A/N:
Theme for part 8/9: PREGNANCY HORMONES okay, that didn't surprise anyone, but I meant HARRY'S PREGNANCY HORMONES!
...who am I kidding, he's just horny :E
SuperDuperExtraLarge (approx. the size of Ron's belly) thanks to dear Cloudy who sacrificed his time AGAIN in order to make this story a better one :3
As usual, there's more at the end of the fic!
/* Oh, oh! I forgot to mention that all the details presented here about pregnancy and/or about foetuses are from my head! I haven't checked my facts! Please, don't be pissed off at me! */
Extra(crispy)Warning: There are very Mature Themes in this chapter, almost too ripe! BEWARE! There's also a pregnant man in this story! Should I also warn about slash?
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns the Potters, not me. I'm just playing with them. Don't sue!
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Chapter 9: 8/9
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Ron had trouble breathing. He tried to roll over but changed his mind immediately, rolling back onto his left side — he could breathe even less while lying on his back. Harry's hand that was curled around his chest didn't help at all.
"Geroff me!"
"Wha?"
"You're killing me!"
"What?!"
Harry sprang up immediately, searching for the intruder in the bright wand light. When he didn't see anything disturbing, he turned his attention back to Ron who was gulping for air.
"'S matter?"
"Can't breathe," Ron wheezed.
"What can I do?!"
"You can come back here," Ron grunted. "Just turn your back on me; I need to keep my arm higher."
Harry did as he was told, and soon Ron's heavy arm lay on top of him.
"Is it helping?"
"Yeah, loads."
"Brilliant!"
Ron's left hand dangled in front of Harry's eyes and before he noxed his wand, he saw the gold band glinting on the ring finger. He fell down onto his pillow, smiling ecstatically.
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The next days were hard on Ron and even harder on Harry. Ron walked around like a duck, and Harry kept hovering around him almost trying to carry him all over the place. Ron was not amused.
It was also hot. Ron kept nagging about 'carrying a radiator', and Harry guessed the baby was generating a lot of heat. On the other hand, because of the heat, Ron wore only a minimum amount of clothes, and Harry got plenty of eye-fulls of his round, sweaty belly.
He hadn't mentioned it to Ron, but the belly made him horny all the time. It was something he didn't want to think about too much. He wasn't having any inappropriate feelings towards their child; instead, he was getting kicks from the fact that Ron was having their child and carrying it inside of him. Enclosed in that huge tummy. Under that stretched skin that was glistening with the ointment Harry had been rubbing on it every day at every chance he got.
Umm, as previously mentioned, Harry didn't want to think about it too much — it just kept his cock semi-erect 24/7.
Which created another problem, since they couldn't have proper sex anymore.
"I want you to fuck me!"
Ron was huffing and puffing while Harry wanked him from behind. Harry's pulsating cock was buried between Ron's buttocks; boxer covered buttocks mind you, because Harry had said no. It was clear now, from which opening Ron had gotten pregnant, and Harry was worried he could actually bump the baby loose. Ron had laughed at him, saying that he was an idiot because they had already been fucking every single day, multiple times per day, since the impregnation, and nothing bad had happened.
Still, Harry had said no. He was happy to slap Ron's monkey anytime, or preferably blow him, but no fucking.
And all Ron really wanted was that gorgeous, hard prick to penetrate his ass roughly — over and over again. Not just vibrate between his butt cheeks — although it's not that Ron had anything against that, either, but it just wasn't the same. Not the real thing.
"That's it! Tomorrow, we're going to see that healer."
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The healer didn't look happy. In fact, Ron got the feeling that he wanted very much to call the security as soon as he saw them. It probably had something to do with the fact that they had started to grope each other the last time they'd visited St Mungo's. Technically, it had been Harry who had gone on his knees for Ron; but nevertheless, Ron wasn't a man who would let his husband take all the guilt.
"Do you promise to keep your hands to yourselves?" the healer asked nervously.
"Of course," Harry assured him. "By the way, it's perfectly normal to—"
"I don't want to hear about it! I don't care what you do in your home as long as you stay civil when you're in my hospital!"
