── .✦ Baby fever
Pairing : Hwang Hyunjin x reader
Warning : breeding kink, p in v, oral (f.reveived), unprotected sex, crampie, Hyunjin is a little bit…obsessed ? Maybe I forgot something..
It was supposed to be a simple day. No schedule, no obligations. Just the two of them, snuggled together on the sofa, curtains drawn, the world left outside for a few hours. Hyunjin had his head resting on Yn's thighs, eyes half-closed as she gently stroked his hair, tracing lazy little circles on his skull.
He'd been waiting for this moment all week. He just wanted to rest, breathe a little, feel her fingers and hear her voice without having to think about what was waiting for him next.
But of course, reality never completely pauses. Yn's phone vibrated. Once. Twice. She sighed, Hyunjin grunted softly without moving her head, as if to say "forget it, it's not important."
But she looked at the screen. It was her sister. And she picked up.
A few sentences exchanged, little "yes", "ok", "I can come"... Then she hung up.
"My sister can't have her son babysat today," she said softly, sliding a hand over Hyunjin's cheek. "She asked me if I could take him for a while."
He didn't answer right away. Just a slight sigh, a glance at her, then a tired smile.
"Come on, let's go together."
A few hours later, the three of them were sitting in Yn's sister's living room. The boy had turned everything upside down - toys strewn about, cushions on the floor, half-done drawings on the coffee table - but Hyunjin hadn't said a word. He simply watched, a little to one side, while Yn laughed, knelt to do puzzles or lifted him in the air like a superheroine.
There was this natural tenderness in her every gesture, this patience, this warmth that made the room softer just by her presence.
As the boy's excitement began to subside, Yn sat down on the sofa, a blanket on her lap. The boy climbed right up against her, burying his face in her neck, little body shaking with tired sighs.
"Are you tired, sweetheart?" she murmured, kissing his hair. He nodded, his arms around her neck.
Hyunjin approached slowly, sat down beside them, and the scene hit him hard. Yn, sitting there, her gaze tender, her arms protective, her face serene... with this little human stuck to her as if it were his world.
He felt something tighten in his chest.
It wasn't just cute. It was visceral. He could already see her with their child. Their home. Their life together.
She looked up at him then, catching his gaze.
"Do you want to lie down for a bit too?" she asked softly.
He nodded, slid to the other side of her, and as he lay down, he couldn't help whispering:
"You're too beautiful like this... I think I'm going to fall even more in love with you if you keep this up."
She blushed slightly, smirking.
He put his hand on the little boy's head, then his on Yn's belly, almost as a reflex.
"Because of this. Because of you."
She had no time to reply. Hyunjin had already moved closer, resting his head close to her hip, as if he just wanted to be glued to her, even in the silence. He closed his eyes, a deep sigh leaving his lips.
She remained there, caressing the two heads resting against her - her nephew's, already asleep, and Hyunjin's, slowly slipping into that calm, soothed half-sleep. And even though she said nothing, her heart beat a little faster. Because she'd understood. And because she was thinking about it too.
By evening, they were finally home. The day had washed them away. Not a word too many, just looks, simple gestures. Hyunjin had spent most of the journey staring at the road, lost in thought. Not worried. Just... inhabited.
The room was bathed in subdued light. Yn was already settled on the bed, lying on her stomach with her phone in her hands. She scrolled softly, looking peaceful, a small comforter tucked against her chest like an unconscious reflex. Her hair cascaded over the pillow, and from time to time, she tapped the screen without paying too much attention.
Hyunjin came out of the bathroom in silence, a loose T-shirt on his back, his hair still a little damp. He stared at her for a moment, leaning against the doorframe. Then he gently broke the silence:
"Are you working tomorrow?"
She turned her head towards him, her face half-hidden by the comforter.
"Mh, yeah. Why?" she asked, her voice a little drawl, curious.
He didn't answer right away. He approached her slowly, climbed onto the bed and slid down to her. Then, without warning, he kissed her softly at the corner of her lips, his hand sliding down her back.
"Because in this case..." he murmured against her skin, "...I'll have to be quick."
She arched an eyebrow, a quiet laugh slipping between her lips.
"Have to make it quick for what?"
He leaned a little closer, his lips brushing her ear.
His voice dropped a tone, low, almost whispered:
"Put a baby in your belly."
She felt her breath catch for a second, her phone slipping gently from her hand.
She turned slowly onto her back, her eyes planted in his, torn between surprise, envy, and that intense warmth he knew how to ignite in her without even forcing.
But he was already kissing her again, this time more firmly, as if he'd been waiting all day for this. His hand sought hers, intertwining their fingers above her head.
And in the reassuring silence of the night, there was no tomorrow, no job, no doubt - just the two of them, and that burning idea he'd just planted in the air.
His lips lingered against hers, warm, slow, a kiss that said more than his words. Yn felt her heart beat faster, her fingers still knotted to his above her head, trapped between the gentleness of his gestures and the intensity of what he'd just said.
Hyunjin straightened up a little to look at her. His gaze shone, a mixture of desire, pure love and something deeper, almost visceral.
"You should get some sleep," he breathed, tracing her jaw line with his fingertips.
"You're literally telling me you want to put a baby in my belly and then you tell me to sleep?" she murmured with a nervous smile.
He laughed softly, his forehead coming to rest against hers.
"I'm telling you to sleep because otherwise I'm really not going to be able to hold myself back."
But he didn't move. He stayed there, against her, his body pressed to hers, his breathing mingling with hers. He kissed her cheek, slowly, then her neck, then her collarbone. Each kiss seemed to ask the question he was no longer saying aloud.
His hands slipped under the fabric of her T-shirt. He caressed her with all-consuming tenderness, as if learning every inch of her skin for the hundredth time.
