A few weeks later, Bryan and Ian had received the news that their surrogate was pregnant. Ian's salon was still doing very well. He was even mentioned in a few magazines and local papers. Things seemed to be perfect.
One day Ian got a call from his husband while going over some paperwork.
"Hello gorgeous." Ian answered happily.
"Hey.. I'm going to pick Spencer up from school." Bryan sighed.
"Why?"
"His teacher says he's sick. The nurse took his temperature and he has a fever."
"Do you want me to come home?" Ian asked softly.
"If you can." Bryan said softly.
Ian nodded. "I'll be home soon. Do you need me to get anything on the way home?"
"If you could pick up something for dinner, I'll do that thing you like tonight." Bryan giggled.
"Can't wait. I'm on my way." Ian smiled.
Bryan drove to the school and hurried to the office. He saw his son napping in the nurse's office and checked him out before going to wake him. "Spencer..Sweetie.. Daddy's here to pick you up.."
"Daddy.. I don't feel good.." Spencer said weakly.
"I know, baby.." Bryan soothed. He hated seeing his son like this.. It was almost enough to make him cry, but there wasn't time for that.
"You want me to carry you?.." Bryan asked, pushing his hair out of his face.
Spencer nodded as he held his arms out. "Is daddy coming home?"
"He is." Bryan said, picking him up and carrying him out to the car.
"Can we watch Lion King?" Spencer asked sleepily.
"As many times as you want.." Bryan said sweetly before driving them home.
When they got home, Spencer changed into his pajamas and curled up on the couch. Bryan gave him a fever reducer and wrapped him in a blanket, letting him lay his head in his father's lap. He quickly fell asleep, cuddling his stuffed Dragon.
Ian came home twenty minutes later. "Hey. How is he?"
"He had a low fever.. He's miserable.." Bryan sighed.
"I bought some chicken noodle soup." Ian said as he walked over and kissed Bryan. "I got crackers too if he's not very hungry."
Bryan nodded, petting his son's curls. "Thank you, baby."
"If he's not feeling better, I'll work from home."
"That would be amazing.." Bryan smiled. Spencer shifted before opening his eyes. "Daddy.."
Ian sat on the other side of their son. "I'm here, sweet boy. Come here."
Spencer wiggled in his blankets before laying across Ian's lap.
Ian rubbed his back softly. "How do you feel?"
"Hot.." Spencer whined.
Ian took Spencer's blanket off and kissed his forehead. "Are you hungry at all?"
"Mhmm.."
"I'll make you some soup." Ian said softly. Spencer whined, curling up closer to him. Ian held him tightly. "I'll wait a little bit.."
"I'll get started on it." Bryan said sweetly. He kissed Spencer's forehead before kissing his husband and walking to the kitchen.
"Daddy.." Spencer whined.
"Yes baby?"
The little boy just made a sad noise. Ian could tell his son really didn't feel well.
"I'm sorry, Spence.. Can I do anything for you?"
"Sing.." Spencer said, pointing to the movie. Ian nodded as he started to hum. Spencer listened to his father hum along with The Lion King and started to relax before drifting to sleep again.
Bryan finished up dinner and gently woke his son to come eat. He could tell he could get up if he wanted to, but Ian was in concerned-parent mode and carried him to the table. Ian sat down and held spencer in his lap. "This should help some."
Spencer slowly ate and Bryan smiled sadly. He hated seeing his son sick, But, he had to admit seeing Ian carry him everywhere and baby him was pretty adorable.
When he finished, Ian carried their son to their room and laid down with him.
"Can I go to school tomorrow?.." Spencer asked quietly.
"We'll see how you feel in the morning."
Bryan came in after cleaning up and smiled as he saw how Ian's arms were protectively wrapped around their son. He rubbed his shoulder softly. "Baby.. You want to take him to his bed?.."
"He can.. Oh.. Spencer, come on. Let's get you ready for bed."
Bryan just smirked, giggling lightly. Spencer whined in protest but let Ian carry him out of the room.
"I promise to spend all day with you tomorrow if you're still sick. I love you." Ian said softly.
"I love you too.." Spencer said softly as Ian covered him up.
Ian kissed his cheek before heading back to his room. "I feel so bad for him.."
Bryan wrapped his arms around Ian's neck and gave a light smile. "I know.. But he'll probably feel better in the morning.."
Ian nodded as he looked to his husband. "So.. What did you have in mind?"
"Well.. At first I just thought about blowing you. But you deserve more than that.. And honestly that'd be too much of a treat for me." He giggled lowly.
Ian couldn't help but grin. "I'm glad I came home."
Bryan smiled, leaning in to kiss him softly. "How do you think I should thank you, baby?.." He whispered.
"You could start with blowing me." Ian said lowly as he kissed down Bryan's neck. "I want you to fuck me.."
Bryan moaned softly. "Fuck.. I can do that." He grinned, biting his lip.
"I want you to leave marks." Ian growled.
Bryan pulled Ian closer by his hips. "Fuck.. I love when you get like this.."
"Like what?"
"When you want me to fuck you.. Which is pretty much always.." Bryan teased, pulling off Ian's shirt.
"Except when I really want to fuck you." Ian grinned. He turned around and pressed his back to his husband.
Bryan rubbed over Ian's chest, smiling against his neck. "Mmm.. That's true.."
Ian pressed his ass against Bryan. Bryan moaned quietly against his ear before pulling his own shirt off and reaching around to work on Ian's jeans. Ian let his head fall back against Bryan. Bryan pulled them off so Ian was just in his boxer briefs and slowly kissed down his back. Ian arched his back and let out a small moan. "Bryan.."
