#pregnant hiccup

[howtodrawyourdragon]

This was meant to be mostly pose practice with a Modern AU Hiccup, but suddenly he had shorter hair and was pregnant. Liked the sketches too much not to color them in.

The Night of The Fury shirt is merch for a creature movie canon to this pic. Hiccup still has Toothless in his life. :)

-XOXOX-

Do not repost or misuse.

[tenebrius-excellium]

Viggo, stammering: But wh-what happened to Maces and Talons?

Hiccup, innocently bottle-feeding Zephyr: Yeah, what did happen to Maces and Talons?

Bro moved into a whole different season of his life and his arch-enemy did NOT get the memo lol

[snapmite1998]

Whispers of New Beginnings

In the gentle glow of a noontime sun, the world around Rapunzel seemed to dance in hues of gold, framing her delicate silhouette against the backdrop of the enchanting forests of Berk. With her trusted companion, Pascal, nestled securely in her hands, she felt as if the very essence of joy had coiled itself around her heart. Life here had been a beautiful tapestry, woven with threads of love and adventure shared alongside Hiccup and Astrid, two souls who had captivated her spirit with their fiery passion and unwavering loyalty.

Caught in a blissful reverie, Rapunzel gazed out at the rolling green hills and the towering cliffs that cradled the forest, her thoughts spiraling with sweet anticipation. The news she held within her seemed too precious for mere words, yet it threatened to burst forth like a sparkling waterfall cascading over a rocky cliff.

Pregnant.

The word echoed through her mind, vibrant and alive. A little bundle of joy was blossoming within her, a testament to the ineffable connection she shared with her two lovebirds. Her heart swelled, as if it were a balloon drifting upwards into the infinite sky, carrying dreams and hopes on its back.

Just then, the familiar figures of Hiccup and Astrid emerged, their laughter intermingling with the crisp evening air. Hiccup, with his tousled hair gleaming like sunlit wheat, and Astrid, vibrant and fierce, walked hand in hand. Their presence radiated warmth, and Rapunzel felt an electrifying surge of love pulse through her as they approached. The moment felt sacred, woven with joy and shimmering with unspoken words—until, at last, the dam within her heart burst open.

"There you are," Astrid smiled at Rapunzel, "we were looking for you."

Hiccup placed his hands on his hips and smiled softly at his second wife. "We thought you would be home resting, especially since you weren't feeling well. Are you alright?" He inquired, concern gleaming in his eyes.

"I'm more than alright, Hiccup. In fact, I have fantastic news." After a moment's pause, she continued, “I’m pregnant. We’re going to have a baby!” The words unfurled like petals blooming under a radiant sun, releasing sweetness into the air. Their reactions were instantaneous, the joy in their eyes igniting a fire that consumed the space between them. Hiccup's face lit up like a beacon, his mouth falling open in astonished delight, while Astrid’s smile graced her face, fierce yet tender, akin to the bright blue sky overhead.

“Oh, Rapunzel!” Hiccup exclaimed, stepping forward and enveloping her in a warm embrace, as if he wished to shield her and their little miracle from the rest of the world. He held her against him, his heart racing with excitement, the prospect of fatherhood propelling him into the clouds where dreams soared high and free. “This is amazing! Just when I thought I couldn’t be happier!”

And then, with the brilliance of shared love igniting within her, Astrid stepped closer, her eyes glistening with tears that sparkled like stars caught beneath the vivid sky. “I have something to tell you both too,” she said, her tone bursting with exhilaration. “I’m pregnant too!” The implication of their three hearts thrumming in unison sent a wave of enveloping warmth surging through Rapunzel, knitting together their love stories into a beautiful new beginning.

The trio broke into joyous laughter, a symphony of bliss that echoed around the hills, capturing the essence of the moment. Each of them, ensconced in a cocoon of love, knew wonderfully that they had embarked on a journey that would forever change their lives. Hiccup, with his arms wrapped around both of them, felt as though he was floating above the very clouds themselves, his heart swelling with dreams for their future, a future now infinitely brighter and more intricate than he could ever have imagined.

As the revelation of pregnancy settled into their minds, the three of them stood beneath the cloudless sky and sun rays beaming down on them, united in laughter, dreams, and the serene silence that follows joyous news. In this perfect moment, wrapped in love and hope, they knew that they would face whatever came their way together, hand in hand and heart to heart, carving out a life filled with magic for their little one yet to arrive.

In the embrace of that blissful moment, time seemed to stand still, as if the world around them faded into a gentle haze. The sun had dipped below the horizon, leaving only the soft glow of twilight to illuminate the expression of unfiltered joy painted upon their faces. Caught in the cocoon of their deep connection, Hiccup felt a wave of happiness wash over him, overwhelming in its magnitude. He cherished every bit of warmth radiating from Rapunzel and Astrid, the two women who held his heart with an immeasurable tenderness.

With a heart brimming with love, he leaned in, kissing each of them softly on the lips. The tenderness of their connection filled the air, electric and sweet, a physical manifestation of the love that vibrated between them. Each kiss was like a pledge—a vow to stand by each other in all the chapters yet to come. As their lips met, it felt as though the stars above twinkled in approval, dancing in harmony with the melody of their hearts.

