smoon4409: glad you enjoyed it. I enjoy adding the touches of humor to it. and you never know.
sabina21: you may have to wait and see, though I can see hilarity ensuing if I did a sequel. and sure will.
kera69love: yes there is definite need for humor in some of these. lol for some parents especially their dads, their daughter getting pregnant, even if she's over 30, can still be seen as 'my baby girl', or 'my first born', so it's difficult for some parents as its another ahow of maturity, getting older, no longer being needed despite them being needed.
3 reviews, nice, lets see how you like to take this new installment, thanks again to my wonderful beta 'masterray5' for the work done, and sorry for not posting last night, between some at home issues and my last days at Spirit Halloween it's been a rought month. anyways, please read, enjoy and review!
Baby fever
Drabble 402
Usagi POV
This sucked. This really, really sucked. The one week where I get my parents to watch Chibi Usa so Mamoru and I can try to make another baby is the same week I get a cold. Not just any cold but one where I lose half my voice. It's now raspy and cuts out. The only benefit is my classes are mostly online so I can do the majority of the work that way BUT the few I did have aren't ones I needed a doctor's note for. It got me out of work but it also proved Mamoru right that I was indeed sick.
That wasn't the worst part though, Mamoru was refusing to be intimate with me. Saying 'I'm not going to have sex with you while you're sick'.
I argued that I wasn't fullon sick, just a tiny bit. If it was just a little bit, I could still take a good pounding from my hubby and he knew what I could take. He knew this and was still refusing me.
Forget seduction, he was jamming up the signal to work with him on all fronts. Sadly, he was also really great about pampering me too. Brought me homemade chicken noodle soup to bed. Made sure I was tucked in for warmth. Even slept next to me till I tried to put the moves on him a few times which resulted in him sleeping on the couch. I couldn't cajole him to bed for anything. He was a stickler for making sure I got my rest in.
Thing is, I felt pretty fine. I was still active with yoga. Still trying to do work but he wasn't buying it as I was okay. He saw through the act. I had to admit I was getting better but the window for us trying was closing up. Soon too. This was now day five of being sick and only three more days till my vacation was up and three days till Chibi Usa was back with us. I had to make the most of this.
Trying to deny I was sick didn't even come close to working on him, not especially when I coughed a few times and had to cough out my flem. That's so beyond unattractive I couldn't blame him for turning away and denying me on that one. I couldn't get the word 'fine' out without putting the letter 'd' into it. I tried to seduce him with some sexy lingerie but right when I was about to get him to crack, I sneezed in his general direction. He exited the room fairly quickly after he threw covers over my body.
Safe to say I needed a new tactic to get him to cave in. I gave the seduction a day of rest as I slept most of the day away. Hate to say it but it did work in throwing him off as I didn't try to bat an eye in his direction. I had to let him think I threw in the towel. That I gave up and was accepting defeat. Besides, I really was feeling better. My voice wasn't even as crackly as it once was but a dull rasp was still there.
Now it was day six I had to put my plan into motion, I just hoped it worked. I grumpily hobbled out of bed and said, "Mamoru I think I'm sick."
He lifts up a brow, "Oh?" There was no smug grin on his face for being right, Just a 'tried to tell you' expression as I said, "Yeah..." the defeated 'your right' one that tells him he doesn't need to say anything.
"You finally going to take more medicine?"
I sighed, "Gimme."
He hands me the meds as I take some. "Take some now, then again in 5-6 hours AFTER I've felt your forehead."
I frown. "Why is it always 5-6 hours?" I wonder.
"That's how long it'll take to process through your system," he tells me, doctor mode in place. He then goes back to his phone. "So go back to bed where you were and get some more rest. Your body needs it," he gently orders.
I didn't head back though after I took the meds. Since we were trying for another baby he even made sure the meds were baby approved to avoid hurting the fetus if I was indeed pregnant with our second. I take them without question and down some water with them. "I don't like this," I complain.
"If you had just let me take care of you initially you might have felt even better by now."
