Aeris chuckled a little when An-Lok came bounding over to give Jek his saber before returning to Jax’s side. She smiled at Jek when he kissed her cheek and they headed off to the lift behind the others. When they reached their quarters, she closed and locked the door behind them before slipping her boots and belt off as Jek did. She giggled happily when he pulled her to him, and she returned the passionate kiss in kind as he backed up toward the bed. Whether this was as far as they went, or they went much further, she was just happy to have him here, that he was alive, and that she was in his arms.<br/><br/>She let out another happy sound when he rolled, pinning her to the bed as he liked to do, and she never tired of. As they kissed, she traced her fingers across his skin, taking in all of him, everything she could reach, wanting—needing—to feel him, to solidify the truth in her mind, that he was okay. Likewise, she was more than happy to feel him pressed against her, to feel his touch and his kisses across her skin.<br/><br/>He left her no room to doubt his love—as if she had any to begin with—or the reality of his presence as he took his time touching and kissing every part of her, as if to let her know just how much he loved her. It was a message that she received loud and clear. He continued to take his time even when he had entered her and worked slowly but steadily towards their mutual orgasm. She leaned her head back against the bed, exhaling a happy sigh as she nuzzled into him, smiling as he whispered his love to her. “I love you, too,” she whispered sweetly, kissing his neck lightly. As she nuzzled into him, she moved her hand softly to his side, using the Force to ease his pain, knowing that he believed it was worth it, but not wishing to be the cause of his pain in any form.<br/><br/>-<br/><br/>Aeris was lying in bed with a datapad in hand, waiting for Jek as he went through his usual routine of looking at his scar in the bathroom mirror. It had been nearly two months since he had received the injury, and the scar had faded a little in color, but they both knew that it would never fully disappear. It was difficult to adjust to scars, even though it was not the same as the loss of a limb, it was still a loss in a way, and everyone adjusted differently. She should know, since she had picked up a few scars of her own over the years, although not as many as An-Lok, and none so prominent as the one he now bore.<br/><br/>Aeris, for her part, bore her own scars from the battle with the mysterious Sith woman, although her scars could not be seen so easily. Ever since that day, her sleep had been plagued with nightmares once again, but this time they were different. Most of her nightmares featured the Sith they had fought, some coming as memories blurred by the barrier in her mind that she was slowly breaking down, yet tainted and twisted by the Dark Side; in others the woman was calling to her by name and whispering things to her; and lately, many took the form of premonitions, visions gifted by the Force, visions of a possible future, a terrible future that she did not wish to see become a reality.<br/><br/>She had kept track of the nightmares, making notes on a datapad to try to make sense of it all, but most nights the nightmares were short lived and when she awoke in terror, her love calmed her fears and helped to ease her into a dreamless sleep, so often the notes she made were short or incomplete. Still, it had become her routine to jot down whatever important things she remembered from the nightmares while Jek was in the bathroom. When he returned, she would put the datapad away and welcome him back into her arms.<br/><br/>Today was no different, she had just finished her notes and put the datapad away when Jek came out of the bathroom. She smiled at him when he returned to her side and she wrapped her arms around him as his wrapped around her, returning his kiss. As always, she was more than happy to spend as much of the morning in his arms as time allowed. She stroked his cheek gently, her green eyes filled with love as she gazed back into his eyes. “I love you, too,” she told him, smiling affectionately at him. “I swear you get more handsome every day,” she mused, only half teasing.<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>Jax laughed, holding his hands up as if to surrender when An-Lok asked if it was easy to tell. “I feel like there is no right way to answer that question,” he teased, still looking her over as she turned, to the side to give him a different view. He moved to wrap his arms around her from behind, placing his hands over her hands that rested on her abdomen as she asked him about the sex of the baby for the first time. “Hmmmm,” he made the noise thoughtfully, smiling down at her when she leaned into him. “A girl. And she’ll look just like you,” he answered as she turned and kissed his cheek.<br/><br/>He grinned, moving his arms to easily support her when she hoisted herself up and wrapped her legs around him. It was not lost on him that over the past few weeks, her appetite for him had increased. It really wasn’t fair when the woman was already a damn temptress as it was. Then again, did he really mind? Not one bit. He grinned mischievously at his lover when she tangled her fingers in her hair and suggested that they had time before telling him that she wanted him.<br/><br/>Before he could respond, she kissed him deeply, pressing against him and moving her hips in an attempt to entice him. He smirked a little, almost tempted to resist her enticement, but he knew that it would be short lived, and he would end up giving in anyways, so he didn’t even bother to try. “As you wish, Princess,” he whispered in her ear when they had to come up for air.<br/><br/>He carried her back to the bed, laying her down as he trailed kisses down her neck and across her body, taking his time to enjoy her, to please her, and to make sure that she knew what she meant to him. He rushed nothing as he worked with his hands and his mouth to bring her to the edge before he kissed back up her body, taking his time to lavish attention on her growing abdomen and breasts. As he moved over her, his lips found hers again, pulling her into a passionate kiss as he entered her and patiently worked towards a mutual orgasm. He called her name as he tumbled over the edge, moving to kiss her neck as he slowly came down.<br/><br/>Rather than lingering above her, he easily rolled her so that she rested atop his chest, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her softly. “I love you,” he told her before peppering her nose and cheeks with little kisses. “Don’t you ever forget it,” he warned teasingly before nuzzling into her hair. He knew they needed to get up and shower again, but he opted to linger with her here for a little longer, until getting up was strictly necessary.