#hayden everett smut

[georgiapeach30513]

Keys in Your Ignition, Part 29

Summary:  you have your doll baby!

Pairings:  Hayden Everett X Reader

Rating:  explicit

Warnings:  explicit language, explicit sexual content, PIV sex, unprotected sex, sleepy sex, pillow talk, creampie, alluding to Angel’s abuse, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  6.5K

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*dividers created by @firefly-graphics​

“Mmm,” Hayden moans as he kisses over your shoulders.  His hand wraps around your waist, dipping below your panties, and your back arches into him.  “How are you already wet?”

“I was dreaming that you were fucking me in my sleep,” you whisper, and Hayden pulls aside your panties, and you feel the heavy weight of his cock on your backside along with his heated breath on your neck, “Just stick it in.”

“Woman, don’t rush me,” he gives a quick peek over your shoulder to ensure that Cozy was sleeping with her little diaper butt stuck in the air.  “I want another one,” you give him a quick smack to his arm.  “She’s so cute though.”

“Please don’t talk about our daughter and how cute she is when…ahh,” you both whimper as he slides in balls deep.  “Haydes,” pulling his arm up higher, you hold onto him tightly as he pumps into you.  Nothing but you and him, airy breaths and his strong and still gentle touch.  The best wake-up call.  Enjoying every moment that you could with him in this way.  Not that sex was the only reason you loved Hayden, but the fact that he was the only one that got to have this part of you made you that much more desperate for him.

Your husband was a horny man, but he knew how to take care of you, and your emotional needs, and especially your physical needs.  He knew that since Cozy was born you just want something sweet and sensual.  And the way that he continues to kiss on your neck, moaning with every soft stab into you.  When you start to get a little too loud, the hand you're gripping onto moves to put two fingers into your mouth.  Keeping it busy and quiet as his motions quicken.

“Doll, baby, you almost close?”

“Mhmm,” you mumble over his fingers.  Giving the digits a suck, just to hear him moan in your ear.  

“Eh,” Cozy sits up in her bed, rubbing at her eyes, and looks directly at the camera, “Eh,” her cries are not even cries, just the sweetest little noises so you know she’s awake.  “Eh.”

“Uh-uh,” you shake your head back and forth.  “Finish,” he moves a bit faster.  Rutting into you with more need, and then the bottom lip juts out on your baby.  Her cry gets a bit louder, but it’s still the sweetest little thing.  Screams did not happen with this baby.  They were soft cries, and she made everyone’s heart break every time.

You have to keep Hayden focused, or he will lose control, “Dada,” she only said that when she was demanding attention.  “Dadadadada,” and the cry that follows is a bit more painful, and then her hand slaps on her bed, and the most pitiful, “Mama!”

“No!” Hayden grunts on your back.  Giving your shoulder a little nibble as he drives into you.  You were the weak one when it came to her.  “Don’t you dare.  Uh!  Oh god.  Doll, I feel you, baby.  You’ve got me in a fucking vice grip.  Let go.  Let go for me, sweetheart.”

The way he takes care of you, and the way he holds off on his own pleasure, just to make sure you get off first.  He is perfect.  You couldn’t imagine a better person to spend your life with, or make the sweetest little pouty babies with.  “Don’t listen to her, right now.  Doll, listen to me, baby, I’m so close.  You feel me?  You feel how you have me twitching?”

“Yeah,” closing your eyes, and blocking out her sweet cries of dispair, you are only there for Hayden.  Feeling every part of him.  Every inch, every ridge, and even the slight curve to his cock.  “Haydes!” Your back arches even more, letting him go even deeper, and with two more hard thrusts, he shoots his load deep into your womb, leaving the two of you panting, and holding onto each other.

“Mama,” her pitiful little cry was still so soft, as she presses her head against the side of the crib, making you pout as she calls out for you again.  Already growing weary of you not responding.

“Haydes, she needs me,” you turn to look at him, pouting.

“Yeah, I bet your boobs are nice and full.  Ready for her to suck on.  Go on.  Go get our baby so she can nurse, and stare at me.”

“Mama.  My mama.”

“They do hurt though.  You know she loves you.”

“And she’s obsessed with you and the Andy Barber.  If she hears either of your voices, she completely ignores me.  It’s cruel.  She’s a meanie,” you give him a quick kiss to his nose, trotting off to the bathroom to clean yourself up, while he straightens up the bed.  “I’m going to grab something to drink while you get her, do you need one of those boobie cookies?”

“Quit calling them boobie cookies,” giggling when you walk back into the bedroom.  “They help with milk production.  They’re good for us.”

“Yes, yes.  Good for the boobies.  What’s good for the boobies is good for the Cozy girl, and for daddy,” he wiggles his eyebrows at you, and when Cozy softly cries again, you run off to grab her, ignoring him in the process.

Creaking open the door, she gives you the sweetest smile despite the tears that have made her chubby cheeks glisten.  “Mama,” she whispers, clapping her hands.  “My mama!”

“Good morning, Cozy baby.  How did you sleep?  Nom nom nom,” you pick her up, nibbling on her chubby little cheeks, and she reaches back to her bed making grabby hands at her little gray bunny.  “Okay, I’ll get it, my darling.  Your cousin Sailor has one, too. She does.  And it was…it was going to be your big sister Luna’s.  Let’s get you changed, my baby.  And then we’ll go get in the bed with daddy, while you nurse.  Does that sound good?”

“Yeah,” she whispers out, letting you lay her back on the table to change.  Hayden hangs out in the bedroom, watching and listening to the two of you on the monitor with the sweetest smile.  Hearing his two girls babble in the morning.  Bonding while you ready her for the morning, with lots of kisses, and cuddles.

“And Cozy is finished.  Can you quit eating BunBun?  Let’s go see daddy, okay?”

“Yeah!” She grabs a hold of your arm as you carry her into the bathroom, getting the biggest two teeth smile when she sees her daddy, “Dada!”

“Are you going to let daddy hold you?”

“No,” she continues cheesing, holding you even tighter when Hayden’s face falls.  He looks up at you with the biggest puppy dog eyes.  You knew he was only playing, but man, if he wasn’t so proud of his daughter.  He could never get enough of her, and wanted to hold her any chance he could.

“Leave her be.  She is ready to…”

“Suck on the boobies!”

“Yeah!”

“Stop saying that, Haydes,” giggling as you sit down beside him, and Cozy was already pulling your pajamas down.  Mouth wide open as she tries to latch on.  “She’s going to go school telling everyone she loves to suck on mama’s boobies.”

“Not as much as daddy loves sucking on them,” Cozy gives a bit of a growl as Hayden pushes back her soft curls.  Their eyes locking together, and never looking away, “See, she’s torturing me.  She’s proving that she gets to suck on the boobies while people watch, but I can’t suck on the boobies while people watch.”

“Next time we’re at your parents’, just sit in my lap, and pull out my tit and start sucking then.  Or maybe in front of Steve and Tulip.  I mean, Bucky is still crashing at their house, maybe he would like the show.”

“Cozy, I see where you get your meaniness from; your mama is just as mean.”

“Ow!” You playfully scream when Cozy growls again, getting a little smack on the chest from her.  “You tell daddy that he’s being silly.  He gets to suck on things that no one else gets to, huh?”

“Please don’t talk about me sucking on your cupcake in front of her.  I get it, what I get to play with no one does.  And Cozy, I sure do love playing mama.  I like playing with her a lot,” his voices gets softer as he moves in closer to you with a dopey grin.  Not stopping until it’s your lips pressed against his.  The two of you caught in the sweetest little kiss.  Mornings have never been more sweet than when you had a baby.  Even if she was pushing his arm away.  Even if you could hear the Doodle’s feet upstairs as him and Curtis get out of the bed.  Right now it was just you and Hayden, and Cozy.

“Your boyfriend and our first child will be in here in a second,” he says when you cant find the will power to pull away from his kiss.  “I seriously think he just wants to see your boobies.”

“He knocks at the door,” you mumble, trying to pull him closer.  “After Doodle goes outside.”

“I’m only kidding.  I know he’s already seen your boobies.”

“Shh, just kiss me, daddy.”

“Growl, yes ma’am.”

“No!  Call me baby.”

“Whatever you need Doll, baby,” he says as he closes the gap between you again.  Slotting his lips against yours.  The best mornings happened every morning.

“Mama?” Cozy pouts up at Hayden, while you finish up a test.  She didn’t hate Hayden, she just was attached to you.  Giving her dad a little irritated grunt, and she was looking at the office, pumping her fist towards the door, “My mama?”

“Mama is working, baby,” she shakes her head no, still looking towards the office, ready for you to get her.  “Yep, do you want daddy to wear you?” Excitedly Cozy nods her head, leaning over to lay her head on his belly, “That sounds so weird.  Let me get, ah, the carrier,” reaching towards the carrier that stayed beside the couch, Cozy bounces up and down ready to be worn and walk around.

“Front or back?” That chubby little hand pats on his belly, and he gets so proud of her, “you are the smartest little thing ever.  Yep, smart like your mama and your daddy.  Does my Cozy baby want puffs or yogurt?”

“Yeah!”

“Okay, both it is there.  Here you go, let’s get a snack, and we can throw a ball to Doodle, okay?”

“Yeah!”

This is how you found the sweetest things in the world.  Hayden throwing a ball to your bestest boy, while he constantly hands Cozy one of her snacks and her chubby little self happily screeches at Doodle.  His nose gives her flailing feet a tap every time.  “You know, Haydes, I thought you were sexy when I saw you shirtless for the first time.”

“I know you did, baby,” leaning to the side, he gives you a quick kiss, shushing Cozy when she says mama, “Quiet, Coze, daddy still wants to hold you.”

“But this,” you give that sweet little angel on her daddy’s chest a kiss to her head, and she looks up at you, still repeating her mantra of mama, “Our little fenced in backyard, with our handsome boy, this sweet babe on you…Haydes, this is you at your sexiest.  Like how could I want anything more?”

“Well, you are almost finished with school, and you my beautiful wife will be a CPA.  I’m just glad that you let me share this life with you,” Doodle stops in his tracks, howling suddenly, “We have company.”

“Uh huh.”

“And you knew, and didn’t tell me.  That can only mean one thing.”

The side gate opens up, and in trots Andy, Amaris, and even the caseworker that didn’t seem to be away from these two, even if Andy wasn’t giving any information on that.  “Andy Barber,” Hayden turns towards the trio, and Cozy’s legs go stiff, kicking out.  “No.”

“Dede!”

“It sounds like you’re saying daddy and it hurts my feelings,” you swear that Cozy and Hayden could have a pouting contest against each other.  She learned the jutting out lip directly from her dad

“Dede!” She squeals again, the biggest grin on her face.  “Dede!”

“Can I get her?” Andy snorts, holding his own hands out, while Cozy tries to wiggle her way out of her confines.  Reaching up towards her uncle, and almost vibrating with excitement that he was there.  “Dede brought Ama, and Angel to come see you, sweetheart.  C’mere.”

Your eyes move immediately to Andy’s shadow as she watches him hold your daughter so sweetly.  Amaris already runs with Doodle, while you have to hold Hayden since he was pouting, “You had her for a couple of hours all to yourself,” you try to remind him.  Letting him know that he had her all to himself while you finished up some work.  Got to take a nap with her and Doodle in the bed.  She was even laying on his belly.  And you had to miss it.

“And she hates me because I gave her a bottle,” Cozy’s head shoots over towards you, and looks at your chest, and holds Andy even tighter, “See, she likes Dede and boobies.”

“She’s like you, babe.  Come on, Angel, you want to help with dinner?  Curtis should be here soon.  Amaris?  You want to make brownies or just play with Doodle dude until Coco gets here?”

“You’re leaving me alone with the Andy Barber?” Hayden pulls you into him, whispering in your ear before you can get away.

“Yes, and let Cozy be your buffer.  You’ll be fine.  You’re a big boy now.  And if you’re a real big boy, I’ll give you a pumpkin cupcake as a treat, okay?” He sweetly nods his head, making sure to get another kiss before you leave his side.

“But with our next baby, can you make them love me more than you?”

“Yes, Haydes.  Behave,” motioning for Angel to join you, she follows you in the kitchen.  Waiting on you to give her direction, and helping immediately.

Her focus randomly drifts out the door, watching your blushing husband showing off the work you two had been doing for Cozy’s backyard oasis.  Her eyes fondly staring at Andy holding your little baby.  Getting a warm smile when Cozy pushes her hand against his mouth, and you watch as Angel’s hand gently caresses her stomach.  Even the way she watches Amaris, laughing quietly out loud.

“So…what’s going on between you and Andy?”

“Uh…well…”

“Is it serious?  I mean, does Amaris know that you two are…?”

“No,” she blurts out immediately.  “We’re saying it’s to see how she’s adjusting.  This is new territory for all of us.  Especially me.”

A comfortable silence moves over the kitchen, but she never strays from looking towards Andy, and the kids.  A longing look clouding her eyes.  “Doll, can I ask you a personal question?” You nod at her, deciding that dinner was prepped and started enough to move closer, and she only slightly backs away.  “How long was it before you and Hayden…had intercourse?”

“Oh.  Oh, well that…it’s difficult to say.”

“That soon?”

“No.  No, I uh…I was raised in a motorcycle club.  My mother died when I was young, and…I was taught to be an eventual old lady, and my purpose was to be there for my husband’s enjoyment.  Do whatever he likes.  I first experimented with my crush and brother’s best friend, had a miscarriage, and later got into the most toxic relationships I could imagine with my dad’s best friend, and my brother’s at the same time.  I was lost, and drowning, and Curtis brought me to his family.  And a few months later I met Hayden, and…we took things painfully slow.  I didn’t want sex to confuse my head with how I felt about him.  I don’t regret that time, and I appreciate him and us more because of that.  Hayden was patient, and the perfect gentleman.  He let me lead the speed of our relationship.”

Looking down at the countertop, she nods her head.  Her finger draws circles on the surface, and she looks back one more time at Andy who was nibbling on Cozy’s cheek, while hugging Amaris up against him.  He was built to be a father.  “I want to give him that.  I love that Cozy loves him, and he gets to experience a baby.  But I’m scared.”

“Why?”

“I’ve never…I have, but it was never my…m-my choice, and…”

“Can I hug you?” She looks up at you confused, and you don’t need her to say more if she didn’t want to.  You knew the story and how she got into social work, and how she was in the foster system growing up.  She was trusting you enough, but you didn’t need to know the details.  “I want to give you the ability to choose whether you want me to touch you or not.”

She sighs, and leans in to hug you.  Pulling you in closer, and melting into you quickly.  “I’ve never told anyone that, but Andy.”

“He’s a good man, Angel.  The fact that he’s keeping you around means he’s willing to wait.”

“What if I never can?”

“Then worry about that then,” she slides away from you.  Inhaling and exhaling slowly as she stares blankly at Andy.  “I started off with touching myself.  Get comfortable with me.  And then naturally Haydes’ and my relationship progressed.  Our kisses lasted longer.  My body craved his.  I would straddle him, and you know grind on him.  A lot of clothes on stuff happened.  And then…I felt him a few times before he was ever inside me.  There’s ways.  And I didn’t feel empty afterwards.  I wanted more, and when I was ready I knew.  I didn’t want to hold back.  I wanted him, and I loved him, and…it was the best thing that happened.  Because we’re now married, and I have something I’ve always wanted.  I…we made our dreams happen.  I’ve never been happier, and tomorrow I will be even happier.  And the next day, even happier.  It happens everyday.  He’s my best friend.”

“What about Curtis?” Angel laughs through her tears.  Her hand wipes away the streams pouring down her cheeks.  “They call him your boyfriend.”

“Curtis is my friend.  And one of my best friends, but there’s things I don’t share with him.  I share everything with Hayden.”

“Even bodily fluids.”

