"Well, home sweet home I guess, right?" Kev said as he opened the door. I carried my console pack and Kevin had the messenger bag and rolled the suitcase across the ground. I pouted at the argument we had just had a few minutes ago:

I had grabbed my console pack just after getting out of the car and was headed to get my suitcase and messenger bag when I saw Kevin holding them.

"Oh thanks, let me carry those."

Kevin raised an eyebrow, "No, I'm carrying them."

I furrowed my brows, "Kev, just let me carry them."

"No, I'm going to carry your shit, now cool it."

My mouth hung open, "You're treating me like a child!"

"Am not."

"I need to do stuff while I still can! I'm not going to let you do everything for me!" I shouted at him.

He just waved me off, "Too bad, I'll be helping you through out this entire 9 months. Deal with it" he walked off and left me pouting.

"I could've done it myself." I mumbled.

He looked back at me and smirked, "Too bad, if you want to walk, I'll carry you, whether you want me too or not. I'm setting your suitcase in my room, I'll have someone deliver a desk for you to put your school stuff. If you're alright with that, princess?"

I blushed at his nickname for me and huffed, "Fine, just next time let me carry my own stuff."

His smirk grew as he walked away.

Oh god. Princess? I'm fucked if he ever says that damn nickname in front of anyone at school.

'And you don't mind being called by that? It just proves you're submissive.'

I couldn't help but roll my eyes, I was glad that Kevin wasn't there for that though.

The day I moved in with Kevin was a Saturday, so that gave me a day to get used to living with him. That morning was rather odd to say the least, it felt like it was already routine. I'd often come over to Kevin's on Sundays, or spend Saturday night and then Sunday over with him. Mom and Dad still went to church, though they say it's alright if I didn't want to go. They just tell me to head over to a friend's house and tell them before hand. Though they never ask who, even if they did, I'd never say it was Kevin.

Mainly what we did all day was similar to what we did on a normal Sunday, played video games, ate, and got our asses kicked by an enemy in Co-op. There were a few more changes though.

Like, whenever we got to a part of a game that really got my heart going, Kevin would pause the game and we'd start making out. That got my heart going in a different way, a good way. The slightly aroused-beat of my heart kept down the frantic and nervous beat, and allowed me to calm down. Once we'd win I would cheer and wrap my arms around Kevin's neck, while he just sat there and smirked.

Kevin also told me how he learned how to cook (multiversal internet). Living alone taught him life lessons in first hand detail, like right from wrong, he learned by meeting me. Cooking, mechanics, hell he could literally fix almost anything as long as it isn't alive. I accidentally cut my shirt while trying to open a package with Kev's knife. He ordered me to take my shirt off, when I hesitated he just pulled it over my head and walked off. I shrugged and began to examine the package, thought before I could even read one word on the box, Kevin was back with my shirt. I didn't see any stitches in it, it felt normal, and there was no trace of the hole. My mouth was open in shock and Kevin was smirking as he dove in for a kiss.

All of that was, quite literally, yesterday's news. Today is Monday, the first day of school since I got pregnant. I'll be going for as long as I don't show.

I sat in what Kevin deemed 'my place' in the car, in the passenger seat right next to him. He had his car shifted from a stick drive to automatic a while back, at first he was a slight bit miffed that he couldn't afford the parts to repair his car from his usual 'guy'. He's forgotten all about that now, instead of setting his right hand on the stick drive, he puts it on my leg. He even went as far as to turn it into a game "Are you uncomfortable yet Benji?" I'd shake my head and smile while blushing. He'd gotten as far as my crotch and just began groping and rubbing at it. I began to gasp and moan so I bit my lip as if to hold them back.

I had noticed we had stopped after a while, but not at the school. We were pulled over on the side of the road under a tree.

"K-kevin?" I questioned as I panted in pleasure. I noticed he had shuddered but just shook it off like it was nothing, "Why are we here?"

"Because, it'd be pretty weird for you to go to school with a boner." he pointed at my crotch.

"And who gave it to me by playing 'Are you uncomfortable yet'?" I mocked. He frowned and shook his head, he began to rub the throbbing member from underneath my jeans. I looked down and saw that he had somehow managed to unbutton my pants without me noticing. I bit my lip as he took a hold of it in a death grip and gasped as soon as he began pumping.

I noticed he had leaned over and began to lap at the head. I covered my mouth and my scream just in time for me to cum. Kevin knew it was going to happen and moved his face up. That didn't stop one rope of cum from splashing his cheek a bit. I sat there with my once tight and firm hands, just hanging loosely in a relaxed manner in front of my face. My eyes were half lidded and I was panting.

"Nice Benji, a little quickly, but that was a beautiful show." he wiped the cum off of his cheek and stuck it in his mouth before kissing me. The usual Kevin taste was mixed with a bit of my own cum. I pulled away and watched as a bridge of spit formed.

"Fuck you."

"No, Fuck you. That's how you got knocked up remember?" I zipped up my jeans and glared at Kevin.

"Next time you drive me to school, I'll be in the back."

His once prideful, teasing expression had showen a bit of sadness at that.

I pouted a bit, "Fine, I won't sit in the back." his usual demeanor returned and I jumped up, "BUT THE NEXT TIME YOU DO THAT IT BETTER BE AT HOME!"