MUKE one shots ♡

• horny preggo part 2 •

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Not a direct continuation of part one (:

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Michael never thought there would come a day he wouldn't want to fuck Luke.

Well maybe want wasn't the right word.

He wanted Luke more than ever. With being eight months pregnant and horny all the time Michael would pop a boner when looking at his husband for too long.

The only problem was Luke looked so fragile and Michael's hormones would always go crazy around him. The older man felt like a teenager whenever his lover would sneak up in the shower and give him head or a hand job. He'd come after a minute or two which give Luke plenty of material to tease him. Of course only until Michael would shut him up and return the favor.

It's been over two weeks since Michael had seen Luke come and since he was too afraid to please Luke he didn't let Luke touch him either.

That resulted in a very horny and very unimpressed pregnant Luke.

"Am I ugly?"

Michael almost cut half of his cheek while shaving.

Luke had a mouth full of toothpaste, white substance mixed with his saliva literally dripping down his cheek. He still looked beautiful.

The green-eyed man turned to his husband looking at him like he fell from the moon.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean," Luke said before he spat the toothpaste out and whipped his mouth with Michael's shirt. "You don't look at me, you don't touch me. I know I'm a bit chubby and moody but I still need love."

At the verge of crying, with toothpaste still on his bottom lip and dressed only in boxers he looked away when he got no response.

He left the room and Michael couldn't help but to feel guilty, he quickly managed to remove the rest of his facial hair before going on a hunt for his soulmate.

Luke was sitting on their unmade bed, looking miserable while playing with his fingers.

"Baby." Michael started as he crawled between Luke's legs, forcing him to look at him and touch him.

He raised his hand and caressed Luke's soft cheek. "How much do I love you?"

"To the moon and back," Luke whispered.

"How much do I love our baby boy?"

Luke sniffled. "A lot."

Michael kissed his lover softly, locking the words he just said, sealing the promise he gave. To love and to cherish his forever and to raise a family they'd both be proud of.