“Even that,” there was something satisfying about talking to someone in this way.  Getting to be a bit more candid with a female.  Being open with someone completely, because Tulip didn’t want to know, and Bubs was so guarded.  “I know Haydes is a lot for some people.  But he’s my perfect.  He’s someone I see sitting on our back porch steps, watching our grandchildren play back here.  Or just laying in the bed holding each other with our wrinkled hands.  I want to grow old with him, and I’m going to laugh everyday.”

“Andy isn’t the funniest,” another look to the back, and this time Andy catches sight of her, and the two share the sweetest lingering look, and her hand was back on her stomach again.  “He’s corny.  Corny dad jokes.”

“But he makes you laugh.  He doesn’t make you cry.  Trust your gut.  You want him.  He wants you.  Let him continue to take your walls down brick by brick, until the passion and lust is too much and you react.  That’s all it is,” the outside party walking towards the backdoor has Angel getting from her stool, and going to the half bath.  “If you need to freshen up, you can use our bedroom,” you tell her.  Thankful she was getting a moment to recenter herself, and breathe without prying eyes, and Andy who couldn’t touch her with Amaris around.

Doodle runs straight to you, and you give him the best head scratches.  Seeing your smiling baby squeal when she reaches towards you.  The prettiest smile on her face as she starts to clap, and her legs flail around the closer she gets to you.  Holding her high above your head when you take her from Andy, bringing her back down for the sweetest kisses.  “Okay, you need some floor time.  Are you going to be on the floor with Doodle to play?”

“Yeah!” She screams, and the second she’s in the floor she crawls over to her toy box, and starts throwing out stuffies into the floor.  Looking at each one carefully until she tosses it aside.

“Watch this,” Hayden whispers to Andy.  “Look how smart my babies are.”

“Uhh!” She screams out when getting to the bottom.  Sitting on the floor she turns to look at her mess, making sure she didn’t make a mistake in identifying what she was looking for.  Scanning over every stuffed animal, until looking at Doodle, “Do!”

Doodle snorts, but trots into her room, coming back with BunBun in his mouth, and Cozy squeals again.  “That bunny gets around,” Andy notes, winking over at Amaris who had her own version of a gray bunny.  “Cozy baby, why do you only like stuffed animals?” She answers by squeezing onto her bunny, and looks up at you pitifully.  Ready to be held closely.

“No, it’s not time.  You play,” silly girl.  Trying to trick her way into nursing.  She wasn’t even sleepy.  Looking towards Doodle she crawls over to her buddy, sitting right next to him, and babbles to the toys surrounding them.  Picking each one up, but BunBun stays right in her lap.  

“She’s so cute,” Angel says, a sneaky little hand grazing against Andy’s.  Amaris was in the floor with them, none the wiser as to what her dad was doing.  Laying on her belly as she talks to Cozy’s BunBun with a different stuffed animal of a bear.

“She’s rotten,” Hayden takes a seat on the couch, and pulls you over into his lap.  “Aren’t you, Cozette?  Are you rotten to the core?”

Nonsensical baby talk is spoken towards Hayden, but it ends in sweet little giggles, and her mouth turns into a perfect circle, hearing Curtis’ truck rumble into the garage.  Pointing at the door, “Co!” She claps, crawling a little bit to the door, but sitting still on her foam mats.  

“That is your Coco,” you tell her, and her eyes never leave the front door.  Laughing when he bursts through.  “Oh no,” you pout, and your bottom lip juts out.  He did it.  He said he was going to.  Showed you a picture of them and commented how their wrinkled butts looked just like Cozy’s chunky self.  “You didn’t.”

Doodle’s position turns to get in front of Cozy.  Looking up at Curtis feeling betrayed, and his brown eyes glare up at him, “Buddy, I had to.  Look at hims wittle winkle butt.  Doesn’t him wook wike Cozy?”

“Co!”

“Doodle, you wanna sniff him?” Curtis asks, kneeling in front of Doodle and Cozy, but Doodle sneezes instead, and haughtily walks over to his bed.  His pouting eyes staring at the puppy that Curtis places in your hand.  “Coze, come look at him.”

Cozy looks towards her Doodle, and back at the puppy, and Amaris, sits beside Hayden, giving the puppy a little pet.  “Baby, Coco got you a puppy.  He said you needed it.”

“Co?”

“Yes, Coco got you this wrinkle butt puppy.”

“Ehh!” She squeals, crawling over towards you.  Hating that she could pull herself up now.  And she points at his nose.  Looking up at you and Hayden.  “Co!”

“Yes, this is Cozy’s puppy.”

“Mek!”

“No, milk right now.  You can pet him,” exhaling deeply, her hand touches the pup, and she moves it back quickly, laughing at you and her daddy, and then looking up at Curtis, and back towards Andy.  Smiling so wide that her eyes were squinting, “You telling everyone he’s your puppy?” Nodding her head, she tries it out again.  Softly touching his head, and when he licks her, she laughs again.  “Doodle, you’re still our sweetest boy.”

“And he gets alone time from the pup.  You go to work with Hayden,” Doodle picks his head up only to lay back down.  “Oh, come on, big guy.  We’re still pals.  You’ll still get to sleep upstairs, or on the stairs, or in front of Cozy’s bed.  Wherever you want.  That’s your baby brother, and you got to teach him the ways.”

“My?” Cozy looks up at you, petting the new puppy’s head softly.  All the while Angel and Andy move even the tiniest bit closer together, not even noticing how Amaris was watching them more than the puppy.  Cutting her eyes over at her dad and her, but smirking as she watches them.  They forget just how smart Amaris actually is.  

“Yes, my Cozy.  Dis is your puppy.  And dat is your Doodle, and daddy’s.”

“Dada my Do,” saying his name causes Doodle to harumph his way over to Cozy, sitting in the floor beside her.  And her sweet little hand runs through his mane, and she leans over on him, giving him a little hug, “My Do!”

“Yes.  Now, let’s eat.”

“Mek!”

“Okay, you guys eat.  Cozy needs to be changed and have a snack.”

“Doll, baby, we’re going to wait on you.  You go feed the babe, and give me a kiss.”

“Here.  Hold her.  I’m going to get Sailor dressed for bed,” Tulip places Cozy in Bucky’s arms, and he stares down at the little girl confused.  “Oh, good grief, Buck.  Doll and Hayden know you won’t leave, so you’re always here.  You’re going to have to be around her.  And don’t say it, Steve will be back in like five minutes.  And don’t let her fall on the floor.”

“What?” He shouts as she walks away.  “Why would you say that.  Don’t,” he tells Cozy as her lip puckers out.  Scratching beside her ears.  “What did I do?” Tears brim her eyes, and she starts to pull at her ears.  Her lip trembling, and she won’t look away from Bucky, “Tulip!  Make it stop!”

“Stop screaming!” She whisper screams, holding Sailor who only had on a diaper, but she steps back into the living room to chastise Bucky.  “Doll and Hayden don’t raise their voices.  You’re scaring her.  Now, just hold her.  Softly.  She’s a soft baby.  Get her bunny.”

“BunBun!” She pouts even harder, reaching towards the floor, and Bucky holds her onto her, leaning into the floor to retrieve it.  “My mama?”

“Uh…she’s…she had to go on a date with your daddy.”

“Dada?”

“Yeah.  They’re coming back.  Oh,” Bucky says softly as Cozy snuggles into his chest.  Rubbing her nose over the bunny, trying to stop her tears.  “I get your name.  You just like to be extra cozy, huh?”

“My mama,” she whimpers.  Her breathing gasping through her cries that she tries to stop.  Taking comfort from BunBun’s soft form while she slowly gets more calm.  Her little hand grasping to his shirt.  “My mama.”

“She’s something, huh?  She’s surprised even me.  Your dad can’t be too bad of a guy, because he definitely fits in with your mama,” her head pops up as she looks at Bucky.  She gives a point to his nose, and she giggles a bit.  “Yeah, I’ve known your mom since she was about your age.  She grew up.  Grew up real…well, she’s…your mom is still hot.  One of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen.”

“Yep.”

“She did good.  You were…were supposed to have a sister.  She was my baby.”

“My mama.”

“Yeah.  With your mama.  I think that’s where the trend of the bunnies came from is her.  Sailor has her bunny,” Cozy pulls her bunny tight to her chest, smiling up at Bucky.  Blinking her eyes twice at him.  “You’re pretty cute.  I definitely see your dad in you, but those eyes.  You’ve got your mama’s eyes.”

“My mama,” she goes off on a tangent of nonsense, and Bucky’s eyes go wider watching her.  Her eyebrows animated as she speaks.  It was like she was having a full blown conversation with him, but it was indecipherable.  Using her hands to gesture about something.

“Yeah.  I agree with all that you said.  Your mom is a pretty cool human.  Even if she has an ugly star tattoo.”

“No, she doesn’t,” Tulip comes back, with Sailor running in with a sippy cup.  Crawling up into her dad’s seat while she waits on Steve.  “Doll had that thing removed before she ever got married.  It was painful.  But you can’t really see it anymore, huh, sweetheart?  You’re good with kids, Buck.”

“But,” Cozy points at his nose, and Bucky rolls his eyes.  “But!”

“See, what you did.  Now she’s calling me But.  It’s Buck.  Or Bucky.”

“It’s cute.  But you’re good with them.  Sailor, too.”

“I don’t think I want kids anymore.  I think I just wanted one.  It was really Doll that wanted kids.  And then it happened and…well, we see how this ended.  Doll got her baby, and you really are the cutest thing I have ever seen.”

“Doll has her a baby doll.  She acts so much like her mama at times.  So soft, and needing to be held and loved,” Sailor points at Cozy who was smiling up at Bucky.  Her little hand rubs over his cheek, before she snatches it away, giggling.  Holding her hand over her mouth when she gets too loud.

“Why is she doing that?”  Bucky asks, but couldn’t stop smiling at her precious self.  “She really is a cute little thing.”

“She’s flirting.  She does that with Andy, too.  Cozy, you want to put your jammies on?  Doodle and Diesel are sitting on the floor ready for you to lay down with them.  We got your pillow bed.  Come here,” she shakes her head no, laying back down on Bucky’s chest.  Whimpering about her mama.  “Oh, honey, they’ll be back soon.  Let me get you a bottle.”

“Mek.  My mama.”

“She wants Doll’s boob,” Sailor laughs when Cozy sits back up, and turns to look at her cousin.

“What?” Bucky looks at Tulip mortified, “Why does she want her boob?”

“She nurses, Bucky.  My god, stop being so dramatic,” Cozy’s lip puckers out, and a few sniffles escape her mouth before those eyes fill up with tears.

“She’s crying again.”

“Hers sleepy,” Tulip goes to reach for Cozy, but she shakes her head, laying back down on Bucky’s chest.  And he goes to rub his hand up and down her back.

“My mama!”

“The dog is coming over to her.  She has everyone trained.”

“He’s trying to comfort her, which isn’t what you’re doing, when your voice goes up an octave.  Shh.  Cozy, come here baby.”

“Mama!  Mek!”

Back and forth between the group continue, and when you open the door to Steve and Tulip’s house, Cozy turns to look at you.  Smiling in between her tears, and reaching towards you.  Her chubby little hands making grabby fists, and smiling bigger the closer you get, “Is Uncle Bucky holding you?”

“My mama!”

“Don’t take it personal, Bucky,” Hayden sits down almost right beside Bucky as you reach for Cozy.  Holding her tight to your chest, and she’s immediately running her hands down your chest.  “Doll, baby, go feed her.  We’ll leave when you’re finished,” carrying her into Sailor’s room, Hayden turns and looks towards Bucky.  “She’s cute isn’t she?  We made a cute baby.  My god, I love that kid.”

“She’s cute,” he looks at Hayden nervously.  Tapping his fingers on his knees, “I thought you said Steve was almost back.”

“Bucky, no hard feelings between us,” Hayden extends a hand over to Bucky, and Bucky gives it a slow look.  “I’m extending an olive branch.  It’s fine.  We fell for the same woman, but I married her.  And she’s madly in love with me.”

“Hayden!  Oh my goodness.  Sailor, you waiting on daddy?  Or you want to watch a movie in the bed with me?”

“Daddy!”

“Sorry, that was insensitive.  You treat my wife with respect, and you are kind to my daughter, I won’t hate you.  We all have pasts.  And seeing how we can’t get rid of each other, it’s okay to admit the two of you dated.  Well…you did…you were together.  It is fine.  I have totally moved passed it because I wake up next to her, and I get to see her with our daughter everyday.  So we’re good.”

“You’re a dork,” Bucky says, as he looks towards Hayden who was just smiling at Bucky, giving him a proud head nod.  Hayden was a dork, and he knew it.  “But you’re a lucky dork, who is good to her, and she loves you very much.  And yes, you made a cute baby.”

“One of the cutest.  Like, I get to see that sweet face everyday, and get to hear her and her mama call me daddy, and…ahh, it’s a beautiful life.”

You hear every word that they’re saying.  Staring down at your daughter whose eyes were fluttering closed.  You were so happy she got her daddy’s lashes.  The way they sit against her cheeks.  She was perfect.  Your life was such a roller coaster, but holding this sweet angel against your chest was enough to convince you it was worth it.

You had so many more laughs than cries.  The pretty house of your dreams, but inside was more than you could imagine.  And the fact that Hayden could proudly sit next to Bucky and tell him he didn’t care about the past.  You were his now.  An equal pairing, and you loved showing each other off.  

“You finished, sweet Cozy?” You whisper as she pulls off you.  Whispering some nonsense of her own.  Smacking her lips, and struggling to keep her eyes open.  “Let’s go get daddy and the boys, and we’re going to go home, okay?”

She was completely milk drunk.  Smiling with her eyes rolling in the back of her head.  Not wanting to lift off you as you walk into the living room, “Daddy, your baby is very tired.  She’ll go straight to bed.  And Curtis is having a sleepover.”

“Yep.  Tulip, thank you so much for keeping our baby and the boys.  Bucky, thanks for not being a punk.  And Miss Guppy…oh…thanks for being awesome,” he whispers to the sleeping toddler who was curled up in Steve’s chair.  “We’ll get her for your date night next time.  Doodle, buddy, follow mama.  Diesel, my man, you wander too much still.  Get in these arms.”

“Uh!” Cozy puts a leg up on the back porch, but drops it back down on the ground, looking over at Diesel who was also trying to climb the stairs as well.  Wearing nothing but a little dress that had her diaper sticking out of the bottom, and rolls upon rolls.  “Up.  Uh!  Dada!  My mama!”

“Your mama,” Hayden sits on the step looking at her and her partner in crime, “Is waiting on something.  She’ll be out in a minute.  Show Poppy and Nini how you walk.”

“No.  My mama.”

“You can’t walk, Cozy.  It’s not allowed,” Tara squats down, holding her arms out, “Come on.  Can you walk to Nini.”

“No,” she points into the house still not giving up on getting to you, but Hayden picks her up to turn towards Tara, giving her bootie a little tap.  “My mama.”

“Coze, you walk to me, and I’ll tell Poppy to go get your mama.  Come on baby.  Come see Nini.  I don’t think you can do it,” Cozy sticks her tongue out in concentration, and takes one step towards Tara.  Wobbly, and ready to fall, but she holds still until she catches her balance.  Taking another step so determined to get to Tara.  “There you go.  Come on.  Come to Nini.  Howard, tell Doll she needs to just get out here.  We’ll all check later.”

“Dad, didn’t I make the cutest baby?  Look at her.  Her chonky little legs walking like that?”

“Yes, son.  You made the most beautiful little girl.  I’m going to get your wife,” Howard softly walks through your house, and lets the office door creak open.  You sigh in relief but don’t remove your eyes from the computer.  You are still in disbelief at what the screen was saying, “Doll, you don’t have to sit there for results.  Your baby is taking steps outside, and I don’t want you to miss it.”

“I’m not waiting anymore,” you wipe away your steady flow of tears, finally turning back towards Howard.  Tear stained cheeks, and makeup that was long gone and wiped away.

