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Valentines Bingo 8: Highs and Lows

Title: Highs and Lows
Fandom: Original
Author: kira
Rating: PG
Character(s): Amber, Bernd, Greta
Genre: slice of life
Warnings: none
Words: 393
Written for the prompt(s): Curvy
Beta: kat
Summary: Amber was six months pregnant, missing Greta more than she thought she would, and tired of Bernd’s nonsense…
Author’s note: Special thanks to Kat for pinking this for me and all her help. Please note that Amber and Greta belong to Kat.

Amber stood at the kitchen sink, washing the dishes from lunch. She was six months pregnant, missing Greta more than she thought she would, and tired of Bernd’s nonsense. Feeling as big as a house did not help her mood any either. Nothing made her feel better, except the mindless repletion of washing dishes. She supposed it was the sound of the water, or the silky sensation of the suds on her hands. She groaned softly at the sound of soft footsteps behind her.

“Bernd,” she said, her tone holding a hint of warning, which he totally ignored.

“Amber,” he breathed as he snaked his arms around her.

“I’m busy.”


He sounded hurt, but she just wanted to be left alone. Heaving a long suffering sigh, she said, “What do you want?”

“Nothing… Well, I just wanted to tell you how much I love you.”

“I know, you told me that several times today.” Amber placed a clean dish in the drying rack.

“And I’m sorry, you missed Greta’s call.” He nuzzled her cheek.

“Thanks.” Even though she had a doctor’s appointment and had told Greta that the other day when she called, it still hurt that she missed her by a half an hour because the doctor was running late.

“No problem…” Bernd lightly stroked the top of her belly.

“What are you doing?” Amber washed the last plate and placed it in the rack.

“I’m admiring your curves. You’ve gotten really curvy.” He reached up to cup her breasts, giving them a gentle squeeze. “I like it.”

“Yeah?” She dried her hands and did her best to turn around in his arms.

Bernd nodded. “You always were curvy, but somehow… I don’t know, I just think it looks more awesome on you now.” He kissed her.

“Thanks…” Instead of annoying her, he managed to lift her spirits. She cupped his cheeks and kissed him. “You want to go sit with Vati and watch some TV?”

“Okay and I’ll massage your feet, if you want.”

Amber snorted in amusement. “No, but you can make me some popcorn.”


Minutes later, she was in the den, watching the TV and munching on popcorn. When Greta called, despite the late hour for her, Amber could not have been happier. It certainly made Bernd’s poor excuse for a foot massage all the more bearable.


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