ღ Thirty weeks pregnant ღ

Things were going smoothly.

Louis was two weeks away from being eight weeks pregnant and he had a very pretty little baby bump. It was round and growing every day, causing an aching back and sore feet. The morning sickness was gone but Louis was always either horny or hungry and that didn't work well because Harry was usually busy with his school work.

Thankfully, Christmas was only a week away so Harry was out of school for Christmas break and was spending plenty of time making Louis homemade food and then fucking into the boy, slow and gentle.

There was something Louis wanted to do, though, but Harry denied it every time the topic came up. Louis wanted to ride Harry with his swollen belly, just like Harry said would happen months ago.

Harry claimed he didn't want the baby to get hurt but Louis was pregnant and emotional so he made it up in his head that Harry thought he was fat.

Fat.

Louis obviously wasn't fat. He had another human being growing inside of him, but the rejections were keeping him low-spirited.

Even times such as now, around noon, Louis would sulk in the nursery. He was doing it as we speak, sitting in the cute little white rocking chair, coming up with names.

They'd narrowed the list down a bit to their top picks, but it was still a tough decision.

Abigail Joanne, Olivia Grace, Marina Eline, Hermione Alice, and Emmaline Nicole.

Louis smiled softly and rubbed his belly, eyes snapping towards the door when he heard his name being called.

Louis didn't have to respond, for Harry was in the nursery in seconds, a look of relief on his face when he saw Louis.

"It's nap time, love. C'mon," Harry said softly, stepping over to his boyfriend, holding out his arms.

Louis crawled into the tall lad's arms, wrapping his own arms around Harry's neck and his legs around Harry's waist. Large hands gripped Louis's thighs firmly as he was silently carried into their bedroom down the hall, Harry softly placing Louis onto the bed.

"You're so gentle," Louis whispered.

"Of course I am, kitten, this is our bear we're talking about," Harry said with a chuckled, pulling off Louis's sweat pants. Louis rarely wore clothes around the house lately, but he was cold this morning.

"Jesus," Harry muttered when he saw pretty pink and white panties. "Did you go shopping without me?"

"Yes," Louis replied. "I bought those when I bought those elephant onesies." Louis giggled reaching out for his boyfriend, who was tugging down his skinnies.

"I'm coming," Harry said softly, snaking his arms around Louis's torso, rubbing his tummy gently.

"Harry?" Louis whispered.

"Yes?"

"Do you think I'm fat?" Louis squeaked.

Harry paused his movements, taken back by Louis's question. "You aren't fat. You're carrying a baby, Louis! Who said that you were fat?"

"You did, indirectly. You don't want me to ride you because I'm fat," Louis whimpered, making Harry shake his head sadly.

"Louis Tomlinson, you are not fat. You're just very much pregnant with a baby... Our baby," Harry said firmly, pressing his lips gently to Louis's neck. It was already coated in love bites, so Harry just sucked on an old one, making the slowly-fading skin brighten back up. Harry sat up and pulled Louis into his lap, a pregnant belly separating them slightly.

"I love you, Louis. I've told you that I don't want you to overdo yourself and hurt Bear. We don't want to hurt her, do we?"

Louis shook his head immediately. Harry sighed, kissing away the tears that were trickling down Louis's face.

"I. Love. You. Louis. You. Are. Beautiful," Harry muttered, pecking Louis's lips between each word. "Do you really wanna try it?"

"Yes," Louis said quickly, eyes wide. "Please, Daddy."

Harry hummed in satisfaction, pulling Louis in for another kiss. This kiss was different from the light pecks. It was hot and heavy and making Louis's stomach churn.

"Love you, Harry," Louis whimpered, grinding against Harry's dick, which was slowly hardening as the lace of Louis's panties met bare skin. "Open me up."

"I will, baby, come sit on Daddy's face, please," Harry ordered as he laid down, gesturing for Louis to get over him.

Louis complied, moving to pull off his panties and hover as best as he could over Harry's face, but Harry gripped the boy's hips and pulled him to sit.

Harry immediately lapped into Louis's tight entrance, smirking gently when Louis let out a gasp followed by a heavy moan.

"Shit," Louis swore as Harry spread apart Louis's ass cheeks, digging his skilled tongue into Louis in order to  really eat him out.

Harry pulled away slight to say, "Don't say that word, Louis."

Louis whimpered in agreement, whining and grinding against Harry's tongue. "Fingers, Harry, I want to ride you now!"

Harry smirked, pulling a finger up to wedge into Louis's entrance beside his tongue, fucking the finger into him, eliciting beautiful little noises as always. Harry added a second, but Louis really just wanted to be fucked. He was begging for it, so Harry pulled out his fingers and his tongue, helping Louis down to his stomach.

"Lube," Harry requested. Louis went to retrieve the bottle from the side table, hand on his tummy.

Harry smiled fondly, content with the decision to change his mind on Louis riding him. Harry had a feeling he'd enjoy this.

Louis slicked up Harry's dick before eagerly sitting on it, moaning as it slid into him.

Being filled up by Harry was Louis's second favorite feeling.

Harry rubbed Louis's stomach. "Look so pretty, baby, I love you."

Being loved by Harry was his first favorite feeling.

"You do so well," Harry cooed, gripping Louis's hands as the small lad adjusted. "So pretty on Daddy's cock. Is this what you wanted, baby, huh? Got what you needed?"

"Yes, Daddy," Louis moans. "I'm so full."

Harry grinned, encouraging Louis to grind his hips a little; he was too heavy to completely lift up, but he worked his hips as best as we could and Harry unhooks their hands so that he could help Louis up and down his dick.

