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Because Two People Got Drunk: 27

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Chapter 27

Summary: You fill the team in on the pregnancy and move into your new house.

Warning: Smut, NSFW, Oral sex (male and female), swearing Word Count: 9500

“Hey babe” you mumble walking out of the bathroom and right into Fred’s chest; his arms instinctively wrap around your back. You can smell his cologne, something that use to make you melt but now the oak and blackcurrant is making your stomach do backflips. You take a deep breath and swallow feeling his heartbeat as you stand intertwined for a few minutes.

“Thought the sickness was supposed to be over by now” he whispers rubbing your back.

“It normally is. But this baby has a mind of its own” you groan against his chest.

“You should take those pills the doctor gave you” he says to you.

“It doesn’t happen every day. Since I have to take them at night I don’t know if I’ll need them the next day or not” you mumble against his chest.

His chin rests on your head before he finally speaks again “I made you toast and jam, it’s on the counter. I have to go to practice though.”

You whine thinking about him leaving, you��re wrapped in a warm embrace and you don’t want to leave. Fred chuckles slowly rubbing your back, with how you’ve been feeling you have been super cuddly and needy. He has been making jokes about you being a clingy girlfriend, but you know he secretly has been enjoying every second of it.

“Ollie is almost done making you a picture, he says it will make you feel better” he whispers, his hand softly rubbing your back.

You smile thinking of your two year olds though process, his solution to everything is a hug or a picture and they really do make everything better. “He is the best” you mumble into his sweater.

“It’s because his mom taught him to be, now let’s get some food in you” Fred grips your hand and pulls you to the kitchen.

“Mommy” you hear your son sing as he lights up seeing you. “I made you this!” he squeals standing on his chair holding his picture up. You walk over and hug him and look down at his picture that is mostly green and blue scribbles with a yellow blob in the corner.

“Wow, look at this” you say examining his art work, Fred looks down at the page trying to figure out what it is. You look at Fred through the corner of your eye, and he grins looking down at the piece of paper you’re holding. Besides the sun you are at a loss for what else is in it.

“It’s rex” Oliver points to the large blue splotch at the bottom of the page. Next he points to the green marks “he’s playing at the park.”

Rex is his stuffed T-rex, Fred bought him for his second birthday. It’s not his favourite stuffed animal that is Blue, his blue bear Fred bought him when he was only a couple months old. Oliver is basically inseparable from Blue, taking him everywhere. You have more pictures of Oliver with Blue than without; it has become his security blanket in a sense. However if he is sick or missing Fred during a road trip you will often find him curled up with Blue, and that’s because Rex has a voice box. Fred recorded a few sayings into the box, so whenever Oliver misses him he can squeeze it and hear his voice. You practically bawled when he showed it to you, now you realize you were pregnant then, and it was your hormones. But either way it is the one thing that cheers him up when he is missing his dad.

“Oh I love it Ollie” you say brushing his hair back and kissing his head. You feel tears begin to well in your eyes, and you sniffle them back, wiping them away with your other hand.

Fred chuckles seeing you do this, he has gotten pretty used to you crying over everything the past couple weeks. He pulls you both in for a hug and kisses your cheek before placing one on your son’s forehead.

“I have to go to hockey big guy” Fred says.

Oliver wraps his arms around Fred’s neck “love you daddy.”

A couple hours later you are in the doctor’s office waiting for Dr. Morris. You have stripped of most your clothes, lying on the table wrapped in the blanket. Finally a different doctor walks into the room and washes his hands, sitting on the chair beside you.

“Dr. Morris was called away, I’m Dr. Meyers, and I’ll be doing your ultrasound today if that’s okay. So how are things, how have you been?” he asks.

“I’ve been okay. Some nausea, it’s not as often as before” you explain. You continue to tell him about how your hormones have been crazy, you cried during a dog food commercial the other day, and last week you cried when you couldn’t get a McFlurry at 8am. You explain how your morning sickness was over by this point and you didn’t get irrationally emotional when you were pregnant with Oliver.

“Well every pregnancy is different, some people believe the first one is always smooth to convince women to have a second baby, and the second one ends up being significantly harder on the mom” he says putting on some gloves and chuckling. “But that’s an old myth; everything sounds like normal a pregnancy, and your blood work is normal. These are things you might have to cope with for the next few months. I’d like to tell you you’re hormones will get better, but it’s likely the opposite.”

You grumble under your breath and can feel Fred smirking beside you as the doctor begins to setup the ultrasound. You adjust on the table while the doctor shifts the screen so he can see it. Fred moves his chair closer, grabbing your hand as the doctor spreads the jelly on your stomach. He moves the wand around for the few minutes, taking some pictures and measurements but doesn’t say anything.

You start to get nervous as if something is wrong, normally by now the doctor should have said something; shown you the screen or turned on the heartbeat monitor. Time is droning on, it feels like the doctor has been quiet for hours when in reality it hasn’t even been a minute.

You can practically hear your heart beating through your chest. You turn to Fred and he shoots you a quick smile, but it does nothing to alleviate your anxiety. He shifts awkwardly in his seat, you can tell he is picking up on your nerves. The doctor continues to move the wand around your stomach. A scowl reaches his face as he opens your file, reviewing some of the notes, switching his gaze between the screen and the file.

“So everything is okay” he finally says turning the screen to show you. You take a deep breathe, exhaling in relief. He points onto the monitor “your babies are doing good. A little on the small side, likely because the nausea is preventing you from eating a lot; but nothing too concerning right now.” He turns on the fetal Doppler and the heartbeat fills the air.

You can see Fred from the corner of your eye, smiling ear to ear. Whenever a doctor turns on the heartbeat Fred immediately only focuses on that. He doesn’t even hear what you and the doctor are talking about, too fascinated by the heartbeat. You always end up filling him in all the details he missed, and this time is no different.

“You uh…you…you said babies. As in plural” you say shifting on the table, and tightly squeezing Fred’s hand. This catches his attention and his eyes snap up from the screen and lock on yours. You see some confusion cross his face, since he didn’t hear everything.

“Yes you are having twins” the doctor says pointing to two shapes on the screen. Fred’s eyes go wide as he turns his attention to the screen and looks to where the doctor is pointing. The room falls silent, the only noise is the heartbeat and your increased breathing.

“Twins” Freddie finally says softly. “Like two babies?”

“Yes” he chuckles “twins means two babies. One, two” he says pointing to the screen.

“Shut up” you say in disbelief.

“No way” Fred whispers beside you.

You bring your hands up to your face covering your eyes “are you serious?” you ask.

Fred begins stroking your arm and you hear the doctor respond “yeah” with a light chuckle. You bring your hands away from your eyes and look the monitor while the doctor continues “it’s likely that one was hiding behind the other during the last ultrasound, it happens from time to time.”

“Oh my god” you say half laughing bringing your hand up to grip Fred’s.

The doctor prints out some pictures and talks with you a little while longer. You try to focus on what he is saying, but it just becomes white noise at this point. How are you going to manage twins? The rest of the appointment becomes a blur, you hope this is the one time Fred is listening because you aren’t.

You walk out to the car hand in hand, a million thoughts running through your head. You heard him correctly, he said twins.

When you reach the car Fred opens the door and lets you in, he started it before you left the office so the seats are nice and warm. When Fred gets in he doesn’t start driving right away, instead his hand reaches across the console pulling you from your trance.

“I can see the wheels turning, I know you are stressing” Fred says his hand lightly squeezing your thigh.

“And you’re not? He said twins Frederik.”

“Full name, not good” he laughs. “Babe we talked about having three kids.”

“Yeah but we were going to re-evaluate after having this one” you laugh, but you can feel tears building in the back of your throat.

