We’re really doing this?
AN: I have been toying with the idea of this story with Big Rig for months. Slightly inspired by 34+35 by Ariana Grande, and a funny conversation I had with a friend about the song. Now, I’m not sure if I want to make this story multiple parts or not; let me know if you want to see more of this or shoot me a message with your thoughts! Enjoy this soft yet smutty Big Rig fic, I love that gentle giant way too much!
Warnings: Smut, discussions around pregnancy, some challenges with pregnancy, mentions of alcohol. Smut and nsfw content are 18+, minors DNI
Word Count: 5349k
Part 2
We’re really doing this?
You were humming along to the blaring music, carefully placing cupcake liners into the pan before you went back to mixing the cake batter you were so carefully preparing. You were so caught up in the music, you didn’t hear Jamie shut the apartment door when he got home from practice. Between the noise from the music, your singing, and the stand mixer, you hadn’t heard Jamie set down his bag by the door, kick his shoes off in the front closet, drop his keys in the bowl on the hall table, or call for you softly as he made his way down the hall into the kitchen. Turning away from the stand mixer to grab a spatula from the drawer behind you, you practically jumped out of your skin, noticing Jamie leaning against the kitchen island staring at you. You clutched a hand to your chest as you let out a small yelp, a smirk spreading on his face.
You grabbed your phone to turn down the volume on your music, “Jesus Jamie, you gave me a heart attack, “ you chastised him as you playfully threw a cupcake liner at him. He dodged the cupcake liner with ease, raising his hands up in defense.
“I was just enjoying the show,” he replied, his grinning only widening on his face. You had to admit, you loved that boys smile more than anything. The muscles in his biceps flexed as he pulled out a bar stool and sat down at the island to chat with you. “What’re you making?”
“I’m making cupcakes for Steph’s birthday tomorrow, her favorite…devil’s chocolate,” you answered as you brought the mixing bowl over to the island, so you could scoop the batter into the liners.
“I should probably taste test a finished product, just to make sure they’re okay for Steph,” he joked as he leaned across the counter to try to swipe some batter from the bowl. You gently smacked his hand away from the bowl before he got any batter.
“Jamie! You can have whatever’s left in the bowl,” you said as you continued to scoop batter into the cups. “How was practice?”
“Pretty good, we’re trying out some new pairings. Went pretty well I’d say,” Jamie explained. You nodded along as he talked about being partnered up with Klingberg for a while during practice, your music still playing in the background. “Wait, what are you listening too?” Jamie asked abruptly as the song changed.
“Oh this is the new Ariana Grande album, I think this song is…34+35,” you explained as you glanced down at your phone to check what song was playing. Jamie started laughing at some of the lyrics as you raised an eyebrow at him.
“Did she actually just say ‘give me some babies’?” he continued with his uproarious laughter. You chuckled for a second and started the song over to listen more closely again.
“Yeah, she definitely says that,” you were scrolling through the lyrics on your phone out of curiosity. “Oh she also says ‘Can you stay up all night? Fuck me till the daylight’.” Jamie continued to laugh as you read more lyrics to him.
“I mean, the songs not bad. Good message I’d say,” Jamie quipped quickly. Now it was your turn to laugh at him and roll your eyes.
“Yeah you would like the message of this song huh?” you joked as you slipped the cupcakes in the oven and started setting the timer.
“Well I just think it lays out some good goals,” he shrugged his shoulders as you turned away from the oven to give him a look of skepticism. Of course he loved the one song that was so blatantly about sex; Jamie was basically always ready to have sex and with a guy as gorgeous as Jamie, so were you. He always made you laugh though, always pointing out the sexual innuendos in things.
“Oh yeah, what are some of these good goals?” you scoffed as you started putting dishes in the sink.
“I mean, she talks about healthy eating in there, fucking all night is never a bad goal…making a baby….” he quietly trailed off after mentioning the last part. You dropped the spatula in the sink, somewhat shocked by what he was saying to you.
“You think that making a baby is a good goal?” you asked glancing over your shoulder at him. He shrugged his shoulders, blushing ever so slightly, but not saying anything to answer your question. “Jame, come on.”
