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Chapter 23

Mean's eyes light up when they look into Plan's eyes. Plan stared at him innocently. Doesn't he know that this request is adding to Mean's suffering? Massage Plan? In this state of passion and satisfaction? How could Mean hold himself, when his fingers touched the softness of Plan's skin on his hands?

"Okay, turn around," Mean growled again. Plan never asked him for help, and if Plan did, it would mean Plan was really in pain. Mean's fingers move across Plan's head, to the silky strands of hair that feel soft against his fingers. The strands are usually where Mean drowns his head when he reaches his incredibly delicious orgasms on top of his wife's body.... Shit! Don't think about it, Mean!

Mean massages and as if he hasn't tormented enough, during the process, Plan keeps moaning with pleasure because of Mean's massage. Sometimes even moaning, just like how he moaned when Mean fondled him, and it was excruciatingly torturous. Mean's masculinity is throbbing, and Mean feels himself about to explode with passion, his passion for Plan.

"It is enough?"

"I'm still a little dizzy on this side," Plan tilts his head, showing off his warm and smooth shoulders, making Mean want to bite gently on the soft spot over there...

Shit. Shit. Shit! While continuing to massage Plan, Mean cursed continuously in his heart, Then when Plan seemed relaxed, Mean releasing his massage carefully.

Good. Plan is asleep. Now maybe he'll take a cold shower, or else he'll burn all night in this bed. Suffering from being insatiable. Equally careful, Mean moved out of bed, about to step into the bathroom.

"Mean"

Mean nearly groaned at Plan's call, "What's Plan ?," Mean hissed hoarsely

"Now I'm not dizzy anymore"

Quiet.

Mean was stunned for a moment, then realized the meaning of Plan's words, he immediately lay back on the bed, full of passion.

"Good," he whispered hoarsely then turned Plan's body and crushed his lips mercilessly. His bubbling passion could not hold back anymore, Mean touched Plan every touch.

"Am I going to hurt you?" Plan smiled for understanding, "A little pain in that part," he sighed.

Mean didn't say anything, the man just kissed the tip of Plan's nipple, then played with his tongue softly, his hands rolling down and touching, finding that Plan was ready and excited for him,

By restraining himself, Mean crushes Plan and pulls his body together, trying to hold back to be careful, because his wife is pregnant, oh my!

Their bodies coalesce, and Mean moves as gently as he can. But passion flared through his entire bloodstream when Plan finally reached orgasm, sending him too freefall into a deep abyss of satisfaction.

***

Their relationship improved again, although a little stiff. And the increasing age of pregnancy. Plan realized that he loved his husband. Yes, Plan noticed when he missed Mean when he wasn't there. Jeez... missing Mean Phiravich was the last thing on Plan's mind, but it did happen.

Nine months had passed, now Plan's stomach was completely distended and his movements were slow. Plan couldn't even see his own knees because his stomach was blocked.

Plan gently rubbed his stomach, maybe because of this child, maybe because of the hormonal changes. Plan does not know, what is certain is that every time he is around Mean, his feelings become warm.

Oh, Mean doesn't change. Still the same, so cold, stiff, and scary to employees and co-workers, and so full of affection in bed. Mean's sex style changed since Plan became pregnant, even as Plan's pregnancy got older, he didn't touch Plan anymore. he just gently stroked Plan's hair before going to sleep. And even though he still doesn't seem like he can accept Plan's pregnancy, at least Mean looks like he's trying to compromise.