I own nothing related to WWE and only own my OC and anything unrecognizable in this story. This is my third "Serious" story that I have going, but I'm really digging it so it'll be updated sporadically.
Author note: Alright guys! Update on the babies, kind of, and a serious discussion. Oh and smut because ya'll know I gotta throw that in there. =]
"Alright Addy, if you'll just pull your shirt up, we can tuck this towel along your pant line and get started," Dr. Richards said.
She nodded and lifted the olive colored material to expose her very slightly rounded tummy. He helped tuck in the towel and then squirted warm gel on her stomach.
"Okay, so twins. We'll have to check both of them for any risks for heart defects and abnormalities. With neither of you having any known family members with chromosomal abnormalities that helps cut it down, but only after the blood test results come back and we compare with the ultrasound will we have an accurate chance of anything," the doctor explained as he moved the wand around.
He made a small noise of triumph and Addalyn looked up at the screen in excitement. Clear as day were two oblong sacs with a little form in each. Being only eleven weeks, they were still very tiny but already she could see a defined head, torso, and little nubs for arms and legs. Sniffing, she blinked away tears as a huge smile came to her face.
"Is- Is it too early to tell if they're boys or girls?" Dean spoke up, scooting closer.
"Yes, we can make a general guess after week nineteen but it isn't guaranteed even then."
"Right," Dean replied.
His warm hand slid over hers and she laced her fingers between his. Excited wasn't even a big enough word for what she was feeling. She was scared and nervous, and overly happy and wanting to meet them already.
"Here we have baby A's heart beat. I'm going to play it out loud."
Addalyn and Dean both stayed intently silent. Then they swooshing noise filled the room and tears broke through her strong wall.
"Now baby B's."
This one sounded a little faster.
"Baby A's heart rate is measuring 140 and Baby B's is 165."
"Is that good?" Addalyn asked.
Dr. Richards gave her a smile and nodded.
"Yes, that's in the normal range. Now I'm going to measure the babies necks and make sure there's no excess of fluids. That is a marker for future issues."
Addalyn bit her lip and suddenly felt extremely nervous. What if they found something? What all types of things were there? Their heart beats were good apparently, but could something still be wrong?
"Everything looks good. Baby A is measuring eleven weeks four days and baby B is eleven weeks two days. They're right on track and there seems to be nothing amiss. We will of course keep track and have another blood draw between sixteen and twenty weeks for the second stage of genetic testing. Also, we will do another ultrasound at nineteen or twenty weeks to do an anatomy ultrasound where we will most likely be able to guess the gender as I stated earlier. We have your fourteen week appointment set up, correct?"
"Yep, on the twenty-fifth," she replied, sitting up after he wiped her tummy off.
"Great. We'll call you if there is any reason for concern. So no news is good news in this case," Dr. Richards said.
"Thank you," she replied, shaking his hand.
Dean reciprocated the offered handshake and helped Addalyn rise, following the doctor back to the lobby.
...
Addalyn let out a small groan as she stretched and rolled over, wanting to sneak a peek at the sleeping man in her bed. When they got home, they'd tried to start something, but Addalyn had gotten so tired she requested to finish it later. Now she looked upon his sleeping face and couldn't help but just stare. He was so beautifully handsome. His hair was fluffed out around his head almost like a deceiving halo and his chiseled features were almost relaxed. She wasn't Dean was ever fully relaxed. He always had a slight edge to him, always on the watch. She reached up and thought about touching his slightly parted lips, but chose instead to crawl to her knees and lean over him, pressing a light kiss to his soft lips.
"Was wondering when you were gonna stop staring at me," he grumbled when she pulled away.
Turning bright red, she smacked his chest and he chuckled, opening those captivating blue eyes.
"Not my fault you're so good looking," she joked.
"Mm, guess I can't hold that against you huh?" he asked.
His arm snaked around her back and pulled her close, which she happily let him do, snuggling into his strong form.
"So, uh, Roman brought up something this other day," Dean said suddenly, sounding unsure.
