Blue Star

Crystal Roses

Warnings: YAOI LEMON, male preggie fic.

Pairings: Seto/Jou (can yah guess which one gets preggie?)

Notes: This came from an inspiration I got when reading another preggy fic, which was so gracelessly titled ‘The First Yu-Gi-Oh Preggy Fic Ever’. I kinda figured there needed to be more of them out there, kinda how I decided that Rex/Weevil fics were the new ‘in’ thing.

2nd Note: Are you ready for the lemon of the year?! This is going to be BY far my longest, most intense lemon EVER! Be glad you waited for it!

Thanks: To NEB cuz he’s a doosh and helped me bounce ideas for this story line.

~*~

I groaned, feeling suddenly very sore and very tired. I opened my eyes, feeling as if I had only been asleep for a moment, and looked around me, squinting in the bright light that suddenly flooded my examination room.

“Good morning!”

I turned to the direction of the female voice, and as my memory slowly flooded back to me, I grinned lazily at Sable as she led Seto into the room. His eyes were a soft blue now, his smirk a relieved one, and he was quick to come to my side and take my hand in his.

“How are you feeling?” He asked. I tried to shrug, but it hurt to move.

“Very swollen.” I mumbled, and heard Sable chuckle from where she was reading my stats.

“That’s expected, the swelling will go down completely within no less than a week. So it won’t be for another two to three weeks until you two can be ‘mated’. You have to give your body time to adjust to the new organ, and let your muscles relax before you attempt such a strenuous activity anyways. I know how you two are.”

Seto laughed a little, but never took his eyes off of me, and it made me feel better to see him so concerned and protective and just so damn happy for both of us it almost made me cry. I couldn’t help it, emotions were contagious with me. If someone around me was happy, I’d be happy, if someone else around me was angry, I’d get angry and so on.

“You should rest. I’ll have food brought down and we’ll be able to take you home later tonight,” Seto told me, and lent down to kiss my forehead tenderly. “I have to go upstairs for a few hours to get paperwork done for a meeting I have at the end of the week, but Sable and Quatre will be here if you need anything.”

“Whose Quatre?” I asked when Seto stepped away.

“I’m Quatre!” I looked to see a cute little blonde walked into the room, a young man that looked not a day over 20, but I knew better. I’d heard Sable talking about the two being childhood friends, and Sable was in her late 30’s already.

“I’ll come down to get you tonight, just relax and get some sleep.”

I nodded to Seto as he left, and turned back to the blonde doctor who I guessed had helped with my surgery. I’d never met the man before, but he was almost exactly as Sable described him. Very gentle, his aqua eyes were very friendly and quiet, his hair combed down neatly the same color as mine but shorter. He was skinny too, but you could see muscles in his arms and shoulders. He had a very comforting smile I noticed, but before I could even try a conversation with the other two in the room, I had passed back out.

~*~

“So, Jou, what’s it like?”

I smirked a little to the side, lying comfortably in the bed I shared with Seto, my back propped up a bit on the headboard. Yugi and Ryou sat on either side of me, while Yami was downstairs in the den talking with Seto and Honda.

“Well, right now it hurts like hell. But the swelling has gone down a lot and Sable says I’ll be ready for the second phase next Saturday.” I answered Yugi’s question.

“Wow, I wish we could afford such an operation.” Ryou said, almost to himself, and looked a little depressed at the thought. I felt my heart sink.

“I’m sure because your such a close friend to the family, that Seto could work something out. He really wants to make sure everything goes ok with me before he takes the experiment public.”

The two nodded in full understanding, and we continued with our conversation for some time. Molly brought us lunch almost an hour later, and I drooled over the lobster she presented us with. The large lunch wasn’t what we normally ate, but Seto was doing everything to make sure I was happy, and I loved it when he fussed around me all the time. I wasn’t even pregnant yet, but in a way I guess I already was to him.

“God I love that woman’s cooking!” Yugi exclaimed, crossing his legs on the bed as he openly enjoyed my chef’s homemade meal. She did everything from scratch.

We turned our heads to the doorway when Seto joined us, Yami and Honda following. Just after them Mokuba came in, taking Honda’s hand and smiling down at me.

“Hey mommy!” He greeted, and I rolled my eyes at the youngest Kaiba.

