Pedro Pascal Characters one shots & short stories

Baker Wonderland Pt 3

Warning: mention of pregnancy, swearing, smut, fluff (video call sex).

Summary: You and Javi try to make the best out of your separation.

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"How are you doing, querida?" Javi's concerned look stares at you from the laptop screen.

"I'm fine... constantly tired and hungry, but fine."

A broad smile crosses Javi's face, "and mi pequeña?"

"She's fine" you respond, absent-mindedly rubbing your belly.

"Becoming more active and heavier as the days pass."

Javi's smile falls at the mention of the baby's development.

"I'm missing out on all of those precious moments."

"I know, Honey... but you'll be home soon" you try not to tear up at the heartbroken look on his face. Divulging information that you knew would lift his spirit then.

"I haven't allowed anyone to feel her kicking. Wanted her Papa to be the first to feel it."

"Really...?" Javi stares at you from the screen with those huge puppy eyes of his.

You smile, nodding at him.

"Do you want to see how big she is?"

"Please..." Javi tearfully pleads.

Standing up from your desk, you move the chair aside to give a better view as you lifted your shirt up and cover your head.

"Hermosa..." Javi utters, transfixed at the sight of your growing child.

"I look like a baby hippo, I know" you chuckle, lifting your belly a bit.

"Soon I'll be a full grown-ass whale..."

"Cariño" Javi frowns, not liking how you constantly belittle yourself.

"I know, I know..." you roll your eyes, moving the chair back to sit down again.

Javi had gone completely quiet when you sat down, his eyes cast downwards as he stared without blinking.

"Javi, are you ok?" you stare at his trance-like state in concern, waving your hands at the screen then.

"Earth-to-Javi... Are-you-ok...?"

"Oh, sorry" Javi finally snaps out of it, his eyes turning dark with lust then.

"It-it's just..." he lets out a heavy groan, looking up at you with pained eyes.

"You're torturing me here, Querida..."

"Huh?" you arch a brow in confusion.

"You're sitting in just your bra" Javi states, pointing towards your chest for emphasis.

Having yet to understand, you tilt your head at him.

"And?"

"It's been a month since I last touched you" Javi whines childlike.

"Your breasts are even bigger than before, and I can't even enjoy them because I'm stuck on the other fucking side of the world."

"Aww... baby..." you coo at him, a mischievous smirk crossing your lips as you toy with straps of your bra.

"Do you need a little pick-me-up?"

"Please..." Javi whimpers out as you slowly lower the straps to reveal your naked breasts to him.

"Fuck..." he groans out at seeing them, his hand instantly dropping to grope at his now hard cock.

"Are you hard baby?" you croon out, palming your breasts and squishing them together.