DayDream (Liam Payne FF) (BWWM) COMPLETED

Peanut *

Aubri.

His fingers grip mine tightly, distracting me from the icy cool substance assaulting my skin. Liam knows what he's doing, my first instinct to protect the small person growing inside of me from the coldness of the gel the OB-GYN has spread across my stomach and is now prodding with a wand.

The middle aged woman, no doubt used to this, smiles and tells me to relax. I can't. I'm focused on this too cold gel and Liam crushing my fingers. I'm focused on how silent the room is as she concentrates on what she's looking for. It's so quiet that i can hear the arms of my watch ticking.

How does no one else hear my watch? It's so loud.

"Ah what do we have here?" The woman, Doctor Childs, exclaims and all thoughts of everything else run out the window. My eyes snap over to the screen and all I see is black matter. Panicking, I look over at Liam and he looks equally as confused.

Doctor Childs laughs lightly and moves the wand about a bit and a little peanut sized shape zings by.

That can't be.

"You've got quite the active little one already," she says easily, moving the wand again and this time the little peanut stays still long enough for her to capture pictures as well as check it out.

"Congrats parents, you have a perfectly healthy baby in there, growing and developing normally. Quite active the little one, that will slow as bit as space gets a bit, for lack of a better word- cramped." I let out the breath I didn't realize I was holding and Liam's grip on my hand loosens as he turns his attention to the screen thats been turned so he can see better. Printing our frist sonogram pictures, Doctor Childs fills out a perscription for prenatal vitamins for me and instructs me to make an appointment for next month while wiping the cold gel off of my stomach. Exiting the room, Liam helps me off the examining table, a content smile gracing his features as I re adjust my sweats and sit back on the bed as he helps me put my sneakers on.

Standing me up, he kisses my lips and then kisses my stomach and our baby flutters around.

"Hello, little one. It's your daddy, can you hear me?" he looks up as me and I nod as the baby moves about. Grinning, he kisses me again and carefully tucks the sonogram pictures in his jacket. After making another appointment, we stroll down the street to grab something to eat.

"I could go for some-"

Paparazzi swarm us, shouting questions and pushing each other, jostling me in the process, before Liam gets cross and curses a few of them out, shielding me with his body, hand never leaving mine as he guides me out of the mob and safely down the street, though a few paps are still trailing us.

Wrapping an arm securely over my shoulders, he whispers into my ear "Are you okay baby? Is the baby okay?" He looks worriedly at me, waiting for my response. Kissing his cheek, I nod to let him know that everything is fine and he softens a little, throwing a glance over his shoulder.

"Let's get you home," he says gently, seeing an opportunity to evadethe paparazzi.

Turning the key in the door, I head towards the bathroom to wash the rest of the sonogram gel off and Liam heads toward the kitchen. Pulling my hair up into a high bun and securing it with a hair elastic, I strip out of the clothes I wore outside and test the shower water before stepping in.

Picking up my soap and bath loofah, I soap it up before rubbing it over my skin, being especially gentle on my stomach. Humming a tune, I'm taken by surprise when a warm body presses into my back, arms snaking around my waist as Liam kisses my neck and takes the loofah from me.

-adult situations-

"Let me get that for you," he murmurs, rubbing slow circles into my back and one hand snaking around to gently cradle my barely there baby bump.

Turning to face him, I look at him through lowered lashes as the shower water drops curls out of my bun, framing my face and making small streams of water running down his face. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I melt into his kiss and his hand finds my waist as the other snakes up my back, fingers getting lost in my curls.

Breaking the steamy kiss, he speaks into my mouth "you're so beautiful. I love you."

I love you.

He looks at me, almost as if asking permission before pressing on last kiss to my lips, making his way down to my jaw, which he sucks on before moving to my neck. My hands fingering his hair, wanting him closer. Needing him closer.

He takes one nip.ple into his mouth, gently tugging and sucking as his other hand palms my a.ss, separating the cheeks and then smacking it, the wet pop echoing in our shower. He smirks into my breast and straightens up, kissing me while walking me backwards so my back is against the wall.

Attaching our lips once more, he gently eases two fingers into me, using his other hand to keep me steady as he slowly teases my sex. Parting the lips and rubbing a thumb over the most sensitive part, I shiver.

Make up/ baby sex with my husband? Yes please.

He bites his lip and leans in to kiss me again, his erect manhood rubbing across my lower lips and touching the shower wall behind me. He does this for a few moments, the girth of his manhood getting wider as the blood rushes to it. He teases me until im writhing against the wall, trying to angle my body to allow him access.

Liam inserts his fingers once more, feeling around a bit before nodding to himself and slowly sinking to his kness, the shower head sending sprays of water down his face, dripping off his nose. Licking his lips, he swipes his tongue across my lower lips and my body tenses in anticipation of whats to come.

Or Cum.

Inserting two fingers, he licks and sucks on my sex, gently easing his fingers in and out of me. Our ragged breaths and my moans fill the space of our bathroom and it makes me hotter.

"You're always so wet for me baby," he murmurs onto my sex, the rumbling in his throat sending tremors through my body and effectively melting me into a sitting position on his mouth. He playfully nips on the sensitive flesh and it sends a singular jolt through my body.

I love this man.

Fingering his hair, he continues his careful attention to my sex, asking occasionally if the baby is okay and if I was comfortable. When the water starts running cold, he shuts off the pipes and wraps my wet hair in a towel and my body in another before carrying me to our bed.

Kissing up my leg, he kisses me again before sliding himself in between my legs and half sighing, half groaning in pleasure of being nestled inside me. Again checking that the baby is okay, he begins pacing his deep strokes, gripping the sheets on either side of my head as we move in sync, him pushing and me pulling. I feel him twitch a bit and I grin.

I was wondering how long his paynetrain could hold out before leaving the station.

We pick up the pace a bit and I feel my release building in the sole of my feet and travelling up my body. He kisses me as we ride out our releases together, smoothing the sheets a bit and rolling over next to me, snuggling me in his arms, kissing my shoulder blade.

-adult situation over-

"I love you Mrs.Payne"

"I love you Mr.Payne."

Tucking me in the bed, he pulls on a pair of gray sweats, hanging low off his hips and he shuffles into the kitchen. I can hear the fridge open and close, as well as drawers. Moments later, he's climbing back in bed with a plate of pasta and chicken and two forks, salad on the night stand table.

"I have to feed my baby. You have to eat, Peanut." He says to my stomach and the baby flutters in response. He studies my face as I feel around my stomach, smiling curiously.

"What?" He asks, confused.

"You called our baby Peanut," I laugh, taking the bowl from him and digging into the pasta. Liam scoots back and settles himself against the headboard, watching me eat and laughing at our spur of the moment nickname for our little one until we know for sure what we're having.

Peanut.