“You guys know I’m not pregnant yet, stop calling me that.”
“Aw, look, he’s even PMSing!” Honda teased, but then stopped. “Wait, does he, you know, have…periods too?”

Seto looked at Honda with an eyebrow raised, and Yugi almost died laughing.

“No. It’s a genetically engineered uterus, the lining is prosthetic and isn’t removable. It will be released during birth, and not monthly. If Jou decides he’s ready for a second child after that the shot that will be administered to revitalize the artificial organ will generate a new lining that will act the same as the first.” Seto explained carefully, seriously. Honda made an ‘oh’ sound, and moved to sit in the armchair across from me. Mokuba sat on the arm of the chair next to him.

“Well, you guys aren’t the only ones with big news, although I don’t think ours will quite match up to such an extreme process such as what my brother-in-law is going through, we’re very proud of it.” Mokuba announced, and even Seto looked fairly surprised and curious.

“I’m moving to America with Mokuba. We already have an apartment set up in Chicago, and we plan on staying there the duration of Mokuba’s school career, and after he’s graduated as well.” Honda finished, and the room that had already been filled with elation burst at the hems with astonishment and congratulations to the young couple. I even caught Seto grinning from ear to ear, no longer violently protective of his younger brother, and truly happy for them both as he stepped up to hug the raven haired young man.

“Oh my god that’s incredible! Congrats you two!” Ryou cheered, Yugi mimicking him while Yami merely smiled brightly as he watched Seto’s reactions.

The old spirit enjoyed watching Seto’s openness as it had grown in the past few years. It always intrigued him to see new expressions on the CEO’s face, expressions he didn’t think Seto could have pulled off even if his life depended on it back when we were in high school. The room was spinning; even I tried to congratulate my closest friend to the extent of beckoning him to me for a tight hug. I knew I’d miss him dearly, he’d always been there for me, and at times long ago, he had been the only one to be there for me. He would always be my best friend, like a brother to me, and I knew he would be happy, and not just because I was happy for him.

Ryou’s cell phone rang insistently from his pocket, and he paused in his hug from Mokuba to answer the call.

“Hello? Hey sweetheart, we’re upstairs. Oliver will get the door for you, just take your shoes off this time…alright, bye.” He hung up the flip phone and put it back where it had come from.

A few minutes later Bakura had joined our little party, wearing black slacks with a black suit jacket and a gray polyester dress shirt. His tie was missing and his hair was wet from the light rain outside, but aside from that and the still dark and mysterious look his auburn eyes held Bakura looked dramatically different. His hair was longer, a little tamer than it had been, his expression softer even though his eyes betrayed him. Like Yami he had not physically aged, but he had grown to learn how to love and let rage die, to forget an old grudge and how to give people a second chance. Everyone was proud of the ex-tomb robber, especially Ryou who had married the man without a second thought, and although you would probably laugh at us we found that Bakura was actually a very pleasant person to hang around with sometimes. As long as you didn’t set off his quick temper that is, he was still the worst person you could pick a fight with outside of Marik, Malik’s yami.

Bakura looked to Seto and nodded, but then moved over towards me and sat on the bedside. He smirked at me, that patented little smirk that he had always had since we first met him, but this time it was a friendly smile, not the malicious one it had been.

“Ryou tells me your going to be a mommy.” He said lightheartedly just under the dull roar of the other people in the room still praising Mokuba and Honda. I blushed, for some reason Bakura knowing that and being happy for me flattered me more than Yugi’s insistent admiration and Seto’s constant worrying.

“Yeah, in another week or so we go through the process of actually fertilizing the egg that’s waiting. I’m still too sore to barely move right now though.” I told him and chuckled a little bit, and the once deadly spirit nodded, looking very thoughtful and glanced at Ryou.

“Would it be alright if I stole Seto from you for a moment?” He asked, and almost immediately I knew what it was he wanted with my husband.

“He’s yours, but I expect him returned in one piece.” I scolded playfully, and Bakura chuckled, patting my lower leg as he stood, his version of a thank you.