“Honey, you can always take…”

“I passed.  I’m done.  I’m a CPA.  Howard, I did it,” your words rush out of you.  You said it.  It had to be real.  You read over that email so many times.  It wasn’t a dream.  This was a reality.

“Oh, Doll,” he takes a few steps towards you, giving you a big hug.  “You did it.”

“My daughter has a reason….Howard, she’s going to be so proud.”

“She was always going to be so proud.”

“And Haydes.  I gotta tell him.  And I can’t even think, and my baby is taking steps, and Howard, I passed.  I gotta…Hayden!  Haydes!” You didn’t mean to be rude.  But all you could think is getting to Hayden.  All those nights of studying.  The time you had to be away from your daughter to be in class.  The times that you were multitasking and letting her nurse while you studied.  It all had come to this shiny conclusion.

“Hayden!”

“Doll?” He asks, getting worried, grabbing up Cozy, and walking towards you, “Baby, what’s wrong?  Why are you crying?  What happened?  Are you okay?  Baby, talk to me.”

“I did it,” a hand rests on his hip, and you start to push yourself closer to your family.  “I’m officially your CPA wifey.  Cozy, mama did it!”

“Aye!”

“You…y-y-y-you…Ma!  My hot wife is now a hot CPA!  Doll…you…no more studying?  You did it?  Oh my god.  Dad, we need cake.  Ma, call everyone to come by and celebrate.  No!  Let’s go out to eat, and then you guys leave us alone, and I can congratulate my wife, and…”

“Hayden, son, you’re disgusting.  Cozy, let Nini get you dressed, while you’re parents make out for a minute.”

“No, my mama!  My mama, aye!”

“Haydes, we did it.  We…thank you, Haydes.  You’ve always believed in me.  And thanks to this beautiful baby, and our boys, and…we did this, Haydes.  We did it all,” you didn’t care who was watching.  You needed him.  Needed to feel him and remind yourself of how real he was.  Of how no one could ever compare to him.

You are able to feel your baby in his arms, while feel him on you.  You had done it.  You completed something.  You did it.  You did.  You did it all.  Even if no one else was proud, and they were, you are so proud of yourself.  Because, you.  Did.  It.

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[onsunnyside]

HI SONNY!!! im back🤭 may i present to you again...

spicy videos: cl and hcv edition (part 1 because its a lot)

1. cl steve? or hcv curtis? punishing his omega WITH CHAINS?!?!?!?!

2. cl r getting a call from hayden while giving steve a bj so of course steve being steve, he forced her to answer it

3. cl steve after he tamed r to a complete submission

4. hcv curtis teaching his omega how to pleasure herself with his thigh

5. SIZE KINK!!!! hcv curtis teaching r how to ride him without his help unfortunately

6. HCV CURTIS!!!!!!

7. hcv curtis f*ucking r on her pink ruffle/fuzzy bed

also i fucking hope that hcv means howard college verse because if its not......... im going to be embarrassed

-gg

here we go: many dark drabbles below (HC Verse (yes it is HCV bestie), sick of sugarcoatin', captain's legacy) these can also be considered spoilers bc some will be in the fics !!

𝗣𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 | dark alpha!fratboy!Steve Rogers x omega!reader, dark alpha!fratboy!Curtis Everett x innocent omega!reader

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 | dark, manipulation, non-con/dub-con, SMUT - minors DNI, dirty talk, blasphemy (I'm serious, this goes off the rails at #1), misuse of a rosary, spanking, oral (m), a smidge of boot riding, daddy kink, degradation, dumbification, dacryphilia, filming sex, grinding, thigh riding, exhibitionism - public sex-eqsue (library), virginity kink/ruined kink, petting, spit kink, size kink, unprotected sex (p in v)

𝗪/𝗖 | 1860

if you don't like it, don't read.

1. Sick of Sugarcoatin’!Curtis and your rosary: omg, let's just go full 'i need jesus' bc curtis... doing this... with your rosary 😳 and he makes fun of you too

"What do you think your parents will say if they saw you now?”

You yank against the silk ties around your wrists, tears seeping into the frilly pillow under your face, "Curtis—don't—"

“Hush now, I'm going to bless you." He chuckles darkly, "In the name of the Father, and of the Son," the beads trail down your skin, over your ass and down your thighs, barely slipping between your thighs.

"This isn't—you said we were going to study!" You wiggle, trapped between wanting more and hoping your parents would come home early. Curtis wasn't allowed in your house unless they were home, but he guaranteed you were only going to study, nothing more.

A burning sensation blooms on your ass, the beads sending streams of warmth over your flesh as Curtis continues the motion, swatting you with your precious rosary. "Can I finish now?" He yanks your hair back, forcing your neck to stretch awkwardly.

His firm body envelops yours, his beard scratching your tear-stained cheeks, "Aw, poor cherry, why are you crying? It feels too good?"

"N-No, you're being mean again... You lied."

Curtis scoffs softly, fisting the rosary in his hand and prying your thighs apart with his knees, "I didn't lie. I never said what subject we'd be studying, do you want to guess, omega?"

"Want these off." You uselessly tug at the restraints.

Curtis tsks, "I can't let you go until you learn how to behave and let me bless your pretty body." He drops your face back into the pillow but turns you to the side so he can kiss your lips. His blue eyes are dark and shadowed, "Welcome to Bible study, cherry."

2. Captain’s Legacy!reader answering a call:

He films you on the call too. With the bright light on your face and his smell taking over your mind, you'd do whatever he told you to.

"Yeah—uh, maybe?" You manage with his balls in your mouth, you suckle on his sack. Your eyes roll back as he massages your head, pulling you closer to his throbbing cock.

"Spit on it." He rasps lowly.

Your salvia lands the angry red tip, dribbling down the thick girth and where your fingers barely meet around him. You try to listen to Hayden, but with Steve slipping his foot between your thighs, there isn't much room in your head for thought.

"C'mon, grind that little cunt on me." He pushes down your shoulders, forcing your centre to press against the shiny leather of his boot. His spit lands on your cheek before he grips your chin, forcing you to meet his eyes, "Are you going dumb already, baby? Don't you want to be daddy's good girl?"

"Who is that?" Hayden asks over the line.

You can't answer him, too busy stuffing your mouth full of Steve's cock, whining around his length, and rubbing your cunt against his boot.

"Smile for the camera, omega." Steve points the lens at you, getting the perfect view of you tearing up as the leather of his shoe gets soaked with your slick, and his cock reaches the back of your throat, muffling your moans.

"That's it, daddy's pretty little whore." He snatches the cellphone from your hand, bringing it to his head, "Hey, Hayden, let me know if you'd like a copy of our little film—I'm sure that legacy wouldn't mind."

3. Captain’s Legacy!Steve taming you: Set in the future,

He comes back to the fraternity house to see you lying in his bed, nude, and doing homework, there isn't much he does without you, but days like this come and go.

"You missed me, omega?" His only reply is your happy chirps as you nuzzle his chest, burying your nose in his sweater.

You've been alone for a few hours, but it nearly felt like days because you're desperate for him to always be close. When he taps your bum, you let him pick you up and fall back onto the bed.

His head sinks into the plush blankets and pillows of your nest, "Did you eat yet, baby?"

You nod, bringing one of his hands to your mouth, kissing his fingers to his wrist, digging your nose into the skin to get more of his scent. With slow grinding motions, your bare cunt rubs against the fabric of his pants, your wetness already staining the material.

He growls, clenching one of his fists behind his head. Fond memories of the beginning of your relationship go through his mind, when you wouldn't let him touch you, when you called him an asshole—what a time that was. And now look at you, sucking on his fingers while your folds grind against his clothed cock, "Go on, take me out. Are you going to be daddy's fleshlight tonight?"

4. Sick of Sugarcoatin’!Curtis teaching you how to ride his thigh:

"Slowly, that's it. Good girl, just rub your little clit on me, just like that."

You clutch his shirt in your fists, biting down on your tongue to keep from being too loud. You can't help but think about someone walking around the corner and catching you—but why did that make you more desperate?

This part of the library is empty all day, and especially with the beautiful weather, most people are studying outside and soaking up the sun. Unlike you and Curtis, with his shorts rolled up and your summer dress bunched around your waist, hidden deep in the college library with lewd noises filling the surrounding air.

"Hold on," he reaches down, peeking at your soppy pussy before spreading your folds with his fingers, he presses you down by your hips again. "Continue, is that better?"

You gasp wetly, eagerly nodding as your clit rubs against his warm skin. Your motions speed up, those little twitches growing into erratic jerks, "Ah, I—oh!"

"That's it, cum all over daddy's thigh, show me how messy you are." He helps you, bouncing his leg in time with your grinds, pushing those pathetic whimpers from your throat. He chuckles, "Feels good, cherry?"

"Mhm." You nod, in a daze.

"I know this virgin cunt hasn't done this before, can feel you dripping down my thigh. Are you going to mark me, cherry? Cover me in your cream so you can lick it off after I cum on your pretty face?"

5. Sick of Sugarcoatin’!Curtis and size kink:

His fingers rub your cheeks, wiping away those tears.

"I like when you—do it..." You trail off.

"When I fuck you," Curtis corrects, his cock lying hard against his lower stomach, "When I make love to you, cherry."

"Yeah, want you to do it, please."

"How else are you going to learn if you don't try to take me yourself?"

You gnaw on your lip, hesitatingly looking down at his fat length, red and hot, "You're too b-big... I can't..."

He cups your cheek with one hand, pulling your hips closer with the other. Your bare pussy barely touches his cock, but it's enough for you to nearly jump out of his lap, and he calms you with slow rubs on your gland. "You can, cherry, I know you can. Don't you want to feel good? And make me feel good too? After everything I've done for you, this is how you're going to act?"

You frown, gasping as the thick head prods at your hole, "What?"

"I don't know," His brows furrow, "It sounds selfish to me. Like you just want to use me."

"No! I'd never!"

"Then, show me." He cocks his head, reaching between your thighs to slip the leaky tip along your slit, "Ride me, cherry, show me how much I mean to you."

6. Sick of Sugarcoatin’!Curtis: "I told you that you'd like it."

"You don't have to watch this time."

Instantly, your head falls back against the couch, your grip tightens on your feet as your thighs tremble, the quiver is soothed by Curtis' other hand that caresses your knee, tugging at your socks.

"Tickles a little, huh?" He asks, his skilled fingers softly rubbing your cunt over your cotton panties. "I'm being very gentle, cherry, I wouldn't want to overwhelm you."

Your reply is a little nod as your eyes flutter open, meeting his in a heated gaze, but yours are too unfocused with the new feeling taking over your body with every swipe of his fingers.

"I told you that you'd like it, and you tried to push me away." He tsks, angling his head to look between your legs and groaning at the wetness seeping through your underwear. He spreads your folds over the fabric before seeking your button, "See what happens when you just let me do the thinking, baby? Omegas like you should never worry your head, just let daddy decide everything for you."

7. Sick of Sugarcoatin’!Curtis fucking you:

His lips are warm against yours, his tongue massaging yours as he swallows each of your moans.

You feel a slight tugging at your hole and dig your nails into his shoulders, caught between pushing him away and pulling him closer.

"Feel my knot, baby?" He groans against your mouth before pulling away, a string of saliva between your lips before he spits where you meet. His hips unrelenting, fucking little uh's out of you. "Fuck, look at that little fuckhole—fucking split open on my cock."

Your head bobs with each of his thrusts, your hands falling to the mattress to fist your sheets. "Daddy, daddy, daddy," You weep, drool escaping the corner of your lips, "s-so good, love it—love you—"

"I know, cherry, daddy knows." His gaze lifts from your puffy folds to your face, he groans at your dazed expression, "I love you too, baby, so much."

His skin slaps against yours, filling your room with filthy noises as your wetness coats his cock, creamy strings connecting his base to your hole. He teases you with his knot, barely fucking into you before pulling out until just the thick tip.

"You want my cum, cherry? Want me to pump you full, and fill this little cunt until you can't take anymore? Maybe I'll knock you up, huh?" He entwines your hands and presses down on your lower stomach, his muscles flexing under his tatted skin as your juices leak onto the bed.

Your mewls grow in volume before he tears your underwear from your knees, he covers you, panting heavily as he sinks deep. "If you don't shut up, you'll get us caught. You want your parents to wake up and find their daughter getting railed like a whore?"

You shake your head, gasping for air as he fills you to the brim.

"You know what to do."

You surge up and latch onto the ring hanging from the chain around his neck, keeping it locked between your teeth with your lips shut.

"Good girl, keep your purity ring safe while I cream your little pussy, yeah?"

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as of 11/09/23, the post office is OPEN and is currently accepting requests.

general information:

⇨ i write mostly fem!reader, but open to male!reader and gender neutral!reader.

⇨ requests are filled when they are filled. there is no rhyme or reason to when requests are filled. i reserve the right to delete any request as i see fit. if a request is deleted, you are not entitled to knowing the reason.

⇨ not all requests will be one shots. some will be turned into short blurbs or series, depending on how much inspiration i have.

⇨ i write fluff, angst, smut, and dark fics, but angst is my specialty.

⇨ at the present, i only feel comfortable writing smut for fem!readers.

⇨ any au ideas are welcome.

⇨ i am willing to write for characters beyond the lists below, but please ask me first before you send in a request so that i can judge if it’s something i’m comfortable with.

⇨ i no longer write rpf (real person fiction), so don’t make a request for a real person.

⇨ if the listed character is struck through, that means im not taking requests for that character at the moment.

⇨ my hard no’s for fic requests are as follows:

anything involving haunted houses (the kind you go through for halloween, not a house haunted by a ghost character),

teacher/student relationships (though i am willing to explore other teacher relationships, such as teacher/teacher, teacher/librarian, professor/dean, teacher/parent of student, etc.),

stepparent/stepchild,

incest,

pedophilia,

coprophilia (feces) and emetophilia (vomit),

self-harm, and

suicidal ideation/actions.

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⇨ bucky barnes 

⇨ sam wilson

⇨ steve rogers

⇨ natasha romanoff

⇨ loki + his variants (jotun!loki, president!loki, etc.)

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⇨ makkari

⇨ ikaris

⇨ wanda maximoff

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⇨ lance tucker

⇨ chris beck

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⇨ jefferson/mad hatter

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⇨ ransom drysdale

⇨ andy barber

⇨ ari levinson

⇨ robert pronge/mr. freezy

⇨ johnny storm

⇨ jake wyler

⇨ frank adler

⇨ colin shea

⇨ jake jensen

⇨ curtis everett

⇨ lloyd hansen

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pedro pascal characters:

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hayden christensen characters:

⇨ anakin skywalker

⇨ leo campo

star wars:

⇨ poe dameron

⇨ obi-wan kenobi

⇨ anakin skywalker

⇨ luke skywalker

⇨ padmé amidala

⇨ leia organa

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[georgiapeach30513]

Keys in Your Ignition, Part 24

Summary: Mr. & Mrs. Steve Rogers’ wedding

Pairings:  Hayden Everett X Reader

Rating: explicit

Warnings:  explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, PIV sex, unprotected sex, sex in public, a bit of a breeding kink, conversations with Bucky, mentions of a toxic environment, mentions of abuse, mentions of sexual assault, mentions of therapy, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  4.1K

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“Steve,” you say softly as you open the door to the groomsman’s suite.  You look around the room, partially concerned that Bucky was going to be there, and mostly because you needed a moment with your brother.  He was making a huge change, and it was all for the better.

“It’s just me.  He hasn’t arrived.”

“I,” you shake your head, walking in quickly.  “I just wanted some time with just you, while we’re both single,” he lifts your hand, running his finger over your ring, and you fight back your tears.  “You like my dress?”