There came the condescension. The one where he knew I was wrong and he was right. I hated it cause he sounded like my dad from time to time. That's what I get for getting them to get along as they do now. They both gang up on me on certain things. I avoid taking the argumentative bait and then I pull out the big guns to get what I wanted still. I hadn't given up and I would get what I wanted...one way or another.
The vapo-rub. I pulled it out and reached out to give him some.
"Can you rub some on me?" I ask, my voice still shotty. He goes to do it for a moment before catching on.
"Nice try. You can put it on yourself," he replies before ignoring me.
"Mamoru I just need some help so I don't get it on my clothes."
Je denies me again. Taking a page from a beloved 'friend' I lowered down the robe I had on where there was NOTHING underneath it. Exposing my breasts to his gaze as I begin to rub it into my skin. The vapors instantly go up into my nose and help out as I breath them in deeply. I do take a few legitimate moments to enjoy the scent as it does feel nice.
"Does that feel good?" he asks suddenly, his voice a bit quieter. A bit smaller than before. I briefly looked at him,
"Yeah..." I put a touch of 'why are you asking me?' to the 'yeah'.
"That looks really, really nice."
I look down and see him eyeing me up and down so easily. I make sure to avoid looking pleased by this turn of events. I even manage to sound a bit annoyed when I ask, "Seriously? This is what turns you on?" after all, he doesn't know that I'm playing him.
"Well with all the vapo-rubbing action how can I not," he answers instead like I'm to blame for it or the medicine is.
I ignore him as he springs up from the chair but still keeps playing it cool. I don't need to lose him now when I'm reeling him in for the ultimate pass. "So you ahh...wanna mix things up a bit?" I give him a look and mirror back his earlier words of, "Not now I'm sick." though not as verbatim as before as I am trying to lure him in. He goes to loop his arms around my waist, "Oh come on, you're not that sick."
Funny how the tides have turned. I don't press to stop it anymore as I say, "Okay." and let the bottle of vapo-rub drop as he comes in to give me a deep seated kiss. He pulls me into him and lets us drop down to the couch. With me on top as we kiss. It feels good to have him wanting to be intimate with me again. Even if it is for good reason, it NEVER feels good to have your partner in life deny you.
So when I get his pants undone and down, I slip to the carpeted floor and dive between his legs to get him really in the mood. He slinks down as I slip him out of his pants and begin to jerk him up and down a bit. He reaches down and begins to massage my breasts. This gives me an idea as I get a grin on my face. Kneeling further up I place his semi-hardness between my breasts and begin to go up and down.
He sees this and is entrapped in the pit of pleasure I've put him in as I move up and down. I feel him getting harder and harder and feel the need to have him in me when he says, "Let's take this to the bathroom."
I wonder why when I realize that the vapo-rub is on his member and I don't need to have vapo-rub in my 'ho-ha' that it's probably NOT a good idea. I pull him up as we go to the bathroom.
Getting warm water I proceed to use the washing as a way to keep him hard. I jerk him off slowly once more as he finds my heated core but not before washing his hands a bit first, just to be safe since he was fussing with my breasts earlier where the vapo-rub currently is. Once I'm confident that this substance is gone from his member, I rinse him off as he cleans off his hands before plunging his digits into me.
He jams them harder than expected as I cry out as little as I can with my voice the way it is. He feels so good it's hard to keep a grip where I am. Once he's got three fingers in me I can't help but ride his hand even more so than before. He does have talent on those digits that's for sure as he uses that very talent to get me off. Right before I can make that fall into orgasm he stops and lowers his head to help.
Knowing how much I do enjoy his fingers there's something more special and intimate about his tongue. Especially with his skills. I grip onto the toilet seat that I've been sitting on for balance as he kneels before me this time. He makes sure I temporarily forget my own name as his tongue wreaks havoc on my inner lips and clit. I lock his head in place as I ensure there's adequate pressure so he doesn't feel muffled by my heated center.
I look down and see him nipping and suckling at my clit. I can't even express how hot he looks down on me right now. It's so full of love, passion, and fire that the rest makes me almost uncomfortably hot. I need him. Like I need him now. Badly.
"Mamoru," I beg just a bit as I pull him up from me.
