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bunnys-kisses · 1 day

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you had how many kids? (141 + more)

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captain john price -

the first time price sank his cock into you. it was game over. you are probably going to end up with at least six kids running around a big piece of land in the center of the british isle. equal split between three girls and three boys. the price genes must be strong because they all look like spitting images of their father.

price loves his wife though, he just thinks you're the sweetest thing since honey. after you put the kids to bed and you're in your bedroom, your darling husband can't help but hold onto you by the hips and maybe rub up against you. your softness, so motherly. it almost makes his mouth water. he tries to convince you for baby number seven but you just tell him that there's no way that's happening. but price is a cunning man and maybe a few mind blowing orgasms will change your mind.

simon 'ghost' riley -

your daughter was an accident. it was simon's last night at home before he got deployed again. and he spent that entire night sunk into your sweet cunt. you'd find out a month into his deployment that you were pregnant. worried about telling him, you kept it to yourself. you were anxious about the news throwing him off his game and him getting hurt. he needed to come home alive.

when he came home, he made sure he treated his missus right. while the pregnancy was a bit of a shock, he made sure he made up for lost time. and while that often had you on your back. it almost meant being spoiled by your husband. your daughter was close to being the biggest the hospital had delivered. you two would be content with your daughter, who took mostly after you. but within five years she would be going around proclaiming that she was going to be a big sister!

john 'soap' mactavish -

oh johnny was a smart man. he knew what he wanted and he got it with ease. he wanted to take you back home, settle you down in a night place in edinburgh. he was thinking in the stockbridge neighbourhood, where you and him could raise your kids in peace. the first time he held you in a mating press he knew that he wanted to be the father to your (many) children. he'd take care of ya, never let the mother of his children be without. he placed a sloppy kiss on your lips, a seal of his promise. you end up with two boys, only eleven months apart (the look you got from your doctor when she found out you were pregnant so soon). they were mactavish boys that was for sure. their father's dark hair and he winning smile.

johnny does want a daughter however, he imagined she'd be a spitting image of you. while he loved his boys, there was no question about that, he thought a daughter would complete your little family. curious eyes like yours, that beautiful smile. as he kissed your neck and dug his fingers into your soft hips. maybe he could convince you in a few years to try for one.

kyle 'gaz' garrick -

kyle never thought that he would've ever been a father. when he signed up for service, he didn't expect to be done with that role well beyond when it would be suitable to be a father. so your son was an accident. he could almost pinpoint the night of his conception. he was home from abroad and the two of you spent the entire night (and the following morning) becoming requited with your bodies. you giggled when he showed off his more toned muscles and his fingers got tangled in your hair. his dark eyes felt familiar, like home, under the soft light of your bedroom. The resulting time together produced his son.

you don't end up with a big family, while you two live in a decently sized home just outside the city he is content with it just being the three of you. he'd rather be the best parent to one then worse off to more. he was a good father to his son, proud of the little baby. even when he woke you both up at all hours of the night. it was life and kyle was happy. but when your son turned five, you had something to share with kyle. you were pregnant again. he had to admit, after that, the idea of having a few more kids wasn't a bad idea.

bonus! bonus! bonus!

phillip graves -

oh phillip wants a full house. he didn't buy that nice piece of land outside of houston for show. big yard, white picket fence, in a safe neighourhood (can't have you getting hurt!). he'd be living out his all american dream. so when you ended up pregnant five months after marriage with twins, he was beyond happy. he thought your pregnant body was beautiful, even well into your second trimester he was fucking that sweet cunt of yours. telling you how good of a mama you were.

phillip thought you were the best thing since sliced bread. even when the aches and pains of pregnancy come and go, he'd making sure that his wife is good. if he can't be around, he sends his shadows to make sure that you and the kiddos are alright. so expect a big, loving all american family. you'd never thought you'd be spending your twenties caring for almost five kids!

col. alejandro vargas -

alejandro wants you safe. and you being pregnant can cause some issues. it makes you a target, so you packed up your life and headed somewhere more quiet. most information about you was redacted from public and private records. he even went as far as to change your name and identification. it was for you, for him and for the daughter you eventually had. but despite that, when alejandro returned home. he was the shadow to your daughter. she knew who her daddy was. eventually when he can get out of the snare of the military, he was home. your little place in the middle of nowhere, he promised to protect you and your little bundle.