I watched as the albino touched Seto’s elbow, and the two exited the room after my husband looked over his shoulder one last time, making sure everything was in order. I sighed to myself, watching the happy people in my bedroom, and lay my hand across my stomach. I couldn’t wait to have a life inside me, a child of my own, Seto’s child. I already had baby books by the dozens, half of them baby name books, the other half parenting guides. I continued to converse with my friends until Bakura had come back in and Ryou and him left. Yami and Yugi followed them eventually and Mokuba stole Honda into his old bedroom, leaving me alone with Seto.

“It got quiet real fast.” I whispered, laying myself down as Seto helped me get ready to sleep. I needed a nap.

“Yeah, but isn’t it better this way?”

I nodded in answer, and looked Seto in the eye as he sat besides me, his arm on the other side of my waist as he held himself over me.

“Did Bakura ask you what I think he asked you?” I asked, and Seto grinned.
“He did, and I told him what he wanted to hear.”

I lifted a hand around Seto’s neck and pulled him into a grateful kiss.

“I take it that I did the right thing?” He murmured against my lips, and I laughed a little.
“When’s the last time you did something wrong with me?”

~*~

“Everything looks good so far Jou, just keep eating what I have on your personal menu and rest constantly. No strenuous activities except for swimming, but even then no laps or horseplay.” Sable instructed firmly, and I rolled my eyes at the tall woman.

“I know.”
“Good. I left Vicodin with Seto so that if you start to have any more cramps, which you shouldn’t have but it’s nothing to worry about, have him give you one half of a pill every four hours. That should stabilize the pain.”
“Alright, thanks Sable.”

Sable smiled and put her medical supplies into her briefcase before shutting the bag tightly and locking it. She left the bedroom quietly on her long legs, and Seto entered just after hugging her good bye. She had been coming in every other day to make sure my body wasn’t rejecting the artificial organ and to gauge whether or not my system was ready for pregnancy. So far, everything was on schedule, and Seto and I would be heading back for the laboratory in two days to begin step two of our ‘dream come true’.

“I take it everything went well?” Seto asked, unbuttoning his dress shirt to get ready for bed.

“Of course.” I answered, and watched him undress with dark eyes. The man was drop dead gorgeous.

“Don’t look at me like that.” Seto said, his voice a little uneasy but with a husky undertone. I smirked.

“Why, does it turn you on?” I joked, and my husband growled as he pulled on a pair of silk boxers roughly, coming over and crawling onto the bed to lean over me. I shivered when I looked into his eyes and saw them clouded with lust.

“Yes, it does. Don’t do it.”
“There’s nothing wrong with teasing my exasperating husband from time to time. Especially when he won’t be finding any release in me for another day or so.”

Seto huffed, and then fell into my lips for a deep kiss that I enjoyed immensely. I brought my arms around the taller man’s torso, holding him but trying not to press him into my still tender stomach too much. Seto was more careful, and pushed away after another moment to regain his composure before he lost the rest of it. I grinned to myself; satisfied with the fact I had once again succeeded in teasing him to the brink of insanity. It was my one hold on control in this relationship right now, and I was loving it.

“Doesn’t feel so good, eh?” I asked, and Seto glared at me.

“Oh, so now this a revenge thing?”
“You know it baby.”
”Well, we’ll just see who gets it in the end, won’t we?”

I smiled, taking the challenge, and leant forward to kiss him once more before he turned to shut off the lamplight and got under the covers to lie down. He spooned me to his chest, my head resting lightly on his shoulder before everything got dark and quiet and comfortable.

“You know I can be a real pain in the ass sometimes. Why do you put up with it?” I murmured in the silent room, tracing my fingers along Seto’s chest, and I could feel him chuckle under his breath.

“I call it sport.”

~*~

“Are you ok?” Seto asked, for the 127th time this morning as I got comfortable in the back of the limo. I rolled my eyes and chose not to answer.

He walked around and joined me on the other side, immediately wrapping an arm around my shoulders and holding me protectively. Whenever he got possessive it was cute, but right now it was almost maddening. He’d been stuck to my side since Thursday; nervous about today, the day we were scheduled for step two of the G.E.M.P. process. The fun part in my eyes, and I knew I wasn’t the only one in this vehicle that was thinking that same thing.