“It’s not the worst goal,” he stated simply, right hand nervously rubbing the back of his neck. You turned around and leaned against the counter by the sink, crossing your arms over your chest. Part of you honestly couldn’t believe you were having this conversation, I mean, of course you’d thought about having kids with Jamie. You secretly hoped they’d get his smile, that smile made your soul beam. You and Jamie had the discussion about kids a couple times earlier into the relationship, but the conversation hadn’t come up in a few years. Between university, trades, and moves the timing hadn’t been right.
“Are you serious?” you asked, your voice shaking a little as you spoke.
“Well yeah, of course I am,” shrugging his shoulders once more, not showing any nerves or anxiety over the conversation that was taking place.
“You want to have a baby with me?” your voice still shaking as you spoke. Jamie pushed back in his chair and stood up, swiftly making his way over to you. He softly placed his hands on your hips and looked down into your eyes, smiling sweetly. Even at 5’8, Jamie still towered over you with his giant 6’7 frame.
“I would love to have a baby with you,” his voice was soft, almost coming out as a whisper.
“Really?” your voice was quiet, shaking in disbelief. Sometimes it was hard for you to believe that you’d found someone as amazing as Jamie and that you could call him yours.
“Really baby, what’s going on in your head?” he asked while brushing some hair out of your face and tucking it behind your ear.
“I’m just surprised!”
“If this isn’t something you want right now, we can always wait. I know you’ve always joked that you don’t want kids until you’re 30. We can wait 2 more years if that’s what you want.”
“No! No, I don’t want to wait, of course I want to have kids with you,” you smiled up at your gentle giant.
“Really?” he asked in disbelief, like part of him thought you wouldn’t want to have kids with him right now.
“Really Jame. Now is honestly perfect timing; I got my IUD out a few months ago, we’ve been talking about buying a house, and I’ve been at my job for a few years now, so I definitely qualify for maternity benefits.” The thought of having a baby with Jamie made you giddy, and you couldn’t help but smile at the idea of bringing another life into the world with Jamie. If you were going to have a baby with anyone, it was Jamie. He was a dominant force on the ice, but off the ice he was incredibly caring, thoughtful, and supportive with you. Jamie was the type of guy who was just happy to be with you, no matter what you were doing. He was happy to binge whatever you wanted on Netflix, loved to sit in the kitchen with you while you were cooking, would read with you and have quiet nights on the couch, and he’d even started running with you in the mornings, so you could have more time together. He’d even gotten you into playing Minecraft with him, which you surprisingly enjoyed. Your friends loved him just as much as he loved them; he’d spend just as much time with your friends as you did with the team. Your relationship was in the perfect place for you to start trying to have a family together. “Would it bother you if we did this without being married?”
“I’ll put a ring on your finger right now,” Jamie said seriously, which made you chuckle.
“I’m not fishing for a proposal Jame, I’m fine with it. I was just asking if you were too?”
“I would love to have a baby with you married or not, we’ve been together for almost 4 years and you’re stuck with me.”
“Fine by me,” you joked, fingers gently stroking Jamie’s arms.
“So are we doing this?”
“Yeah, we’re doing this!” you squealed as he picked you up and spun you around the kitchen. He hoisted you up and carried you down the hall, practically jogging to your bedroom.
“What’re you doing Jamie?” you giggled as he plopped you down on the bed before climbing on top of you.
“Well, they say repetition leads to perfection, so we really should get on it baby,” he growled as he started sucking on your neck. You bit your lip and stifled a moan.
“Jame, as much as I don’t want you to stop the cupcakes will burn,” you said while gently tugging on his hair to pull him away from your neck.
“We can make more later,” he mumbled into your ear as he pressed his hips into yours, allowing you to feel his hardened length. Suddenly you heard the timer going off in the kitchen, you laughed as Jamie groaned and rolled off of you. You got up quickly from the bed and rushed to the kitchen to turn off the timer. You quickly took the cupcakes out of the oven and placed them on the counter to cool before making your way back to the bedroom and to Jamie. When you re-entered the bedroom you saw that Jamie had stripped down to his boxers and was waiting on the edge of the bed.
“Someone’s eager,” you joked as you came to stand in front of him. He pulled you closer to him by your belt loops and started unbuttoning your jeans without a word. You chuckled as he pushed the jeans down your legs and helped you step out of them.