the times he visited while you were pregnant though. he loved to run his hands up and down your swollen middle. he smiled at you, almost proud of what he did to you. while you'd in the end have only your daughter, it was a complete home. and don't worry, after your daughter's birth he is more than willing to show how much he loved his sweet wife.

rodolfo "rudy" parra -

oh rudy, sweet rudy. he couldn't help himself. the first time you fucked, or rather made love, he knew he wanted to breed that pussy of yours. he was using a condom, but he could picture himself doing it bare backed. the feeling of your slippery cunt tight around him. nothing protecting you from accidents. he'd often daydream on his off time about the three kids you had. he had even picked names out for them, but he'd get your input on it as well. after all you were the beautiful woman who was carrying them. such a good wife to him.

he left the military when you got pregnant, as did you. life became less about the violent conflicts and more about raising your son. he was a quiet baby, and rudy adored him. he also adored his beautiful wife who worked so hard to give him his son. he reminded you of that often. you do end up with those three kids within a five year gap and rudy couldn't be happier.

könig-

oh, könig. he knew that you'd be carrying a big baby. like look at him, he towered over you and could easily bench you in your third trimester. so he wasn't expecting a whole army of children. one very large boy was enough for him. the 99th percentile. but he was there the entire time, he made sure that you were taken care of. he felt safe having his larger body up against yours, protecting it. he'd rub your belly with his large hand. even if you were very pregnant, you still were small compared to him.

he loves his son, obviously. the first time he held him, he almost cried. he was a father now. he had a wife and a child, a home to call his home and a place to feel safe. he was an attentive father, he was used to being up early. so you got to sleep in while he checked in on your son. he made sure to teach him german, english and a few of the other languages he had picked up. he was going to make sure his son knew all about the world. he was a proud father!

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madisonbell95 · 2 days

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#preggo kink #preggophilia #pregnant #pregnancy #mommy k!nk #breeding k1nk

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makethemmilky · 2 days

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This is my gift to you. I chose you to be the one to create a life with, to be the ideal woman to grow my child inside of you. Now you have a purpose, an opportunity to become the mother you’ve always wanted to be.

And judging by the way your body has responded to this gift I’d say you were the perfect choice. I knew you would grow softer and thicker to provide an excellent home for our future child, but never would I have imagined you’d become so gloriously feminine. You were always the ideal woman to be my mate, and now together we’ve given you the ideal female body.

A woman as perfect as you deserves the opportunity to carry so many children, and I can’t wait to keep you like this for so many years to come.

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lacyohlacyyy · 3 days

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bad idea right ?

⌗ just tripped and fell into his bed!

. . . can't wait for my turn for the guts tour aaa. do i condone what's going on here? no. but was it a fun, cathartic experience to write? hell yeah. wc: 1.8k

. . . ex sex, creampie, unplanned pregnancy, reader isn't sober, unprotected/protection was not discussed, implied overstimulation, dacryphilia (??) neither levi nor reader are ready for kids, a pretty unhealthy relationship.

You swore to never talk to Levi again. You cut off all contact after that fateful Friday night. Blocked, blocked, blocked on every social media platform, every number he had, as you cried on the taxi ride back home.

You’ve spent weeks rotting away in your parents’ guest bedroom—the tear-stained bedding reeks of some cheap-ass liquor bought across the street. You replay every memory from that night: his voice piercing like bullets, that pathetic gaze of sheer desperation in his eyes.

You’ve had enough of Levi’s bullshit and you were going to put yourself first.

That was until another fated night. You were out drinking with your friends when you felt your phone vibrate from your pocket.

What the hell?

Who other than the man who meticulously stitched up your life just to shatter it into a million broken pieces sending you his new address? You glanced blankly down at your screen with half-lidded eyes, dumbstruck—a million questions raced through your mind as you felt your resolve crumble beneath you.

You haven’t talked in months. You know you’re gone, and you know you’re through—but god, how can anybody resist those gorgeous steel-grey eyes, that gorgeous face, that perfect body, those soft lips you used to call home?

And, the thought of reconnecting with him has crossed your mind more times than you’d admit. It was an appealing yet obviously, a terrible idea.

You stepped outside the dive bar, pacing aimlessly on the grimy sidewalk. You’re finding every excuse to see him again; maybe this can be an opportunity where you could fix and flatten things out—have the first productive conversation with him in what felt like years of unresolved arguments and quiet resentment. Surely he’s grown during the time you were apart.

