They were at a halloween party, neither Jack nor Y/n wanted to go, but they promised. They’d rather be at home watching cartoons and choosing baby names.
Y/n was in an extremely uncomfortable red dress and red heals. While Jack was in all white. Yes it was basic, but it was hard to find something else that a very hormonal and picky pregnant wife would want to wear.
She was constantly poking at her hips in hopes of soothing the ache that spread throughout them.
“I’ll give you a massage when we get home mama.”
“Now.” She demanded as she ground her left hip into the arm of the chair her and Jack were snuggled in.
“I can’t now baby,” he pouted.
“Can,” she dismissed with a roll of her eyes.
“I will not lift your dress up and give you a massage in the middle of a party. You’re probably not even wearing panties.”
“They’re uncomfy!” She whined and hid her face in his neck.
He was chuckling until he felt something wet and warm drop onto his neck.
“Hey, mama. Why you cryin?”
“Hurts so much. I just wanna go home,” she begged.
“Alright, let’s go.”
They gathered the group they came with and piled into the car, Urban and Druski up front, the couple in the back. She placed both feet onto his lap and gave him a look. He smiled knowingly and began taking her heels off, rubbing her achy feet.
***
“Harder,” she whined.
“Don’t wanna hurt you-”
“Well what you’re doing now isn’t helping. I said do it harder.” He didn’t mind her snapping. Especially when she was in pain. He was doing so much her him and his baby, forcing herself to adjust to her fast changing body and all the new emotions. She’d been so brave up until her 7th month. He didn’t blame her, it was an especially hard month for the both of them.
He poured some more coconut oil onto his hands and kneeled them into her hips and lower back.
“So good, can you do my tummy?”
“Yeah mama,” he said as he helped her turn onto her back.
She smelled so good, he couldn’t describe it. He wouldn’t describe her pussy smelling like water or flowers; that was unrealistic, it’s an organ after all. But she smelt good. He could just put his head between her thighs and breathe in her scent.
“Can I taste you?”
“Y-yeah,” she moaned softly.
He began with kissing her thighs, licking at them. To get her wet and ready for him. When she was wet enough he started circling her clit with his thumb, soon replacing it with his tongue.
It wasn’t long until she was cumming against him.
“Please Jack. I-inside.”
“One more and then I will.”
“No, please. I want you inside.”
***
She was moaning so softly, he was looking down at her. Eyes closed and mouth open in a silent shout. His thrusts were slow and deep, hitting her g-spot every time.
“Please Jack. Faster,” she could barely get the words out.
He sped up, circling her clit and sucking bruises onto her breasts. He groaned when he looked down and watched as his cock disappeared and reappeared from her pussy. It was glistening and throbbing.
“Oh! Fuck!”
They were both so close to the edge, but she came first, so she squeezed around him and pushed up into euphoria.
“Lemme clean you mama.”
“No, please stay inside. Please,” she pouted.
“We can sleep with me inside you, but we gotta get cleaned up.”
***
He gently washed her breasts and cupped some water into his hand to pour onto them, rinsing the soap off. She was moaning and giggling at the tickling feeling.
“I’ll finish up your massage now, rub some of that nice lotion into your feet. Sound nice?”
“Yes baby, thank you.”
She got out of the bath and began drying off while Jack quickly finished washing himself.
Once they were both settled on the bed, all comfy surround in blankets; Jack began rubbing her feet. He could feel just how swollen they’d become, it hurt him how uncomfortable she was. Y/n suddenly grabbed his hand, pulling him up to her.
“They’re kicking,” she squealed.
The feeling never got old to either of the parents to be. They squealed and laughed as it was the first time every time.
He splayed his hand across her belly and smiled.
“Strong, just like your mama.”
They kicked even harder at the sound of their daddy’s voice.