I own nothing related to WWE and only own my OC and anything unrecognizable in this story.

Author note: Sexy time and drama! Minor bits of daddy/kitten mixed in with the smut but not loaded with it. Sorry it's a little short, but the next chapter should make up for it I hope.

It was March twentieth and she was twenty-two weeks exactly. Addalyn turned sideways and pressed her dress down, frowning slightly at her belly. One day she thought it was cute and sweet, the next, like today for example, she felt fat and ugly. Dean's lack of attention wasn't helping. It wasn't exactly his fault. She was tired a lot again, and he was working a lot. But it bothered her that in the past three days they hadn't had sex or even cuddled. Hopefully tonight though, that would change. The corners of her mouth lifted up somewhat as she felt the babies fluttering around gently. This was the good fluttering she loved, not like the painful one in her chest. Pushing away that train of thought, she finished putting on make up and ran the brush through her auburn locks one more time before stepping out.

"How do I look?" she asked, spinning.

The last of response had her nervous as she spun back around, just to find him passed out. His shirt was thrown haphazardly on the floor, with his jeans unbuttoned and partially down his thighs. One boot was off and the other was half way toed off, hanging on the toes of his feet. She frowned but it turned into a smile as she got closer. Even exhausted, he was entirely too gorgeous. Despite the slight puffy circles under his eyes, the fact he lost a couple pounds again and was thinning out, and despite the fact they had such little time together lately, despite it all, he was still the best looking man in the entire world and no one would ever compare. She bit her lip and set about helping get him full undress, starting with his shoes, then his pants. Of course she took a moment longer than she probably needed to when she slipped him into clean boxers, enjoying the sight of his dick even when it was soft. There was nothing about him that wasn't perfection. He surprisingly didn't stir until she got him full on the bed, now changed, and was wrapping the blankets around him.

"Kitten? Oh shit!"

He jerked up, eyes shocked as she ran his hands through his hair.

"Shit, I'm sorry babe. I didn't mean to fall asleep!"

"Hey, calm down stud. It's okay," Addalyn assured him gently.

He groaned and she watched in worry as he held his face and shook his head.

"Baby, what's wrong?" she asked quietly.

"I'm sorry I've been working so much. Let me get dressed, I owe you this d-"

"What you owe me, is to get yourself feeling better and rested babe. I can tell you're exhausted and not doing well. All I want is for you to feel better," she said.

"Addy," he sighed.

He was trying so hard and that made her heart thump happily.

"Baby, just lay down and cuddle me, that's all I need from you," she murmured, "Please."

"Are you sure? We have the reservations and I can just slip into-"

"Dean, lay down."

Dean offered a small smile and laid back, and she climbed up the bed. Once he was comfortable, she slid beneath his arm and rested her cheek on his slightly fuzzy pectoral muscle.

"Addalyn, I'm really sorry," he murmured.

"It's okay baby. We're both tired, and you're working a lot more. It's only because of me and the kids that you have to do that, so I can't ever hold it against you. I do want to say though, thank you for working so hard for us," she replied.

Addalyn put forth as much emotion as she could to show just how much she appreciated him and what he was doing. He didn't say anything but she heart his heart quicken slightly beneath her ear. Without much thought, she started rubbing her fingers along the soft hairs over his chest, enjoying the texture against her fingers.

"You having fun there?" Dean rumbled.

"Mm-hmm, I always enjoy touching you, and you know I love your chest hair."

Her face was drawn up and azure eyes stared softly into her own hazel ones. His thumb started rubbing her lip and she felt a flicker of desire ignite in her belly as his face moved in close to hers. When their lips met, euphoria crashed down hard on her body. She practiced as much restraint as she possibly could, and settled for rubbing his scruffy cheek rather than tackling him. Suddenly a hand grabbed the back of her thigh tightly and pulled it over his hips, making her breath hitch and her heart race. She managed to resist pretty well, until he bit on her lower lip and suckled on it.

"Oh fuck," she whimpered, rutting against his hips for some relief.

Already she was incredibly hot for him and if the hardness growing against her inner thigh was a sign, he was too.

"Lay back, I've got a gift for you," he mumbled as he pulled away.

Intrigued, Addalyn laid on her back and watched as he went to the closet and came back with a small rectangular box, opening it to reveal two black suctioning objects. She stared in confusion.

