As she hears Riley's voice, Raccy turns toward him with a start. Her eyes widen in surprise before quickly filling with tears. She nods, unable to speak past the lump in her throat. It's been so long since they've seen each other this way; their bodies intertwined like two halves of the same soul.

She reaches out a shaking hand to brush a strand of hair from his face, her fingers trembling at the feel of his skin against hers. "I... I just can't help it," she whispers hoarsely. "The nesting instinct is so strong..." She trails off, unable to finish the thought as another contraction wracks her body.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she leans heavily against him, their connection growing even more intense in this moment of shared vulnerability. Riley's arms circle her waist, holding her close as he whispers soothing words into her ear. "

Her cheeks flush at his words, her heart racing in anticipation. Despite the pain and discomfort she's feeling, a shiver of desire runs through her at the thought of being with him one last time before their babies arrive. She nods hesitantly, biting her bottom lip as she looks up into his eyes.

Slowly, they lower themselves to the soft blankets covering the floor. Their movements are gentle but urgent, a dance born of love and need. As Riley's hands roam over her body, she arches into him with a moan, her hips bucking against his touch in search of release.

The pleasure building inside her is almost too much to bear; it feels as if every nerve ending is on fire. She gasps his name as the world begins to spin and her body tenses, her muscles tensing around him in a vice-like grip. An orgasm washes over her like a tidal wave, leaving her panting and spent.