OTP Mpreg Oneshots

Larry Stylinson

"Louis! C'mon, we're gonna be late!" Harry yelled from downstairs.

"Yeah, I'll be right down." I shouted from the bathroom before closing the door and sitting on the edge of the tub with the positive white stick in my hand. I huffed and looked at the test. "Shit."

"Louis! Are you coming sweetheart?" I heard Harry come strolling up the stairs. A last minute panic sent me soaring to the trashcan as I threw the test away and buried it underneath everything along with the box. The door creaked open at the last second as I stood awkwardly by the sink with a crooked smile on my face.

"Hey Harry." I nervously said as I earned a lovely smirk from my husband.

"What on earth is taking you so long? We're going to miss our lunch date with the rest of the guys." Harry said, stepping forward and holding my hand as I smiled nervously.

"We, uhh, ran out of toilet paper so I had to go get some more. We're all good now. So," I clasped my hands together and smiling. "Should we get going?"

The next thing I knew, we gathered our things and were out of the house and into the car; the thought of the pregnancy weighing heavy on my mind. The longer the car ride went on, the longer the thought went on. I twisted my lip and chewed on my fingernail while staring off into space. Harry set his hand on mine and kissed my knuckles. "Somethin' on your mind sweetheart?" He asked.

I looked at him, humming in response to ask him to repeat the question before realizing what he said and answering him. "I'm fine. I'm totally fine." I said, looking out the window. "Just fine." I repeated.

My husband took my hand as he drove, kissing my knuckles and keeping his eyes on the road. I tried my best to keep my attention on the plans at hand but I couldn't get my mind of the human being that was growing inside of me and how I would tell my husband.

I remembered the night like it was yesterday.

"You're home early." I responded as Harry came through the front door with a couple groceries in each arm and a grin on his face. "I thought I would come home and see my amazing husband. I bought a couple things for us." He dropped the keys on the table next to the front door, setting the bags on the floor in the kitchen before walking out again and wrapping his arms around my neck, kissing, nipping, and licking my ear and neck.

"Oh? And what brought this on?" I asked, moaning at the feeling of Harry's lips upon my skin.

"Thought we could have a little fun tonight. How does that sound?" He asked in a deadly whisper, kissing and sucking between every other word. I closed my eyes and sank into the feeling of Harry loving me so very tenderly.

"Oh God, that sounds amazing." I quickly spun around and latched onto his lips with mine and pulled him down to couch; crawling on top of him and grinding my crotch on his.

"Bedroom?" He feverently asked, out of breath by our sexual roughhousing. I nodded my head, grabbing his hand and bringing him up to our room with his bags in tow.

"Put this on, I'll see you in a bit." Harry kissed me once again, holding out a bag to me then escorting me to the bathroom as he waited in the bedroom. I smirked before practically ripping the bag apart to see its contents. Inside was a navy blue corset and lace panties. I gasped at the beautiful purchase; pulling off my own clothes and slipping into the sexy lingerie that my loving husband got me.

I stepped out of the bathroom, leaning against the doorframe and arching my back to up the sex appeal to my awaiting partner; sitting on the bed as he licked his lips. I smirked.

"You look absolutely ravishing darling." He commented, waving me over with his index finger as I gladly obliged and sauntered over to the bed. I crawled up my husband, wrapping my arms around him as he gently laid me down. "You have no idea what you do to me Louis. You are my one and only, my one true love, my husband." Harry's lips trailed up from my chest to suck on my neck then up my jawline to meet my own lips.

His hands gripped my hips so tight there would be bruises forming soon. Slowly but surely, his fingers worked beneath the elastic band of my panties and slowly but surely were pulled off and dropped by the bed. He sat upright on his knees, pulling off his shirt and unbuckling his belt as he pulled off his trousers and pants; dropping them by the bed as well. Wrapping my legs around his waist, telling him I wanted more, I threw my head back at the feeling of him inside me. Moving and pushing and pulling, grinding and pounding all at once that I could barely hold on as I peaked and yelled out in pleasure; Harry filling me with a final grind as I held onto my husband's shoulders for dear life.

"I love you so much Harry. I love you so very much." I muffled into his chest, holding each other close while we tried to catch our breath.

I breathed a sigh before stepping out of the car and walking hand in hand with my husband into the restaurant where we met up with Liam and Niall with Zayn joining us later in the afternoon. No matter what we were talking about, I couldn't take my mind over how I was going to tell Harry about the baby. I went through every possible outcome in my head from overzealous and excited to angry and demanding a divorce so he would never have to see either of us again. My leg started to thump so hard from anxiety that I was nearly moving the table.

"Louis? Are you sure you're okay?" Harry asked in a hushed tone to me as the rest of the guys talked, or more like argued, over which restaurants had the best chicken.

"I told you Har I'm fine. Really, I am." I said with a fake smile. A smile that I knew Harry could see right through.

A questionable look later and an awkward silence shared between, Harry nodded his head before shrugging his shoulders and saying "alright, if you say so".

Harry took my hand and stroked the back of it lovingly with his thumb. "You know you can tell me anything, right? I am your husband." He whispered. With a chuckle at his joke, I nodded my head and pat his hand with mine. "I know darling. And I love you so much for that." Kissing his nose and biting my lip seductively with a grin.

"I love you too Louis." My husband responded. I closed my eyes and sighed, never getting used to the sound of Harry's voice saying those few little words.

Lunch was over after a couple of hours of talking, laughing, and sharing the multiple memories we made over the years. I took Harry's hand in mine before we got into the car and started for home.

"So, are you going to tell what's going on with you? Or do I have to pry it out of you?" He asked with a chuckle as I returned the favor.

"I think you can wait until we get home." I responded with a smile on my face. Before I knew it Harry pulled the car over, turned the car off, and turned his entire body to face me.

"Alright, what gives? I want to know what is wrong with you." Harry started investigating as I rolled my eyes. Though I gave the illusion of it wasn't such a big deal, I was terrified to tell Harry of the baby.

I took Harry's hand into mine and held it tightly, terrified to tell him. He looked to me with desperate eyes, a look he got when he was genuinely concerned about me.

"Harry, you know I love you." I said, shifting in my seat to be fully facing him. Harry lifted an eyebrow in question before smiling at my words.

"And you know we've talked about having kids before via adoption or maybe even a surrogate." I continued, petting the back of his hand. He bridged his nose and sniffled. "Louis, where are you getting at here?"

"I'm saying that maybe we don't need to adopt or even have a surrogate."

"You don't want kids?"

"No, no of course I do. I'm just..." I sighed in frustration before seizing his hand and forcing it to my stomach.

It took Harry a few minutes to realize what I was doing before his eyes went wide and his mouth flew open. "Are you serious? Are you really serious?" He asked as I nodded my head while wiping away some tears that seemed to fall.

"I'm dead serious." I answered, snaking my hand around the back of his head and pulling him close to me, our foreheads touching and eyes closed.

"And all it took was one night with you in some sexy lingerie." Harry opened his eyes and I hit him across his upper arm with a chuckle shared by both of us.