"Ready already?" he asks as he plunges his fingers back into me.
"Yes please," I beg him.
Pulling me to be cradled in his lap, clothes having been tossed and pushed out of the way he has me straddle him as he plunges deep inside of me. I cry out as he fills me up all the way just as he always does. It's a deep-seated feeling as he presses into me slowly but deeply at first as he enjoys the moments just as I do.
"FU...Usa.." he grunts out as he stands up, with me still in his arms as I gasp from the change in angle turns around and presses me against the door. It bangs loudly behind us yet neither of us care in the slightest by it.
"By the time we are done that door knob will make a fine dent in the wall behind us," I joke as he gruffly says, "Let it. I'll fix it later."
I laugh a little, which comes out sounding more raspy than like a true chuckle. For a moment I feel he's gonna stop when he hears how bad I still am.
Yet this doesn't sway him. Resting his hands up against the door he pushes himself back into me on repeat until we develop a new rhythm that makes us both grunt out from the building pleasure of the moments together.
"Mamo..." I manage to get out as he sinks into me on repeat over and over again. I hold onto him, the pleasure mounting as we both begin to crescent over the mountain of pleasure that is till he changes tactics.
Pulling out he turns us and puts me on the counter, one knee to each side of the sink and spreads me wide as he plunges his tongue inside. Whoa! This is new. He rarely stops in the middle of sex for anything let alone oral. Yet I can't stop the pleasure that surges forward as his tongue makes a willing concubine out of me. I'd have said yes to anything if he asked in these moments. So when he spreads my legs wider I look back to him.
"Brace yourself."
I place my hands on the counter, each side of the sink as he pulls my legs out and wraps them around his waist and begins to jerk himself into me once more. The motions are enough to nearly knock me out of position as we continue to move along. He gets rougher with the position as I cry out for more each and every time. The need for him is ever present as I reapply my hands to the basin.
He presses forward even harder than before and grabs my hair, intent to begin slamming into me as the pressure builds. My legs are locked around him, my rear is being used as a play toy as he slaps both cheeks several times over. I can feel my orgasm beginning to build and yet it's over with yet. Just as I feel myself beginning to climb higher up still he stops.
"This is no good."
He moves us and balances me as he sits down on the porcelain throne and motions me to keep moving over him. This time I'm in charge as I ride him. Getting into the slightly more familiar position I ride even harder than before. All wanton in my efforts as he jerks me back against him on repeat. My walls caressing and gripping him tightly not wanting him to leave or stop in what we're doing. I felt my heart begin to pound and my pulse race from the passion and lust as we began to quicken the pace up.
I felt his cock lengthen and press into me much harder as we were beginning to mount the orgasmic falls again. This time letting us both fall over the edge into pleasure filled oblivion as we'd collapse into each other and as promised I came. Hard too as my walls clamped down and robbed him of the last of his own restraint. He cried out and shot himself into me, fast and plentiful as I continued to press him into me.
His hips jerked up time and time again in the aftermath as we enjoyed the sensations of the other and rode out the last waves. Once we were done we could hear the door opening and closing. I went through a mental list of who all had our keys and winced when realizing giving the girls and my parents each a set probably wasn't the best idea.
"Hey, is anyone home?" Ami called out as I dismounted Mamoru.
"We're in here," I call back.
"What are you both doing in there?" she asks as I look to a pure sauteed Mamoru and can't help myself.
"We got vapo-rub lodged in places," I smile as Mamoru smirks a bit at that till something dawns on him.
"What?" I asked, he sighs, "I was supposed to hold off on sex or any orally till you were free of the sickness. Ami's here to relieve me so I can stop being tempted."
My eyes widened. I pull on a robe hanging from the door and toss one to him and take one for myself, "Well I'm gonna take this as her being here defeats the purpose."
He sighs, looks at me, and narrows his eyes, "Wait a minute..."
Realizing that I've been caught, I tell him, "I should get into bed, got some sleep to make up for."
Before I make it to the door he says, "Wait so all of this was...?"
I smile a bit and enjoy it when I say, "What can I say...I got mine," before waltzing out of the bathroom and into our shared bedroom.