So, your wise and totally sober train of thought decided to ditch the crowds and catch a cab over to his apartment complex. What’s the worst that could happen?

At least, that’s what you convinced yourself.

Bad idea. Very bad idea.

There you are, your legs spread out on the edge of his mattress; The vases and picture frames you once picked out together gleam a faint orange under the dim lamp. Your body begs to push away that man lining himself between your legs—all the chatter constituting your higher reasoning fades into an indiscernible buzz in the back of your head.

“God, I missed that pretty cunt.” Levi muttered, eyeing you ravenous. His nose grazing delicately along the surface of your moist panties. “Does Miss Independent taste as good as I remember?”

His hands tugged on the waistline of your panties, signalling you to slide them off. The moment you felt his wet, feverish lips prod your entrance; gone was the last vestige of control you clung onto—if you even had any.

You missed him—bad—and you were desperate to pour every last drop of your devotion onto him.

Despite every rational judgement and advice from your circle, you just couldn’t stay away—neither could he, for that matter. You are so going to regret this in the morning. But that didn’t stop you—that didn’t stop Levi. That didn’t stop his tongue from thrusting your clit with an infuriating precision as if you were his last meal.

But you’ve already come this far, so why stop now? It’s just a little fun.

You couldn’t help but grind your hips as they churned hard against his face, burying him nose and mouth deep. His fingernails dug into the meat of your thighs as your hand shoots to squeeze the duvet covers, the other on his hair.

“That’s it.” Levi cooed, his velvet tongue suckling on your slick heat in torturous strokes. “That’s my girl.”

He picks up the pace, lapping the raw, sensitive flesh in harsh sucks, each charged with an aggressive, feral hunger making you drool. His tongue working through every throbbing fold, teeth grazing against your clit as you writhed and cried out for more.

He plunges his middle and ring finger into the depths of your core as you come undone, every bundle of nerves in the apex of your thighs unravels endlessly. He pumps and curls his fingers, finding that sweet spot with infuriating ease.

You whine as Levi ducks his head into the crook of your neck. His sweltering breath and feverish mouth leaving a trail of wet, sloppy kisses along your jawline before meeting your parted lips.

There it is. That empty, heated kiss making you feel whole, even though you know he’s tearing your guard apart. And god, it feels fucking amazing. His tongue slipped into you, running through your teeth in languid strokes.

“You know… I’m surprised you actually came over.” He smirked wryly, briefly breaking the kiss as he entwined his fingers in your hair. “Thought you were better than this, hm?”

Levi’s right. You’re hating yourself for getting into this mess. You knew better; or at least, you should have known. And if it wasn’t for your resistance succumbing to temptation, you would’ve never ended up in this position. He gave so many signs during that four-and-a-half minute phone call on the way to his place, that damn smooth talker with his persistent ways to lure you back, tethered in his arms.

You knew you were defenseless the moment you stepped inside. All that willpower—all those bricks needed to build back the fortress guarding your peace of mind—all for nothing.

And now he’s punishing you as much as he's begging for you to stay.

You shuddered, your walls spasming as you came shamelessly on his fingers. He brings the digit to his mouth, licking your juices off with a swift sweep of his tongue. He then unhooked your bra, discarding it with indifference on the cold floor.

“You’re always so fuckin’ pretty when you cum.. do you know that, sweet girl?”

Levi groaned huskily at the sight of your bare chest gleaming with sweat. He draws his silken lips over your hardened nipple, biting and enclosing his mouth around it. An occasional muffled moan of your name was silenced between harsh sucks of your soft flesh. His free hand groped your other breast, gently tugging and twisting your sensitive mounds.

“So fuckin’ pretty, and so fuckin’ sensitive… I know you missed me…”

Impatient, your hips began to grind against his thigh, your wetness pooling on his skin. You continued to rut your lower body against him—wanton and desperate—the pressure and contact to your clit was enough to make you moan.

“Eager, are we?” Levi sneered, a thin trail of saliva connecting his mouth from your breast.

Your eyes flicker towards his abdomen, his boxers pooled to the floor. Levi’s cock sprung forth, hard and already glistening with arousal. He gives his length a single, firm pump before hovering over your spread-out form.

Your legs wrap around his waist instinctively as he aligned himself with your entrance. You stretch your core with your fingers to accommodate Levi’s impressive girth, your groans, and pleas of impatience a mockery of how you swore to never let this asshole back into your life.

