” Paige said, setting the mug down to rest her hands over Azzi’s
Azzi didn’t reply; she just focused her eyes back down to Paige’s stomach. “Hey baby, I love you so much. I can’t wait to meet you in a few months,” Azzi said softly to Paige’s stomach.
Paige smiled down at her feeling her heart flutter in her chest. She listened as Azzi continued talking to their baby babbling about practice and other things. A giggle left her lips when Azzi pressed a kiss over where she had felt the little kick.
That night Azzi fell asleep in between Paige’s leg, her face was turned to Paige’s stomach, and her head was rested against Paige’s inner thighs. Her hand stayed on Paige’s lower stomach while one of Paige’s hands was in her curly hair every now and then she would run her fingers through it in her sleep.
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(17 - 18 weeks)
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The loud thumping sound ran through the apartment from rain hitting the windows. Paige was cleaning up the small mess in the living room while Azzi was in the kitchen making grilled cheese and tomato soup.
Paige’s hand rested on her lower stomach as she bent down to grab something. A grunt left her mouth and sat down on the couch with a sigh. She grabbed the tv remote beside her, putting on a show for her and Azzi to watch.
“Azzi, do you need help?”
“No honey, I’m good. I’m plating the food right now,” Azzi yelled back.
She smiled when a few minutes later Azzi came into view with two plates in her hands. “Be careful,” Azzi said, putting down Paige’s plate that had a small bowl on top of it filled with soup.
“Thank you,” Paige said, pressing a kiss onto Azzi’s cheek and then started eating.
Whenever they were done, they started cuddling Azzi had her palm on Paige’s stomach rubbing it while Paige’s head was on her chest.
Azzi loved days like this when there was no practice, and she got to spend quality time with her wife. There were no lights on in the living room except the light coming from the tv and the burning candle in front of them.
Just when Azzi had taken her hand off of Paige’s stomach Paige jumped up. “What’s wrong?” Azzi asked, her voice was filled with panic. Her eyes scanned over Paige’s body trying to figure out why Paige just did that.
“The baby kicked,” Paige told her, her eyes wide. She moved her hand down to feel around her stomach trying to get their baby to kick again. Paige’s heart was beating out of her chest. And her fingers shook with excitement.
“No way,” Azzi gasped, resting her hand on Paige’s stomach to caress it.
Paige sniffled a bit. “Are you crying?”
“Leave me alone it’s these damn pregnancy mood swings,” Paige grumbled, wiping her eyes.
Azzi giggled and leaned forward to press a kiss onto Paige’s lips. “I love you,” she whispered, looking at Paige with lovesick eyes before going back in for another kiss.
Paige grabbed onto the side of Azzi’s face trying to pull her in more and deepen the kiss. She groaned against Azzi's plumped lips. Just when she was starting to get lost in the kiss, she felt another kick in her stomach making her pull away.
“I just got cock blocked by my own kid,” Paige grumbled with a pout.
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(Fast forward to 21 - 22 weeks)
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The sound of people shouting surrounded Paige. She sat at the end of the bench in black baggy sweats and a white oversized shirt that hid her bump. Her eyes were locked on the court watching her teammates get ready to start their first basketball game of the season.
She took a sip of her water and wiped her mouth. She was already a little mad because her jeans that she wanted to wear today didn’t fit her and because of how Azzi had been teasing her all day.
This morning she woke up to Azzi’s palm practically on her crotch cupping her through the shorts she was wearing. When Azzi woke up, she just laughed and moved her hand away. She didn’t acknowledge the way her hips were bucked into her hand.
Then when she was getting something out of the fridge Azzi came up behind her lightly grabbing at her breasts. “They have gotten so big now I don’t know what to do anymore.”
Paige snapped her head over at Azzi. “Stop teasing me,” she whispered she was not in the mood to be teased. Paige swore she has never been so horny in her life recently every time she saw Azzi she just wanted to jump on her. (Well, it was like that before she got pregnant but still.)
But now Paige was sitting on a chair that made her back ache. Her body was already hurting and on top of that Azzi hadn't touched her the way she wanted her to touch her. A pout formed on her lips, every now and then she would squeeze her legs together watching the way Azzi’s arms flexed when she dribbled the ball.
Fuck my life, Paige thought. She had to actually hold herself back when Azzi was now standing in front of her. Sweat dripped from Azzi’s neck down to her shoulders and the curls on the back of her neck stuck to her skin. Paige was about to combust. And it was only the first quarter.
