What Happens In Vegas... Well Not Always
Kev/Nick AU MPreg(hopefully)
By
blueboxersBeta'd by
moonsparkletearThe first arch of the story is chapters 1 through 7.
Chapters:
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7 Chapter 2
Kevin is still in the fog of sleep as he feels someone moving against him. The shaking doesn't wake the sleeping stud, because, frankly, he's used to having strangers in his bed. It isn't until a finger starts poking him in the ribs repeatedly, that the dark-haired man starts to stir.
Kevin rolls away from the offending finger, only to feel the fingers follow him and continue to poke at him. "God, what a rude fuck," Kevin thinks as he tries to stay asleep. Changing strategies, the man rolls onto his bed partner and wraps his body around the slender body. The poking finger finally stops, only to be replaced with a hard dick poking him in the leg.
Moaning, Kevin likes this poking better and starts to rub the erection with his leg. "This morning is getting better by the second," the sleepy man thinks as he nuzzles into the soft neck, kissing it and humping against the body below him.
Kevin lifts his head and his green eyes meet the most beautiful blue eyes and he smirks at his conquest. The man can't help but run his hand through the blonde locks and whisper, "Mornin'."
The dark-haired man doesn't even notice the look of confusion and fear in the blonde's face as Kevin rolls out of bed to search for his clothing.
"Did we have sex last night?" the voice squeaks.
Kevin takes a look at the blonde in the bed and finally realizes how young and vulnerable he looks. Kevin asks the boy calmly and gentle, "Have you had sex before?"
"No," the blue-eyed teen replies quietly, trying not to breaking eye contact.
"Does your ass feel hollow, like something is missing?"
The blonde blushes, "Uh... yeah."
"Then we had sex last night," Kevin says in that matter-of-fact way. Waking up with a stranger in his bed doesn't faze the man at all. The green-eyed man breaks eye contact to continue his search for his clothing.
Nick watches as the man lays out the clothing as he finds them. The teen can't believe how normal this seems to the man. He crawls closer to the dark-haired man, watches the man slip on a pair of black boxers and sees something on the man's hand.
"You're married?!" Nick squeaks as he grabs the man's left had and looks closely at the silver ring.
Kevin looks down at their joined hands, "No, you're married."
"Oh shit, this was not here last night. I'm not married..." Panic fills the teen as he stares at the silver ring on his finger.
Kevin grabs a piece of paper off the floor, "Well, neither was I... Until last night."
Nick grabs the paper and quickly scans over it, "Fuck me!"
"Already did," Kevin sits in just his boxers and rubs his short dark hair. "I assume you're Nick Carter... Well," Kevin sighs, "I'm Kevin Richardson, your husband."
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