“Let me show you what you’ve been missing out on.” He jeered possessively, embedding himself into your walls. “You’ll always be mine.”

You hauled Levi in with all your might, a sharp gasp escaped your lips as you adjusted to his size, seizing your hands around his neck. His hips pierced your pelvis with a clean blow, a pair of rough hands on each side of your waist keeping you pinned against the mattress.

“No one will ever be able to fuck this pussy like I can..”

An animalistic hunger follows suit, as Levi begins slamming himself into your clenching cunt. You breathe raggedly, cracked utterances of his name and creative strings of curses slip out of your mouth as you blink back the watery blur of tears forming in the corner of your eye.

“Well, won’t you look at that?” Levi mock pouted, hoisting your ankles on his shoulders. “Already crying? We haven’t even started.”

Frantically, Levi pulls out of you briefly to contort your body into a mating press; your knees outstretched to your ears as he pounded a deeper angle against you. Your pitiful whimpers only added fuel to his already blazing blue flame.

“Jesus Christ!” Levi groaned gutturally, each syllable punctuated with a pant before tapering off to a whine. He pins your ankles together, delighting himself in the sight of his veiny cock sliding in and out of your tight pussy. You howl in pain and pleasure—you couldn’t make out which. “Jesus fuckin’ Christ!”

The cool silver of his eyes smolders to a molten ore as he scrutinizes your fucked up state; mascara running down your cheeks, your bloodshot eyes, and swollen lips. He’s eager to ravish you, eager to convey the magnitude of his wish with every plundering thrust—that you’re nothing without him.

Levi’s movements grew frenzied and sloppy, his breathing laboured. You know he’s close. The feeling of the blunt tip of his cock hitting mercilessly against your cervix coupled with the anticipation of being filled up oh so sweetly makes you tighten around him.

“Le — Ah!” You wince out, tossing your head back. Tears stream down your cheeks as your teeth grit; the quick, forceful rock of your bodies made the headboard tap rhythmically against the drywall. You were so close.

Levi hastily brings his callused thumb to rub your swollen clit, working closer to push you off the edge and bury you in that sweet release. You cry, a burgundy plays on your cheeks as you press his fingers harder against you with a gritty determination.

Your orgasm hits you with the hammering force of a freight train; your back arches, the hypnotic swirl of stars dance in the corners of your eyes. You scream like a kettle, your walls convulsing as your keening grip on the covers loosens.

You gradually rode out your high, your body on cloud nine as the aftershocks of your release ebbed through your spine. It wasn’t long until Levi came into you with a strangled moan, his teeth digging into the side of your neck which was sure to leave a nasty mark.

But, the moment you felt his hot, creamy liquid course through your sore walls was when it hit you—you were fucked.

So fucked.

You weren’t on the pill, nor was Levi wearing a condom.

And judging by that cocky stare and that contented smirk pulling up on the corners of his lips, Levi knew damn well what he did and was damn proud of himself. You couldn’t even be mad—your body was reeling with pleasure and you didn’t try to hide it.

Levi reminded you of your place and you willfully surrendered because you still love him.

This was the man who you who you discussed rings and cradles with—envisioning a nuclear family, suburban white picket fence dream. You yearned for the day that you’d carry Levi’s child in your arms, watching them grow up and spending the remainder of your days with him. And now, that future doesn’t seem too farfetched if you took his word and decided to stay.

In retrospect, maybe coming over was a good idea after all, right?

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bellyloverland · 1 day

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#pregnant #pregnancy #belly #pregnant friends

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smuttyfantasy · 10 hours

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The pregnant MILF next door just needed some eggs and sugar to bake a cake… but she ended up having to pay for them the only way she could. Absolutely worth it.

Up on all of my sites this morning. 🖤

Goes straight to the wall for my subs 😏

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second-structure-everything-ho · 2 days

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w2soneshots · 2 days

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Baby daddy -W2S

Words: 0.9k+

Warnings: angst, unplanned pregnancy.

Summary: after a one night stand you find yourself pregnant with Harry’s baby, you go to Faith for advice then tell Harry. But how does he react?

a/n: hello my loves😚. Here’s the request! I love this idea and I hope you all enjoy🧸🫶🏼

"No. There's no way. I'm gonna do another one." My brain rambled as I stared at the pregnancy test. I reached for the small box. It's empty. Within thirty minutes I had used the entire box, all positive. "This can't be happening. I can't be pregnant." I thought, in complete denial. I didn't know what to do with myself. It's not just any normal night I can't just eat dinner and go to sleep. I just found out that I'm pregnant with my friend's baby. I barely slept that night.

