YES. EXAMS ARE OVER. TIME TO POST LIKE CRAZY.

"This isn't a good idea." A lady whispered.

" No, I think this is a brilliant idea." The man replied.

" But she's asleep. What if I wake up and see this?" The lady urgently reminded.

" No.. no .. just look. Look at you. How far you've come. You're amazing. So please don't worry, you already know that." The man reassures her.

This was followed by the sound of a kiss.

A sigh of contentment.

"Let's go." The lady persuaded.

Footsteps.

I refused to look at him as we stood off the beaming pad, instead, I strutted to my room.

" Okay now you're upset." He stated.

" Yes, I am." I replied bluntly. Then I started weeping, which soon turns to crying.

He doesn't ask. Wrapping his arms around me, he carried me back to my room and he places me onto the bed.

I reached for the vase on my dresser and removed a red rose from the blue glass. Its stalk dripped a little over my hands from the water that i had put in the vase.

"Is this bad of me?" I sniffed.

His lips which have never stopped kissing my temples paused before his long slender finger reached under my chin.

" Love, you're wonderful, which automatically makes anything you do wonderful." He replied sensitively as he places yet another kiss over my jaw.

"No, stop patronizing me." I ordered.

His whimper resounded in the room, he reached delicately for my hand as he looks into my eyes directly.

" Sweetheart. It makes you want this more. It makes you strong. It gives you a goal.. to look forward to something.. to us. this. Of course it's not bad. It also leads you to your husband, which is very not bad." Tom smiles sheepishly at me from under his curly hair.

A sharp pain pierces through my abdomen. I cringe, my hands reaching for the pain almost responsively.

Tom's eyebrows arch in surprise.

" Shhh shh. That's number one's way of saying ' Don't forget me, Mummy!' " He teases, rubbing the spot that the child had kicked.

"I've missed my baby, but I don't miss the morning sickness." I pouted. "How did past me do in that department?"

" Oh, love, you should have seen yourself. You're wonderful. You're just like yourself, except more jumpy and then when you learnt of the child.. you.. well let's just say you became way more careful. You're beautiful by the way, I just want to thank you for even giving me a chance at fatherhood." His lips cover my jaw once more furiously, one hand over the bump on my abdomen and another under my neck.

I squeaked once before dabbing his nose. "YOU did this to me. Gosh I hate you so much."

"I know love, I'm so very sorry.." He pacified.

My hand landed on his cheek playfully, but also painfully smacking him.

My purr was like that of one would picture a cat would emit while killing a bird.

" Ouch." He yelped once, softly. And then his yelp quickly melts into a smile.

" Smack me as much as you want love, nothing can amount to the pain that you will bear for me and my child." He replies earnestly as he takes my hand once more, laying it over his face. " You may hit me some more.. as much as you like." He solemnly remarks.

My heart went " awww" but obviously I'm not letting him know that.

"Okay enough. Go get me some pudding." Pushing him off the bed, I rolled over and hogged most of the blanket.

He sighs, standing at the foot of the bed, looking down at me in his half naked glory.

" Gosh I can't get over how gorgeous you are." He sighs, walking out of the room.

The kitchen was two stories down and I obviously didn't expect him to return within at least ten minutes, so I reached into my drawer for my vibrator and shoved it into my already wet core. Oh yes. I've missed the vibrating very very much.
Mmmm..

Oh. Mmm

I can feel it in my ..

ah... ah yes... mm..

A gasp.

" Darling!" He exclaims, placing the pudding on the dresser which was beside my side of the bed.

"How can you start without me?" He whines dejectedly, a tear escaping his eye.

I giggled. " You're a really really good actor, have I told you that?"

He winks once at me before replacing my hand on my vibrator.

"Okay, you eat.. and you let me play with you. Mmm?" He states rather excitedly.

" Yea, but don't push too much or you'd have yourself a premature baby all over our new bedsheets." I warned, reaching for my chocolate pudding.

Goodness. This is heaven. Tom Vibing me as I eat his pudding.

I purred, stuffing another spoonful into my mouth.

" Mmm..." I whimpered, my core clenching in. I felt his smug smile, which made me smile.

"Oh... oh god.." I writhed with his arm between my legs. "Tom..."

My spoon slid out of my hand as I clenched onto the bedsheets.

" Shh, enjoy." was all he said.

The very very prominent hard thing rubbing against my thigh was evidence of him selflessly ignoring his needs for me.

Then I felt the metal tip touch my lips. Gosh he was feeding me now..