“I like your ring better,” you take a deep breath, and exhale quickly.  “You’re nerdy little fiancé asked me for permission to marry you,” you wipe your eyes, and start to ask him to stop.  “He was so happy.  Came to the apartment after he bought the ring.  You were upstairs sleeping.  He showed it to me.”

“Steven!  This is your day, don’t make this about me,” you give him a little pat, and wave your hands on your face.  “My makeup is finished and paid for, stop trying to mess this up.”

“I’m proud of you, Doll.  I know now that the MC for you wasn’t a good situation, and that’s putting it lightly.  I should have known that the girls that I was using as flesh that someone was doing that to you,” you bite at your lip, and look towards the floor, “We broke the cycle.  And you’re doing so much better than me.  You’re in school, you’re basically raising a daughter, you’ve got a house that you’re turning into a home, you’ve got a dog, and finance that has a practice, and you’re going to be an amazing wife, mother, and soon accountant.”

“Steve!  Stop,” he pulls you into his body, holding you tightly.  His hands running up and down your back.

“I’m so proud of us, Doll.  I didn’t invite them to make you uncomfortable.”

“I know.  Things were different with you and them.”

He pulls you back, his eyes scanning over your face, “You and Hayden can leave anytime that you want to.  I know you’re going to have Sailor for the rest of the weekend, but don’t feel like you have to stay.”

“Ugh,” you hit him a bit hard on his arm, “I won’t be leaving, you’re my brother, not theirs.  I’m happy and okay.  If anyone’s leaving it will be the MC.”

“And if there’s an argument.”

“There will not be.”

“I’m just saying.  Tulip doesn’t like Sailor around that, okay?  I know you will be fine, but you’re in charge of the baby.  And,” you give him a nod, whispering out a thank you.  “Alright, now get out of here.  Go help Tulip with Sailor, and I’ll see you in a few.”

You take a deep breath, trying to collect yourself when you spot your handsome fiancé.  Looking every bit like a dream, and your goodest boy with his bow tie on.  He walks up to you, dipping you down for a playful kiss.  Pulling away to giggle at each other, while Bucky turns to go back the way he came.  

He had told himself that he would talk to you, but he couldn’t do it right now.  He looks at the wall in front of him, hoping that you wouldn’t venture down this way, thinking of him as a coward.  He toes the ground a moment before, deciding he needed to go see Steve.  His chance to talk to you was already gone, and you were nowhere to be found.

Hayden pulls you into a bathroom, and starts pulling towels over to you.  Lifting you up to rest on the counter while he dabs at your tears, “What did Steve say to you?” You shake your head, but tap on your knee, needing a bit of Doodle’s warmth.  He lays his head on your knee, and you pet down his nose gently.  “Doll face, what did he say?”

“You asked him for permission to marry me?”

“Well, yeah.  He’s the only family you have left.  Ah!  Stop crying,” he pats your eyes dry, and leans to give you a sweet kiss, “Baby, please stop.”

“It’s such happy tears though.  You gave me as traditional a proposal as you could.  It’s one of my favorite things about you, you understand what I need without me telling you.”

“Because I love you, stupid,” he places his hands on either side of your body, and Doodle groans.  Standing up, only to turn his body away from his parents.  Placing his hand on the back of your head, he gives you a passionate kiss.  The moment your lips touch, your tongues intertwine with each other.  Tasting the beer that lingers in his mouth only makes you want more.

You pull at the hem of your skirt, spreading your thighs further apart, and he plants himself in between.  His hand drops Doodle’s leash, and the dog walks further away.  His back still towards you.  Hayden’s hand snakes up your thigh, pushing aside the gusset of your panties, “You’re wearing string.”

“Shut up,” you pull him back to you by his tie as two fingers push past your entrance, and you moan into his mouth.  Hands going to his pants, and you undo his belt.  Undoing his button, before you pull him out.  With your hand tight around his cock, you lean back on the counter.  Body pressed against the mirror, as Hayden pushes aside your string.

He sinks into your warmth quickly, and Doodle walks over to the other end of the bathroom.  Groaning, but never looking at you, “Trained him well,” Hayden whispers, pressing his forehead against yours.

“Shh, just fuck me,” you pant out.  Your hands gripping his ass, pushing him balls deep into your wet heat.  

“I am, stupid,” you giggle on his lips, and he races to finish quickly.  “People will know you're gone.”

“Then finish me,” Hayden growls, lifting you off the counter.  Jamming his hips up into you while you whimper on him.  “God, you look handsome in a suit.”

“And you look beautiful on my cock.  Too bad I can’t have my cum leaking down your leg.  You gotta look presentable,” he rolls his eyes, crashing his lips back into you, “But we’ll have a baby for a few days, and soon,” his hand presses up against your stomach, and you have to bring him back to your mouth.  Letting him muffle all your sweet sounds as your orgasm rushes into your core.  “Fuck,” he whispers on you, spurting into your cunt.

“Alright, down boy.  I gotta clean myself up.”

“You’re so dirty,” Hayden bites at your neck, lifting you off of him, and you both go to a toilet stall.

“And you’re so horny.”

“You were the one lifting your dress up.  And wearing strings.  What was I supposed to do?” He doesn’t see you smiling, and giggling, “Man, I just got a quickie at my fiancé’s brother’s wedding.  That was amazing,” Doodle groans again, his feet pawing at Hayden’s door.  “I’m sorry Dude.  Your mother is a sex fiend.”

“Shut up,” you say walking out of the stall.  Going to wash your hands, but looking at Hayden who walks behind you with your sweet boy.  “Should we wipe off the counter?”

“Nah, just look at it as getting blessed with your ass on it?”  You roll your eyes, heading to the door, “What?  Do I not get a kiss?”  Stopping at the door, you turn to kiss him.  “I love that you’ve got still a bit of that rebel in you.  You’re not good enough to get dicked down at your brother’s wedding.”

“Don’t go walking around looking like that then.”

“Wait! Does that mean I get a repeat later?” You shrug walking away.  “Doll!  Doll Rogers!  Don’t leave me hanging like that!  Doll!”

“Hayden!” Curtis shouts, poking his head out a door, “Shut up!” Hayden throws his hand up at him, walking Doodle outside to take his seat beside you.  There was no wedding party.  Just Steve and Tulip, and he likes it that way as he chases you out the door.

Bucky tries.  He really does.  He tries to pay attention before the ceremony, but you were just a couple rows in front of him.  You didn’t even turn around to see him come in.  Your head constantly leans over on that man beside you, leaning to the side to kiss on his neck.  Sometimes bending over to pet your dog.  

And when Curtis walks in, leaning down to help Sailor walk down the aisle, holding onto both of his hands, you squeal seeing the little baby.  Picking her up to raise above your head, and bringing her down to smooch all over her squishy face.  Sailor’s couple of teeth shiny and bright as she smiles with her mouth wide open.  

You pull her to her chest, and give her a big hug as she gurgles, “Memememememe.”

Curtis takes a seat beside you, playing with the baby’s curls, but then she reaches for Hayden, and he gets to see the profile of your face.  You looked peaceful.  Serene as you beam at Sailor in his arms.  Bucky feels his breathing pick up, as he starts to have a panic attack.  

“JB,” Ari playfully says as he sits down, and you turn around to look at the two of them, giving them a kind smile, before you are back looking at Sailor.  The baby yawns as she goes to lay down on Hayden’s chest.  

“Would you look at that,” Ari whispers.  The two of them viewing you lay down on his shoulder, staring at your niece as she slowly closes her eyes.  “She looks good.”

“She always does.”

“Fine, she looks different.  Wonder who the dweeb is?”

“Her boyfriend that’s a doctor.”

“Ooh,” Ari looks over at Bucky with a smile, “She definitely raised her standards.  Doll dating a doctor.  Who knew this was her future when she was fucking around with both of us,” Bucky elbows him in the side, “Oh, don’t be like that.  I’m only joking.  Geeze, you should seriously leave that alone.”

Curtis leans behind you, whispering something in Hayden’s ear, and Ari tilts his head looking at the interaction, “Why does Curtis know him?”

“It’s his little brother.”

“Haha,” Ari chuckles, “Man, he did you dirty.  Took her away from the MC and right into his brother’s arm.  Ow,” Ari groans as Bucky’s elbow goes back into his ribs.  “Stop doing that.  Come on, JB.  That girl was too good and smart for you anyways.  Look at her all shiny and happy.  Wearing a color besides black.  And I hate to break it to you, that is in their future.”

“What?” Bucky spins to look at him.

“That.  Watch her lookup at him.  She’s basically begging for him to fuck one of those in her.”

You lift up off of Hayden, whispering something in his ear, and your left hand presses against his cheek, and Bucky struggles to breathe again.  A pretty diamond shining on your finger, before you go to stand.  Walking down the center aisle, and stopping right beside them.

“Hey, guys, I don’t know if you know this, but you’re not that far away from me.  I hear everything that you’re saying.  That is Hayden, my fiancé, and yes, I’m very much in love.  And by the way Ari, yes, one day he will give me one of those things called babies.  Now if you would please, stop talking about me, okay?” Bucky gulps looking up at you.  He’d seen you mad before, but now there was a calmness in your fury, making you that much more terrifying.  “Can you please just quit talking about me?”

“Yeah, of course, darling,” Ari nods his head, and you look over at Bucky.  Raising your eyebrows you wait on him to nod, before you thank them, and walk back to the front.  Reaching for the sleeping baby, and Hayden wraps his arm tightly around you.  Doodle even lays his head on your knee, while you count to ten.  Steadying your breathing.

Hayden kisses you on your forehead, his eyes glancing back at the two of them, and Curtis swats at his arm, and he looks back to the front.  Waiting for the ceremony to be over with.

You watch Howard and Tara dance around with Sailor, as your eyes drift around the dance floor, Hayden has gone to grab some drinks and relieve Doodle, leaving you with your thoughts on your own wedding.  You did really want to get married in the Everett’s backyard.  That treehouse as a backdrop, and maybe even some chipmunks.  

You smile and wave at your giggling niece, and how happy Howard and Tara were.  Curtis was dancing with one of Tulip’s friends, and you lean back in your chair.  Smiling at how Steve and Tulip just couldn’t quit looking at each other.  Looking every bit like the newlyweds; happy and so in love.

Getting a tap on your shoulder when the song turns slow, you look up to see Bucky, “Care to dance?”

“I don’t want to,” you look back around.  Trying to ignore him.

“Please?”

“Why, so you can make crude remarks about me?”

“Ah, to be fair, that was Ari,” you turn to glare at him, “Doll, please.  I just want to dance.”

“No, you want to talk,” Bucky shrugs, grimacing at you, and he looks back at the dance floor, “You won’t be alone.”

“Fine,” you answer shortly, going to stand up as you walk to the edge of the floor, waiting for Bucky to grab your hand and waist.  “What?   Going to visit my future in-laws for Halloween, hoping to see me, wasn't enough?”

“Curtis told you?”

“He tells me everything.  He’s my best friend.  And no, we’ve never fucked.”

Bucky slowly nods, moving you around the floor, and you try not to look at him with such contempt, “What do you want to talk about?”

“That’s it?  We’re done?”

“Bucky, do you even remember me going to the clubhouse to talk to you?  And the only thing you could do was grope me and try to kiss me?  Or were you too fucking high and drunk?”

“I remember.”

“I worked my ass off to get where I am.  To get where I was then, I worked my ass off.  I cried every fucking day.  I hurt so much emotionally, but physically.  I faced my past and my demons head on, and I hoped to go back to find you doing the same thing, but you were wallowing in your filth.  And to top it off, you were fucking the girl that caused me to get my ass spanked in front of the entire MC.  So yeah, I was done.  And even that hurt to let you go, so don’t you go blaming Curtis and Hayden for anything Bucky.  This was between me and you, and we were toxic for each other.”

“I’m sober.”

“I’m proud of you, but that doesn’t change anything,” Hayden looks around at your table confused, but with one look at the dance floor, he stops.  Taking a deep breath, before sitting down.  He wasn’t worried about your loyalty.  He knew that this encounter was inevitable.  It was needed.

“We’re not the same Bucky.  That summer, and the years after where we were just fucking around, they’re over.  They’re done.  It’s our past,” Bucky starts to speak, and you push your hand up against his mouth.  “I’m not going back to that time.  I’m not going back to the MC.  I’m happy where I’m at.  You may look at Hayden and see a ‘dweeb’, but let me tell you, that man is amazing.  He was patient with me when I was too scared to have sex with him.  He makes me laugh everyday.  He encourages me, and he believes in me.  That man comes home to me everyday, and I never worry about what whore he’s been with.  Don’t have to worry about coming home to see some slut sneaking out of our bedroom.  He loves me.  Like true love.”

“I loved you.”

“Even you can’t say you love me,” Bucky looks at you confused, shaking his head with tears in his eyes, “You used past tense, JB,” hearing your secret name for him, he lets a tear break through his waterline, and you wipe it away with a finger.  “I loved you, too.  I was never in love with you like I am him.  He’s my right now and my always, JB.  I’m not going back.  I’m sorry, I can’t give you that part of me.”

“After all we’ve been through?”

“Bucky, we didn’t survive what we’d been through.  I was drowning in that place, and you didn’t see it.  If it wasn’t for Curtis, I would have died there.  I never thought I could love again, and I love that man so much.  Hayden is my everything.  And I’m not even sorry about it.  I’m sorry that you think that I’m that person for you.  I’m not, and deep down you know I’m not,” his lip trembles, and he brings you closer, letting his chin rest on your shoulder.

“I don’t want you to suffer, but I need you to know that I can’t be that for you.  I did the work.  I came that day to see if there was anything left, and there wasn’t.  You wanted me to leave to find myself, thinking I was always going to go back to you.  Living in filth, and fucking whatever snatch you could pull into your room.  I was celibate.  I couldn’t even think about sex, and how many girls did you have underneath you?”

“They were faceless.  I just pretended they were you,” you push him off you, and start to pull away, but he holds tight to your hips.

“Is that supposed to make me feel better?  You and Ari are the same.  Always need someone to get your dick wet.  If you really loved me, you would have waited.  You would have put in the work to be a good partner for me.  And you would have left the MC because you knew I didn’t want to be there, but you couldn’t.”

“Please, I’m sorry.”

“That doesn’t change anything, Bucky.  God, there is no us,” Curtis stands up from behind Hayden, needing to pull you away, but Hayden tugs at his arm, telling him to just trust you.  “I want you to have what I have with Hayden.”

“If it’s not you, I won’t.”

“Bucky, it’s not happening.  I’m marrying that man.  We have a home together, and he…he’s going,” you look down at the floor, when you start to cry, “He’s going to make me a mother.”

“Because I couldn’t?”

“Bucky, we didn’t need Luna.  I wouldn’t want her to grow up in the MC.”

“Doll, please.”

“I loved her, but she wasn’t supposed to be born.  She was spared the life that I had.  My daughter won’t know the pain I knew as old ladies taught me how it’s always the men.  Everything I did was supposed to be for the men.  If they cheat, it’s their right.  If they hit you, you deserved it.  If they fucking rape you, it’s your fault.  Luna didn’t deserve that, just like I didn’t.  Bucky, let me go, but do it for you.  I had to let you go, so I could love myself.  And when I learned to do that, I got something I never thought I would.  A family.  People who love me.  And now a Hayden, my dweeb.  The man, I don’t deserve, but I won’t push him away for all the money in the world.  I’m holding him tight, because he is my future.  And I want that for you.  I love you, but I can’t love you the way you want me to,” standing on your tiptoes, you give him a gentle kiss to his cheek.

“Goodbye James Buchanan Barnes.  I hope one day to see you around at one of Sailor’s birthdays.  And I hope you find the happiness that you deserve.”

“What if…what if I don’t deserve that?”

Pressing your hand against his cheek, he feels the chill off your ring, and sighs, “You do.  When you’re in your right mind, you were the best.  But for me, I did find better.  You have so much love to give, give it to the right person.  Even if that means you have to leave what you think you love.  Maybe that place is just toxic.  It was for me, Steve, and Curtis.  Bye JB,” you pull his hands off of you, and turn to walk towards Hayden.