A week later I was still trying to process the news. I knew exactly when it had happened. One night (around five weeks ago) I went out with everyone for Freya's birthday. We all got really drunk and I had been touch deprived for so long that somehow I ended up waking up in Harry's apartment, next to him in his bed. Thankfully he was still asleep when I woke so I grabbed my things and bolted. We had completely ignored the fact that we had sex and since no one knew it wasn't really a problem. Until now.

I decided that I needed to talk to someone. I couldn't keep this bottled up for another second or I felt as though I might explode. Faith is who I choose to tell. I know I can trust her and she's my only friend who's actually a mum. "Hey. Are you free anytime today? x" I asked via text. She replied quickly. "Ethan's filming so I'm here with Olive all day. Do you wanna come here? xx" I let out a sigh of relief. "That would be great! I'll see you in 30 xx" "Come through the glass door. It'll be unlocked xx"

I quickly got ready into a sweat set, brushed my hair into a ponytail then grabbed my phone and left. I drove to Faith's house and in just twenty minutes was waiting for her to open the gate. Once I'd parked I hoped from the car. I walked round the house to the glass doors. Then slid it open. I heard Rolo barking then Faith came shuffling into the lounge. "Hi! How've you been?" She pulled me into a quick hug. "Uhm, pretty good." I replied. She furrowed her brows. "What's up?" Uncontrollable tears welled in my eyes. "Oh my god. Come sit." She led me over to the couch.

"Ok start from the beginning." She said once I had calmed down. I took a deep breath. "So you know when we went out for Freya's birthday?" "Mhm." She nodded. "Well I- um- I ended up at Harry's apartment." Her brows furrowed. "I barely remember it but I know we- you know-" "you had sex with Harry?!" She exclaimed.

"Wow. Have you talked about it since?" She asked. "No but I didn't come round to tell you about that." Her face contorted into confusion. "Oh, what did you want to talk about?" She softened. My eyes fluttered closed. "I'm pregnant." I whispered. She went silent. "Congratulations?" She wasn't sure what to say. "Thanks. I uh- I don't really know how to feel." "And it's Harry's?" I nodded. "Well you know I'm here if you need absolutely anything." I smiled lightly at her. "I know." She pulled me into a warm hug.

After I talked to Faith I decided it was time to tell Harry. He deserves to know. But I booked a doctor's appointment first, to one hundred percent confirm that I'm pregnant. I hadn't really had any symptoms other than the fact I had missed my period, which is why I took the test. After a quick blood test the nurse confirmed it. It hit me like a ton of bricks. I had been in complete denial the entire time and this made it real, I'm going to be a mother.

It was almost two weeks after I had found out when me and Harry eventually saw each other. I sent him a text and he had agreed to come round to my apartment. I hadn't told him much just that I needed to talk. When he arrived my heartbeat sped up and my palms began to sweat. I opened the door after taking a deep breath. I smiled lightly at him. "Hi. Come in." I stepped aside. He awkwardly walked in. We sat on my couch.

In seconds I blurted out "I'm pregnant." His mouth dropped open and the room fell silent. "You- what?" He stuttered. "I'm pregnant Harry." I repeated. He swallowed. "And it's mine?" I nodded. "Uh- I- wow." I didn't know what to do, he wasn't talking this very well. "Listen, I don't expect anything from you. I just thought you should know." I spoke softly. "I just- I-" suddenly he jumped from the sofa and bolted out of my apartment. I burst into tears. I really thought- well I wasn't sure what I thought.

I told Faith about the incident and she attempted to comfort me. "He just needs to process it. Like you did. He'll come around. Give him time." She had said. That calmed me and almost a week went by with nothing until I got a knock on my door. I pushed myself from the sofa, that I'd been sat on all day since I wasn't feeling the best. I froze when I saw Harry standing outside my door. He didn't give me time to say a word. "y/n please forgive me. I'm so sorry. I don't know why I reacted like that. I want to do this with you. I want to be a dad." He said quickly. A smile spread across my face. Then I stepped forward pulling his nervous frame into a soft hug.

Years later me and Harry sat in our beautiful house watching our two young kids playing together. Reminiscing about what brought us to this moment. Happy, content and in love.

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