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[diah-the-demon]

IT WENT BACK DOWN TO FUCKING 54 GIGS IM GOING TO FUCKING MAIM SOMEONE THIS IS NOT A JOKE

2 GIGS LEFT ON GENSHIN

LETS GOO

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[inlovewithhisblueeyes]

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Destroy both my panties and my sanity at the same time why don’t you???

Ugh!!!! Even without trying Daddy Sy can turn anyone on!

Here's a thought for you. Syverson helping his pregnant wife with a perineal massage that slowly descends into utter filth *runs as people start pelting me with tomatoes while shouting 'WHORE!' 'WHORE!' and slinks back into my underground cave*

Omg! My baby maker Sy to the rescue of his pregnant wife 😍 I had so much fun writing this and it's educational too. Although I would like to point out, always! Consult your OB before engaging in activities (sexual or otherwise) while pregnant.

Also I had decided to post requests once a week but it's Sy and Mondays should always begin with some Sy lovin' 🤭

Warning: 18+, smut, pregnant reader, oral (female receiving), pregnancy kink, breeding kink, fingering, basically everything Sy is good at 😜

*gif credit to owner*

Title: Baby mama

"Comfortable?" Sy wiped his hands on a clean towel, kneeling down at the end of the bed. You had your body nestled in your soft, fluffy pregnancy pillow. It wasn't required for you to get naked but the last weeks of your term had you hot and flushed, with being in your 'birthday suit' your only comfort outfit.

You massaged your swollen belly bringing your knees up and spreading your thighs out, letting your body relax while watching Sy grab the bottle of coconut oil placed on the mattress.

"I do not like the idea of your kid tearing out of my body." You grimaced as Sy smeared the oil on your perineum, rubbing it lightly over your folds. You couldn't see him because of your belly with the feel of his fingers and the sound of the bottle cap popping being your only indication of what was happening in the nether region.

Sy chuckled and moved to peer at you from the side of your knee. "Which is why we have to do this. Doc said it'll help with the delivery."

You craned your neck to look at your husband. "I might just tell her to give me a c-section."

"Maybe we'll do that with the next one."

You scoffed. "Funny you think I'll let you put another baby in me after this one comes out."

A shit eating grin appeared on Sy's face before he went back to his place between your thighs. "We'll see about that." You heard him say as he placed a soft kiss on the inside of your thigh. "Just relax okay?"

You took a deep breath preparing yourself for what was to come next. You winced as you felt Sy's index fingers enter your hole. You had begun dreading the usually pleasurable experience as he applied a little downward pressure to stretch you out. The burning sensation was normal but it felt weird to be letting yourself feel it on purpose which involuntarily made you clench.

"Relax, baby. Just a minute." Sy cooed counting the seconds out loud.

You closed your eyes and focused on breathing normally. When one minute was up, Sy massaged upward on the insides of your folds which pulled out a moan from your lips.

"Baby, don't be moanin' like that now." Sy grumbled, a strain in his voice as he spoke. You laughed, feeling relaxed and satisfied that you could still have that kind of effect on your husband even after four years of being married.

Five more minutes of repeating the same maneuver and you were not as tensed about the whole thing anymore. In fact you were a moaning mess as Sy massaged with tender touches around your pussy. You cupped your engorged breasts in your hands and pinched your nipples as arousal bubbled in the pit of your belly.

"Sy." You moaned out his name when you felt his thumb graze over your increasingly sensitive clit. It was like the permission Sy was seeking as soon after you felt his warm mouth on your nub. He brought his hands up on your belly, slowly running his hands over your skin.

Kissing the inside of your thighs, Sy relaxed you in more ways than one. "You are so beautiful, baby." He mumbled against your skin. Warmth flushed on your cheeks with his compliment and also made it's way to your core. You arched your back the best you could to get his attention back to where you needed his mouth to be.

A shaky moan escaped your lips as his tongue worked on your clit and his fingers rubbed slow, languid circles on your quivering hole. He kept your folds open with his fingers as he sucked and licked you. Sweat covered your body with tense knots forming in your belly with the pleasure building up. You whimpered as his digit teased your entrance, nudging inside with slow pumps. You panted with the thrusts of his finger, letting go of your breasts and clutching the softness of the pillow.

"Oh, fuck Sy. That feels so good." You managed to speak in between your huffs, rutting your hip to get closer to Sy's face more than it already was. You groaned as he added another finger, hooking them to rub against the swollen bundles of nerves inside you. You wanted to watch him eat you out but it wasn't possible with your pregnant state, it drove you crazy that you couldn't even hold onto him while he provided you with the most exhilarating experience.

But Sy knew you too well by now. He knew how you liked to grab onto his shoulders when you chased your high. He extended his hand to reach you which you grasp with urgency, entwinining your fingers with his and closing your eyes as your heart raced with your orgasm just a thrust away. With a straining moan your pussy clenched around his fingers, releasing the knots of pleasure and making you arch your back as the orgasm rippled through your body in waves. You shuddered as Sy licked your juices clean, your thighs shivering as his tongue ran over your overtly sensitive clit.

You panted trying to catch your breath, resting against the cushion with your legs falling limply on the side. Sy came up to you, grinning from ear to ear. You noted the tent in the front of his pants, his erection straining against his shorts. His beard glistened with the mixture of your essence and the oil. You brought your hand to cup his face with Sy leaning into your touch.

"Fuck me, Sy." You pleaded. You hadn't felt him inside you since you entered the 34th week of your pregnancy. He was too careful around you now, only pleasuring you with his mouth and his hands.

"Patience, baby. Just a couple more weeks." He kissed your pouty lips, chuckling as you looked at him with fake anger.

You reached down to the front of his pants, palming his cock through the fabric. He groaned and bucked his hips into your hand instinctively. He 'tsk-ed' and shook his head. But you were adamant on returning the favour. You half turned your body, reaching at his waistband with both hands, biting your lip and looking up at him from under your lashes.

Tugging at his shorts and freeing his hardened length, you watched your husband lick his lips with his blue orbs darkening with lust. You grabbed his thick, veiny, pulsating cock, giving it a long stroke and whispering, "Maybe you can fuck my mouth."