Hey guys! So I've decided to add more pairings to this.

Today's pairing is Otayuri. Yurio is eighteen here.

Warnings: Mentions of mpreg and some angst... Be warned peoples.

"Happy birthday, Yurochka!" Yurio couldn't help but smile at the wonderful cake and his family and friends in front of him. Viktor, Yuuri, Otabek, Mila, Yakov, Lillia and so many others surrounded him, Viktor and Yuuri's two boys hugging him happily. Yuuri sat in an chair as Yurio happily ate the first bite of cake, their boys tugging on his pant leg for a piece.

"You're not going to eat any?" Yurio asked, wiping his mouth. Yuuri shook his head.

"I gained like five pounds by eating a cupcake last week." he replied, his ring glimmering as he rubbed his belly. Yurio hummed.

"But it's chocolate. Thought you liked chocolate."

"I do, I do..." Yuuri glanced over at Viktor, who was engaged in a conversation with Nikolai and Otabek. "I guess a small bite won't hurt." He picked up a fork and began to reach over, but Viktor apparently had some kind of sixth sense, because Yurio saw him stiffen and bolt over, smacking his hand.

"Vicchan!" Yuuri whined.

"Remember what the doctor said, dear." Viktor said. Yuuri pouted and crossed his arms. Yurio laughed then leaned over after Viktor left.

"I'll wrap you a piece for you three." Yurio said. Yuuri smiled.

"Thank you."

"How much farther do you have?"

"Three weeks..." Yuuri replied, stroking Lev's hair. The boy had silver hair and green eyes just like Viktor, where the other boy had black hair with a silver spot and light blue eyes. Yurio absolutely adored them both. Lev was the older of the twins, and Talon was the younger. Yurio had asked them why they named him Talon, and Yuuri replied that he practically had claws as a baby.

He could tell the older was worried with the way he moved carefully. After losing their last baby in his fifth month about a year ago, it put him in a heavy depression.

Yurio felt sad just remembering the devasating call from Viktor about it.

Flashback, one year ago

"H-He lost the baby...?" Yurio quietly asked, setting down his glass.

"We just got back from the hospital and he's been in bed since... He's extremely torn up over it..." Viktor sounded like he wanted to cry.

"He was in his fifth month, right...? So that's hard on his body even more..."

"Yes..."

"How'd it happen...?"

"H-He woke up in pain and he was bleeding, so we went to the hospital... Oh god, Yuri, you should've seen his face... It was like someone had slapped us both and told us we were in hell..."

"I'm so sorry, guys..." Yuri said gently. "I'm really sorry. I'll visit as soon as I can, okay?"

"Okay- Y-Yuuri?!" And the line cut off. He didn't hear back until a few weeks later...

He shook the memory out of his head. He knew what happened after but no one liked talking about it. The mention of miscarriages would send Yuuri into a panic attack and they couldn't have him go into one when he was three weeks to his due date.

"So, how are you and Otabek doing?" Yuuri asked, which made him blush and forget what he was thinking.

"W-We're good..." Yurio replied, glancing at the older male.

"Are you two going to... You know?" Yurio turned red.

"N-No... M-Maybe... I-I don't know..." Yuuri giggled.

Were they...?

After everyone left, save for Otabek, Yurio flopped onto his bed, sighing.

"So tired and fat..." Yurio moaned. Otabek simply chuckled.

"You're not fat."

"Yes I am..." Yurio replied, poking his stomach. "I ate too much..." Otabek sat down.

"You're beautiful..." Yurio sat up, smiling, scooting to sit next to his boyfriend. They stared at each other before gently locking lips, Otebek's hand lifting and running through his ponytail. Yurio shivered as the older male put his hand behind his back, pulling the blond closer. Yurio ran his fingers through his hair, gripping on it as Otabek leaned him back and crawled on top. He shivered at the feeling of Otabek's warm hand slide up his shirt, his tongue sliding across his lower lip. They parted momentarily to take off their shirts, then locked lips once more, Yuri's hand grabbing at the belt loops of Otabek's jeans, pulling him closer and wrapping his legs around his hips. Otabek gasped at the action, surprised by it, then gently grinded against Yuri's ass, licking his lips.

