Date Night [Explicit Content]

Posted on 02 Aug 2026 @ 3:12am by Lieutenant JG Todd Hewitt & Lieutenant Margeurite "Maggie" LeFebvre

5,463 words; about a 27 minute read

Mission: General Sim Postings
Location: Various
Timeline: Current

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Maggie and Todd were having a date night. Maggie was a bit nervous; they needed to talk about things and she hated that. She just wanted to float through her life with the only worries being what color lipstick to wear next.

But here they were.

She was late; she had stayed late at the hangars, making sure the pilots for Beta Shift were prepped. So she quickly took a sonic shower, and then got dressed while Todd did...whatever it was he did.

Finally, she was ready to go.

"The lounge or mess hall??" She asked.

"The lounge." Todd was in the current position of 'planking' himself on the table top. He exercised his muscles, ensuring they would be broadened for their date to impress Maggie as usual.

"I find the mess is a real mess when you're trying to relax. Seeing all those rushed meals before shifts, or tired faces after a shift. Nah. Let's listen to some music, candlelight. You feel it too, Mags?" Hewitt stated.

Maggie nodded. "Sure," she said. "Lead the way," she said, following him out. "Your muscles are getting bigger," she noted, smiling at him.

Todd grinned at the compliment and rolled his shoulder. "Thanks, Mags. Extra gym time's paying off."

She laughed. "Yeah. Pretty soon, I'll only be walking or swimming. Doc thinks running is too much. He called me advanced maternal age," she said, indignant at the implication that she was old. She looked it up later, and it explained that anyone over 25 was considered to be advanced maternal age because they were closer to menopause. She understood, she just still hated it.



- Tomcat Lounge -

Todd entered the lounge as the door hissed open. Then led Maggie straight to a quiet table by the viewport. Soft jazz and candlelight filled the space. "This beats the mess. No crowds, just us... Drink first, or we talk?" He

He sat down, flashing her an easy smile while watching the nerves she was trying to hide.


"Drink first," she said. "Lemonade, if they have it," she said. She sighed. She missed wine but she understood that she'd need to make some changes. And she'd started to eat more, at least. "And maybe the chicken dinner," she said.

Todd gave her a soft, proud smile and rubbed her back gently. “Lemonade for you, coming right up. And the chicken dinner sounds perfect.”

He caught the server’s eye and ordered clearly. “One lemonade for my wife, the chicken dinner for her, and I’ll have a Labatt. Send the dinners over in about twenty-five minutes so we can relax and enjoy the evening.”

Turning back to her, he brushed a strand of hair from her face, his hand lingering warmly. “I know you miss the wine, but you’re doing great. I’ve got you both. Always.”

Maggie smiled. "Thank you," she said. "I love you."


He settled in beside her, happy to take care of his growing family.

"So." He waited a moment to take in the calm view and the dining experience with his wife-to-be. "Want to talk about our parents. I still have not told mine. Not that I'm afraid, just. I want to speak to you as my equal, as I want to talk first."

Hewitt said, looking at Maggie's beautiful face, even if she was a bit tired, she was in Todd's eyes the most beautiful Woman he had ever met.

Maggie smiled. "I know you do," she said. "I still haven't told my mother," she said. "Tell me about your folks," she said, leaning in to listen.

"Parents. My parents?" He replied to Maggie, stalling time to think of a reply that would sound mild to who they really were as characters on El-Auria.

"What would you like to know, Maggie?" Hewitt cocked his head to the side.

"Just...what are they like? Will they be OK with us marrying? Having a baby so soon?"

“Maggie…” He replied. “On El-Auria. My parents are Ariana and Dane. My Mother, my Father respectively.”
Just then, the male lounge server came to the table with their requested drinks. “For you. A lemonaide.” It was chilled with a slice of lime on the rim.

“For you. Your beer.” The server set down the drink in a brown glass bottle. It was also chilled.

