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'I want a baby H, I really want one. But do you?' I asked through the FaceTime call.
'Fuck' he breathed out, running his hand through his hair to calm his beating heart.
'Fuck, I really do' he confirmed.
I smiled through the camera, my heart beating so fast. 'So..' I waited for his reply.
'Once I'm home from tour, then we can start trying for a baby. How does that sound?' He grinned.
Tears began to fall down my face. 'Harr-' but he cut me off.
'I love you, I really do' he whispered.
'I love you too' I smiled, sending him a kiss through the screen.
We unravel our clothes, throwing them to the side, staring at each other with so much love. He takes a few steps forward and I teasingly take a few steps back until I'm at the end of the bed. My body stumbles, but he catches me in his tight grip, pulling me even closer to him.
'Do you really want this?' He asks, nudging his nose with mine.
'Do you?' I ask.
He pulls away, looking back at me with love in his eyes. His hand moves a strand of hair that falls in front of my face.
'Fuck, you know I do' he curses in between heavy breaths.
I lean in slowly, nibbling lightly at his ear.
'Then make love to me, handsome' I whisper.
He gently lays me down, lightly kissing down my throat. His lips travel to my chest before making a pit stop at my breasts. His lustrous eyes stare at them for a while until he begins to feast on them, sucking, nibbling, licking.
'Fu-uck' I take a shaky breath.
My hands tangle in his hair, making fists with them. My body arches, but his hand presses gently to my stomach, pushing me back down.
'Gonna make a baby in there' he mumbles in between sucking.
His hand softly runs across my belly, making me feel butterflies flutter in the pit of my stomach. I can't help but grin from ear to ear.
'Gonna make babies in there' I correct him.
He looks up at me with furrow brows.
'H, I want as many as my body can take' I tell him.
He grins, showing of his dimples. His hand reaches to cup my face.
'I like the sound of that' he admits.
He places his lips back onto my breast, leaving it a nice blush pink. Then he begins to trail his lips down to my stomach, leaving open mouth kisses.
'As many as you can take' he repeats.
His hand traces soft circles there, smiling at the thought of a baby growing inside of me. I can feel my body tingle, shaking slightly as I feel the intensity build up.
'S'okay my love. I just need you soaking wet for me. Yeah? Gotta be gentle when it comes to this' he mumbles, kissing back to my stomach.
One finger traces through my folds, feeling my honey. He lets his finger roam aimlessly, but also with much tenderness.
'Fucking dripping wet for me already' he whispers in my ear.
He hastily removes his finger out of my dripping cunt, tasting the honey that remained on it. His eyes look back at me and he positions himself, ready to take his first thrust.
'I love you' he whispers while slowly pushing himself in.
I gasp as his cock pushes through my wet folds. My hands grip to his arms, squeezing them slightly.
'I love you too' I breath out, keeping my eyes on him.
My breaths are heavy, shaky as he gently thrusts into me. His eyes staring at mine the whole time.
'Fuck, Y/N. You're gonna be so beautiful pregnant. Gonna take my breath away every fucking day' he compliments, making me blush slightly.
He cups my face, kissing my lips softly.
'I' he takes another thrust. 'Love' he goes in heavy. 'You' his nose nudges against mine.
'I love you too' I cry out.
Tears are falling down my face and he lifts me up, letting me wrap my legs around his waist as I rest my head on his shoulder. His hands traces soft circles on my back, thrusting slowly into me.
'S'okay my love' he comforts.
He continues to whisper sweet nothings in my ear, kissing my hair here and there. He moves his face away, looking back at me with tender eyes and I can envision him looking at our baby just like that.
'Fuck, you're gonna be the best dad in the world' I take in shaky breaths through clouded tears.
'and your gonna be the best mum' he whispers.
I can feel my body shaking violently, but he holds me close. His lips presses drawn-out kisses to my forehead. He keeps going at a steady pace with gentle thrusts.
'I know you will' he assures me.
With each thrust, I'm thrown over the edge. My hands grip onto his shoulders, pulling myself to meet his thrusts.
'Shit, baby. Maybe a little warning next time' he grunts.
'Sorry' I mumble.
Before I know it his name rolls out of my mouth softly, letting out my orgasm. He keeps going, releasing his. His hands resting around my waist. He continues to thrust through our high, slowly down each time before keeping still. We're so out of breath, staring widely at each other. He presses my hand to my stomach.
'There, right there. That's where our baby's gonna grow' he looks down at my stomach quickly moving his eyes back to mine.
'I love you Y/N. I really do. I always knew I wanted kids with you. From the day I saw you at that record store, I just knew' he sheds a few tears, but I wipe them away.
'I love you too' I whisper.
We lean in slowly, savouring this moment. Our lips caressing each other's. He helps me out, resting my body on his as we slowly drift of to a peaceful slumber.
