Fic: BigBang 2011 - The Works Of His Hands Are Faithful And Just (4/7+Epilogue)
He will be with them in trouble,
_1st March_ (32 weeks)
January and February seemed to have passed by in a blur and suddenly it was the morning of Jensen’s twenty-fourth birthday. He was thirty-two weeks along and had gained a grand total of twenty-three pounds that were concentrated in his belly, which was sticking out proudly from his otherwise rather lean frame. At all his appointments, Steve had been able to confirm that everything was fine. He was gaining the right amount of weight, his blood pressure and all his lab values were perfect, and he was feeling surprisingly well for someone who was only seven or eight weeks from his due date.
The only problem was that Jared was behaving weirder around him once again and this time Jensen really didn’t have the first clue why.
All through his first trimester they had been abstinent and while Jensen had still been dealing with nausea and morning sickness he hadn’t really minded. Then when Jensen had successfully taken the twenty weeks hurdle, which had meant so much to Jared, and nothing bad had happened, they had begun to revive their love life slowly. On more than one occasion Jared had shown him how much he still turned him on. Jensen had been a little self-conscious about the changes his body was going through but he had drawn a lot of assurance and confidence from the way Jared always caressed his ever growing belly on every chance he got.
The only thing that Jensen had found a bit disappointing was the fact that Jared always found a more or less subtle way to work around actual penetrative sex, initiating blow jobs and hand jobs every time they were intimate. Nonetheless, Jensen had held back and not called Jared on it because he didn’t want to make his lover get all nervous and worried as he had been at the beginning of the pregnancy.
They had just finished having breakfast in bed and Jared had even made pancakes for the special occasion, which was a real surprise. A few weeks ago Jensen had been craving a cheeseburger and that had led to a very long and exhausting discussion because Jared was so concerned that fast food would be bad for Jensen and their baby that he didn’t want to let him have a burger. In the end, Chris had taken Jared aside and explained to him that Jensen was in fact allowed to eat a burger every once in a while or “hell even once a week because that guy might be pregnant but sure has better cholesterol levels than I do” as their friend had put it.
“So, what do you want to do today, Babe?” Jared pulled Jensen against his chest, curling his arms protectively around his waist to stroke his bare, bulged out belly affectionately.
Jensen hummed appreciatively and felt a tingling low in his groin as Jared’s fingers brushed over his popped out belly-button. “I thought we could celebrate the day in private… like we did on your birthday.” He felt Jared’s heartbeat speed up, beating a strong and steady staccato against his back.
Before Jensen could get his hopes up, Jared was objecting. “You know that we can’t do that.”
“Why not?” Jensen turned around inside the protective circle of Jared’s arms to gaze into his eyes.
“You’re not supposed to do anything too strenuous. Babe, you know that.” It was written all over Jared’s face that he wanted Jensen but was holding back out of genuine worry for his health.
The pregnant man shook his head and snorted. “I’m asking you to make love to me, Jared. Why would that be too strenuous?”
Jared seemed to be contemplating the question for a few moments before replying. “I don’t want to hurt you and if we get carried away I could… I don’t know… crush you beneath me and hurt the baby.”
“I’m sure there’s a way to work around that, if that’s what you’re worried about, Jay,” Jensen said and changed position so that he ended up straddling Jared’s thighs. “See? This way my belly won’t get in the way and you don’t have to be concerned about squashing him.” He fondly patted his belly as he mentioned their son and saw a flicker of hope gleaming in Jared’s eyes.
“Yeah, but you know that we don’t have condoms…” he continued to argue even though he was clearly out of arguments.
Jensen’s chuckled at his lover’s objection. “In case you haven’t noticed…” he stuck out his sizeable belly, gently bumping it against Jared’s flat abs. “…I’m already pregnant, so I guess we won’t have to worry about contraception.”
“But the books said that sex… well, unprotected sex… could induce labor because there’s some kind of chemical that…” Jared clarified what he had meant but Jensen held a finger to his lips to silence him.
“I really miss being with you Jared and before you say anything… I’ve enjoyed everything we’ve been doing in the last few weeks but I really miss having sex. I want to be as close to you as possible and a blowjob is not an alternative.” Jensen wasn’t beyond pleading. He could feel Jared’s arousal underneath him since he had sat down in his lap and that only made him more aroused than he had already been when they had started the discussion. “I can go to the drug store and get some condoms if you want me to but please don’t turn me down, Jay.”
Jared just couldn’t stand to see the pleading look on his lover’s face, knowing that he could take it away if he just stopped worrying and made love to him. He couldn’t deny that he had been missing something in their love life for quite a while but he had been too afraid that he could somehow hurt Jensen to act on his urges. His mind was reeling as he tried to find a solution to his problem that would still satisfy Jensen’s wish.
