MewGulf oneshots

18+ (mpreg) Blame it on the hormones

Waking up next to the love of your life is a dream come true.

And even if that love is needy AF because of certain hormones.

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Light snoring could be heard from a, with sunlight-filled, bedroom. The birds chirping happily and the sun slowly waking the people from their nightly slumber.

A few early birds were jogging or reading the newspaper on their lawn already, but these 2 still were in their own bubble, sleeping tightly.

Arms wrapped around each other, one with his head on the other's chest. Cheeks puffy and light snores leaving his parted lips. Legs a tangled mess wrapped around each others. A soft sign left the younger's lips and he lifted his head to turn around on his side to find a new position to sleep in. This woke up the older man. His eyes fluttered, waking up from his beautiful dream, still wrapped around his lovers back and head buried on his shoulder.

Mew woke up slowly looking up to see that the sun was already up, indicating it was early in the morning. He sniffed in the smell of his now husband. Husband, what a word, a smile spread on his face.

He wrapped his arms around his beautiful husband and caressed his sides. He pushed his face on his back rubbing his face in his nightshirt.

Gulf slowly stirred in his sleep with the soft caressing of Mew's fingers on his sides. Mew smiled at that, they had been together for so many years already and he still fell in love with him over and over again. How he softly snored and how angelic he looked when sleeping. He slowly sat up and caressed Gulf's soft blushing cheek.

"Baby wake up, it's morning already." he said smiling down at said boy who tried to keep on sleeping.

"hmm..." he heard him groan out. Mew grinned how could he not give him anything he wanted. He was the most precious thing in his world. Well almost... he would add another precious thing to this world in a few months.

He looked down at his covered body and laid-back down against Gulf's back. He wrapped his arms around him caressing from his hip up to his swollen belly. He laid his hand on the big belly and drew little circles on the stretched skin. Gulf stirred some more and let out a sigh. His eyes slowly fluttered open and blinked away his sleep.

"Good morning beautiful." Mew whispered, kissing his shoulder and neck.

"Good morning..." a groggily Gulf said back to him, a small smile adored his face.

Mew kept kissing his shoulder and back, playing and sliding his hands over the small belly. They still had a few months to go and he couldn't wait to see him waddle though the house all swollen and glowing.

When Gulf had told him the news that he was pregnant he was so excited he had carried him through the whole house, swirling him around. He had helped him when he had morning sickness and was very patient when he had another breakdown when they were out of pickles or any weird craving he had.

He gave him foot rubs every night and massaged his aching belly from the fast-growing baby. Mew loved seeing his body change and how he became prettier with the day. Pregnancy really stood Gulf good. He would say that every day to him while hugging him when Gulf once again would say he looked fat.

But, lately, there was another thing that Gulf had been craving. Mew had read about it but never thought it would be anything like this.

Gulf was craving sex. A lot.

Gulf would be on him any chance he got. When Mew came back home, he would already look at him with those eyes and biting his lip, asking for it.

He didn't mind though. For once he wasn't the one always wanting Gulf. Gulf would attack him anywhere in the house. The sex went from the kitchen to the couch and the shower was his favourite. He would take any opportunity to slip in the shower with Me just to get nailed against the wall. High moans bouncing off the tiles and nails scratching Mew's back.