“I’m just excited to put a baby in you,” Jamie growled, his voice deep and laced with desire. You moaned, and you pushed your Stars t-shirt over your head and threw it to the side. Once you were out of most of your clothes Jamie pulled you into his lap, your foreheads meeting as you stared at each other longingly. “You sure about this?”
“Never been more sure of anything Jame,” you said before pressing a firm open-mouthed kiss to his lips, his tongue quickly swirling with yours. He kissed you firmly, his tongue quickly winning the battle against yours as you moaned against his lips. You rocked your hips against his, feeling excitement pool deep in your stomach. Jamie nipped your bottom lip as you slowly rocked your hips against his cock, which was straining against his boxers. He pulled away from your lips, only to reach behind your back to unclasp your bra, quickly pushing it off your shoulders and throwing it across your bedroom. He leaned forward and circled his tongue around your nipple as he rolled the other one between his fingers. You moaned as he firmly sucked on your nipple, sending shockwaves through your body. You rocked your hips against his once again, causing him to mutter a soft “fuck” against your breast. He continued his assault against your breasts, making you more and more impatient to have him inside you. “Don’t tease me Jame,” you mumbled, gently tugging on his short curls.
“Little eager are ya babe?” he asked you teasingly as he pulled away from your chest and hoisted you off his lap. He flipped you on your back, pulling your hips towards the edge of the bed as he got on his knees in front of you.
“Jamie, I need you inside me,” you groaned as he started pulling your panties down your legs. He chuckled at how you were unraveling at his touch already.
“Let me make you feel good baby,” he replied. Before you could protest, he leaned forward and flicked his tongue against your clit causing you to throw your head back and moan.
“Shit,” you mumbled as Jamie’s tongue flattened against your clit and he started slowly licking your wet slit. He was slowly but firmly licking your sopping entrance for a few moments before his tongue pressed inside you. You back arched off the bed and your fingers laced through his hair, pulling him closer to you. He continued to fuck you with his tongue for a while before pulling away and thrusting two fingers inside you. His fingers started pumping inside you, as he curled them around your g-spot causing you to pull on his hair harder. His mouth latched back onto your clit as he continued to slide his fingers inside you, quickly adding a third finger in to stretch you out more. You felt yourself getting close as your hips lifted off the bed to meet the thrust of Jamie’s fingers. “Fuck Jame, I’m close,” you moan out as he quickens the pace of his fingers.
“Come on baby, let go for me,” he coaxed you before sucking hard on your clit, which sent you over the edge. You threw your head back and screamed as he continued to finger you through your toe curling orgasm. Once you stopped contracting around his fingers, he pulled them out of you and licked them clean. You moaned as you pulled him closer to you and back into your arms. You reached down and tugged on his boxers, Jamie rolled on his back and quickly kicked them off. You straddled his lap as you reached down to stroke his hard cock, that was already leaking with pre-cum. You stroked him a few times before starting to kiss down his chest. You kissed down his pecks and nipped the skin by his bellybutton. As you got closer to his cock his hand tugged your hair to stop you. You looked up at him with a smirk and batted your eyelashes. “Baby I won’t last, let me fuck you.” You huffed and made your way back up his body, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. You giggled as Jamie flipped you on your back again and settled between your legs. He took his cock in his hand and teased your entrance with it. You squirmed at the feeling as you pulled him down by the neck into a passionate lip-lock.
“Get the condom,” you muttered absentmindedly against his lips. You felt him smirk into the kiss before pulling away.
“Don’t need one to make a baby,” he chuckled as he sucked on the skin right below your left ear.
“Mmm, forgot for a second,” you mumbled back. Jamie paused for a moment, positioning his cock at your entrance and looking into your eyes, you nodded your head before he slipped inside you. You both groaned at the feeling at he bottomed out inside you. He gave you a moment to adjust before he started rocking his hips into yours. Jamie wasted no time in setting up a hard pace, rocking and rolling his hips against yours. “Fuck Jamie, deeper baby,” you whined as he thrusted into you hard, with the intention of “putting a baby in you” so to speak. Jamie stopped his movements for a second before lifting your right leg and draping it over his shoulder, so your calf was resting on his back. He started rolling his hips against yours again, the friction of his skin against yours caused you to cry out. Jamie pulled out almost all the way before slamming back into you hard, he hit your g-spot deep inside you, your head fell back against the pillow as you clawed at his back with your nails. “Jame, right there!”