“Hey elskede” Fred says reaching across the console to place a soft kiss on your forehead. He rests his forehead on yours, a hand lightly placed on your hip “I love you so much and we will be okay. No matter what happens we have each other and we’ll be just fine.” He places a soft kiss on your lips before pulling away and sliding back to his seat.

“I know but Fred its two babies. But it’s just not just two babies because we already have one. We are going to have three babies, three babies under the age of 3. We are going to be outnumbered; it’s going to be crazy.”

He put the car in drive and pulls out of the lot, his hand returns to your thigh. “I know it won’t be easy, I mean some days will be absolute mayhem. We will barely sleep, have no clean clothes and go through a million diapers a week.”

“You’re not helping” you whine loudly cutting him off. You feel your chest begin to tighten, heart racing while you think off how difficult this will be.

Fred laughs and squeezes your thigh “some days are going to suck, and we’re just going to want to curl up in bed and cry all day. But we have each other and we’ll figure it out. We figured it out with Oliver, that situation was difficult too.” His hand squeezes your leg before he moves it to grab your hand; he pulls it to his mouth and places a soft kiss on it. You look over at him and see him smiling at you. His presence calms you while you take a few deep breathes “we’ll figure this out too Kære” he says softly turning his attention back to the road.

“I know we will it’s just going to be a lot” you sigh.

“I know, but just think about all the good times. Two times the smiles. Twice the baby laughs” he squeezes your thigh “I know you love baby laughs.”

You chuckle lightly remembering when Oliver first started to laugh, his laugh filled the room and your heart at the same time. A smile creeps over your face and you see Fred grin knowing he is helping to calm your fears.

“We’re going to have twice the love smuk, so even though it will be crazy sometimes it will always be amazing. And there is nobody else I would want to do it with” he says and you see him grinning from ear to ear. He stops at a red light and leans across the centre console to place a kiss on your cheek, but you turn your head and his lips land on yours. He places a soft kiss on yours lips before pulling a way to look at the light which is still red.

“Same babe” you whisper pulling his face to yours for another kiss. It starts off soft as your hand runs up the side of his face, stroking his stubble in the process.

You open your mouth and Fred gently slides his tongue in. Your tongue swirls around when you hear a honk from behind you. He quickly pulls away, the light now green and drives through the intersection chuckling while you wipe some of the Chap Stick that has smeared around your mouth.

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“You guys are moving tomorrow right?” Kathy asks. You are almost a month into your second trimester, but due to the sickness and exhaustion you haven’t made it to many home games over the past month making it hard to keep her updated.

“Uh we get the keys tomorrow, and then we have some small reno’s and the painters are coming. Then the furniture is coming, then the movers to bring all our current stuff over” Fred explains.

"Yeah so there is still a bit of stuff to do but we are hoping to be fully moved in mid-march” you continue.

You and Fred are at the annual Night of Assists gala for the Penguins foundation. They had some casino games open prior to dinner, so you haven’t seen much of the players. You found a spot at Fred’s roulette table and spent a few minutes shooting him seductive glances and playfully sucking on your straw while he just shook his head at you from behind the table.

The waiters filled the wine glasses prior to everyone sitting down. You haven’t told any of the wag you are pregnant yet so Fred quickly drank it for you. Fred hasn’t told any of the players, wanting to wait for you; and you have wanted to do it in person. What he didn’t plan on was the waiter seeing the empty glass and refilling it before the salads were brought out. He finished his glass prior to the main course and switched to water for now, trying not to drink too much tonight. This means that you have a full glass in front of you, and it has been there for the last 40 minutes untouched.

“I’m okay we can share a piece” Fred says to the waiter holding a piece of chocolate cheesecake.

He turns his attention back to you, sliding his chair closer. “It’s bold of you to think I would share my cheesecake” you say bringing a piece up to your lips. You open your mouth and slip the fork in, slowly drawing it out while you look at Fred through the corner of your eye. A light moan leaves your lips while the amazing decadent flavours fills your mouth.

He just laughs leaning in close to you, the chatter of the room is loud and he doesn’t want to yell. “I thought you might be generous and offer me one bite” you can feel his beard graze your ear, his warm breath on your neck “but I can wait until later for my dessert” he whispers kissing your neck before pulling his body back a bit to talk to Kris beside him. You immediately feel yourself dripping down your leg, part of the second trimester is your crazy sex hormones. They were bad with Oliver, and you thought since this pregnancy is so different it might not be that bad, but you were wrong they have been worse.

While it still terrifies you the thought of having twice as many feedings and diaper changes, you have calmed down from the previous day’s news. You and Fred have an amazing support system between the WAGS, your friends and Fred’s mom there will be a lineup of people wanting to help, but it’s still is slightly terrifying thinking of twins.

A part of you is nervous at telling people. Some of the WAGS are slightly traditional and have been asking when you are getting married. And marriage should be the next logical step, but you both agreed you didn’t want a big age gap with your kids. This is why you are having another kid right now instead of planning a wedding. Fred also hasn’t proposed, which is the first step to getting married.

And if your being honest, you might not have had a wedding yet but you have everything that a marriage represents. To you it represents a lifelong commitment, with babies and a house. You know that Fred is committed to you so the path you take to get there isn’t too important to you; they all lead to the same place. He has suggested going to city hall to get married, and you have considered it. But an important part of your wedding is having all the people you both love there to support you.

Fred’s hand is resting on your leg just above your knee as everyone chats around you, he leans in “how are you feeling babe?” he whispers.

“Good, I haven’t really felt sick today. They have been giving me the day off from puking which has been super considerate” you joke as Fred kisses your cheek. “But actually it’s been better in general; apart from being overly emotional I have been noticing I have a bit more energy. There have also been some cravings” you take a small piece of cheesecake and put it in your mouth, slowly pulling the fork out.

Fred kisses your shoulder “oh yeah” he mumbles while you bring a piece to his mouth. He opens his mouth and you slide the fork into it. He closes his lips around it, pulling back cleaning the fork in the process. You swallow trying to not get too turned on as there are about 400 people around you, and it’s a team event.

He leans closer to you placing a kiss on your cheek “let me know if you need help with any of those cravings” he growls lowly. His raspy voice and hand slowly inching up your leg has you want to find an empty bathroom. Your core is on fire and Fred knows exactly what his touch is doing to you. You look over at him and before you can respond you hear Kathy “(Y/N) you haven’t touched your wine” Kathy says drawing some of the eyes to you.

Fred quickly responds “she hasn’t been feeling the best for the last couple days.”

“Oh sorry to hear that” Sidney says.

“You think you had a bug or something? One went through the Guentzel household a couple weeks ago” Kathy adds.

“No” you say as they stare at you, you feel Fred shift slightly, his arm moves behind your head resting on the chair. After a brief pause you look at around at the waiting eyes of his teammates. Fred smiles at you before you continue “we’re pregnant.”

Kathy squeals and runs over to you wrapping you in a big hug. “Congrats guys” Sid says.

“How far along are you?” Kathy asks.

“18 weeks” Fred says.

“No way you’re 18 weeks, you don’t look pregnant at all” one of the WAGS says to you.

“Yeah the doctor confirmed the date again yesterday” you explain. “I’m 18 weeks along”

There is a slight pause before Fred chimes in “with twins.”

“Twins?!” Kathy exclaims “that’s so exciting!”

“Yeah I guess" you say chuckling.

“You guess?” Christina inquires.

“(Y/N/N) is a little stressed about the twin thing” Fred says laughing rubbing his hand on the back of your neck.

“Oh worried about giving birth to two babies?” one of the rookies asks.

“No" you groan glaring at him “I haven’t really thought about that! I’m worried about the 3 babies under 3, trying to handle all that. Two screaming babies and an energetic toddler, it will be a blast.”

