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"Fuck…my back hurts so bad…"
"Hmm…?" Maddie sleepily murmured, sitting up and looking at her lover as he sat at the edge of the bed. "Dear? Are you alright?"
Youhei flinched. "Y-Yeah! I just…got some tension down here…" He placed a hand on the small of his back.
She got out from under the carpets and kneeled behind him on the bed. "Oh, no…I can rub it for you, if you want!" She rested a head on his shoulder, nuzzling playfully against his neck.
"That'd be fuckin' great…" He let out a sigh of relief.
Maddie rubbed soothing circles into the small of his back, eliciting a smile from her as his moans filled the air. Then she looked down at his stomach, and a wave of possessive love and adoration washed through her.
"Oh, my god." Youhei gasped. And from behind the door, Maddie could hear him drop something.
She knew right away she had gotten what she wanted. All she had to do was make sure he didn't take it away from her.
"What's wrong? Did you throw up blood this time?" She was playing dumb. Something that had become a common act of hers.
"…just come in." He sounded on the verge of tears.
As she did, she saw the positive test on the floor, and she could not longer contain her excitement.
"That's…I-I…" Maddie sniffled, wrapping her arms around his waist. "I'm so happyyy~"
She pictured how cute her partner would look with a baby bump. How cute he'd look all sleep-deprived in a hospital bed being handed their tiny, screaming little son or daughter. She was nearly drooling.
"M-Madds…?"
She snapped her head back to look at him. "Oh, mon Dieu, c'est vraiment arrivé! Maintenant, il ne pourra plus se débarrasser de moi! Et on aura le plus mignon des bébés au monde! Oh, mon amour!"
"…whazzat mean?"
"It means I'm super happy you're having my baby and this calls for a celebration!"
But Youhei wasn't as enthusiastic. "Shit…if only the damn condom didn't break…"
"I'm sorry, honey…" She wasn't. She was the one who poked the hole, after all. "W-Wait, does that mean…you don't want the baby…?"
"N-No! I…I just don't wanna have to give up music, okay?" He sighed, wiping away mascara tainted tears from his cheeks.
"Well, as long as you don't leave me…I'll take care of them!" Maddie gently held onto his hands. "You can stay in Domestic Meat Pig, and I'll take care of the rest! Leave it to me!"
"But I'd feel like shit leaving you all alone…"
"Oh, shush! I love kids! It'd make me so happy to take care of our baby!" She kissed his forehead. "So, do we have a deal?"
Youhei hesitated, but finally nodded. "Okay. Fine. We can make this work."
"Is that any better, my love?" Maddie cooed, hand still gently stroking his back.
Youhei cursed under his breath. "Yess…so f-fuckin' good…"
"I'm glad! I'll do aaanything to make my sweet little papa happy~" She kissed his neck and felt his shudder beneath her touch.
"Don't call me that…"
"Ah…? Why not? Do you not want my baby?"
"Nonono, I do, I promise." He was lying through his teeth. "It's just…really embarrassing."
"Huh? But there's no one around!" Maddie moved her hands to his bump, gently massaging the bottom.
Youhei melted into her. Whenever she got like this, he knew he was like putty in her hands. "Well, yeah, but…I-I dunno! It feels weird!"
"Then is there something else you want the baby to call you?"
"Never thought about it, actually," he admitted. He had also never thought that she would have convinced him to keep the little parasite, but he wasn't about to tack that on. "Daddy feels weird, and that'd evolve into Dad, which is what I call my own paternal piece of shit…and I dunno what else there is, so Papa is fine, I guess."
"Aww, it's such a cute one! It suits you~"
"How about you? You gonna be Mommy or something?"
"I think I'd want to be Maman, actually!"
"That's the French version, right?"
"Yeah!"
"Sound good to me. I'm just glad you're not gonna be Mommy. That…wouldn't sound right." Youhei shuddered.
"I mean, I wouldn't mind being Mommy…to you." Maddie teased.
He sputtered before replying. "Shit, that's smooth."
"Not my fault pregnancy has made me addicted." She rested her hand on his stomach before caressing it all over again. As she stroked, her cock was slowly hardening right against his ass.
"Damn right you are. Can't get you away from me."
"Why would you want to be?"
For the first time ever, he struggled to think of why.