(All my lemons are ridiculously long. All paragraphs will be added during editing so it avoids the weird data-p things.)

*baby daddy also!*

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This wasn't how you had planned your day. Don't get me wrong, having the troll you love place open-mouthed, steamy kisses on your neck while you were backed onto the kitchen counter was quite an adventure. However you wanted to actually cook dinner, not make love on it. Pushing Gamzee away slightly, you panted heavily and Gamzee looked not so far from a kicked puppy. Squeezing his t-shirt clad shoulder was a way of reassuring him that nothing was wrong. In fact you gripped his hand and almost skipped up the staircase. Half way down the landing you twirled, wrapped you arms around his neck and brought him in for that ever so special French kiss that screamed

"Make love to me like there's no tomorrow!".

You continued to walk backwards even though your tongues were locked in a heated battle for dominance of your mouth. Getting to and opening the bedroom door was made slightly more difficult with your position. You walked switched and made Gamzee walk backwards towards the bed. He grunted and fell once the back of his knees hit the bed frame. You both collapsed. Slightly startled Gamzee causing him to pull away and make you whine. Realizing what was happening he launched back into kiss and placed his hands on your ass. You wiggled it in his grip and felt something start to wiggle in his pants.

You were no stranger to troll anatomy, you had studied it when more and more human-troll couples started appearing. Now, instead of grinding your ass up, you ground your hips down against his. He started grinding up to meet your pelvis, head tilted back in bliss, he continued to squeeze your ass. He flipped you both, a dopey smile on that painted face and moved his hands to gently trace your collarbones. You nodded and he brought those hands down to grope your breasts. No matter how heated you two could get, he would always ask for permission. Consent is a necessity.

Letting out little puffs, and choked moans you moved to get out of your clothes and Gamzee followed. Once his top was off you started to massage his grub scars.

"You're makin' this really motherfuckin' hard you know." He could have been referring to multiple things. Hard to take his pants off? His tentabulge was getting really hard? Judging from the fiddling with his belt which secured his clown pants on his hips, it would be the former. He finally managed to get his belt and pants off but he was panting heavily. He pushed you back down onto the bed and continued to grope your breasts, starting a gentle kiss. Strange, it went from strong, passionate and lustful to gentle, tender and loving. I guess that's the difference with fucking and making love.

Letting out a short gasp of pure surprise, you squirmed as you felt Gamgam's fingers circling your clit.

"Gam! Please, Gamgam..." Gamzee kissed your forehead and began rubbing your little bundle of nerves, his bulge wriggling uncomfortably. You raised your knee to make contact with his nook and he quite audibly gasped. His ministrations with your clit stopped and you whined at the loss of pleasurable movement. Gamzee's fingers picked up a pace that made you arch your back a little, his tongue starting to lap at your nipple. Just before you could tell him you were going to cum, he stopped and licked his fingers clean. You blushed in embarrassment, covered your mouth and looked away. Gamzee pulled your face back to him and kissed you to distract you from his bulge entering you. Moaning loudly into that perfect, slime pie tasting mouth made you feel even wetter. The tentacle that was embedded into the softest walls you had, wiggled hyperactively. While it was wiggling your back arched and suddenly that large writhing tentacle was constantly rubbing against a soft patch of tissue. You cried out into Gamzee's mouth and he struggled to refrain himself from slamming in and out, using the strength he wanted to would hurt you, after all, you were only a small human compared to him.

He grunted and groaned as you clenched around his bulge, you were doing it purposefully to get the most pleasure possible. Without even giving a warning, Gamzee's pace picked up rapidly and suddenly it was like he was drilling you into the bed. Your arms and legs wrapped around him and brought his face to your chest where he panted for a little while before licking at your breasts and the valley in between them.

"G-Gam, GAM! OH MY- I'm gonna cum Gamgam!" "All up and, haaah~ wait for me lil' mama!" Your moaning went up an octave.

"I'm trying! Mmm~" All of a sudden Gamzee's hips snapped forward rendering you helpless to the oncoming orgasm. Saying you were seeing stars was an understatement. You could see the entire solar system, Mercury all the way to fucking Pluto (VIVA LA PLUTO). Gamzee continued to limply thrust trying to ride out the orgasm, meanwhile you just lay there like a sack of potatoes. Gamzee's life flashed before his eyes, that was better than anywhere one of those motherfucking slime pies could take him. As he pulled out, it was like a dam had burst. His reproductive fluid came gushing out of you. Gamzee, being the strange troll he his, winced and tried to cover your entrance and keep it in so as not to stain the brand spanking new bed sheets. It didn't work. Afterwards you looked down at him, panting before bursting out laughing. He quickly joined you, it kind of looked like he was trying to give your vagina chest compressions.

Once you stopped giggling you looked each other in the eyes and just knew. The next week you started to throw up a lot in the mornings and you got excited.

This was it, what you and Gamzee had been working towards.

Pregnancy.

You ran back to the bedroom and pounced on Gamzee ripping him from his sleep. He looked at you with that same kicked puppy look from the day it happened. You nodded your head, tears in your eyes. Gamzee gasped and gripped your shoulders.

"Really?!" Nodding again, you embraced his neck. Pulling back Gamzee placed his ear to your belly. "Hey, baby, I'm papa. All up and welcome to the world..." You ran your fingers through his hair affectionately and smiled.

"It'll barely be an embryo at this stage GamGam." "Then it's cells can know who I am." You giggled and pushed him away lightly. Gamzee grinned and brought you in for another hug, kissing the top of your head and sighing contentedly.

"I'm finally a daddy..."

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NYEH I came out as a demiboy to my dad and he was really chill about it and I asked my dad to get me a hoodie and basketball shorts and he looked at me and said "Won't you look like a lesbian?" And I nearly came out for the second time that day to tell him I was pansexual but I'm not ready for that yet. I don't even feel I can tell my mum!

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