(Katniss)
3 months. It's been 3 months since my visit at the hospital. It's been 3 months since I've been on bed rest. I miss going into town and getting to go out and eat or just spend time together with my family. I missed the presentation for Levinia's school mural. Not by choice, but I still feel guilty for it even though she tells me its not my fault. The furthest I've walked is from mine and Peeta's bed to the kitchen, not including the bathroom. But I only go to the kitchen when I feel like I'm asking for too much from Peeta that I don't want to bother him. But he catches me halfway anyways. There's a nurse that comes over to the house to do the monthly check ups on the kids. Last we checked, which was a week ago, they're perfectly fine, but I still need to be back on bedrest to be on the safe side. Peeta has somewhat taken off work. He calls in once or twice a week to check up on the shop, but for the most part if anythings wrong they call him. Peeta works from home sometimes. He never leaves though. The employees bring him the supplies, he does what he needs, and they take them right back to the bakery. The kids have been a big help. They both do the same amount of work around the house when they're home. Levinia see's Finn only twice in the past 3 months. Once at the end of November and once at the beginning December, so twice in one month if you think about it. Peete has come home everyday eager to see me and here about the babies. He's going to be an amazing big brother. Peeta and I's toasting for renewing our vows is less than 2 weeks from now. We've invited Annie, her son, Johanna, no doubt Gale and Hunter will come, and Peeta and I's family along with Haymitch. My mom and his family have made it a priority to visit us. I don't mind. It shows to me that they really do care. The kids have gotten used to them, but I know my daughter isn't 100% with our mothers just yet. Levinia and Peeta have been working on the twins room also. They finished it off just yesterday. Now all that's left is touch ups and the furniture. Oh yeah, and I'm not allowed to see it till after the anniversary.
"Hey, baby." Peeta says coming into the room and leaning over to give me a small peck on my lips. He's in simple baggy shorts and is shirtless. I pull myself to sit up and lean against the head board behind me. It takes alot more strength than usual.
"Hey, love." I say, in my morning voice with a smile that wouldn't be there without Peeta's presence. That's something only my family can do. He sets down a plate of waffles, that I didn't notice he was holding, and a cup of apple juice on the nightstand beside the bed. I take a look at it, and it looks delicous.
"Mmmm. It looks good." I compliment. He chuckles.
"It's just simple toaster food." He says with his hands on his hips.
"I know. I just that hungry." He chuckles again and climbs over my legs and plops down beside me where he sleeps.
"You're not going to eat?" I ask.
"Nah. You know what'd taste better?" He asks putting an arm around me. "Your lips." He moves into me and I meet him half way. We share multiple kisses filled with love and so much passion that makes my heart beat. What pulls us apart is the strong kick I'm feeling on my left side, the side Peeta is to me.
"What's wrong? Are you okay?" Peeta asks impatiently.
"Yes, I'm fine. Just another kick." I grab his hand and place it on the exact spot. Another kick comes on, but not nearly as strong. The twins are strong enough, to when they kick, you can see that area pop up a little bit. It puts an even bigger force against Peeta's hand and an even bigger smile on his face every time. Peeta looks up from his hand and kisses me deeply. I return it and caress his cheek.
"Hey. So I have a question." He states.
"Okay" I say reaching over for my plate off waffles and scooping a piece I sliced off into my mouth. "Go for it."
"Would you be my model for a portrait?" He asks nervously. It actually shocks me a little bit. Peeta has done multiple portraits of me, but I've never modeled them.
"How would I pose? What would I wear?" I question, thinking over the possibilities.
"Well, that's the thing," He looks me in the eyes now. I know this isnt a joke. I knew it wasn't anyway, but now I'm sure. "I want to capture your full beauty," Now I see where he's going with this. "So a-"
"Naked portrait?" I finish off for him in a question instead of a statement. He nods his head. I think it over for a minute in my head. I don't know how to pose, but Peeta will probably help me with that. Why would he wanna sculpt me? I look fatter than ever, especially now, but that's not an excuse to him. He'd say I look beautiful. It seems that I don't have any ways around it. Peeta would have a solution to it all. Even the ones that I can't think of at this moment.
"Okay. When?" I ask, giving Peeta the yes answer. His face breaks into a smile.
"Really?" He asks. I nod with a smile. "Okay then! Let's do it tomorrow!" He exclaims of excitement. I nod my head and pull him in for another kiss, but there's a knock on the front door that sets us apart. It's a school day, a Thursday, so our kids won't be opening it. Peeta finishes our kisses before leaving the room to answer the front door downstairs. I'm left alone with a grin on my face. The way I always do after any kind of affection with Peeta. I pick up the waffles once again and finish the two up. I hear the door open and Peetas voice "Hey, come on in!" Then there's foot steps coming up the stairs. Why he bring anyone up when I'm still in a nightgown, showing loads of cleavage. "Wait right here for a second, please." He says, his voice sounding like he's right outside the bedroom door. He comes into the room and goes through our drawers.
