"AHH!", Chris cried out as he felt himself deeply penetrated there; an almost foreign feeling to him. "Are you alright?", Marco asked him as Chris gave a small nod.
"Okay for now... just... just hold up a minute...", Chris said. "Sort of like our first time when you were still a virgin back there.", Marco kissed his neck as he continued to rub his hands along Chris's back.
Chris smiled softly, "Senior year...The dance...Doing it in the baseball field, right there on home base...Hard to believe that it's been almost 16 years now for us...".
Marco chuckled, "That's for sure...You were so beautiful that night, both in your prom suit, and in your natural glory...Good thing that you turned 18 the month before the prom.".
Chris nodded, "Oh, yeah...", before exhaling, "Okay, I'm all good now. Keep going, Marco.", and Marco pushed deeper as he rubbed his hands over Chris's shoulders, kissing his neck a bit more, with Chris moaning and gasping out in pleasure, wringing his hands in the sheets, closing his eyes.
"Just hold together, love... it'll be alright... it's just like all the other times we've done this...", Marco kissed Chris's cheek once more as he slowly started to move to get a rhythm going with his thrusts.
Chris whispered back, "Yet this is super heavy. This time, it's personally different.". They have watched the trilogy of Back to the Future numerous times, and they took to take some quotes from the movies themselves...
Marco murmured into Chris's hair, "I really hope this works...You'd look so beautiful with our unborn child...", thrusting as he grabbed into Chris's hips a bit closer, and Chris smiled, "And that's why I love your Spanish flair of romance.", before gasping out in pleasure, "Yes, Marco!", as he then felt something foreign to him, being hit by Marco's rod, creating so much spark inside him.
He then realized that this is the famed G-spot that women have, and tears start to form, realizing that he would, could, just might have a child, if what Ciro's saying is true about him having the entire female equipment, that would mean that there's an egg somewhere in the womb, waiting to be fertilized, and if it works successfully, a new life will start inside him...
It would be the same for Marco...Gods, this is really happening...Chris's thoughts turned to puddles as he cried out in pleasure when Marco's thrusts became more passionate.
"I don't know if it's the flowers, but I don't know if I can hold on much longer...", Marco told him as he kept thrusting faster. "Then go ahead, we've got all night and we still need to do you!", Chris cried.
Marco grinned, "Now you've done it, my sweet star.", before thrusting harder as he held Chris even tighter, hearing Chris's cries and loud moans of pleasure, and even before the five-minute mark finished, Marco couldn't hold back any longer, and exploded into Chris's womb, just as Chris screamed out in pleasure, his own rod shooting off into the sheets.
Loads of Marco's sperm filled the womb, swimming furiously, searching for the treasure they desire, and soon, at the far side of the womb, they found it; a perfect, glistening, precious egg which was created by Chris's sperm and the tiny bit of Quantonium from the flowers, and one lucky sperm found its way in, breaking through, and succeeding in fusing with the egg, creating a new life upon conception.
Marco and Chris collapsed, panting, with Chris looking over at Marco, "Cuddle time before you take me in?", and Marco smiled, silently approving as he squeezed Chris's hand, kissing him on the lips, and they cuddled, recovering, relaxing for some time before Marco smiled again, "Let's do this...".
Chris grinned, kissing him on the lips passionately as Chris caressed his own rod back to full which didn't take long before he flipped over, now spooning Marco, using his precum as lubricant to finger Marco's prostate.
Marco cried out in pleasure, feeling Chris's fingers preparing him, "Chris! That feels so good!", and Chris purred, kissing Marco's neck, "I love you, Marco.".
"I love you too, Chris.", Marco chuckled as he rubbed Chris's belly behind him, "I think for sure with that load, you're probably pregnant."
"Only one way to find out on that... sadly we do have to wait...", Chris said. "Yeah, that is a shame that we can't know instantly... oh, well.", Marco replied with a soft sigh.
Chris smiled, "We aren't done yet.", as he kept adding fingers to Marco's prostate, and Marco moaned in pleasure, "Yes!", as he arched back into Chris's chest.
"Really has been a while since the tables have turned.", Chris joked as Marco nodded. "Not that I don't mind, but you always just wanted it so much more than me, I couldn't help but be the one to penetrate you.", he said.
"Well, at least tonight, we'll both be on the receiving end of each other's love.", Chris kissed him again.
Marco smiled as he kissed Chris back, "Chris...Please...", and Chris chuckled, "I got you, Marco.", removing his fingers as he grabbed Marco closer in spooning, lining his rod up, and entered him, earning Marco to cry out in pleasure continuously as Chris pushed more and more.
Chris went deeper, moving through, and was soon stopped by the hymn wall, smiling softly, "This is going to hurt for a moment, okay?", kissing Marco's skin on his shoulders, and Marco whispered, "I'm ready, my sweet star.".
