Warning: Unbeta’d, M-Preg. And, of course, sex between men
A/N: For Red. A sequel to Just Lucky found here. Yes, there will probably have to be a third.
Severus twisted his fingers in the sheets and pushed himself back into Remus. By all rights his hips should hurt, his back should ache and it should be harder to breath then it was. Remus knew exactly what he was doing, not too gentle, not too wild. Oh, yes just there Severus thought as Remus’ cock brushed across his prostate. Severus moaned and tossed his head from side to side as he wished he could raise his hand to encircle his aching cock.
There was no letting up now, once Remus had found his target he wouldn’t be dissuaded. Severus could feel the sweat pooling in the curve of his spine, and his cock engorged even further. He was going to come, untouched all over his low hanging belly. Remus’ hand grasp Severus’ shoulder and drew him tightly backward. Severus’ balls drew up, and he knew he was finished, but Remus was too quick. His hand had unerringly grasped Severus’ cock at the base and squeezed tightly. The first tremors still reverberated in his groin, but he didn’t orgasm.
Severus whined. It was a double-edged sword; he loved and hated being this needy. He mind was now filled with only two things: Remus’ cock and his hand. The cock pressed into him, urging him over the edge while the warm slightly rough finger moved over his cock not quite squeezing tightly enough. It was torture and bliss combined. He felt Remus grow, impossibly larger, and the fingers tightened on his cock.
There was no more waiting. Severus erupted over Remus’ fingers and onto himself, as he felt Remus’ pulsing warmth filling him. Remus slipped an arm around Severus’ ribcage to hold him in place, until he softened and slipped out. As was Remus’ practice now, he lay Severus gently over on his side. Severus lay still panting.
Remus began rubbing Severus’ creamy emission over his distended belly. Severus reached downward.
“No. I am far to dry and itchy already.”
“Sorry, love.” Remus changed his tactic and began lapping at the pearly ropes.
After a minute Severus call a halt to that too. “No more. I am too sensitive.”
Remus stopped and looked up, a smile lit his eyes. “No, you’re ticklish.” He shimmed up to grasp his wand from the bedside table and cast a charm to clean them up. Tossing his wand back where he’d taken it from Remus hopped from the bed into the bathroom.
Severus prepared to sulk. What? No cuddling? He didn’t even have time to start before Remus emerged holding a jar of stretch mark cream. In the next moment Remus’ warm hands spread the silky cream over his large bump. The bump kicked.
“I think we woke him.”
“Don’t be absurd. Her.”
“Severus, we have a fifty-fifty chance.”
“Exactly my point.”
Remus finished with the cream. ‘Bedtime for you I think.”
Severus sighed. It would be nice, but he needed to piss first. He slid out of bed trying to be graceful and failing, but he knew Remus would ogle him all the way to the loo and back anyway. The man was insatiable.
Severus woke a few hours later to find himself lying partially across Remus, with a hard cock pressed between his arse cheeks. He slipped from the bed and back to the bathroom. If Severus were fortunate Remus would wake up when he got back into bed, and they would make use of that werewolf stamina. He was indeed fortunate.
When he returned to bed, Remus pulled them close. Severus wriggled, as best he could, his arse against Remus’ cock.
“If you insist on prodding me with that thing, you might as well put it to good use.”
Remus ran a hand over Severus’ belly down to his hip. “You need your rest.”
Severus tried to stop breathing, hoping to keep the words in, to no avail. “Please, now.”
The words flowed from him in a whisper.
Remus quickly cast a lubrication spell, and arranged Severus’ legs so he could enter him from behind while they lay on their sides.
Merlin, he wanted this. Remus capture his lips in a searing kiss and his none too gentle fingers went to work on Severus’ cock. Their coupling was slow, but not slow enough. Severus lamented his lack of control in this position, but he absolutely could not manage his greedy cock. His senses were filled with too much Remus, and he came hard long before he was ready to leave Remus’ embrace.
Severus was already drifting off to sleep when Remus cleaned them up. His thoughts jumbled. He only had about six weeks left before the baby was born. His hormones would no longer be an excuse for his unappeasable hunger for Remus.