"Undress," he instructed simply.

She quickly shucked off her dress and underclothes and laid back, breathing a little harder now as he looked over her lustfully.

"God you are so fucking gorgeous," he groaned, "Now, hold those beautiful tits still for me."

Blushing, she cupped her breasts. A gasp sounded as she realized he was putting the black things on her nipples.

"Not the traditional clamps. Didn't wanna possibly hurt you, being pregnant and all. These are suckers. Just.. just watch," he said with childlike delight on his face.

She bit her lip and took shallow, nervous breaths as he squeezed the bulb, causing a shocked whimper to rise when it literally sucked onto her nipple.

"Gonna get it tighter. Let me know when it's enough, okay baby?" he asked.

Addalyn nodded shakily. As he squeezed the bulb tighter, it felt better and better until it was almost pain.

"There," she breathed.

He nodded and started working on the other one. Her whole body felt like it was on fire at the sensations of constant sucking stimulation. She had to rub her thighs together from how much it was effecting her.

"Feel good?" he asked.

"Mm-hmm, okay, enough."

He let go of the bulb then confused her as he gave her a wicked smirk. Rather than responding to her confused look, he reached up to both suckers and pushed on the ends he hadn't touched.

"Oooh my god," she cried out.

Vibrations tingled through her nipples at such a pace her head fell back in shock.

"Damn kitten, I love that look on your face," he growled.

Addalyn's eyes popped open as Dean started biting and licking along the swell of her breasts, contrasting incredibly against the vibrations on her nipples. Flames licked all along her body, making her tremble and gasp in need as the stimulation on her breasts drove her close to the edge.

"P-Please," Addalyn gasped out.

"Please what kitten?" Dean rumbled.

"Please, I'm so close. Please make me cum," she begged.

There was silence as he pulled away, then suddenly he tugged her legs over his shoulders and his hot mouth was licking up her slit. She winced slightly at how strongly everything was hitting her, but she didn't want it to stop. The humming, the heat, the pleasure, it was all so much. Drunk from the bliss, she took hold of his hair and pulled him closer as her climax edged closer and closer.

"Fuck, Dean, oh-oh my fucking god. Mmmph. God you make me feel so good daddy! Please don't stop!" she cried.

His tongue kicked up a gear and suddenly she was shattering with his name on her lips. Loudly, she screamed his name over and over as she rutted into his mouth with tears streaming down her face. Next thing she knew, he shoved her back and slipped her legs into the crook of his arms and then was shoving in hard. Stars blinded her vision as he fucked her hard and fast, sure to hit her sweet spot with every thrust.

"Never," Dean snarled suddenly.

"H-Huh?" she managed to whisper, eyes opening slowly.

Her heart nearly burst as she saw how intently he was staring at her.

"Never stopping, you're mine, forever. I will always make you feel good, make you scream. Only for me kitten. Say it."

"Y-Yours for-forever," she stammered between moans.

"Fuck, yes!"

Dean leaned down and bit hard on her ear, effectively throwing her over again with a sobbing moan. His breath was hot and his voice raspy as he groaned her name and she felt his cum fill her fully. Panting, she wrapped her arms around him and held him close as he tried to move off.

"Babe? Are you okay?" he asked gently.

"'Just enjoying feeling you," she replied.

He chuckled and managed to wrangle himself from her grasp, but immediately pulled her over so they were making full body contact.

"Are you feeling the babies more?" he asked suddenly.

"Yeah, it's more consistent movements now, and bigger ones. Not too long and they should be felt from the outside."

"I can't wait," he breathed.

His fingers stroking her hair sent her into a quick, easy sleep where she dreamed of the two of them holding a newborn baby boy and girl.

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Addalyn frowned in her sleep as she heard and felt Dean chuckle. The hell was he doing up? Then she realized he was probably texting that mystery person. Ignoring the pain in her chest from her heart pounding, she cracked open her eyes just to see him on his side, facing away from her, with the phone lowered just enough she couldn't see anything except the light from the screen. She wanted to smack him, but she also wanted to steal the phone and see who had his attention so fully. She heard him sigh and he set his phone down, but didn't roll back to face her, instead curled up to a pillow that was by his stomach. That probably hurt more than him texting whoever because it made her feel like he didn't want to touch her. She got that sinking feeling in her stomach and strained her eyes shut as tears started to spill.