“Yeah, is that good baby?” he whispered in your ear. You were at a loss for words as the heat started to build in your stomach. You squeezed around him and nodded, silent moans falling from your lips. “Fuck baby, you feel so good,” he groaned as he lifted your left leg over his shoulder like he had done with the other one. His hips slammed into yours as he fucked you deeper into the mattress, going even deeper with this new angle. His hands gripping your thighs tightly, likely leaving bruises for the next day.
“Shit Jamie, I’m not gonna last,” you cried out as he ploughed into you, squeezing your eyes shut at the sensation of him so deep inside you. He rolled his hips slowly against yours, groaning as you started you clench around him.
“Baby, open your eyes, look at me when you cum baby,” he whispered to you softly. You opened your eyes and bucked your hips to meet his. “Just think, this could be how we start our family.” His words took your breath away for a second as he continued to slowly rock his hips with yours. You grabbed his neck and pulled his head down to yours before smashing your lips against his in a desperate, and loving kiss. His chest was flush against yours as he picked up the pace again, lips still against yours. You moaned against his lips as you felt yourself fall over the edge.
“Jamie,” you moaned softly against his hips. He rocked faster, his steady pace starting to unravel as you squeezed tightly around him. He thrusted into you a few more times before you felt him spill his warm cum deep inside you.
“Oh god baby,” he groaned as he lost his balance and fell onto your chest. You both chuckled as you came down from your highs, staying wrapped around each other as you caught your breath. Jamie was softly stroking your hair as you played with the hair at the base of his neck, content with the silence enveloping the room. “Pretty girl, you did so good,” he praised you as he softly pressed his lips against your forehead.
“I love you Jamie,” you smiled as he rested his forehead against yours.
“I love you too baby,” he whispered as you both continued to lay together, feeling him start to soften inside you.
“What if that was it?” you mentioned as he slowly pulled out of you. He rolled on his back for a second, staring quietly at the ceiling before looking at you and smiling.
“You’re going to be the best mom,” he mumbled before rolling towards you and capturing your lips once more. He pulled away slowly and got up off the bed, making his way to the bathroom. You laid on the bed, still blissing out from your two orgasms. You heard the water running in the bathroom as you smiled to yourself and thought about what it would be like to be a mom. You heard Jamie come back into the room, and felt the bed dip as he got back on the bed. “Open your legs baby, let me clean you up,” he said softly as he gently pushed your legs apart. You whined as you felt the warm cloth against your sensitive skin, but Jamie was incredibly gentle as he cleaned you up before taking the cloth back to the bathroom. You sat up on the bed and grabbed his t-shirt from the floor, lazily throwing it over your head.
“Come on Big Rig, we have cupcakes to decorate,” you called as you pulled your panties back on and left the bedroom.
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Four months passed, as it turns out that afternoon had not been the time with Jamie that got you pregnant. The two of you spent the past four months “practicing” as Jamie put it multiple times a day and you were exhausted. You were getting discouraged by the numerous negative pregnancy test results. Jamie however, was constantly encouraging and supportive. He spent every moment he could telling you how perfect you were, and that it would happen when it happened; even if he was on the road, he would find time to praise you through text. Jamie even got really into researching what the two of you could do to up your chances of getting pregnant. It was quite cute, because he would send you articles and then ask you what you thought of them the next time he saw you. You both were doing everything you could to start a family, and as much as you tried to stay positive like Jamie, your stomach still dropped with every negative pregnancy test you saw.
One day you’d had enough, Jamie was due home from a road trip and you had the day off work. You’d taken a pregnancy test that morning and it was negative once again. Jamie was on a plane, so you couldn’t talk to him, and you found yourself dialing the one friend you’d told about all of this. Steph answered the phone immediately, and you didn’t even have to explain anything as she heard you sobbing on the other end of the phone.