“Stop stressing out, everything will work out" Fred says kisses your cheek lightly.

“You know I will always help out with the little ones, especially since you two make the cutest babies ever” she squeals still not letting go of the hug.

A few hours later the boys are off participating in some of the fundraiser events, Fred was up on stage participating in the team auction but it just ended. After the auction you saw him get pulled away by some donors. You and Kathy were walking around the room playing some of the games while catching up.

“Can’t believe he finally proposed to you” you say looking at her ring. It’s a beautiful oval cut diamond on a rose gold band, there are multiple small stones set around the band, and every time she moves her hand it catches the light.

“I know” she squeals picking up her wine glass from the bar. You grab your water and you both walk back to your table “he did it on all-star break” she starts to explain sitting down.

“We went to Salt Lake City where we had a private cabin” she tells you. “We had dinner in front of the fire and after the bottle wine we went on the balcony. It was snowing, the lights from the neighbouring cabins lightly illuminated the sky. I was looking out at the mountains and I turned to look at him and he was down on one knee, it was amazing. Just the best night, I’m so excited to finally be engaged.”

“I didn’t think he would propose until he retired” you say half joking.

“I know me too!” she shrieks bringing her hand up to look at the ring. “Now I just have to plan a wedding.”

“When are you thinking?” Anna asks from across the table.

Kathy brings her glass up and takes a sip before answering “August, I already booked a spot downtown. It overlooks the city and we’ll see the lights at night during the reception.”

“Oh that sounds perfect” you exclaim, getting into more details of the wedding with her.

You feel a hand on your shoulder and can tell from the touch who it is immediately, you look up to see Fred in his form fitted three piece grey suit. Your breath hitches in your throat as he leans down putting his hand out in front of you “dance with me.”

You grab his hand and stand up, he leads you out to the dancefloor. He places one hand on the small of your back, as you place one on his shoulder. He holds you tight as he leads you around the dancefloor, soft music fills the air. “I don’t know if I told you this yet, but you look amazing tonight babe.”

You are wearing a black low cut floor length gown. It has a wrap around the stomach which is hiding your bump. You paired it with the red Louboutin shoes Fred gave you for Christmas. “You have told me” you say lightly “many times. But I don’t know if I’ve told you how amazing you look.”

“You’ve seen me in this suit before babe” he says spinning you he pulls you in closer to himself this time.

You look up to him raising an eyebrow as he smirks “I will never tire of seeing you in a suit” you say lightly as his hand slides lower to just above your ass. The noise around you fades into the background, you feel like it’s just the two of you in the room.

“Well this dress is stunning babe” he kisses your forehead. “When did you get it? I don’t think I’ve seen it before.”

“You bought it for me about 2 weeks ago" you say smiling at him.

“Did I now?” he says laughing as you continue dancing. Your hand squeezes his firm bicep as your other slides up the back of his neck, playing with his hair. It dips behind the collar of his dress shirt, your pinky loops into his chain pulling you in tighter to him. You smell his familiar cologne, but he must have changed his body wash, you are getting a hint of coconut coming off him.

“Well none of my other dresses fit me because of the bump" you explain.

“It was worth every penny” he says kissing you lightly on the lips. “For the record my favourite part of your outfit is the little baby bump your dress is skillfully hiding.”

You stare up at him smiling “you’re ridiculous, this bump isn’t really that little. And this wasn’t easy to hide.” You laugh lightly remembering the hours you spent, trying to find a dress that fit the theme for the night but also disguised your bump in case you didn’t want to tell the team tonight.

“I love you, and I love seeing you pregnant. You look great with a bump, I don’t want you to hide it ever. I loved seeing you pregnant with Oliver.”

You roll your eyes at him as you continue to sway to the music, Fred holds you tightly. “I can’t wait to see the bump all the time" he says leaning down to place a soft kiss on your cheek. “Get to feel your growing belly, the babies kicking. I love it all” he places another kiss behind your ear. His thumb drawing circles on your back while his beard rubs against your neck as he peppers kisses on you.

You moan lightly his hand now gently resting on your ass “babe, can we leave?” you ask.

Fred doesn’t answer you instead he kisses you gently on the lips. He pulls away and walks over the table and grabs your purse before retrieving your coats. The drive home is an easy and comfortable silence as you stare out the window, your hand is gently resting on Fred’s thigh. When you arrive home, you find Christie on the couch and wish her a good night. You lock the door behind her and as you turn around Fred pushes you against the door, mouth sucking on your neck.

You arch your neck to allow him access moaning loudly, your hands slide from his chest down his treasure line. You feel his erection straining his dress pants causing you to raise an eyebrow at him. “I told you I love seeing you pregnant” he growls reaching down to pick you up and carry you to bed.

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“What else did the doctor say?” Fred asks over the Bluetooth, he can tell you are holding back. You just left your appointment which Fred had to miss because of a road trip. He doesn’t have a game today so you were able to call him and discuss the news while you drive to the new house. You are heading over to check on the progress since you are supposed to be moving in a week and there are some final details you want to ensure are completed.

You take a deep breath “my blood pressure is a little high, and with twins I’m at a higher risk of preeclampsia” you say pulling off the highway only a few minutes from the house.

“Okay, so what does that mean?” he asks, you can hear the concern in his voice.

“I need to take it easy” you start to explain.

“So you thought instead of resting you would go check on the house?”

“Well I need to make sure things are on track so we can move next week.”

“And if things aren’t we can push the move back. The last thing is our current furniture being moved in, I did that so we can stay longer if needed. We don’t have to leave the condo for 3 more weeks. Babe I need you to listen to the doctor and take things easy.”

“That’s not all I can do to help my blood pressure babe. I need to drink enough water, make sure I exercise, limit my salt, and eat more veggies and less meat. There are a lot of things I can do. I don’t have preeclampsia, it’s just high blood pressure, something a lot of pregnant women deal with.”

“Well you’re the only woman pregnant with my baby so when the doctor tells you to do something I’m going to make you do it. And you might not have it now but it could happen. Limiting unnecessary stress and resting is best for you. Christie is there, you should be home and taking a nap babe. I need you and those babies to be okay. Promise me you will take it easy skat.”

“I promise babe I will. I love you.”

“I love you too, now go home. Not inside the house but back to the condo and lie down. You are not allowed in that house until we move" he says.

“But what if they -" you start to object.

“No, go home. You promised you’ll take it easy. The designer has everything under control and she can Facetime with questions. Please for me”

You huff in disapproval “you’re lucky I love you” you mumble. You pull into the driveway but immediately turn the car around and head toward the condo. You don’t have preeclampsia, lots of women have high blood pressure and never get preeclampsia. But you know he worries even more when he is on the road and can’t be there with you.

“I love you too kaere” he laughs before hanging up the phone.

March 15

Today is the day of your gender reveal party. Kathy has been planning the party for you; Carlee, Allie and Fred’s parents and one of his brothers are visiting as well. It is also a housewarming party, and the first time you and Fred have seen the finished product.

You originally wanted to do something small with just the three of you, but since you aren’t having a baby shower you agreed to this party. Kathy started a group chat with your friends and they basically forced you into this, even getting Fred on board. You agreed because this is something you never had with Oliver, you had a small shower with your friends but due to the circumstances you didn’t have an elaborate party and didn’t really celebrate the pregnancy with Fred.

After the doctor’s appointment last week Fred wanted to cancel the party, but Kathy promised to do everything so you could stay off your feet as much as possible. It seems a little extreme since you are still supposed to exercise but Fred is more worried about you stressing over the little details.

