#felix you fat fuck you're lucky he can carry you

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For the one and only @sillyguywithsillydoodles yaaaaaayy!!!! With an animation bc I love you and totally not bc this is payback for my birthday :))))

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Can we have Felix and Pepa having Pregnant sex? Cause let's face it that woman is horny 24/7 for him and being pregnant does not hinder that and he is 1000% in love with her and loves that she's pregnant with his baby. (Which baby she's pregnant with is up to you. Could be any of the three or it could be a fourth one)

Oh pregnant sex is DEFINITELY a thing between them? Let's do it!

"Damn, must've been a while then huh?"

"What do you mean?"

Félix had decided to catch up with his buddies for a drink. He wasn't expected home just yet, so why not? He was on his second drink, and was telling his friends about how his wife was doing, what with the new baby. Maximo shrugged.

"I mean, she's pregnant, right?"

"Yeah?"

"So it must've been a while since you've got to have sex."

Félix raised a brow. Maximo was never really...open to new things or ideas. Was he the best guy? Not at fucking all, but he'd come a long way since they were kids.

"We had sex literally two days ago. Why would her being pregnant have anything to do with our sex life? It's safe."

Maximo hesitated, scratching his cheek in an uncomfortable manner.

"I mean...she's gotten bigger now, she probably whines more and shit. Why would you wanna fuck that?"

"Look, just because the girls YOU meet aren't hot enough to look good during pregnancy, doesn't mean that applies to Pepa. She's fucking gorgeous, and I'll fuck her ANY day of the week. If anything, it's weird that you think it's weird, man."

Maximo winced at the idea, before shrugging his head.

"Alright, weird, if you ask me. Congrats on the baby, but still gross."

"Your attitude is gross man."

Félix decided HE'D pay their bill tonight, so he left. He made his way to the Casita, and sure enough, there was his wife, right on the living room couch, reading to their children. Dolores, his little angel, was asleep on her left, and Camilo, his mischievous little guy, was on her right. They were both cuddled against her somewhat obvious bump, so excited about their new little sibling. Félix cleared his throat to get Pepa's attention, watching a rainbow form over her head upon seeing him-and people wondered why Félix was so full of himself.

"You're home early."

"Eh, Maximo was being stupid. They asleep?"

"Dolores is. I'm not sure about Camilo, he keeps squirming."

"Well let's try it, you don't look comfortable."

Félix was as quiet as he could as he lifted both kids into his arms, and helped Pepa up. She was pretty far along, making some movement difficult for her. They tried walking down the hallway to Camilo's room, only for the little guy to wake up, and immediately start to whine.

"Mami!!!"

"Camilo, no, you're too heavy for mami right now."

Pepa huffed, as if she was offended.

"Are you calling him fat?"

"W-no? He's not fat, YOU'RE pregnant."

"No! I want mami! You smell bad!"

Félix sighed. Ten was too much for him to act like this.

"Look, I'LL carry you, mami will hold your hand."

That seemed to soothe him, at least until they got to his room. He tried to set him down onto his bed, but he whined loudly, enough to wake up his sister. She was a young lady, almost an adult, but he still felt bad, watching her wince in his arms.

"No! I said I want mami!"

He was going to remind him of Pepa's bad back, when Dolores got out of his arms, and threw a pillow over Camilo's head. Somehow, that was enough to knock him out. Félix hummed.

"That...was easy. Think he'll stay asleep?"

"Maybe. I can stay here and-"

The three of them jumped when Camilo let out a LOUD snort in his slumber, before snoring like a middle aged man with respiratory problems. Dolores winced.

"On second thought, let's just hope he doesn't."

"Ay, he snores like your mami-ow!"

He felt an electric shock on his arm as Pepa poked him in a huff.

"I don't snore! You're LUCKY I like you. Come on mija, let's get you to bed."

She helped walk her to her room, and after kissing her goodnight (with him doing the same, obviously), he walked her back to their room. He got her comfortable in her bed, pecking her forehead.

"You still mad about the snoring thing?"

A little rumble of thunder, plus the scowl, let him know she was in fact, still grumpy about it.

"I. Do not. Snore."

"Are you this mad because I haven't been home all day to take care of you?"

Pepa pouted, turning her nose at him.

"Maybe. So what if I missed your big strong arms and your big stupid chest?"

He chuckled, gently shaking his head. He knew how to make her a happy Pepa. He took his shirt off, and offered his shirt to her.

"Better?"

"...si."

She took his shirt greedily, burying her face into the somewhat sweaty cloth. He leaned down to kiss her forehead, a smirk tugging at his lips.

"So grumpy. You want more of Papi?"

"Now."

"Use your words. Tell me exactly what you want."

She huffed, swatting him with his own shirt.

"Puta provocación. Fine. I want Papi's cock, and if I don't get it, I'm going to kill him."

He held his hands up in defense, trying not to laugh.

"Okay okay! Heard you loud and clear mami."

He lifted up her skirt and pulled down her shirt. A pregnant belly, and tits just loaded with milk. They were sensitive too, cupping them in his hands was enough to make her breath hitch.

"They've been tender ALL day. Take care of them, please."

