Pregnant Reader/America

"THE HERO IS HERE!" (y/n) almost dropped the plate of pizza she had taken out of the microwave at the loud sound of her husband's loud voice. A blur of brown ran through the doorway of the kitchen and towards her. Eyes widening in panic, (y/n) quickly placed the plate on the counter, then braced herself for the tight embrace that was about to come. Alfred picked up his clearly pregnant wife and spun her in a circle, his arms tightening around her in his joy.

(y/n) let out a laugh at the enthusiastic blond, the happiness just radiated off of him and she couldn't help but be swept up by him. "Welcome home!" She said, once he stopped spinning her. His arms were wrapped around her waist, his 'hero' smile stretched across his lips.

"How are my two favorite girls doing." He asked, giving (y/n) a kiss, before falling to his knee's and kissing her belly.

"What makes you think it's a girl?" (y/n) asked.

"Because I'm the hero." He replied, his blue eyes shining with mirth. "It would only make the most logical sense."

(y/n) laughed, "Of course, because her daddy will be her hero, god Al, how much mor-" (y/n) was unable to finish teasing her husband as the man rose to his full height and kissed her passionately. One of his hands buried in her (h/c) hair, while the other was at the small of her back, keeping her near him. Unable to resist, (y/n) returned his hungry kiss, she had gone a couple of days without her hero and she desperately wanted all of him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and let him pick her up. Without breaking the kiss, Alfred sat (y/n) down on the counter. Standing between her legs he was able to feel her protruding belly against his own, and her soft breasts against his chest.

(y/n) had her eyes closed, she could feel his hard body pressed up against her own and it made certain parts of her body clench tightly. She couldn-

Alfred pulled away, breaking his wife's thoughts. He smiled at the cute pout she made at the lose of his lips, but he brought a finger under her nose, and when he pulled away she saw blood on it.

"Did I make you that hot (y/n)?" He asked.

Eyes widening (y/n) brought a hand to her nose only to discover the same results. Cursing she looked around for something to use, the doctor said this could happen more often than before because of some stupid hormone thing. Alfred had a napkin in his hands as he cleaned what had dripped down. Taking the towel from him, (y/n) pinched her nose with it, that was what she was told to do.

When she looked back up at Alfred she saw him with a large smile on his face, the silliness of their situation made her unable to resist; she burst out laughing, soon followed by the blond.

"Don't worry, your hero will try to be less sexy next time." He winked, pressing a kiss to (y/n)'s forehead.