“Oh you look gorgeous mama” Allie says hugging you. You are wearing a white, pink and blue floral dress. Since most of the party is indoors you figured you were fine to wear a dress during the winter. There is also a lot of people in your house, which is making the temperature rise.

“And your house is amazing!” Carlee exclaims taking in the house.

“I know they finished yesterday. We haven’t even spent time here. The keys went right from the designer to Kathy so she could set up for the party" you say laughing. “We get to stay tonight finally, but everything looks amazing.”

“Hi dear" you hear from behind you and see Fred has returned with your grandparents and his parents.

“Oh you are glowing, look at your belly” you grandma says placing a hand on your stomach.

“Yeah two babies does this to you" you say laughing as you hug her.

“You look amazing" Charlotte says walking up to hug you.

“Yes she looks amazing, but she is supposed to be sitting” Fred groans kissing your cheek. You roll your eyes at him and walk over to the couch with your friends and family to catch up on everything.

The party continues for a while. Oliver roped some of the players into a game of ministicks in the basement. And even with music and chatter you occasionally can hear the boys laughing or cheering. You know it is very possible there will be some broken apple watches or cracked phone screens with how they play.

Due to feet pain you have spent most of the party sitting at the couch, not that you would tell Fred he is right. Since your conversations have been limited to those nearby Fred has been mingling with everyone and you haven’t seen him in close to an hour. You just returned from the bathroom, when Kathy tells you the gender reveal is in 15 minutes.

You make your way over to the drink table, grabbing a bottle of water when you feel the familiar touch of Fred’s hand on your back. “Hey babe" you say looking to him. His lips kiss the top of your head, and you breathe in his cologne. A light moan leaves your lips but Fred doesn’t hear over the chatter from everyone else. His hand slides around to your stomach “you look stunning babe" he says in your ear.

“Thanks, so do you" you say turning your head to kiss him.

“I don’t look nearly as good as you skat” he says stroking your stomach. He leans closer to your ear “this dress, it really shows off your bump.” His thumb slides higher, lightly grazing your breast, you tilt your head, and you wince slightly at the feeling. “It also shows off your boobs, which I see have popped too” he chuckles, his hand briefly strokes your boob before dropping lower to your stomach.

Your breasts have recently become very sensitive, as has every part of your body. As much as you have wanted Fred to touch you, some nights you are far too uncomfortable. You have fallen asleep on your side, while his hand rest lightly on your hip, one of the few areas that doesn’t seem to bother you while lying down.

You lean back a little bit resting your back against his chest and feel his erection straining through his jeans. Your eyes go wide looking around the room at all the guests “told you I love seeing you pregnant.”

You turn around to face him and stand on your tippy toes, whispering in his ear “I can’t wait for everyone to leave.” You press up against his erection “so many things I want to do to you,” you place a kiss on his cheek.

You hear Fred groan and take a breath before you walk away. You find Kathy and chat with her, you try to engage with her but you can feel Fred’s eyes staring at you. Every time you glance in his direction he smirks at you. Your hormones are in overdrive from those subtle glances he keeps sending you. Fred knows what he is doing to you and what you are feeling.

You showed up a half hour before everyone else, except Sid and Kathy were there setting up in the entryway. You have been doing some yoga the past few weeks which has been helping with some of your pain; so when you arrived you weren’t feeling too bad.

Given how you have been horny for the last 3 nights but too sore to do anything you thought you finally found a window. Kathy was distracted with decorating, and Oliver had pulled Sidney away to show him some toys. Fred went into the pantry and you followed him in closing the door behind you. Kathy walked in and found you sitting on the counter engaged in a very hot make-out session and if she had of come 2 minutes later she likely would have seen a lot more. She laughed and jokingly closed the door behind her to give you guys “privacy” while turning up the music, but the moment was gone.

Now you are starting to feel sore again, but you are still extremely horny. You hope that your pain and sensitivity drops so you can enjoy your first night in your house. Kathy finally wrangles everyone for the gender reveal which is outside.

You put on your coat and meet Fred and Oliver who are standing by a net with a hockey stick for a picture. As the three of you pose you feel Fred’s hand slide down your back, before it finally reaches your ass where he gives you a light squeeze.

“Frederik” you sternly whisper, jumping slightly.

“Come on babe you’re better than that. You know what calling me that does" he squeezes your ass again. He set Oliver on the ground and kisses you on the cheek, you move over to the side as Fred gets ready with a puck.

You opted for a hockey themed gender reveal. There is a net with 5 accuracy shooting targets attached, one in every corner and one in the middle. Fred will shoot a puck, and he has to hit the targets. 3 are blanks and two have powder either pink or blue depending on the gender of each baby. He lets the first puck go hitting the target in the top right corner.

“Ahh" you hear, the target breaks and everyone waits but nothing happens. Oliver runs to the net “Daddy, hit this one" he says pointing to the bottom right corner.

“You think that one has a colour bud?” he asks.

“Yeah daddy!” he exclaims. He isn’t really sure what is happening, but he is so excited to be a part of it.

“Okay bud, go to mom so you’re out of the way.” Oliver moves and Fred shoots the puck, blue powder fills the air.

“I told you daddy" he says running for a hug. You join him as Fred kisses you “you know what that means?” you ask Oliver.

He shakes his head “well that means you are going to have a little brother" Fred explains.

“Yay! I want a little brother” Oliver screams causing a laugh from everyone.

“Well there is two babies, so we have to find out if the other baby will be a boy or a girl" you say.

“Boy! I want two brothers!” he says and you laugh lightly kissing his head. You and Fred are set on no more babies after the twins, so you are kind of hoping for a girl. Apart from the matching mother daughter outfits you love the idea of Fred having a daughter. You know that she would have him wrapped around her finger the second she is born.

“What one should daddy hit next? Top, bottom or middle?” you ask him pointing to the targets.

“Bottom one!” he exclaims. You take Oliver and move to the side; Fred hits it on the first shot and nothing happens.

“Not that one” you say. “Pick another one bud. Top or middle?”

“Umm" he says staring at the saucers. “Middle one, the middle one daddy!”

Fred takes a shot and hits the middle one “oh" everyone says as the disk explodes and nothing comes out.

Fred walks over and kisses you “at least we know what one it’s in.” You laugh as you watch him walk back, your eyes linger on his ass that is covered in dark denim. They are fitted in the ass, but don’t do justice for what you know is underneath. While he gets ready your eyes scan around the crowd and you see Carlee who is just smirking at you from across the way. Your face goes slightly pink as you know she saw you.

Fred aims at the top one but you hear a ringing as it hit the post. He pulls another puck over and takes a shot and shoots low, he takes another shot and goes wide. Everyone laughs at the missed shots.

“Need some help?” Sid jokes.

He takes another shot hitting the crossbar which earns some chirps from his team mates which he laughs off.

“My job is to stop shots not take them" he laughs.

“You’re supposed to hit it daddy” Oliver calls out which causes everyone including Fred to laugh. He shakes it off and brings another puck over to the shooting surface.

He takes another shot and hits the centre of the target and blue powder fills the air again. “Two brothers” Oliver squeals running to Fred. “Daddy I can play hockey and wrestling with them!”

Fred picks him up “yeah once they are a little bit older you can bud.” He wraps his arm around you and kisses you. He moves to deepen it slightly when Oliver starts laughing in his arms “gross daddy.”

Everyone laughs as he sets Oliver down who runs to your grandparents and Fred’s parents.

“Two babies and no girls" Fred says to you.

“I know babe, but as long as they are healthy that’s all that matters. If they are anything like our first son they will be amazing” you say looking at Oliver.

“With you as their mother they will be the best boys ever" he says kissing you.

Everyone surrounds you congratulating you, “maybe you can try for a girl once the twins are a little older” you hear Ernst say.

