Baby Bump (butchercup)

Chapter Kisses

Forced kiss

There I was sitting beside the pool biting the shit out of my lips.
Why?
Because I liked peeling dead skin off my lips. I was peeling off the skin and spitting it out until one actually got stuck in my throat.
I looked around making sure the coast was butch free before I started making attempts at getting it out.
Not attempts like sticking my finger into my throat -lol perverts- but by making disgusting sounds while trying to push air out from my throat, this went on for about two minutes before I realised butch was standing next to me.

"Babe?" His voice startled me. He was slightly leaning to look at me a glass of orange juice in his hand. "Are you okay?"

I stretched my hand to the glass, "just what I need, gimmie gimmie." I tried to say all this with my mouth open so I don't accidentally swallow the disgusting thing.

He hesitantly handed it to me, I poured some into my throat; trying not to spill on my chin but failed, gurgled it in my throat and spat it back into the glass then handed it to my husband whom was now staring at me looking scared.

I pointed to my mouth with my free hand while putting the glass he refused to take from me down, "There was a piece of dead skin stuck in my throat."

"Gross...." He gagged, "I'm never going to kiss you. Ever."

"But I'm gonna make you." Before he could react I sprung up and dragged him unto my lap holding him very firmly.
"Mm mm mm." He folded his lips into his mouth and shook his head left to right as I still aimed for his lips.

"You're really not going to kiss me?" I waited for his response but when he didn't, I took matters into my own hands, "fine."

I pushed my fingernails into his cheeks using a lot of force, I could see the pain in his eyes but I have to wait for him to crack. His lips finally came apart but before he could yell 'ow' I already pressed our lips together. The bastard didn't kiss me back. I stopped trying to rape his lips.

"My fucking cheeks hurt." He placed both hands on his cheeks.

"Next time kiss me." I pushed him away from me with all my strength but he barely budged.

"How about I kiss you now," he flipped me over earning a scream and a fit of laughter. He placed sloppy kisses over my face, neck and chest while I continued laughing.

"How do you like it now huh?"

I just stared at him, "Butch. I love you."

"I love you too."

No touching kiss

"Okay babe I saw this challenge I really wanna try."

"What's it?" he tried peeking into my phone but I held it to my chest.

"We would have to make out for a full minute without touching each other."

A smirk was already appearing on his face, "you have no self control. Your hand immediately goes to my hair."

"And yours goes to my ass." I retorted.

"Because," he rolled me to my side and grabbed my ass, "this ass is mine."

I giggled and pushed him off me then sat up. "I still think we should try it."

"We're not going to be that cliché couple that shoots tiktok videos."

"C'mon," I knelt on the bed and tried to pull him up by his waist. "Its not a tiktok."

He scoffed, "that's what she said."

"Butch!" I left his waist and slapped his tummy.
He rolled over with laughter like I didn't just assault his perfect body. The fact that I can't knock him down or pull him up or make him wince when I hit him doesn't mean I'm not strong -i go to the gym like twice a week- it just means Butch is a robot. Yea, a sexy, unbreakable, smart, protective, loyal robot.