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Watching Langa skate is something that Reki thinks he'll never get tired of. There's a certain grace to his movements, an amazing amount of creativity that comes from someone who is deeply intimate with the sport, and Langa always looks like he's having so much fun. That's the essence of skating. That's how he and Langa are the same - their shared passion for skating brought them together, even if they don't always skate in the same way anymore, or even together all that often.
Especially lately.
Reki hisses as Langa's baby kicks up at his ribs, interrupting his thoughts. "Shhh," he tries to soothe, slipping his hand into his oversized hoodie and rubbing his belly through the pocket. They kick at his hand, and Reki can't help but snort. He loves them, and he's very happy that he's starting a family with Langa - even if it was unexpected - but he has mixed feelings about how active they are inside of him. On the one hand: hell yeah! Their baby is going to be super awesome, and they'll probably all be able to skate together! On the other hand: oh no, Reki was barely able to sleep throughout his first trimester due to extremely bad morning sickness, and now he's barely able to sleep since the baby wants to practice ollies inside of him. And it's not like Reki can skate now, either; due to his family doctor knowing that he's done some reckless skating moves in the past, she advised him to not skate in his second and third trimesters.
Truly, he will never get tired of watching Langa skate, but he does wish that he could be out there on the rink with him. Waiting by the sidelines sucks. So he tries to focus on the positives: the baby currently testing the limits of his organs is very healthy, and Langa is always amazing when he skates. Even now, even after he's beaten Adam and become way more skilled than Reki probably will ever be, Langa still continues to improve.
As if sensing what's on Reki's mind, Langa pops out of the rink with a flawlessly executed laser flip and gives Reki a warm grin. "Thanks for tuning up my board! I feel like I'm skating better than ever thanks to you."
It might be silly - Reki is carrying Langa's baby, after all - but the praise goes straight to Reki's heart, warmth radiating upwards to his face. "Hahaha, it's no problem!" Reki scratches the back of his head.
"I mean it," Langa says. "The owner of the shop should really consider hiring you full time. You know exactly what you're doing and are extremely innovative."
The reminder of work feels like a bucket of cold water dumped on Reki's head. "Well," Reki says, gesturing to his belly, "it's probably a good idea if I start thinking about that. I know our moms said they'd help us out and all, but, uh."
Langa blinks slowly. "Oh. Yeah..."
This doesn't do a lot to make Reki feel better. "You're really not that worried about it?"
Langa considers for a moment. "Mmm. We have each other; it'll be okay." He doesn't say this dismissively: he says it with all the confidence in the world, like someone who knows intuitively that he is right, even if he doesn't know the reason why. Like someone who can pick up skating in just a few months because he has an adjacent foundation underneath.
Reki guesses in this case it's his own relationship with Langa. Reki kind of knows how to take care of babies thanks to Nakana and Chihiro, but Langa is completely clueless when it comes to anybody younger than Miya. Well... Langa's probably right. It'll be fine. Probably. Langa is by no means unpopular, even if he's a man of few words, and he's gentle when he needs to be. Reki knows that intimately well.
He grins at Langa. "Haha, I guess you're right!" Langa beams back, and the baby in Reki's belly squirms. Instantly noticing Reki's discomfort, Langa places both of his hands on Reki's belly and kisses him, his thumbs fussing over the curve of Reki's stomach as his lips move against Reki's.
The baby quiets and stills. With a sigh, Reki throws his arms around Langa's shoulders and kisses him back. Maybe it really will be okay. Reki can definitely believe it if Langa is by his side.
~*~
Not being able to skate is only one of the things that Reki misses about not being pregnant. When coming out of the shower, Reki looks over his body in the mirror at Langa's house. (He stays there more often than not; Langa's mom has been extremely cool about the unexpected addition to her family, and it's a little quieter at the Hasegawa household.) As he's drying his hair, he takes inventory of all the ways his body has changed. His nipples have grown a little darker, and it's finally gotten to the point where he can only see his dick in the mirror. He's carrying the baby high and close, but abs aren't enough to conceal the fact that he's pregnant anymore. He rubs his hand over his belly. It's sometimes hard to tell day to day, but he's starting to feel bigger most days.