“Ha!” you laugh.

“We already decided we are done after these two” Fred explains.

“Being a mom of boys sounds nice” you say as Fred pulls you in tight to him. “If it was a girl Fred would let her walk all over him anyways.”

“Yeah that’s for sure” Charlotte says laughing.

A little while later everyone has left, you are at home; Oliver fell asleep pretty quickly once everyone left. Fred is driving your grandparent’s home and his family to your old condo. Your old bedroom set is going in the guest suite and you didn’t want to book the movers until this house was ready. You wanted them to stay in one of the spare rooms upstairs but there was some items on back order that won’t be arriving until next week leaving you with nowhere to put his family.

You are loading some dishes into the dishwasher, your playlist on a low volume fills the room when you feel Fred wrap his arms around you gently rubbing your stomach before settling on your hips.

“Babe, you have to take it easy” he places kisses on your temple.

“It’s just some dishes, it’s not stressful” you say moaning lightly at his touch.

“You shouldn’t be on your feet, need to rest” he reaches around you and turns the water off and scoops you up. You wrap your arms around his neck as he carries you to the elevator. Your hand plays with the gold chain around his neck, your head hearing his heartbeat while you ride upstairs “can’t wait until you’re no longer pregnant so we can christen this” he says in your ear.

You laugh and kiss his cheek “look forward to it” you say as the door dings. He carries you into your bathroom and sets you on the counter. He walks over to the tub and starts the water setting a warm temperature. He opens the cupboard to your bath salts and bubbles.

“What one?” he asks looking at you.

“Lavender vanilla” you reply smiling at him. He walks over and dumps some into the tub, a little too much as you see a big plume of bubbles forming. He walks over and helps you off the counter and pulls your dress and underwear off you. He quickly strips and leads you over to the tub where he steps in first.

He takes your hand and carefully helps you into the tub sitting down behind you. You relax against him, feeling the sensation from the jets being turned on around you. His hands are resting beside you, he is trying to respect your limitations even though you know it’s hard for him to not constantly touch your bump and feel his boys kick.

You rest your head in the crook of his neck, bringing his hands up to your stomach. Your eyes shut as he keeps his hands gently resting on your stomach not moving them. His touch alone relieves tension you didn’t even know you had been carrying. Calmness fills your soul as he begins to test the waters gently rubbing your stomach, a soft moan leaves your lips which he takes as encouragement to keep going.

“I remember 4 months ago enjoying a bath at the hotel with you when you suggested us getting a new place. We said how we wanted to get a tub like that in our house” you say lightly.

You feel his chest rise and fall behind you “crazy that you were pregnant then and we didn’t even know” he responds.

“Crazy how far we’ve come. About 3 years ago right now I found out I was pregnant with Oliver” you sigh as your hand draws up and down Fred’s thigh. Fred’s large hands still stroking your stomach as you feel one of the babies start to kick. You slide Fred’s hand to the spot on your stomach “just wait” you whisper as you feel his lips pressed gently into your head.

A minute later you both feel the baby kick and Fred chuckles in your ear “I love feeling them kick” he says as you turn your head to look at him. “Me too babe” you whisper against his lips. Fred’s golden brown eyes stare down at you for a minute, you see the yellow flecks in his irises before he brings his lips to yours locking you in a soft kiss.

You turn slightly to sit on one of his legs while you deepen the kiss. Your hands run up his beard, while you feel his slide up your back tangling into your hair. You continue to kiss, but it stays soft as your tongues explore one another, you finally pull back to take a breath.

“Bed?” you whisper and Fred nods helping you get out. After drying himself he helps you, laughing lightly as you struggle to reach your back. Once dry you grab his hand and walk over to the bed. He sits down with his head against the headboard and calls you to sit in front of him.

He starts massaging your back lightly. “Mmm” you moan lightly as he applies pressure to your shoulders, while peppering kisses to your neck.

“Remembered you like this from last time” he says.

“I think most pregnant women like massages” you laugh while he continues. “But this is really nice.”

“Well I have booked a masseuse to come every two weeks. Help keep your stress and pain down” he explains.

“I think that’s a little excessive” you say.

“You don’t want the massages?” he questions stopping. You turn around and stare at him “no I do, especially when you give me them. I really like when you give me them” you say smiling. “I especially like when you give me naked massages.”

He laughs, before he continues “I like when you give me naked massages too” he says pushing your hair in front of your shoulders while his hands work on your knots. You bring your hands down to your side looking for something to grip, and grab his thighs. You place a light grip on his legs, straightening your back while he continues massaging you.

You feel his lips lightly start sucking on your shoulders, your hands tighten on his thighs. Another soft moan leaves your lips as Fred’s mouth continues sucking on you. His hand leaves your shoulders and reaches around to cup your breast.

The pregnancy has them feeling extra sensitive, as you arch your back. “I need you babe” you groan, Fred’s mouth moves to behind your ear “yeah?” he questions. You nod your head and Fred moves out from behind you. You shift back slightly as he places a few pillows to help you get comfortable.

He spreads your legs and smirks seeing how wet you are before lying down putting his head between you. He lightly licks up your folds, causing you to moan. He continues placing light licks on your folds, and soft kisses on your thighs for a few moments before he slips his tongue in you.

“Babe” you gasp lightly as his tongue pushes further inside you. Your hips buck up when you feel him smirk against you. His beard rubs against the side of your thighs when you feel him slip two fingers inside you. He scissors you open and his tongue slides fully into you licking your walls. You are so wet that he could have slid in no problem.

His tongue slides out as he sucks on your clit, his fingers begin pumping in you. Your legs squirm while his fingers increase their speed. He sucks hard on your clit and you begin to feel your high approaching. You bring a hand down to grip his hair, moaning loudly.

“Fuck Fred” you groan as he continues, his fingers speeding up. He knows you are close and chasing your high. He sucks hard on your sensitive clit, curling his fingers hitting your sweet spot every time. He pumps quickly as your high comes crashing over you. Your legs shake as he works you through your orgasm, it is more intense than normal and he doesn’t let up until you finish.

He slows his fingers before he completely stops and pulls away. He smiles at you and you see your juices glistening on his beard while he sets your legs back down. He crawls up you and kisses you, you can taste yourself as you moan loudly. Your hands move to his back and start pulling him closer, feeling his erection pressed into your thigh. Your tongue swirls in his mouth, pulling him closer by his chain but Fred pulls back slightly.

“What?” you question as he looks at you softly. A hand gently cups your cheek “babe you have been sore and uncomfortable recently. You sure?”

“I said I wanted to do things to you. I meant it” you say pulling him in for a deep kiss. Fred rolls off you and sits with his back against the head board as you crawl over him. You can feel his hard dick pressing against your entrance while his hands rest on your hips.

He helps guide you down slowly as he fills you up. You moan at the feeling “you okay?” he questions. You nod and groan as you place one hand on his lower abs and the grips his shoulder. You take a deep breathe while you continue to slide down him before you feel him fully inside you.

You smile at Fred and start a slow pace, rising and dropping on him. His hands move to your ass, helping you. Fred allows you to set the pace as his mouth attaches to your nipple. He gently sucks on your breast as you roll your hips on him.

“Fuck” you mutter, arching your back.

“You getting close babe?” he asks.

You open your mouth as a strangled groan leaves your mouth causing Fred to smirk. He pushes his hips further into you and begins to increase the pace. Your hand on his shoulder tightens its grip digging crescents into his skin as you rise and drop on him. The pace is very fast and has you moaning loudly, your head falls to his shoulder as your orgasm crashes over you.

Fred continues pushing into you as you lose focus, everything becomes intense. Fred slows the pace while you continue through your high. After a few minutes you loosen your grip on his shoulder and look up to him. He places a soft kiss on your forehead “you okay babe?”