“Oh honey, don’t put too much pressure on yourself,” she whispered softly into the phone as you cried uncontrollably. You’d told Steph at her birthday get together four months ago when she questioned why you weren’t having a glass of wine with her. The two of you hadn’t been able to contain your squeals at the thought of you having a baby with Jamie. Things looked a little different four months later, that excitement fading into despair as you weren’t getting the results you’d hoped for.
“I just feel worse and worse with each test, I’m letting him down,” you sobbed.
“You are not letting Jamie down, don’t say that. Jamie worships you, he practically treats you like you hung the moon love,” Steph said calmly.
“What if it doesn’t happen Steph?” you asked, you cries starting to settle.
“Maybe you take a break,” she suggested.
“It’s only been four months,” you scoffed.
“Hear me out, what if you just stop thinking of it so intensely. Just go about your business and if it happens, it happens. Girl, you’re tearing yourself up over this, give yourself a break.”
“Yeah, maybe that’s a good idea,” you mumbled into the phone as Steph continued to tell you how amazing you were, and tried to soothe you a bit.
When Jamie got home that night, you showed him the pregnancy test and he wrapped you in a bone crushing hug. You mentioned what Steph had brought up and he agreed to put less pressure on getting pregnant for a while. The two of you went about your daily lives, continuing your active sex lives but not discussing pregnancy near as much. You’d even started looking for houses, which kept you both fairly busy, but you happily welcomed the distraction. Jamie kept reassuring you that it would happen at some point, and if it didn’t you’d look into other options.
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Two more months passed, and with them came more negative pregnancy tests. You barely had time to dwell on them because you and Jamie were now in the middle of a move. You found a house roughly 3 minutes from where Jamie Benn lived, and the whole team loved to joke that the two Jamie’s just had to be neighbours. Buying a new house meant furnishing and decorating a whole house, as your apartment didn’t have near enough to fill the large home. In addition to that, Jamie had proposed to you one month ago, not wanting spend another moment without you as his fiancé. The past few months bringing you and Jamie even closer than you were before. Between moving and working full time, you were exhausted. You were excited when Jamie mentioned going to a team barbeque at Tyler’s house. The regular season was winding down and Tyler was hosting everyone at his house before playoffs started.
Tyler’s “barbeque” turned into a full blown house party; you and Jamie were happy to participate and forget the stress of the past few months. Tyler had insisted on keeping your wine glass full during dinner, and then insisted that tequila shots were essential as beer pong was being set up. You hadn’t had a drink in 6 months, so it was safe to say you were feeling pretty buzzed. Jamie dragged you to the beer pong table, saying that you were his lucky charm and that he couldn’t lose to Jamie Benn again. It turns out you were his lucky charm, as you crushed Tyler and the captain, not missing a single shot. Jamie spun you around the room in celebration as Tyler moped over losing the game. After some innocent trash talk between you and Jamie Benn, and Tyler accusing you of cheating, everyone started to scatter from the table. You grabbed a beer from the kitchen while chatting with Tyler’s girlfriend Kate about summer plans. You saw Jamie staring at you longingly from across the room as he was trying to pay attention to something Ben Bishop was saying to him. You met each other’s eyes once again, as he nodded his head towards the hallway behind him. You nodded back in agreement and excused yourself from your conversation with Kate. You quickly took off down the hall as Jamie pulled you into one of Tyler’s many bathrooms.
“Do you know how good you look in this?” Jamie questioned as he was pawing at the black sundress you were wearing. He was all over you as soon as the bathroom door shut. You smirked at him and tugged on his beltloops, fiddling with the button on his jeans. He hoisted you up on the bathroom counter, stepping easily between your legs. He was pressing open mouthed kisses on your neck, his teeth occasionally sinking into your skin.
“Jamie, I need you,” you groaned before pulling his lips to yours. You pushed your tongue in his mouth, swirling your tongue with his own. He moaned into your mouth as he hiked up your dress.
“Really pretty girl? At my teammates house?” he faked shock as you reached for the button on this jeans once again. You laughed as you nipped at the skin on his neck.
“We need to be fast Jame,” you muttered as he unbuttoned his jeans, pushing them down with his boxers. He pushed your lace thong to the side and groaned at how wet you were.