"I'll take care of EVERYTHING, mami, don't you worry."

He massaged them carefully in his hands, watchful of her reactions. Poor woman was in fact, very sore and tender, it hurt his heart, knowing she was ailed at all. But she didn't seem to hate it, not with a grin like that.

"I love how much bigger they've gotten though. I ever tell you I love being pregnant?"

Yes he knew all the aches that came with being a mother. The back aches, the swelling, the vomiting, the cravings, the moodswings. But it was all worth her feeling full and gorgeous, and it made his heart sing.

"You might have with Dolores, and Camilo. And trying for this one. I can't wait to meet them."

She stopped his kisses for a moment, and he watched her bite her bottom lip.

"About that. I went to the doctor today."

"And?"

"...we're...having another boy."

He swore his heart stopped. Another boy? He tried to find words on his suddenly dry mouth, especially as elation flooded his heart.

"We're going to have another son?! Really?!"

She nodded, clearly just as excited as he was.

"I was going to wait to tell the family, but I couldn't hold it! We're going to have another boy, who's going to be just as handsome as you."

He took one look at his wife, aglow and stunning in his arms, and said the words she'd been dying to hear all day.

"I'm going to fuck the hell out of that pussy, like, now."

That made her just LAUGH. God he loved her laugh. Her smile, her hair, her stomach- every bit of her he loved. He kissed her again, simultaneously struggling with his pants and her pesky underwear. She needed him, he could tell from how her nails dug into his hair, could tell from how she moaned into his mouth. He pressed his hard cock against her wet, hairy cunt, fighting off a shudder. He would never grow tired of her perfect body, and from the way she bit into his bottom lip, she felt the exact same.

"Give it to me, Papi. I've missed you all day."

"I will, amor. As much as you need. Watch your head, hombrecito."

That joke just never got old. He rubbed his head against her folds, enough to get her back to arch for him, before pushing himself inside. Her hands went from his hair, to his shoulders, dragging her nails against his poor skin.

"When...are you going to stop...feeling so good?"

"When will I stop loving you? The answer to both? Never. Now come on, remind me who's papi~"

He usually held more restraint, but he couldn't fight it. Couldn't fight the urge to buck into her, cock stretching her soaked, hairy pussy. Every scratch to his back was another way of her saying thank you, and he took pride in that.

"YOU'RE papi! You're papi and I l-love you so much!"

He wrapped his hands around her throat. Not squeezing, just so she could swoon over those big hands he knew she loved.

"And papi put that baby in you, didn't he? He gave you a baby, and made you nice and big, didn't he?"

You'd think she'd be offended over being called big. On the contrary, knowing she had plumped up honestly did so much to her, especially knowing it was because of Félix.

"Me hiciste tan grande!"

"Dios, you look so beautiful, taking my cock. It's like you want another baby. You're SO fucking greedy, aren't you?"

He was balls deep in her with every thrust, and yet, his wife wanted more. Enough was never enough, she always needed more cum, more kisses, more of him. She nodded, clinging onto him for dear life, and trying to hold SOME composure, despite the room feeling like a million degrees.

"I want another baby, Félix, I ALWAYS want your babies!"

He didn't feel any shame as their bed frame started to hit the wall behind them. Fuck it, let everyone hear how well he took care of his wife.

"I know you do. I know you want them so badly, and it's SO sexy that you love being a mani. Especially for MY baby. That's right, that's MY fucking son in you."

Something about knowing she was carrying his was...well. Sexy. Félix had always wanted to be a father, and although it took a while, Pepa gave him all the babies he could ever want. He tried not to stop as she surprised him, nails digging into his ass.

"I need you to keep giving me cum. Please, please! I need it! I try to touch myself but FUCK, no es lo mismo!"

He was close, so was she. He kept moving, just picturing her dripping all over the sheets below.

"You'll get it. Every. Last. Drop."

And did she ever get it. He dumped his cum right into her, and he was sweet enough to rub her little clit in fast, small circles, letting her cum, all while being stuffed, just how she liked it. The poor thing was shaking under him once her high struck, leaving the poor woman almost mindless underneath him.

"Oh Dios mio...I-I can't stop shaking."

He had gone a BIT rougher than usual, but her little kiss to his lips proved she was just fine.

"Shh, estas bien. I'm here. Breathe. Now can I get you anything?"

She, through panting lips, hesitated, before just coming out with it.

"Can we go again? I need more."

He chuckled, slowly pulling out of her, leaving her a mess of red bushy hair and white cum.

"I can bounce back like I used to Pepi. BUT I can do this."

He got off the bed, just for a moment, before coming back. He put her underwear back on her, clicked the vibrator on high, and pressed it against her pussy. She cried out immediately, grabbing tightly onto his wrists as her legs shook.

"Fucking SHIT-Eres malo!"

"Uh huh. You just keep cumming Pepa. You keep cumming for Papi~"

She shook as she came again, and again, and again, all while he sat there, whispering over how lucky he was to have her.

He loved being a father.

#asks #not transformers #encanto #lemon #also when Antonio was born #Camilo called him stinky #by day three he BARELY let Félix carry him #seriously Camilo became the somewhat responsible older brother real quick