“Thank you.” Hewitt had replied. He then waited a moment before he returned to Maggies question. “My Mother is a environmental biologist. My Father is a bio farm engineer. The both of them would be very pleased to find that I have found someone that I truly love as much, as I love you Maggie.” He popped the top of the beer as he continued.

“My parents have been waiting 100 years for me to find the right one. I am considered young, however my parents are very social forward for El Auria. The older I get, the older that they have to be to have a child.”

"Well. They get one now," she said. "How are we going to handle your aging?? I will be dead long before you," she said. "I guess we have time," she said.

"Your parents sound wonderful. I can't wait to meet them. My mother never worked much; after my father died, we drifted around. My uncle lives on Alpha Centauri. He was my only male figure," she said. "He was the one who taught me to fly. He was a bush pilot for Civil Cargo Services," she explained.

Their food arrive shortly.

"We also need to think of a name. People are asking, and it's weird to just call it "baby." I have the gender appointment next week with Ross," she said.

Hewitt cocked his head to the side. “I have made my decision regarding my El Aurian life. I am to die with you. I cannot bear to live without you.” Todd stated. “It wouldn’t be fair. As well. I will take degenerative hormones. I have discussed with Dr. Ross and other Federation specialists. I will age as you age naturally. Together.”

“That is fascinating. I would love to meet your parents, Maggie. They sound like very good people. Thus, I would like my parents to meet you. It would be my honour.” He smiled.
Just then, the dinner arrived at Maggie and Todd’s table.

“Lieutenants. Here are your chicken dinners with roasted potatoes. Side salads as well.” The male server then placed the table for each.

“I would like to be with you when you meet Dr. Ross for the gender determination. If you will have me.” Todd asked.


"I don't know if I am ok with that," she said. "It's tradition. As long as you're ok with it..." She said. She sighed a little. She hated that he had to change his traditions for her. Of course, she was giving up things, too but still.

"My mom will probably come when I get closer to delivering," she said. "But you can meet her next time we're docked somewhere," she promised.

"And of course you can come with me. You're the father, you SHOULD be there!" She rolled her eyes.

"What should we name this thing? I feel like "baby" is kinda...dumb."

Todd noticed the eye rolls from Maggie. He didn't want their child called 'Baby' either. He was a bit confused at this behaviour he had never experienced before from Maggie. It had concerns for him.

He placed out his hand on the table, disregarding their placed dinner on the table. "Maggie. Are you ok?" He held her petit hand in to his larger one... "I do not want our child to be called Baby as well. This is why I communicate to you." Todd was a bit perplexed.

She sighed. Communication was important, she knew. But she struggled with sharing her feelings, even with Todd.

"I am sorry. I am still not used it to yet. None of it. Not being married, not the pregnancy, not living together. I know we need time, but it feels like it's moving too fast and I get dizzy. Flying planes is MUCH easier. Anyway, what I meant was that you shouldn't be silly. OF COURSE I would want you to come to medical appointments about the baby. If for no other reason than to keep me from socking Ross in his cute face," she said.

She lit up again.

"What do you think about Calliopie for a girl? And I once read about an El Aurian called Talin. I like that. Pay homage to your heritage. Because, of course, it'll look like me," she giggled to let him know she was kidding.

Hewitt’s expression shifted, a dry edge creeping into his voice as he addressed the earlier comment. “Ross. His face… is cute?” He let the words hang for a moment before adding, with clear disbelief, “I do not see how his face is cute.”'


For an El-Aurian, it was a pointed observation.

“If you say so,” he grunted, rolling one broad shoulder. “But I will sock it to him with pleasure, then. When you wish.”

Maggie laughed. "I hope you don't find him cute," she said. "I mean more like a cutesy face. It's smug, I guess," she said.

He let the subject of Ross drop and turned his attention to the names they had been discussing. “As for Talin… that is a very fine name. I heard it spoken of on El-Auria before. It is not common there. It would suit a son well.”