"Oh yeah?" Addalyn replied, "What's that?"
He cleared his throat and she went to look up at him, but he pulled her head back to his chest. That was weird. Why didn't he want her looking at him?
"I just need your opinion?"
She nodded in understanding.
"I, uh, obviously never done the kid thing before."
As his spoke, the hand on her head started playing with her hair and his other hand found her hand lying on his chest and played with her fingertips.
"He said that for the sake of the kids we should consider getting married."
What? Wait, no... what?! The waver in Dean's voice told her she had to think hard about her response.
"Well, I mean, most people are generally married before they have kids yeah... but look at my mom and dad. They had an affair and my dad just left. So I mean... no, that was a bad example," she sighed, pulling out of his arms.
His face was bright red when she finally sat up right and looked at him.
"You want my opinion?" she clarified.
He nodded and she saw his form become even more tense if possible. To try to calm him, she swung her leg over his hips and settled on top of him with a small wiggle, earning a slight smile.
"I think, that while I wouldn't turn down a proposal," she blushed as she admitted that, but continued strongly, "Having kids is not a reason to get married. I wouldn't want you to propose to me to appease society. I would want it because you wanted to marry me. Kids requires cooperation, but marriage... that's like a life long deal to me. I don't want to follow my dad's footsteps, as much as I love him, and have three marriages and multiple affairs. Sooo, what I'm trying to say basically, don't listen to anyone else. I'm fine having kids with or without being married."
He became less rigid until he let out a sigh and fully relaxed back into the bed.
"Shit, I really got the best of the best with you huh?" he asked.
Blushing, she snickered and said, "If you think so. Besides, I was never the type of little girl that planned out marriages. I chose my future kids names, but never the wedding colors or anything."
His eyes opened and he cocked his head slightly.
"Does that mean you don't want to get married at all?"
"No, it's not that, it's just not a necessity. It's a beautiful ceremony and a big step, but at the same time, I don't need paper telling me who I love and want to spend my life with," she explained, then sighed as she thought about her last marriage discussion, "Seth and I had a discussion about marriage once. It was terrible. He told me he'd already planned everything out that he wanted, no matter who his bride was, and it had to be that way. And we had to get married if I wanted to stay with him past our early twenties because apparently he wasn't "going to play house and just shack up" with me."
Dean rolled his eyes and grabbed her arm, pulling her down so they were nose to nose.
"I'll have to remember to thank him when I'm beating the shit out of him next time. All his ridiculous perfectionist crap, led you right here with me," he said.
She battled her emotions but tears began forming anyway so she shut her eyes and kissed him softly.
"You're such a charmer," she whispered against his lips.
"Only with you baby. You bring out that sappy side of me."
She could feel her smile grow and bumped her nose into his, feeling the emotions calm enough that she could open her eyes again.
"You know something?" he asked.
"What?"
"You're a lot more mature for your age than you should be. You don't act like an old lady or anything, you're still very playful and fun, but at the same time you have such a level head."
"Unless pregnancy emotions take over, then screw logic," she joked.
He chuckled and said, "Yeah, but you can't exactly help that part."
"True that," she replied.
She kissed him again and his hands came down to the dip in her back and rested right above her bottom. It caused a stirring in her loins. She purposefully deepened the kiss and he groaned, pushing her hips down into his. Whimpering, she wiggled at his touch. He broke the kiss and they both panted for air as she opened her eyes to find his.
"It's fucking ridiculous what you do to me," he rasped, rocking his hips up.
Her eyes fluttered in delight as his hardening cock pressed through his jeans against her warmth with just underwear on her side.
"I like what I do to you," she whispered boldly.
He lifted an eyebrow as he smirked.
"Good, then you can help see me through it."
With his hands directing her hips, she rutted down against his erection and puffed out an excited breath in reaction. Chills tingled across her body as he let out a groan. It made her want him all that more, almost feeling as if she didn't have him she might cry. With the emotions she had, it might just happen.
"Lay down," he commanded.
She shook her head and saw his confused look.
