Circling

Tristan Trilogy- Story 3

CHAPTER 3

Tristan had another doctor's appointment scheduled for Friday but Kevin wanted to speak to the doctor privately before then. He not only wanted to ask about whether or not Tristan could travel but also about the impact that any negative feedback resulting from a marriage announcement might cause. The label's publicist had already called Kevin to tell him that MTV would be making a small mention of the fact on one of their hourly news broadcasts. They would announce on Saturday afternoon - one of the lowest rated time periods - and the news would be slipped in between other items. It would neither lead nor finish the broadcast.

The group would pay for MTV's discretion and subtlety later on, either just before or after the new album was released. MTV and the Backstreet Boys had developed a mutual need long ago. They had become proficient at scratching each other's back.

Kevin also wanted to ask the doctor some questions of a rather personal nature. After Nick and Holly had left on Wednesday, Tristan had begun to tease him by tugging at his belt and fondling him through his jeans. Kevin had enjoyed her playfulness and he had teased her back by telling her that seduction wouldn't get her to Sweden and that the only reason she loved him was because he could provide her with trips to exotic places. Tristan had laughingly agreed with his assessment and then provoked him into chasing her up the stairs to their bedroom. Her coquettish attitude had turned him on and he had wanted her badly. Tristan knew this and continued to fan the flames. She had wanted him, too.

He had pushed her against the wall of their bedroom, lifted her and then penetrated her with some force. Tristan hadn't complained. Just the opposite. She had urged him on and their lovemaking had become frenzied and rugged. They had peaked together, sharing a furious and literally breathtaking orgasm that had left them both weak. Kevin had continued to lean into her, relishing the sensation of her slowly subsiding contractions around him.

Kevin had carried Tristan to the bed after that and had watched her fall asleep as he stroked her belly and let his mind drift to their babies. Soon, his thoughts became unsettling. He remembered Tim talking about his wife's pregnancy and how her doctor had told them to stop intercourse before the baby was due because orgasm caused the uterus to contract. [That couldn't be good…] Kevin had the ability to control Tristan's orgasms to some degree, if he chose to. He rarely chose to, preferring to let the color of their intimacy dictate the result. Slow and gentle sex usually resulted in long, rolling waves of pleasure, punctuated by gasps and moans. Intense and urgent lovemaking would almost always end in an explosion of white heat and screams. Both were excellent but Kevin wondered if the type of sex they had would affect Tristan's condition. He began to worry about the increased blood pressure that occurred during sexual stimulation and foreplay and on through to the moment of release. Then he began to consider the fact that Tristan often had multiple orgasms. That was his fault. God, he could stay inside of her all night… Kevin really didn't want to talk to anybody about this… Not this.

Dr. Malone had anticipated the fact that Kevin Richardson would be calling him about something. Probably everything. During his many years of practice, he had learned to pick out the perspective fathers who were 'Nervous Nellies' - the ones most likely to panic and worry about everything. Kevin was definitely one of those. His worry would be compounded by the fact that he didn't want Tristan to worry - he would do it for both of them. The doctor guessed that Kevin was extremely protective, easily frustrated and control oriented. Here was a man who would feel that treating his wife like she were made of glass and hovering over her would keep her and their babies from harm. He had suggested to Kevin that he come to the office later that afternoon rather than discuss his concerns over the phone.

Kevin arrived at the doctor’s office wearing a fisherman’s hat pulled down over his eyes which were hidden behind sunglasses. He needn’t have bothered. Dr. Malone didn’t see patients on Thursdays unless he had a delivery or an emergency of some sort. The waiting room was empty and the doctor could see him right away.

“Is there a problem with Tristan?” Dr. Malone asked.

He guessed that there was not and that Kevin had something else on his mind since Tristan wasn’t with him. He was going to have to pull Kevin’s concerns out of him.

Kevin smiled nervously. “No, she seems to be fine...” He looked down into his lap and played with his fingers.

“Good, good... You wanted to talk to me about something?”

Kevin squirmed in his seat. He might as well start off with the easy stuff. “Uh, yeah - a couple of things.” He cleared his throat and began. “Tristan found out that we had planned to do some recording in Sweden in a few weeks. She got all excited and can’t wait to go.” Kevin paused. “We met over there...”

“I see...” Dr. Malone nodded. “Go on.”

“Well, she’s gonna have a fit if she can’t go and, frankly, I don’t want to leave her here alone so if she can’t travel, then I’d like to know before she asks you tomorrow so I can make some other arrangements if I have to.”

The doctor sat back in his chair and flipped through Tristan’s chart.

“Hmmm,” he sighed, shaking his head. “The only answer I have, Kevin, is ‘I don’t know’. It will really depend on how she’s doing at the time. If you’re going next week, I’ll have to say no.”

“We’re going in six weeks...”

“Well, that could make a difference. By then we should have established a blood pressure pattern for her and she’ll be into her second trimester. If her blood pressure isn't dangerously elevated and things seem be going along all right with the babies, she may be able to make the trip - if she gets plenty of rest. I can’t predict that. We’ll have to wait and see.”

“Okay. I understand..”

“Anything else?” Dr. Malone looked at Kevin over the top of his glasses.

