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Father-to-be - smut

"I'm horny." Freddie flopped down on the sofa next to his husband. Jim, who had been peacefully watching the television and now had an armful of pregnant Freddie, was quite taken aback at the whole situation. Freddie straddled Jim's lap, and kissed his nose. "Can you help me?" He pouted.

Freddie knew how to turn Jim on perfectly. He just had to play weak. Jim loved being in control, and Freddie was more than willing to submit himself to his partner. He felt something hard against his thigh, and he giggled. Freddie wiggled his hips a bit, and Jim gripped his waist, almost bruising it.

"God....go upstairs and strip yourself. I want to see you on the bed, legs spread when I get up there." Jim instructed. Freddie nodded enthusiastically and hurried upstairs. Jim laughed at his eagerness. Damn pregnancy hormones. Oh well, at least the constant crying has stopped. I'll take this over that.

Jim gave Freddie a minute before going upstairs. He found Freddie, naked on the bed, two fingers stuck snugly inside himself. "Ahh..oh~ Jim... Fuckkkk...." Freddie bucked his hips. His head was thrown back on the pillows and he whimpered brokenly.

Jim pinched one of Freddie's nipples to announce his presence and bring Freddie out of his daze. Indeed, the Persian gasped and stopped scissoring himself. He looked at Jim submissively. Jim kissed Freddie hungrily, and the Persian moaned into it, hand coming up to caress Jim's cheek.

"Good boy. You've got yourself nice and lose for me." Jim slid a finger into Freddie, pushing down on the skin. Freddie's breath got stuck in his throat as his slick escaped him, coating Jim's finger. Jim gave Freddie another peck and took his finger out, wiping it clean with a towel. He took his shirt off agonisingly slowly, purposely teasing Freddie.

Freddie groaned, hopping up and down in irritation. Jim just laughed. Freddie grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him close, proceeding to rip off the shirt, making buttons fly everywhere. Jim didn't mind, to be honest he didn't like that top anyway, his mother bought it for him and if he told the utter truth, she had the fashion sense of a platypus.

Jim found the lube in the drawer and got a condom too because he wanted to be extra careful considering Freddie's condition. He came back over to Freddie and kissed him, Freddie moaning into the kiss and wrapping his slender arms around Jim's neck. Jim slid the condom on and lubed himself up, seeing as Freddie was already slicked up, and, checking with Freddie for permission, slid himself in.

Freddie gave a satisfied sigh and let himself relax as he adjusted. Jim made hickeys on Freddie's neck, and the latter hummed and giggled at it, kissing Jim's head. "Ready my love?" Jim inquired, nibbling at Freddie's earlobe. Freddie nodded, tilting his head to give Jim more access to his ear and neck.

Jim began to move, deep and slow. Freddie hummed and let his head rest against the pillows. Jim began to pick up speed soon, and with that Freddie got louder and louder. They've definitely disturbed the neighbours, but did Jim really care? No.

"Oh baby...you're beautiful..." Jim grunted, going at an animalistic pace. Freddie, whimpering, too overwhelmed to make any words, grabbed at Jim and whined,

"Come for me my Angel." Jim encouraged. Freddie's eyes went to the back of his head, and his hips stuttered as he spilled over his stomach. The clench caused Jim to empty himself into Freddie, and they lay there, panting for breath.

"Fuck." Freddie said once they'd recovered. Jim just laughed, bringing his baby into his arms.