Slow feather-like touches. Warm hands that could melt ice, my toes curling lips smiling I lay still my eyes shut despite being wide awake indulging in the feelings he provides. He always wakes up before me so that he could watch me sleep. He said I possessed a new beauty, a motherly one which makes his chest bulge with pride. "I know you are awake, Lumina." He whispers. I chuckle giving up on my act opening my lashes fluttering with the sudden infliction of light as I peer up at him. His elbow carries his weight whilst his head leans upon his palm. Fingertips glide up and down my arm lighting up welcomed goosebumps. His emeralds shine in the sunlight, with a gentle gaze he regards me. "How are you feeling?" He questions eyes lingering on my belly. Palm coming to rest upon the swollen flesh patting it softly.