Summary: Natalie learns of Y/n's pregnancy. How will she take it?
Warning: A little bit of sex during the chapter
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The first rays of sunlight slipped through the closed curtains of the bedroom. But it wasn’t really the light that woke me up. It was the soft movement I felt on my neck. Jenna’s lips were kissing me gently.
I could feel her lips dancing across my skin, leaving it warm in their wake. I smiled, eyes still closed.
“Baby,” Jenna whispered in my ear, her voice soft and sending shivers down my spine.
Slowly, I opened my eyes. All I could see was Jenna’s face hovering above mine. She had one arm draped over me, her hand resting on my stomach.
“Good morning,” she murmured, leaning down to kiss me.
I smiled and returned the kiss, which quickly turned slow and languid. I placed one hand on her cheek and the other at the small of her back. I could feel her shiver against me, which made me smile even more. After a few minutes of deep, lingering kisses, we had to pull apart to catch our breath, but we didn’t change positions. Jenna looked at me with pure love and gently stroked my cheek.
“How are you feeling this morning?” she asked, her morning voice incredibly sexy—but that wasn’t the point right now.
“I’m okay, baby’s okay too, but I’m so tired.” I said, yawning. It had been three weeks since Jenna and I found out we were going to have a child together. Three weeks of nausea, stomach aches, and exhaustion worse than usual. But even with all those rough moments, I didn’t regret our decision to keep the baby for a single second.
“Mmmh, I’m sorry my love. Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?” Jenna asked, giving me that adorable pout. I smiled and gently shook my head.
“Just stay with me.” I said, and she gave me the most beautiful smile before pressing herself even closer to me.
We stayed cuddled in silence for nearly thirty minutes. But suddenly, a thought popped back into my mind. Today was the day Jenna and I had to tell Natalie I was pregnant. We had decided it would be better to tell her before my belly got too big and she figured it out just by looking. So we’d invited Natalie over to our place at 2:30 p.m. I sighed softly—I was really dreading this conversation.
“It’s the big day today.” I didn’t even have to say why; Jenna tensed slightly in my arms. Last night we’d made love all night long to try and distract ourselves from today. But Natalie had to know her daughter was going to become a mother.
“Don’t worry, baby. My mom’s going to take it well.” Jenna said, looking straight into my eyes. God, it’s insane how hypnotic her eyes are. But anyway, that wasn’t the point.
“Jenna, when your mom caught us, she gave me a three-hour lecture on condoms! And you came back super late.” I said with a pout. And I could clearly see Jenna trying not to laugh at me.
“Y/n, I told you there was traffic on the roads.” she said, covering her mouth after I rolled my eyes.
“Sure, baby. Five hours of traffic.” I said, crossing my arms over my chest, which made Jenna burst out laughing because she knew damn well her story didn’t hold up. I couldn’t help but laugh with her.
“Baby, there were several accidents on the highway.” she added, but no need to say more—I knew she just wanted to avoid her mom’s lecture. I glanced at the clock on the nightstand: 10 a.m. I sighed while stroking Jenna’s back.
“Your mom will be here in exactly four and a half hours.” I said, sighing again. Look, I’m not against Natalie knowing I’m pregnant—obviously, she’ll be the grandmother. But I’m scared of her reaction. She literally spent three hours explaining condoms to me, and now that I’m pregnant, it’s like those lessons were useless (well, honestly, they were useless anyway since Jenna and I never used condoms).
“Y/n, it’s going to be fine. My mom will probably just say ‘I told you so,’ like she did when Mariah got pregnant with Dj.” Jenna said, which actually reassured me a little. “Come on, let’s get up and make breakfast.” She gave me a quick kiss on the lips. Together we got out of bed and headed to the kitchen. I opened the fridge and pulled out everything we needed: eggs, milk, raspberry jam, and fresh fruit. I went to the stove and started cooking. Between me and Jenna, I’m always the one who cooks because according to her, I’m the best chef. Anyway, I cracked six eggs into a bowl, added a splash of milk, and whisked them with a fork. While I was mixing the eggs and milk, Jenna put One Last Time by Ariana Grande on the speaker. I smiled because she knows I love that song. From the very first note, we started singing like we were professional singers—even though we’re actually terrible (well, maybe except Jenna, because damn, she sings really well).
“I was a liar, I gave into the fire I know I should’ve fought it, at least I’m being honest…”
We kept singing together, and by the chorus we were fully letting loose. I grabbed the wooden spoon like a microphone and turned toward Jenna, who walked up to me holding her fist like a mic.
“So one last time I need to be the one who takes you home One more time I promise after that, I’ll let you go…”
We kept singing like crazy, and when the song ended, Jenna cupped my cheeks and pulled me into a kiss I immediately returned. The kiss quickly turned deep and hungry. Tongues tangling, lips devouring each other. God, this woman drives me insane. Everything she does gives me chills. I moaned into the kiss when I felt her cock starting to harden in her basketball shorts, rubbing against my thigh. Even though I really wanted to fuck her right there in the kitchen, we couldn’t—her mom was coming in a few hours and we hadn’t even eaten or showered yet. Slowly, I pulled back from the kiss, a thin string of saliva still connecting our lips.
“It’s not that I don’t want to fuck you, but your mom’s coming in a few hours, baby. And me and baby here are really hungry.” I said, placing one hand on my still-flat stomach and the other on Jenna’s hip. She rolled her eyes but laughed.
“Okay, okay, but you won’t escape me.” she said, giving my ass a playful smack. I laughed and shook my head, then went back to the stove. After about twenty minutes, breakfast was ready. I plated scrambled eggs, bacon, and fresh fruit (strawberries, bananas, and blueberries that Jenna had cut). We sat at the kitchen island and started eating.
