M-Preg Smut
Title: Holding Him
Author: veiledndarkness
Word Count: 800 or so
Rating: R
Summary: A miracle. A sleepless night. So much love.
Warnings: Usual disclaimer. The boys aren't mine. I don't think Bobby would share anyway.
Additional warnings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is an m-preg one-shot. Fair warning!!!!!
For a certain someone, just cause you asked.
*
Jack crept out of the bed slowly, silently making his way to the bathroom, cursing inwardly as he peed. He hurried back to the bed, the cold floor making his feet feel like ice.
He climbed back into the bed, shivering in the cool air. Bobby rolled over in his sleep, one arm automatically wrapping around Jack, pulling him close, against his chest.
Jack sighed softly, warmth radiating off Bobby like a furnace. He rubbed his cold feet against one of Bobby's legs, smiling as he felt the heated skin. He smirked when he heard Bobby's muffled curse.
"Goddamn your feet are cold," he mumbled, pulling the blanket tighter over them.
Jack nodded. "The floor's freezing," he whispered.
"If you just wore socks to bed, you wouldn't be cold," Bobby grumbled.
Jack smiled. This was an argument they'd had many times. "I don't like wearing socks to bed," he said. "It doesn't feel right."
"So you wake me up with fuckin' ice cubes for toes instead," Bobby said sleepily.
"I'm cold," Jack said quietly. "And I can't sleep."
Bobby sat up, blinking groggily in the darkness. He moved slightly, shifting Jack on his back on the bed. "How 'bout I help you back to sleep," he suggested, tired but not wanting to upset Jack.
He pulled the blankets around his shoulders, keeping the warm air around them. He propped himself over Jack's legs and leaned down, kissing him softly. Jack sighed, his arms coming up to stroke Bobby's back.
Bobby moved slowly, kissing a trail down Jack's neck. He kissed the cool skin, his tongue dancing over the sensitive spots. Jack sucked in a startled breath when Bobby's mouth closed on one of his nipples, his teeth nipping gently at the peak.
"Tease," he groaned. Bobby winked at him, his fingers tracing over Jack's stomach.
He trailed his fingers over his stretched skin, his belly swollen and full. He closed his eyes for a moment, opening them a moment later. The pale moonlight that came from the window, spilled into the room, illuminating Jack in the glow.
"Beautiful," he whispered throatily. Jack gasped as he felt the tip of Bobby's tongue move over the middle of his stomach, small flickering movements. He kissed his way down Jack's belly, his hands gently caressing the skin.
Bobby kissed Jack's stomach once more before inching backwards and slowly grasping his cock. Jack moaned softly, fisting his hands in the sheets as Bobby slid his hand up and down gently.
He leaned down again, and swiped his tongue over the head, chuckling at the keening wail from above him. Bobby ran his tongue over the same spot again, before opening his mouth wider and sucking the tip in.
Jack cried out sharply. Bobby braced himself with one hand while he moved his head, sucking more of Jack into his mouth. He reached out blindly for the bottle in their nightstand, smiling to himself at the noises falling from Jack's lips.
He slicked up two fingers, sliding one into Jack carefully. He stretched and moved slowly. Jack gritted his teeth, throwing his head back on the pillow. "Just do it already," he panted.
Bobby smiled. "I will," he said quietly. He nudged Jack's legs open further, and grabbed an extra pillow. He placed it under Jack's hips and pressed forward, shifting Jack's legs for comfort.
Jack hissed softly at the initial burn, the hiss turning into a breathy moan as his muscles relaxed around Bobby. He shivered, tingles of pleasure running down his spine. "B-Bobby," he groaned.
Bobby thrust forward gently, his eyes closing for a moment as he struggled to get his breathing under control. He began to move when Jack urged him on, his movements slow but steady. He watched Jack's face change as he moved, seeing the love in his eyes.
Jack let go of the sheets, his hands resting on Bobby's arms. "L-love you," he gasped.
Bobby shuddered, his toes curling. "God," he groaned. "Love you Jackie, so much."
He smiled then, leaning down and kissing Jack's stomach while he thrusted shallowly, his tongue moving over the skin.
Jack moaned loudly, his muscles tightening. Bobby grasped Jack in his hand and slowly tugged him in time to his thrusts. Jack whimpered. He looked at Bobby's face, at the way he lovingly caressed his stomach, and cried out sharply, coming hard between them.
Bobby's shoulders shook with the strain. He thrust once, twice more before he felt his orgasm hit him, his whole body trembling. He propped his arms up, so as not to land on Jack.
He shifted slightly, his heartbeat roaring in his ears. Jack blinked slowly, drowsily. Bobby pulled out carefully, wincing as the cold air hit him. He grabbed a towel from the floor and wiped Jack clean.
With a yawn, he dropped down beside Jack, pulling him close again, against his chest. Jack snuggled in tight, already half asleep. Bobby pressed a kiss to his cheek.
"I still think you should wear socks," he mumbled. Jack smiled. "Maybe," he sighed.