“Okay, babe, I got you,” he said soothingly. “I think I know how to make this work. We never really talked about this before because I know you’re afraid I might break or something, but Jensen, I swear I’ll be fine. We can try changing positions.”
The confused frown on Jensen face deepened at the last sentence and he started shaking his head but Jared just continued to explain before he could say anything.
“When we started our relationship we decided to take things slow and that was a good choice then, but things are different now, Jensen, and I really want to know what it’ll feel like if you… if you topped.”
Still shaking his head stubbornly, Jensen objected. “No, Jay. I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“Jen, I love you. Yeah, I had a difficult past and I have baggage or issues or however you want to call it, but this is a new start for me. When we started our relationship, I started a new life and I want to try everything with you. Yeah, I had some really bad experiences while I lived on the streets and sold myself, but I’m not stupid, and I can distinguish that from making love to you, Jensen. I know you would never hurt me. I trust you more than anyone else, Jensen, because I love you and that’s why I want to know what it feels like to be loved by you in any way possible.”
Jensen’s eyes were glistening with wetness and he choked back a sob, when he tried to reply something.
“I didn’t want to make you cry, Babe,” Jared said softly, cupping Jensen’s face between his palms and wiping his thumbs under the sensitive skin below his eyes.
“I know” Jensen answered in a trembling voice, nodding because he couldn’t trust his voice to say more.
“I want to give this to you today like you gave yourself to me on my birthday,” Jared explained soothingly. “I was worried about hurting you and I was concerned how you would react but it was wonderful and we got him out of it, too.” He smiled fondly and slid his hands down Jensen’s shoulders and chest to cradle his swollen belly between them.
“Yeah…” Jensen agreed in a firmer voice and smiled back.
Jared felt like his heart would burst out of his chest and instinctively leaned forward to capture Jensen’s plump, soft lips in a long and intense kiss, letting his hands roam over his lover’s sensually rounded body. Every time his fingertips contacted with Jensen’s protruding belly-button Jared heard him hum into their kiss, so he decided to keep that in mind for later.
With a stealthy move, he turned them around so Jensen was lying on his back, slightly propped up by their pillows. “You have no idea how long I’ve been meaning to do this,” he whispered in a low voice and started trailing kisses down Jensen’s neck, gently nipping at the sensitive skin every couple of inches just to soothe the reddened spots with his tongue a second later.
Jensen was holding onto his shoulders and trying to pull him up for more kisses but the Jared continued to move downwards, taking his time as he reached Jensen’s chest. He had read that, while most pregnant men lactated, only some were actually able to produce enough breast milk to really keep their babies nurtured for the first few months. As puffy and tender as Jensen’s nipples looked Jared guessed that he would be one of the lucky men that could actually breastfeed.
Eager to test if Jensen’s beautiful body was in fact getting ready to produce milk, Jared cautiously swiped his tongue over one of the pebbled nubs. The sharp intake of breath and following moan that escaped Jensen’s throat was like an invitation to continue, so Jared gently encased the responsive nub with his lips and pulled it into his mouth. He tentatively tried to suckle on it and Jensen jerked upwards with a low, lustful moan.
“I love to hear you moan like that,” Jared admitted in a possessive tone, almost a growl.
His eyes were glazed over with lust but his actions were as gentle and loving as ever as he went back to lap and suckle on Jensen’s left nipple. Suddenly, he felt something sweet and wet on his tongue and the realization that Jensen indeed was already lactating only increased Jared’s arousal.
By the time he finished giving Jensen’s right nipple some attention as well, Jared was already unconsciously rutting against Jensen’s hip, while tracing random pattern on the soft, warm skin of his beautifully rounded belly.
“Jay… Not going to… to last much longer… if you… you keep doing that,” Jensen got out between appreciative moans as he dug his fingernails into Jared’s back.
Jared let go of the over-stimulated nipple and grinned triumphantly. “Then we should get rid of these.”
He gave Jensen’s belly one final pat and hooked his fingers into the stretchy waistband of his lover’s boxer shorts. As he slowly tugged the offending piece of clothing down Jensen’s hips he took in every inch of beautiful, pale skin that was exposed. They had used moisturizing lotion generously since finding out about the pregnancy and it had clearly paid off because Jensen’s skin was smooth, soft and completely free of stretch marks.
Jared licked his lips in anticipation when he freed Jensen’s hard and already leaking member and he had to restrain himself from touching it.
“Jay, please…” Jensen begged and spread his legs lustfully.
Feeling his own arousal painfully trapped inside his own boxer shorts, Jared quickly wiggled out of them and leaned in for another heated kiss as he reached for the nightstand drawer to get the lube.