“Mmmh, I told you, baby—you make the best scrambled eggs in the world.” Jenna said with her mouth full, making me laugh.
“Thanks, my love.” I replied, kissing her cheek, which made her blush slightly. God, she’s so beautiful.
After eating well, Jenna and I decided to take a shower together—to save water and to be quick. But do you really think we stuck to either of those goals? Not at all. After ten minutes under the water, I was on my knees with Jenna in front of me, her cock in my mouth. One hand gripped the base of her shaft, the other rubbed my sensitive clit.
“Mmmh, yes baby, just like that.” Jenna murmured while moaning. She had one hand braced against the wall for support, the other tangled in my hair, tugging. I kept sucking her cock. I could feel she was getting close, so I increased the speed and intensity. “Oh fuck… I… I’m gonna come.” she whispered. Hearing her words and sounds pushed me over the edge too.
“Come for me, baby.” I pulled her cock out of my mouth just long enough to speak, then took her back in. While bobbing my head, I massaged the base of her shaft, and with that motion, she exploded in my mouth. She moaned and pulled my hair hard. A few seconds later, I came too. I moaned around her cock as my release dripped onto the shower floor and disappeared down the drain. After swallowing everything, I stood up and Jenna kissed me passionately, cupping my cheeks. I placed one hand on her back and the other on her ass.
After about 45 minutes—20% actual washing, 80% sex—we finally stepped out of the shower. We got dressed and left the bathroom. I’d just put on gray sweatpants and a white t-shirt. I wanted to be comfortable for telling Natalie the big news. Jenna wore her white Calvin Klein boxers, black Adidas sweatpants, and a black Adidas hoodie. There were still about two hours before Natalie arrived. So to pass the time, we decided to keep watching our show, Outer Banks, because madam here had never seen it. We were already on episode 10 of season 1.
Finally, after almost three episodes, we heard a knock at the door. Honestly, I was really dreading this moment. Jenna took my face in her hands and kissed me softly on the lips.
“It’s going to be okay.” she whispered against my lips, gently stroking my cheeks. “You can come in, Mom! The door’s unlocked!” Jenna called out, letting go of my face and standing up. I stood too, and Natalie walked in just as we reached the entrance. “Hi Mom.” Jenna said, kissing Natalie’s cheeks. Natalie smiled and hugged her daughter tightly.
“Hi my sweet love.” Natalie saw me and smiled, and I smiled back. “Come here, you too.” I laughed softly and hugged Natalie as well. Natalie had always been like a second mom to me. When Jenna’s away filming, I’m always at her place with her kids. But would she still love me after I told her this news?
“Want something to drink or eat?” Jenna asked her mom as we all headed to the kitchen.
“I’ll take a glass of water. I already ate before coming.” Natalie said. We sat at the kitchen table while Jenna poured a glass of cold water. She handed it to Natalie and sat beside me, Natalie across from us. “So… you wanted to talk?” Natalie asked, taking a sip of water. I sighed quietly and my leg started bouncing up and down. Jenna noticed and placed her hand on my thigh, gently stroking it.
“Yeah Mom, it’s actually about me and Y/n.” Jenna began. Natalie frowned slightly and set her glass down gently.
“Are you two getting married?” Natalie asked. Jenna shook her head. “Wait—you’re not breaking up, are you?” Natalie asked, and Jenna shook her head again. Okay, that reassured me—Natalie didn’t want us to break up. “Then I’m listening.” Natalie finally said, crossing her legs. I sighed and stared at my hands clasped on the table. This was it—I had to tell her.
“So um… Natalie… what we need to tell you…” I started, but fuck, why was I stuttering so much? Natalie looked at me, waiting for me to explain why we’d asked her to come over. “So… I… I’m pregnant…” I said, lifting my eyes to see Natalie’s reaction. At first, she just looked back and forth between me and Jenna. No emotion at all. And that was literally the longest, most awkward, most stressful moment of my life. Even worse than the three-hour condom lecture with Natalie.
“From… from Jenna?” she finally asked. I nodded weakly, clenching my jaw slightly. And then, suddenly, she stood up and screamed with joy, jumping up and down. “Oh my God, my baby! You’re going to be a mom!” I let out a huge sigh of relief, a massive weight lifting off my chest. Jenna stood up too, tears in her eyes, nodding. “Oh my God, my baby—I don’t even know if I can still call you my baby anymore.” Natalie murmured, pulling Jenna into a tight hug.
“I’ll always be your baby, Mom.” Jenna said into her mother’s neck. I smiled at the scene and stood up too. Natalie pulled away from Jenna and hugged me as well.
“You too—you’re my baby.” Natalie said, rubbing my back. I couldn’t help but let a few tears fall down my cheeks. Slowly, Natalie pulled back and gently placed her hand on my stomach. “How many weeks are you?”
“Three weeks, almost four.” I said with a smile. Natalie smiled back. But suddenly, her mouth fell open. She stepped back and put her hands on her hips. I frowned slightly.
“Wait—so that means you two never used condoms?” Natalie asked. I blushed instantly, just like Jenna.
“Mom! You can’t say that right after this news!” Jenna said, now embarrassed.
“Jenna Marie Ortega, even though I’m very happy for both of you, my condom lecture clearly didn’t work.” Natalie said. I rubbed the back of my neck, mortified.
“Uh… Mom… we never used condoms.” Jenna whispered. And I watched Natalie’s mouth drop open even wider.