Army Tanks - Lashton - Ended

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I was walking around as I waited for Ashton to pick up the phone.

''Hey...'' I heard Ashton say in a sleepy voice.

''Hey. Uhm... Ashton... It's about the house... It's gonna be late... Like half a year...'' I mumbled, biting my nail as I did so.

''What? Wasn't it supposed to be done in three...?'' He asked, and I heard the ruffling of fabric.

''Yes. But apparently they made some type of mistake with the water tubes and such... They need to start over. And now the house won't be done before half a year after the birth.'' I said, sitting down in my chair, as I felt the baby continue to kick around, which really hurt.

''Oh... Uhm... We'll handle it. We will. We just have to live in the house a little longer then.'' Ashton said, and I let out a breath.

''No... We can't. The buyers want to move in in four months. And I don't want to explain to them that we don't have a house. It will put a bad rep on the company.'' I said, rubbing my belly.

''Uhm... Then we can just rent something temporary. We'll make it Luke. Don't stress yourself too much.'' Ashton said, and I let out a whimper when the baby kicked towards my spine.

''What happened? You okay baby? Do you need help?'' Ashton asked, sounding really confused.

''It's... The baby. It keeps kicking really really hard. And I just got kicked in the spine. Fuck it hurts.'' I mumbled, trying to reposition myself in my chair.

I ended up giving up, seeing as my belly was in the way and made everything uncomfortable. I really don't look forward to the ninth month.

-

''Oh fuck, Ash...'' I whispered, as I felt his hands run over my back.

A moan escaped my lips, as I felt my back crack, before Ashton's hands went back to my shoulders, massaging them lightly.

I let my hand rest on my bare stomach, and looked at the TV, where they were showing reruns of FRIENDS.

''Ow...'' I whispered, as Ashton found a knot in my shoulder.

''Sorry baby...'' Ashton whispered back, before placing a light kiss where he previously had pressed a little too hard.

''My stomach hurts...'' I whimpered, as I felt the baby kick.

Ashton's hands went to my stomach, rubbing it lightly.

''Well... If that's how it is, my dick is hurting too.'' I whispered, turning around, so I was now facing Ashton.

''You gonna kiss it better too...?'' I asked, looking at him innocent

His breath caught in his throat, as he looked at me with lust filled.

He slowly laid me down on the bed, before crawling down between my legs, kissing my stomach multiple times as went down.

I felt his lips press against the insides of my thighs, making me let out a moan.

Being pregnant really makes you horny sometimes. It's both a blessing and a curse.

I let out a moan, as Ashton began kissing my member on the outside of my boxers, as my hands went to his hair, quickly getting tangled.

I bit my lip, as I felt him pull down my boxers, letting my member hit against my stomach.

"please ash..." I whimpered, pulling lightly on his hair.

''So needy...'' He grumbled, before he took my member into his mouth, swirling his tongue as he bobbed his head.

I let out a string of moans, as he continued to work magic with his mouth.

Soon after I came down his throat, and he pulled off, pulling my boxers back on place, before leaning up and kissing my cheek.

I laid in the bed, completely breathless, as he went to the bathroom, rinsing his mouth.

He then came back into the bedroom, turning off the TV and lights, before laying down in the bed, pulling me closer to him, as he rubbed my belly.

''No need to stress over things... It's not healthy for the baby... Or you baby...'' Ashton said, kissing the side of my head, as I snuggled closer to him.

''I love you...'' I whispered, as I felt him tighten his grib around me.

''I love you too...'' He whispered, making me fall asleep with a smile on my lips.

-

''You can't be fucking serious.'' I heard Ashton nearly yell, as I woke up.

I turned around in the bed, to see Ashton stand by the window, only wearing his boxers, and looking oh so beautiful, with the way the sun made him look more like a silhouette than an actual person.

''No. I won't go. And that's final.'' Ashton said, before hanging up on the phone, letting out a deep sigh.

''What's wrong Ash...?'' I asked, as I sat up with a bit of trouble.

He turned around so he was facing me, letting out another sigh.

He then walked over to the bed and laid down, his head on my lap, while his ear was pressed to my stomach.

''It's my brother...'' He whispered, as I combed my hands through his hair.

''I didn't know you had a brother...'' I whispered, and I suddenly realised just how little I knew of Ashton's family and life from before we met.

''Yeah... I just don't like talking about him... He's in a coma, and has been for years now... It was my sister's boyfriend who was calling me, to say that they're shutting the switch. They're just gonna let him die. After he made all of the progress he did, they're just gonna let him fucking die.'' Ashton grumbled, turning around, so he was facing my belly, before he started pressing gentle kisses against it.

''Of all the people, why was it your brother in law that called...?'' I found myself asking, knowing that Ashton would tell me everything needed, when he felt ready.

''He's the only one beside my step dad, who actually wants to talk to me... My mom and sister won't talk to me, seeing as 'I killed my brother'.'' He said, as I continued to comb my fingers through his hair.

''But I'm not the one killing him. I know it's my fault that we got in the accident, but I'm the one who has been talking my step dad into keeping him alive, and now they all just want to give up on him, and kill him.'' Ashton mumbled against my stomach, and I felt rather sad for him.

-

Guess who's sick, sick again.

That's right.

Me.

I got blood samples taken today, and now my arm and finger is hurting.

So that's just yay right.

Note the sarcasm. '-'