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"I'm the one who's pregnant here, but you're way needier than I am."
Suguru laughed as he watched his alpha pouts, face still against Suguru's bloated tummy as he kissed it tenderly. "I'll blow you, okay? But no fucking." consoles the omega.
"But I wanna fuck you…." Satoru whines, "I love our baby, but it's so upsetting that the baby is cockblocking us!"
"Did you just—"
"They're cockblocking us, and I am not wrong."
Suguru finally couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud. Of course, Satoru is going to say their baby is cockblocking them. Trust Satoru to be an absolute dumbass when it comes to this.
"God, you're impossible. Why did I agree to have your child again?"
Satoru looks up, and he grins. His beautiful sky blue eyes are so charming and bright, looking at him full of confidence and love. Suguru thought he'd get used to Satoru's startlingly beautiful eyes, but he guessed wrong.
"Because you love me, and you need me, duh! I'm the best kind of alpha the world could offer, and obviously, no one can reject me!!"
Another laughter erupted from Suguru; this time, he cupped his husband's face, thumbs rubbing his cheeks slowly as he smiled, looking at Satoru. "I doubt the second statement, but you're right about the first. I do love you, and I do need you."
Satoru looked a bit surprised, but soon he smirked and leaned forward, giving Suguru a light peck on the lips.
"I'm even hornier now… can't we just, fuck a little? Dip my cock a little…?"
Satoru pleaded as he used his kicked puppy face, and thankfully, it doesn't really work against Suguru anymore. He's pretty much immune to it by now.
"No. You and I both know that you don't know what self-restraint is."
Satoru gasped dramatically.
"Suguru…? Pleeeeeaseeeeeee…? I really miss you and love you so much… I wanna spoil and kiss you a lot, and we haven't done it for 3 weeks already… I miss you so much… Suguruuuu..."
Maybe he was not that immune… As much as he wants to deny him, it's hard when Satoru starts to whine like that. But he can't let Satoru get what he wants.
"I'll do my chores!!!!"
Well, maybe he can.
"Promise? You will wash the dishes tonight and do the laundry."
Satoru nodded eagerly and mocked saluted.
"Yes, I will! A low price for the sake of my dick and sanity!"
Suguru can't help but roll his eyes, but he couldn't suppress his smile regardless.
"You really are impossible." He sighed, and Satoru took that as a yes and suddenly carried him.
"Damn Suguru, you're so heavy!" he complained, but that didn't stop him from carrying his pregnant omega to their shared room.
"I'm literally carrying your child, Satoru." He mumbled, half amused and half annoyed.
Satoru, as usual, smells good, and Suguru snuggles closer to the crook of Satoru's neck as his arms wrapped around his neck, his nose pressed against Satoru's scent gland. His alpha scent never fails to calm him down and makes him feel safe.
"Yeah! But they ain't gonna stop me from fucking my omega, so off to bed we are!" Satoru proudly declares as he gently lays Suguru down on their bed.
Seriously, his husband is just a special kind of breed, and he sometimes wonders how the hell he ended up loving this impossibly annoying yet charming alpha.
(But Suguru knows why, but let him mock Satoru for now.)