With Curtis now holding onto Doodle’s leash, Hayden meets you halfway.  His arms wrap tight around you, and he rests his head on yours.  Looking over at Bucky, and he gives him a quick nod, before Hayden pulls you up to look at him with your chin.  Giving you the most gentle of kisses before smiling at you, “Let’s get Sailor and head home, okay?  I could use some snuggles.”

“Yeah, me, too.  We should tell the bride and groom bye though.”

Going to turn away, Hayden pulls you back close, “Hey, I love you.”

“I’m in love with you, Hayden Elias Everett.  Can we like bump the wedding up a few months?  I don’t want to wait.”

“Me neither,” he whispers, pressing his lips against you.  You felt relief.  It wasn’t an easy conversation, but one that you needed.  Able to cut the last thread that tied you to the MC.  Knowing deep down that you and Bucky both needed that.

Bucky clenches his jaw watching you and Hayden before storming out of the reception.  Throwing a leg over his bike as Curtis stands in front of him, “You and that stupid dog need to move.”

“Hey!  Doodle didn’t do anything to you.”

“No, but you sure did.  You took her away from me, and right into his arms.”

“That’s what you think happened?  Buck, I took her to my father who is a therapist.  One I didn’t even talk to, but she needed help.  Do you remember that day?  Do you remember Ari beating her ass, before he threw her on the floor to square up with you?  She was fucking rocking in the floor, covering her ears.  That girl was willing to throw herself at everyone so she didn’t have to face reality.  Used her fucking cunt as a way to not think.  Do you even know half the shit that went on with her in the MC?  Do you even know why Bruce made that lame ass claim of her stealing?”

Bucky shakes his head no, resting both his feet on the ground, “Why do you think he wasn’t invited?” Bucky’s eyes go large looking at him, thinking about your words, and what the old ladies had taught you, “Yeah.  He was attempting to take what he wasn’t given, until I walked in.  Remember how he had a fucking black eye?  Yeah, I had to get him off her somehow.  And then he assaulted her again by telling Ari.  Questioning his leadership that led to her beating.  You see, it’s a cesspool there.  He patched out, didn’t he?”

With a nod of Bucky’s head, Curtis shrugs, “He couldn’t bear to look at you.  You deserve more than that place,” Curtis reaches his hand in his pocket, pulling out a card, and hands it off to Bucky.

“What’s this?”

“That’s my appointment time.  Doc, she uh, she does good work.  She’s been helping me deal with some shit,” Curtis sighs.  It was the first person besides you that he admitted to seeking outside help.

“Your dad’s a therapist.”

“Yeah, so is my brother.  You think I want to talk to them about my sister’s death?  About the many times I failed with her and Doll?  I don’t think you realize the shit Doll dealt with because she thought that was her duty.  It’s not my story to tell.  Go see Doc though.  She’s good people.  I can miss an appointment.”

Bucky looks down at the card, running his finger over it, but hands it back to Curtis, “I can’t afford to keep this up.”

“Leave the MC.  I’m currently living with Doll and my brother.  Sometimes bounce back to the parents’ when they need some alone time.  I do honest work, and make an honest living.  You get out, I’ll pay for your appointments.”

“Why do you want to do this?”

“Doll and Steve see the good in you.  So do I.  Don’t let tragedy ruin you, Buck.  That appointment’s already paid for.  At least give her a try.  For me?” Bucky shakes his head no, kicking his bike on, “For Luna.”

He looks over at Curtis trying to hold back his tears.  “Hearing all that about Doll, and you think your unborn daughter needed to grow up in that environment?”

“No.”

“Do it for Luna.  Please?”

“One appointment,” Bucky gives Curtis a nod, and pets on Doodle’s head, and the dog’s tongue lags out of his mouth, “Tell her I loved her, too.”

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Keys in Your Ignition, Part 20

Summary: the final part of Christmas, and the birth of Sailor Rogers

Pairings:  Hayden X Reader

Rating:  explicit

Warnings:  explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, unprotected sex, PIV sex, the beginnings of a breeding kink, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  4.4K

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“Doll,” Hayden whispers as he kisses down the expanse of your body.  “Doll, it’s Christmas,” he giggles a bit before blowing a raspberry on your lower belly, and you push him away from you with your hand.  “Nope, you will wake up.”

“I need caffeine,” you whine, still not opening your eyes, instead rolling to your belly, but that doesn’t stop Hayden.  Throwing his leg over you, he settles down on your ass, “Ouf, get off me.  Haydes, I need tea.”

“You need this,” the heel of his hand presses into your back, and he gives you a massage.  You moan at the feeling, and Hayden gulps, your ass was right at his crotch, and he would never say anything to you, but you were driving him crazy.  He wanted things to go at your pace, but he was aching.  

“Mmm, Hay-den,” this is not what he needed to hear, but you were enjoying it.  It was an odd sense of trying to figure out what to do.  “Hayden, it feels so good.”

“You two are gross.  I was coming in here to wake you up, and…”

“It’s a damn massage,” you throw a pillow, and miss Curtis completely.  “Now, leave.  Make me tea.”

“No,” he says, crossing his arms over his chest.  “You need to get up.  Hayden, you need to get something ready.”

“Oh!  That’s right,” he hops off of you, and runs towards the door, getting a quick fist bump from Curtis.

“What was that?” Curtis shrugs, starting to leave the room.  “Uh-uh, you and him constantly are doing that or high fiving.  What is it?”

“I’m just proud the little dude is getting someone worth having, alright?  Is that so bad?  Now, go wake up your brother.  Mom is ready to spoil Tulip again.  I shutter to think what she’ll do when one of us starts to give her a grandchild,” you stop your movements, giving him an odd look.  “I mean, she refers to you as her child.  Not that you and Hayden need to have a child.”

“Right.  Right, that was completely how I took it,” Curtis raises his eyebrow as you start to walk away, and grabs your arm, “What?”

“But you two would make pretty babies,” you jab him in his side, and he chuckles as you watch down the hall.  “You know it’s true!  Don’t act like you haven’t thought about it,” without turning around, you hold up your middle finger walking to wake your brother up.

They were adorable.  Still fast asleep and spooned up against the other.  Steve’s hand rests on her large belly, and even Sailor gives her temporary home a roll and a kick.  It was like she knew her dad was holding her.  You and Steve might not have the best relationship, but you were proud of him.  

He had his own set of issues with the MC, and he came out on top.  Had recently been looking around the neighborhood for a garage to open up his own business.  Ready to move to the suburbs, and be a husband.  That little ring on Tulip’s finger just glistened in the first morning light.  

“Steve.  Tulip,” you whisper, and her eyes open immediately.  “That was quick.”

“I don’t sleep well anymore.  Miss Ma’am takes up a lot of room, and I don’t think I can make it another month,” she groans, going to sit up, and Steve wakes, helping her to sit up.  And he gives her the most tender kisses on her shoulders.  “You ma’am, need to quit moving so much.  I swear, she’s just like you already, Doll.”

“I told you to quit saying that,” Steve gives you a smile, and you walk closer to feel your niece moving around.  You loved this.  Had worried that Tulip might find it annoying with all the hands over her, but thankfully Steve seemed to be the type that would advocate for her when she had reached her stopping point.  “She does have your lips though.”

“Oh, stop it,” you bashfully say.  Holding onto the belly, while Sailor rolls around.  Steve’s eyes glance behind you as he watches Hayden, but you’re only worried about the baby.  “One of these days, I’m going to give you a cousin to love on.”

Hayden never stops staring at you.  He had decided weeks ago that he would marry you.  He knew that when you were ready, you would make the most beautiful and perfect family for both of you.  He couldn’t wait, even though he rather enjoyed this discovery that he’s doing with you.  Everyday was something new.  He happens to catch Steve’s gaze, and his cheeks go all rosey.  

Steve nods his head smiling.  He remembers that with his Tulip.  Things happened so quickly with her, and while he wants to see his sister just as happy as him, he hopes this new kid takes his time.  “Uh, I got your tea ready.”

“Sailor, your uncle Hayden is a smart man,” you gulp, realizing you said that out loud, but you also don’t want to back down now.  Tulip gives you a kind smile, she knows how quickly you were falling.  “Now, we’ve got to go check and see if the cookies that uncle Curtis left out are gone.  But first, warm tummies, and caffeine in my system.”

Hayden grabs at your hand as you walk past, sliding it to wrap around your waist.  This was already shaping up to be the best Christmas that you can remember.  The house looked like it was made of gingerbread, and there was so much love.  There might not be a ton under the tree, but just having everyone there, and knowing next year there would be a little baby to share it with.

“I think there’s a couple more presents for you, sweetheart,” Tara gives a wink to her youngest son, and he jumps up to get his present.  Walking a small little bag over to you, and you give him a questioning look.

“Just open it,” still looking at him, your hand touches on a piece of paper and you pull it out to see a picture of a golden retriever, and you’re back to looking at him, “She’s having puppies.  I thought…I wanna adopt a dog with you.  I’ve already got some schooling lined up for the puppy, but if you don’t want to do that, I did get you a really nice blanket.”

“But we don’t live together.  And after school…you’re wanting to move back here, and — are you moving back in with your parents?”

“No.  No, um…dad?” You look over at Howard, he slaps a hand over his face.  “I’m kinda drowning over here.  You wanna help me out?”

“Honey, why don’t you open this up, before we go on to another gift,” she hands you an envelope from Bunker College, but you still felt you were missing something.  “This came in the other day.

Slowly you open the thick envelope.  Staring at the acceptance letter.  You and Howard had sent off your application weeks ago.  Choking on your tears when you look up at Howard and Tara, “I got in,” Tara does a little cheer as she starts picking up the discarded wrapping paper.  “But…”

“Now, here’s this,” Howard says, handing over a homemade scholarship with your name on it.  “I know that money has been a concern for your schooling.  But…”

“I can’t accept this.”

“You will.  This is money that we’ve been sitting on.  It was,” he looks over at his wife, who moves closer to him, grabbing his hand.  “It was Jessie’s.  Each of our children had a college fund, and she never used hers past one semester.  It just didn’t seem right to use it on ourselves, so it sat there.  It feels right to use it now.”

Your fingers tap over Hayden’s leg, and you go to get up, but sit back down, “If you need to go to the back porch,” Howard starts, but you shake your head.  “The school isn’t far from here.  You and Hayden, if he wants, are more than welcome to stay here, but with the leftover money, and then a bit more, we did something.”

“Howard, Tara, no,” you’re unsure exactly what they did, but with the look he was giving you, it was spending more money.

“I know it’s sudden, but the leftover and a bit more, not much was used…look at it as a loan.  You can pay it all back, after you graduate.  You can let Hayden move in if you’d like,” he holds up a key, and your vision goes blurry.  “Sweetheart, I don’t think you’ve realized how much you have repaired our family.  Curtis,” Howard looks over at him, and Curtis’ hand rubs over his neck.

“I’m moving back in here.  You didn’t even mention that I wasn’t wearing a cut.  Merry Christmas,” walking over to you, he gives you a kiss to your head, “And thank you,” he rubs on your hand, “Moving back here is only temporary.  Gotta find another house for sale.”

“We needed you more than you needed us.  You’re never going to take Jessie’s place.  But you gave us hope.  You showed us a daughter’s love.  And no amount of money could ever thank you for that.  My husband and son have a relationship again, and I’ve never seen my baby happier.”

“I…” you try to breathe.

“Doll, let’s go outside,” Steve stands up, and pulls at your hand.  Even though you enjoyed Hayden’s warmth, you couldn’t breathe.  Heaving as he leads you to the back porch, even grabbing up a blanket for you.  Opting to sit in the swing instead of the steps, he wraps an arm around you.  “They love you.”

“No one has ever been that kind to me.”

“Yeah, we suck,” he chuckles.  Your eyes focus on the falling snow, while you try and process everything.  “They asked me first.  You know, what I thought about all that.  Doll, you deserve this.  After all you’ve been through, and all that you can do, take it.”

“I just…I feel I’m taking advantage of them if I do.”

“Really?” You turn to look at him, but quickly move your head to rest on his shoulder.  “The Everett's, they're not going to do anything for someone that isn’t appreciative.  They were just sitting on that money.  They were all broken in their own way after Jessie, and they needed this, too.  Curtis got to save you, when everything he tried didn’t work with Jessie.  Howard and Curtis are talking again.  Tara is getting to have these sweet moments that she didn’t with her daughter.  She’s getting to teach you how to cook, and Doll, they’re happy.  Let them have this, and do this for you.”

“They bought me a house.”

“Sounded like they want you to pay for what wasn’t spent with the college fund.”

“A house I have wanted for a family,” you finally look at Steve, not ashamed to look away anymore.  “How did you know that Tulip was the one?”

“She makes me laugh and smile.  Makes me think about the future.  Made me want this,” his head flicks over to the house.  “I never wanted a girl past what was in between her legs.  I know it’s gross, and I should have seen that’s how someone could see you, but I didn’t think about it.  I cared about Tulip.  She didn’t give me what I wanted.  She gave me what I needed.  Someone to talk to. Someone to plan with, and learn with.  Kinda like that stupid kid, huh?”

“He’s different.  I loved Bucky.  Part of me always will.  But the way I feel for Hayden is different.  It’s fast in ways, but slow in others.  It isn’t a fast and hard relationship; it’s tender and sweet, and Steve,” you take a deep breath, ready to speak it into existence, “I wanna marry him.  Not tomorrow or anything.  But I want that dog with him.  I want that house with him.  Make memories there with him and our dog.  Me to finish school, and I know he’s going to be so proud of me.  I want this simple and sweet wedding, and he carries me over the threshold, and then I want to make babies with him.  Fill that house up with babies that are noisy and sticky, and…it’s fast and not fast enough with us.  I want everything with Hayden.  I want our first argument about which place to order pizza from to be in that house.  And I want to decorate it every season, and I want to make him proud of me.”

“Oh, Doll, he is.  He’s so proud of you.  And I’m pretty sure he wants all that with you, too.  You should have seen his face when he was watching you hold the bump.  He’s in love with you, and you deserve that white picket fence, and two point five kids, your soccer mom car, and a to go tea cup in your hand.  You’re going to make the best wife and mother someday, but just…take your time.  There’s no rush.  I mean, a dog, a house, and going to school. That's a big deal, but if anyone can do it, it’s you.  Now, put the Everett’s out of their misery, and accept that gift, that way we can check the inside of this famous Doll house.”

You and Hayden run into the apartment, cheeks heated and noses cold from the wind.  Ice skating was interesting.  Both of you were horrible, but you laughed every time that you would fall down, making for a fun afternoon.  Slinging off your coat, and slipping off your shoes you move more into the apartment, ready to get on something that wasn’t sodden with ice.  “No!” Hayden screeches when you close the door to the bathroom.

“Doll face, let me in.  It’s very rude to waste water, and if we’re together,” his head presses up against the door when he hears the water turn on.  “My ass is cold, too.  You’re such a tease,” you choose to ignore him as you wash your body.  You need a moment to think.  Rubbing the washcloth over your chilled skin, you wonder if you should be trying to talk yourself out of what you were feeling.

He was your boyfriend.  You wanted to spend the rest of your life with him, and things were perfect today.  He was quickly approaching the end of his year with Harvard, and was graduating.  You had made plans to move in together afterwards.  Taking your puppy into your dream house.  He still mumbles on the side of the door, and it makes you giggle.

Hayden never pressured you for anything more than what you were comfortable with, and you were more than comfortable with him.  Forgoing drying off, you grab one of his button up shirts out of the hamper, and swing the door wide open.  He might have been whining to shower with you, but he managed to get everything off, but his jeans, and put a hoodie back on.

