Title: Miracle
Pairing: Nick/Zak (Mpreg)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Nick and Zak deal with the surprise of their lives.
Disclaimer: Don't own – please don't sue. Blah, blah, blah.
Author's notes: This is Mpreg. If that squicks you, run away now. I have never written mpreg or a multi-chapter story before, so this is kind of an experiment for me. Please review and let me know what you think.
Miracle – Ch.7
Zak lay in the hammock, basking in the feel of the sun beating down on his bare skin. He ran his hands over his stomach, feeling the baby tumble and kick as if she were enjoying the sun too. He stretched and debated between hauling himself up to grab a bottle of water from the cooler or taking a nap. The nap idea won out, and he rolled his head to the side, catching a glimpse of Nick swimming in the ocean.
His breath caught in his throat when what felt like half the blood in his body rushed south. All thoughts of napping were forgotten as his cock lay firm against his burgeoning belly. He groaned as he wrapped a hand around himself. The pregnancy hormones were going to kill him. He hadn't whacked off so much since high school, but in the past few weeks, his cock seemed to have a mind of its own.
Zak stroked himself firmly as he watched his lover slice through the water, the sun glinting off his lean body. Closing his eyes, he imagined that his hand was Nick's warm mouth. He tightened his grip as he pictured pink lips wrapped around his cock and felt pre-cum slide down the shaft and over his hand. His fingers ghosted over the head, rubbing the sensitive underside and drawing more fluid from the tip. He brought his knees up and gently rolled his balls before letting his hand creep down to his twitching hole. He petted the skin there and sped up his strokes, the hammock swaying with his movement.
"I see you started without me."
Zak's eyes flew open at the sound of Nick's voice. Caught up in his fantasy, he hadn't heard the other man walking toward him. Droplets of water rolled down his chest and abs, disappearing into the waistband of his trunks. He reached for the younger man, fingers itching to follow the drops, and whimpered when he moved away. Nick nudged his hand away from his ass and eased a wet finger inside, pumping it in and out. Zak's breath quickened and thighs tightened as his orgasm hit, ropes of silvery semen covering his belly and hand. His eyes drifted shut and he panted as his softening cock lay against his hip and the last few tremors rippled through him.
A smile flickered across his lips as he felt Nick lap the fluid from his stomach and kiss the sun warmed skin before lifting his cum covered hand and sucking the long fingers clean.
"You and your fucking cum fetish."
"Hey, it's full of protein and vitamins. Aren't you the one who's always telling me that I don't get enough protein?"
Zak snorted. "Whatever."
He opened his eyes as Nick tugged at his hand. His cock was tenting his swim trunks as his eyes pleaded with Zak. "Let's go inside."
"Why can't we just stay out here? We've never had sex in a hammock before."
"And we're not going to start. I have no desire to find myself flipped onto the sand in the middle of making love to you. Besides," he said, pinching Zak's nipple, "there's more room in our bed."
Zak's cock twitched with interest, and he let Nick pull him to his feet and lead him into the house. They walked upstairs and Zak flopped onto the bed, watching intently as Nick dried himself and shed his swim trunks. He climbed onto the bed and sat back on his heels, stroking himself as he gazed at his pregnant lover with predatory lust in his eyes.
Zak felt his cheeks flush under the heated stare, and he fought to keep from squirming. "The hell, Nick? What are you staring at?"
"God, Zak. You are so beautiful."
He rolled his eyes. "Yeah, real beautiful. I'm fat as hell, I have stretch marks on my hips, I'm starting to waddle instead of walk..."
Nick pinched the bottom of Zak's foot, drawing a yelp from the older man. "Stop. Just stop. I'm tired of you calling yourself fat and putting yourself down. You don't even know, Zak. You have no fucking idea what the sight of you like this does to me. I can barely keep my hands off you sometimes. If I could keep you pregnant all the time, I might be tempted to try, because seeing your belly swollen with our baby makes me crazy." He rested his hands on Zak's stomach, dropping kisses on the taut skin as the baby shifted. "Go to sleep, little one. Your papa and I are going to play."
He moved over Zak, one hand on either side of his head as he leaned down for a kiss. He licked the full lips until they opened and dipped his tongue inside, grazing along the roof of Zak's mouth before twining their tongues together. He pulled his tongue back as the dark haired man chased it back into his mouth. They kissed again and again until Nick pulled away to attack Zak's neck. He sucked the sensitive skin hard, drawing the blood to the surface as he moaned and arched his neck.
Nick licked and nipped his way down Zak's chest, stopping at the tight nipples. He licked the tight bud and blew cold air over it, smiling as the older man ground his hard cock against Nick's thigh. "Like that, baby?"
Zak growled in frustration as Nick slowly moved down, leaving a trail of open mouthed kisses across his stomach and dipping his tongue into his navel. "Damn it, Nick. Suck me. Or at least touch my cock. I'm about to die from blue balls."
"So impatient." He licked a path across Zak's hips, stopping to kiss the tiny stretch marks. He spread the newly tanned thighs and nipped the sensitive skin before placing a kiss on the area just under his balls. The older man sucked in a breath and whimpered when he felt Nick spread his ass. He squeezed the firm cheeks and moved his index finger over the puckering hole, rubbing gently. Zak arched his back when Nick began to lick his asshole with long swipes of his tongue. His hard cock curved against his stomach, leaking a steady stream of pre-cum as his asshole was stimulated. He rubbed the head as Nick tongued him, pressing his fingers against the underside of the crown.