Hewitt grew thoughtful, his large hand resting on the table. A son. He would have much to pass on—teaching him the fourteen paths of the Risen, just as his own father had done.

“Calliopie, for a girl…” He tilted his head, considering. “It carries a French resonance. Or at least a background that would honour your own heritage, would it not? I like it. It is a respectful name for a daughter.”

She beamed. "I think so, too," she said. "We have time to decide," she said.

He gently interlaced his fingers with hers, his tattooed forearm resting easily on the table between them. His touch was careful, almost reverent.

“Maggie, I understand,” he said quietly. “You plan your future around the fighter pilot’s chair. I plan mine around engineering. One day, I hope to stand as Chief Engineer.” A small, hopeful smile touched his mouth. “Us… finding each other… I know you need time. Even with the child, even with everything that has happened... We can take this at the pace that feels right. We can welcome the child first. Marriage can come later, in a year or two, when we are ready. There is no need to rush it all at once.”

Hewitt’s thumb brushed lightly over her knuckles. “It would be good to focus on the child and our duties. I can cover shifts when you are on the deck, and you can take over for me during my engineering rotations. We also have the virtual nanny. I have already added several holo-imagers to our new quarters so the system can keep a proper eye on things while we work.”
He met her eyes, a soft twinkle there despite the weight of it all.

“I feel this new world too,” he admitted. “It is… much. But we do not have to carry it alone.”

Maggie nodded. She was more worried about later. One of them would either have to transfer to the Base or trust one of their parents with the baby. Neither of those options seemed good.

"I would like that. We have our whole lives, and time to plan. I will probably not advance much; I don't have any ambition to be a commanding officer. Too much paperwork. I just want to fly as long as I can," she said. That was her passion. The rest of it was just part of the job.

"Now, let's eat because I gotta keep this kid happy," she said. "And healthy. And me, too."

He gave her hand one last gentle squeeze before letting go so they could both eat.

“I’m really glad,” he said quietly, the relief clear in his voice. “I feel better knowing we’re on the same page. We don’t have to solve everything tonight. We’ve got time.”

His own stomach chose that exact moment to growl softly. Hewitt chuckled, a little sheepish but clearly ready to move forward.

“And yes… let’s eat,” he agreed, already reaching for his own plate. “I’m starving too. If keeping this kid happy means we both get some food in us, then I’m all in.”

He picked up his utensils and glanced at her with that same soft twinkle in his eyes, the earlier weight replaced by something lighter and warmer between them.

She smiled at him.

"After this, take me home," she said, in a flirty tone. She ate her meal, and had her lemonade. She was getting more and more comfortable with the idea of being a mother.

Hewitt’s slow, dangerous smile spread across his face the second those words left her lips.

“Take you home?” he repeated, voice dropping into that low, velvet register that always made her stomach flip. He pushed his empty plate aside and stood in one smooth motion, rolling his broad shoulders like he was still showing off for her. “Mags… I thought you’d never ask.”

He came around the table, offering both hands. When she took them, he didn’t just help her up — he pulled her in until her growing belly brushed against his hard stomach. One large hand settled possessively at the small of her back while the other cupped her jaw, thumb stroking her cheek.

“Fair warning, Lieutenant,” he murmured, lips barely an inch from hers, “once I get you through that door, I’m not letting you out of my arms until you’re good and thoroughly reminded who put that little troublemaker in there.”

- The Hewitt Quarters -

They left the lounge with his arm wrapped firmly around her waist, his thumb tracing lazy circles against her side. Every few steps he’d lean down and murmur something ridiculous and sweet against her hair... How she was glowing, how the chicken dinner had clearly gone straight to her “already perfect” ass! How he was counting the minutes until he could get his hands on her properly.

By the time they reached their quarters, Maggie was flushed and smiling.

The door hissed open.

Hewitt didn’t give her a chance to walk inside.

