Here it is! The last part of my commissioned story for  geckoguy123456789 ! He's my first commissioner since I started writing on FA and I'm very very flattered by that. Thanks a lot!

This was actually my favorite to write since I was able to get 'flowery' with the language a little bit. Enjoy!

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A lazy, mid-morning Sunday. The sun was blocked out by a thick blanket of clouds that dropped sheets of rain against the roof of the little house. The world outside was on a very wet, elongated pause. It would be the kind of day that time forgot about. The waiting period between one moment and the next. The warming up period for the great symphony, as the audience waits in rapt silence for the week to begin again. Life's refractory period. The afterglow of time.
Logan's internal clock woke him up for no reason in particular. Blinking away the heaviness of sleep, he glanced at the radio beside the bed. In glared back 7:26 in red, angry letters. He felt a quiet annoyance at waking up too early, but a quick relief at realizing he didn't have work to go to, anyway.
He flipped over onto his right side, pulling the blankets up to his neck, and unexpectedly caught eyes with Jennifer. She was already awake in the soft silence, laying on her side and protectively stroking her belly. She and the twins had grown as large as the third trimester implied, stretching the limits of what the young wolf's body could hold. The due date was mere days away, every instant counting closer to their children's inevitable and dramatic entrance. But as the days wore on, Jennifer's own serenity began to shine through. She rarely walked around their home clothed in more than her own sleek fur, but she glided and danced through her slow and heavy footsteps, every bit as elegant as a Greek nude. Logan felt waves of pity, fear, pride, and even jealousy wash over him as he watched his gravid wife. But he most of all felt awe that he had been sharing his bed with a Goddess for so long, and it had only taken until now for him to realize it.
“You're up?” Logan whispered, not ready to break the stillness of the air. Jennifer chuckled, her entire body shaking with the light movement. She looked up at him through the hair fallen over her face before returning her gaze to her stomach.
“I'm on baby time already,” Jennifer said, also in a soft whisper. “Get with the program.” A deep sigh rumbled through her, blowing the hair from her face. Her bare chest rose and fell steadily as the gray light from the blinded windows glanced off the sheen of her body. She was a sculpture, carved from silk, lacquered in copper. Her lines of fur the strokes of a paintbrush. Art imitates Life. Life imitates Jennifer.
“How are you?” Logan breathed, sliding closer. Jennifer took a deep breath, held it, then let it go.
“We're doing fine. The twins are pretty calm right now. Guess they don't have as much room as before.”
“That's good news,” Logan said. He crossed the distance under the covers until his head was lying against Jennifer's pillow and his flat middle barely barely touched her round one. He ran a delicate finger up her curve before resting it against her face. “But I want to hear about the mommy around the babies right now.”
It was too dark for Logan to see Jennifer's eyelids flutter as an indicator of her bashful side, but he knew it happened anyway. Looking up from her belly, she laid an arm against his hip, like they were about to dance together. She sighed, wearily.
“I'm....ready. Ready to meet them. Ready to have my old self back. Ready to start running again. I can't remember what it's like not to be pregnant anymore. I feel like I'm wearing an oversized Jennifer suit.”
“And I'm ready for you to take it off,” Logan said, licking the tip of Jennifer's nose. “But don't hang it up just yet. I think we'll need a daughter to round this all out, don't you?”
Jennifer recoiled with a look of horror and shock on her sleepy face.
“No! No, sweetie, I'm kidding! I'm kidding!” Logan quickly said, cupping her face in his hands and nuzzling softly against her muzzle. Of course, he wasn't entirely kidding, but that was a conversation for much, much later. “But was it really that bad? When you look back?”
“I don't regret a moment of it,” Jennifer said, rubbing the side of her belly as if in pain. “But that doesn't mean I liked it. There were...some parts better than others. But...” Jennifer's eyes betrayed the fear behind them. “...The worst is yet to come right?”
“It's not like it used to be,” Logan said, reassuringly. “With the painkillers and modern medicine practices, it's not like the screaming, horror births they used to be. That's practically an old maid's tale itse-” Logan caught himself, a soft grin splaying out on Jennifer's face. “Great, now you've got me doing it.”
Jennifer pulled Logan in, as leaning was a greater effort, and kissed him.
“I'm scared,” she said, “but when it's time, I won't be. When they're ready, so will I.”
“How in the world,” Logan said, “did I find the bravest woman in the world to have my babies?”