" Open.." He commanded gently, to which I oblige and then he pushes in a spoonful of chocolate pudding.

As I felt it slide around my mouth and my vibrator twisting inside of me, coaxing all sorts of unnatural and inhuman noises, he undid my buttoned .. well.. his shirt which i am wearing.

I felt a wet kiss on my lips and something cold hit the tip of my nipples. My eyes shot opening, then I realised he was smearing the pudding all over my chest.

Lowering his lips, I felt his tongue dart out in long languid motions to scoop up the food.

"Oh gosh..." My hips bucked as I felt another wave of pleasure hit me.

Dragging his tongue wasn't enough for him ( apparently ) to which he now starts to suck, and kiss and all while i felt that gorgeous rough stubbled chin across my exposed and cold breasts.

" I promise I licked them clean love." He whispers into my ears. "Don't hold back.. don't wait for me.. just.. if you feel like it.. anytime now... just... let me know... good girl.. that's it... mmm.. gorgeous.. darling you have no idea how perfectly erotic this is. strangely. to me." He coaxes, pushing the tip of my vibrator against that rough spot on the upper part of my canal.

I squeaked audibly enough for him to notice, panting, salivating probably, all over the place.

My panting gradually died down.

He removes my vibrator, now stained with a little bit of blood and cum.

His eyes widened, alarmed.

" I.. love.. darling you.. I'm so sorry.. I've made you bleed.. it's my fault.. I'm sorry-"

"- It's normal to bleed while doing this actually.. it means everything's working right.. Don't apologize.." I stopped him halfway.

Blinking those gorgeous lashes a few times, he mouths an " Oh." before popping my vibrator in his mouth, taking his time to get between every vein carved on the plastic.

"Tom, darling, you're sucking a dick."

" That dick has your juices on it, so yes, yes I am."

I smile.

" Maybe it's time to take care of.. your problem?" I request, grabbing his manhood over his boxers.

" Eeeee, as tempting as it sounds, maybe not. You need rest. Please? rest, for me, and the child."

I pout.

" Are you seeing someone else who can take care of the problem?" I challenged.

" What.. No. No. I wouldn't let anyone else touch me other than you." He states firmly and sincerely.

" Give me your phone." I request, to which he quickly fetches it and passes it back to me.

I scrolled through his messages and his phone calls and his contact list... Chris.. Chris E.. Chris H.. Chris with the cat... Bendy Dick... wait what?

" Who is bendy dick?" I asked.

" It was benedict cumberbatch's nickname when he was still in school.. don't worry I'm not gay." He reassures me while feeding me another mouthful of pudding.

"Sometimes I wished you were gay with Chris Hemsworth. Well... then again.. thousands of people did.. on Tumblr." I admitted, still scrolling.

"Tumblr. Again with that website. What is it.. where perverts meet?" He retorted, finishing the rest of the pudding.

"We're worst than perverts. We are educated in arts.. sexuality.. history.. music.. mythology.. but when we see british men, we are reduced to ASDFGHJKL and OMGOMGOMG and ICAN'TEVEN." I recited from memory that epic tumblr post I saw.

"Ehehehehehehehe!" He rumbled beside me as he kissed my forehead over and over.

" Yea.. we reblog that too."

"I'm sorry, I don't understand?"

"Your laughter. We reblog, turn it into captions and gif images.. and record it as our ringtones. Your army. Remember?"

" Ah. To an extent that is very very creepy."

" I did that."

" Yea but you're my wife, it's fine for you to do that."

" Wait till you hear about the sherlock fandom" I giggled.

"Tell me more love."

" Their ringtones are all moaning." A/N Kudos if you get this reference

" Moaning?"

"Yes. Like .. 'Ohhh' It's even worse when it's an incoming call.. it goes 'oh.. oh... oh.. oh...oh.." but I think it should be modified in the end.. to "Ohh... fuck i'm coming.. oh.. oh yes I came" I said.

"Eheheheheheheheheeheh!"

" Yea.. welll, that's the shit we get up to."

" Ah. That comforts me, the knowledge my wife knows so much about this."

"Is that sarcasm Sir?"

" Ahh, not against you love." He smears a long wet kiss over my temple.

"Mmm, I'm sleepy."

"Okay.. sleep.. goodnight wife. I love you so so much."

" Tom, could you kiss me till I fall asleep?"

" Of course love."

Without further ado, he attaches his lips to mine, moving gently as he sighs.

I welcomed sleep, and when I did sleep, I had strange dreams.

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