In one effortless motion he scooped her up bridal-style, one arm under her knees, the other cradling her back like she weighed nothing. She let out a surprised little squeak that turned into laughter.

“Doctor’s orders,” he said smugly, carrying her over the threshold like it was the most natural thing in the world. “Plus I like the way you fit here. And I really like the way you’re looking at me right now.”

He kicked the door shut behind them with his boot.

The rest of the meal went fast, both thinking of the evening ahead. When they got to the door, Todd swept her off her feet-literally, and carried her in.

"To the bedroom!" She said. She smiled at him again. He was so sexy! She was lucky to have found him.

Hewitt’s hand continued its unhurried descent, fingertips tracing Maggie's petite frame before slipping lower. With exquisite care, he cupped her warmth, his thumb brushing lightly over her most sensitive part in slow, knowing circles. Deliberate, skillful strokes that coaxed and savoured every responsive quiver of her body.

Todd watched Maggie's face with dark, adoring eyes, drinking in her every gasp and tremble. “So perfect for me,” he whispered, voice rough with desire, his large frame still sheltering her as he drew her deeper into the intimate rhythm... His fingers moved with masterful patience, building a slow, intoxicating fire until she was lost in the exquisite pleasure only Todd could give.

She sighed with lust as Todd began to undress her, and then moved his hand between her legs and she bucked forward slightly, her legs quivering.

Hewitt’s hand continued its unhurried descent, fingertips tracing her warm chest before slipping lower. With exquisite care, he cupped her warmth, his thumb brushing lightly over Maggie's most sensitive feminine nature in slow, knowing circles. He savoured every subtle response, drawing out the pleasure with deliberate, skillful strokes that built a slow, intoxicating fire within her...

He watched her with dark, adoring eyes, his large frame still sheltering her as his fingers moved with masterful patience... Teasing, coaxing, and deepening the exquisite sensations below. “So perfect for me,” Todd whispered, voice rough with desire, lost in the shared warmth and the profound pleasure of giving her everything Maggie deserved.

She cried out, overcome with desire as her hands explored his body, feeling every ripple and enjoyed the softness of his skin. She met his dark eyes with her blue ones, smiling lightly, and then moving her hands to his thighs and then a little closer.

Hewitt’s dark eyes burned with raw adoration as he gazed down at Maggie on their bed, utterly captivated by her flushed beauty and the way her body responded to him. With haste he stripped away his uniform, powerful muscles flexing as fabric hit the floor.

He lowered himself over her with careful strength, bracing his weight on his forearms so she felt sheltered rather than overwhelmed. “Easy, my love,” he murmured tenderly, voice low and rough with desire. Positioning himself with deliberate care, he slowly staked his large manhood into her welcoming heat, inch by measured inch, watching her face for any sign of discomfort and pausing to let her adjust. “You feel like heaven… Unhh..." The wave of Maggie's warmth, had his body tingling "I’ve got you, baby.” Todd lent forward placing a gentle, warm passionate kiss to Maggie's sweet, welcoming lips...

Maggie raised her body to meet his mouth, sighing and moaning as she did. He was so hot. She opened up to him, letting him enter her. She stopped a moment and just...felt. She looked up at him with love and lust.

"I love you, Todd," she whispered.

Hewitt felt a surge of emotion and raw desire flood threw him at her words. His heart beat faster his large chest heaving. The strong smell off his skin mixed with the aroma of there passion.

"I love you to..." Hewitt thrust forward... "UnHHhh!! Maggie," he rumbled his voice deep his eyes locked on hers. "You dont know what that does to me...." He began pumping Maggie with his manhood, staking his claim to her ever deeper with each thrust, engorging, searching her insides... "UNhhh!!! Wild for you..." He arched holding their headboard above now... Placing himself to jack hammer... "Your my Girl..." Todds breathing catching faster.

