Pregnant reader. Dom Jiraiya here to mess you up lol.

You don't like to bother people.

Least of all your boyfriend.

You sit on the couch, alone in the dark as you contemplate what to do. At the moment you're only a month away from your predicted due date. You're quite large around the middle and the little thing is kicking you like crazy. To top it all off you got a really intense craving for katsu flavoured pretzel bites with chocolate strawberry ice cream. All of which is located at the convenience store a couple of blocks away.

This is where your dilemma lies. Jiraiya, your boyfriend, hates it when you leave at night. It didn't matter if you woke him up and told him you were leaving or left without saying anything he knew and he didn't like it. He's worried something will happen to you and the baby. But you don't want to bug him with your antics.

He's got enough on his plate.

What if you annoy him?

You don't want to do that. He might leave you for being so needy. Then you have to raise the baby alone.

These fears have plagued you since you found out eight months ago. You and Jiraiya were just a casual thing back then. It wasn't about feelings other than sexual for a long time. You went on dates with him but they weren't anything deeper than dinner at an average restaurant or drinks. You mostly just met up with him to get to the sex. But you got pregnant. And he told you he was willing to do this.

Things were quickly set in motion. He found a house to rent so you and him had a decent space to live together in and still have room for the baby. He goes shopping with you for getting the nursery set up. He gave up travelling. He's taking less dangerous missions as he worries about meeting his child. He insisted you don't even take D rank missions. But if you aren't making money he's got a lot to do.

This just... wasn't the plan. You have grown to love Jiraiya now that the relationship was forced from casual fuck buddies to soon to be parents. All the downtime together even before this happened was really fun. The dates were already going from pleasantries before sex to getting to know each other and having a really good time.

But you never had expected or planned to have a child. Let alone a child with him. He said from day one that he wasn't interested in being a father or having a family. He's got a reputation for being an eternal bachelor for a reason. He wasn't about commitment. Neither were you. But... shit happens. You were terrified to tell him but it was the right thing to do.

Jiraiya didn't react as you thought he would. His eyes went wide. He paced around back and forth as he pushed his bangs back away from his face as he thought. After about a minute he stopped in front of you and said he's ready. He won't be a deadbeat. He'll take care of you and his unborn baby.

But even if he was always confident and assured you, a seed of doubt kept growing inside of you along with the baby.

What if you become too much? What if he just looks at you tomorrow and tells you to get out? He doesn't want to be a dad and you're ruining his life.

You exhale slowly as you try to calm down. You don't want to wake him. Plus when you get worked up over this subject the baby bruises your insides and displaces ribs. Down the hall the soft snores of your boyfriend are consistent and undisturbed. You wipe away the tears streaming down your face.

You need your snacks. You're so tired but you can't sleep while aching to have something so much you can almost taste it.

It's really noisy tonight with the wind storm. The wood is creaking. The vents are groaning. The low howls of the wind hitting and brushing the walls is rather loud. He won't even notice. Just slip out then back in. You heave yourself to your feet, biting back a grunt.

You bundle up and open the front door. The hinges groan and grind against each other to moan low and loud. Sigh. That's gonna need fixing. It's hard to sneak out when the door sounds like a cat yowling. If the store has it perhaps you should buy some lube for metal.

As quietly as you can you slip out of the not so small crack you made in the entryway. Then you shut the door behind you. The wind decided to play games with you and you jumped as the door suddenly swung closed. You held it steady before it could slam against the frame and shut it, turning the knob to avoid the loud click it makes when the mechanisms push into place.

It was difficult to fight the wind. It was strong enough to have to take wide steps and lean forward to get a little momentum. A task made much harder with a baby belly. One wrong step and you'll go tumbling. The glow of the convenient store lights grow closer slowly but steady.

You make it to the doors and push them open. The familiar jingle of the bell rings above your head. The clerk smiles at you. He knows you very well by now. He greeted you like always and went back to flipping through his book.

You find the ice cream you want and grab it. From there you toddle over to the chip section and look around. Hm... what did you want again? Looking at all the chips and crackers is really distracting you. So many flavours.

The bell above the door jingles again. For a moment the background noise of the howling wind becomes louder as the open doors let it creep in. It becomes soft again when the door shuts. You hardly pay it mind as you pick out the pretzels you want. As creepy as some other night owls can be, they keep to themselves.

"Babe!"

Unless they're your boyfriend.

