Nikolai watched Nikita with a quiet gaze. He found her changes since they became lovers quite impressive, even more so after becoming pregnant.
She even overcame her jealousy that used to overwhelm her.
Nikolai hugged her tight when she suggested bringing the others. He wanted to have trusted people to help with this, but he worried about their feelings and whether they might argue.
However, seeing her changes, he understood that his thoughts might have been incorrect.
His lovers weren't static dolls that would only change when told or ordered, but living women that constantly thought and decided for themselves.
"I love you, Nikita."
"Nn, I love you too. Nikolai."
The soft sensation of her body, the delicate warmth that spread through him each time she touched him. Her increased body temperature was because she was pregnant. These small things added up to create a sense of comfort he couldn't get elsewhere.
'I am lucky to have such support.'