It got worse when Azzi got subbed out the last two minutes of the quarter. She walked down the sideline high fiving her teammates not having a clue about the mess she caused in between Paige’s legs.
She took a seat next to Paige and happily took her water bottle from the trainer. “You okay babe? Your sweating,” Azzi said after she took a big swig of her water.
Paige gripped the side of her chair. She turned to look at Azzi with a hard stare. Her eyes traveled from Azzi’s eyes down to the sweat that was visible on her chest. “M’fine,” Paige shrugged off, trying to slouch more back into her chair to get comfortable.
“You don’t look fine.”
Paige blinked. “Um-, I’m just hungry,” she lied, licking her lips.
Azzi turned her head back at that and made eye contact with a trainer. “Can you grab that glass container that was filled with fruit and slim Jim’s please?” She asked, holding her hand out to grab the container when they gave it to her.
“You actually brought that?” Paige asked, shaking her head a little.
“Yes, of course I did,” Azzi said, taking the lid off and giving the container to Paige. “Now eat. I don’t want you to be hungry any longer. You and the baby need food.”
Right when Paige was gonna open her mouth Azzi got called to be subbed back in. Paige let out a sigh, slouching her shoulders in defeat.
By halftime Paige was on the edge of her seat tempted to go pull Azzi off of the court. When the buzzer went off Paige jumped out of her seat and grabbed Azzi’s by the arm when they had huddled up.
Azzi didn’t question the touch; she just allowed Paige to feel over her sweaty arm not even paying attention to what Jose was talking about. They walked side by side in the direction of the locker room.
“Shit-,” Paige hissed, holding her stomach.
“Paige? Are you okay?” Azzi asked, fear filled her voice. A few of their other teammates had looked at them because of how loud Azzi had spoken.
“You good p?”
“Azzi, can you come with me please?” Paige asked, grabbed at her wrist trying to tug her in the direction of the bathrooms were.
Azzi glanced at Jose. “I’ll be back in a second,” she said, allowing Paige to tug her to the bathroom. She didn’t wait for anyone to say anything back nor did she care. Azzi watched as Paige looked around making sure no one was around so they could slip in the family bathroom.
“What’s wrong Paige? Are you okay? Why are we in the bathroom?”
Paige didn’t answer her questions, she just grabbed azzi by the side of her face and pulled her in for a kiss. Butterflies filled Paige’s stomach at how Azzi’s palm instantly went down to her bump from muscle memory.
“Hm,” Paige moaned into Azzi’s mouth. She ran her fingers through Azzi’s damp curls messing up the slick back bun she had.
Paige’s body shook at the feeling of Azzi’s other hand traveling to her lower back. A whine left her mouth when Azzi pulled away from the kiss, licking her lips.
“So…are you going to tell me what happened back there?”
Paige rolled her eyes. She swore she was going to explode. “Babe please,” she whined, batting her eyes at Azzi. She couldn’t even find the words she was looking for all she cared about was having Azzi’s lips on hers.
Azzi shook her head. “Nah, tell me what happened back there. Are you and the baby okay?”
The way Azzi's voice sounded right now made Paige squeeze her legs together. “Me and the baby are fine. I just need you please,” she whispered that last part like she was embarrassed.
Oh, Azzi thought. She smirked at Paige, “Yeah? You need me?” she teased, earning a small slap on her shoulder.
“Azzi we are killing time,” Paige hissed, giving her a look. She was now walking back up against the wall from Azzi cornering her. She wrapped her arms around Azzi’s neck when Azzi had slipped her hand under her sweatpants.
“Fuck, your so wet.”
Paige nodded her head, tilting it back against the wall. “Mhm, I told you I need you - badly.” Her eyes fluttered shut as Azzi’s hand made contact with her heat cupping her with her palm allowing all of her juices to coat her hand.
“I didn’t know it was this bad,” Azzi said into Paige’s ear, running her fingers through Paige’s folds. The warm light above their heads shone onto their bodies; the only thing you could hear was the ac vent and Paige's shaky breaths.
“You looked a little too good on the court,” Paige hissed, knees locking when Azzi pushed in one of her fingers through her entrance. “Damn-, at least give me a warning next time,” she grunted, acting as if she wasn’t trying to grind her hips down to get Azzi’s finger deeper inside of her.
Azzi ignored her and started to press kisses down the side of Paige’s neck. She sucked on a spot in particular - the spot that always drove Paige crazy. A hum sound muffled against Paige’s skin and her finger started to move pushing into Paige deeper.
