Beyoncé Imagines {GxG}

Baby...?

Y/N POV
"Hi baby...Aww, look at that smile." I thought Bey was complimenting me until I turned to see her holding a baby. She looked adorable as she cooed it.

(A/N:: "Babies are people too." Yes, I'm aware but I'm not tryna assume the child's gender. Okay? Kay🙄)

"Hi baby!" I cooed. It smiled at me before grabbing my face and pressing their open mouth onto my bare cheek.
"They tryna kiss ya, baby." Bey whispered between her giggles.
"I love you too." I laughed as the baby let me go.

"Oh! You're just so happy!" The mother smiled as she stole the baby from Bey's arms.
"Thank you both for what y'all are doing for us." The mother thanked us.
"We are here for y'all. Just like we know you need at a time like this. This is our home too." I said before pulling the woman into a hug as she teared up.

As the woman walked away Bey turned to look at me. Her thick lips pressed into a line, making her dimples show themselves.
"Yes baby?" I asked quietly. She simply shook her head silently as she stared back into my eyes.
"Are you sure baby? Do you need something?" I asked, walking closer to her. I wrapped an arm around her waist as she shook her head once again.

She turned to speak to someone when she brushed her nipples against mine. They were definitely hard but she could be cold from the a- she too damn thick to be cold in that jacket. I decided to go look for Mama Tina and not focus on Bey's hard nipples.

"Hi baby." She smiled before taking me into her arms.
"Hey Mama." I smiled. I rested on her shoulder as she rubbed circles on my back.
"You tired too?" She asked with a light chuckle.
"You know it! But I don't want to leave until everyone has everything they need for tonight and tomorrow morning." I said as I stood up straight.

"Y'all work too much." She sighed before kissing my cheek and walking off to help organize the overnight bags.
•
"Baby." Bey called for me from the other room of the hotel. I walked in the room to see her in panties and a bra, tying her hair up.
"Yes my love?" I asked, smiling at the beauty marks that trailed along her neck.

"What did you think? Ya know... seeing all the babies there." She asked, turning to look at me for a second before unhooking her bra.
"They're all adorable. Makes me ready to put a bun in your oven." I said, wrapping my arms around her hips. The position was more intimate than it seems.

Wearing only a sports bra and boxers, there was nearly nothing between my friend and her ass. Her back resting upon my chest as it rose and fell, making her move softly.
"I want a bun in my oven. Your bun at that." She breathed.

I kissed and nipped at her shoulder, massaging her hips slowly.
"You want a baby, baby?" I asked seductively.
"Yes daddy." She moaned as my dick rubbed against her ass.
"I want you to put a baby in me."

I was taken back a little but still proceeded to spin her around in my arms.
"We gonna make a baby, so go get that ass in bed. Our baby gonna be made outta love, and when they come they gonna be loved. So let's go." I tapped her ass. As I pulled the covers back to get in Bey wrapped her arms around my neck.

"I love you so much. Thank you." She said, kissing my nose after.
"Thanking me for what exactly?" I asked, letting my hands rest loosely on her hips.
"As bad as I want a baby you won't let me get one by saying 'yes daddy'. You want to make a baby out of love and gentle sex. It shows that you care." She smiled before resting her head on my shoulder.

"You'll get your baby. I promise you that, but they aren't going to be a product of hardcore fucking. If I wanted to fuck you right now I could, but I don't want to cause then I'll put a baby in ya." I smirked, thrusting against her front.
"Tuh." She smacked her lips.
"Way to ruin the moment."
"That's only one of many." I smiled back as she unwrapped her arms from my neck.
•
2 years later..
"I'm so, extremely sorry Mrs and Mrs Knowles." The doctor apologized to Bey and I.

"No problem DR. We were a bit late too, so no judgment." I smiled.
"Okay. How's the munchkin been doing?" He asked, washing his hands before coming over to Bey and I.
"Baby?" I asked her.
"Good." She laughed a little bit.
"Its just the morning sickness that gets to me." I rubbed her back as she leaned forward slightly.

"Back pains." I added.
"Those too. They hurt like a mofo." Bey said, making the doctor and I laugh.
"Those are all expected. Any difference in types of food you're eating or if you're craving something you'd normally not eat?" He asked as he pressed lightly on her stomach.
"I'm not noticing a difference in what I eat but more of how much I eat." She responded, watching the doctor's hands on her bump.

"That's a lie. She wanted hot wings the other day but I didn't get her any because spicy foods give her the worst heart-burn right now. Also, dairy isn't sitting well for her. If she has a bowl of cereal she's fine but if she's having a glass of milk she'll get sick later that day. She has not only morning but also night sickness and she gets up to use the restroom, on average, six or seven times. As of the past few weeks she hasn't been horny but very cuddly and doesn't want to be left alone or without me in the room with her. And she eats about seven times a day, counting snacks. Without counting snacks she eats three to four meals depending on how much she threw up that morning." I responded, not really looking up. When I did look up both looked shocked to see I know that.

"Don't be surprised! She is my wife." I laughed slightly. Bey blushed slightly, "We know that but I didn't think you cared enough to notice."
"I do. Just, that was cute."
"With your attention to detail, your child won't ever be uncomfortable." The doctor laughed, making Bey and I join in.

That's my baby. And she's carrying my baby🤰🏽