I hated to admit it, but I did have voyeuristic tendencies, and I knew there’d be over a dozen doctors monitoring my husband and I as we, so to speak, ‘got it on’ in that little blue dome. It sent a chill down my spine, but what brought a smile to my face and kept it there was that we were going in to get me PREGNANT, with OUR child. No artificial insemination with some random, strange woman, not adoption. A child shared with both of our DNA, through the ‘natural’ process of a regular birth. And to think, that just recently I had been wondering if something like this, some miracle like this, was ever going to fall upon us. It was strange how fate worked sometimes.

“Do you want me to pull around back, Mr. Kaiba?” The driver asked through the intercom, and Seto reached over.

“Yes, park as close as you can to the elevator, we have to go straight down into the lab and I don’t want the secretaries to know I’m here.” Seto answered, and the driver confirmed the directions shortly after.

“Why don’t you want anyone to know you’re here?”
“Because they’ll just pile work into my arms and today it’s just me and you. And if it can be arranged, the rest of our lives.”

I smiled brightly at Seto’s sincerity, the compassion in his voice, and kissed him softly in response to his explanation. I loved it when he got all romantic like that. It used to be so rare, but lately, along with his slightly annoying worry, it was becoming an every day thing. If this was how he was going to be when I got pregnant, maybe I should be pregnant none stop, I thought, but shook it off jokingly as the driver pulled right up to the side of the garage elevator. It was one of two elevators that could take you to the lab, but only with the keys that the doctors downstairs, Sable, Seto and myself carried.

We got out of the limo and took the elevator to the basement, where Sable, who Seto had paged once we were inside the building, met us.

“Hey guys, you ready?” She asked, and we both nodded, too nervous and excited and just flat out energetic to answer with words. She giggled a little, and waved two nurses over to where we were.

“Take Katsuya directly to the pod and administer the shot when I page you,” She instructed one young man with long, dark red hair and green eyes. “And you take Mr. Kaiba to examining room 12 for blood tests before you escort him to the pod as well.” She told the other nurse, a young woman with blonde hair and blue eyes. Both the staff nodded, and giving Seto one last kiss before we would meet again, I followed the man to the main room, the one that contained the large blue dome from earlier.

A sudden, nervous bubble rose in my stomach, and it felt like someone was twisting my gut into knots ten times over. All the fear from the surgery and just about everything else came crashing down on me in that instant, and I suddenly felt sick. The young man walking in front of me looked over his shoulder and noticed how shaky I was. He smiled.

“You have nothing to worry about, Mr. Katsuya. I guarantee in less than ten minutes you’ll be too worried about sex that nothing else will matter!” He told me brightly, almost playfully but mostly serious. I chuckled with him a little; taking a deep breath to further calm myself down and continued to follow him.

“My name is Hiro by the way, I’ll be the assistant that’ll be watching your stats and administering the drug. If there is anything you need, maybe if you start to get dehydrated while inside the pod or anything like that, there is a ‘call button’ on a wristband we will strap onto your arm. Just push it once and I’ll be able to hand you anything through a small opening in the right side of the dome.”

I nodded to tell him I understood, words not really being my strong point at the moment, and glanced up towards the shaded glass window Seto and I had stood watching from just about a month ago. It seemed so weird being in the opposite position now, but so exciting that I nearly didn’t realize when two orderlies where stripping me of my jeans and t-shirt. They stopped at my boxers, but with one look over his shoulder Hiro nodded and the boxers where gone as well. I had to swallow a nervous lump in my throat when the red head turned with a long needle in his hand, and had to close my eyes in the long run to avoid freaking out at the sight of the sharp object.

I heard Hiro’s pager go off, and knew it was Sable telling him to give me the shot. I braced myself, clenching my fists together and waiting for the piercing of skin. It came at a point on my shoulder, and when I opened my eyes I let my body relax. The drug started to work immediately, every part of me got warm and my eyelids got heavy. But I wasn’t tired or dizzy, I didn’t even feel faint. What I felt like doing was jumping Hiro and just because he was the closet thing to me with a dick. I restrained, because Seto still held too much of a presence in my now animalistic mind that I couldn’t bring myself to touch anyone.

I was led almost blindly to the turntable that I recognized from before; my wristband put on, and sat down cross-legged. The thing jerked before spinning smoothly into the dome, and I had to squint from the bold color of the blue walls. I leant forward slowly, getting to my hands and knees and crawling across the soft surface of the ground bedding in the dome. I knew Seto was going to join me through the turntable, so I knew somewhere in the back of my barely coherent mind that I needed to get out of the way. I rolled to my back in the middle, breathing starting to come heavier as my body continued to get warm. I knew I was as hard as a freaking rock, I could feel my erection throbbing demandingly, but because of the estrogen that had been implanted in my system, my hand didn’t want to move to stroke myself.

