He pulled her into his arms and stared at the microwave. "Uhmmm... okay how do I do it. Wave my fingers? Mentally chant. Just wish it out?" The door of the microwave popped open and the bag of popcorn fell out and he jumped, shocked. "Oh..." He muttered and then kissed the girls cheek. "Is it draining you?" He asked and then bit his lip. "Oh my goodness, you have the most perverted power in the world, you know that right?" He muttered and thought about it. She could have more fun masturbating handless than anyone in the world. That was kind of awesome. Once again, guy moment. "Okay, I'm focusing. Popcorn will...." The popcorn shakily rose on the counter and then it fell again. "I suck at this, your turn."

"Try one more time," Andy suggested. "It takes practice. Focus on it. Imagine yourself picking it up with your hand and placing it on the counter." She never needed to use the actual mental images anymore, since she was so used to using her power like a second pair of hands anyways, but when she was first learning how to harness her power, that's what she had to do. "Now you know how I ended up breaking a dozen glasses. I either dropped them, or grabbed them too hard."

He sighed and kissed her temple then looked at the bag, imagining it. the bag slowly raise and hovered over the bowl and then ripped open, popcorn going everywhere. He burst out in laughter. "How do you do it, oh my goodness. I have no skill." He said and sighed. "Okay, my turn". He traced a finger over her skin, bringing up a memory and trying to force it into her.

A girl laughed and a boy chuckled. "I want to marry you."

"You said that last night!"

"And I still want to marry you, Andrea. Don't you want to marry me?"

"My Dad will kill you!"

"And I'll spill all your dads preteen secrets to your mum!"

"You wouldn't!"

"Marry me or find out!"

"No!"

"Come on!! Pleeease?"

"You look like a dog!"

"Andrea... I love you. Will you please marry me." Shuffling of someone searching through pockets.

"Don't you dare show me a ring, Nathaniel Lee!"

"Marry me, Andrea."

"Nathaniel.... I hate you."

"You love me."

"Yes."

"See, told you you loved me!"

"No, I mean, yes but, yes I'll marry you."

"Oh, well, that's not surprising."

"Shut up, Nathaniel."

He grinned and shrugged. "Everytime I see a marriage proposal it changes. I want to be so original, even I haven't seen myself do it yet. So no, that's not how I will propose." He warned her. "See what I mean by how the future changes?"

"Why were you using my full name?" Andy asked. The sounds had still been fuzzy, but they were stronger than before. She'd actually been able to make out some of the words, and most of what she heard was her name, probably because she reacted to it whether she realized it or not. She cuddled with him. "And I have a lot more experience using my power," she added. "It takes a lot of practice."

"I hate your power. No precision. And I probably used your full name to piss you off. Or it's tradition. Something like that." He said and smiled. "You said yes though so I did something right. You should have heard the time with the penguins! Oh dear I ended up going to the ER..." He said and laughed, kissing her slowly. "Do you forgive me for being a right prat?" He asked and gently brushed her hair out of her face with his fingers and kissed her again quickly. He liked her much more when she wasn't angry.

"I forgive you," Andy murmured as she kissed him back. She was finding herself falling for him faster than she thought. "It seems to me that you end up in the ER a lot. Maybe it's a good thing you're with me. I'm much more careful." Gently, she used her power to make it seem like she was stroking his cheek. "And my power has plenty of precision. It just takes concentration."

"I have no concentration." He whispered and closed his eyes. "One day, when I get that invite... I am going to LOVE that new little power trick of yours. "I already do in fact." He kissed her again and lifted her gently so she was on his lap and he traced the dip from her jaw to her neck and he smiled. "We've been playing around for so long, our Netflix has timed out. Should I restart it or should we just go to sleep? I'm not really in the movie watching mood any more." He said, his hand resting gently on the still flat stomach. "almost two weeks into pregnancy. Holy crap. Oh look, I made your life crap for the next nine months." He grabbed the book and showed her the page.

* nausea, and not just in the morning
* a sudden aversion to familiar foods like coffee or alcohol
* cravings for certain foods
* a strange or metallic taste in your mouth
* tender or sore breasts
* constant trips to the bathroom
* fatigue or tiredness
* light headed, faintness or dizziness
* an increase in vaginal discharge or spotting
* moodiness

"And then as I start to get bigger," Andy said as she cuddled into his arms, "My belly will swell, I'll outgrow my favorite clothes, the kid will be trying to bruise my organs..." She looked up at him. "What are you planning to do if you get that invitation? I don't even know if it's safe to have sex right now. I don't want to risk miscarrying..." She had no idea if she would miscarry or not if they slept together, but she didn't want to take the risk, not until she asked her doctor about it.

He turned a few more pages, having it marked and he smiled. "We can pretty much have sex up until the day of the birth. It doesn't advise doing so in the late pregnancy, but there's no harm to it now. But hey, who said I'd accept your invite tonight?" He asked and kissed her cheek cautiously then touched the skin where it met the top of her thin shirt. He liked the shirt, a lot. He touched her hair and then moved his hand down to her cheek. "ANd like I said before, you will be beautiful even when you are all round and puffy. I will love every inch of you. I'll prove it in kisses every night until you believe me."

"Don't bullshit me," Andy said, "I know you've been waiting for me to invite you back to my bed." And she'd seriously been considering it. Sex with him had been fantastic, and that was just her first time. And this time, they didn't have his parents in the next room listening in, and it wasn't as if she could get any more pregnant than she was already...

