Hey so this is going to be a M rated Chapter. If you wish not to read mature content, please don't read this chapter and continue to Chapter 3 when it is available. This just contains some morning sickness within her 8 week pregnancy mark and has no vital information to the storyline. The reason this story is rated T is because I believe that the overall story is rated T and only a few chapters have mature content within it.
"8 weeks." Marinette said tapping her phone calendar. She was 8 weeks along in her pregnancy. She had just awoken a few minutes, still laying in her bed. Adrien was sleeping soundly with his arm lazily resting over her chest, his face nuzzled in her neck. Soon, something began to gurgle in her stomach. She sprinted up from the bed, making a beeline for the bathroom. She collapsed down to the toilet and heaved her head in, puking the contents of her stomach into the bowl. After a few moments of throwing up, Adrien groggily knelt down beside her and rubbed soothing circles on her back. Marinette wipes some tears away as she flushed the toilet, sitting her back against the bathroom wall.
"I don't how much longer I can keep this up for kid." She said patting her stomach. She wiped her mouth as Adrien shuffled over next to her. He placed his hand softly against her stomach.
"The doctor said you should stop having morning sickness in a few weeks, if that makes you feel any better. She shot a glare at him.
"It doesn't but thanks. I've already gained 5 pounds." She said looking at the slight tummy bump under her skin tight spaghetti string top. He noticed how her breasts also have gotten a bit more plump. He and Marinette haven't been intimate for a bit now, almost 4 weeks actually. He missed being connected physically with her. He rushed over and starting to place kisses on the side of her neck. After catching onto his plan, she started to squirm away.
"Adrien…no, I don't feel confident about myself right now…" she said . He sighed as he held her hand.
"You're beautiful my love, nothing has changed." He said trying to boost her self esteem. She shook her head.
"I'm sorry but no. I'm bloated, my stomach is throbbing and I just don't feel pretty right now." She said. She groaned as he fell backwards. An idea popped in her mind.
"We could do something else though if you miss me that much Minou…" she said seductively. His eyes popped open as he heard her comply to his desires. She pointed to the bed, him not wasting any time to go and lie down. She got up and brushed her teeth, knowing that it was probably pointless but proceeded as such. She walked over to their bed.
"Pants and boxers off." She said sternly. He complied as he kicked both off, his shirt also going as well. He was buck naked as she crawled over to him. She crawled to his side, him capturing her mouth into a kiss as her hand started to trail down into his lower regions. He gasped slightly as she fondled his 7 inches in her soft hands, become erect to her soft rubs. He moaned as she ran her firm grip up and down his shaft, feeling the tightened skin in her palms. He lightly bit her lip, her fingertips against his skin. She shimmied herself down to the point where she head was between his legs.
"Should I continue?" She said teasingly. He huffed for air as he looked down at her, her lips almost grazing the tip of his cock.
"Please… Mari- please…" he begged. She smirked as she slowly sank her mouth down over the pink tip of his member. He hissed out of pleasure, the salty pre cum hitting her tongue. Her hands fondled his family jewels, her fingers laying in the patch of blonde curls below his navel. She swirled her tongue around him, capturing more of him into her warm, moist mouth. He whimpered, her head slowly bobbing up and down, her hands squeezing his balls as if to pump him like a water squirter. His fingers combed into her hair, his eyes closing and his groans becoming louder and louder.
"Th-that feels so good. Don't stop, don't stop, hah-Ah! Don't stop!" He cried. She bobbed faster. Using her free hand to rub the rest of the shaft she couldn't fit into her mouth. He couldn't take it any longer, he was about to burst.
"Mari- Marinette!" He yelled as he tightened his grip in her hair. Spurts of come came out into her mouth as his hips buckled into her mouth to get it all out of his system. He tried to catch his breath. She slowly lifted her mouth off of him, a popping sound was heard as her lips finally closed off from his tip. All of his cum still laid inside her mouth, she closed her eyes as she swallowed the thick, salty substance. He looked at her in amazement. That was true love right there. She crawled back up to him, her head laying on his chest.
"You are without a doubt the best wife in the world Marinette. I love you so much it's insane." He said kissing her head rapidly. She giggled as she got up and held out his boxers to him.
"You satisfied now kitty?" She asked. He smiled as he grabbed his boxers and stood up to put them on.
"Very. Are you sure you don't want me to return the favor?" He pleaded. He felt selfish getting the best blowjob from the love of his life and not giving anything in return. She shook her head
"I'm sure. Everything is swollen down there and I haven't found the time to shave. I'm saving you the trouble really." She said. He slid his sweatpants back on and sat on the bed.
"I don't mind. You really want to go 7 more months of no sex?" He asked. She frowned but sighed knowing her answer.
"I will be fine but don't worry Chaton, you can expect more of these to tide you over…" she said winking and walking out of their bedroom. He smirked and shook his head, following after her.