You look to your left to see Jiraiya standing at the end of the aisle. He looks tired. He looks a tad peeved. Guilt gnaws at you. You messed up again.

"I didn't mean to wake you." You whisper as he approached.

"I heard the door. You didn't close it all the way and the wind blew it back open." He said. His hand lightly strokes your arm. "I was so scared when I got up to see you weren't there. You gotta stop doing that to me."

Tears well and overcome the brim of your eyes. They fall down your face. You feel awful. You never meant for this to happen. All you wanted was ice cream and pretzels! But should you even spend his hard earned money on such stupid things?

"Oh." Jiraiya was surprised by your intense reaction. "I'm sorry, babe. I didn't mean to make you feel bad."

"Just forget about it! Let's just go!" You say as you shove the food onto the shelf and walk around him.

"Wait!" He grabbed your arm and pulled you back. "Come here."

You stumble against him and your face presses against his chest. His arms wrap around you. You whine and it's muffled. He rubs your back in slow sweeping motions. You cling to his shirt as you sob into it. He doesn't say anything for a while as he holds you. After gently kissing your head he asks you something.

"You want your snacks?"

"Mhmm." You hum as you nod your head.

"Let's get your snacks and head home. Okay?"

"Okay..."

Jiraiya released you. The first thing you saw after being snuggled against his chest was his smile. He wipes away your tears. You try and smile back but it's hard. He grabs your hand with one of his and with the other he grabs your chosen foods. He leads the way to the till and buys them for you. The cashier smiles and rings it through. He's been quiet the whole time you sobbed in his store but didn't say anything. He's been witness to similar situations between you and Jiraiya before. By now he must be used to it.

Your lovely boyfriend escorts you home. The wind has died down. The walk home was easier. Jiraiya set you back down on the couch. He got you a spoon for your ice cream and wrapped the blanket that's always left on the back of the couch. After that he plunked down onto the cushion beside you and sighed. He leans back into it and shuts his eyes.

You poke around your ice cream with pretzels on top. It's everything you wanted. You look over at Jiraiya, who is breathing deeply and close to falling back asleep.

"I'm sorry..." You mutter.

"For what?"

You freeze in surprise. You didn't think he was awake enough to answer. He opens his eyes again and looks at you. You sink back into the couch with a hand on your middle.

"I-I know I'm a lot. And... I'm sorry."

"You aren't a lot, babe. You're pregnant with my baby." Jiraiya replies. "You're allowed to act like this."

You burst into tears. Why is it so hard to believe it? He pulls you against him again, guiding your face to rest against his chest again.

"I don't want you to go!" You sob.

"I'm not going anywhere. I promised you I wouldn't."

"I don't want you to feel like you have to be with me."

"What do you mean, babe?"

"You... said..." You trail off as you brace your bump. "You never wanted children. I just... feel like I'm dragging you down with all the things you don't want in life."

"Look at me."

You don't got much choice. Jiraiya put his hand under your chin and gently pushed it up. You lock eyes with him. He's calm and collected. He swipes his thumb over your cheek, banishing another tear from staining your face.

"I love you." He said. He ran his fingers through your hair. Then moved it down to rest on your bump. "And I love this kid. Both you and them mean the world to me now."

"Really?"

"Yes really. When I told you I wasn't looking for a family when we first met I was..." He trailed off as he thought on the right way to put it. "I wasn't in the best place. I probably shouldn't have started out saying that to you. I was struggling getting over someone and never thought I'd find anyone better to start a family with."

"What changed? Me?"

"Yeah. I admit I was being a coward. I grew to love you the longer we went out but wasn't sure where you were. Then you tell me I knocked you up... I just... It's not the most traditional way to go about a relationship but I'm glad it happened."

Well now you're crying for a different reason. Jiraiya knows what to say when it counts the most. You cuddle up to him, holding onto him tightly as you cry. He held you too, interrupting your sobs with kisses.

Your tears stop as the kiss deepens. His warm hand rests on your thigh and rubs like how he always does when he's enticed. Your tongue meets his. His fingers stroke closer to your inner thigh. He pulled back.

"We shouldn't be doing this." He uttered quietly.

"Why not? I want you to."

"I don't want to hurt you or baby."

"What? You think you're that big?"

His cheeks turn red. You smile, amused by his reaction. He stands and grabs your hands.

"I'll give you something to smirk about, little girl!"

