Season Four Madney One Shots

Chapter One. Tag to 4.1. Living in separate households sucks. Chimney just got home from work. Maddie is home alone, and pregnant. Things...ensue. NSFW.

A/N: I started this one shot in September and it just wasn't working, but here we are! Last night's episode made my plot make a LOT more sense.

"I'm really not looking forward to another long day tomorrow," Chimney said, leaning on his shoulder to keep the phone from sliding away. Both hands were busy; one was struggling to open his apartment door, and one held his duffel.

He heard Maddie's voice on the other end, and smiled to think of her. "I wish we could be together," she said. "But baby mango versus pandemic had another idea."

"It'll end," he said. "We just have to be careful right now."

He could hear the smile in her voice. He was inside by now; putting his duffel up, slipping his shoes off. "We really need to find a name for baby Mango," she said. "Instead of baby Mango."

"Well, we'd need to know what baby will be then," he said.

"Well, we decided to wait," she replied. "Besides, names shouldn't be gendered."

Chimney smiled at the phone. "That's true enough," he said. "And the decision against a gender reveal was very smart considering the fires going on."

Maddie groaned. "Don't remind me," she said. "I'm just so grateful to be far enough away, but my heart is breaking."

"I wish I was there with you," Chimney said.

"I know," she replied. "And I'm usually the last person to say that."

"I just hate the thought of you alone, what if something happens?" He asked, serious now. "I know Albert is there, but I get nervous."

"We already talked about this," she said, voice soft. "Remember? We've got others on standby for baby emergencies. And I talked to baby Mango about this, they know not to come before you are cleared to visit me. Yes, this isn't what we planned. But it is what it is."

"Yeah, because babies only come when it's convenient for their parents," Chimney said wryly. "I hope it all works out. I've got time off lined up with Bobby, two weeks to qurantine and then just some paid baby time with you."

"See? We've got a plan," she said. "And I love you so much for being so concerned but right now, that's not what you need to be worrying about."

"You shouldn't be worrying either," he said. "And text me the instant something happens."

"I'll have you on facetime," she said. "You know that."

"Speaking of facetime," he replied, and tapped a button. In moments, Maddie's face filled the screen, and he smiled. Seeing her, being with her in this way, just erased the stress.

"Hi," she whispered. "You've got the later shift tomorrow, right?"

"Yes, but I'm exhausted," he said. "I'll probably grab a nap."

She blew a kiss. "Or something else," she said, and winked.

He wasn't quite as tired as he had been. "What?" He asked, growing alert.

She shrugged, her cheeks growing pink. "I know we haven't done this much before," she said. "But Albert is out for the evening doing Covid appropriate and safe activities, and we are all alone." She set the phone down so that she could back up. He could see her upper body now, and relished the sight. Her pregnant belly was covered with delicate white lace, and her breasts were barely covered by this...nightgown. It could hardly be called that. He doubted she planned on sleeping in it. "I got it today," she said, turning to show off the gown. "I wanted to make you feel better."

She reached her hands up, testing the gowns limits, and ran her hands through her hair. She looked self conscious, but when she glanced at the phone, she grinned.

He knew he must look hungry.

"Babe, this is just cruel," he whispered. "But I am so glad you did this."

She licked her lips. "I figured it just gives you something to come back to," she teased.

"I wish I was there even more now," he said. "The things I would do."

She leaned forward, giving him a view down the gown, and he swallowed. "What would you do?" She asked, voice husky.

The phone sex thing, it was awkward, but it was also thrilling in a different way. It felt naughtier, like they'd get caught.

"I would...touch you," he began.

She arched an eyebrow, and he forged ahead. "I would touch your...breasts."

She raised her hands to her breasts, gently cupping them. "How would you touch them?" She crooned.

"I would hold them like that," he said. "Just like you are. And then I'd squeeze them a little tighter. Give them a bounce. Gently pinch your nipples, since I know they're tender."

She did the motions as he listed them, making his erection build that much faster. "You don't have to be that gentle," she whispered. Her face was bright red now, and Chimney knew she felt self conscious...but she was trying to distract him, and he knew that she wanted this just as much as he did...if not more.

"Okay, then I'm not that gentle," he said. He could feel the heat building. "I would start to play with those straps. Fiddle with them. Start to ease them down your shoulders."

She started to do as he'd listed, and he felt like he couldn't breathe. Her nightgown was just about to clear her shoulders when….

Buck's voice came loud and clear through the apartment door, and Chim jumped. Maddie had heard it too, and there was a muttered "Oh god" before she disappeared from screen by turning her camera off.

Chimney felt the keen bite of disappointment, and held back from swearing as Buck entered. What was he going to say? "Get the fuck out, I was about to have zoom sex with your sister?"

He instead took a long breath, smiled, and went back to now suddenly age appropriate call with Maddie. She'd found a sweatshirt, and looked decidedly different from the moment before.

"I love you," he told her, and her face softened.

"We just want to be with you right now," she said. "As soon as possible."

He kissed his fingers and held them up to the camera, the best he could manage right now. Someday soon, they would be together again, safe and sound.

He couldn't wait.