Info - infertility issues, soft Dom Timothée, pregnant reader, pregnant sex, breeding kink, cock warming
The day had been done slowly. Timothée wanted to cherish every moment he had with me. I did as well but I was desperate for him to get to my surprise.
Timothée and I had been married for four years. We'd been trying desperately to get pregnant for the last two. He'd been extremely discouraged when time after time the test was negative.
He'd decided that he would take off all of December so we could focus on just fucking. We made love on every surface of the house imaginable. However, when I'd ask if he wanted to check on my potential progress, he always said no. I knew he was scared and blamed himself.
He said we would officially check on the first of the new year. I hadn't been able to wait so long.
Last Friday I had felt it. My orgasm had been more earth shattering that it ever had. I'd felt like we were one and connected in our souls. I knew that had done it. I knew I was pregnant.
I had taken three tests and they'd all come back positive. I'd sobbed for joy. I'd gone to the doctor's to make absolutely sure. It seemed everyone agreed. I was pregnant.
I hoped Timothée wouldnt be upset with me for checking earlier than we agreed. I hoped he wouldn't be because I was excited beyond belief. I couldn't wait to show him the positive tests.
"Why don't we hope for luck on this Yule day and make love to see if it sticks," he crooned.
"Oh of course," I said. I began to slowly take off my short to show off my Christmas themed lingerie, but then I pretended I noticed something.
"Oh, Timmy, I think there's something left in your stocking," I said casually. A grin unfurled on his face. He winked at me.
"Cheeky," he chuckled. He clearly thought I had a sexy surprise.
My palms were slick. My legs felt like they might give way. I didn't know what he'd say or do. I was worried about shouting and blame even though Timothée was nothing like that.
"What- what is this?" He asked. His large hand shook as he held up the positive test.
"What does it look like?" I asked with a shaky smile.
"But, but, it's positive," he said slowly.
"Yes it is," I nodded.
"And it's yours? This is your test?" He clarified.
"Yes it is," I said, holding myself.
He dove into the stocking again. The multiple positive tests fell out. He breathed heavily as he held them and stared and stared.
"Is this a dream?" He asked with big watery eyes.
"No, it's not. I even went to the doctor and got checked out. I'm sorry I didn't tell you but-"
He had marched across the room and kissed me forcefully on the mouth. His hands roamed all over me. He was sobbing gratefully into my mouth. I swallowed his noises of joy. I was electrified by overwhelming happiness.
"My beautiful girl, you are giving us a baby," he said.
"Yes I am, I will, I can't wait," I rambled.
"Get on the floor," he demanded. "And clothes off."
I was glad that although I was pregnant, his dominate streak was still here. I tore off my pajama pants and I was just in my red and white lingerie. I laid out, on display for him.
"Oh no, I'm not on top, not while your beautiful body is growing my child," he growled. His clothing had been torn off as well, and his cock was throbbing and hard.
In seconds he was on the floor and he had me. He was ripping off my thong. He shoved the fabric against his nose.
"You smell even better pregnant," he moaned. He lowered me onto his dick and then he was thrusting upward harshly.
"I want that beautiful stomach all round with my cum," he groaned. "Such a good girl getting pregnant. You took my cock so well, so many times."
"I did, I did!" I whined as I met his thrust. He felt so good stretching me out. He was bouncing me up and down.
"I knew you could do it baby, I fucking believed in you so much," he promised.
"You did it too," I managed to get out over the pleasure. "All that, fuck, cum!"
"Yeah y/n you took it so well and I filled you because you're a perfect girl who deserves to be filled to bursting with cum," he was growling almost possessively. I knew his dominance and possession would get even more intense now. I couldn't wait.
"I will be, I'll be bursting," I agreed as I placed my hands on my stomach.
"That's right! Who put a baby in you?" He asked.
"Y-you did," I gasped.
"Say my name," he demanded.
"Timothée put A baby inside me," I nodded my head.
"That's my girl," he grunted. I could feel him throbbing and twitching inside me. He was gripping me. One hand came and held my stomach.
"Gotta put as much cum inside your tight pussy as possible," he said as his hips snapped.
"M'already pregnant," I moaned, completely cock drunk.
"Gotta make sure. I need to breed that womb over and over to make sure you stay pregnant with my baby," he swore.
"I'm gonna come," I cried as I my walls clenched him. I let out a wail as I came undone. I saw stars as my body convulsed and twitched.
"Gonna cum, gonna cum inside you," he moaned. He pulled me down so I was flush with him. He was spilling ropes inside of me. He was crying out too, so pleasured and overwhelmed. His load had never been so large.
"Don't get off. Stay on my dick," he pleaded as we came down. We were both still throbbing. I nodded and laid down on his chest. He pulled a blanket over us. Every so often he'd thrust up a little bit to make sure he could still feel his cum inside me. He would sigh in satisfaction when he did.
