Frank and his band had their first show today. They had about seven songs now and I thought they were all just so pretty, the called themselves frnkiero andthe cellabration. I loved listening to him practice in the garage, Lily loved it too.

I was watching him perform now at this small place. His fans drove here from as far as West Virginia. He was so excited, this is all he's been talking about for days. I loved watching him jumping around and singing from behind the stage.

Of course, Lily was being fussy. She hated watching Frank from a distance. She always liked to be right next to him when he was singing. And she had those really big kids safety headphones on and they were so cute on her and were pink and matched her pink dressed.

"Dada!" She cried, kicking her feet as I held her.

Frank was in between songs and I looked at his sweat glistened skin that looked so attractive. I loved his chubby body and his tattoos and his sweaty shirt.

"I've missed this a lot," Frank said into the microphone. "It's been two years and you haven't forgotten about me!"

People laughed and Frank looked over. He saw Lily kicking and crying. Frank bit his lip and hurried over.

"What are you doing?" I asked. "You have a show to do."

"But look at my little princess here in distress," he said sadly. "I can't perform when I know she's like this."

He took her into his arms and Lily calmed down. Although she didn't seem to like the sweat very much. She scrunched up her nose and held her hands up so she wouldn't touch him.

"She can sit up next to me," he said. "She'll be my own little rockstar, isn't that right Lily? Gonna learn from your dad and be in a band when you grow up?"

"Or she could be an artist like me," I said.

Frank smiled and walked back onstage with Lily. People cheered and screamed as Lily looked around a little nervously. Frank grabbed a box and sat on it, putting Lily on his lap and his guitar in front of her as he adjusted the microphone.

"Dada," Lily said.

"Say hi, Lily Bear," Frank said.

"Hi!" She exclaimed into the microphone, waving her arm.

Everyone cooed and Lily smiled. She may not like other people holding her but she loved making other people smile and laugh.

Frank kissed the top of her head before starting the next song. Lily laughed and kicked her legs as she tried to sing too.

"Bah! Bah gah dow fa!" She babbled into the microphone, trying to sing like Frank.

Frank smiled, singing and playing the guitar. She tried pushing the headphones off but Frank made sure to keep them in place. And if she wasn't messing with her headphones, she was messing with Frank's guitar or the microphone.

At the end of the show, Frank had the biggest smile on his face. He came over and gave me a big kiss, holding Lily on his hip.

"Thanks for not letting me give this up," he whispered.

I smiled, kissing his cheek.

"Let me help pack everything up then go home," he said. "It's almost your bedtime, Little Missy."

He gave Lily a kiss and handed her back to me. Frank packed things up and took some pictures and gave autographs.

"A lot of them were saying congratulations on the pregnancy," Frank said as he carried his guitar case. "And they all said they absolutely love Lily and she's the cutest person in the world."

"You're still in diapers and you've already got fans, don't you?" I asked Lily.

She yawned, resting her head on my shoulder.

"I'll go put this in my car and grab the other stuff," he said. "You can go put Lily into her seat and get the car started and warmed up."

I smiled and nodded, walking out with him. He put the guitar in his trunk before going to grab other things. Lily was half asleep when I put her into her car seat.

"You had so much excitement today," I said. "It's time for you to sleep."

She yawned, rubbing her eyes. I buckled her up and got into the passenger seat, starting up the car. Frank came a little bit later and I smiled as he got in. Ever since he started seeing a therapist he's been better. He sleeps at night and started keeping his gun locked up in the safe instead. We argue less now too.

"Maybe tonight we can have some fun," I whispered, leaning over to kiss his cheek.

Frank didn't say anything and I scowled. Frank and I haven't done anything since Christmas. At first I didn't want to after everything that happened with the bunny men but then when I was okay, Frank didn't want to do anything.

"Y-you don't think I'm pretty anymore," I whimpered. "I'm fat now."

"Baby boy, I don't care how much you weigh," he said. "You're still the most beautiful person in the entire world. And you're carrying our baby, it's good for you to gain weight."

I crossed my arms, looking out the window.

"Oh, come on now, don't be like that, baby boy," he said, reaching over to squeeze my thigh reassuringly.

I shook his hand off and he sighed.

"I love you, sweetheart," he said.

"Love you too," I muttered.

He reached over and held my hand as we drove back home. It wasn't very far and he carried Lily in. Half our stuff was packed up into boxes. We had gotten a mortgage loan and we bought the new house and found a buyer from our new home.

"Here we go, Lily Bear, sweet dreams," I heard Frank say over the baby monitor.