Paige moaned and slowly started to grind her hips down at a slow pace. Her body shook and the movement had caused Azzi’s finger to push up against that spot that made her eyes flutter. “Fuck-, right there Azzi don’t stop,” she cried, wrapping her arms around Azzi’s neck tighter and shoved Azzi’s head more into her neck.
“Does that feel good?” Azzi asked, letting go of Paige’s skin, sticking her tongue out the lick over the red skin. Her lips were curved up against the pale skin and a sense of pride kicked in from the wet noises - that she caused - were coming from in between Paige’s legs.
A grunt came from above her head. “Yes, it does.” Paige cried, her face was scrunched and her legs were starting to shake. She almost lost it when Azzi pushed in a second finger stretching out her entrance even more. “Fuck Azzi-”
Azzi quickly moved her free hand from Paige’s stomach to over her mouth, muffling out the moans that were coming out of Paige’s lips - uncontrollably. “Shh, you gotta be quiet for me. Can you be a good girl and do that?”
Paige nodded her head fast; her eyes were now wide open making direct eye contact with Azzi’s eyes. Her heart was beating so fast like she got done running a mile and butterflies filled her stomach. Not that Paige would ever admit it, but she gets a rush every time she and Azzi do something like this where they had the chance to get caught.
Her eyes to the back of her head now the feeling of Azzi hitting her g-spot every time she fucks her started to become overpowering. A loud cry escaped Paige’s mouth when Azzi had curled her fingers fucking her like she was angry.
Azzi smirked at Paige’s reaction. “Do you think you can take a third?”
Oh, she’s tryin’ to kill me, Paige thought. Her throat ran dry at Azzi’s question. “Mhm, I think so,” her voice was shaky and low.
“Oh-, fuck. That feels so good. Keep goin-,” Azzi had to cut Paige off. She was talking too loudly that it started echoing off of the bathroom walls.
“Honey, be quiet or I’m gonna have to stop.”
A cry left Paige’s mouth at that. She shook her head against Azzi’s hand, her words muffling out into Azzi’s palm. Paige tilted her head back more; her hips eventually went to a complete stop she was tired she let Azzi do all the work.
“Good girl,” Azzi praised when Paige held in her hands. She had to unwrap one of her hands from Azzi’s neck so she could bite into the skin. Paige started to become lightheaded and the coil in her lower stomach started to form and at this point Azzi was holding up her body.
Azzi could tell by Paige's facial expressions and body language that she was close. She speeded up her fingers, curling them deeper. She panted into Paige’s neck, whispering praises into Paige’s ear knowing what that does to her.
Paige moaned loudly, bucking her hips up forward and her legs closed a bit around Azzi’s hand. Her arousal coated Azzi’s digits and her entrance clamped hard around the fingers inside of her. Azzi slowly took her fingers out bringing them up to her mouth to suck them clean. She pressed a kiss in the center of Paige’s forehead and on her temple.
“You okay?”
“Yeah, just give me a second,” Paige responded, trying to catch her breath.
Azzi nodded her head. “Okay, we need to leave in a bit before everyone starts wondering why we are taking so long.”
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Azzi grunted when someone shook her shoulder. She licked her lips, snuggling into her pillow more and her breath started to even out. Her eyebrows frowned when someone shook her again for the second time.
“Azzi,” Paige whined, whispering in her ear.
“Hm?”
There was silence for a second. “Please wake up,” Paige pleaded, pressing kisses onto her wife’s cheek.
Azzi moved a little. “Go back to sleep honey,” she said, her voice was raspy and filled with sleepiness. A hand had made contact with Paige's back trying to help her fall back asleep.
“Babe, please.”
The way Paige sounded so needy made Azzi finally open her eyes. “What’s wrong my love?” she asked, rubbing eyes and stared at Paige in the dark. She could see Paige’s shadow. Paige was sitting on her knees with her hands out in front of her.
“I had a dream that you ate me out and then we got ice cream after.”
She cannot be serious right now, Azzi thought. “That sounds like an amazing dream,” she teased. She couldn’t help herself.
Paige lightly slapped her arm. “Azzi. This is serious. And the baby kicked too when I woke up so that’s also a sign,” she said, crossing her arms over her chest.
Azzi laughed. “Yeah? Exactly how is that a sign?”
“Can you stop asking so many questions and just help me? I need you,” Paige whined, crawling over to Azzi to straddle her waist. Her hands started to massage Azzi’s tense shoulders, kneading at the knot that was underneath her skin. “See you seem tense too, let me help with that.”