Harry was infatuated, eyes wide as Louis rode him, swollen belly glistening with sweat, flushed cock bouncing gently against the baby bump, mouth open in pleasure, fingers tight in Harry's hair.

"I want to come," Louis whispered. "Can I?"

"Yes, kitten, whenever you'd like," Harry grunted.

Louis nodded, bouncing harder, reaching relief quickly. A moan of Harry's name tumbled from his lips as he came and Harry wasn't even a whole second after him, coming deep into Louis.

Louis panted, clinging to Harry's shoulders as Harry used his fingers to scoop up the cum on Louis's tummy. He held up his hand and Louis obediently licked the semen from Harry's fingers, tasting himself.

Harry groaned, head falling back onto the pillows. Louis giggled before wincing as he pulled himself off of Harry, suddenly feeling empty.

"Want you in me all of the time," Louis whimpered as he stood up, rubbing his sore bum. "Feels nice."

"Fuck, Louis, I just came. Stop talking like that," Harry moaned as Louis wobbled into the bathroom.

"Don't you- ow, shit."

There was a thumb and Harry was immediately up and in the bathroom, dropping to his knees beside Louis.

"Lou? Fuck, what happened!?"

"M'okay," Louis whispered. "Just fell on my bum. It hurts."

Harry let out a sigh, closing his eyes. "Bear is okay?"

"She is... We really need to pick a name, Harry," Louis said with a giggle.

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ღ Thirty-one weeks pregnant ღ

"Happy birthday, Louis," Harry whispered softly as Louis blinked his eyes open. He shivered, snuggling further into his boyfriend, clutching his neck tightly.

"M'cold," Louis whimpered, causing Harry to grasp the blankets and pull them further around their shoulders.

"Wake up, sleepy, we've got stuff to do today."

Louis whined, shifting to straddle Harry, wrapped tightly around him.

Harry chuckled fondly, lips pecking lightly against Louis's. "I love you."

"I love you," Louis replied softly, leaning down to kiss Harry's neck gently. "I wanna stay in bed all day."

"No, your mum wants us over for dinner," Harry said softly. "We've got to go."

"Can we have sex?"

"You're such a rabbit!" Harry said with a loud laugh. Nevertheless, he turned Louis around and fucked him into the mattress.

~~~

Christmas was nice. Louis and Harry spent both Christmas Eve and Christmas with Louis's family, opening up presents. Most were for Bear, of course, and Harry was so thankful to have Louis and Louis's family in his life.

Jay distracted Louis while Harry got his present ready. The pregnant boy was in a shock when Jay took him outside and a very pretty crimson 2015 Infinity was sitting in the drive, Harry sitting on the hood with a large smile on his face.

Louis had only gotten Harry a ring, silver, with little swirls engraved in it, but Harry kissed him as if Louis had given him the world- which, really, he had.

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ღ Thirty-two weeks pregnant ღ

"So, how does it feel? Are you ready to get her out?" Michael asked as he held Ace in his arms, rocking the four-month old gently.

"I think I am," Louis said quietly. "I'm just... I'm so scared. Like, what if Harry and I aren't made to be parents?"

"You saw how Luke and I were," Michael said softly. "We weren't even a couple and now I'm in love with him."

"Have you told him?" Louis asked, biting into a slice of mushroom and pineapple pizza. Weird ass pregnancy cravings.

"No. Luke thinks that we are just friends, two guys raising a family together. He said that eventually we may fall in love but eventually came too soon for me, I suppose."

Louis shook his head, smiling. "Harry and I barely knew each other and we have a baby on the way. It was about the three-months of knowing each other like you and Luke. Except... Harry and I knew from the start that we had a connection and all I did was give him piano lessons."

Michael opened his mouth to speak just as the door opened and Luke and Harry came inside. Harry was immediately pulling Louis into his arms, muttering "Missed you", while Luke settled for taking his baby boy into his arms and kissing his forehead.

"Have fun?" Louis asked as Harry intertwined their fingers and sat down on the couch, pulling the pregnant man into his lap.

"I did. It was nice to go out... I missed you, though," Harry whispered.

"You two can take our room since it's so late," Luke offered. "Michael and I will pull out the couch bed or sleep in the nursery."

Louis couldn't help but notice the fond smile Michael had on his face. Louis giggle to himself as Harry denied the offer and claimed he wanted to be in his own bed.

"Did you have fun with Michael?" Harry asked as they took the elevator down to the lobby.

"I did. He's very funny. Now that he's got the hang of Ace, I'm thinking we can hang out more," Louis said.

They exited the elevator and went to Louis's new car, where Harry opened the door for his boyfriend and went to the other side to drive ten since Louis wasn't allowed to drive while he was near popping out a baby.

"I've been thinking," Harry said suddenly as he drove towards their house. "Maybe... Maybe we should go see my mum after Bear is born... Maybe she'll change her mind about this."

"Why is she so against me being pregnant?" Louis asked while he watched snow fall around them.

"Well... I've kept something from you, Lou. It's not anything big, don't worry. Mum... Her parents were both male. And her Dad, the carrier, was abused by her Pop, the other one... And... She just doesn't like male pregancy, no matter how normal it is. She saw it come out the wrong way."

Harry pulled into their drive and parked. Louis stared at Harry for a second before making sweater paws and smiling shyly.

"Then she will be quite surprised when you and I turn out as amazing parents, won't she?"

~~~

QOTC: Abigail Joanne (Joe-n), Olivia Grace, Marina Eline (Ah-leen), Hermione Alice, or Emmaline Nicole?

If you don't know how to pronounce anything else, let me know

PQOTC: favorite holiday?

MA: my birthday bc I'm a spoiled little princess

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