With a guttural grunt his hips in time thrusting, as he helped hold Maggies hips, wrapped round his larger, stronger waist...The fire only grew. "Unnhh..." His thick length slid out then slammed back in harder, Maggie feeling his El-Aurian power thrusts... Hewitt's muscles flexing with each sweet, sweet penetrating slickness into her... Sweat beaded on his forehead running down his neck his body heat rising. Leaning forward as he plastered a nice deep, tounge searching kiss, tasting her mouth, sweetly. Todd's cock throbbing inside her, his veins pulsing as it swelled showing his growing prowesS.

He leaned closer whispering husky.... "Thats my baby...." Hand above gripping on for tighter, as he started in to feverish thrusts... "Feel how much I love yoU, Maggs. Feel your man taking you!!" His free hand cupped Maggies taught, soft breast tighter as he thrust harder and deeper the bed creaking under him. "Grrhh... unnhh... you got me so hard. I love you baby!!"

His thrusts turned more urgent his hips snapping with manly strength his ass clenching tight. The smell of sex and his musk filled the air and he loved it it made him feel like her alpha protector and lover. His balls slapped heavy against her as he worked his body showing without words he was her man.

"Im not holding back no more," he growled. "You make me this way. Your love turns me into a beast for you." He kissed her relentless rhythm. Sweat beginning to bead from his chin his breathing harsh. His whole being focused on Maggie, her feminine smells, her fresh hair scents, her intoxicating perfume making his boner only rage!!!

Maggie responded to his thrusts by squeezing her minge strongly against his penis, pulling him deeper into her. She thrust her own hips a little, adjusting to increase maximum pleasure. She let out a scream of pleasure.

Todd felt Maggies minge clamp down hard around his cok her hips rolling up to meet every thurst pulling Todd deaper into that slick clutching heat. Maggies body reacted strong walls squeezing tighter and fluids increasing making everything even wetter slicker. The sensation nearly pushed Todd over but Todd growled deep forcing Todd to slow grinding in deep circles instead. "Not yet baby... you feel to good. Im not letting this end yet."

Todd kissed Maggie hard then Todd moved fast. With a powerful surge Todd hooked his arms under Maggie thighs lifting Maggie clean off the bed his thick cok still buried to the root inside Maggie. Every step made Todd shift and throb deep in Maggie's toned chest.

"New position" Todd growled low and agresive. "I need control. Need to keep you right here on the edge with me."
Todd pressed Maggie back to the wall manhandling Maggie body into place his big hands sliding under Maggie thighs spreading Maggie wide hooking Maggie knees over his forearms so Maggie was open pinned helpless. The new angle sank Todd even deaper. Todd didnt pound. Not yet.

Instead Todd started slow deliberate strokes long deep ones that dragged every veined inch along Maggie sensitive walls bottoming out and staying there flexing hard inside Maggie so Todd could feel Maggie clentch and more fluids drip down his balls. "Feel that" Todd snarled rough "Thats your man deep inside what belongs to him. This pussy is mine to fuck. Mine to keep right on the edge. Your not cumming yet."

When Todd felt Maggie walls flutter and clentch tighter around him Todd stopped completely buried to the hilt. Todd held still one hand gripping Maggie breast hard squeezing while Todd flexed his cok inside Maggie pulsing against Maggie walls. Todd leaned in biting Maggie neck marking Maggie posessive.

"Breathe through it" Todd commanded "Ive got you. Let me keep you here. Let me own this feeling."

Todd stayed like that long seconds then Todd started moving again hard deep slams that made the wall thud then dropped right back to slow grinding torture. Sweat ran down Todd back musles tense with effort to hold back his ass clentching tight with every thurst. One hand slid between them fingers finding Maggie swollen clit rubbing slow firm circles in time with his shallow strokes then stopping abrupt when Maggie body tensed more denying the release.

"Shhh thats it" Todd growled "Your taking your man so good squeezing me so tight. But you dont cum until I say. I want to keep fucking you like this until we cant stand it anymore."