It felt like days before I heard the turntable motor start up again, but I couldn’t find it in me to move more than my neck to look in the direction. The turntable was on my right side now, after I had rolled onto my back, and my heart almost stopped beating when Seto greeted me, sitting with his legs cross and his arms at his sides, his own body standing to attention with a light sweat beading on his forehead. The shot they gave him was supposed to increase his stamina, and right now it looked like he could have grown wings and flown to America with all the energy I could sense coursing through him.

Seto’s breathing matched mine, but when his eyes met mine I saw a red-hot streak of possessiveness cross through him, and he leant forward as I had earlier to crawl towards me. I felt suddenly very wanton, and all I could see was Seto, the way he moved like a predator, and he took over my world and my life. He was the only thing that existed to me right now, and I could feel my body react to him the closer he came to me.

He moved with incredible speed, although he had crawled to me slowly, he positioned himself on top of me and in between my legs in a second of time. Him being that close, feeling his warm body wrung a very enthusiastic and loud moan from my throat, and I didn’t even stop to think about the people who had heard it.

There were no words between us, we were not capable of being so intelligent at the moment, and for an instant nothing else mattered. Lightening may have well as struck us down right then and there but we would never have noticed, we were too consumed with the other. Seto’s eyes had gotten so dark that I wouldn’t have recognized him had I been thinking straight, but my heart knew it was my husband, and so did my lips when Seto took them passionately and claimed my mouth with his demanding tongue. I moaned again, wanting to hold him but not having the will to bring my arms around him. The drug they had given me had taken away all my motivation for control, and all I craved right now was complete submission, to have Seto inside me, for Seto to hold complete power of everything between us.

And he took that power without hesitation. He laid his entire body along mine, and I could feel he was just as ‘in need’ of release as I was. I felt like I was on fire, and I squirmed under him a little, letting him know I was more than ready for him. Obviously the drug he had been given hadn’t killed his enjoyment for teasing me, and I groaned and whined under my breath through our kiss to try and voice my need. Unlike normally, Seto couldn’t hold out as long, and broke the kiss to reach downwards and position himself. I held my breath, and suddenly he was inside of me, and every part of us was connected when he groaned his approval louder than I had ever heard him before.

Our lips and tongues came together once more, frantic as Seto immediately began to drive hard and fast, and my body opened up to him, letting him take me, letting him claim me. I was his, and the result of this experiment was going to be ours. I damn near choked on the physical pleasure I felt, Seto’s hands holding my shoulders and pulling my body towards each thrust to intensify everything twice more. I needed no touch to my arousal, as it already felt as if someone had their hands around me, stroking in time with Seto’s movements. There was a point in time where I actually looked down to make sure there wasn’t a hand on me, and promptly fell back to kiss Seto harder than before when he managed to pick up the pace.

I yelped when Seto was unexpectedly not inside me anymore, and looked to him with pleading, disbelieving eyes before he grabbed my hips and gently but forcefully rolled me to my stomach. I felt him get to his knees and let him pull my hips up to meet him. A coarse scream escaped me into the bedding of the dome when he impaled himself again, and picked up his tempo like he had never stopped to begin with, and we continued.

Our bodies were drenched in sweat, the back of my throat felt sticky and dry, but I wouldn’t have stopped this for the world. There was too much emotion behind it, and on top of it there was just too damn much pleasure. It felt just too good to even think about asking him to stop so I can get a drink of water. I knew if I got dehydrated anyway the doctors would intervene, so I let Seto continue without thinking anything more of it. It had become a chore just to think right now anyway.

“S-…” I tried to say his name, I knew how much it affected him when I called to him in the middle of our lovemaking, but I couldn’t get the word out of my mouth for the life of me.

In a way I felt drunk, my tongue not working, my brain solely running on animal instinct, and the most intense bodily satisfaction I had ever experienced in my life. It was all overwhelming, but Seto’s strong hands held me hostage, and grounded me to this planet as he had his way with me. As I let him have his way with me, and enjoyed it to the greatest extent possible.

