I step into the warmth of our home from the brisk mid-autumn air with a huff—It’s been a long day, and all I’ve been able to think about these past hours is coming back to you. Immediately my legs bring me toward our bedroom—toward you—and I can’t help but smile when I see you standing there cradling your pregnant belly.
I come up from behind, my arms snaking around your middle while my hands settle on the swell of your bump with a sigh.
“Hey there, gorgeous.” I greet, pressing a gentle kiss to your temple. You smile & place your hands over mine, while our baby moves in response to my voice.
I chuckle, peering down at your bump while stroking it softly with my thumb.
“—and hello to you too, little one. Daddy’s home.”
The concept of pregnancy is hot by itself, with being visibly Claimed by someone and the changes in your body and Everyone around you just knows that you were nutted in and knocked up, but?? The private sensations; your skin growing taut, the slight heaviness in your belly, the little fluttery kicks, the knowledge that you aren’t alone, it’s all v relaxing and fulfilling and God I wish I could feel like that all the time.
When you’re struggling to get comfortable on the bed and you can barely move under the weight of your young filled belly. Then you feel your partner next to you, taking you into their arms and rubbing your belly, and lower back. Telling you it’s okay they will make everything better.
After giving your belly the deserved attention it needed and easing some of your back pain they get you pillows for comfort before snuggling back up next to you and back to rubbing your belly. Taken in by how big you’ve grown already.
I think most of you would be surprised if I told you that I struggled with my sexuality for years.
I’m a lot more sensitive than I let on, which growing up in the time I did, made for a lot of issues with other kids. The adult me knows kids can be mean & say things without knowing how they’ll hurt people, but me back then took a lot of those things to heart.
I was called the f-slur and other homophobic terms constantly, even by my own father; people assumed I was either crazy or gay. I just wore my heart on my sleeve in those days, but it’s a different time now.
The point here is, now as an adult, I find that I’m still learning about myself constantly. Personally, gender identity is something I respect & always make sure to take into account when it comes to speaking to other people—I will always respect your pronouns.
When I look at a potential relationship, however, I find that I don’t really care about what gender you are; if I’m considering a long-term relationship, I’d just like to build a family with you someday. That’s all that matters to me.
I’m not so sure what that would make me—I do find myself sexually attracted to the female form for the most part, but I can definitely appreciate a good-looking male body in a general sense.
Obviously I do have my kinks, but does that play a part in my sexuality? I’m not sure what I can even really label it as. I wouldn’t say that I’m ‘cishet’.
I apologize as, again, I’m still learning. I’m always open to DMs though if you want to have a discussion about this.
If I’ve said anything here that makes people uncomfortable, be sure to let me know so that I can properly edit it & apologize in kind. If you made it down here, thank you for reading my little ramble, haha.
That’s it, just like that, baby. You take my cock so well; you’re doing so good. I love seeing you unravel like this with my hand on your belly, knowing that soon it’ll be swelling with our child.
I can’t help but be enamoured with the way you look right now—gravid, growing round with our baby. You’re absolutely radiant. I can’t help but run my hands along the swell of your stomach, trailing all of your new curves with a gentle kiss to your neck to top it off. All of the changes to your body are beautiful.
Though, this certainly won’t be the last time we get to experience it. I hope you want a big family, because I know I do. This is just the first of many to come.
No matter how deep I am in this kink, I still get super emotional thinking about how someday I will get to find out I’m pregnant, tell my partner and see them cry happy tears, and spend the next nine months watching my belly grow. There will be a day in the future when I will go through labor with a supportive and loving partner, and deliver our baby into their hands. Straight up makes me sniffle a little bit. Kink is great, but I love imagining the wholesome family stuff too. <3