Bryan licked over the defined muscles of his husband's back before dropping to his knees and pulling the back of his boxers down slowly, letting the band rest just under his cheeks. "Fuck.." he smiled.
Ian turned his head to look down at Bryan. "I love how much you love my ass.."
"It's perfect.." Bryan chuckled, rubbing over it with both hands before gripping roughly.
"Fuck.." Ian moaned.
Bryan kissed Ian's lower back sweetly before smacking his ass hard. Ian's head fell back as his breathing picked up. Bryan did it again, moaning under his breath as he watched the tan skin flush red.
"Baby.."
Bryan pulled his boxers back up and turned him around. "Fuck, look at that.." he whispered to himself. Ian was already hard and he could see the outline perfectly under the tight gray fabric.
Ian ran his hand through Bryan's hair. "I love this.."
"Love what?.." Bryan smiled up at him, tracing his fingers over the fabric.
"You on your knees. Taking your time.."
Bryan bit his lip as he squeezed the outline softly. "Well. You know how much I love worshipping your cock.." he said innocently.
Ian growled deep in his throat. He loved when Bryan feigned innocence. Bryan moaned at the noise, leaning in to mouth at his balls through the fabric. Ian watched with eyes full of lust and love. Bryan hummed softly before pulling the boxers down and gasping as Ian's length sprang free. Ian licked his lips. "You want it so bad.. Such a slut for my cock."
Bryan nodded, gripping the base. "I am.. I love it so much.." He whispered.
Ian pulled Bryan's hair roughly. "Suck me, slut."
Bryan let out a high moan, letting Ian pull him before quickly swallowing him down his throat.
"Fuck.. Oh, Bryan.."
Bryan moaned around Ian, quickly bobbing his head with his eyes closed. He swore he could do this all day if Ian let him. Ian thrust forward with Bryan's movements as he moaned. Bryan pulled off with a loud pop, panting lightly as saliva dripped off of Ian's length. Bryan smiled as he pumped him. "Fuck.."
"You're so good, babe.."
"I should stop before I can't.." Bryan whispered. Ian pulled Bryan up and kissed him fiercely. Bryan gasped as he was lifted and moaned into the kiss. Ian lifted his leg and wrapped it around Bryan. Bryan pressed Ian against the wall, gripping his lifted thigh. Ian whimpered as he broke the kiss. "I want you.."
"Get on the bed.."
Ian quickly got on his hands and knees. Bryan took off his jeans and boxers before grabbing the lube. Ian shivered lightly as he watched. Bryan slicked himself up before kneeling behind Ian and teasing his hole with the tip.
"Please, baby.."
"Hmm.. I don't know." Bryan smiled. "I think you need to be a bit more demanding.."
Ian turned his head to look at his husband. "Fuck me. Now."
Bryan bit his lip, letting his length rub between Ian's cheeks. "Ooh.. That's a bit better. "
Ian growled as he pushed his ass back. Bryan gripped his hips, pushing him down against the mattress, smiling to himself.
"Bryan.."
Bryan took pity on his husband, pushing into him slowly. Ian panted lightly as he moaned his husband's name.
"Ian.." Bryan moaned, pulling his hips back up.
"Oh my god.." Ian breathed out.
"You look so good.."
Ian moaned as he worked his ass back.
"That's right baby.."
"Fuck.. Scratch me.."
Bryan scratched down Ian's sides to his thighs. Ian gave a loud growl of pleasure as he gripped the sheets.
"You want more?.." Bryan smiled.
"Yes.. Yes.."
Bryan sped up, gripping his hips tighter. Ian's mouth fell open as his husband fucked into him.
"Say my name, baby.." Bryan breathed out as he leaned over him.
"Bryan.. I love how..how you fuck me.." Ian moaned loudly.
Bryan bit his ear lightly. "Such a little slut.."
"Your slut."
Bryan moaned deeply. "Fuck.."
"Touch me.. I want to feel your hands on me.." Ian breathed out. Bryan rubbed over Ian's chest and down his stomach before pulling him up. Ian turned his head to kiss Bryan deeply. Bryan moaned, reaching down to pump him slowly. Ian gasped as he moved his hips with Bryan's movements. "Oh Bryan.."
"Talk to me..Tell me how much you love this.."
"I fucking love it.. Love feeling your big dick in me.."
Bryan smiled against his neck. "Are you going to come for me?.."
Ian nodded quickly. "If you keep this up.. So fucking good.."
Bryan sped up, moaning against Ian's ear. Ian groaned as he rolled his body faster.
"Take my fucking cock.." Bryan whispered before kissing him deeply. Ian whimpered as his muscles tightened and he came in his husband's hand. Bryan gasped as he felt Ian flutter around him and came, grunting deeply.
"Fuck.." Ian panted as he came down from his high.
"I love you." Bryan whispered against his lips.
"I love you too."
Bryan pulled out and laid with his husband.
"That was amazing." Ian said sleepily. "I was thinking about something earlier.."
"What is it?" Bryan hummed.
"You should stop by the salon soon. We could..break in my office.." Ian said as he kissed Bryan's neck.
Bryan grinned. "Yeah?.."
Ian nodded. "I keep imagining you laid out on my desk. Bent over my desk.. Riding me.. I get distracted a lot."
Bryan kissed him softly, biting his bottom lip. "I want to..I want you to fuck me in your office.."
"That will be so fucking hot.."
"It will.." Bryan smiled. "Wear your suit?.."
Ian grinned as he nodded. "Where those tight shorts. Or mine.."
Bryan giggled. "Okay.."
Ian pulled Bryan closer, rubbing his husband's arms as they fell asleep.