As Hiccup pulled back, breathless, he took a moment to admire the beautiful sight of Rapunzel, with her golden hair cascading like sunlight, and Astrid, fierce and radiant, her eyes alight with excitement. Unable to contain the affection swelling within him, he murmured softly, “I love you both so much.” The sincerity of his words hung in the air, rich and lush, grounding them in the reality of their profound bond.

To his heart's delight, they nodded in unison, as if the very cadence of his words resonated deeply within them. With laughter dancing on their lips, they leaned into Hiccup once more, taking his hands, their fingers interlacing with eagerness and affection. They gently guided his hands to rest upon their flat bellies, the movement imbued with a sense of sacred connection that felt both intimate and transcendent.

Rapunzel’s voice shimmered like the stars above, “We’re so excited for this new journey, Hiccup. Our family is growing.” There was a lingering tenderness in her gaze, a promise of the beautiful moments that lay ahead, filled with laughter, stories, and dreams woven together.

Astrid, ever strong and fierce, chimed in, her voice filled with a warmth that could melt even the coldest of nights, “You’ll be the best father, Hiccup. I know it. We’re in this together.”

As they stood there—bound by love, hope, and the bright future burgeoning within them—Hiccup could feel the warmth emanating from their bellies, as if their dreams were blooming in the very heart of their beings. A sensation of pure elation coursed through him, igniting his spirit and soaring through the depths of his soul, where possibility danced like the flickering light of a candle in the dark.

In that moment, there was an unspoken understanding that floated between them, an acknowledgment of the unbreakable bond they had cultivated. Their laughter mingled with the gentle breeze, enveloping them in a cocoon of serenity and bliss. They held that moment—an ethereal blend of love and hope—savoring the tender shadows as they flickered against the backdrop of their shared dreams.

Together, they closed their eyes, lost in a world where only they existed, wrapped in the magic of their love and the anticipation of the exhilarating adventure that lay ahead. They felt set adrift in a sea of possibilities, each heartbeat a reminder of the joy their new family would ultimately bring, thus creating a beautiful symphony that would echo in the annals of their lives forevermore.

[fratercrucis]

what about season 7 sam being pregnant and then the baby is stillborn, then what

[astridhoff03]

Pregnancy Trouble - Part 2

Her two children stood frozen in the doorway, their eyes darting around the room in alarm. “Mom, where is Dad? What’s going on?” Astrid sighed heavily and waved her children over. Zephyr took her little brother by the hand and walked with him towards their mother. A gentle smile crossed Astrid's face as she looked into her daughter's sapphire blue eyes, identical to hers but with concern reflected in them. Nuffink, her little Nuffink, hugged his sister close as he looked at his mother. “Come here,” she said, patting the blank page. Her children hopped onto the mattress next to her and each snuggled up on one side of her. She stroked both of their heads and watched reverently as they stroked her stomach with their small hands. For a moment she forgot that she was in pain, but that moment didn't last long as an unspeakably razor-sharp pain shot through her abdomen again. She gritted her teeth to suppress another pained moan. Her children weren't allowed to see how much she was suffering; she definitely didn't want to drag them along with her. Both of them were so sensitive and too small to understand what was happening to her. She didn't want to scare them. "Everything is good. Your father just went quickly to get your grandmother because I need her help for a moment.” Zephyr and Nuffink nodded. “Is there anything we can do to help you, Mom?” Zephyr asked. Astrid smiled and stroked her daughter's soft cheek. "You two, my darling, can only help me by staying here with me and just cuddling with me for a bit until your father comes back." The two nodded and cuddled even closer. Then she suddenly heard Nuffink's sniffling. "What's wrong, baby?" He rubbed his green eyes, which were sparkling with small tears. “Mommy, I’m scared for you.” She kissed his temple lovingly. “You don’t have to worry about me, Finky. I am a warrior and besides, your father is by my side and he is the bravest and most selfless man I know, he will take care of me. Everything will be okay again.” I hope, she thought. I really hope so. “Was dad always so brave?” Zephyr asked curiously. “Yes he was,” she said reverently. “When I'm fit again, I'll tell you some stories about his heroic deeds, I promise.” Zephyr and Nuffink smiled enthusiastically. With every minute that passed, Astrid felt her pain steadily increasing. Hopefully the baby was okay? She could never forgive herself if something happened to her unborn child in her womb. Astrid didn't know how much longer she could hide her grief. Hopefully Hiccup comes back soon. Then...all of a sudden she heard the front door slam open with a loud crash. Hurried footsteps sounded on the stairs and just a few moments later Hiccup appeared in the doorway with Astrid's parents. "Zephyr? Nuffink? Why are you still awake?" she heard Hiccup's voice hurrying towards her. But before either of the two children could reply, Astrid intervened. "Hiccup, darling, they were just supporting me while you were away." She gently took one of his shaking hands and squeezed it tightly. He sighed heavily, his hand slowly stopping shaking as he took the tired Nuffink in his arms and held out his hand to his daughter. "Good. Then I'll put you two night owls back to bed. “Thank you for being there for your mother while I was away,” Astrid heard him whisper. Then her father suddenly came to the edge of the bed and put a hand on his son-in-law's shoulder. “Just leave it, Hiccup. I’ll put them both to bed, you stay with Astrid,” he said gently. Hiccup handed his son to Magnus and stroked his hair lovingly as always. "Sleep well, you two." Zephyr and Nuffink gave their parents a quick wave before they went out the door with their grandfather. Hiccup knelt in front of Astrid, placed both of his hands on her stomach and leaned his forehead against hers. “How do you feel?” She moaned in pain. "Not better. On the contrary, it got worse.”

sequel follows….