“Yeah.. Do you know what I do? For a living, I mean?” Kevin asked, somewhat embarrassed,

“I didn’t until one of the nurses went nuts in my office. I had to threaten her with her job to keep her from chasing you out to the parking lot last week,” the doctor chuckled. “Why?”

Kevin pulled his hat off and sighed. “Tristan and I got married at the beginning of the year, but only a very few people know about it. I feel like, under the circumstances, it should be out in the open. The powers that be are a little upset about all of this. There will probably be some negative fallout. Tristan may be attacked..”

“Physically?” Dr Malone sat up in his seat, alarmed.

“I don’t think so..." Kevin answered weakly, remembering Tristan’s injury last year. “We have security...”

“Use it.” The doctor said sternly.

“I will..” Kevin nodded. “My main concern right now is the personal attacks she may get from fans. They sometimes make things up, name call - things like that. Tristan puts on a good show but, believe me, these things upset her. They would anybody. Fans can be vicious and cruel.” Kevin looked off into space, frowning. “It’s impossible to insulate her from that completely. I just hate to see her upset...” Kevin looked back at the doctor. “They’re going to make an announcement on Saturday. Tristan knows this. She’s very happy that we won’t have to hide our relationship anymore. So am I.”

This was somewhat of a dilemma. The doctor rubbed his chin thoughtfully for a few moments and then leaned on his elbows toward Kevin.

“Okay. This could be very stressful for her, to the point where it could affect her blood pressure dramatically. Disappointment over a trip is one thing. Fear is something else but keeping it quiet may prove to be counterproductive, as well. That’s had to produce some stressful situations for the two of you already.” Kevin nodded sadly. “Here’s what I want you to do. Get a blood pressure machine. She should take her pressure twice a day, anyway and I was going to tell her this tomorrow. She may ask a lot of questions but I can fudge through that for a few more weeks. If she starts to get flack or criticism from your fans and if affects her adversely, you should be able to tell from the readings. If that happens, you call me immediately. I’ll have to prescribe...”

Kevin squirmed in his chair and nodded. Okay...I can do this.....

“Anything else?” the doctor asked.

Kevin shuffled his feet and looked nervously around the room, avoiding Dr, Malone’s gaze. He shook his head slowly but made no attempt to leave his seat. Dr. Malone waited for a moment before he spoke.

“Are you sure Kevin?”

He had an idea that Kevin might want to discuss something of a more personal nature. He had seen the body language before. Kevin felt like he was in the hot seat and tried to stay purely objective and 'scientific'.

"I do have a question about…"Kevin's eyes closed as he forced out the words. "…. marital relations."

Dr. Malone suppressed a smile. These questions were so hard for some men, like the one sitting in front of him now. He decided to let Kevin off the hook.

"That's very normal, Kevin. In fact, I should have spoken to you about that when you came in for the first visit. Do you have a specific concern or do you just want me to give you the speech?"

"Speech…" Kevin squeaked.

"Okay. Sex is fine unless it's uncomfortable for the mother in which case a change in position should take care of the problem." Kevin's neck began to turn a little pink. "The only prohibition right now is that you don't penetrate so forcefully that the cervix is injured. If there is any bleeding, I need to know immediately - even if it's just a little. Normal relations can continue until the mucus plug is passed."

"What?" Kevin was frowning.

"I'll give you a book to read,"

"Uh. Okay…"

"That doesn't happen until the babies are getting ready to be born and Tristan starts to dilate."

"Oh. Okay…"

"Read the book, Kevin."

“Okay…"

Dr. Malone pushed his chair back and touched the tips of his fingers together studying his patient's husband.

"I do have to warn you about something…"

“Okay…"

The doctor rolled his eyes at Kevin's suddenly limited vocabulary and continued.

"Tristan may develop some fairly severe mood swings during her pregnancy. She may be laughing one minute and crying the next. She may be sweet as candy and then suddenly become psycho bitch. These moods will be unpredictable. You never know what may set them off…" Dr. Malone looked at Kevin and tried to offer an explanation. "Hormones…"

"Oh. Okay…"

"Sexual desire and stimulation may not be a problem," he went on. "There are women who don't want to be touched during this time. On the other hand, there are some who become sexually…..demanding. You may discover that Tristan wants it a lot. A whole lot."

"Uh. Okay…"

"Be ready for anything and as far as orgasm goes - yes, the uterus contracts somewhat but it's not a pushing type of contraction. If any cramping occurs during orgasm, I need to know."

"Uh. Okay…"

"Is Tristan multi-orgasmic?"

Kevin shifted in his seat. "That depends…" Kevin was trying to be impersonal and 'sexually correct' but Dr, Malone caught a bit of masculine pride in his vagueness. "You know…sometimes…" he smiled slightly.

"Don't try to break any records for the next few months. Okay?"

Kevin's smile flipped. "Oh. Okay…"

"Any more questions or concerns?"

Kevin shook his head and stood to leave.

"Thanks for your time." Kevin extended his arm and shook hands with the doctor.

"Don't hesitate to call me, Kevin. You'll probably have more questions as time goes on." The doctor smiled, leaned over to a nearby shelf and picked up a small volume. "Here, Don't forget your book."

"Oh. Okay…" Kevin nodded.

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Tristan Trilogy - Story III

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