“Se-…” I tried to groan out once more, and like before failed.

My husband growled deeply from behind me, and leant over so that I could feel his stomach on the lower part of my back, his sweaty forehead falling to rest on my spine. Every hard thrust made my moans sound like hiccups, accenting them every time Seto drove in deep, every time his hips pounded against mine. I could hear the slapping of skin every time he jerked forward, and shut my eyes tightly when I suddenly became very aware of the new addition to my body. The artificial uterus was warm, I could feel it inside me, just below my gut, and I worried for a moment if that was supposed to happen, but the doctors said nor did anything and I chose to ignore it. It only added to the sensations if anything, and that’s when Seto found my prostate.

“Seto!” I finally managed to scream, although to me it sounded slurred and incoherent, but my husband’s movements faltered, and I knew he had heard me.

His fingers tightened on my hips, and his head lifted from my back, before I was being turned over again. Seto didn’t re-enter like last time, but he did look at me, his eyes still so alluringly intense that I began to drown. I let him grab my arms gently and pull me with him as he moved backwards, and I caught on quickly when he sat back and positioned me in his lap, his back leaning comfortably against the slightly curved wall of the inner dome. I took that initiative, and hissed in impatience when he controlled my weight and forced me to endure his choice of entering my body again, slowly.

I tensed my thighs from where they were straddling his, and sighed shakily when I could feel him fully seated in my body, this time the aura around us feeling if not a little more passionate than lustful. I could see it in his expression, and he didn’t need to say it but I knew what he was saying anyway. I loved him too.

This I wanted to give him myself, this I wanted him to sit back and enjoy. Seto for some reason was not the kind of guy that liked being on the bottom, and it was a very rare moment when he ever relinquished that power to me. It was the only thing he ever gave me control of during our lovemaking, and now even through drugs and the haze of our consciousness he was thinking of me. Even going so far as to being romantic, in my eyes anyways. I tried to smile, but I didn’t feel my face move like I wanted it to, and instead leant in to let him dominate my mouth while I began to lift my body and let it drop back.

His erection brushed deeper at this angle, but there was no discomfort, and I tried desperately to not lose complete control. I knew this was going to be a long process, but I wanted it to last forever, just being with my husband like this in this moment of true infatuation. I wanted the baby, I wanted our family. It was hard to think anymore, and I let my mind go in favor of focusing completely on my heated body, and the firm muscles beneath my hands.

Forgetting everything in favor of Seto Kaiba and his complete attention, being at the receiving end of his every fantasy come true, wasn’t that hard.

I could feel more than hear Seto groan through our lips, and I broke the kiss to be able to breath, riding him faster than before and with more enthusiasm. He didn’t complain. I could feel his hands on my hips once more, but they weren’t choosing the direction, merely stabilizing my movements, guiding me along to better the experience and take some of the strain off my hips and knees. It let me know he was still thinking of me, and I brought our lips together once more, thanking him in the only way I could at the moment.

Seto hissed and pulled back, his lips moving to try and form a word but he couldn’t say it. I kept our eyes locked together, I didn’t want to miss a moment, didn’t want to miss the expressions that fleeted across Seto’s handsome face. The emotions that I could see on my husband during times like these were so breathtaking, something I only got to see when it was just me and him in a position like this, when he was inside me. I didn’t want to take it for granted.

“J-…” I heard Seto whisper, breathing hard and gripping tighter on my hips.

He was trying to say my name. And my heart skipped a beat. Letting me be on top was the same form of rarity as him calling to me, and to have and hear both made my chest hurt from the love I felt returned to me. I wanted to do this perfectly now, it had to be done right.

My mouth had gone nearly completely dry, my tongue almost numb, and from above us I heard a buzzer sound. The small hatch that Hiro had mentioned opened, and a tray slid in with a bottle of water sitting on it. I knew that I had to drink it; the doctor’s needed me to before I got sick, and before I started to slow my jumping I gave Seto a look of utter apology. He saw the water, and let me go, staying where he was as I unsteadily crawled to the beverage. Without realizing fully what I was doing, I had consumed the entire bottle in one go, and with new energy I turned to face Seto.