“Exactly how I found the man with the most hyperactive sperm,” Jennifer said, laughing at her own joke. “Bad luck!” Her deep laughter echoed through her body, only stopping as she sharply inhaled and pressed her hand against the downward curve of her belly. “Looks like somebody's an early riser.”
“Maybe you shouldn't be shaking their bed so much,” Logan teased.
“Well, according to Dr. Lin, we're not allowed to do much of that, either.”
“Doctor's order's. I'm not happy about it either.”
“Once I'm back in shape and the twins can sleep in their cribs, you're gonna owe me big time for pushing them out of me.”
“I think I owe you already for just carrying them this long,” Logan said. He slid his hand under the covers and wrapped his arm around Jennifer's round body. He felt a kick or two under the crook of his elbow, infrequent, but strong. The twins would be coming out fighters, that was for sure. He slid his hand down the swell until it ended on her adorably popped belly button, turned inside-out from the pressure of Jennifer's womb. He ran a thumb over it, the sensitivity causing her to gasp through her teeth.
“Logan,” Jennifer said, seriously. “Dr. Lin.”
“Dr. Lin didn't say anything about massages,” Logan protested. He slid a hand between the bed and he underside of her belly. “Here, turn over.”
“I'm not liking this 'massage' already,” Jennifer snarked. Holding her stomach with one arm, she hefted herself up with a pained groan until she was able to flop heavily down onto her back. Her belly stood straight up above her body and dominated her frame. With a pained moan, she rubbed either side of it and pouted.
“I can't even see my feeeeeeeet.”
“You don't need to see anything,” Logan said, sitting up on his knees and splaying his hands across her swell. “Just relax and feel.”
“Whatever you say,” Jennifer said, laying her head back down against the pillow. “I was feeling pretty relaxed already unt-”
Her words were broken off by a sharp inhale, followed by a deep and relaxing moan as Logan began his massage over the tight and tensed skin of her navel. Her belly was pulled tight enough that he could easily see the pink skin beneath her fur. As he worked his flexing fingers slowly down the sides of her body, he leaned in and softly liked the exposed flesh. Underneath him, Jennifer hissed at the sensation, then slowly let herself relax even further.
Logan himself felt a few bumps and squirms from inside and moved his fingers to the spot. He rubbed and massaged until Jennifer's sore belly began to soften under his touch. He leaned in closer to where he felt the baby and laid his head against it. Underneath the sound of Jennifer's overpowering heartbeat, he could hear the soft, rhythmic thumping of another, just barely out of sync with hers.
“Hey puppy,” he whispered. “I don't want to wait until you're out of there, so this will have to do.” Logan pulled away and kissed the spot above his pup, sucking on the skin just enough to send a tingling sensation to his wife, who softly moaned yet again.
“Ohhh....” she said, through deep breaths. “Do that again...”
“Planning on it,” Logan said, as he moved his softly kneading fingers back up to the upper swell of Jennifer's belly. “There's another one in here, remember?” He spread out his hands even further to lay his palms against her and began to slide them upward, pushing through her fur and pressing softly in with his wrists. Jennifer's relaxation was reaching an ecstasy. Her heavy limbs had fallen useless to her sides.
“There you are,” Logan whispered, feeling a shift of movement from Jennifer's womb. He leaned in and softly licked the thinned fur, lapping softly against her skin. She began to moan again, her tail thumping softly against the bed from between her legs. The pup unexpectedly kicked out directly against Logan's tongue. Startled, he simply chuckled quietly and gave that spot a kiss as well. “You'll be our problem child, for sure.”
“Oh God, Logan...” Jennifer breathed. She was too heavily pinned under her belly to writhe, but she ran her fingers through her hair. “How...did you get so good at this?”
“Years of desire, Jennifer,” he responded simply. He leaned down and licked directly on top of her outie belly button, causing her to shiver at the sensation and throw her arms over her face. He started to move his hands down below her navel, to the tense underbelly where the real weight of the pups was felt.
“Easy, Fido,” Jennifer warned, as his fingers drifted too close between her legs.
“I know, I know,” Logan said. “But I don't need to go that far to make you...” Logan massaged and kissed her sore underbelly, licking and running his tongue back up to her navel. Jennifer moaned again in pleasure, running her hands over the belly herself, throwing her head back and curling her toes. “...do that.” Logan finished.

After what seemed like hours, Jennifer and Logan both laid in bed beside one another, both of their hands on her belly, feeling as the drowsily awakening pups squirmed.
“So was it worth it?” Logan asked, after a long silence.
“Of course it was,” Jennifer responded, after no time at all.
The two kissed deeply, the happy couple more than ready to become a family.

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