Chris took a deep breath as he got ready to thrust while Marco braced himself for what was coming before Chris thrusted his groin and punched right through; causing Marco to cry out in pleasurable pain.
Chris stopped the thrust as soon as he got through, "Marco?", and Marco panted softly, nodding, "Brings back memories...", with a soft smile at Chris over his shoulder before exhaling, "Keep going.".
Chris smiled warmly as he resumed to push, moving deeper and deeper, hearing Marco's moans and gasps of pleasure, and he then hit the famed G-spot, earning Marco to cry out in pleasure, "Oh, gods, yes! Please, Chris!".
Chris then held Marco tighter in their spooning as he thrusted back and forth, steadily setting a pace as Marco moaned and cried out continuously in pleasure.
"Oh, this feels so good, Chris...", Marco moaned as Chris nodded. "I'm getting you in the G-spot, aren't I?", Chris kissed his ear.
"If that's what's making me feel so great, then yes!", Marco gasped out with a furious nod. Chris smiled, "I see why women love this. I think we're like this for the whole night which I don't mind.", as he kept thrusting steadily.
Marco grinned as he closed his eyes, "I wouldn't mind extra rounds, love.", before moaning and whining, "Faster!".
"Alright, Marco.", Chris chuckled as he increased the pace, thrusting faster, hearing Marco's cries of pleasure become louder, and this continued for five minutes before Chris whispered into Marco's ear, "Do you want to be pounded into oblivion? I'm close to the edge.".
"I want you to give it to me so bad... I want to feel you explode inside me!", Marco cried.
Chris gave a purr, kissing Marco's ear, "As you wish, my hunky bull rider.", before caressing his body down to his hips as he turned up the intensity of his thrusts, going hard, pounding into him, earning Marco to cry out even louder in pleasure as he held into the sheets, "Yes, yes, yes, Chris!", his eyes alternating between closed and open.
About three minutes later, Marco screamed out in pleasure as his own rod shot off into the sheets, his eyes dilated from ecstasy and shock as he felt Chris explode inside him, shouting as he wrapped his arms around Marco's chest.
In Marco's womb, loads of Chris's sperm swam, looking for the holy grail of life, and soon, they found a flawless, round, pristine egg at the side of the womb, and one very lucky sperm made its way into the egg, wiggling as it soon fused with the inside of the egg, conceiving successfully into a new life.
Chris panted heavily as he looked at Marco, glistening in sweat and the scent of sex, smiling wryly, "I think I made this the best moment in all love-making times when I am top.", and Marco looked at Chris with a lopsided grin, "Oh, totally.", smiling happily.
"I love you so much, Marco.", Chris whispered softly as he soon pulled out of him, kissing him on the lips, and Marco kissed him, whispering, "I love you too, Chris.".
With breaks of cuddling and making out, the two men intensely went to have extra rounds, topping and bottoming each other, in various positions and places around the bedroom and bathroom, and eventually, they had to stop at midnight, pleasantly sore and exhausted, having replaced the dirty sheets with clean sheets.
Chris chuckled softly, "We are so going to sleep in...", smiling as he loosely rested on Marco's chest, the blankets now covering their bodies, clothed in pajamas. Marco smiled warmly, "As long as I have you, I don't care if we sleep the whole morning in...Do you think we might have morning sickness and all that jazz? It's gonna be a bit strange if my chest grows into boobs...".
"Maybe, but I'm sure you'll look so good with a nice pair on you.", Chris teased as he played with Marco's chest. "Hey, if the same is happening to you, I get to do the same thing!", Marco joined in the humor as he played with Chris's.
Chris sighed deeply and contently, "Do you prefer to have a son or a daughter, Marco?", and Marco hummed in thought, "We clearly are men, so we can easily take care of sons as we know important things, but a daughter or two...Susan was clearly a tomboy, but she was still a girl, and I know she was your best friend...And of course, there are some things a daughter...ah, might be uncomfortable with, even if we are technically mothers with carrying our children...".
"If we do have daughters... at least we have quite a number of women around that could easily help them out.", Chris reminded. "True... they're going to have so many aunts.", Marco laughed.
Chris smiled warmly, "And don't forget that they will have tons of friends in their kids as well, maybe even find love when they're older.".
Marco whistled softly, "I didn't even think of that...can you imagine having sons-in-law or daughters-in-law? Or even being grandfathers?", with a smile.
"That would be something to see in the far future, but now...I just want to sleep with you, my wonderful and handsome boyfriend.", Chris chuckled before yawning. Marco half wanted to propose to him right here, right now, but with Chris already nodding off to sleep, Marco let it go, knowing that there are always opportunities to find the perfect moment when they are awake and probably not exhausted from all their physical lovemaking time.
Marco kissed Chris's temple, "Good night, Chris.", and Chris smiled, kissing Marco on the cheek, "Good night, Marco.", before closing his eyes as he nuzzled and snuggled into Marco's chest and shoulders, with Marco holding him tenderly as he closed his eyes as well.