You squeak as you get whisked away to the bedroom. Once at the side of the bed he resumes kissing you. He makes quick work of undressing you. But you hesitate when he gets to your shirt.

"What is it? You changed your mind?"

You shake your head. You tug on the hem of your shirt.

"I'm not exactly... as pretty as I was."

"Oh shush up! I've fucked you right side up after you survived that explosion I'll fuck you right side up when you're pregnant."

Now you turn red. Jiraiya chuckles as he grabs the hem of your shirt and pulled it off of you. Lastly he pulls of your bra. This is what he likes best right here. You. Naked and blushing. Eager for him to touch. Better get to it.

"Oh!" You gasp.

You grab onto his shoulders for stability. He wasn't going to waste time. His fingers got to work, rubbing against your sex slowly. You're already wet. His fingers massage from one end to the other. His middle finger strokes along the most sensitive areas without actually prodding in.

"Feeling good?" He whispers.

"Yeah!"

You tug on his shoulders and beg for a kiss. He gives it to you. His lips lock with yours and you make out with him. You pull off his top layers. His warm bare skin greets yours. His toned flat stomach presses against your round one. A finger pushed inside of you. You quiver from the wash of pleasure it gives you. You run your hands down his chest. Then down his sides. You reach the worn fabric of his favourite pyjama pants.

"Oh? Eager, babe?" Jiraiya asks, his voice now breathless and husky from arousal.

"Just returning the favour."

He's stiff under the fabric. With yore belly you can't really press your body against his like you once could. Usually you can feel the tent against your leg or waist depending on where you're standing. The last time you and him had sex you still could. That was when you barely had a bulge at the beginning of your pregnancy. Ever since he's been focused on less dangerous missions at a more frequent pace to keep a steady income.

Jiraiya pushed you back and you fell onto the bed. It was a short drop and was harmless to you and baby. You sit there, thighs rubbing as you watch him undress. You want him. One of your hands slips to your pussy. It's in desperate need of relief. You mimic the way he was touching you while you watch him. You keep your middle braced with your other hand. It's mostly out of habit now. But it does ground you in a way. The baby isn't kicking anymore. They're calm as mommy gets some positive stimulation.

"You're so sexy like that." Your partner praises. He's standing in front of you, jerking his erection to the same pace you're touching yourself. His palm rests on the side of your head, indecisively flexing as he wonders if he wants your mouth to be stuffed. "Wet and eager for me to fuck. You're already pregnant with my baby and it's not enough for you is it?"

"N-No!" You answer. You grab his hips and lick your lips as his hard cock is at your eye level. "I need more!"

A growl leaves his throat a cross between a snarl and a moan. To your surprise he stepped away from you.

"Jiraiya?" You question as he walks away to the dresser.

He turns his head back to you and smirks. He opens the decorative box that's kept atop the piece of furniture. He grabs something out of it and returns to stand in front of you. He bends down and slides the toy he grabbed between your legs.

"You're so wet. I probably don't need any lube." He said with a laugh.

You gasp as gentle vibrations attack your clit. He grabbed one of your vibrators and was holding it against the place you really want some stimulation. You know which one by the shape of it. Its phallic shaped but not very big. It's got a curve to it designed to stimulate the g spot.

"Don't push it in too deep, babe. I want that all for me." Jiraiya dropped his voice to a whisper.

You grip the handle and whimper. He stands back up and runs his fingers through your hair. They stop at the crown of your head. You don't need to be told what to do. You stare into his eyes, which are darker with lust. You open your mouth and the corner of his mouth twitches up. He pushes his erection inside of your awaiting mouth.

"You're a good girl. You don't have to be told what I want." He praises you.

You crank up the intensity of the toy. Strong vibrations attack and further stimulate your sex. To give everything a little extra attention you slide the head of the toy from your entrance back to your clit. As he requested you don't push it inside of you. As badly as you want to, you also want to obey him. It's more arousing that way.

Even with his cock in your mouth you still make fairly loud noises. They're muffed but not quiet. Jiraiya wasn't interested in giving you control. He held your head tightly as he fucked your mouth. It's fast and hard. You choke on it as he forces your face to meet his pelvis. It's never for long and you keep up with it. The toy in your hand is getting tested to its limits as you keep turning it up and teasing your insides with it.

"Hn!" You cry out as best you can.

Your legs clamp together and you tense up. An orgasm rocks through you. Above you your partner hisses and pauses, making sure your face is buried against his pubes as you cum. He's still rock hard inside your mouth. It's throbbing for more.