Todd shifted his grip changing the angle so the fat head of his cok rubbed that spot inside Maggie with every deliberate stroke. The wet sounds were filthy Maggie juices coating his shaft dripping down his balls every time Todd pulled almost out before sinking home again. "Your mine" Todd snarled against Maggie skin "This cunt belongs to me. And right now Im going to keep you pinned on my cok right on the edge for as long as I want."

Todd ramped up with a burst of hard powerful thrusts then slowed again grinding deep refusing to let it crest even as the tension built higher hotter. Todd body was tense cok throbbing violently inside Maggie but Todd didnt stop. Todd kept varying it slow and deep then fast then freezing buried while Todd flexed doing everything Todd could to keep them both suspended in that explosive tension without letting go.

"Not yet" Todd panted rough and agresive "Im not done taking you. Not even close..."

Maggie couldn't speak. Or think. She just...felt. Their sex life had always been a little...spicy and today was no different. Todd took control, and she let him.

"OH GOD," she hollered when he moved her.

"Don't stop...not yet," she said. She needed to feel her release at the same time as him, and if he wasn't ready...she wasn't, either.

Todd growled loudly at Maggie's plea his cock throbbing deep inside her as he stayed buried to the hilt. "Dont stop huh ... not yet ... your man decides when we cum ... im gonna pleasure this pussy then pound my claim in to you harder."

He pulled out slow the wet sound loud as her juices dripped down his thick shaft. The heavy musk of there sex hit him hard.
With a powerful surge he lifted her and carried her to the bed.

Todd manhandled her onto her stomach pinning her down completely with his weight. One hand grabbed at her hair fisting it tight pulling her head back as he kicked Maggies legs apart.

Hewitt slammed back in hard from behind sinking deaper his heavy balls slapping wet as he started thrustin with full force. The bed shook the loud slap of skin filling the air every time he rammed back in. Sweat poured from his body dripping onto Maggie's back his muscles flexing hard with every powerful pound.

"Unnhh ... grrrhh ... feel that ... your mans cock ownin this pussy ... its mine ... im poundin my claim deep ... you take it so good."

He varied the pace hard fast poundin then slow deep grinds his cock pulsing inside her hitting just right. He held her hair tight one hand pressed down on her upper back keepin her pinned.

The smell of his musk and Maggie's arousal filled the room.

"Thats it ... squeeze me ... your so wet ... so tight ... this cunt is mine ... im your alpha ... im gonna keep fuckin you till we both break ... feel how deep im claimin you ... im not lettin you cum yet ... wanna build it till it EXPLODES WHEN I SAY!!!!"

Todd leaned in his chest to Maggie's back biting her neck posessive as he kept thrustin. His stamina held strong one hand reaching under to rub her swollen spot in time with his deep strokes but pulling away when she got too close. "Breathe ... ive got you ... let me own this ... holdin you down ... grabbin your hair ... thrustin in to you hard ... this is me staking my claim ... not till i fill you ... together!!!!"

He kept changing the rhythm fast slams to grinding his balls heavy and full the wet sounds filthy. Todd's grip on Maggie's hair tightened as he pounded harder body tense but loving the control. "Im not done ... gonna keep this up ... use my stamina to show you who owns this pussy ... mine to fuck ... mine to claim ... your man is here ownin you ... while i hold you down and pound ... unnhh grrrhh ... so good ... so mine ..."

Maggie was into it. She thrust in time with him, pulling him close, not wanting it to stop but unable to catch her breath. She was sweaty and the nosies she made were sure to wake the entire ship. She was trying to express her love in actions, and she hoped it was working.

"Fuck me, Todd," she cried as he changed the tempo. It was so good. She was going to explode.

"Yeahh Baby..." Todd narrowing his focus on Maggie from behind as he gave her good doggy style. His face meeting hers to offer a deep passionate toungue kiss, letting his mouth do deep talk to her, owning her mouth as he forced his tongue down deep... Hewitt planting his manhood with deep incessant thrusts...