(Sry for again sequelbate you guys But Tumblr Said at One point that I can’t Continue the whole Prenancy Troubles Story with this Chapter)

[timothyslucy]

if anybody on this goddamn show deserves to have a completely stress free wedding, where not one! single thing!! goes wrong!!!! it's tim and lucy.

[library-of-memories]

Don't mind me, just rolling around like a rotisserie chicken, trying to help the baby in me not have hiccups.

[ceaselessbasher]

Moments today when hiccups have decided to strike:

- Just got to work, still early, still sleepy, cannot deal with this

- Right before the start of the week, full staff meeting where everyone is supposed to speak

- Right when I decided to go to bed, good luck sleeping with random spasms + funny noise every now and then

[dont-eat-the-algae]

Ok here's the main scene where he wins her back over.

It was all he needed to see. Razorfury, bleeding. Anastasia, holding a dagger like scale in one hand as she faced Krogan, who held his axe to the side. They both glared at him as he entered. Just that one image; that face, stricken, used up, hair tied back in a tail, lips curled in a grotesque smirk; he knew. He knew. He leapt at Krogan, forcing him up against the wall. Wood cracked at the blow as the man gasped. Razorfury let out a surprised cry.

“If you ever lay hands on her again,” He snarled, dagger against his throat. “I’ll rip out your entrails and set them aflame. Do you understand me?” He pressed the dagger harder. Krogan gasped, lips curled in a snarl, clawing at his hands. “Do you understand me?!” The man snarled at him, hands grasping at the dagger, teeth bared. Finally, gasping for breath, he answered.

“Y-yes.” He released his grasp, letting the man fall to the floor. Anastasia stood behind them, arms slack beside her. He could feel her gaze on the back of his head.

I do it for you. He thought, not able to look at her. I do it for you.

More under the cut, mostly cause it gets spicy.

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“Did you mean it?” Her voice was so soft. He’d never heard her with such a wavering, tumultuous tone. He looked up from his work on the Dragon Eye, gazing at her. Such a picture of perfect beauty. Even after the hell he’d put her through…she was still a Valkyrie, still a goddess. “I meant every word.” He let his gaze drop. Looking at her tore something in him; something he wasn’t familiar with. He heard her shift. Soft footsteps, barely perceptible. An arm linked itself with his, and he started, looking at her. She looked up at him, the smallest of smiles crossing her lips.

“What changed?” He asked, letting the Dragon Eye fall to the table. “Not sure yet. Only I know you care. Somehow…” She leaned against him. “I don’t deserve you, Anastasia…” He whispered. “No…no you don’t. But you’re the one I want.” She raised her eyes to his. He drank of them. Eyes that had been filled with utmost hate now looked at him with hope. “I hated you. Still do, in some parts. But…” She fell silent. She continued to gaze at him.

“You’re a Valkyrie.” He whispered, turning towards her. She wrapped her arms around him, and he held her close, cupping her chin. “A goddess of righteous fury.” “I could have killed you…” She smiled. “You should have…” “If I had, who would hold me at this moment?” They fell silent as she leaned up to kiss him.

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She’d undressed herself for him. Straddling him, bare to all, he could only look at her eyes. Eyes that spoke of nothing but death, of hatred, of pure and utter disdain only a few days ago. Now they held hope. He could only gaze at her, lips slightly parted. She cocked her head, smiling, hair falling about her shoulders.

“Only a few days ago you wanted to kill me.” He whispered, raising a tentative hand. “Oh, I wanted to do more than that.” She reached forward, clasping gentle hands about his throat. Her carrying his mortality in her hands soothed him. He closed his eyes, feeling the gentle pressure constricting, breath cut short by soft hands. “I wanted to slit throat and feel the blood gush through my fingers.” She leaned in, lips close to his, noses touching. He felt her keenly, arousal and intimacy and terror all clocked into one brutal emotion. “And Viggo...” He opened his eyes; only the one worked, only the one noticed her. Both her own were locked onto his one. “If you ever hurt me again…I will kill you.” He grinned despite himself.

“Please…” He choked. “Hold me to it…”

[howtowhumpyourhiccup]

Price - Chapter 36

Brothers

Summary: Set during RttE, based on the episode "Gold Rush." The entire point was for Hiccup to get Berk's Gold back. Well, he's far from his goal now.

