Hera lounged on the marital bed, her six-month-pregnant belly protruding as she perused a gossip scroll. She couldn't help but roll her eyes at the latest tale of Aphrodite's romantic escapades. "Really, can't the goddess of love find something better to do than frolic with every deity she lays her eyes on?" Hera muttered to herself.
The sound of the door opening caught her attention, and she glanced up to see Zeus entering the room. Immediately, his eyes were drawn to Hera's fuller figure. He admired the way her breasts had grown and the curve of her belly. "You're looking more and more irresistible every day, my love," he said, his voice husky.
Hera raised an eyebrow at him, a playful smile on her lips. "Like what you see, husband?" she asked, her tone teasing.
Zeus grinned, moving closer to the bed. "I do, wife. You're positively radiant."
Hera snorted, setting the scroll aside. "Radiant, huh? I'll believe that when I see it."
Zeus chuckled, climbing onto the bed and straddling Hera. He leaned down, nuzzling her neck. "Oh, you'll see it alright."
Hera giggled, swatting at his shoulder. "Get off me, you oaf. I'm trying to read."
Zeus nipped at her earlobe, causing Hera to gasp. "I think you'll find my company much more interesting than that scroll, my love."
Hera tried to push him away, but Zeus was too strong. He pinned her hands above her head, his body pressing hers into the mattress.
Hera glared up at him, trying to maintain her annoyance, but it was quickly melting away. "Fine," she huffed. "But if you're going to insist on this, at least be quick about it. I have important things to do."
Zeus chuckled, lowering his head to capture Hera's lips in a kiss. His hands began to wander, exploring her body. Hera responded to his touch, her body heating under his skilled fingers. She couldn't help but moan as he cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her nipples.
Zeus broke the kiss, moving down her body. He trailed kisses along her belly, his hands still caressing her breasts. Hera's breath hitched as Zeus's mouth reached the hem of her tunic. She lifted her hips, allowing him to pull it off.
Zeus tossed the tunic aside, his eyes taking in Hera's naked form. "You are truly a vision, my love," he murmured, his hands roaming over her body.
Hera couldn't help but smile at the compliment, her irritation forgotten. She wrapped her legs around Zeus's waist, pulling him closer. "Well, don't just stare at me. Do something about it."
Zeus chuckled, complying with her demand. The two of them lost themselves in each other, the room filled with their moans and laughter. Hera couldn't help but think that perhaps being pregnant had its perks after all.
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