Oneshots (MxM)

This time around was rough. I leaned over as gently as I could to pick up the towel I dropped in front of the stove but, to no avail, I almost tipped over like a cow. Thankfully, Ryan saw me struggling to manuveur my pregnant body and cutely skipped over to pick it up and put it back on the hook.

It has been a few weeks of unsteadyness for me as a first time birther. My nipples were sore and swollen, my feet felt like I pulled on 3 pairs of socks, and worst of all I could not see anything farther than my belly. Nothing fit right, not even my pair of shorts covered in lobsters Ryan had gotten for my birthday. The worst thing of all was the weird smells I have suddenly picked up one. I made Ryan throw out ever bottle of shampoo and detergent in the house. I remember we searched the store for hour because every other scent I smelled made my stomach turn. I was downright miserable and secretly wish Ryan carried this first baby instead of me but here I was stuck for another two months before they sliced me open.

"Leo", my husband said my name in his soft southern drawl. He held my waist, slight rubbing it and brought my left hand to his lips to kiss my wedding band. I huffed and lean into his warm embrace wrapping my arms as far as they could go around his solid torso. My head rest on his collarbone as he ran his soft hands through my tangled braids.

"Why don't you go lay down for a bit. I can take care of cleaning. I can see how frustrated you are right now." He grabbed me tenderly by my wrists and guided my waddling figure to the living room. I was aggravated that my movement was limited because of my huge bump but gosh his cute face and soft voice took off the edge.

"Now, you just have a rest and watch some TV." He said thrusting the remote into my hand before sitting on the ottoman and pulling my aching feet into his lap.

"Let me help you with your troubles." Ryan slowly applied pressure to the balls of my feet and I swear I moaned. The remote was quickly abandoned as my attention was now focused on my husband. He always knew how to relieve any pain I had. From my swollen feet, to my morning sickness, to my insatiable libido, he had healing hands.

"Leo, baby, that sounded nice. Just relax and let me take care of you."

Ryan slowly worked on my feet. The pressure he used was perfect and I was having a really hard time keeping quiet as usual during his legendary massages. He kneaded my ankles and slow made his was to my calves that were tight as drums. The pressure unbearable, so unbearble I tossed my head back sucking in air and realeasing a satisfied hums as he worked by muscles.

It was almost becoming a bit much. My arousal was becoming more noticeable.

"It's okay darling, let me take care of that as well." Ryan worked his magic all the way up my thighs. He was teasing me a little more than I wished. I let out a bratty whine to signal my neediness but my mind suddely drifted off to all the things I needed to do today.

"Hey, Ryan, you know the dishes really need to be done, and I have to make dinner, laundry is still the dryer and I have to finish my errand from yesterday because I threw up all ov-"

"Alright baby, relax a little. I am gonna take care of you, just let my worship your beauty a little. I will take care over all the things you think you have to do. I can help you, I promise"

Ryan was such a lover. He always worship my body no matter how much it had changed over the last 6 months. He loved my thick and thin. Grumpy or happy. He really was a perfect man. He always helps and tries to unload my plate. He just happened to marry a man with type A qualities

He drew me back into his honey trap by dragging his soft fingers across the inner portion of my sensitive thighs. His motions were light and dangerous. The back of his hand just happend to graze the fabric of my underwear.

"Well, looks like someone is nice and wet for me." He smirk running his hand over the damp fabric, applying a light pressure that caused my back to arch a little.

Ryan pulled aside my snug boxers and slowly brushed his hand against my vulva. That man really knew his way around my clit. He gently rubbed it up and down, side to side. My fingers dug into his forearm while he started to talk sensually.

"Leo, does that feel nice baby? Should I move a little faster." Ryan whispered in my ear. He was teasing me with that sweet smile of his and devilish dimples. I watch his eyes roam all over my body while I admired his freckled face. Green eyes that rival fresh cut grass and fluffy coppertoned hair that fell laid beautifly on his shoulders. He was a dream, a dream that was now moving his fingers fast along my swollen clit. I jerked forward and pant quick as he moved faster. His pace was perfect and I could feel the pleasure building inside of my stomach.

" Leo, you are gorgeus, let me hear your voice." He egged me on as he went faster rubbing my clit in circles while using my wettness to ease the movemnent.

I was get close. He moved faster and faster almost as punishing speed. I grabbed on to the arm of the couch to brace my self for the incoming orgasm. He continued on making circular motions around my throbbing clit. I was right at the edge. My muscles tense but then I felt pause.

"Leo." I looked down at my husband who was now inbetween my thighs.

" Let me taste you baby." He made quick of work his tongue and resumed his motions only with his tongue now. Over and over he licked and slurped on my dripping vulva.

"Fuck, Ryan. I am gonna cum all over your face" I said breathlessly. He was driving me crazy. My thigh began to tremble and my chest was heaving even though he was doing all the work. I felt all of muscles tense then let go as my orgasm hit my like a truck

"Ahhh, Ryan!" I screamed bucking my hips further into his face. He grabbed onto my thighs and held on tight as I rode his skilled tongue. He kept going, lick and sucking. I was so sensitive but to my pleasure he was still locked into his spot between my thighs, lips still working on my now slighly sore clit.

"Ryan, baby, I just came. You can lighten up a little. " I whined in pleasure. He kept going moving as he did before trying to make me cum again.

"Ryan, I am serious. I have to pee actually. Let me go to the restroom."

He held onto me, almost challenging me. I liked when he did this most of the time but the baby was bouncing on my bladder and I really had to go to restroom.

"Baby, please!" I moaned. He didn't let up only sucking harder and harder until I couldn't take it. My second orgasm hit like a wave and a fountain bursted from me. Ryan, however, stayed close and took in my release.

I was seeing stars and melted into the couch like butter on hot pancakes. He continue his menistrations. Cleaning up the cum and fluids that leaked from my holes. I huffed before I felt sleep coming over me. I felt Ryan pull away from his work and wipe me down a little. He lifted me up bridal style and carried me across the house to our small bedroom. He gently placed me on the folded back sheets and kissed my face and lips. He grabbed my lotion and rubbed my belly with it before placing a gently kiss on top of my bump as well. I felt the clothes I was wearing slide off of me and my braids being pulled into a lose ponytail. Ryan was getting me ready for bed, just the way I liked. I nearly purred as I laid in the nude against the fresh sheets. I felt a warm fuzzines engulf my entire body and allowed my drowsiness pull me further under. I brought my hand around my side and laid it on my belly. I tapped a familiar rythm on it out of pure habit.

"Leo, darling you look like a dream, taking such good care of our little prince inside of you." He gave me another long, tender kiss.

"Goodnight baby." He whispered as he shuffled the bedding and tucked me under our weighted blanket. I felt him climb in behind me and brush a few of my braids out of face and nuzzle my belly before I fully fell asleep.

"Maybe being pregnant isn't so bad"