“Mhm” you whisper staring at him for a second before you bring your lips to his. The kiss starts soft when you feel his hand tangle in your hair drawing you in. Your tongues dance around each other’s mouth as your hand slides up his abs that are covered in sweat.

You feel Fred’s hands give your ass a light squeeze as he helps you rise and drop on him. You are very sensitive from your previous two orgasms, and Fred allows you to set the pace. “Freddie” you moan.

“You good?” he asks kissing your cheek.

“So good” you growl. “Unbelie…evably good.”

A devilish grin crosses his face as he increases the pace. “You feel so good” he groans pushing fully up inside you. Your head falls back and you feel Fred sucking on your neck.

“Fred. Fuck Fred” you scream as he pushes hard inside you. You begin to feel him becoming sloppy under you. You bring your hand down from his abs and begin pressing circles into your bud. Fred thrusts up inside you when you feel your third orgasm approaching. The familiar knot in your stomach begins to untangle, your walls tingling, you spasm and clench around him.

You stop moving while your third orgasm rips through you. Your vision blackens and your head falls onto his shoulder. You feel Fred’s pace slow before completely stopping. The grip around you, turns to a steadying embrace as whimpers leave your mouth. His hands run up and down your back waiting for you to return.

Your hand slides down his sweat covered chest and you slowly look into Fred’s eyes. “Babe?” he asks “you okay?”

“Yeah, just a lot. Those three came so easily and quickly, I’m just a little sensitive. Just need a minute” you explain.

Fred grips you and gently flips you onto your back “nope” he mumbles kissing your cheek. “You’re done for today.”

He rolls beside you and you see his hard thick cock, your juices covering it. The vein is deep blue, tip throbbing and leaking precum. You roll onto your side and run your hand over it causing Fred to whimper “I can’t leave you like this” you explain.

“Yes you can, I’ll be fine in a couple minutes if my naked girlfriend stopped touching it” he shoots you devilish grin trying to grip your wrist but you shake it away. “After what happened we’re not continuing. I knew it would be too much.”

“Too much pleasure not pain babe” you explain stroking him and rolling to rest on your legs. “If you’re not going to fuck me then I’ll have to handle this another way.”

You crawl onto your knees hollowing your mouth. Your hand pumps him a few times while you open your mouth taking him in. You clean your juices off of him and then proceed to fully allow him in.

“Babe, come on you don’t have to” he moans but you aren’t even sure he believed himself. His hands stop trying to pull you off, and tangle into your hair pulling it back into a loose ponytail. You bob up and down with a hollow cheek taking him fully in.

Danish curse words spill from Fred’s lips, his grip on your hair tightens. You know he is close and you bring your hand to his gently massage his balls. You feel his legs tighten under you as he reaches his high. He spills his seed deep in your throat, while you suck him dry.

You pull away and smirk up at him through your lashes “geez babe, your something” he says with a large smile. You crawl up to your pillow and lie down looking up at Fred who shifts onto his side. “You didn’t have to do that smuk” he whispers brushing your hair behind your ear.

“I know I wanted to” you respond and feel Fred’s lips press lightly to yours. It’s a soft and quick kiss before you feel the mattress shift while he gets out of bed. He pulls on a pair of boxers and heads to the bathroom. He returns with a damp washcloth and gently strokes your sensitive folds. You whine at the contact and Fred kisses your shoulder “sorry smuk” he mumbles against you.

He throws the cloth in the hamper and pulls one of his large t-shirts over your body before crawling in behind you. He adjusts the pillows to get you comfortable, you feel your eyes getting heavy. He lies down and rests his hands on your hip while you listen to his light breathing as you drift off.

Next Chapter

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vocalyunho · 5 years ago

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Warm Sunset

Pairing: Hongjoong x Female Reader Genre: fluff, smut Word Count: 2.3k Warnings: explicit unprotected sex

Anon who requested this, I hope it’s okay that the reader doesn’t paint a portrait of Hongjoong, but smth that reminds her of him.

Hongjoong’s birthday is next week and he’s always talked about how he’d love to have one of your paintings in his apartment...to admire it whenever he wanted, to always remember how talented of a girlfriend he has, to have it on the wall so everyone can see it and, maybe, now it’s time to create something absolutely and only for him.

Since you’re living alone in an apartment that’s more than enough for one person, you’ve turned one of the biggest rooms into your personal atelier. It’s not a massive workplace, it’s just a little bigger than a normal bedroom, but it fits all your art belongings perfectly. However, it’s not the cleanest place someone would lay eyes on...paint has gotten everywhere through the years and canvases lie here and there on every corner of the room. The tools are, also, soiled with paint because most of them have been with you since when you started painting but, truth is, you love seeing them like this...they show the hard work you’ve put into all your paintings even if they turned out to be beautiful in your eyes or not.

Being a Sunday today, you had the entire day to yourself...Hongjoong would probably come over during the evening to spend the night there, but you will have already stopped working on the painting by then. You started working on his painting last week and, even if you don’t work on it every single day, you’re on a good path and it’ll probably be ready by the day you’ll give it to him.

The painting is a landscape, a landscape of an- untouched by humanity- island. With its crystal waters shining and the sun setting and colouring the sky with millions of different hues of orange and yellow. The flora is rich with many trees and some flowers here and there that create a beautiful contrast with the colours of the sky. This landscape is him. He’s colourful and beautiful inside and out. He’s a peaceful place that you always wish to be around. He’s so pure, like he’s never been touched by the seaminess of the world. He’s a warm sunset in the middle of the summer, with a slight breeze that smoothly touches your face and gives you the feeling of a beautiful dizziness.

You were painting a number of trees when the door of the atelier opened and you turned around to face Hongjoong.

“I knew you’d be in here” he says and the corners of his lips curl up.

“I- yeah...I’m painting” you laugh, kind of nervously.

You had forgotten you had given each other a second key to your apartments and he could come in anytime with it, but you thought he’d come over much later.

“I thought you’d come over in the evening”

“yeah, that’s what I did”

“what?”

“it’s 6:30 Y/N” he said laughing “look at the clock”

“OH hahah, I lost track of time” you set the brush and paints down slowly and make your way towards him so that you’ll both leave the room without him asking about your painting, but that failed.

“what are you painting today?”

“oh it’s just...a present for a friend”

“it must be a dear friend...you have paint all over your clothes and face, baby” he laughed.

“really? I didn’t realise” you tried wiping your face while standing on the door.

“wait...is that sea I see? Is that an island?” he walks towards the canvas.

fuck.

“hah yes...my friend reminds me of...pretty islands and warm sunsets”

“that’s cute”

“why don’t we go now?”

“no, keep painting...I didn’t wanna distract you”

“you already did though”

“oh I’m sorry, do you want me to leave?”

“nonono I didn’t mean it like that...uh fine sit on the couch and I’ll go back to the painting, you might get bored though”

“there’s no way I’ll get bored of seeing you creating”

You felt a burn in your stomach, he’s so cute...

At least he didn’t ask anything else about the painting, but you didn’t wanna seem suspicious so inviting him to just stay there was the best option now...

You went back to the canvas, brush and paints in your hands again and kept creating tiny trees, but without even realising you kept looking back at Hongjoong...it must have been instinctive, since this is for him.

“what?” he laughed at some point.

“I’m sorry...you just inspire me” you said facing the canvas again.

“aww my baby is getting inspired by me”

He got up and walked up to you to give you a back hug.

“has anyone ever told you how cute and hot you look all concentrated?” he kissed your neck and you shivered.

“n-no”

“well, I am telling you right now”

“thank you”

“that’s all? not a kiss, not a lil grind, no nothing?” he lowered his hands to your sides.