"I- I just-"
"Don't by shy, tell me," he encouraged.
She swallowed thickly, hating her lack of experience making her question herself still.
"I just want you to fuck me," she finally said, "I want your cock in me right now."
She felt him shudder and she gasped as he thrust up against her.
"Are you sure? You know I don't mind, in fact I love-"
"Please," she murmured.
"Shit, okay, yeah," he said.
She scooted back and helped him undo his pants and pull them down. His thick cock was almost fully hard and she really wanted to suck it, but the need in her cunt won out as she stripped her own underwear.
"Shirt and bra too baby," he said.
She nodded and shed them too before climbing back over his lap. He reached between her legs and fingertips found her entrance, making her clench in response.
"Fuck kitten, you're already so wet," he growled.
"I want you," she managed to whimper as two fingers slipped in.
"Gotta make sure I won't hurt you baby. You're always so fucking tight."
She winced at the sudden intrusion but it was quickly lost as his fingers found her spot. Her fingers curled against his stomach as he worked her core loose. Mouth slackening, she felt a burning rush of pleasure storming her body.
"O-Oh god," She whimpered.
Her head fell back as she rode his fingers and her climax built fast.
"P-Please just fuck me," she keened.
"I am," he teased.
"No, please, need your cock in me," she whined.
Embarrassment prodded the back of her conscious but as his fingers withdrew and his dick head pushed in, she didn't care much. Planting her palms on his stomach, she pushed down hard, tearing a wanton moan from herself and him.
"Fuuuuck Addy," he groaned.
She couldn't reply, just worked her hips in a blind need, chasing that bright end.
"God baby, what's gotten into you? N-Not complaining but- but- oh shit baby," he gasped.
Her nails dug into his skin as his hands took a firmer grip on her hips. It was so close, she could taste it. But she needed something, just a little bit more. Suddenly is grip almost became painful as he held her still.
"Wha- Ahhh!"
He began thrusting up into her pussy and she whimpered. This was it. What she needed.
"So fucking beautiful Addalyn, need you to cum baby. Grab those sexy tits. Make yourself cum all over my dick kitten," he ordered shakily.
Without a second thought, she took hold of her breasts and pinched her oversensitive nipples.
"O-Oh Dean, god, yessss, don't- please don't fucking stop," she cried.
She heard his breath stutter and he grunted as his pace quickened, his thrusts becoming deeper and harder.
"Fuck kitten, you're gonna make me cum," he growled, "Cum for me!"
Suddenly one hand left her hip slightly to travel over and his thumb stroked her clit roughly.
"Fuck Dean!" she screamed.
Her orgasm struck hard and her head tossed back as she let out a high pitched scream as the bliss traveled to every inch of her body. She could feel tears streaming down her face as she nearly sobbed his name.
"S-Sh-Shit Addy, gonna cum," he groaned.
What little sense she had left understood what he said and she rocked into his thrusts, wanting to help him feel as good as she did. Apparently it worked because he let out a howling moan and buried his cock deep in her core, so much so that it hurt slightly, but she held back on showing the pain, relishing in the feel of his throbbing dick as he panted her name. His hips gave and fell back to the bed, causing her to follow and collapse on him. Part of her realized she might be hurting him, but the other part of her craved this.
"D-Do you need me t-to move?" She asked between breaths.
"No," he growled deeply, wrapping her up and holding her close.
Smiling, she snuggled into his body and placed a kiss on his pectoral muscle.
"If this is how sex is going to be from now on when you're pregnant, you might need to have a few more of my kids," he said randomly.
Shock hit her, but then she just started laughing. She shouldn't be surprised by his comments like that anymore.
"Let's get through this one first stud."
There was a pause before his hand came up and started playing with her hair.
"Do you'd have more kids with me?" he asked softly.
She could hear curiosity and also insecurity in his tone.
"Course I would," she admitted, "Probably couldn't choose a better daddy for my kids."
His breath drew in sharply and she loved that she made him speechless, grinning against his skin before kissing him again.