I go undressed to just my panties and looked in the mirror above the dresser. I scowled at myself, Frank didn't find me attractive anymore. Not with my stretch marks and legs that jiggle when I move them. Fat.

"I love you, baby boy," Frank said, wrapping his arms around me, his hand resting on my stomach.

I scowled at him in the mirror and he sighed, resting his chin on my shoulder.

"Come on, Gee, in four months we're gonna have another beautiful baby," Frank said.

"But you won't have sex with me," I pouted.

He left soft kisses along my neck, each one getting progressively harder and longer. I moaned as he sucked on my neck, his hand reaching around to go down the front of my panties. His fingers ran over my semi gently and I shuddered.

"D-daddy," I whimpered.

"Does my baby boy deserve a reward for being so good?" He asked.

I nodded and he smiled softly. He walked me over to the bed, gently laying me back. Frank pulled off my panties and leaned down to press his lips against mine. I kissed back roughly, tangling my fingers in his hair.

"You've gotta be quiet, baby boy," he whispered.

I nodded as he kissed down my body before getting between my legs. He sucked on my inner thighs and I moaned loudly, quickly covering my mouth. And he pushed my legs up, moving his tongue exactly where I wanted it. I thought I was going to come the second his tongue ran over my hole.

"Daddy," I moaned, my hand reaching down to tangle into his hair.

Frank licked and sucked, eating me out as my legs were shaking.

"Oh god, oh fuck," I muttered.

His tongue pushed into me slightly and I gasped. I felt him push a finger in slowly and I bit my lip. He moved it in and out slowly before adding a second. Frank moved up, crashing his lips against mine. His fingers brushed against my prostate and I cried out in pleasure, but my sounds were quickly covered by his lips.

"M-more," I begged.

I didn't mind the sting of the stretch all that much as he pushed his third finger in. My hips rocked against his hand as he moved them in and out roughly, hitting my prostate each time.

"O-oh god," I breathed.

The burning pleasure was building up, coiling in the pit of my stomach. Frank sucked on my next, finger fucking me roughly.

"N-not gonna last," I muttered.

It's been so long since we've done anything, I felt like I was gonna come already. My head fell back as I tried to catch my breath. Pleasure was running all through my veins, making my head spin. My hand reached down, wrapping around my erection as I stroked myself quickly. I came in my hand, shaking and moaning.

"D-daddy," I whimpered as he pulled out his fingers.

"So good, baby boy," Frank whispered, kissing my cheek.

I could feel the hard on in his pants pressing against my hips and I reached down to palm him through his jeans.

"Fuck, baby boy," Frank muttered.

I sat up and pushed him back against the mattress, pushing his shirt up and pulling his jeans and boxers down around his thighs. I stroked him slowly, kissing around the base of his erection.

"You're so fucking good, baby," Frank whispered, running his fingers through my red hair.

I licked up the underside before wrapping my lips around his tip. I took him into my mouth, sucking softly.

"I love you, baby boy," he mumbled.

I took him all the way in my mouth, feeling him hit the back of my throat as he gasped. I gagged, feeling his grip tighten in my hair. My nose pressed into the curly hair before I moved back up. His hips jerked up and I gagged softly.

"Fuck, god, fuck," he gasped.

I moaned around him and he groaned. I breathed through my nose, moving my head up and down. Frank's hips stuttered up, his hand tightening his grip. I looked up at him, his head as tipped back as he moaned. I pulled off and giggled quietly.

"Daddy, gotta be quiet," I said.

He nodded, pushing me back down on him. His hips rocked up as he fucked my mouth. I moaned, my hand reaching up to palm his balls. His hips stuttered and I could tell he was close as I took more of him into my mouth.

He pushed me off, wrapping his hand around himself. I pouted as he stroked himself quickly, coming in his hand. I grabbed some tissues, cleaning us both up. I pulled his boxers back up and pulled off his jeans, snuggling up to his side.

"Why didn't you let me swallow?" I asked sadly, my voice rough.

I loved sucking Frank off, he knew that.

"Because, well, you know...the baby eats what you eat," he mumbled.

I giggled and blushed.

"Just get some rest," he said. "I love you."

"I love you too, daddy," I said.

I gave him a kiss, resting my head on his chest as I felt something in my stomach.

"I just felt the baby kick," I said.

Frank's eyes widened as he rested a hand on my stomach.

"I-I don't feel anything," he said.

"You won't be able to feel it for a few months, daddy," I said with a small chuckle.

Frank looked disappointed and I giggled. Either way, he kept his hand rested on my stomach as we fell asleep together.