He was watching me from the opposite side of the dome, his fingers wrapped firmly around his arousal and pumping slowly, teasingly, his eyes shaded. I had barely managed to make it half way back to where he laid before he leant forward, grabbed me by the shoulders and had me pinned under him and slightly against the wall in one fluid movement. I hadn’t realized how small the dome was until then, and gasped in shock before melting under his touch.

Nothing else began to matter except my husband’s hands and body, and the feeling of a foreign source of heat radiating out from my lower stomach.

Seto and our baby, what was going to be the two single most important things in my life, and they were both here with me right now, the baby in spirit and mind where Seto was here for me physically. I didn’t need him any other way right now, and that’s the way it stayed. His body moving against me, our breathing in sync, our hands and lips restless.

The tension grew, time stopped where it was and all life outside of this dome disappeared when my body finally released its rigid coil and I came. I lost my voice, Seto kissing me breathless as he felt my body tighten, could feel everything revolving to a dead stop, and his movements became sensual but rushed at the same time. I could hear him moaning in his throat, his thrusting becoming more desperate and needy. When he backed away to lift his body onto his forearms the noises he made became louder, and the aftershocks I was experiencing increased ten fold just from watching and listening to Seto’s passion.

When we first were together, our first time sating our lust, Seto had only made little grunts here and there, restraining the rest, but the longer we stayed together the louder and more comfortable he became. Right now he was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen, the expressions running across his face and the sounds of his excitement being the most vibrant and full of life as I had never seen on him before. I wondered if it was the drug bringing this out of him, hoping in the back of my mind it wasn’t, but I lost that thought as it flew past me and left the room. Seto was getting closer.

It was the anxious twitching of his left eyebrow, the tensing of his fingers and the almost convulsive way in which he was moving that gave away the fact he was closing in on his climax. I’d learned to recognize the symptoms, and right now I dreaded them fiercely. I was not ready for this heaven to end, I never wanted it to be over, but I knew it was going to be soon.

Seto opened his eyes, looking down at me with such a ferocious compassion and dedication that the spasms in my body subsided, and I finally found the will to move my arms around his shoulders from under his arms. I held him, watching him and still breathing just as hard as he was. Even though I had finished, I still felt hard and unsatisfied. I couldn’t tell for sure if I was still aroused or not, but didn’t care to look down, this was Seto’s time now, and I wanted him to enjoy it without having to worry about me.

I watched his jaw working slightly, trying to form words, but nothing audible came of it except for more moans, which I enjoyed hearing just as much as anything else right now.

“…Love…” Seto whispered, and my eyes watered.

“Seto…” I answered, without realizing I partially had my voice back.

“…You…”

When Seto finished that simple sentence, I knew I was crying. The tears that had risen to my eyes were now falling down my cheeks in pearl drops of pure bliss. They fell slowly, but when I felt something hit my face I looked up to see the one thing I had not seen in five years. Seto was crying. Not like I was, only two tears had streaked his face, one hitting my cheek, but it was the fact Seto was this elated enough to let his guard break down that much that released a small sob from my throat.

“I love you too…” I told him in a soft voice, but I knew he heard me, and the time that had stopped moving finally shattered.

Seto’s body arched away from me, a series of gasping moans erupting from his throat and from deep within his chest. His arms strained and his hips snapped forward repeatedly, jerkily. And then everything froze among the crushed pieces that time had fallen into. I panted in a breath, clenching my eyes shut as Seto pushed in further and held himself there. I could feel him, everything he touched inside of my body, the warmth of his orgasm flooding me as it moved further inside me, and the artificial uterus taking it all in, creating a very odd feeling within my lower gut. Not a bad odd, but still strange. Almost like I was absorbing it, never to be released again unlike normally when it felt like it was constantly leaking. I immediately fell in love with the sensation, and didn’t register movement all that well until my husband was gently laying himself on top of me.

“Jou…” I heard whispered breathlessly into my ear, voice uneven. “Jou, I love you.”

I couldn’t reply, I could barely even see straight, but what I managed to do was wrap my arms around his back tighter, and nuzzled into the side of his neck, before I could feel his exhausted body give out and fall into a deep sleep. I wasn’t far behind him, and I left the conscious world smiling softly, my husband still inside me as time put itself back together and caught up with us.

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TBC…
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Yay for boy-on-boy goodness! Gawd I just love these two so much, they’re my absolute favorite!