“It was cold.  My nipples are very hard.  Feel them,” looping a finger into his belt loop, you pull him closer to you.  Your chest already heaving with your deep breaths, and he undoes the first button on his shirt.  “Your nipples look cold, too,” when you don’t respond his hands fall to his side, and you undo his belt buckle.  Letting you navigate the next movements, “We don’t have to do this.”

“I want to,” unbuttoning his pants, Hayden’s hips poke forward and closer to you, and you find yourself arching into him.  It felt right.

“You don’t need to do this.”

“I.  Want.  To,” you reaffirm.  You hadn’t been more sure of anything in your life.  You wanted this.  You wanted all of Hayden.

“You’re sure?” You smile at him with a little giggle, nodding your head, and he pulls at your hips, bringing them right to his body.  His hands glide down your back, following your curves.  Moving back up, he starts to slowly undo each button before holding the shirt out on either side of you.  “You look good in my shirt.”

“I’m glad,” you whisper out.  Your breathing catching in your throat with the way he looks over your body.

“It’ll look better on the floor though,” his hands go to cup your ass, and he lifts you up.  Letting you wrap your legs around his waist as he walks you into the bedroom.  Gently laying you down, he shimmies out of his pants, and throws his hoodie into the floor.  Pushing that button up off your body, he picks it up, and lets it drop to the floor, “See?”

“Hayden, I love you.”

“I love you,” he says before crawling over top of you.  His knee goes in between your thighs, and even the slightest touch makes you whimper out his name.  “It’s not that I didn’t want to,” he starts pulling off of your lips with a pop, “I have wanted to.”

“And now, your girlfriend is ready.  Hayden, I’m ready,” Hayden crashes his lips into yours, moaning when you grind over his thigh.  You pull him down closer to you, and moan out his name when his cock is heavy on your thigh.  

He lifts off of you, sitting up to fist his cock, and you spread your legs wider, “You’re sure?”

“So sure,” whispering because you’re afraid this was all a dream.  Your fingers feel over your slit, and there was no preparation needed.  You were soaked, ready to take him for the first time.  “Hayden.”

He brings his body lower as he lines himself up.  Eyes dark and full blown with lust, and he doesn’t even know what he wants to watch.  You looked so pretty laying there in anticipation, and your cunt looked so damn inviting.  He watches as his tip glistening with precum rubs over your bundle of nerves, sliding it down until he breaches your entrance, and his eyes float back to look at you.

Slowly pushing through your velvety walls, and you cling to his arms.  Hayden doesn’t stop until he’s balls deep, and panting over top of you.  Your hands move to pet over his face gently.  Your thumb tracing over his trembling lip, “Haydes, you okay?”

“Yeah.  Yep.  Yes, this…this was worth the wait.  Yep.  God, you feel — yeah, wow.”

“We don’t have anything planned for tomorrow.  We can go all night.”

“Yep.  Wait, I didn’t get a condom.  Fuck,” your grab at his waist, and shake your head, “What?”

“We got tested.  I’ve got an IUD.  We’re safe.”

“Right.  Yeah, we’re safe,” he drags himself out of you, and slides in even slower.  “Doll, I’m gonna marry you.”

“You’re not asking me, are you?”

“No.  Not unless this is how you want to be asked,” you giggle at him, and shake your head no.  “Okay, yeah, I’m not asking.  It would be weird, and somehow romantic to ask you while I’m inside of you.”

“Shh,” you whisper, lifting off the bed to kiss him.  Your hand presses over his heart, and you realize why he’s talking like this, “Every part of me is yours, Hayden Elias Everett, and I’m not going anywhere.  So please, calm down before you have a heart attack.”

“Okay,” movements after your words are smooth.  Giggles still happen as you switch positions.  Especially when you knock on his shoulder, pushing him to lay on the bed.  Going to straddle him, and he stares up at you like you were the most beautiful thing in the world.  His fingers digging into your supple skin.  He couldn’t get enough of you.  

Working your body over him, but you weren’t close enough, so he pulls you down to him.  Sucking on your lip, while he stabs up into you.  The two of you finally become one, and you know even without a ceremony of marriage, that he was yours.  Bonding your souls in this moment, and there would never be another.  

You lean back, using your hands to keep you upright, and give him the view of his lifetime.  His eyes move from your face, to your tits, and then to where you connect.  Your cute little clit needing some stimulation, and he gives you that relief.  Smooth circles over your nub, while he watches his goddess.  You were magnificent.  He couldn’t even put into words how amazing you were.  “Cupcake feels amazing and Pumpkin loves my touch.”

“They both love your touch, Haydes.”

The two of you are in a different dimension despite the amount of times your phone was going off.  Nothing else mattered but you and Hayden.  This was a new start to your life with him, and you couldn’t wait to do it again and again and again.

“Dammit, Doll,” Curtis slings his phone over on the seat of the car as he rushes to yours and Hayden’s apartment.  Steve had quit calling him, but now Steve couldn’t because he was holding his girlfriend’s hand while your niece was being delivered.

“What could possibly be more important than Sailor being born?  Even mom and dad are already at the hospital,” he grumbles to himself.  He looks up at the apartment window, and it sure looked like you were home, “If there’s anything wrong with her.”

Curtis gives a nod to the doorman, and can’t get to the apartment fast enough.  Even receiving a picture of the newborn from Steve.  Serves you right for not picking up the phone.  He doesn’t even knock, just uses his key to get in, and he realizes quickly what was so important.  Clothes sporadically on the floor, and the barely closed door, your moans and bed squeaks, makes him turn around the opposite direction.

“Ahem.”

“Oh shit,” you get off of Hayden, and pull the covers up around you, “It’s not what it looks like?” Even you don’t believe the lie, and Hayden chuckling doesn’t help.

“You mean, you’re not really fucking my brother.”

“No.”

“Not right now you’re not, but before I cleared my throat you weren’t?  You know refusal to answer is not helping your case.”

“Why are you here?” Hayden asks, kissing along your sweaty skin again.  You don’t know how you weren’t beyond exhausted.  It had been a long evening, and night.  Looking over at the clock, you realize it was becoming a long morning.  “It’s in the middle of the night.”

“Was this the first time?  Or was it like eight hours ago?  Because Steve and I have been trying to call you.  You have a niece,” you fall out of the bed trying to get clothes, and you turn back around to apologize to Hayden.

“I’m sure this was a perfect stopping point,” standing up, he wraps his arms around your waist, “I’m sure you…”

“Get fucking dressed and let’s go!  Stop with your fucking pillow talk.  Damn, I’ll grab some Tylenol, I’m sure you’re going to be sore and tender.  Geeze, you’d think you two have never had sex before,” while you might have, there was nothing that compared to the way that Hayden made you feel.  He was adding to your happiness, and it was the happiest of feelings ever.

You all but run down the hall ready to meet this perfect angel.  Opening up the door to see Tara holding the baby all snug, while Howard stares down at her, “She is the sweetest little guppy,” his voice cracking with every word. Tulip looks up at you, and snorts.  You were positively glowing.  Clothes that didn’t even match and they were not properly buttoned, hair a mess, and Hayden didn’t look any better.

“Rough night?”

“Tulip delivered a baby, and looks better than you,” Steve rolls his eyes.  He hated thinking about you in that way.  “Now, you gotta fight Nini and…?”

“Poppy,” Howard answers, but never looks away from Sailor.  “But if she wants to call me something else, she’s allowed to.  Look at her,” he finally glances up at you, and Hayden and rolls his eyes, “She’s perfect.  Tara, let Doll hold her newest relative, and we’ll go do a coffee and tea run.  I’m sure some of us need some caffeine.”

Walking closer, you let Tara hand off the baby, and you coo down at her sweet face.  She really was perfect.  You pet around her skin, and wonder how something so pure could ever happen in this world.  

“Dude,” Curtis whispers, smacking at Hayden’s stomach.  “You keep looking at her, like you want to put your own baby in her.”

“She looks good like that.”

“I’m guessing you two just had sex for the first time, so maybe lay off being a horny bastard, okay?  Now, go hold your niece, and let's see if she gets all hot and bothered.  You two are going to unleash some breeding kink seeing each other hold a baby.”

“Not yet.  But one day,” he says, walking over to you.  Pressing a kiss onto your temple, and you offer her up to be held, “Doll, you take all the time you need, baby.  I know how much you’ve waited to hold her,” and you had.  You waited a long time to hold onto a beautiful baby girl, but you were not prepared for this.  Even her being just your niece was overwhelming.  You didn’t realize how much you could love someone you just met.  You heart bursting with adoration for this beautiful baby.

“Steve, Tulip, she’s perfect,” a sweet moment, slightly ruined by Curtis walking by to give a high five to Hayden.

“Seriously?  That’s why you wouldn’t answer your phone?” Your brother glares at you.

“Wook at dis sweet wittle baby, Stevie.  You did such a good job of making dis beautiful angel,” Steve rolls his eyes at you, but all it takes is for Tulip to place a calming hand on his arm, and he’s back to relaxing.

“You look happy,” she mouths at you, and you respond with a nod.  Looking down at the precious babe, and you lean over on Hayden.  You knew that one of these days, that this was going to be you and him.  But for now, you’re just going to enjoy this moment.  It was simple.  It was a dream.  And yes, it was perfect.

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Keys in Your Ignition, Part 22

Summary:  You and Hayden get your first baby.

Pairings:  Hayden Everett X Reader

Rating:  adorable to sexy to funny

Warnings:  Doll and Hayden’s first argument, explicit language, explicit sexual content, breeding kink, pussy worship, unprotected sex, PIV sex, creampie, drinking and getting drunk, poor Curtis, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  3.2K

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“Oh my goodness,” you baby talk looking at the sweetest litter of puppies. “Can we take them all?”

“No,” Hayden answers quickly. “No, you get one. And you’re the first pick of the litter, so,” you turn to look at him, sticking your bottom lip out, and pouting, “Doll face, you quit doing that. I can’t say no to that face, and they’re already claimed. Babe, you get one.”

“But der so cute!” You can’t handle how every single one of them were attacking you with kisses, and they still had puppy breath. “Haydes, pwease?”

“The apartment isn’t big enough for eight puppies.”

“But after graduation, we’re moving into the house. P-p-pwease,” he sighs sitting down on the ground with you, shaking his head. “I’m being unfair to him,” you tell a puppy you pick up. “Haydes is da sweetest boyfwiend, and he doesn’t desewve dis aboose.”

Hayden may just be sitting there watching you with a fond smile, but one of the puppies leaves your lap, to go check on him. His little paw, taps on Hayden’s arm, until he lifts him up. Hayden holds him close to his chest, and the puppy looks up at him, and you swear it was smiling. You couldn’t quite put your finger on it, but you were sure that Hayden and the dog were actually bonding. The other puppies are still so consumed with you.

“Doll, baby, why are you crying?”

“I’m not crying,” you stub up, but wipe at your eye, “That’s him,” you whisper, nodding at Hayden. “He wuvs us both, but wook at how sweet he is wif hims daddy,” the baby talk mixed with you calling him daddy makes Hayden freeze.

Ever since the birth of Sailor, you got to him with babies more often. He didn't care if you were just staring at Sailor while you held her, or squishing on her thighs and making her giggle, he loved seeing you with a baby. But calling him the dog’s dad, had him sweating. “Hayden, quit being a pervert.”

“My girlfriend needs to quit making me horny.”

“I called you the puppy’s daddy,” he narrows his eyes at you, and you giggle, “Oh. Oh! Hayden, we’re not having a baby, until we’re married. Sorry.”

“Can we get married tomorrow?”

“No! Just so you know, mister,” you stand up, and lean to pick up your very own baby, and the dog glances back at Hayden. “I want a wedding. Not a big one. I don’t care if we got married in your parent’s backyard. But I want a dress, and flowers, and — I want Steve to walk me down the aisle. Sailor walking down the aisle. I want it all. Getting married tomorrow will not give me that.”

His arms wrap around your waist, his hands settling at your ass when he gives you the sweetest little chaste kisses. That happy puppy’s face looking back and forth between the two of you knowing that he had been chosen. “Doll, you deserve all that, baby. And I will give it all to you, but…does Sailor have to be walking,” you give him a playful pinch to his ass, “She’s just a few months old. Can she not be pulled down the aisle in a wagon or something?”

“Nope,” standing on your tiptoes, you give him a kiss to your nose, “Come on, let’s go introduce your parents to their grandpup. We gots to name him, and hopefully Miss Tootie pants wikes him, because der going to be…oh, you have an aunt.”

“Would you look at that,” Howard says, smiling as you and Hayden walk in with the little puppy. Tootles stands up in his lap, and stares at the little dog. “Now, princess, you be nice,” Tootles snorts as she hops down to check out the runt. “One day, he’ll be bigger than you.”

You set him down on the floor, and she blows a bit of air at him, and looks up at Howard. “She’s definitely telling him that you are hers, Howard.”

“I believe she is. He is a cute little thing. Good thing you have a big backyard, because he’s going to need space. What’s his name?”

“Oh!” Tara screams walking in from the kitchen. “Look at that precious angel, Tootie girl. What name did you pick?”

You glance up at Hayden, and burst out laughing, “Doll thinks he should be called Doodle Dude.”

“No, I said, Doodle, and you said Dude for short. That’s completely different.”

“Okay, fine. I’m the one that likes Doodle Dude.”

“What do you think of this color?” You ask Hayden as you roll a bit of color onto the wall. He tilts his head to side looking between the two that are painted, and shrugs. “They’re different. I promise.”

“I don’t see it. So, the left.”

“You didn’t try. Ooh!” He turns to look at you confused at the out of nowhere excitement. “I think my Hayden is so very hungry. We should order a pizza with this address. What do you want?”

“Pepperoni and Italian sausage.”

“From where?”

“Doesn’t matter. Whatever is closest, I am hungry. Your Hayden is famished.”

This was the moment you had been waiting for, and you can’t believe you would want to bring on a fight, but you wanted the first argument to be silly, “No, your opinion matters. From where?”

“The closest. Everyone has pepperoni.”

“Haydes, you’re not even trying. From where?” You cross your arms over you chest, and he looks at you confused. “I decided pizza, you decide the place,” your voice changed, and he didn’t know what to think of it.

“Are you okay?”

“I want you to be the one to decide where we eat, and you’re not taking it seriously. Just choose a place. It’s not that hard,” your voice wasn’t yelling, but it had gotten louder, and he wasn’t taking the bait, “Do you even care?”

“No. I just want food! I am hungry, and I can’t tell the difference between Curio and Silver Drop on the damn wall. Because Hayden needs food. So just choose where you want pizza from, and order it! Don’t you do that,” he says as your eyes fill with tears, although for a very different reason than he thinks. He walks over to you embracing you in a tight hug. “I’m sorry. Baby, I’m sorry, I’m just hangry, and need — why are you giggling? Doll, what’s so funny?’

“You remembered the names of the paint, and I wanted our first argument to be about pizza, and it happened. And I’m so happy.”

“You are not right,” he says, kissing on your neck. “There’s going to be plenty of silly arguments, but I want them to happen naturally,” you nod your head, and his heart swells. You were adorable. Paint smeared on your clothes, and the two of you were working on making this house into your family home. “Order our first argument pizzas.”

“What’s that room going to be?” Taking a big bite of the pizza, you point into a small room on the main floor.

“That is going to be our office. We’re both going to need some things here. You being an amazing CPA, and me being the best therapist once my dad retires. And that room, well, you know that’s our room. Got our en-suite bathroom, and going to have this big California king size bed, but we’re sleeping right in the middle of it cuddled up.”

“We’ll make our babies in that bed,” you take a big drink of your wine, while Hayden opens up another beer. It was no secret that he hadn’t been drunk, but he was crossing the line of tipsy currently.