Warnings: Pregnancy, Unhealthy relationships

Rating: Explicit

Dead Dove: Yes

Words: 1 013

Fandom: How to Train Your Dragon

Characters: Hiccup, Astrid, Snotlout, Fishlegs, Stoick, Viggo, Ryker

Whumpee: Hiccup

Whumper: Viggo, Ryker

Pairing: Vigcup, Rycup

Author’s Notes: Chapter 36! We're nearing the end and the sequel still isn't finished!

Enjoy!

[howtodrawyourdragon]

Still feeling the aftermath of all those Pregcup requests I got in my three week vacation, but this is my first time actually drawing him, too. I'm proud of myself for pulling off a couple for once and for doing a decent job at a background + shading.

Anyway, just Hiccup relaxing and using his husband as a pillow to get the weight off, Dagur loving the opportunity.

-XOXOX-

Do not repost or misuse my art in any way.

[thedragon-and-hisboy]

Thoughts...

[screampied]

Imagine riding choso so good that he feels like he's the one who's going to get pregnant

☆ cw. fem! reader, reverse cowgirl, overstim, premature ejac, spanking, milkin’ him, breedīng, mdni.

“h- holy shit..” choso’s eyes widen, leaning back against his fluffed-out pillows. you’re straddling him in reverse, being in the prettiest fuckin’ arch he’d ever seen as you’re playfully wriggling your ass against him. just a few more centimeters and your dripping cunt would’ve been stuffed full of his aching cock. it’s veiny, and multiple veins throb from the lanky sides with pre-cum decorating his ruby tip. “you look so pretty in t.. this view,” he nearly choked on his breath, openly staring at the way your ass continued to still itself to hover over his length.

“tell me when to start, baby,” you softly hum, both hands of yours planting deep in the velveteen sheets. they create a print as your palms sink into the mattress, and your sopping cunt’s so teasing. with a tiny shimmy of your hips, you start to smear your entrance over his tip and you could hear him loudly sucking his teeth.

with a deep, protracted sigh, choso’s hand traces over the outline of your rear - so pretty. he stares at its shape from all angles before feeling his dick twitch the second you arch your back further. “you can start,” he shakily murmurs, and once you gradually start to plop yourself down on his cock he loses it. as his hooded eyelids start to droop, he lets off a soft whine once his cock’s slowly delving inside, pushin’ past the tight ring of your hollow entrance. “o- oh my god, your pussy’s gonna kill me.”

“hng-” you let off a quivering moan, biting the inside of your cheek once it takes him a few seconds to successfully bottom out. choso’s thick, and with the slight add of a prodding curve to his dick, you felt him expand everywhere. in you and through you.

he’s lean ‘n tall, easily fitting inside of your cunt like a puzzle piece.

choso’s got his bare hands glued to your hips the entire time, watching as your ass teasingly presents his pelvis with one big wet flop! choso groans, already feeling his knees starting to get weak at the stability of your greedy hips once you’re starting up a frenetic pace. “mhm, that’s it, baby. jus’ hold my hips.”

“god- you’re so hot,” he lets off a gruff huff, the tips of his ears burning over hundreds of degrees the moment you start to accelerate. your exposed backside was so pretty, especially in this position. choso stared at your jerking body - studying your tensing, flexing muscles and all of their glory. he can’t help but start to feel the inside of his mouth swelling up with salty saliva, and oh- he’s drooling already. “look back at me, princess. w- wanna see you while you ride me good.”

with a playful smile, you twist your torso just a bit to get a short glimpse of choso through your peripherals.

he’s so cute, slouched all the way back against the bed with the neediest pout plastered across his lips. he’s already sweating too - tears of sweat poured down the sides of his forehead and his usual ponytails were more unkempt than usual. “hi baby.” you mirthfully purr, and he grunts once he feels your rhythm starting to quicken. fuck, your hips were a menace.

“h…. hiii.” he hiccups, trying to smile but he only ends up moaning once his tip thrashes its way against your g-spot. right there, right-fuckin’-there, and you let off a small yelp. it’s so tender and choso starts to spasm underneath you. it was something about you riding him in reverse that made him lose his mind. the way you look back at him as you ride him to lewd oblivion, sexily tossing your hips in a circle with that cheeky grin on your sheeny lips—christ..

choso’s rock-hard abs through his white tee tenses against the fleecy fabric of his shirt and he moans. “f- fuck, don’t stop. don’t…fuckin’ stop—yeahhh, yeah like that,” and as your hips relentlessly smack back against him, nearly giving him whiplash, he whimpers. “ah. s- so warm inside, think ‘m hah- gonna make a…mess again, princess. y- your hips, ohmygoddd.”

and he’s just continuing to babble and ramble out all sorts of words with his hands still attached to your waist. he was holding on for dear life, never wanting to let go. choso’s cock dragged through your gummy walls through ‘n through, searching its way through every sloppy orifice and cavity..

you can see how his naturally drowsy eyes were already starting to roll back and his pretty pink tongue’s starting to loll out his mouth. oh- he was definitely drooling, all because of your sweet, sweet pussy. the grip you had was maddening, and each slam of your ass onto his pelvis had him whining out for more. dark thin brows of his crease into a crimped furrow as he’s trying to weakly guide your hips back into him. “mhm, touch me more baby. don’t be.. shy.”

you could feel how hesitant his fingers were, but he couldn’t resist allowing his hands to gently trace and explore down the outlines of your curves. “ughhh, i’m g- gonna,” and he pauses, letting off a husky groan the moment your ass rudely smacks back into him. it’s so impactful that for a second—the half curse was speechless. choso gasps, his eyes widening before he sobs out a crooning whimper. “faster, p…pleaseee. fuck me, r- ride it like it’s your princess. ‘m all yours, a-all yours.”

