PORDEE ONESHOT/S SMUT (Michelle G!P⚠️)

🌼 Pregnancy Cravings (FLUFF)

‼️NO SEXUAL ACTIVITY INCLUDED‼️

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Anntonia clutched the toilet seat, leaning over the bowl as nausea overtook her. Her throat burned, tears welling in her eyes, with Michelle standing behind her, offering gentle caresses.

"You feeling any better, baby?" Michelle's voice was soft, her hand soothingly tracing circles on Anntonia's back. With a shake of her head, Anntonia remained in the grip of morning sickness, now in her third month of pregnancy.

"Don't worry." Michelle whispered, pressing a comforting kiss to Anntonia's shoulder. "Now, what can I get for my wonderful wife?" She asked, helping her wife to her feet and guiding her to rinse her mouth with water.

"I'm craving some mangoes." Anntonia whispered, a playful sparkle in her eyes, coaxing a smile from Michelle as they emerged from the cozy confines of the comfort room.

"Got it, baby." Michelle replied softly, their steps carrying them into the adjoining living room, where a luxurious couch beckoned them.

"And make sure they're fresh." Anntonia added, prompting Michelle to shoot her a curious glance, brow slightly furrowed.

"Will consider it done. Call me if you need anything, hmm?" Michelle assured, planting a tender kiss on Anntonia's forehead before rising, only to be detained by her grasp on her wrist.

"Skip the market; I want you to pluck them straight from the mango tree." Anntonia declared, leaving Michelle puzzled yet intrigued. "But, baby. I'm not exactly skilled in tree-climbing." the pinay admitted after a moment of contemplative silence.

"Mhm, I didn't ask for your opinion. I simply desire my fresh and unripe mangoes posthaste." The thai countered, her demeanor shifting into a commanding tone that Michelle was still acclimating to.

With a resigned sigh, Michelle settled back onto the plush cushions of the couch, understanding that hesitancy was futile in the face of Anntonia's determined mood.

"Understood. How many would you like, my love?" She inquired, fully aware that her ability to aid was limited to fulfilling her wife's wishes.

Though Michelle had grown accustomed to Anntonia's mood swings during her pregnancy, the abrupt shifts still caught her off guard at times.

"I'll take ten mangoes." Anntonia stated, leaning against the couch with crossed arms, her demand unwavering.

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"Michelle! Watch your step!" shouted Michelle's mother, her eyes fixed anxiously on her daughter perched high upon the sturdy branches of the mango tree, her embrace tight around the rough bark.

"I'm being cautious, Mom!" Michelle retorted with a hint of exasperation, adjusting her position on the branch in preparation for plucking the unripe mangoes dangling above. Driven by a sudden urge to fulfill Anntonia's craving, she had hastened to her parents' place, knowing full well that their yard harbored a bountiful mango tree.

"Here it comes!" The pinay called out triumphantly, deftly plucking the first mango and tossing it towards the makeshift net held by her father and younger brother.

With each successive pluck, Michelle steadily amassed the ten mangoes craved by Anntonia, even setting aside a few extra to share with her parents.

"Mind your step, dear!" Michelle's mother's voice rang out once more as Michelle cautiously descended from the lofty heights of the tree, her precious cargo safely cradled in her arms.

"Up I go!" She exclaimed with a grin, planting her feet firmly on the ground after descending from the mango tree.

"Let me guess, Tonyang's got a craving again?" Her brother quipped, ambling over to his sister who was brushing off her shirt.

"You know it. Can't go against the boss's orders unless you fancy getting a good thumping." Michelle replied, a playful glint dancing in her eyes as she shared the familiar marital banter with her younger sibling.

"Goodness, that's probably why I'm still flying solo. No woman can handle this irresistible charm" he joked, puffing out his chest in mock arrogance.

"Admit it, bro, you're just too shy to make a move." Michelle teased, nudging him playfully.

"Me? Shy? Please, take a good look at yourself. You've got that same charming mug as me." he retorted with a chuckle, a twinkle of familial affection in his gaze.

"Let's agree to disagree. We both know Mom and Dad's good looks skipped a generation." Michelle quipped, sharing a laughter with her younger sibling as they playfully bantered beneath the shade of the mango tree.

Michelle and her brother's playful banter was abruptly interrupted by the shrill ring of her phone, causing her to startle. "Gotta take this." She announced, fishing her phone from her pocket as she moved to answer the call.

"Where in the world are you?! What's taking you so long? I swear, Michelle Dee, if I find out you're sneaking around with some other whore, I'll drag you to the nearest toilet and flush your face like a plumber!" angry Anntonia's voice erupted through the phone, sending a shiver down Michelle's spine.

"Baby, calm down. I'm just at my parents' place, getting you the mangoes. I'll be back in a jiffy." She reassured, her tone soothing and gentle, trying to pacify Anntonia's sudden outburst.

"It better be true!" Her moody wife retorted before abruptly hanging up.

"Didn't know Ann had such a fiery side." Her brother; Abraham remarked, eyebrows raised in surprise. "Tell me about it. It's like she's a whole new person ever since she got pregnant. No offense, though."

Michelle agreed, shaking her head in bemusement at the unexpected intensity of her wife's emotions.

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She dashed towards the door of their home, clutching the coveted mangoes that Anntonia had been craving with fervor.

Upon entering, Michelle swiftly secured the door before rushing into the living room, wherein her wife awaited, reclined on the plush couch, her posture exuding an air of anticipation.

"I've returned with your freshest and unripe mangoes, baby!" She announced breathlessly, carefully setting the plastic-wrapped fruits onto the table.

"Come here." Anntonia gestured abruptly, her voice a mixture of command and longing, prompting Michelle to obediently take a seat beside her on the couch. "Cuddles." She murmured softly, her expression softening as she released her folded arms and uncrossed her legs, a faint pout adorning her lips.

"Of course!" the pinay exclaimed eagerly, enfolding Anntonia in a warm embrace, their bodies melding together in a tender moment of shared affection.

"Thank you, baby..." Her wife cooed under their comfy hug.

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A/N: May make another of this with smut instead 🙊