“Nope,” he shakes his head, and points over at the bar in the kitchen, “First baby is made there. Second baby, we’ve got to be more creative about it. But that upstairs balcony,” you toss a bit of your crust at him laughing. “Now, now, I know we got neighbors, but that’s in the back of the house. We’ll have to keep that door locked in all the ways, because that’s going to be the playroom for the kids. No red room for you,” he smirks as you toss another piece of your crust.

“And Doodle, you’re gonna lose him when we have our first baby. He’s going to follow it around everywhere. Gonna protect him or her. But, he’s also going to be trained to be a therapy dog. That way he can come into the office, and like the good boy he is, be useful. He’s gotta earn his keep. Got to put him to work,” it sounded so beautiful. And you were just happy that his vision for your life was exactly what you were wanting.

“You’re going to have your cute little small SUV in the garage, gotta have space for the babies, and if we have a bunch, we’ll get you a little van, and you’re going to be so proud of it. What are you doing?” He pants out as you crawl over to him. The alcohol had gotten to both of you. You couldn’t tell if Hayden’s pupils were dilated with lust or the effects of the alcohol.

Sitting in his lap, with your legs on either side of him, you pet along his cheek. A bit scruffier with the late hour, but he was still the most handsome man you had ever met. Hayden’s hands run up your thighs, and front, and he settles them behind your neck. “I want to marry you, Hayden.”

“I know you do.”

“Ask me.”

Hayden’s breath begins heaving, and your tears now are sentimental watching him get choked up, “Hayden, I love you.”

“You’re ruining my big ask,” you laugh through your tears, and give him the sweetest kiss on his lips. “I had this all planned, and I don’t even have the ring here, and…”

“You have a ring?”

“Yes! It was going to be this big romantic moment when we moved in here. But you had to go on and ruin it,” you whisper out an I’m sorry, and he moves in for a bruising kiss. Tasting both of your salty tears when he pulls away, and whispers your name, “I love you, more than anyone I ever thought possible. And it seems like we’re doing this together, and I don’t want the longest engagement, but I want to enjoy calling you my fiancé, and Steve and Tulip gotta get married, we’re not stealing that from them. And apparently Sailor has to be walking, but will you marry me?”

You pull him to you, kissing on his lips, “You kinda didn’t answer,” he says through the kisses.

“Oh! Yes, yes, I’ll marry you.”

“But we’re not saying anything, until I put the ring on your finger, okay? My mom will slap the back of my head if I proposed without it. And how am I supposed ot tell her my girlfriend was demanding it, and my best friend, Cupcake is throbbing right on my cock. I know you can feel how hard I am, and,” he stops talking when you take off your shirt. Throwing it to the side and move to your bra.

“Yep. You’re just as horny as me,” he says before attaching his mouth to your tit. Your body grinds over him, and he pulls off, only for you to take off his shirt. His body pushes you up, and lays the two of you on the floor. Pushing the pizza box to the side as he kisses down your body.

Sliding off your leggings, and removing them and your panties completely, when he dives into your cunt. Pulling your legs to rest over his shoulders, and his hands start kneading your breasts. Getting acquainted with his best friends, he gives your clit a hard suck, and his teeth nip at it. He loved watching your squirm. Your body is confused about pulling him closer, and pushing him away. He never let you cum on his mouth anymore, saying it made you more sensitive.

He gets you right to the edge, before his face shining in your slick pulls off. Hayden doesn’t even fully take his pants off, just gets his cock out, and he slams into you. Sliding balls deep, before stilling. Panting above you, and his eyes look all over your face, “We’re christening the house, on the floor.”

“Yeah,” he starts laughing, and you know this is about to be so silly and sweet, “We’ve got the tub, the table, the counter, the shower, the bed, the stairs, the backyard, the porch, there’s lot of space upstairs, and I was thinking a trampoline in the ground would be nice for the kids, so there’s that. We gotta christen the whole house, Doll.”

You giggle up at him, and bring him down to your lips. Tasting your juices on him, only makes you want more. His hips simultaneously thrusts into you, and you just know that if you let go of his mouth, it’s about to start. Kids were brought up. “And,” you pull him back down, letting him taste every whimper you give him.

“Nope,” he says, shaking off of you. Hayden pulls out of you, rolling your body to your belly, “Get up. I’m going to talk to you, and Cupcake,” getting on all fours, you let your face rest on the carpet, as he stands, to fully get undressed. Getting back to his knees, he stares at your cunt, and you were already whining.

“Shh, I’ll get to you in a minute, Doll. Cupcake, I’ve been so good to you, and you have been absolutely delectable to me. But,” he spreads your puffy lips apart, staring at your gaping cunt, “I have a new kink, fully activated, and I gotta tell my fiancé about it. Oh, I like the way that sounds. Cupcake, i wanna fuck a baby in her so bad. I know — I know we’re waiting, but fuck, seeing her hold that baby, and then looking up at me with her little please sir face, is driving me crazy. Ah!”

He looks down at your face pushed up against the floor, and you were a mess, “She was fluttering. She wants a baby in her, too.”

“Haydes, married. Then baby.”

“I know. I’m just making sure that Cupcake understands how horny fucking a baby in you makes me,” you whimper again, and he looks back at your cunt, “I’ve gotta stop talking to you, because my fiancé needs me to just fuck her,” he presses a sweet kiss to your pussy, and one to your clit for good measure, before kneeling behind you.

Hands tightly on your hips, he starts rutting into you. He was feral. Hayden wasn’t usually so harsh with his movements, and it makes you gush. Your juices drip to the carpet, but he just continues his hard and fast pace, it needed new carpet anyways. “See you swollen with my child. Our perfect little baby growing in your belly. You’re going to be so full of me. Everyone will know that you are fully mine.”

“Hayden!” You grit your teeth and arch your back more.

“Yeah, this is too far away,” his arm wraps around you, and pulls you to his chest. Back arched painfully, but this was incredible. Toes curling, and eyes squinting, and you see this perfect life with Hayden so vividly. Could see him laying in the floor having belly time with your baby. With his baby in his lap, while they watch football, and they didn’t understand anything, but time with daddy.

His hand rubs over your belly, and he sucks a bruise on your neck, “You’re going to be the most beautiful pregnant woman. You’re going to be the best mom. And I’ll get to see our baby, ours, both me and you, growing up in this house.”

“I want a baby now.”

“Nope. After the wedding,” oh he was cruel. He grips tight to your shoulders, and stabs into you forcefully. You scream out his name as heat radiates through your entire body. “I’ll give you all the babies you can handle. And we’ll have so much fun making them. So much fun pretending to make them. When was the last time I came in you?”

“I don’t care! Ah, fill me up. I want your cum!”

His hips hit on your backside, and you know that is going to be sore tomorrow, but right now you didn’t care. When Hayden got like this, you took whatever it was that he gave you. All of it was the sweetest demand, but so hot.

“Fuck! You’ve been clenching down on me for like three minutes. Let go, Doll. I’m right there. Finish it,” taking a deep breath, you grab onto his thighs, and let your orgasm course through every inch of you. It was more than just coming with Hayden, it was giving him something that no one else could ever have, and that was all of you.

His seed spurts deep into your cunt, and you swear you cum again. Panting, and petting along his sticky skin. “We should drink to this. I wanna get drunk with you.”

Curtis stomps up the stairs to your house, and beats on the door, “You two better not be dead,” giggles. Both of you were giggling. You weren’t answering your phones, but you could giggle.

You stumble over to the door, looking a lot worse for wear as you let him in, “Curtis!” You fall into his arms giggling. Again.

“You’re drunk.”

“Nope,” you snort, and even Hayden howls. “Him not either.”

“You got the golden child drunk?” Curtis is now laughing as he walks into the empty living room, with Hayden laying on the floor laughing, and staring at the ceiling. “I’m going to pretend that this mess was because you are drunk.”

“Nope. No, we fucked on the floor.”

“Haydes!”

“Oh my god. I had to come look for you two, and you’ve got a mess in the floor, and he…Hayden how many beers have you had, buddy?”

“One. Only one. She made me,” his finger points at you, and you drunkenly walk to him, before laying your head on his chest. “She’s a bad influence. But we’re getting married.”

“Shh, it's a secret.”

“It’s a secret I proposed to her. Don’t tell. Her ring no here,” he closes his eyes laughing again, and Curtis pinches the bridge of his nose. You two were utterly ridiculous.

“Oh my god, please say this was before the drunk and disorderly?”

“Yep. Propose, fuck a baby in her, get drunk.”

“Doll!” “Hayden!”

“He can’t hold his fucking beer. Okay, I’m taking you two home. I’ll watch your puppy. You two sleep it off and think about what you’ve done. Mom is worried about the two of you. And…Hayden, Doll get out of the floor, and to the truck. We’ll clean this up tomorrow. And you will clean it up even if you’re hungover, I don’t even care,” getting to your knees you try and pull Hayden up, but he falls back down on the floor in a giggling mess. “I’m gonna have to carry him. Dammit. Please, when we get home, keep your clothes on.”

“Keep your clothes on,” Hayden mimics as Curtis pulls him up. “Have you seen my fiancé? Hers so pretty. Her makes me horny.”

“Shut up,” he groans, and you giggle after the two of him.

“Don’t hurt him.”

“He’ll be hurting tomorrow. Get in the truck, I doubt you can even lock your door. Go on. Babysitting my grown brother. Doll! Get up off the lawn.”

“Help her! Doll face, you okay?”

“I’m good, babe. I’m good.”

“I’m too old for this shit.”

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Keys in Your Ignition, Part 25

Summary:  now presenting Dr. and Mrs. Everett

Pairings:  Hayden Everett X Reader

Rating:  explicit

Warnings:  mentions of mental health, vague mentions of Jessie’s death, Hayden tears, pussy worship, explicit language, explicit sexual content, smut, unprotected sex, breeding kink, oral sex (F receiving), fingering, PIV sex, creampie, curious about a lactation kink, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  4.6K

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A/N:  While not completely necessary, there is a part featuring Andy Barber, and if you haven’t read Kindly Unspoken, you might be a bit confused.

*dividers created by @firefly-graphics​

Hearing Hayden snore behind you, it softly wakes you up. You glance down at the pretzel the two of you had become. His hand firmly on your boobie, while you held his arm. Your ring glimmering in the first morning sun, and your legs were intertwined. At first glance people would assume this wasn’t comfortable, but you loved the warmth that Hayden gave off. He was your home.

Sure you were in your own physical home with him, and Doodle was for once at the foot of the bed waiting on someone in the house to get up, but these simple morning where you could feel his warm breath on your neck, and could feel a faint beating of his heart on your back were your favorite.

Only two and a half weeks separated you from becoming Mrs. Hayden Everett, and you almost wished you had bumped it up even more. Tara had made herself sick trying to figure out how she was going to move things up. But you assured her that you wanted something small and intimate. Keeping things in the Everett’s backyard meant only the closest of friends came.

It was before thanksgiving, before Christmas, and only a few short weeks after your brother’s wedding, but you didn’t want to wait. You wanted to wake up knowing that the man behind you was your husband. There was nothing that you had wanted more than to marry Hayden. Continue creating your beautiful life, and hopefully have a few additions to the family.

Hayden’s face nuzzles on your back, and he pulses his hand, giving your tit a few squeezes. He ghosts his lips on your spine, causing a soft moan to whisper out of you, “Woman, why are you making those noises?”

“Why are you squeezing my tit?”

“Because my hand was on your boobie. They’re fun to play with. Do you know what today is?” He had been counting down the days for this very moment. Literally reminded you how many days were left until your appointment. Last night had been a countdown of hours.

“I do,” he pulls off you, and gives a good stretch before kissing down your body. “Is the door locked so our child can’t come busting in?” He chuckles, shaking his head no. Waiting until he was face to face with your sex, and he bites at his lip. “You’re going to talk to my pussy aren’t you?”

He gives you a quick and playful swat, and kisses on your glistening folds. His shoulders pushing your legs further apart. “She didn’t mean it, honestly, Cupcake. Listen, I know we’ve been having fun, but we’re getting that thing taken out of you today. And,” he holds up his finger, and you laugh silently watching him have the most serious conversation with your cunt.

“I’m going to be very demanding. I want a baby with this woman, and I don’t know what I want more to marry her or procreate with her. What I do know is I love her very much, and she is going to give me the sweetest, coziest babies ever. So I need you to behave. I need you to work with me, and not against me,” you brush back his fallen hair out of his face, and he looks up at you. Leaning into your hand, “We’re gonna make a baby.”

“Well get up here, and let’s make a baby.”

“Doll! You still have that torture device in my pretty girl.”

“It’s an IUD!”

“What I’m saying is, we can’t make a baby, and I’m not wasting my baby juice on that. I need to save that for when it’s out of you. But I can make you see stars,” with a devilish smirk he dives into your core. His lips kissing up your slit so calmly and peacefully. Whispering out I love you’s, and you don’t care if it’s for you or your pussy.

Sticking out his tongue, the thick muscle pushes into your tight channel. His nose rubbing up and down on your clit, while he savors your honey. This would be one of the last times he was having dessert for breakfast, because after today was going to be just pure animalistic breeding. You both knew it. Didn’t care that the wedding was such a short while. You hoped you could get pregnant beforehand.

Hayden flattens his tongue and runs it up the expanse of you. Moaning at your taste before his lips circle around your clit. Sucking the little nub, while pressing three fingers into your hole, “Play with your boobies,” he says, pulling off of you with a pop. Letting his body lay flat on the bed while he worships at your altar. Your hands move to your tits, and you pinch at the hardened buds. Grabbing them, and giving them a shake, because Hayden loved to watch your tits jiggle.

He had studied your body as closely as his books. He knew what to do and where to hit to make you climax quickly. He was stalling. He enjoyed watching you as your face filled with pleasure. Loved your sweet sounds in the morning because they were more hoarse. A rawness to it. Your face cleaned of any makeup. Eyes a bit puffy, and hair a mess from sleep, but he found you the most beautiful and vulnerable just like this.

You were comfortable here in this bed, and in this house that you were making a home. Whether you were snuggled up beside him, or sitting on the couch studying, this was yours and his space, and soon the two of you would fill it with a family. Babies running around being chased by Doodle, and possibly another dog.

He changes to nip at your sensitive pearl, and your back arches of the bed. He was heading for the grand finale. Pulling out every whimper and his hiccuped name. The two of you would truly be having unprotected sex as you counted down your next milestone, your wedding. It might be fast to some, but it was perfect timing for you and him.

Curling his fingers, he lets the calloused tips hit over the spongy area in your cunt. Your eyes and pussy clench down as your high over takes you. Settling back on the bed, hearing Hayden slurp up all your juices before he’s crawling back up to you. His lips glossy with your essence kiss over your face, before smiling at you fondly, “Alright, get dressed. We got to feed your boyfriend or he’s going to be grumpy at work.”

“Quit calling Curtis my boyfriend. You said that to someone the other day, and they were very confused.”

“Fine, he’s your boyfriend around family. He can be your boring brother-in-law around new people, deal?” You give him a nod, and sit up to find Doodle with his nose in the corner.

“Haydes! Look at our baby.”

“We embarrass him.”

“Maybe if his daddy wasn’t such a horn dog.”

“Ooh! Say that again.”

“Horn dog,” you laugh, biting at your lip.

“No, say daddy. Because that’s what you’re going to make me. Say it.”

“Baby daddy,” you squeal, jumping up to run into the bathroom to grab one of his shirts.

“Doll! No! Just daddy!”

“Where is he?” You stutter, your eyes already filling up with tears while Steve and Tulip try and calm you down. “Steve, where’s Curtis?”

“He’s on his way.”

Your eyes drift to the clock in the living room, and you shake your head. Eyes going red, trying to steady your breathing. “I won’t get married without him here. I can’t. Can you please just call him? Ask how far away he is. It’s…how’s Hayden?” Tulip walks closer with Sailor, using her hand to fan your face.

“Shh, Doll, he’ll be here shortly.”

“The ceremony is supposed to start in fifteen minutes! Do you think Hayden would be mad if I delayed the wedding?”

