Title: Baby Business
Rating: M
Pairing: ShuuKira
Warnings: yaoi, fluff, boylove, Kira being a total uke, MPREG!
A/N: I'd like to present you my first piece of Mpreg love XD (I'm not too fond of this genre actually, but decided to give it a try after a plot bunny sent by LJ's reasonfalling bit my toe.)
My fingers dug into the futon's mattress and I couldn't stop that quiet whimper escaping my lips. I felt Hisagi's grip on my hips grow tighter. We were both so close, it was only another few thrusts… I moaned his name just when the pleasure became almost unbearable, and when tears became streaming, like two waterfalls, from my eyes. I had never felt anything this sensual before. We came together, Hisagi's hot seed filled me and my own sticky liquid splashed onto my belly and the mattress. Few short moments later we collapsed, Shuu still on top of me, panting heavily. He whispered sweet nothings to my ear with so much love in his voice… it was one of the best of nights ever.
Hisagi sliced a banana into few round pieces and put them on top of the cornflakes in two bowls. He could start considering himself a cooking master when he came up with the idea that you can add some fruits to regular cornflakes, which would make them not only healthier, but also a lot tastier. He placed the bowls on a tray that he would then carry to their bedroom.
Since they started living together, Hisagi always woke up first and made some breakfast for both of them. He knew that Kira surely would like to do that himself, but Hisagi was glad he could do something for his partner and let him sleep for a while longer. Kira needed that, after all that being constantly stressed and everything…
"Good morning, Izuru!", Hisagi said, slowly placing the tray next to his futon and kneeled down on the bedding to wake the blonde up. Hearing no response, he gently stroked his cheek, not to scare him, as Kira could be aggressive when woken up too suddenly. He noticed that the fair skin on Izuru's face was flushed and sweaty, but that was no surprise, the nights were quite warm after all…
"Wake up, my love", he whispered, feeling Kira stir.
"I'm… I'm not asleep… Shuu", Kira whispered, his teeth gritted together and eyes still shut. His breathing became quicker and more shallow. "Could you… take the breakfast away?"
"Izuru, is something wrong?", Hisagi asked, more and more concerned about his lover's unusual state.
"Please! Just take it away!", Kira whimpered, gripping the bedsheets tightly in obvious discomfort.
Hisagi picked up the tray and hurried to put it back in the kitchen, then came back to the room. Kira was still in the bed breathing heavily, now curled up on his side, holding his face in his palms.
"Izuru…", the dark-haired man started to speak, but was interrupted.
"It's nothing, Shuu, I'm just feeling sorta sick", Izuru mumbled from behind his hands.
"Should I go to the 4th?", Shuuhei asked, sitting on the bed and touching Kira's forehead. He didn't have a fever, at least.
"No, I'll go to them as soon as… fuck, I'm gonna throw up."
Before Hisagi could say anything, Kira rushed out of the room and into the bathroom. Shuuhei was left with his hand in mid-air, wondering what could be the cause of that strange morning sickness. Kira definitely needed to be taken to the hospital wing.