When you relax he pulls out. There's a pop as you stuck hard on it until the head is released from your lips. His hand grabs your chin and he lifts your head so you look him in the eye. His thumb moves back and forth in a small caress.

"You're sexy when you do that. But what made you cum? Me or the toy?"

"You!"

"Are you sure?"

You nod vigorously.

"Okay. I believe you." Jiraiya said with a smile. "What do you want me to do now?"

"Fuck me, baby!"

His smile grows. Nothing gets him more excited than making you beg. It looks even better with you pregnant. He adjusts the grip on your chin to slide down and pinch your neck. It's a light grip but still threatening.

"Where do want my cock, baby mama?"

"Inside of me!"

"Inside of where~?"

You're burning hot now. He's really pushing you. You grind against the toy as you ponder the answer that will arouse him the most. He grabbed it and threw it out of your reach. His fingers press against there instead and he asks again. This time his lips press against your ear and he whispers the question in a tone that sends shivers up your spine.

"Where do you want it?"

Your breath hitches. It's hard to gulp down the gathering saliva in your mouth with his hand around your neck.

"Where?!"

"Fuck me!" You shout. "Fuck my pussy, daddy!"

Hot air washes over your ear and neck. Jiraiya let out a noise that was all air. It could hardly be heard but it was a soft perverted moan. He enjoyed that a little too much. You may live to regret awakening a new kink in him.

He released your neck and hook a hand around each of your legs behind the knees. He forced them wide apart. You lean back to keep a centre of balance. First the tip of his hard on pressed against your entrance.

"Ah!" You call out.

In a single thrust he's buried inside of you to the base. His expression is that of pure bliss. He let go of your legs. You watch him, panting in and out slowly as he adjusts. His warm rather large palm rests on your middle.

"Still looking good, babe." Jiraiya said much more sweetly. "You feel great."

"S-So do you!"

He smiles. Then he moves his hips. Both you and him gasp. It's better than expected. Your arms are already strained placing a majority of your weight on them. With the added force of his thrusts they are shaking. His only mode of countering your weight is his gentle grip on your middle.

You yelp. Jiraiya wasn't going full force. At first he was doing it with some reservations to see how you are handling it. But it feels so good and you are enjoying it! He just kicked up up a couple of notches. Your shaky limbs can't handle it! You collapse onto your back as your arms give in. You moan and cry out his name with every breath.

"You like that?" He asks.

"Yeah!"

"I knew you would." He pauses and slaps your ass. "You love it when I fuck you, don't you?"

"Yes! Jiraiya! Yes!"

"I know, babe~! How else did you end up like this?"

He bends over and drags his tongue on the top of your baby belly. The tips of his hair drag along your skin in the wake of his tongue. It's tickling you and it's a different sensation unlike what else is happening to you. His dark eyes are watching you with a mischievous lusty glint. His tongue flicks off your skin and he licks his lips. His fingers squeeze your ass. He digs the tips right into the meat of your bottom. Anchored to his whim he fucks you harder.

The only sounds echoing around the house are that of pleasure. The wet slap of skin against skin every second beat for beat. Jiraiya grunting and gasping for air. You huffing for air between short gasping moans. You cling to him when you can. But it's hard when he's pounding you hard enough to bruise and it's jostling you. Thankfully it's not irritating any of your baby aches. At the moment they're all soothed as you focus on getting off with your boyfriend.

Your world shifts. You cringe from the slight pain it caused as Jiraiya forced you to your hands and knees. His hands move and rest on your middle to help balance you. Why is it arousing? He's holding your baby belly as he fucks you relentlessly from behind. It's somehow protective and erotic.

"Mm... Now this is the best position." Jiraiya purred above your head. "Fucking you like this from behind, like the bitch you are!"

"J-Jiraiya!" You call out.

That's the first time he's called you a name like that. He grabbed your hair at the nape of your neck and forced you to turn your head. His other hand flexes against your belly.

"Do you like that?" He asks.

He stops his harsh pace and keeps his cock deep inside of you. He grinds his hips, ensuring you get little stimulation. You ache for more. He tugs on the back of your head again, controlling your head by your hair as he teases you.

"Oo! Ah!..." You can't really find the words.

"I like this." He spoke again. Much calmer. Slicker and with enjoyment of his control over you. "My girl, big and ready to have my baby. Taking it from behind like a bitch in heat even if she already got pups to birth."

