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-𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕-
bright lights and cameras were flashed as milans beautiful baby bump, my hands were over, was covered in daffodil flowers. floating in an large luxury bathtub, drowned in milk.
forming an milk bath, as the camera above us, caught a glimpse of the woman sitting nakedly with only her soft hands covering her breasts. her lower body, that was draped in my lap, covered both of us in milk.
me, having on an bra and underwear underneath the woman, as her pregnancy was the main priority of the shoot. she looked so effortlessly beautiful with the studio lights hitting her face as her hair sat up in a neatly slicked, messily curled bun. giving more space to show her breathtaking facial structure.
the place, was quiet and peaceful as there was only one photographer which i trusted taking our photos.
my eyes couldn't break away from the woman against me as hers stayed shut for the photographers desired perfect picture. my hands moving up and down the hill of her baby bump, making me all nervous again. knowing that, when i felt that same feeling i was hiding deep behind my heart, when she first touched me. my stomach was secretly twisting and turning.
her skin that had an glimmer through the light makeup she did making my heart rate higher. the shimmer making a glow form in my eyes just from looking at her. butterflies playing ring around the rosie in my stomach. all i could do was smile, only wanting to move my hands further down the woman's body. exposing my hands to her thicker, pregnancy physique that i had noticed growing over time. as if i didn't almost every night, i still remained infatuated with the thought of letting my eyes and hands explore what was new on the woman.
her pregnancy glow was seriously, insane.
i could almost feel myself getting confused with the wetness forming in my panties and the milk sitting in the tub. i tried to keep things cordial, but i just know i wasn't considering my teeth were sinking into my bottom lip and i hadn't even noticed it.
i tried to unnoticeably leave my teeth away from my lip. keeping my eyes on the woman as the photographer instructed before hand.
as if i wasn't going to do it anyways.
"beautiful", the man whispered. i was so stuck in a trance, i hadn't even noticed the multiple camera flashes the man had took of our scenery.
he then paused, taking one more flash before he instructed, "okay..now i'm going to need you guys to look into one another's eyes, okay?"
oh god.
milan mouthed a low, "okay." her eyes, following the same direction of her face. tilting it up to look at me. our eyes were partically what it felt like, touching.
our pupils was forming into one, blending an blooming colorful connection of its own. i couldn't help but slightly smile, the view beneath me so beautiful that it could only make my stomach tie into an anxious gut at the same time.