"You still have eyes of a soldier..." Otabek purred, kissing his neck. Blushing brightly, Yuri tilted his head back for more access. Otabek bit and sucked any sensitive part he encountered, leaving hickeys in his trail. He got to Yuri's nipples that were pink and perky, the area seemingly plump. Otabek licked one, gaining a louder moan and slight squirm. Otabek, smiling at the response, licked it again, biting it, causing him to gasp and arch his back, crying out. After abusing Yuri's nipples until they were bruised, he moved down to his crotch. He glanced up to see Yuri panting, a hand on his mouth, his face red and his hair sprawled out beneath him. Otabek bit his lip before unzipping his jeans, pulling them off, chuckling at the bulge that twitched. He pulled back the underwear, smiling as he heard Yuri moan as his member sprung free.

"B-Beka..." Yuri moaned. Otabek pulled off his underwear, leaving him completely naked. He licked up and down Yuri's shaft, listening to Yuri's sweet moans of 'Beka' and loving the taste of his salty precum. He could feel himself getting aroused every moan and whine, lifting one of Yuri's legs.

"I'll go slow, okay? Tell me if I hurt you." Yuri nodded, watching the older man reach over and grab a bottle of lube and a condom. Yuri blushed, spreading his legs. Otabek gently poured the lube over his entrance, then soaked his fingers in some. Gently, he prodded his entrance, pushing in one slowly. Yuri moaned, wincing at the feeling, but then squirmed when it went all the way in, wiggling around. He let out a moan and shivered, groaning as a second joined in. Otabek was careful with his movements, gentle with his fingering. Yuri's responses made him insert a third, thrusting fast yet gentle. The moans that were filling the room was making him hard and aroused, his member confined in his jeans.

"B-Beka... P-Put it in!" Yuri whined. Otabek smiled, pulling out his fingers and then stripping completely. Yuri's eyes widened and he squeaked, covering his mouth. "O-Oh..." He breathed out, watching Otabek roll on the condomand then slick it up with lube. Being flexible had its perks, especially now. Otabek gently lifted his legs and pressed the head of his member against his entrance.

"Ready?" Yuri nodded, blushing deeply. His eyes widened when the head entered, stretching out his hole. He arched his back as he took him in inch by inch, panting as Otabek stopped and comfortingly rubbing his hips.

"I''ll go gentle since it's your first time, okay, baby? Just tell me when to move." Yuri took a couple of shaky breaths, the pleasure from him just pushing in was enough to send him over the edge. Then he slowly nodded, moving his head to look at his boyfriend in the eyes.

"M-Move... I-I promise I won't break..." Otabek gulped at the look on his boyfriend's face, before nodded and gently pulling out almost all the way, before thrusting back in. Yuri arched his back, his toes curling and a cry escaping his lips.

"B-Beka-" His sentence was cut off by Otabek's lips crashing on his, his thrusts getting faster and harder. Yuri's moans began to increase and his eyes widened when Otabek hit something. He screamed, his nails digging into his back.

"T-There!" He cried. "R-R-Right there, B-Beka!" Slamming against it, Otabek bit the side of his neck, marking him, his thrusts slightly brutal on Yuri's hips. He began to tighten, the knot in his stomach wanting to uncoil and release his load.

"B-Beka! I-I'm g-gonna c-cum!"

"M-Me too...!" They both yelled at the same time, Yuri releasing his load all over his stomach, Beka releasing into the condom... Or so he thought...

They were cuddling the next morning after three more rounds the previous night. Otabek hugged Yuri from behind, their legs tangled up together.

"Oh, Yuuri went into labor." Yuri said, showing him the text from Viktor at 3 in the morning. Otabek nuzzled his neck.

"Yuri...?"

"Hm?" Otabek blushed, looking down a bit.

"D-Do you want to get married...?" Yuri stared at him before turning over and hugging him, kissing him hard. "I-Is that a yes...?" Otabek asked after they seperated. Yuri nodded, grinning.

Yuri found out he was pregnant three weeks later.

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