"Okay, maybe I have but can you blame me for wanting you so badly? I mean I really want you. It's not just sex either, I want to hold you at night and be there when you wake up. I want THAT kind of relationship. Don't you?" He asked and touched her hand then pulled her into him. "Not to mention, I've been dying to do something. It's not really sexual..." He muttered and kissed her cheek and smiled. "I think you're bipolar or I'm a good smooth talker. Your moods change FAST."

"I'm also pregnant," Andy pointed out. "Though I've always been prone to moodswings, every so often." She leaned against him, comfortable in his arms. "And I do want that kind of relationship," she said. "I've always been a hopeless romantic, I just... I tend to freeze up when someone actually shows interest." She knew it had to be frustrating, but she couldn't help it. She didn't know how to act in a real relationship, and it kept tripping her up.

"Well, I'm showing interest and I want that interest returned. It's not too big of a thing to ask for is it?" He asked and then kissed her neck softly. "Do what feels right, as long as it's not blocking me out of a relationship with you. Because that's avoiding confrontation, especially when the confrontation may lead to sex. If you don't want sex right now, that's fine with me. But I like making out and touching and... I can make it feel good for you even without sex. I can." He said and then sighed. "You didn't answer me about the movie thing."

"You don't have to start the movie again," Andy said. "I'm good just being here with you." She hesitated for a moment, then leaned up and gave him a small kiss. She wasn't used to initiating the contact, and she still didn't quite know what she was doing, but at least she was trying. "I know tonight was supposed to be our sushi night," she said softly, "but can we stay here tonight? It's cold and nasty outside, and I kind of want to stay where it's warm and comfortable. We can turn on Food Network or something, and I don't mind cooking tonight..."

"I'm not all that hungry. And my stomach and back still hurt a lot so it's put food out of my mind for the night." He said and grinned, then took her chin. "Now that... that was more like it." He kissed her slowly and pulled away grinning. "Holy hell, what else can you do?!" He teased and rested back. "Can you give good back massages? I'll pay you in... 2 orgasms!" He continued his teasing, but he would have accepted it if she took his offer.

"I can give back massages, in fact," Andy replied. She blushed slightly when he said he'd repay her in orgasms. She knew he was teasing, but she still blushed a bit. "You don't need to do that," she said. "I doubt you want to explain that one to the ER staff when they ask you how you managed to mess up your back again so soon after being released." She wouldn't mind giving him the back massage, though. It would give her a chance to keep working on her phantom touch.

"I thought I explained to you we didnt need to have sex for you to get off? Did I forget to mention that. I'll show you for a back massage. Pretty please?" He asked, pouting his lip and turned around for her. "Or do you want to do this in the bedroom? Your choice."

"I would have given you the back massage anyways," Andy said. "I would have even if we were just roommates. Maybe we should move into your bedroom. It's probably much more comfortable in there than here on the couch." Carefully, she moved off of his lap so he could get up. "Besides, it's not fair if only one of us is getting off, is it?"

"With you around, sweety I can get off by myself." He said and then slid off the couch aand helped her up. "But I wont deny any help or comfort." He said and went into his bedroom, moving his bag off of his bed and then laid down on his stomach and raised his chin up with a pillow. "Shirt on or off?"

"Shirt off," Andy said. "The phantom touch will work better that way." Not that he really needed any excuse to go shirtless. Even with the still-fading bruises, he was attractive. Gently, she started with his shoulders. In her mind, she visualized two sets of hands, rather than one, with the phantom hands working more delicately around the bruises. Her phantom touch was lighter than her physical one, so there was less of a chance of accidentally pressing too hard on anything that was still healing.

"I like it when you practice your power on me." He nearly purred out. Hed removed his shirt and felt the power touching his skin. Holy hell it felt good. The pain disappeared, thefeeling was wonderful. "Mmmmm this feels good. You really can give a good massage."

"Maybe I should do this more often, then," Andy teased as she methodically massaged his back, working slowly and steadily. She could feel him relaxing, which was good. She focused on splitting her attention between her hands and her power, making sure not to fall into a trance. She relied on them too much, and she needed to work on pulling up the power and control on her own. Gradually, she stopped as she started to feel drained. The constant use of her power was wearing her down. "Alright, that's about all I can do," she murmured.

"No problem, it felt great. I feel great. Not it's your turn. Lay on your back and promise to trust me." He said as he reached into his bedside table and grabbed a bottle. He set it on the side of the bed and gently eased her down and he layed next to her, one hand on her stomach. "I can't wait by the way. For you to be showing, and round, and beautiful. Your belly button will pop out a little here and it'll be beautiful." He pressed a kiss to her stomach and smiled, his fingers tracing lightly over her skin.

Andy blushed as he laid her down on the bed.

"I don't see how you can be looking forward to that," she murmured. "I'm going to be huge and out of shape and I won't be able to do anything about it." Secretly, though, she was kind of looking forward to it as well. She wanted to be able to feel the child moving, to have some sort of proof that she wasn't just gaining weight for no reason.

"You are going to be the most beautiful pregnant woman to have ever graced this planet." He said and then bit his lip unsnapping her pants. He kissed her stomach softly once more and bit his lip. His back hurt and he didn't want to overdo this. In his mind, he was only thinking of using his hand, he wanted to see just how easy it would be with her. With one hand only. He gently moved himself upward and kissed her lips. "And you will be in shape. Round is a shape."