She bathed alone while Casper was there. She was thankful for it. Without the distraction of Evander and Egon, she was able to think about her predicament. They weren't entirely wrong. She'd had time in her life to get used to the idea that her life was forfeited when she had a girl. She was strangely calm about it most of the time. That didn't mean she'd resigned herself to it. Maybe she should look for a way out, but it would have to wait until the darkness was defeated. There was no way around that. If the darkness and its wielder knew she was pregnant, it would make her even more of a target. She had to face them before she started showing.
It had already been a week since they had found out about the baby. Egon was making sure that she was eating only the best foods for pregnancy, while Evander did everything he could get away with doing for her. There had been more fights, but she didn't know what to do about that. Egon was as stubborn as she was, and Evander was not a great mediator, probably in part because he was on Egon's side most of the time.
"Egon," She said quietly when he entered his room after his bath. He had forgone a robe and was only in a towel. He looked absolutely delicious, making it hard for her to focus on the task she had set for herself. "You're right. I shouldn't be so accepting of my fate."
"Really," he said suspiciously. "What's brought this on?"
"I've just had some time to think." He set down the clothes he was preparing to put on and got into the bed with her.
"And what have you thought about?" He asked, pressing his lips to her temple.
"That we should look for a way out of this, but we shouldn't split our focus." She explained.
"What do you mean?" He ran his hand up her arm. Clearly, he was not focusing on the task at hand.
"We'll look for a way out, but only after we defeat the darkness." She ignored the hand that had settled on her breast and looked him in the face. "This is serious, Egon. I'm trying to meet you halfway here."
"Okay. I accept your proposal. We will wait until after we defeat the darkness to look for a way out. Can I undress you now?" She rolled her eyes at him.
"Don't you think Evander will be sad he's missing out?" She joked.
"He's busy talking to his captain." Egon kissed her neck and shoulder.
"I suppose we could," she reached for his towel and untucked it so it fell away from his gorgeous body. She could use a little attention. She hadn't been getting much with all the fighting and resentment.
Egon unbuttoned her dress and pulled it over her head, undergarments and all. She decided to be bold and reached out for his already swollen erection. She hadn't had the chance to touch him like that yet, and she was determined to. His breath hitched in his throat when her small hand wrapped around him. Then she started slowly moving her hand up and down along the shaft.
He kissed her like he was desperate for her taste. And reached between them to her thighs, where he started to run his fingers on her skin. Every touch caused little tingles to erupt. She felt him run them over her hipbones and across her belly. All she wanted was his fingers inside her, getting her ready for him, and he was just teasing her.
"Please," She whispered between them.
"Please what?" He asked coyly.
"Touch me," she demanded.
"I am touching you." He grabbed her roughly by the hip as if to make a point.
"No, you know what I mean," she said a bit desperately.
"I'm afraid you're going to have to tell me." She almost stopped what she was doing to make her own point, but she wanted him so much she couldn't bring herself to.
"I want your fingers inside me," She took his hand with her free hand and directed him towards her opening. "Please."
"Anything you want, little queen."
He plunged two of his fingers inside her and drew out a gasp. He worked them in and out of her with fervor before adding a third. He wasn't taking his time like he had before. He must want her as much as she wants him. Before she knew it, he was on top of her between her legs, and she felt ready for him. He positioned himself and pressed inside her, slowly working his way in and out to distribute her juices. She held onto him tightly as he fully seated himself in her.
"Fuck me, please." She begged after he'd sat there for a moment.
"Give me a moment, love. I don't want to come too soon." He whispered into her forehead.
"I don't care if you come too soon. I want you to fuck me." She insisted.
"Touch yourself." He requested. "I want you to come, too. So, touch yourself."
She reached down between them and began to rub her fingers across her clit. She'd nearly forgotten how good it feels to be stimulated with him inside her. Her muscles clamped down on him a little tighter, and his movements felt so much better. He moved in and out of her with the perfect rhythm. She felt the familiar heat and tingles settling into her stomach, filling her with pleasure that was getting ready to topple over.
He dipped his head down and took one of her nipples deep into his mouth and sucked on it hard. It was almost painful, but delightful at the same time. Her legs started twitching with the stimulation. He groaned into her breasts and took the other nipple into his mouth, lavishing attention on the hard bud.
"Are you almost there? I can't take much more of this." He was practically begging.
"Almost," she breathed, speeding up her attention on her clit. She wanted to go with him, too. "Harder."
"Fuck." he groaned again. He sat up on his knees and pulled her closer to him and thrust into her harder, deeper than he had been before. The change in angle and depth was exactly what she needed. His every thrust hit that spot inside her that made her feel like she might explode at any moment. She moaned loudly over and over until she fell over the edge into her pleasure. Egon's thrusts grew erratic, and he followed her into her bliss, collapsing on top of her.
"Glad we could work through that." She joked after he rolled off her.
"I still think there's more to be done, but I'm just going to have to accept that you are stubborn as hell." He smiled at her. "Especially since that's something I love about you."
"I'm stubborn as hell? You're stubborn as hell." She faked being aghast. "But I guess that's something I like about you."
"'Like?' Only 'like?'' He laughed, pulling her in for an embrace.
"Don't worry, I love the rest of you." She snuggled into his chest.
"We'd better get to dinner before someone comes looking for us," he said with disappointment.
"I guess so, but only just to save traumatizing Casper or something."