The boys were on their 8 letters tour and were currently in Hawaii. Daniel, having a rough past, was very self conscious. It took months for the boys to convince him to swim without a shirt. So what happens when Jonah tries to pull a harmless prank...
I was glad that my baby was kicking, but after a week of nonstop, 24/7 kicking, I was exhausted. The baby kicked while I slept, while I ate, the little one even kicked my bladder and made me pee a little bit. I of course cried and Corbyn quickly came to the rescue and helped me change. The baby seemed to kick every spot possible and it drove me nuts. My stomach had once again grown, seeing as I was now 18 weeks.
We still had another week at Corbyn's family's house, and I honestly loved it here. I didn't want to leave but let's face it, being pregnant in a place with ice everywhere wasn't the best idea. It was a beautiful place though.
"Hey baby-"
"Can we have like a quickie? Please." I whine, feeling quite hot and bothered out of nowhere. He blinks a few times, his face heating up.
"You want me to fuck you with my mom just a few doors down?! And my siblings due home any minute?" He seemed very flustered and nervous.
"Yes! I just I need you like right now." I whimper, unconsciously rutting my hips against my pregnancy pillow. He runs a hand through his hair, glancing from me to the door. He sighs before locking it and walking over.
"Fine but we gotta be quick okay?" I nod, sticking my bum out for him, just enough for me to be fucked comfortably. I mean, I couldn't lay on my back, and laying on my stomach was out of the question.
He quickly pulled down his pants, pumping himself until he got hard. Once he got there, he walked over to me, pulling my pants and boxers off. He pauses, glancing at me for a second. After a few minutes, he moves me down the bed and lifts one of my legs. Within seconds he was pushing into me, the burn feeling amazing right now.
It wasn't long before he had picked up the pace, thrusting quite hard and fast. He had to place a hand over my mouth as loud moans spilled from my lips.
"Corbyn- why is the door locked?" Saskia asks through the door.
"Shit. Mom we'll be out soon. I'm helping Daniel change." He calls back before grunting. I was in pure bliss, trying to find something to grab onto.
"Okay dear. I'll be waiting in the living room."
Corbyn bites his lip to suppress a moan, as he moves his hips quickly. He thrusts a few more times, and I can't help but whine as I spill onto myself. Corbyn cums soon after in the condom, pulling out.
"After this baby I'm going on birth control. I hate those stupid condoms." I groan once he removes his hand. He chuckles, shaking his head. He leans down, pecking my lips before discarding the condom in the trash.
"I love you Dani." I smile tiredly at him, humming happily.
"I love you too." He grabs some tissues, quickly cleaning me up. I watch as he helps me into my boxers and some sweatpants, handing me one of his shirts. I slip it on, the boy helping me up from the bed. I blink, glancing at him.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" He looks at me confused until I point at his penis that was still out. He blushes, quickly pulling up his pants and boxers.
"Thanks baby." I giggle, opening the door. Surprisingly my bum didn't hurt, though I knew it would soon. I waddle out of his room, my hand securely on my bump as I make my way into the living room.
Wow my feet hurt. I waddle into the room, sitting on the couch. Noticing my sour expression, Saskia moves a foot rest in front of the couch. I thank her, propping my feet up with a content sigh. I wince, placing my hand on my stomach.
"Wow our little one has some strong legs." I breathe. Corbyn places his hands on my stomach, smiling when the baby kicks at his hands.
"Hey little one. I need you to be nicer to mama." He says, placing a kiss on my stomach. The baby kicks his face, causing him to pull away.
"Hey don't kick me in my face!" He pouts. I can't help but giggle, rubbing the top of my stomach. I felt a little jab at my hand, causing me to blink in surprise. Wasn't it just kicking Corbyn? I smile looking at Corbyn.
"I think I just got a fist bump. Beat that Dad!" Corbyn looks at me in mock offense, glancing at my tummy.
"Why are you being mean to me? You're not even out yet and I can already tell your gonna be all over mama. That's okay though because so am I." He says, winking at me. I roll my eyes, Saskia laughing.
I rub my tummy smiling softly at the kicks and bumps I'm getting in response. I glance at Corbyn as he sits by me on the couch, neither of us seeing Saskia taking pictures.
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Hiya. I'm still sick and it's only gotten worse so I'm staying home today and maybe just updating a bunch? (Tbh running in the rain for 2 hours yesterday probably didn't help) Also again, bean is thriving 😍