And so, the newest residents of Libra Haven officially settled in, seeing that they are far happier here than anywhere else, with time moving on. Soon, after a few weeks, it was around the time of Jean's pregnancy to come to an end.
However, with Jean's case, the situation was much more different as only a few weeks prior, she did something no one else truly did with their children at Libra Haven... she was able to truly understand her growing child as her powers were able to link with the young one growing inside of her. It was fairly basic things as the baby's mind was still very underdeveloped, but Jean could understand it.
She knew when her child was hungry, grouchy, sleepy, active, and even bored. Oh, sure, she and Logan went often to have ultrasound pictures and hear the heartbeat with help of Beast, but Jean hid the gender from Logan, wanting to see Logan's face when he holds her for the first time, to realize that he's Poppa to a baby girl...
She would get amused by thoughts of Logan literally wrapped around their daughter's finger, making lunch for her school days, and even teaching her the basics of poker, through Jean would have to convince Logan to use candy or something instead of money or poker chips...
All the same, she loves her daughter beyond belief, and she knows the basis of her personality, but she knows that with development, growth, and more, her personality will grow and change over time. The only thing, well, two things that has been bothering her is that she hasn't found the right name, and that her daughter is really keeping her on her toes.
She got false contractions for the past few days, and she is getting impatient. Don't get her wrong, she loved having her daughter within her, but she is so eager to push her out. She doesn't want to get a C-section if it's taking too long beyond next week, but she still understands why.
It was a fairly quiet morning for Jean as she had got herself ready for the day and was eating, keeping her mind linked with her daughter and letting her know that breakfast was coming for her as well through her. Everything was calm until Jean finally felt the link intensify as it was a clear sign that the little girl was finally ready to leave the womb.
Jean felt the water bag break inside her, and yep, it's dripping down her legs and the chair, and instead of Braxten-Hicks false contractions, the contractions became real, far more painful than the false contractions.
She breathed low and deep, clenching into her baby bump that has gone rigid and stiff, and after talking with Logan, Logan accepted the compromise of Jean contacting him through his mind in case if Logan is busy in the basement with his boxing equipment or playing poker with the boys.
'Logan, it's happening, the water broke!', Jean mind-thought to Logan as she shakily got up from her chair, walking sort of a quick waddle, glad that she's wearing a dress, trying to transfer the pain, but it is more intense than before as she nearly collapsed from a really sharp contraction, crying out in pain, trying to make it to the bedroom.
She could hear the rushing footsteps of Logan as he quickly ran up to her and tried to help her up, "Jean...!", kneeling down to look at her, checking over her. "I didn't fall completely, Logan...", Jean assured him. "I didn't hit the ground, but I clearly can't walk.".
Logan exhaled only a little in relief as he gently and carefully picked Jean up, glad that he is still in his prime, and headed inside the bedroom, laying Jean on the bed as she took deep breaths, wincing from the slowly increasing contractions.
He kissed Jean on the forehead as he headed to close the door, hearing Link, Bucky, and Mo's voices, and Mo looked at Logan who gave one simple nod.
"Right. Come on, boys, I think we can head back to finish our game. Logan will be fine.", Mo replied, and both Link and Bucky nodded, heading downstairs, closing the door behind them.
Logan is grateful for Mo's aid, knowing that Jean doesn't want to feel crowded, closing the door, and he headed back to Jean, "How's the kid?".
"Alright... just ready to leave, that's all." Jean smiled as she rubbed her belly and had a wince of pain. "Pity it couldn't be like Kurt and just teleport out of me."
"I wonder if that was the case with Kurt..." Logan chuckled as he sighed before sitting beside her. "It'll be alright, Jean... you'll be fine, and we'll have our child in your arms in no time."
Jean kissed Logan on the cheek, exhaling softly, "I'm really glad that you're here, Logan...", and Logan smirked, "I ain't going anywhere, Jeannie.", massaging her shoulders, and Jean sighed deeply, feeling the tension slowly ebb out of her, closing her eyes, rubbing her belly.
Logan, having learned a few things from Beast and Jean, checked on her down there, and was a little disappointed that she isn't even halfway dilated, and went to distract Jean over the next three hours with the occasional look-see, and at the fourth hour mark, the contractions were beyond the worst pain Jean had received, and Logan checked, looking so relieved, "You're all dilated, Jean!".
Jean cried in relief and happiness, and took a deep breath, grunting as she then pushed, her hands tight against the pillows, and she kept the link to her daughter open, checking every moment she pushed upon every contraction.
She soon became concerned when she felt fear coming from her daughter and tried to reassure her through the link that the world outside isn't scary, but the fear was different, like her daughter's trying to tell her that something hurts, and she tried to see what's scaring and hurting her daughter when suddenly, she felt nothing.