"Who is it?" I ask sipping my apple juice.
"My brother." He pulls out 2 shirts from the drawers. He puts a white cut off shirt on himself and hands me a green one of his regular shirts to put in to hide my chest. He walks back out and motions them in. When they walk in Blake is holding a brown bag.
"Hey. What're you guys doing here?" I ask happily.
"Peeta called and asked us to bring by some cheese buns." Blake says setting down the bag where my now empty plate is.
"Thank you, but you didn't have to." I say.
"But I wanted to." Peeta says.
"And I was forced to." Blake says. I laugh at him. "So how're you feeling?" He asks.
"I'm fine. There's no bleeding or anything, maybe because Peeta has me taking it VERY easy."
"I believe that. It's typical Peeta. Always paranoid."
"I'm not paranoid, I just want the best for my wife and kids."
(Peeta)
I shut the door behind Blake and resume to my wife upstairs in bed. She's still lying the way I left her. Except she's taken off the shirt I gave her, revealing an amount of cleavage only I'd be allowed to see. I smile at her.
"That's more like it." I joke. She chuckles and finishes up eating a cheesy bun. I lay down on my side of the bed beside her. I scoot myself closer to her under the blankets. I can't help but give her a quick kiss on the cheek, but before I can pull away she planting her lips on mine hungrily. She's pulling me closer and closer to her till until I'm almost on top of her. You may think its awkward or hard to maintain in any position with a huge stomach in between us, but in reality its not anything of that nature. I try my hardest to keep my weight of her though. She has her hand running up from under my shirt. I stop once she has me where she wants me and that's to the point where I feel myself hardening.
"Katniss, I'm sorry. But-"
"Peeta, calm down." She says with a smile. "I'm not trying to do what you think."
"Are you sure about that?" I say with a small chuckle. She nods her head.
"I'm only trying to please one person here." She says. She reattaches her lips to mine. Her hand is back where it was and soon my shirt is somewhere onto the floor. I feel my hand up her thigh, but trying to tease too much. Her hand is now playing with the elastic on my shorts. I feel myself tensing even more down there and I know she feels it too because she smiles through our tongue wrestling and teases me even more. I groan and she giggles at this.
"What?" I question with a small grin.
"Sshh. Stop talking." She whispers in the cutest voice. Then, finally, after a long few minutes of the ultimate tease from Katniss, my shorts are on the floor joining my shirt. I disconnect my lips from hers and smash them onto her neck. Sucking, pecking, kissing, licking, doing just about everything to her, releasing small moans. Her hand slips down to my area. I inhale deeply as her hand grazes my member. She notices this and does it again. I try my hardest to hold in my moans, but they only come out more intense. She grips me through the fabric. This time as she does so her lips are doing, just as I was to her neck, to mine. She grips harder and harder each time, and my noises only get louder.
"Katni- oooh god!" I breathe out. She goes faster and harder. I grip her hair firmly, not tightly, I shout her name and when it becomes to much I chose to pull onto the sheets so I won't hurt Katniss. She holds onto my member tighter and thrusts up into me. This small movement throughs me over the edge and suddenly-
"Oooh!! Katniss! I-i.....ooohh fuuu-" I can't even form simple words before I'm releasing myself and groaning her name as I buckle ontop of her. I plop myself beside Katniss and curl up beside her the way she does me. She's still laying on her back. My head is on her shoulder, while her head rests over mine and our arms wrapped around each other. When I've finally regained myself I say in a low voice:
"Why do you have to make me feel guilty about this?" I chuckle a little in it.
"Don't worry." She kisses my head. "You'll pay me back." She says, using that playfulness I love so much about her. As much as I would love to stay up and care for Katniss I drift off into sleep.
When I wake Katniss and I are in the same position. She's sleeping though, not awake like she was before I went to sleep. I'm not sure what time it is. When we went to sleep it was around 12. I tilt my head up a bit to look at the digital clock. It's exactly 2pm. That leaves us with about 2 hours till the kids are home. Peete gets out of school at 3 and Levinia gets out at 3:30, but since I'm usually at work and Katniss doesn't drive without me, unless its urgent, Peete waits for Levinia at the elementary and they walk home together and aren't home till almost 4. Katniss obviously wasn't in a deep sleep like I thought, because her eyes flutter open right away. She right away locks them on me.
"I'm sorry. I was just checking the time." I explain. She shakes her head.
"It's okay. I fell asleep right after you, so I got a good nap."
"That's good to hear." I say and giving her a kiss right on the lips. When we've finished she swipes the blankets off of her and swings her legs off the bed to get up.
"Where are you going?" I ask. She sighs and smiles at me.
"I can't go to the restroom?". She leans over and pecks me before leaving to the restroom right in our room. It's amazing how happy Katniss has been lately. She's usually happy, so its not a big shocker, just usually during pregnancy she doesn't have the best time, and she wasn't too pleased when she found out she was on bed rest for 4 months. Anyway, there's a baby shower coming up next week and she doesn't have a clue about it.