“s- shit,” you moan, snagging the edges of your teeth with your bottom lip. his dick’s steadily caressing your walls with his fat curve, locating and reaching every spot just to make you whine right with him. each pivotal thrust was killer, and you’re starting to puff out heaving breaths yourself.

choso’s fully laid back now as he watches your ass bounce itself up and down on his length before he starts whimpering again. he sounds so pretty the entire time too—

just babbling out sweet nothings, chanting your name over ‘n over as his swinish hands greedily try to reel your hips back into him. he’s addicted, and your hypnotic rhythm had him hungry for more. choso could almost taste his incoming release—syrupy pollen that’s slowly but surely salivating on his parched flat tongue.

“m..mngh,” he grunts, giving your ass a soft spank. he hears you playfully ‘oooh!’ at the swat of his hand and choso’s cock twitches inside of you. “wanna marry your hips. ‘m gonna…marry y-your hips, baby,” he starts rambling again, moaning at the speed of your rotating ass.

each wet thrust sends him shivers an abrupt rabble of butterflies, and choso’s damn near fully fucked dumb before he starts to whimper aloud yet again. he’s soso sensitive. the wide tip of his reddened shiny tip continues to swirl its way around the bulb of your clit before within seconds later—he finally cums… hard.

“oh, fuuuck—fuck,” he lets out a gargled whine and the carnal squelches of your cunt slamming against his lap get louder. choso erupts like a violent volcano - active ribbons of his handmade lava slowly pumping inside of your deprived cunt. choso’s sharp breaths become raspy as he feels your hips coming to a devastating halt, and he licks his lips. “t- thank you, thank you, thaaank you baby.” and you didn’t even know what he was thanking you for.

choso’s eyes close as he’s still filling slimy thin clods of cum inside of your puffed pussy.

it’s hot - and you then bring a hand toward your left ass cheek, squeezing it while still gradually fucking back against him. you’re reaaaal slow, working your hips on his active cock that’s spilling so much from the tip and the twitching sides. choso grabs onto the back of the wooden creaking headboard, and his abs clench as he watches the mess start to dribble further down between your thighs. a white puddling mess of his seed that’s drooling straight out of your flooded cunt makes him moan. “b- baaaby..” he swallows thickly, his ravened eyes fixated on your pretty plump ass that’s perfectly arched over his lap. “hah- think you just…impregnated me.”

“cho, that’s not possible,” you tease, and he moans once the warmth of your cunt starts to fade the second you get up. right away, a sloppy string of his cum glosses onto your slick entrance as you ‘pop’ his dick from between your sprawled numb legs. you turn around, straddling him from the front now, before kissing the side of his twitching mouth. “i can’t impregnate you, silly.”

“o- oh! right… um,” he breathes, sticky black bangs running down his eyes.

choso grabs your waist, a thumb shamefully swiping down the center of your runny pussy. so . . much. he locks eyes with you for a long four seconds as you’re now grinding your drenched folds against his flaccid cock that rests on his tummy. choso cutely scratches his head, and he lets off a soft whine once you sneak a wet kiss on his rosy lips. “i mean- i can try to impregnate you then.”

with a hum, you nibble on his chin. “mhm, wanna test that theory then, baby?”

choso’s so cunt-drunk that’s he’s just entirely dumbfounded. intently, he’s staring right into your eyes—barely registering a thing you just said before he cups your chin, panting at the shocks of rapture. choso’s still faintly whining under his breath before he smears a thumb over your wet-slick lips, lovingly.

“l- let’s get married,” and you gasp once he gingerly spanks your ass, an inaudible sign for you to ride him again—this time from the front so he could visibly watch your pretty face. “make me a daddy, princess, w.. wanna be all yours. please..”

[kurokawaia]

FILLED 彡 Bakugou Katsuki

| MDNI - 18+ | WARNINGS :: timeskip bakugou, x fem reader, piv, penetrative sex, creampie, major breeding, breeding with the intent to get you pregnant, mating press, missionary, prone bone, over stimulation, pet names 'my love, pretty, baby, love, darling?', mentions of reader being a house wife, reader wanting to be a house wife + more . total wc :: 1.9k+

m.list | mha m.list |

Bakugou is seen as a hot head, paparazzi never fail to ask him if he acts this way with you and his answer will forever and always be, 'no, she's my wife. not you, extra's.' He would never think about hurting you in any way or form possible as long as the two of you are together, and even if you were to see your separate ways, he would never think if hurting you still. 