“Just give me a second to prep myself,” he asked, fondling Jensen’s heavy balls playfully before uncapping the lube.
“Can I?” Jensen pleaded, holding out his hand for the bottle which Jared handed over without argument. “Tell me if I do it wrong.”
Jared smiled encouragingly and shifted upwards on their bed, leaning forward to brace himself against the headboard as he spread his thighs, giving Jensen easy access to his opening.
“Just take it slow because it’s been a while…” he trailed off noticing that it had been over a year since anyone had touched him in that spot. He really didn’t want to dwell in those memories so he gazed down at Jensen’s handsome face and relaxed to let him in.
After everything they had been through, Jensen felt almost embarrassed for being so nervous but he just couldn’t help it. Focusing on Jared’s eyes to stay grounded, he poured some of the lube onto his fingers and started circling his lover’s entrance tentatively.
“Feeling good…” Jared moaned to let Jensen know he was on the right track. He shuddered with arousal as Jensen lightly scratched his blunt fingernails over the sensitive puckered skin and the next moment he felt a fingertip dipping into him. “Yeah… Keep going, Babe.”
Jared’s response to his ministrations assured Jensen and he got bolder, pushing his index finger into Jared’s tight channel past the second knuckle just to slowly pull it out and push it back in again.
“Another one,” Jared urged after a few moments and groaned needily when Jensen obliged and pushed a second finger past his rim, stretching him wider. He cried out with pleasure when Jensen hit his prostate and then started scissoring his fingers and massaging Jared’s sweet spot alternatively.
Jensen was having trouble to keep up a rhythm as Jared’s moaning became more urgent, every sound going straight to his groin where his erection was already pressing against the lower curve of his distended belly.
“I’m ready!” Jared announced only seconds after Jensen had slipped a third digit into him. He swiftly lifted his hips and felt surprisingly empty as the prodding fingers slipped out of him. Shifting further down on the mattress, he bent down to share another quick kiss with Jensen before lowering his hips over the other man’s groin. He mouthed ‘love you’ as he got hold of Jensen’s erection, which was already slicked up with lube and slowly impaled himself on the rigid flesh.
Both men tensed as the head of Jensen’s cock breached Jared’s entrance. Gently, they both leaned in for another soothing kiss before Jared lowered himself further down until he was sitting on Jensen’s thighs.
“You feel incredible, Babe,” Jared praised, caressing Jensen’s swollen belly and lightly rubbing over his belly-button to make him moan.
Jensen sucked in a sharp breath and his eyes rolled back at the overwhelming mix of sensations.
“That’s my line,” he whispered, making Jared chuckle. “Can you move?”
He didn’t want to rush his lover but the way Jared’s scorching walls were enveloping him increased his need for more friction tenfold.
“I’d love to,” Jared replied eagerly and began to carefully bounce up and down, always mindful not to put too much pressure on Jensen’s belly.
After a couple of minutes it was clear that none of them was going to last much longer and Jared’s bouncing rhythm became erratic as their breathing sped up and their moans became more urgent. Jensen was clawing at Jared’s hips and arching his back while Jared’s erection rubbed against his lower belly, providing additional stimulation to the younger man.
Then Jared changed his angle and felt Jensen’s erection hitting his prostate dead on. He threw his head back in pleasure and cried out his lover’s name as he went over the edge, spurting his release over Jensen’s swollen belly, and clenching his inner walls around Jensen’s member erratically to drag him over the abyss as well. He barely managed to stay upright and had to brace himself against the headboard to avoid collapsing onto Jensen.
“Jay? Jay… you alright?” Jensen panted, still coming down from his climax but needing to see if the man he loved was okay.
Jared heavily lifted himself off Jensen’s lap, hissing as the other man’s now flaccid member slipped out of him.
“Yeah, Babe. Better than just alright,” he replied hoarsely. He felt light-headed with happiness and gracefully rolled off Jensen’s lap to lie down beside him and snuggle against his side, one hand resting on the sensual bump that would continue protecting their baby until he would be ready to be born. “It was incredible,” he added, feeling his throat constrict as he realized how much that moment meant to him.
“Jared? Please, don’t cry, Love,” Jensen begged, a sense of déjà-vu overcoming him when he saw the tears glistening in Jared beautiful eyes. He felt thrown back to their first time seven months ago.
“Thank you, Jensen,” the younger man whispered shakily. “Now I know what this is supposed to feel like.”
The emotion behind those words made Jensen’s heart clench and he awkwardly slipped his arms around Jared to pull him into a tight embrace. “Thank you… for everything, Love.”
Chapter 5