“Were you thinking about me baby?” he whispered as he slipped two fingers inside you. He thrusted his fingers inside you until he had you close to the edge before pulling them out and grabbing his hard cock in his hand, wetting it in your folds. He looked at you for confirmation and you nodded, pulling his hips closer to yours. He slid into you hard, starting a rough and fast pace. His hands were firmly holding your legs open as he rocked into you, trying to bring both of you to your highs. You face was buried in his neck, trying to muffle your moans as he hit your g-spot over and over and over.
“Fuck Jamie!” you cried out, causing him to shush you. He slammed into your for a few more minutes before his pace started to stutter. You felt yourself clench around him, as you wrapped your legs around his hips, pulling him closer to you.
“I’m not going to last much longer baby,” he whispered in your ear before pulling your head back and resting his forehead on yours. He pulled all the way out and slammed back in, bottoming out. You cried out and tried to turn your head, but Jamie pulled your head back, so you were looking at him. He stayed deep inside you and started grinding his hips against yours, knowing this drove you wild.
“Shit Jame,” you cried out as you felt your orgasm hit. He rolled his hips a few more times before emptying himself inside you.
“Fuck!” Jamie groaned loudly as he came inside you. He rocked his hips a few more times before pulling out. You both smirked at each other as he handed you some tissues and helped you clean yourself up. The two of you quickly fixed your clothes and headed back into the party, giggling as you walked down the hall, fingers laced together. Some of the guys smirked at you as you re-entered the party. Jamie squeezed your hand reassuringly as you found a place to sit down. Jamie sat down on the couch by Jamie Benn, and you sat down in his lap, as he pulled you closer to his body, lazily tracing shapes on your thigh. Jamie Benn clapped a hand on Jamie’s shoulder causing both of you to look at the brunette.
“Didn’t know you could be so loud Riggy,” he said with a straight face before breaking into laughter. The rest of the team started laughing as Jamie blushed.
“Oh god,” you whined as you hid your face in Jamie’s neck. I guess you hadn’t been quiet after all.
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One month passed and you both thought nothing of the heated exchange at Tyler’s. You woke up early one Friday morning in your new home, hearing Jamie moving around in the kitchen. You rolled on your back and yawned, your hand coming up to rub your eyes. You whined a bit as your hand brushed one of your breasts, that was odd. You squeezed your breasts in your hands, they were definitely tender, which was odd since you weren’t on your period. You laid in bed for a few minutes before shooting up in bed. You’d been more tired than usual lately, which you attributed to moving into a new house. But your stomach had also been a bit off and now with the breast tenderness you were definitely suspicious. Could you really be? You quickly leapt out of bed and made your way into your bathroom. You went into the drawer that had a few pregnancy tests in it and pulled one out, nervously ripping into the package. You sat down and peed on the stick before putting the cap on it and setting it on the counter. You decided to brush your teeth while you waited, time passing slowly. After you rinsed your mouth and flossed your teeth, which you never did in the morning but apparently you wanted to floss while you were nervous. You glanced down at the test and let out a loud scream, louder than intended, but you couldn’t believe your eyes. You heard Jamie running down the hall and into the bedroom, he turned the corner into the bathroom.
“What’s wrong? Are you okay?” he questioned as he rushed to you, trying to see if you were hurt in some way. You shook your head and pointed to the test on the counter. He glanced down and squinted a bit. “Holy shit!” he wrapped your arms around you and lifted you up into a hug.
“Is this real?” you gasped as tears started pouring down your cheeks.
“You’re pregnant baby,” he whispered as he held you in his arms.
“We’re pregnant,” you whispered as you squeezed him tighter.
“You’re going to be a mom,” he said while stroking your hair as the tears continued to pour from your eyes.
“Oh god, Tyler is going to want to be the godfather because we fucked in his bathroom,” you groaned. Jamie laughed against your neck, while giving you a soft squeeze and setting you down.
“Wait until they hear that an Ariana Grande song made us talk about having kids,” Jamie said while continuing to laugh. You started laughing as you wiped the tears from your eyes, it finally happened. You were pregnant; you were having Jamie’s baby, you were finally starting your family with him and nothing made you happier.