However, one thing was certain, Bakugou thinks daily about how you would look pregnant, struggling to walk further into the pregnancy, asking for his help constantly. Taking care of you is all he wants to do, it is something he craves deeply, so deeply it's getting annoying. The thought is prying in his mind so much that he gets agitated, to the point where he can't think straight. 

Katsuki is more than amazing towards you, he's cooks bomb food, his aftercare is absolutely beautiful, and he cares for you so much, you're beautiful husband. But this isn't about you, this is about him. Bakugou cums to the thought of you being filled with his seed, your belly swelling with his child. This leads you to stay at home and be his pretty little housewife, catering to his children. He knows you're a hero, a strong one but even you've said, he remembers it clear as day when you uttered the words, 'this hero stuff, I don't think I can do it anymore Kats', I wanna stay at home.'

So, this is where sex leads to again.

Your body folded into a tight mating press under Bakugou's body. And, god, you were sobbing, fat tears falling from your eyes from the pleasure and stimulation. Bakugou's cock was nuzzled perfectly up against your cervix, resting there and he kept all his cum up in your silky walls.

"'Kats'," you mewl out through sobs. "Please, wait, it's too much." Even though you were pleading for him to slow down, you couldn't help but relish in how overstimulated he was making you feel, it felt so good you never wanted it to end. 

It's been three rounds already, in the same position, and your poor body is getting folded into that position. Your back and knees were beginning to ache, but you loved how his dick trusted so perfectly up into your cunt. Bakugou's lowers down to your trembling body, peppering soft and gentle kisses all over your face. 

"You're doing so good for me," he hums agasint your skin, inhaling your naturally sweet scent along with his caramel glycerin sweat. "You can take a little more from me, my love, please?" he begs.

"Feels so full though, Kats'. I don't think I can take another one," you hiccup, but you can, you need it so much, you crave it so badly. 

He presses his lips to yours, his tongue entangling with your own, and you both moan into each other's mouths. You let out a wince when Bakugou helped you lower your legs down from the sides of your head, allowing your legs to wrap tightly around his hips, his thick and still erect length still in your cunt.

Bakugou drags his length out, a breathless sigh emitting from your mouth into his own, relief crossing your features, thinking that the two of you were done. But then, all of a sudden your head was thrown back in overstimulation, and a moan strung from your mouth as his cock slides right back into your cum filled walls.

"Love, please, for me," Bakugou whispers into your ear, breath tickling your skin. "Need to fill you so bad, fill you more."

"Fuck," you breathily sigh, suddenly all your stamina has been revived, you beg, "Please. Promise, I can take it."

"Thank you," he replies, smirking agasint your lips, aching to be closer to you. 

Bakugou slips out of your walls and gently flips your body onto its stomach, and your eyes were wide with surprise, not expecting a sudden change of position once again. You could feel him lift your hips and place a soft and fluffy pillow under your lower abdomen before letting your body rest fully down on it.

You then felt Bakugou's mass press down against your back, and you let out a soft huff at the sudden weight. His abs were flush against your back, hands gripping the backs of your own, pressing them into the bed. He was about to go insane, you looked, no, are so small compared to him and it makes him go feral. Bakugou's breath tickled your ear and you wiggled your head at the warm sensation, your core getting wetter, your body trying to squirm away from the imposing hold that he had on you.

Bakugou's hands moved slowly, changing his grip so that one of his hands held both of you over your head, being cautious not to get your hair entangled within the movement. A content sigh leaves your mouth when Bakugou raises his body ever so slightly, trailing his free hand down the expanse of your smooth back before his fingers meet your slick entrance, filled with his cum from previous rounds.

"I'll make you feel so good," he mutters against your ear before taking a nibble at the collagen, you let out a gasp at the sudden action. Then you felt a heavy, throbbing tip press against your clit and you moaned from the small touch. You tried to squirm away from the pleasurable cause but couldn't as Bakugou knew your body more than you did yourself, he knew you were gonna try to run from his body due to the pleasure. So, he pressed his weight against you once more.

You held your breath when Bakugou sank his throbbing cock into your spongey walls, his length getting squeezed by every ridge within your soaked cunt. A moan left both of your mouths as Bakugou's length nudged the deepest spot within you.

"That's it," Bakugou groans, relishing in the way your walls clench him, how could he not want to cum inside, you feel so good. "There you go, pretty girl. Taking me so damn well."

You sigh in pleasure at the praise, he knew that you loved to be worshipped, you savoured his words, loving how he praised you, taking his length. But he didn't move, he wanted to relish in how you desired to cause friction, desired to move against his touch, but couldn't. Bakugou's cock, prodded so deep in your gummy walls that you whimpered in pleasure, but that didn't stop him from not moving. He was still snug inside.

Hot and heavy kisses trail down from your ear down to the dip of your neck to shoulder and a breathless sigh escaped your parted lips before Bakugou rolled his hips into yours. A moan slips out of your mouth, his thick length scraping all the sensitive parts of your warm insides.

Bakugou's knees spread your legs apart so that any advances from you ensured that they would be shut down, so that you remained situated below him, your pretty body that paled in comparison to his frame. As he expected, you couldn't move from his trapping embrace.