“He wouldn’t,” Howard steps into the living room, beaming at you. His hands stretched wide to give you a big hug. “However, my other son is going to be in trouble for upsetting you. Steve, I need to find out his estimated time here. Tulip, will you go inform Tara and Hayden that everything is okay, but fill them in. Guppy, you come here to Poppy, I think Mememe needs some loving, too.”

Her chubby little legs kick around as she reaches for Howard. Laying down on his chest, and even blowing you a kiss. “I don’t want to do this without him here,” you tell Howard as everyone leaves. “This is all because of him.”

“While I know what you mean, sweetheart this is all because of you. He gave you the tools, but you learned to use them,” you pout your lip out, starting to fan your own face, “Sweetheart, there’s no need for tears. Curtis will be here. Hayden is waiting outside patiently for his future wife. This wedding will happen today even if it takes another hour. And then you and Hayden will go home, and spend your first night together as husband and wife before your honeymoon. Okay?”

“You promise?”

“I promise.”

Curtis slams through the door with Andy Barber by his side. Running over to you for a cheek kiss before he’s racing upstairs, leaving Andy to stare at Howard awkwardly. “You know, when Curtis was late because he was doing something, I never thought it was because of you. How are you, son?”

“Doing well. I, uh, I probably should go.”

“No,” you answer quickly. Grabbing at his hand, you shake your head, “The least you can do since you almost ruined my wedding is stay. Hayden would be so excited to have the Andy Barber at his wedding. There’s plenty of food. It’s not much. I don’t need much but him. Please?”

“As long as you save a dance for me?” You smile nodding your head, as Howard walks out with him. Steve walks back into the living room with you, and both of you wait. Looking up at the stairs for Curtis.

He looked handsome with his suit on. Him and Steve hold both their arms out for you to take, and you inhale sharply, “I’m really doing this, aren’t I?”

“It’s not too late to walk away now,” Steve laughs. The both of them walk you closer to the back door. Already able to see Hayden under the treehouse with his best friend Beck who was whispering something in his ear, and then turning to look at you. Hayden was refusing to look at the back door.

“No, it’s too late.”

“I don’t want to know,” Steve sighs.

“And I know all too well. How many weeks have you been without your torture device?” You give him a quick and painless punch to his side, and giggle when Hayden’s eyes, but not his face, looks over towards you.

He licks his lips before looking down at the ground, almost ruining his first look. “He’s so beautiful.”

“And this is such a sickeningly sweet love story,” Steve gives you a quick kiss to your cheek, and opens the door. It was your love story. And it was your favorite. The music starts up as the two men lead you down the aisle.

Sailor squeals from Tara’s lap, clapping her hands with her sweet little, “Memememe!”

Doodle’s body shakes at Hayden’s feet, and his nose nudges his dad’s hand before Hayden finally looks back at you. His face scrunches up, and his hands begin to wipe at the tears as they walk you down the aisle. You could hardly see with the tears clouding your eyes. Stopping when you reach just in front of him.

“Who gives this woman for this man?”

“Her family,” Steve stutters.

“And her extended family,” Curtis adds in before Steve sits down, and Curtis helps you to stand in front of Hayden. Leaving your side only when Sailor whimpers out a Coco. And he walks over to pick her up.

You can’t even hear what the officiant is saying. Only looking at your almost husband, and ready for the both of you to say your vows. Ready to start a new journey with your favorite person. Doodle’s whole body shaking and walking between his parents and grandparents.

“Doll, I knew the moment I saw your ass sticking out from under of my blankets, laying on my big boy bed, that poster of Cameron Diaz still on my wall, that you were the one I was going to marry. Call me a crazy person by judging someone from the butt and lack of panties, but you had me. And then, you talked to squirrels,” you laugh at him reminding him they were chipmunks, your tears slightly leaving. He was perfect.

“I’ve never met someone as strong as you. Someone as determined to carve out her life despite the hand that was dealt to you. You work harder than anyone I have ever met. You make me laugh everyday, and I know we’re just getting started. I know that you’re going to give me pumpkin cupcakes whenever I ask for them,” he gives you a cheeky little wink, and looks up at the bottom of the treehouse. Collecting his thoughts.

“And I know you’re going to give me this life I never knew I wanted. I always thought that I was going to go from woman to woman. Live in the city, and now I want one woman. We got a home in suburbia. I want all the babies with you. And you gave me my brother back. My family is complete with you in it, and I can never thank you enough, but I promise your cute little ass that you never keep covered that I will try everyday to make you as happy as you make me.”

You go to lean forward, because he needed a kiss, but Curtis pulls you back, letting you know it wasn’t time for that. Taking a deep breath, you don’t know how you will ever top anything he said.

“Haydes, you make me believe in fairytales. I’ve always envisioned my perfect life, and while you weren’t in it, the husband I imagined always possessed your qualities. The dreams that I could dream, could never add up to the man I have. I always wanted someone loyal, smart, kind, funny, loving, playful, a good dad, someone excited to see me, and I got it. And so much more.”

You pause, having to wipe your eyes, and tap on your leg for Doodle to join you. Holding his head up proud, while you pet on his smooth fur, “I didn’t know that outside of my rock bottom was going to be you. Was going to be my future family. Everything I’ve ever wanted is right here, and it’s ours. I know we have so much we want to accomplish and do, but my favorite thing is just being with you. You make life fun, Hayden Elias Everett. And I can’t wait for all the happy and laughing tears that you always seem to give me.”

“And pumpkin cupcakes, right?”

“Pumpkin cupcakes whenever you want them.”

Hayden's smile turns into that boyish smirk, and he starts to pull you close, but both Beck and Curtis stop you, “Okay, husband and wife. Say it, because I really need to kiss her,” Hayden glares at the officiant.

“I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now,” but you and Hayden were already slotting your lips against each other. With his hand tight on your lower back he dips you down, continuing to kiss on your lips, and you hold your husband that much closer.

“Yep, go ahead and start the music. Eat. These two will be at this for a while,” Curtis walks over to Steve, handing off the baby before he heads towards Andy. They still had a few things that they needed to discuss.

Andy walks over to you, extending a hand down, and Hayden’s eyes widen, “You did promise me dance, Mrs. Everett. Can I borrow your wife for a moment?”

“Yep,” Hayden nods, lifting you up to join Andy. “Just — I do want her back,” you snort as Andy guides you to the dance floor. You keep peeking over at your husband who was smiling like a child. Leaning back to get Beck’s attention, pointing at you.

“You married a good one,” Andy says, starting to rock you from side to side.

“I know, but you just about delayed my wedding.”

“I apologize. He did say that you would kill him if he missed.”

“I wouldn’t have gotten married if he missed,” Andy slowly nods his head, and that’s when you noticed you were further away from everyone. “Why were you late?”

“We had something we needed to do.”

“That wasn’t ominous. Andy, can I be honest with you?” He nods his head. You were shaping up to be the woman that Curtis described. At first meeting you, he never would have thought that. He saw someone that's insecure, weak almost. But now you seem fierce and ready to protect. “I don’t know what you’re doing with my brother, and I can freely say that because I married into the family.”

“I’m not doing anything.”

“He’s on his journey to better mental health, and as soon as you come into the picture, he’s changed. I know Curtis is a big boy, but he’s so much more tender than people realize. In some ways, I owe him my life. He pulled me out of this toxic swamp when no one else would. I love that man. And I need to know you’re not going to hurt him. Please, keep him safe.”

Andy pulls you closer to him, letting your head rest on his shoulder. “I don’t want to hurt him. And after you get back from your honeymoon, he needs to tell you. You know who I am, and you know I loved Jessie. Would have married her. I wanted this with her. There’s a lot that happened surrounding her death, and he’s helping me with it.”

“So…” you lay a hand on his chest, pushing yourself back to look at him. “What did she leave behind?”

“Your perspective.”

“Her case was easy to determine. He was on the phone with her when Brock…he wouldn’t be investigating anything unless she left something behind. And the fact that you’re involved. Andy?”

His hand presses up against your stomach, and he gives you a nod. Hayden’s hand slaps over Beck’s arm, feeling like he was having an aneurysm. Watching Andy touch on your belly that he was hoping would be swollen with his baby before Christmas.

“Curtis said you were smart.”

“I’m not dumb. Curtis was fine letting Jessie rest. But…Andy, is it yours?”

“Pretty sure. You — you take care of that boy, well man. You’ll make a good mother,” your eyes move over Andy’s face quickly. Trying to process what he was saying, and starting to hyperventilate. “Hey, it’s fine.”

“No, it’s not.”

“I shouldn’t have said anything on your wedding day. I’m sorry,” you take a deep breath, and Andy pulls you closer, “Me or Curtis can tell you more when we know more. Enjoy your evening with your husband. Have fun on your honeymoon. And take care of him, okay? You don’t know much more than we do. But if you keep freaking out, your husband is going to get mad at me.”

“Doubtful,” you try to make things feel lighthearted as you lean back. The song nearly at an end, and you just wanted to feel Hayden’s warmth, “He has the biggest man crush on you. Look at my dorky husband,” he was adorable. Almost shaking in his skin watching you. “You’ll have to start coming around more often. If Curtis, Hayden, Howard, and Tara think so highly of you, you’re a good man. Let me know if I can help.”

Andy kisses your cheek, whispering out an I will before he leaves you to have Hayden rush up against you. Picking you up, he spins you around, and gives your ass a squeeze, “I don’t share, and I still won’t even with him, but tell me why that was the hottest thing in the world?”

“You’re being silly.”

“Andy Barber kissed you.”

“On the cheek.”

“Doll? I really could use my pumpkin cupcakes right now.”

“Are you ready to leave?” He nods at you, and you crash your lips into you. Giving Hayden a bruising kiss, and he starts to carry you away from the crowd. Curtis spotting him, holds his thumb up while you and Hayden head home. The first night as husband and wife.

Holding you bridal style, Hayden walks you past the threshold. Both of you are still lost in each other's mouths, and he takes sure steps toward the bedroom. Only sitting you down when he opens the door. You turn your back to him, peeking over your shoulder, “Can you help me unzip?”

“Yeah,” his fingers connect with your zipper, and he drags it slowly down your back. Smiling when he sees brand new lingerie just for the occasion. Sliding his hands up your back, and to your arms, he knocks the dress of your body, and you whimper when it hits the floor, “What’s wrong, wife?”

“I want you to fuck a baby in me.”

“Have I already?” He spins you around to look at him as you start removing his own clothes. Button by button you move your hands lower. His tie was already discarded at the reception along with his jacket. Upon opening his shirt your lips make a trail down his chest, but he grabs your elbows stopping you.

“Andy touched your stomach. Have I already fucked a baby in you?”

“It’s too soon to tell. He just said we would make good parents. I don’t want to talk about Andy,” you palm him over his slacks, he was so hard. And you were drenched. You felt like you had been wet all day.

“Oh?” Hayden pulls you flush with his hard body. Kissing and sucking on your neck. You shimmy your hands in between you, undoing his pants, and let them fall to the floor. His cock aching and needy presses up against your stomach. His silk boxers feel amazing against your heated skin.

He backs the both of you up to the bed, wrapping his arms around you to remove your bra in one motion. Pulling back to stare at your tits, “Soon these will be so swollen with milk. Your belly swollen with me. Are you excited about always having me inside you?”

“Y-y-yeah,” you squeak out, pulling down his boxers, you grip him at the base of his cock. I don’t want you to stop fucking me, until you’ve given us a baby.”

“Fuck my seed so deep in you, it’ll stick. Are you ready to be very sore and tender?” He hooks his fingers at the elastic of your panties and when you nod your head yes, he yanks them down. Lifting you up, Hayden tosses you to the bed.

He crawls over the bed like you were his prey. Stalking you, and when your legs drop open, he knows you need no prep. Grabbing up your hands at your wrist, he slams them above your head. Settling himself between your thighs, he lines himself up. Sliding down to the root, and never giving you time to adjust. Stinging only slightly, but you were fucking your husbad.

Hayden’s hips roll into yours. A steady and slow pace. “How are we going to fuck when you’re swollen with my child?”

“I’ll ride you.”

“Mmm, you gonna be on your knees for me?”

“Always,” your voice becomes breathless too quickly. It was all so real. He felt amazing like this. Knowing the both of you were in love, but both yearning for something to bring you closer.

“You gonna let me play with your boobies?”

“Yeah. You love my boobies,” you try not to laugh, but when he adjusts his angle and his tip nudges on your g spot, you moan. “Let me touch you,” you whine, trying to get your wrists out of his embrace. “Wanna feel my husband.”

His eyes roll in the back of his head, letting go of your hands, and you grab onto his back. Your fingernails tickling down his spine with his thrusts. Moving his hand to press in your stomach. Letting it ripple below him. “Feel how deep I am?”

“Your cock is so deep, babe.”

“That’s how it’s gonna take, huh?”

“Harder,” you plead. Letting him crash into your warmth. Moving his hand to your face where his thumb traces over your lips. You open up wider, and let him rub his digit over your flattened tongue. Closing your lips around it, you suck on the thick appendage, which makes him go faster. Harder.

His motions ramming the bed onto the wall behind. Your walls flutter around him, but he stops, pulling out of you, his arm wraps around you to put you on your stomach. Standing into the floor, he jerks you down the bed by your ankles before placing you on your knees. Using his hips to push into your warmth. His fingers dig into your soft curves, making sure to leave their mark on your hips.

Hayden rails into you, watching where the two of you connect. Your cream covering his cock only makes him go harder. Going so hard, your body drifts to the bed. Weakened and completely stimulated by him. With every inch closer to the bed, he starts crawling over you. Your back arches to take every part of him. His balls slapping at your clit.

Eyes fluttering shut as pleasure seeps through your body. You felt Hayden everywhere. All the way down to your soul as the two of you become one. It was primal the way he rutted into you. A visceral need to fill you to the brim. Knowing that eventually your body would change for the two of you as your belly stretched.

Lifting you up by the root of your hair, you scream out his name as your walls lock him into a vice grip. He grunts as he stuffs himself into your achingly tight hole. Panting out I love you to each other. Hands full of your ass as his cock stretches you out. Racing for his grand finale, and you take it. You were proud to call Dr. Hayden Everett your husband. Enjoyed laying underneath him and taking whatever he gave you.

And when his spunk spurts deep into your cunt, hot ribbons of thick creamy cum paint your insides, you cum again. Letting that man fall onto your back, “We gotta let it sit there. Gotta make sure it takes, Doll face.”

“I know, husband. And I want you doing this everyday until it does take. I’m ready to make you a daddy, Hayden.”

“Fuck yeah. And I’m gonna make you a mommy. Gotta share my boobies with my kid though, huh?”

“For a while.”

“I’ll have to test everything out. Just to make sure it isn’t poisoned, okay?”

“Oh?” You look back at his sweaty face resting on your back, “You going to suck on my boobie until milk comes out.”

“I gotta try it, Doll. I gotta. It’s only fair for me to make sure you’re feeding our baby well.”

“How was your pumpkin cupcake?”

He buries his face on your back laughing. Your skin prickles up at the vibrations, and he slowly starts to pull out of you. “It was good. You realize I told everyone at the wedding I wanted to fuck your everyday, right?,” hooking a hand around your waist, he lifts you up off the bed. “Push it out. I wanna see.”

You push out his thick cream. Letting it drop into his hand before he’s shoving his fingers and the jizz back into you. “Yeah, you’re going to be a mess until this takes. Just gonna have to keep fucking it back in there. We could get a plug. Let you sleep with it.”

“No,” you laugh. Moving your body so you can see him better. “You look happy.”

“I am so happy, Doll. We did it. Even though Sailor did not walk in the wedding. Why did we have to wait?”

“Because her looked pretty in her dress.”

He hovers over you, ghosting his lips on your own, “I love you, Mrs. Everett.”

“And I love you, Dr. Everett.”

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