i have another request. PLEASE
miles fucking his silly little pregnant wife who’s just so needy for him and his touch, poor baby is too swollen to even be able to touch herself so he takes care of her n fucks her nice and slow, overstimulates her until she’s squirming and crying underneath him and doesn’t know what she wants because of how bad she has baby brain :(( miles just loves taking care of his little angel
UM..!!! hello you’re crazy for this- because eeeeeeep! miles would totally take care of you during this special time in your lives, in any possible way he can! andYES sweet kitty husband occupies 95% of my brain actually-
miles quaritch x pregnant!fem!reader
warnings: explicit sexual content, smut, pregnancy, obvs there is sex while pregnant, oral, p in v, sweet baby daddy husband quaritch <3
Q would lay you down on the pillows and take you apart slowly, would kiss across your skin and especially your large bump <3 he’s so gentle because he doesn’t wanna hurt you or the baby!
im theorizing that miles would love eating you out; esp while you’re pregnant. i don’t care what y’all say! he would rest your thighs on his shoulders, leaving wet kisses on the underside of your tummy as he trails towards your clit. then his lips are wrapping around it, paying close attention to nerve in languid swirls and suckles. miles loves bullying his head between your thighs, drawing his tongue in wet shapes over your pussy. and when you burst with a moan, your head jolts to look at him, but your bump conceals everything except his hulking shoulders holding you open
he always makes sure you come at least twice 👍 but if you’re not too sleepy or you’re still aroused then he keeps going, loudly sucking you into his mouth until you’re bucking into his face and coming on his mouth again.
sometimes penetration feels like too much; and that’s okay! Q is happy to relax between your legs and fuck you with his tongue, or his fingers. miles draws it out every single time, slowly working you open with a single fingertip, until he’s eventually curling three of his digits inside your stretched little hole.
but there are also times when you need more more more because all you want is for miles to spend his time fucking you open on his dick, your arousal reaching new heights as your hormones are all jumbled up!
i feel like he’s definitely one to tease while you’re pregnant, always blaming the baby for his touch that’s only flirting across your skin, because he needs to go easy on your sensitive body or something like that. when it’s actually the total opposite- he’s purposely reducing you to a whimpering mess for his own hedonistic pleasure. he wants to see that frustration in your tightly pinched features, wants to hear the edge in your voice as you beg for him.
so when you grab his wrist and look up at him with wet eyelashes, whining about how you need more of him-he’s happy to oblige.
miles is the kind to tease you with the tip until you’re loosening up and taking him easily with how slick you’ve become. he thrives on your frustration, the high pitched whimpers and wiggling hips. you look like an angel, you must be an angel, he thinks. you’re so beautiful, and he’s never felt a passion like this until he met you
and now you’re full with his baby? god, he’s so sick with love! he admires every bit of you and how you’ve changed over the months; you’re softer, and warmer, and so much needier. it makes him fuck you that much harder.
you can’t help it, you’re begging for his cum, begging him to give you another baby.
“aww don’t cry, darlin’, i’ll give you another soon enough, y’gotta be patient for me, alright?” and he’s grinning ear to ear, eyes glowing.
“i’ll give you all the babies you want, honey, we’ll have a little litter of ‘em, hm? you want that?” his thrust are picking up to a pace that has you clawing at his biceps and your voice scratching with need.
“gonna keep you knocked up with my babies, keep my little wife full of my cum all the time,” you’re nodding your head fervently and pleading incoherently. it makes him chuckle and he sends a hand to rub over your clit.
“my sweet little wife, love you so much. so pretty while you’re cryin’ on my dick. i’ll give you those babies one day. jus’ need our little girl to come home first. just a few more weeks,” he grins and kisses you. “but when you’re all better, i’ll give you another baby-and another, and another.” his voice begins to strain breathlessly as he quickly approaches his orgasm
his words have you keening and squeezing around his erection. your moans are downright pornographic, and he knows you’re just seconds away from coming. “fuckin- christ!” miles grinds behind his teeth, “tell me where you want it, right now” he orders you lowly, his brow furrowed in concentration in his effort to keep from coming.
“mm!- inside! miles, please! please come inside of me,” you sob, clenching around him , pleading as you gaze right into his eyes. it sends miles burying into your heat and curling over your body, his forehead knocking into yours. you’re wrapping your arms around him, keeping him close and put your lips to his ear
“please give me another baby, miles,” you cry. your touch pets over his velvety skin before cradling his neck and guiding your lips against his.
it’s like you’re in a bubble that miles has curated just for the two of you. he’s covering your body with his own, echoing your sweet noises with his drawn out groans against your lips. he’s shoving his tongue into your mouth, stuffing you with his cock-it consumes every bit of your mind and body and you’re coming with a loud whine, squeezing around him like a vice and he’s immediately following you over that edge, hips flush with yours as he fills you with his seed
he finishes with a deep rumble from his chest, holding himself up by his forearms to keep from totally crushing you. and miles stays like that, buried inside of you as his dick softens and you both catch your breath
you’ll lay together, his head on your chest and your fingertips tickling his skin. when you tap his back with a small sound, miles will look at you, totally relaxed and a grin starting to stretch his thin lips. he’ll kiss you, long and slow and murmur how much he loves you to distract from his cock pulling out, but the drag of it still leaves you feeling empty.
then miles is climbing out of bed, groaning dramatically before he bounds towards the bathroom. “lemme draw you a bath, hon’,” he says. you’re only half awake, eyes closed and humming noncommittally. you listen to him shuffling, adjusting the knobs on the tub, and the scent of your soap wafts into the bedroom.
the combination is relaxing and has your breaths slowing. eventually you feel miles graze your skin, trailing lightly as to not startle you. then he’s hugging you, taking a long breath through his nose as he nuzzles into your neck. “hmm, y’ready?”
you’re nodding your head, and he’s lifting you like you barely weigh anything. he’s so careful and conscious of how he holds you and safely lowers you into the warmth of the water. then he’s climbing in behind you, and some of the water spills over with his big he is.
it makes you giggle, and he’s immediately wrapping his arms around you. “what’s funny, huh? i’m just a man tryna take care of his very pregnant wife,” but you hear the smile in his voice. you allow yourself to lean into him, head tilting against his chest as he gently rubs your swollen belly.
notes: UMMMM okay wow i took way too long to write this, can you tell i’m in love with him? thank you so much for the request! thank you for trusting me with such a prompt as this- hope enjoy my loves! let me know what i should write next <3