"I've never wanted anything so badly," he breathed softly, almost like a secret.
Yn looked up at him, her free hand coming to rest against his cheek.
He closed his eyes for a moment, his jaw contracting slightly. He leaned in again, placed a kiss just at the hollow of her belly, where his hand then lingered, flat against her.
"I want you now. And if a baby comes with it... I'll be overjoyed."
He doesn't even give her time to respond as he continues to kiss her. The corners of her lips, her cheeks, her jaw, her neck, her breasts, her belly, then he reaches her panties.
He looks up at her, her face warm and her gaze burning with desire for him.
Then he breaks eye contact and slowly removes her panties, getting a direct view of her femininity.
"You're so wet, Love..." He lets out in a whisper. But Yn doesn't have time to reply, as Hyunjin's tongue is already running through her.
A moan leaves the barrier of her lip. "I will make you so fucking good tonight, babygirl" He says, putting a finger inside her and running his tongue all over her.
"Fuck...Hyune..." He doesn't respond-doesn't even slow down. He just moans into you, burying his face deeper, tongue flicking, lips sealing around your clit as he sucks with an obscene, wet sound.
"I will make you a mommy tonight. A good mommy, and when I will come home, I will see you with my child." Hyunjin's words send a shiver down Yn's spine, and she lets out a long moan as she runs her hand through Hyunjin's hair, which moans slightly at the contact. "Baby..I'm..oh my fuck..."
Hyunjin smiles against her, Yn's belly contracting and relaxing at the touch of Hyunjin's fingers and tongue. She murmurs totally incomprehensible words as she runs her hands through Hyunjin's hair. "You gonna cum babe ? Hm ? Yeah, come on my tongue, please, please."
And that's all it took for Yn to burst a ball of pleasure in her belly with a silent scream. She instinctively closed her thighs, trapping Hyunjin between them.
He already make you cum three time. And he seems to didn't done yet. He want is baby, he want your baby.
And each thrust goes deeper and deeper, pushing his sperm further and further in, he wants his baby in your belly tonight at all costs.
"Fuck" he lets out a long moan, blatantly slamming your ass against him. "You took me so well baby" you don't answer, your moans muffled by the pillow, you're almost crying from overstimulation.
Hyunjin is so proud of provoking this in you, he couldn't be less proud than to see this work on you.
At this very moment, the fact that you're both working the next day doesn't matter, all you want to do is turn off the climax.
"Fuck..gonna cum, again Jinnie!" he smiles, bringing his hands to your waist, and speeding up his movements. "Yeah? Again ? Cum all over my cock babe. My sweet cock only there for make you feel good. Only for you love of my life "
And it doesn't take much for Yn's walls to clench around is cock, a guttural moan leaving Hyunjin's lip barrier as he taps that spot of Yn again and again. And just a few seconds later, Yn's body trembles, and a long moan leaves the barrier of his lips as his groan carries him away.
Barely a moment later, Hyunjin is still cumming inside her, but doesn't stop, pushing his semen a little further out before coming to rest still inside her.
Gasps fill the room, Hyunjin slowly withdraws, eliciting a groan from Yn.
He sweeps his fingers over her folds, before pushing them inside her, and using and playing with his fingers inside her, pushing his semen even further out.
When he pulls his fingers out, they're all white with his essence.
"Wanna taste baby?" Yn sits up slowly, trembling slightly, then opens her mouth, sticking out her tongue. She doesn't feel Hyunjin's semen slowly trickling down her thigh, but she doesn't care, just moves closer to her man.
He runs his fingers over Yn's warm tongue and sucks them, aiming to catch all the white liquid. After a moment, he simply rests his head on her shoulders, breathing hard.
"Go in the bathroom. We working tomorrow..." he carries his beloved to the bathroom.
A few weeks had passed. Quickly, but not without leaving traces.
Yn had had this strange sensation in her body for a few days - as if something had changed without her really knowing what. Discrete nausea, persistent fatigue, and this constant feeling of being... inhabited.
She didn't say anything right away. She wanted to be sure. And that morning, as she watched the two little bars appear on the test, her heart stopped dead in her tracks.
Not once. Not twice. Three times. She'd done three. All positive.
She'd struggled to breathe at first, staring at the results. Don't panic. No panic. But then, the only image that came to mind was him. Hyunjin. His smile. His hands on her belly that night. His words. "Put a baby in your belly."
So she'd called him. Without a second thought. Even though she knew he was in the middle of practice with the others, rehearsing, focused, in his own world.
He picked up on the third ring, out of breath, voice panting:
She took a shaky breath. He heard immediately that her voice was different.
"Hyunjin... I didn't want to bother you but... I had to tell you."
She bit her lip, her heart on the edge of her lips. Then she dropped, like a soft bomb:
"The tests are positive."
For a moment she thought he wasn't breathing.
But when he finally spoke, his voice was barely a whisper. Broken. Loaded.
"You mean... we're having a baby?"
A sound of hurried footsteps through the phone. Voices he ignored around him. Then:
"I don't care. I'm leaving. I'm coming. I can't stay here."
She heard the sound of a bag being grabbed, of a door slamming. He kept talking at the same time, without hanging up, as if he wanted to stay glued to her until he was physically there.
"You swear you're okay? Are you all right? Are you shaking? Do you want me to buy something? Wait- I'll take some flowers. No, I'm not going to waste time. I'm coming."
Yn, at her wits' end, burst out laughing softly through the tears.
"Can't. You're pregnant. You're... you're pregnant with my child. Damn. Yn."
And at that moment, she heard him laugh too. A laugh of disbelief, pure joy, like a kid in front of his Christmas present.
"Coming. I love you. And I'm coming."
