Chapter Thirteen: Valentine’s Day Gift:

By February, Noiz started to feel better again. In fact, she became really perky. Mosh sat on their bed with a smile on his face.

“You have such a pretty glow,” he told her on the morning of Valentine’s Day. His wife smiled at him as she gazed at herself in the mirror.

“Thank you!” she said happily.

“Are you feeling better?” the mouse boy asked.

“Yep!” his wife chirped. She turned around with a huge smile on her face. “And do you know why?” she asked. Mosh innocently shook his head. Noiz crawled onto their bed.

“It’s Valentine’s Day!” she announced.

“Okay…” her husband replied. The kitty chuckled at him.

“I’m going to give you a great present now!” she announced. Mosh formed his mouth to ask what she was planning, but Noiz stopped him with a quick kiss on the lips. His cheeks turned a cotton candy pink at the response. His hands inched up to her back. Noiz playfully pushed him back onto the bed in their kiss. Mosh grabbed into her shoulders to break off the kiss.

“Are you sure about this?” he asked. Noiz gave him a hungry look in her eyes.

“I feel that I must do this,” she said in a husky voice. His eyes trailed down to her five-month belly.

“Will it hurt the baby?” Mosh asked.

“No,” his wife answered, shaking her head. “I already checked with the doctor.” Her husband blinked at her with a blank stare on his face.

“You really planned this out, didn’t you?” he asked. Noiz gently rested her finger to his lips.

“Just enjoy,” she whispered. The kitty leaned down and planted a feather-like kiss on Mosh’s lips. The mouse’s hands inched upwards to take her into his arms. The softness of her skin threw his brain for a loop. He couldn’t remember the last time he held her like this. Maybe this could be fun.

The mouse’s let his hands wander down to Noiz’s light pink maternity dress. She pushed her tongue into his mouth as he worked to roll it off her plump body. His wife roughly grabbed him by the shoulders. He squeaked in her mouth. Noiz broke off the kiss to draw in a long breath. Mosh rubbed on his right shoulder as he winced.

“That hurt,” he complained. Noiz’s cheeks turned a bright pink.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I didn’t mean to…” He reached up and rubbed her cheek with his thumb.

“You are so cute,” he whispered. Noiz’s eyes trailed down to his hand. His scent alone made water form in her mouth.

“Mosh-kun,” she whimpered.

“Yes?” her husband asked.

“You’re making me hungry,” the kitty said with pink cheeks.

“Huh?” Mosh asked. His eyes rested on her breasts which had grown from pregnancy. Noiz gave him sweet little kitty eyes.

“Feed me my present,” she whispered. At first, Mosh didn’t understand.

“What?” he asked. The look in her eyes told him all that he needed to know. “Oh,” he mumbled.

“Please do it for me?” his wife pleaded like a little angel. Her husband chuckled as he brushed some of her out her of face.

“Oh, you,” he said. “Why didn’t you say you were hungry?” He slid off his shirt and cast it aside. “Go ahead,” the mouse boy offered. “Take a bite.” Bright little stars filled his wife’s eyes.

“I love you!” she wailed.

“But please,” Mosh cut in. “Please eat me gently. I heard that pregnant kitties can be really vicious.” Noiz gave him the look of an innocent little school girl.

“I promise it won’t hurt so much,” she said sounding like a little child. “I won’t even bite so hard.” Mosh gulped at her honey-sounding words.

“Alright,” he said, shutting his eyes. “I’ll trust you!” Noiz squealed as she sank down to his shoulder blade. Mosh let out a choked up gasp. Her teeth cutting into his skin reminded him of the loving part she always gave him through this part. His hand trembled as it rested on the back of her head. The blood flowed into his pregnant wife’s mouth. The mouse boy’s mouth tried to form words. At first, nothing came out because his thoughts were disjointed.

“I am here for you,” he whispered to the ceiling. “I love you, Noiz-sama.” Tears filled his eyes as he tried to weather the pain.