As time went on, Hewitt finding it burning, the sensation in his balls screaming for release!!!

"Damnnn... UNHHhhh..." Between smacks, he twisted now and re-oriented himself now to face Maggie, wanting to make his final moves facing his lover, his wife, his woman...

Holding her face on the bed to face him close and hard, as their breathing reached cressendo levels... "Im..." Todd swallowed with earnest, with haste now... "FuckKKKk... Damnmnnnit... Im gunna Fill You Bbaby..." Feeling Maggies naked thighs wrapped around his powering waist forward down on the bed, shaking, the sheets nearly unravelling at the sides now...

"FUckkKKK.." Todd's free hand downward, holding Maggie hard not to move, like she ever would?.. As He hilted his Staff up Deeply..."AWw wwwwAAAa AHhHHHHHHh HUnhHhh HUhhh!!!!" Shot after shot of hot volcanic love fluids Filling Maggie deep within, his El-Aurian seeding their Love in a captured moment that only they could achieve together.... "AWWwwww!!!" Todd shaking hard, as his body rippled, his chest, his biceps, his muscles tired from the onslaught, now filling with deep pleasure...

Maggie kissed Todd as he turned over a bit so they could watch each other as he brought them over the edge. She let out a yelp and then a pant as they came together, each one shaking and writhing with the pleasure. She kissed his muscles as he pumped in and out, finally filling her up. She collapsed, waiting for him to join her on the messy bed, sweating and dripping fluids. She didn't care; he was her husband. She lay against him, hot, and flushed. She was quiet for a bit as she caught her breath.

"That was so hot."

Todd’s large frame finally collapsed beside her, one heavy arm still draped possessively across her waist as the last tremors rolled through him. His chest heaved in deep, ragged pulls of air, sweat cooling on his skin in the soft cabin light. Every muscle, shoulders, abs, thighs, felt deliciously spent, the kind of deep, satisfied ache that only came from claiming her completely. The sharp, musky scent of their sex hung thick in the air, mixed with the faint trace of her perfume and the salt of his own sweat. He could still feel the phantom clench of her around him, the way she’d milked every last drop.

His thoughts drifted lazy and smug. Mine. Still mine. Always mine. The thought of her carrying his child only sharpened the possessive heat in his chest. He turned his head, dark eyes half-lidded with residual hunger and pure affection, and leaned in to press a slow, lingering kiss to her lips, soft at first, then deeper, tasting the remnants of her earlier cries.
When he finally pulled back, a cocky little half-smile tugged at his mouth.

“Damn right it was,” he murmured, voice still rough and low.

“Told you I wasn’t letting you out of these arms until you remembered exactly who put that troublemaker in you.”
He pushed up on one elbow, surveying the wreckage of their bed. Sheets twisted, comforter kicked halfway to the floor, both pillows long gone during the chaos. A soft huff of amusement left him. With easy strength he reached down, dragged the thick comforter back up, and carefully wrapped it around her shoulders and over her growing belly, tucking the edges in like he was sealing her in warmth. Then he retrieved a pillow, slipped an arm under her head, and settled it properly beneath her.

Once she was snug, he pulled her close again, one big hand stroking slowly down her back.

“There,” he said, the cockiness softening into something quieter, more protective. “Got you all fixed up. No more cold spots. Just me and you and that little one we just celebrated the hard way.” His lips brushed her temple. “Rest easy, Mags. I’ve got you.”

She let out a loud sigh of pleasure, and snuggled against him, resting her head on his chest. "I love you, Todd Hewitt," she said.

Todd felt those words deeper than Maggie could realize. He cherished when Maggie was like this with him.

Todd's big goofy smile then quietly said, as he rested now "Maggie Hewitt. I...Love you." He then gently nuzzled his nose to hers softly.

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