Azzi moved her hands to Paige’s belly, “Say please,” she said, looking up at Paige with a smirk.
“Please, pretty please.” Paige begged leaning down to press multiple kisses onto Azzi’s face trying to get her to give in. A big smile stretched on her face when Azzi started to sit up and repositioned her so that now she was laying on her back. “Thank you,” she said, wrapping her arms around Azzi’s waist.
“Of course, I could never say no to you,” Azzi mumbled into Paige’s neck trailing kisses down to her breasts.
“I know.”
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(Week 25 - 26)
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Paige waddled over to one side of the room grabbing some of the decorations that needed to be hung up. She took some pink balloons out of a package and started blowing them up. On her third one a hand on her shoulder stopped her from proceeding to blow it up.
“Go sit down baby. I got it,” Azzi said, rubbing her arm.
Paige didn’t even try to argue; she walked over to the couch to rest her back. Being pregnant had really taken a toll on her body. Her back was sore constantly, and she hasn’t been sleeping well the past few nights. Their baby - that they still didn’t know the gender of - had been moving around like crazy and kicking.
“Thank you,” Paige said, when she realized Azzi was holding out a water bottle for her to take. She took a big swallow of it. “How much left do we have to set up?”
“Just these balloons, all the decorations outside are finished,” Azzi said, blowing up the last two balloons. She then walked over to Paige and sat down beside her. “How's the baby?” she asked, pressing her hand against Paige's stomach that was covered by her shirt.
“They won’t stop kicking,” Paige complained just after she said that she felt a jab in her ribs. Those pregnancy books didn’t make it sound this bad.
Azzi pouted. She got on her knees, “baby, you need to calm down. Be nice to your mama. She’s tired,” she said to Paige’s stomach. Azzi leaned forward to press a kiss onto Paige’s stomach; she smiled when she felt a small kick against her lips.
She offered her hand out for Paige to grab when she got back up. “Here turn away from me I’m gonna try something,” Azzi said, helping Paige up and off of the couch and turning her so her back was against her front. Azzi rested both of her palms on Paige’s lower stomach she gently lifted Paige’s bump bringing the weight of their baby off of her pelvic area.
“Fuck, that feels good,” Paige groaned, resting her back more up against Azzi’s front. It was nice not feeling so much pressure on her bladder. (or that’s what it felt like)
Azzi pressed kisses down the side of Paige’s neck, “I read that this reliefs a lot of pressure. It’s gonna really come in handy a few weeks before you give birth, but I know you have been going through it recently.”
“Thank you I needed that,” Paige said when Azzi lifted her bump back down being extra careful. She grabbed Azzi’s face to kiss her lips.
“Come on, I’m pretty sure I just heard a car pull up outside,” Azzi said, grabbing Paige's hand to lead her out. Paige took a big inhale mentally preparing herself to socialize.
Just a little over an hour everyone had shown up. Paige and Azzi were now standing at a table with a cake in front of them. They hadn't even cut the cake yet and Paige was already crying. Azzi turned to wipe Paige’s tears, “What’s wrong?” She whispered, taking her attention off of the audience in front of them.
Paige shook her head. “Nothing, it's just hormones.” she responded. Her hand shook when she and Azzi grabbed at the knife. She and Azzi looked up at the sky as they cut the cake. Tears streamed down Paige’s face automatically when she looked down.
“Azzi we are having a girl,” she cried, shaking her wife’s arm.
Azzi wrapped her arms around Paige, pressing multiple kisses on her cheek. She moved her other hand down to rest on Paige’s bump. “I’m so happy,” Azzi cried, pressing her temple against Paige’s.
She just looked down at the pink cake in front of them still taking everything in. Azzi smiled big at the phone her mom was holding sneakily, her free hand dragged over the frosting of the cake and wiped it across Paige’s nose.
“Azzi,” Paige hissed.
“Sorry,” She responded, wiping some icing over Paige’s lips as well before interlocking them with hers. The kiss was slow but also passionate. Both of them were still aware of their surroundings which wasn’t hard considering all of the screaming people. Azzi pulled away, licking her lips.
Yeah, this was definitely one of the best days ever.
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authors note: mind you, idk shit about pregnancy 💔 I did research, but I was still lost but anyways. I’m sorry about the rushed ending I was half asleep writing it. don’t forget to tell me your thoughts. :)) or tell me about your favorite scene in this story it doesn't matter. I just need motivation to start part three