“I’m trying not to get distracted, like you said Hongjoong”

“I did? A little break is never bad, then” he said and started kissing the place under your ear as his hands caressed your sides slowly. You let your head fall on his shoulder and your eyes fell shut.

He hadn’t realised that you still had the paints and brush on your hands and when he turned you around to get you closer, the palette got squeezed between your bodies and colours darted on both the floor and your faces and clothes.

“HONGJOONG”

“I’ll clean that later” he said and took the palette and brush off you hands fast and placed them on your desk. You checked the canvas to make sure paint wasn’t thrown on it, but before you were even 100% sure, Hongjoong cupped your cheeks and smashed his lips on yours. He didn’t hesitate a bit and turned the kiss into a sloppy make out session. He’s giving open mouthed kisses and so are you, giving him the chance to slip his tongue in your mouth. He didn’t stay there for long though and the moment he bit on your lower lip, a moan escaped from your lips, making him smile against you.

“that’s exactly what I wanted to hear” he said and slightly, but forcefully, pulled your hair back to expose your neck to him.

“fuck” you exhaled and when you felt his lips on your neck, you knew he would try to hold back his bites and that’s what he did. Every time he’d bite with a little more pressure, he’d instantly stop at the best part, but you were not having it.

“It’s okay Hongjoong, I can cover it”

“Are you sure?”

“yeah”

He bit on the side of your neck and you felt your knees weaken, but tried to hold onto his shirt for support. He harshly sucked on the place, making your eyes fall shut and driving moans out of you, which got mixed with his sounds against your neck. You really needed some support right now, something you can lean on because his shirt wasn’t enough. So, when he nibbled on your skin and you felt your head fall all the way back, you guided him backwards till his back touched the wall, where the canvas stood on the left and a big window on the right.

He drew his head back to admire his own canvas and your eyes snapped open, only to see him smiling at his creation. He looks so pure, like he didn't just mark your neck or like his boner isn't brushing against your thigh in need of friction.

"lie on the sofa" you told him and the smile on his face turned into a smirk, like he knew he was about to have a good time.

He immediately did as you told him and after pulling his and your own pants off, you climbed on the free place between his legs.

"look, I've never sucked someone off on my workplace and you know that..." you said as you pulled his underwear down, freeing his member and letting it hit against his stomach.

"...but there's always a first time for everything, I guess" you tapped his tip on the last words and started pumping him slowly, adding more and more pressure on each pump, until you took him in your mouth.

He inhaled loudly and supported his body on his elbows to watch your every move, as you twirled your tongue around his width. You didn't force yourself to take him all in, your hand can do just fine on the part that won't be in your mouth, so you started blowing him. Your head is moving fast in all directions on his shaft and his head fell back as a loud moan left his lips. You leave him just for a second to get the wetness all over his dick, but as you pump him, pre-cum leaks from his tip.

"oof baby, why are you so quick today?"

He didn't have the time to answer as you took him in your mouth again, bobbing faster now while your hand is massaging the lower part of his member.

"fuuck, just like that baby" he groaned and his eyebrows furrowed.

You kept going, bobbing faster and faster and your hand squeezed on his base, until a wave of praises mixed with curses fell from his lips and his legs started trembling. When he throbbed in your mouth and gasped, you stopped, trying to prevent his orgasm. He let his body fall on the sofa as his chest is rising and falling fast.

"why are you so good at this?" he said through sharp breaths and with a quick move, he pulled your legs making you lie down this time.

"I'm good too, though", he's hovering above you.

"I know-" his hand flew to your clothed centre and you gasped as he started massaging your clit with his thumb. His left hand lifted your shirt and you took it off, letting him caress your lower stomach. The bundle of nerves on your clit is going crazy and you can feel your thighs starting to slightly tremble as low moans are leaving your lips.

"Hongjoong n-no...I dont wanna come yet" you whisper, grabbing his wrist to stop him and keep him in place.

"don't worry babygirl, I'd stop anyways" he said and before you could even come down, he slid your panties to the side as he smoothly pushed in without warning. Your eyes widened and your breath got caught in your throat at the sudden stretch, but his eyebrows also furrowed at the feeling.

"ffu-uck" you cried and he kept pushing in, slowly and steadily until he bottomed out.

When he did, he came close to your face brushing his lips on yours “I won’t be gentle, princess” and pulled almost all the way out to thrust in fast.

A whimper found its way out of your throat and his hand travelled up to wrap around your neck. This made a smile appear on your lips and you felt your core getting wetter. He started thrusting slow but hard and the force of his hips could be heard on the way your skin slapped against each other.

“a-ahh, yess”

He moved faster without pulling out more than halfway before he thrusted back in again. His fingers around your throat tighten with every louder groan he lets out and his pace is fast enough to make you see stars. The blood runs fast through your brain and your moans have turned into a distant echo in your ears.

“Hongjoong, fasterr-” he shoved himself into you harder and your cries got mixed with high-pitched moans. You couldn’t control your vocals, it’s like every thrust pushed a louder moan out of you and every whimper of his got you closer and closer.

“do you- like this-?” His fingers on your neck tighten.

“yess-”

The sofa moves along with his movements, his grunts are strained and his dick starts twitching unexpectedly. He’s pounding into you and you can feel your walls clenching leading you to feeling every ridge of his cock drag along. Your cries and his moans are in unison and fill the silent room, but when you let your orgasm get over you, he quiets himself down. It’s like he’s pressing himself not to make any loud noises, just to hear yours. He’s heaving through his nose, as your colours get all over his size and before you were done, he reaches his own climax, throbbing uncontrollably and mixing your liquids together. Incoherent syllables leave his mouth and his hold around your throat gets loose, while the orgasm washes over him. Your cries stopped getting louder as you’re panting now and when he slowly pulls out, the sudden emptiness feels weird. He lies on you, with his head buried in your shoulder, still breathing fast.

“I’ve never done this in here” you say.

“I know, baby”

“By the way, thank you in advance for this beautiful painting” he smiles and gives a kiss on your shoulder.

“w-what painting?” your eyes widen and you’re glad he’s facing the other way.

“you’ve told me before that I’m your warm sunset and that’s what you said when I asked you about the painting too”

“FUCK”

“It’s really pretty, really...but not as pretty as your eyes” he said and faced you. Your heart skipped a beat, but you laughed it off.

He’s still so pure...like he didn’t just fuck you on the sofa of your workplace, with paint on your clothes and faces as the sun is setting. Maybe he really is your warm sunset...

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stargazerinmoksha · 8 years ago