His words are sensual. You do like this. Your man fucking you so hard while calling you that. It's very primal. Almost animal as he pulls your hair and tells you what you are. His mate. His partner. There to serve him as he serves you.

"Ah! I love it!" You scream. "I love it! I love you!"

"I love you too!"

Jiraiya pulls you up by your hair. Your ass rests on his thighs. He releases your head and strokes it instead. Hot kisses coat your neck. You reach back and grip a section of his hair by the roots as you bounce on his cock to the finish. Again his hands grip your middle. His breath is washing over your jaw and cheek. His deep moans are loud against you. Sweat is coating your body. His too.

"Oh god... I'm so close." He moans.

"I'm already there~!"

You follow up with a wanton cry. Jiraiya's breath hitched in his throat. He met you half way in the motion and sunk his erection fully inside of you again. Your name gets caught in his mouth and he can't finish it.

With a final cry you climax. Jiraiya follows suit. In the final moment he's got his arms wrapped around you.

The aftermath was lazy and cozy. You lay with him on the bed. The exhaustion caught up quickly. It's nearly dawn. It's quiet out. The wind storm had stopped. He has his face nuzzled against your head. There wasn't much in the exchange of words. Quiet 'I love you's before falling asleep.

Ever since you felt better. You know for a fact you won't be doing this alone. Whenever those flairs of doubt strike Jiraiya assures you. He loves you. He's excited for the next step.

Which came sooner than expected. Just by two weeks. You woke up in the middle of the night with terrible contractions. You still hesitated to wake up Jiraiya. But you know he wouldn't miss it and you wouldn't make it far with this kind of pain. Plus it was kinda funny. He was frazzled.

He scrambled to get the go bag. He hit his head on the doorway. He tripped on his own two feet herding you to the hospital. He stayed at your side the whole time, even if he was a hot mess. He could barely sit still from his constant surge of emotions. Hours of much pain and screaming later, you had a baby.

It's a boy! After some deliberation, the name Kuebiko was picked. You were exhausted but already addicted to holding him. He was calm and quiet at the moment. Swaddled up and cozy. His little eyes opening for only a moment or two before shutting. He was sleepy.

You look up to see your boyfriend standing by the foot of the bed, watching him quietly. It just dawned on you that Jiraiya hadn't touched him yet. You were hogging him a little.

"You wanna hold him?" You ask.

"Oh. Uh..."

Jiraiya scratched the back of his head as he contemplated the question. He's never really held a baby before. You assure him it will be fine.

"Relax."

"But what if he doesn't like to be held by me?"

"He will."

You didn't give Jiraiya much choice. You sat up and leaned forward. He moved his hands around you and the baby as he indecisively contemplated where to put them for the pass off. You roll your eyes and place Kuebiko into his embrace whether he was ready for it or not. He tensed up when the newborn made a noise of discomfort.

"Calm down, Jiraiya. It's a baby not a bomb."

"I know that! But he's so fucking small I don't know where to..." He paused as he wiggled his free fingers around. "Finesse him."

You grab his arms and adjust them slightly. Once he had his son in a better hold you rest your hands on his shoulders and push them down. He was tensing them upwards like he needed to carry a bucket of water around without spilling a drop. Kuebiko was stirring a little. Enough to open his eyes and get a look at who was holding him.

"Oh... Hey there." Jiraiya greeted with a small laugh.

That's what got him to relax. He sat down by your legs on the bed, now fully mesmerized by the babe in his arms. You lean back and plunk into your hospital bed. It's cute watching them.

"He's gorgeous." He said.

"Hmm." You agree with a hum. "He's got your eyes."

"I guess he does. But the rest? That's gotta be you."

You scoff but don't argue. He rocks Kuebiko slowly as he tests the waters of the action. He's never done this before but it's going well. He could do this for a while. This little guy is cute. It has him thinking. You and him? It's made sense for a while.

"I guess I should marry you now."

You don't reply.

"Babe?" He asks.

Jiraiya looks up from the baby to you. Oh. You're fast asleep. Eyes shut. Breathing deeply. Looking content and peaceful. He smiles. That's a face he's gotten used to enjoying. And seeing it the rest of his life sounds good. Having you around is the greatest source of happiness in his life. Now that happiness is mountainous with the new addition to the family. He looks back down to Kuebiko.

"Imma marry your mama." He whispered to his son like it was a secret.

For now it is.

But it won't be for long!