Nick pulled away and sat back, grabbing the lube off the bed. He lay on his back against the pillows and slicked up his cock as Zak straddled his hips. He guided himself into his ass and rested his hands on his legs, watching the older man's face go slack with pleasure as he sank down. He remained still, stroking his lover's thighs as he waited for him to adjust. A moment later, Zak anchored his hands against Nick's chest and began to raise and lower himself. Blue eyes met brown as he rode him, the thick shaft nudging his prostate. He moaned as a hand gasped his erection, practiced strokes bringing him closer to the edge.
"Ohhhh. Fuck yeah, Nick, just like that. Shit, shit, shit."
"Cum for me, Zak. I want to see you." He twisted his wrist and slid his hand over the head as Zak fell apart, covering his hand in warm fluid. The older man stilled as Nick milked his cock, hissing when the flesh got too sensitive to be touched. He watched with hooded eyes as his younger lover licked his hand clean, then urged Zak off of him.
"Get on your hands and knees."
Zak moved into position, resting his upper body against the mattress and shaking his ass.
"Well? Are you just going to look, or do you plan to fuck me anytime soon?"
Nick ignored him and grabbed his waist to steady himself, sliding home in a single thrust. The new position allowed deeper penetration, and both men moaned with pleasure. Nick pumped his hips as he felt himself approaching the edge, and Zak pushed back against him. He flexed his anal muscles around the thick cock, causing Nick to let out a strangled groan. His thrusts sped up and became erratic as his orgasm roared through him. He slammed into Zak and stilled, his fingers digging into soft flesh as he emptied into his lover.
Nick pulled his softening cock out and flopped onto his back, throwing one arm across his eyes as tremors ran through him. He was vaguely aware of Zak dropping onto the bed and rolling on his side. He considered dragging him into the shower so that he didn't leak cum onto the sheets, but the older man was already half asleep. He pulled the blankets over his shoulders and ran a hand through the dark hair before getting out of bed and heading into the shower by himself. He thought about the upcoming evening as he soaped his body and washed his hair. By the time he had dried off and trimmed his goatee, he had the night planned out.
Zak awoke a couple of hours later to the beeping of his cell phone signaling an incoming text message. He blinked as he sat up, grabbing his phone and opening the message.
Hello, sleeping beauty -
Shower, shave, put on the clothes on the dresser and meet me on the beach at 6:00. I have a surprise for you.
Love, Nick
Zak was instantly curious. He thought about trying to find Nick and demand his surprise right then, but decided to follow instructions. He took a few moments to strip the bed and put on fresh sheets before he got into the shower. The warm water beating against his back and shoulders was relaxing, and as he cleaned himself, his mind drifted to what Nick could be planning. Alexa beat a steady tempo against his insides, as if she were urging him to hurry up and find out. Zak smiled and patted his stomach. "I hear you, baby girl. Let's go find out what your daddy is up to."
He climbed out of the shower and carefully dried himself before padding into the bedroom to get dressed. He pulled on a loose pair of black linen pants and cream colored button-down shirt. There were no particular shoes set out, so Zak decided to go barefoot. He raked his fingers through his hair, debating whether to spend time on it or not. Nick was always telling him that he liked his hair better in a natural state, so he shrugged and left it that way. A couple sprays of cologne finished his preparations, and he walked outside to find Nick. Written in the sand directly in front of the house were the words THIS WAY with an arrow pointing to the left. He went in the direction indicated, enjoying the feel of the sand beneath his bare feet. Although the sun was beginning to set, there was still plenty of light, and the soft breeze was warm and comfortable. He walked about ½ mile before he saw a table covered with flickering white candles. In the middle of the table set a small, gray velvet box. A note propped up next to it read OPEN ME.
Zak looked around, searching for his absent boyfriend. His hand shook slightly as he cracked open the box, revealing a stunning ring. The band was platinum with two sparkling diamonds flanking a pink diamond. The stones were set flat against the ring, and the inscription inside simply read Love, Nick.
"Like it?"
Zak jumped and whirled around in surprise as Nick walked out from behind an outcropping of rocks. He moved toward Zak, taking the box from his hands and removing the ring. He placed the box on the table and held the ring in one hand, the other reaching out to clasp Zak's. Brown eyes locked with blue as Nick began to speak.
"From the moment I saw you, I knew you would change my life. In ten short years, we've gone from friends to partners to lovers. You can drive me crazy and make me the happiest man in the world in the same breath, and I fall more in love with you every day. I can't picture my life without you. Will you marry me?"
Zak glanced from Nick to the ring and back again, unable to form words. After what felt like an eternity, his body finally responded to his brain screaming at him to do something and pulled Nick into a kiss. It was long, slow, and deep, and Nick responded eagerly. They broke apart, and Zak pulled back long enough to shove his left hand toward his boyfriend. Nick slid the ring onto his finger and smiled at him. "It looks perfect."
Zak ran a finger over his newest piece of jewelry. "How long have you been planning this?"
"A few months. It took some time to design the ring. I went back and forth on the band and type of stones and finally decided on this design. The two regular diamonds represent us, and the pink diamond is for Alexa." His face broke into a thousand watt smile. "It looks just as great on you as I thought it would."
Suddenly overcome with emotion, Zak placed a hand on the back of Nick's neck and tugged him forward until their foreheads were touching. His voice was thick with unshed tears when he spoke. "I love you, Nick, and I love our daughter. I can't wait to start our lives as parents. And just as soon as I lose this baby weight and don't look like I'm smuggling a watermelon under my shirt, we're going to get married because I can't imagine a single day without you."
The two men remained in each others arms, losing track of time as they exchanged soft kisses and the water gently lapped onto the shore.