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1. I should’ve bought more flowers for you, now I buy flowers even if today isn’t Valentine’s Day or a day with a specific meaning, in a way, every petal is imbued with an apology and every time someone leans in to smell it they can feel the parts of me that you’ve forgiven far long before I could 2. I didn’t start to feel better until I started to take better care of myself, a constant whisper of you saying “i was just worried about you” 3. You can’t let someone be your only source of happiness because once they’re gone, you’re all alone again and there’s nothing worse than starting all the way back over with yourself: square one of a broken heart multiplied by the intensity of she’s not coming back, let her go 4. Music will never betray me 5. Poetry is thinking that you’ve got it figured out and a metaphor is just your way of saying I don’t 6. Art rules the world and I am a masterpiece in progress; how can I love myself like how you did if I can’t see that little bit? 7. Lust isn’t conducive for growth, it’s like an addict trying to get his fix-- some day, he’s going to break and not even the drug can help him 8. I buy myself nice things, but I can’t fill this emptiness inside of my heart– I guess some nights, I just miss being next to you 9. I still can’t get used to sleeping alone 10. Sometimes I wish I would’ve picked up your phone calls during the first few months, I broke my promise and you know something? I regret it 11. I threw away our love letters and memories two months ago, I cried the whole time– yeah, still a fool for you, but baby, we’ve changed so much, I’m happy with my unhappy 12. You once told me to go on many adventures without you, did you account for my depression? You know, I don’t blame you for any of this. In reality it was always an us thing, a too young thing, a stupid, mad love thing– as always, I still love you, I just don’t know what love is anymore 13. They were right, soulmates touch you and they change you forever– the moment a colorful paint filled brush hits the water and the figments of colors flow into the cup, you left my soul with so many seasons, I’m still raking up the leaves from last fall 14. The last time I saw you we shouldn’t have had sex, I think that night really broke you– I think that night really broke me too 15. I should’ve laid my head onto your chest and counted your heartbeats more often, I’m sorry 16. Sometimes when I talk to people and tell them random facts that you’ve filled my head up, I swear I can hear your voice echo in the back of my head– “baby, check this out, you’re gonna love it” 17. I always do 18. I still remember your favorite Harry Potter line 19. After all of this time? …Always. 20. I smoke cigarettes to think about how to think less, the fucking irony 21. I take painkillers and my excuse is that my right hand still hurts, in truth, I’m just another addict that believes if I take another maybe my heart might just start to sound like it belongs to me 22. I didn’t cut myself because I wanted to die, I cut myself open because I wanted to feel how often I made your heart break, each scar on my shoulders is a time when I’ve made you cry 23. And each night that I can’t sleep, I stay up wishing that you’re doing okay 24. I don’t pray often, but when I do, I always prayed for your mom, although she hated me, I’m so glad that she put you on this earth to allow us to meet– I have changed so much since I’ve met you 25. The crazy part? You still change me everyday 26. You know the renaissance era? Falling in love with you was like that 27. My favorite photo of us were those two kids eating a banana split at the New Orleans mall, I miss those two innocent kids, oh, how we’ve changed 28. We are destined to have this eternal flame kind of distance– the brighter I burn, the more you’ll read, the only thing that keeps me writing some days is knowing that somewhere, somehow you’re always reading, no matter who you’re with or if you’re laughing or crying or smiling 29. My number one fan was always you first 30. I’ve made so many bad decisions, you were never one of them 31. I’ve written so many bad poems, you were in every single one 32. I’ve written some pretty great ones too tho…! You were also in those 33. I miss cleaning your eyes for you 34. I have met some amazing people because of what happened to us 35. I can’t get you by Fallbrooke the acoustic version is no longer on the internet, the funny part? The very last day that it was on the web, I downloaded it right before they removed it. It’s still my favorite song of all time, our song 36. Hold your tears by Clazziquai too 37. Sometimes when I get off from work, I sit in the car and cry, some tears don’t have meaning, they just need to come out 38. I claim to write poetry, but I feel like they’re just love letters sent to no one in particular 39. It’s not that I’m not over you, I’m just trying to get used to not needed you 40. It’s not that it hurts to the point where I can’t breathe, I’m just trying to light my own path to self-love and healing 41. The fact that your favorite color is orange, it makes the fruit taste some type of way 42. Sometimes I want to call you, but I don’t 42. Sometimes I want to text you and I do 43. Sometimes I want you to answer, I’m glad you don’t 43. Sometimes I just want to say fuck it all and call, I’m glad that I don’t 44. You stopped writing when we first met, in some way, the girl that waits by the shore has left a million pens near my desk and to this day– I wait by the shore too, just in case inspiration hits, right? 45. Our little codes of love finally decoded enough for me to not be blinded by you 46. We were both messed up people, I think we knew that about each other and maybe that’s why I always know when you’re not feeling okay 47. I still don’t have love figured out, but damn I’ll open every fucking door in my heart even if I have to go down the sewer to find every key 48. Someone says that she’s falling for me, I’m legit afraid to hurt people now– like it’s a real fear, I don’t want to hurt anyone anymore 49. I should’ve given you the stars, but instead I left your heart scattered across the universe 50. It’s been almost two year and I’m still writing about you, but at least it’s less often, right? 51. You’ve always been kinda self-centered, I think you enjoy it when I write about you. Like if I write about you in some way, maybe I’m still yours 52. We were just too damn young to realize how destructive passion, love, romance, stagnation, betrayal and pain is when mixed together 53. Sometimes I go to the places that we used to go just to create new memories without you 54. Sometimes it works 55. Most of the time, it just flicks me off 56. My brain is constantly telling me that I’m a fuck up and the more I try to get it right, the more I keep getting it wrong 57. I am trying to master the art of letting go 58. And this list is a step towards better things 59. And this life is going to be alright 60. Without you, I am still me 61. Without you, I can still breathe 62. Without you, I am still alive 63. Without you, I am still poetry 64. I can barely remember your face, I guess being around a lot of different people at work helps out plenty 65. This world is filled with pain, I hope you look back and smile about us some day 66. Maybe when you’re old and grey– you’ll remember those two young kids who slow danced in the dark 67. If we were made from the same star, I want to return home some day 68. I want to shine bright enough for the two of us 69. You’re still my best friend even if we no longer talk 70. You’ll always be my best friend 71. I still care about you 72. A whole fucking lot 73. The world is full of mysteries, I’m glad that we’re in the known, I’m glad that we’ve met 74. I hope you never regret me, you wanna know why? I could never, ever, ever, ever regret you 75. I don’t know how to open up to people anymore and I’m not sure if it’s my fault or yours– maybe this one time, it’s our fault… are you like this too? 76. I’ve been told that I’m too hard on myself, I firmly believe that one of the reason as to why we split was because I wasn’t hard enough on myself– I got too fucking comfortable with your promises and I took you for granted 77. Life waits for no one 78. I let an ex of mine break my red and black ring– she said that if I was over you, I’d let her break. I let her break it, but jokes on me, it didn’t change a thing about how I still feel about you 79. I keep writing and writing and writing because one of these days– it’ll stop being about you 80. Sometimes it works, but deep down, I know in some way, you’ll always find a way to sneak back out 81. I can’t get you out of my head sometimes 82. It’s even harder because you’re still inside of my heart 83. I saw this cool picture on Tumblr with someone cutting a piece of herself off that resembled two lovers splitting up, that shit looked like it hurt 84. Love hurts because even eating cotton candy ice cream really fast will give you a brain freeze 85. You didn’t like my rat tail idea, I grew one out just to fuck with you. Jokes on me, I love it now. 86. You never really supported the idea of me being anything, tbh, it’s not your fault. None of it is. I should’ve been my own motivation. I guess by supporting you through nursing school, I wanted to hear you say that I could do it even when I was at my lowest point. 87. I realized a few thing about loving you. 88. When you hit rock bottom, few will be loyal enough to stick it out with you 89. Money rules the world, since I’m not wealthy in any way– one day when I am, I can laugh a little about all of this 90. I think you loved our memories more than you loved me, in truth, I did too 91. Maybe that’s why it’s hard to get close to people 92. Maybe that’s why it’s hard to let you go 93. Maybe that’s why you still read 94. We had something raw and experimental, young and dumb, mistakes on top of mistakes 95. It was a perfect compass to point us to our future selves 96. I know a great many things now– although I am depressed, with or without you 97. I am great, I am strong 98. I am my own happy before anyone else’s 99. I can love myself enough to let you go 100. I had to hurt you to really, really grow– I think to this day, that’s the thing that hurts me the most. That I had to hurt my best friend in this whole wide world, to make you crumble, to make you cry, to make you hate me– I had to do all of that in order to love myself. And it’s sad because here I am, still trying to figure it all out. With or without you, I will be a better person.

100 things I figured out when we broke up

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