*
Author: veiledndarkness
Word Count: 800 or so
Rating: R
Summary: A miracle. A sleepless night. So much love.
Warnings: Usual disclaimer. The boys aren't mine. I don't think Bobby would share anyway.
Additional warnings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is an m-preg one-shot. Fair warning!!!!!
For a certain someone, just cause you asked.
*
Jack crept out of the bed slowly, silently making his way to the bathroom, cursing inwardly as he peed. He hurried back to the bed, the cold floor making his feet feel like ice.
He climbed back into the bed, shivering in the cool air. Bobby rolled over in his sleep, one arm automatically wrapping around Jack, pulling him close, against his chest.
Jack sighed softly, warmth radiating off Bobby like a furnace. He rubbed his cold feet against one of Bobby's legs, smiling as he felt the heated skin. He smirked when he heard Bobby's muffled curse.
"Goddamn your feet are cold," he mumbled, pulling the blanket tighter over them.
Jack nodded. "The floor's freezing," he whispered.
"If you just wore socks to bed, you wouldn't be cold," Bobby grumbled.
Jack smiled. This was an argument they'd had many times. "I don't like wearing socks to bed," he said. "It doesn't feel right."
"So you wake me up with fuckin' ice cubes for toes instead," Bobby said sleepily.
"I'm cold," Jack said quietly. "And I can't sleep."
Bobby sat up, blinking groggily in the darkness. He moved slightly, shifting Jack on his back on the bed. "How 'bout I help you back to sleep," he suggested, tired but not wanting to upset Jack.
He pulled the blankets around his shoulders, keeping the warm air around them. He propped himself over Jack's legs and leaned down, kissing him softly. Jack sighed, his arms coming up to stroke Bobby's back.
Bobby moved slowly, kissing a trail down Jack's neck. He kissed the cool skin, his tongue dancing over the sensitive spots. Jack sucked in a startled breath when Bobby's mouth closed on one of his nipples, his teeth nipping gently at the peak.
"Tease," he groaned. Bobby winked at him, his fingers tracing over Jack's stomach.
He trailed his fingers over his stretched skin, his belly swollen and full. He closed his eyes for a moment, opening them a moment later. The pale moonlight that came from the window, spilled into the room, illuminating Jack in the glow.
"Beautiful," he whispered throatily. Jack gasped as he felt the tip of Bobby's tongue move over the middle of his stomach, small flickering movements. He kissed his way down Jack's belly, his hands gently caressing the skin.
Bobby kissed Jack's stomach once more before inching backwards and slowly grasping his cock. Jack moaned softly, fisting his hands in the sheets as Bobby slid his hand up and down gently.
He leaned down again, and swiped his tongue over the head, chuckling at the keening wail from above him. Bobby ran his tongue over the same spot again, before opening his mouth wider and sucking the tip in.
Jack cried out sharply. Bobby braced himself with one hand while he moved his head, sucking more of Jack into his mouth. He reached out blindly for the bottle in their nightstand, smiling to himself at the noises falling from Jack's lips.
He slicked up two fingers, sliding one into Jack carefully. He stretched and moved slowly. Jack gritted his teeth, throwing his head back on the pillow. "Just do it already," he panted.
Bobby smiled. "I will," he said quietly. He nudged Jack's legs open further, and grabbed an extra pillow. He placed it under Jack's hips and pressed forward, shifting Jack's legs for comfort.
Jack hissed softly at the initial burn, the hiss turning into a breathy moan as his muscles relaxed around Bobby. He shivered, tingles of pleasure running down his spine. "B-Bobby," he groaned.
Bobby thrust forward gently, his eyes closing for a moment as he struggled to get his breathing under control. He began to move when Jack urged him on, his movements slow but steady. He watched Jack's face change as he moved, seeing the love in his eyes.
Jack let go of the sheets, his hands resting on Bobby's arms. "L-love you," he gasped.
Bobby shuddered, his toes curling. "God," he groaned. "Love you Jackie, so much."
He smiled then, leaning down and kissing Jack's stomach while he thrusted shallowly, his tongue moving over the skin.
Jack moaned loudly, his muscles tightening. Bobby grasped Jack in his hand and slowly tugged him in time to his thrusts. Jack whimpered. He looked at Bobby's face, at the way he lovingly caressed his stomach, and cried out sharply, coming hard between them.
Bobby's shoulders shook with the strain. He thrust once, twice more before he felt his orgasm hit him, his whole body trembling. He propped his arms up, so as not to land on Jack.
He shifted slightly, his heartbeat roaring in his ears. Jack blinked slowly, drowsily. Bobby pulled out carefully, wincing as the cold air hit him. He grabbed a towel from the floor and wiped Jack clean.
With a yawn, he dropped down beside Jack, pulling him close again, against his chest. Jack snuggled in tight, already half asleep. Bobby pressed a kiss to his cheek.
"I still think you should wear socks," he mumbled. Jack smiled. "Maybe," he sighed.
*