Framed for being Irish ( a Niall Horan Gay Mpreg Detective Story)

Chapter 3: Morning Sickness round one

Warning: this chapter depicts graphic sex

The next morning I woke up feeling sick again and I shoot up and I make a dash to our bathroom luckily for me Harry is asleep. I quickly shut the door and then I start puking my guts out the dry heaving sounds wake my boyfriend up he gets out of bed and quickly runs to my side. I feel Harry's cool hands on my back on my hot skin it feels nice after I finish I am weak of exhaustion and I start to cry,"Fucking Morning Sickness why is this happening Hazza? Why?" My boyfriend kisses my temple,"Niall its normal!" I protest,"Harry what is normal about me puking my god damn guts out at 4:00 in the fucking morning answer me that?" Then I sob into Harry's bare chiseled chest I feel him rub my back in a soothing manner. "Come on let's get you two to bed yeah? You both need it would you like to sleep on my side?" I nod as Harry scoops me up in his muscled arms and carries me back to our room which he proceeds to lay me gently on his side of the bed. Harry presses his warm lips on my flat belly which is home to our child and he says to it,"You two get some rest if you anything Niall I am right in the living room okay now get some rest okay I love you!" Those where the last words I heard before everything went blank by tiredness which was sleep......

A few hours later I had awoken to a strange sound in the kitchen and my police instinct kicks in I grab my shield and revolver out from the nightstand the grip I'm holding it tight and firm and I quickly jump out of bed and I slam by back up against the wall revolver in hand and hammer pulled down finishing with a distinctive click I inhale deeply and check my corners "clear on both sides! God I miss this!" I point the gun in the direction of the kitchen and I say,"Halt in the name of the law!" Until my boyfriend turns around and jumps ten feet,"Jesus H. Christ Niall! Don't scare me like that!" I say,"What was that noise?" I look down at my feet broken shards of glass of what looks like a plate. "Sorry baby but I wanted to surprise you two with breakfast in bed but me being clumsy got the best of me I'm sorry baby!" I put the gun in the waistband of my pants and the shield in my pocket and I walk over to my boyfriend who looks as if he is going to cry I passionately kiss him and say,"Oh look the sun is about to rise lets go watch it!" Harry hands me my usual English Breakfast Tea and we both go on our balcony that is overlooking New York City. Harry stands behind me placing both of his hands on my bloated belly and he says,"You know I am hoping for a boy I just have a feeling for a son and if you do I will be the best daddy ever to our kid!" He strokes it tenderly and kisses my neck our bodies silhouetted against the welcoming morning sun its burnt orange light is warm and inviting to the each of us.

I decide to take a hot shower and Harry joins me and that is when things get heated our tongues are dancing with one another and my hard on needs release now,"Harry Please I need your hot mouth on my dick now or I am going to ruin your curtains!" Soon my boyfriend sucks on my 10 inch cock and I grab a fistful of his hair and start to moan his name uncontrollably and Harry's moans are muffled by him deepthroating me. I moan,"Oh god Hazza! You feel so good! Yes keep doing that shit I'm close get ready for my cum swallow it all!"'soon I scream,"HARRY!" Soon Harry says,"Do you want to ride daddy baby boy?" Baby boy was my sex nickname and Daddy was Harry's. Harry kneels and puts a large generous amount of body wash on his 11 and a half dick and on my hole I then slowly ease my way on his cut dick and with every inch a long moan escapes my pink lips I wrap my legs around his waist and he puts me against the wall and he starts to fuck me and I enjoy every second of it.

After we finish we change and then we eat breakfast together as a family and to me it is nice soon after we are done eating I decide to disassemble and clean my gun which I love to do I got a gun cleaning kit from Harry for my birthday last year including the custom- made leather holster but I just love the smell of the cleaning grease and the silver polish it reminds me being back in high school in the automotive department. I finish cleaning it and I reassemble my gun and place it back in the holster. Then I cuddle with my boyfriend who is watching tv he wraps his arms around my waist and we watch.