His movements became faster, his cock thrusting into the depths of you needy hole as strained moans and whines left your throat. Bakugou was breathily sighing in your ear and an occasional deep groan slipped past his lips, the sounds which made your cunt flutter tightly around his length.

Bakugou was filling you up to the hilt, his throbbing pink tip hitting that soft, gummy spot in your cunt that caused you to scream out in fulfilment. "I know, my love," He breathed, causing you to let out a moan and sigh, your body shaking with pleasure.

Your body tried to arch away from the pleasure, not being able to take the strong rolls of Bakugo's hips, but as you arched your back away, his thrusts only aimed deeper, harder into your G spot. You sobbed out, tears filling your lash line. 

He smirked, his hips moving now at a faster pace, loving how your cunt squeezed his cock even though you wanted him to slow down, "It's alright, pretty, you can hold out," he coos.

Repetitive moans left your mouth while he pounded into your tight heat. You suddenly had the instinctive urge to press yourself into his length, but you couldn't, his weight was too heavy for you to move against him, and you were utterly hopeless as his thrusts became faster.

"Please, I wanna come," you cry out mewling. 

Your body trembled beneath him, and the hold he had on your hands loosened. Your hips were getting held, then, the strength he possessed lifted you onto your knees before a bicep wrapped around your throat, lifting your head. It wasn't a tight grip, but the power lifted your head from the futon while you shakily rested your weight on your elbows.

Your back arched heavily, finally being able to sink more into him. Bakugou hunched over you, pulling you closer to him and connected your mouth in a sloppy, wet kiss, forcing his tongue inside your mouth, grunting into you while he swallowed your moans. "Good girl, taking me so deep," Bakugou groaned, pulling away from your mouth and pushing this arch into your back deeper.

He watched your ass ripping again his lower abdomen, watching your cunt with vermilion iris'. Observing how your walks sucked him in, leaving a creamy white rind of arousal around the base of his cock.

"Making you feel so good, aren't I?" Bakgou groaned his head tilted forward, sweat beading on his forehead as we watched your fall apart and tremble from his dick, broken moans slipping past your plump lips.

"Gonna fill you up," Bakugou adds. "You're taking me so deep, deserve to have my cum."

"'Wanna come, please," you beg, wanting to feel the release, desperate as the tears stream down your flushed cheeks. "Want it so bad."

You clench around his length as he increases his pace, instantly accommodating to the speed but your moans escalate. "Such a good girl," He leaned down and mumbled in your ear chased with a deep moan that stirred your insides clenching around his length.

"Want it so bad!" you whimper, unable to comprehend any thoughts that swelled into your head.

"C'mon, pretty," he growled and you spasmed around his length as your high washed over you, your legs shaking as his weight pressed down even more than it was. His thrusts didn't slow, causing you to whimper in overstimulation, but Bakugou helped it, his hips continuing to rut into yours, helping you ride out your orgasm as he chased his own.

With a groan, his lips planted against yours once again as his hips slammed into yours, hard, his cum spilling inside you causing you to moan into his kiss. And you felt more of his cum spill into your fertile womb, painting your insides white, you could almost feel your stomach bulging from how much you had of your man inside you.

Bakugou slipped his softening length out, and pulled away from the kiss as you slumped to the futon, his eyes chained to the white splotches of silky come that spilled from your gaping cunt, watching with a slight frown as the cum spilled from your cunt. he pushes his fingers in and you immediately lean forward but that doesn't make his fingers leave, he only pushes them deeper in response.

"Katsuki!" you moan out. "Give me a sec, babe."

"Sorry, pretty," he apologised, placing kisses to your shoulder, his voice a soft grumble. "Let me just keep my fingers here for a while, have to make sure I've done my job right."

Do not copy, steal, modify, etc. Relogs and like are appreciated.

[laceyfaeryy]

MDNI 18+

dbf! simon riley with the biggest breeding kink

cw: age gap (legal), vaginal sex, unprotected add, breeding kink, degradation, use of daddy - i did a lot of dbf! work on my main and thought id bring it back here teehee

simon had no business in being balls deep inside his best friends daughter, his body scarred and tatted contrasting with your feminine room. your pink floral sheets tousled around the bed, half hanging off as your head was shoved in your frilly pillow. the flimsy bed frame barely hanging on with simon’s harsh thrusts, each movement a display to his experience and the amount of years he has in you.

“‘m gonna breed this cute lil cunnie yeah?” simon grunted as he watched the way his fat cock stretched your cunt out, a small bulge forming in your stomach. “makin’ sure your all round and plump with my baby, how does that sound luvie?”

he was here to look after you, to drive you back from college because your dad had a business trip, but here he was. “si it’s too deep,” you whined as tears welled up from the slight burn due to the sheer stretch. “i know luvie, i know, but yer gonna be a good girl yeah? let daddy take care of you.”

guys your age didn’t fuck like him, god they came no where near close.

his tatted hand gently wiped the tears streaming down your cheek as you hiccuped. “jus’ relax yeah? evehrbinf will feel better once i fill yer pretty lil hole up.”

simon had years of experience on you, but the way your warm gummy walls clenched around him made him feel like an amateur.