Harry and Ron glanced at each other. Behind the healer, Ron made a wanking gesture with his fist. Harry rolled his eyes.
"Okay, we just want to know if the baby could possibly be hurt if we... well, if we do the thing-that-must-not-be-named," Ron asked. "I know that he couldn't, but Mr Fancypants here thinks that he might."
"Of course not!" the healer snorted. "Firstly, if you are not directly touching the abdomen, the foetus can only feel the big movements: shaking and swaying and so on. Usually this does not harm the foetus. That is why there is amniotic fluid in the uterus."
"Yeah?" Harry said, half annoyed and half eager — after all, there was a possibility that he could fuck Ron in half an hour. "And secondly?"
"Secondly," the healer said, quirking his eyebrow, "It's not that big."
"Excuse me?!"
"The foetus is attached approximately in the middle of the descending colon, even a donkey couldn't reach that far. No offense, Mr Potter."
"None taken," Harry and Ron said together, eyeing each other slyly. The healer fled the room.
As soon as they got home, Harry waved his wand, banishing their clothes. He started by snogging Ron thoroughly; lavishing his face, chin, throat, and chest with languid wet and extremely sloppy kisses. He didn't dare try the bed since it was clear that it wasn't a good idea for Ron to lie on his back. Instead, Harry laid Ron gently on the sofa and settled himself between his legs.
Ron was hard as hell and almost came when Harry finally thrust in.
"Oh, feels so good," Harry grunted, stroking Ron's legs that were propped against his chest.
"Been — too — long," Ron kept gasping for more air.
"You all right?" Harry asked, trying to focus. He wasn't worried about the baby anymore; he was worried about Ron's breathing.
"DON'T YOU DARE STOP NOW!" Ron bellowed, clutching Harry's arms so tight his fingernails cut into the skin. "So close, soclosesoclose..."
Harry kept the steady pace, only adjusting the angle and whacking Ron's cock a couple of times. When Ron came, he exhaled so many expletives that even Harry startled a bit. Fortunately, he didn't have time to think it over because seeing Ron come apart under him, because of him, made his dick explode and all of his muscles flex for a few glorious seconds before they turned into marshmallow.
Ron kept caressing Harry's back for a long time before Harry regained his consciousness.
"Atta boy."
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End Notes:
Thank you for reading this far, and I hope you'll review, too!
Misery-loathes-Company: Ahaa, I'll be bothering you after Cloudy gets sick of me and refuses to beta anymore :P I actually re-uploaded the last chapter after he did his magic :) Thank you for your nice words, I hope you liked this update too :)
Raven Potter Weasley: I know! :D It must be the only time in their lives x)
Eryk Lestrange: No, I won't correct you because you are 100 % right! Gwenog Jones is a famous Holyhead Harpies player, and Ginny's been idolizing her since she was a little girl. Nowadays she does more than idolizes her :P Hermione met Gwenog in Slughorn's Christmas party on book six! And yes, it did take too much time, sorry. But fyi, I have the last chapter already started and I'm on summer holiday all of July so hopefully *crossing my fingers* I'll be able to finish Anomaly soon! :D ...umm, if you promise not to tell anyone, I'll let you in a secret: I've already translated Chapter 11 on WG! I just have to re-read it before sending it to Cloudy and then I can post it :D (I seem to remember that you have been commenting that fic too :3)
alykat14: Haha, no action on last chapter. Some action on this chapter, though. Was this satisfactory? :P
Shadowpsykie: Aw, I'm super glad you liked this one :3 Well, technically one of them (or both of them, heaven forbid!) could be pregnant but maybe not just now :D I guess they were (un)lucky ;)
Bottle-Blues: Now you know what happens! Harry likes big bellies!1 Well, it was fairly given, wasn't it :P And, I'm glad you like the story :3
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Thank you for your WONDERFUL reviews, I love you guys! :3...but OMG, have you realised, there's only one chapter left after this one? I'd better make it a good one... O.O