“milkin’ me dry from the way your pretty little cunt is clenchin’ round me.” a low hiss escaping his mouth as an obscene squelching noise left your cunt. he has never felt pussy this fucking good, so warm and tight - like it was begging to be filled.

his cock chubbed at the thought of you all round and pregnant with his kids. simon never considered settling down, but god, how could he not with his pretty birdie that was also his best friends daughter?

“‘m gonna look after you, gonna give you those messages when yer pregnant and feed you so much damn food.” his hands gently squeezed your sides, god - you would just look so perfect pregnant.

“once i find the perfect ring ‘m gonna give it to you, gonna make sure it’s a fat fucking diamond.” he would spoil you rotten, a wedding ring to display his claim, and how other men would not be able to look after you the way he did.

he kept his word, his cock stuffed inside your small cunt as you fell asleep whilst he scrolled looking for the best ring.

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[astridhoff03]

Pregnancy Troubles - Part 1

A biting pain shot through her abdomen as Astrid was finishing the plates. She bit her lip to keep from making a pained sound. Her hand slid over her large belly; she was now at the beginning of the fifth month. “Astrid, is everything okay with you?” Astrid flinched for a brief moment, but in a matter of seconds found herself in the warm brown-green eyes of her mother Ingrid. “Yes, mother, I’m fine, just a little kick from the baby I think.”Her mother smiled gently and stroked her shoulder as she went back to the table where Valka, Eret, Grobber, Astrid's husband Hiccup, her two children and Astrid's father Magnus were sitting. Eret was just about to tell some of his stories about what it was like to live as a dragon hunter under the control of Drago Bloodfist. Astrid was just about to sit down at the table again when that breakneck pain shot through her abdomen again. She suppressed a gasp and grabbed the kitchen island for support. She caught Hiccup's eye, who seemed to have noticed her hesitation. Concern was reflected in his emerald green eyes again as she sat down next to him. He immediately reached for her hand. "What's wrong?" he whispered. “I…” Astrid was about to start when she was interrupted by Grobber’s loud yawn. “Eret, I think we should then?” His husband nodded and the two of them stood up to leave. Hiccup's mother followed suit. Zephyr and Nuffink, who had just been sitting snuggled up to their grandmother, rushed over to their parents. Hiccup took the tired Nuffink in his arms as they all went to the door to say goodbye and thank you for dinner. However, before Hiccup could walk out the door, he was stopped by his father-in-law, whose eyes were as blue as Astrid's and whose hair was also the same color as hers. He's as tall as Hiccup, but in contrast to his son-in-law, he could be compared to an ox because of his stature. Astrid's mother, on the other hand, was the complete opposite, small and petite with mousey brown hair. “Hiccup, I just wanted to say thank you again. I know I said this on your wedding day, but I couldn't have asked for a better son-in-law to take better care of my daughter." A soft smile danced across Astrid's lips as she watched her father and her husband while holding Zephyr's hand held. Her father had always had a problem with all boys who were interested in Astrid, but he immediately accepted Hiccup - or rather, immediately took him to his heart. "Thanks, Magnus, that means I fell," Hiccup smiled. Magnus patted Hiccup on the shoulder with his strong arms before walking over to Astrid.

There were only a few lights burning in the village as the little family made their way home, accompanied by a warm breeze. "So what did you want to tell me earlier?" Hiccup asked impatiently. Astrid, who had leaned her head on his shoulders, murmured: "I'll tell you when we've put the children to bed." Hiccup nodded and unlocked the front door to their House. After the two had put their children to bed, Hiccup helped his wife force herself into her nightgown. “So, Astrid, tell me,” he urged, his hand running over her bulging stomach. “I had pain in my abdomen,” she confessed to him. His eyes widened in horror and she felt him pull her closer to him. “But I’m okay now, I hope,” she assured him. “Please tell me immediately if you feel the pain again, okay?” he asked. Astrid nodded. "I will," she said, placing a loving kiss on Hiccup's cheek. “Come on now, I want to go to sleep.” A small smile played on his lips as he followed his wife into bed, where they cuddled together and fell asleep. She woke up with a start in the middle of the night, the pain in her abdomen worse than before. It burned like someone was plunging a cold knife into her warm flesh. The hair on her neck stood on, end followed by cold beads of sweat running down her temple. She gasped in agony, blackness filling the edges of her eyes. She had to wake Hiccup up. Immediately. “Hiccup, please wake up!” She barely had to wait a minute before her husband sat up in bed. He lit a candle. He stroked her arm. “Are you in pain again?” She nodded. "Good, I'll get your mother immediately." With these words he sprinted out of the room. Astrid struggled to get herself to the edge of the bed, trying to control her breathing and prevent herself from sinking into the darkness. “It’s all good, my little one, we can do it,” she whispered to her stomach. “We can do it. You can do it.” “Mommy?” Astrid spun around in shock, Zephyr and Nuffink were standing at the door. Hiccup probably accidentally woke them up when he stormed out of the house.

To be contioued….