It's a good thing, really. He's happy that he and Langa are going to have a baby together. Langa certainly was thrilled when Reki told him the news; while it does happen sometimes, it's not super common for betas to impregnate omegas. This is why the baby was a surprise in the first place. At the same time, though...
Reki grimaces as he tries to suck in his gut. While he can pull his stomach in a little bit, his womb leaves a distinct shape that remains immovable. It's kind of weird. He's got a little human growing inside of him and it's awesome, but sometimes his body doesn't feel like just his body anymore. All these changes are happening that he's not really in control of. He guesses that he did ask Langa to fuck him, but he can barely think straight during his heats, so...
Langa knocks on the door. "Everything okay?"
"Ah, yeah." Reki wraps a towel around his hips, just under his bump... only in case Langa's mom walks by... and opens the door. Steam billows out. "Got kind of distracted!"
Langa blinks. "Distracted?"
"Hmm." How should he put this? He pulls Langa into the bathroom and shuts the door. "Do you think I look weird now that I'm this preggo? I feel all lumpy and lopsided. My sense of balance is so messed up..."
Langa's eyes darken, and Reki gulps. "No. You're perfect." Langa places his hands on Reki's belly again, and Reki can feel the direct warmth of his palms on his still slightly-damp skin. "It's amazing..." he murmurs to himself, and drops to his knees. "It's so cool that we were able to do this together. That you are able to do this." He kisses the top of Reki's bump, and Reki's heart pounds. Nuzzling against Reki's stomach, Langa sighs happily. "I love you both so much."
Reki is glad for the affirmation, but he has to admit that Langa's position on the floor plus his second trimester hormones are making him have a certain reaction. "I love you too," he says, trying to hide how his voice desperately wants to crack.
Pressing his cheek against Reki's belly, Langa looks up at Reki, staring at him in the eyes. "Want a blowjob?"
Reki's jaw drops. "Huh?!"
"I thought you might want one." Langa slides one hand from Reki's belly to his thigh. "You're starting to get hard."
"You don't have to."
Langa undoes the towel from around Reki's hips and lets it fall to the floor. "But I want to, if you want to. You kind of look like you want to."
"Mmm..." Reki smiles down at Langa, stroking his hair. "Yeah, I do. You don't think it's gross?"
"Reki," Langa says very coolly, "you look incredible, and being physical with you makes me really happy." Reki cranes his head over his belly to try to glimpse Langa wrapping his hand around Reki's cock, but he can barely see it. "If you wanted, I'd suck you off every day."
When Langa says it like that, Reki is in no position to argue or refuse. Not that he wants to - sometimes it's difficult for Reki to feel attractive when he's not used to looking like this, but Langa always makes him feel extremely sexy. He didn't bat an eye when Reki said he was an omega, happily fisted him and came inside of him when Reki desperately needed it when he was in heat, and now he's praising Reki for being hot even when he's pregnant. That, plus the added friction from Langa's hand, gets Reki completely hard in almost no time at all. "Langa," he gasps, "please..."
Langa sighs, kissing the bottom of Reki's bump, before replacing his hand with his mouth. Reki bites his lip and grips lightly onto Langa's hair, feeling a trickle of slick dribble down his thighs. It's been a few weeks since he and Langa have gone at it, now that Reki is thinking it over - Reki might have felt more weird and insecure about his body than he realized, even if being pregnant overall makes him happy - so Reki is really feeling it. He wants Langa.
"Fuck," Reki groans as Langa starts bobbing his head, sucking eagerly. He feels a little stupid. Langa probably wanted Reki just as much; he sighs through his nose, pressing his tongue against the underside of Reki's cock as he slides down on him, his lips wrapping around the ridge as he pulls back up. He's getting really wet. Reki has noticed that he gets wetter more easily now that he's knocked up - maybe it's the hormones? Or maybe it's because he's having sex with Langa, the boy who got him pregnant, and his body and mind can't stop reacting to that fact. Even if he wasn't pregnant, Reki is pretty sure that he'd be finding Langa more and more attractive every day. Being in love does that sometimes.
Langa pulls off of Reki and pants for a moment, pressing his forehead against the curve of Reki's belly. "I missed this," Langa says, pressing passionate kisses onto Reki's baby bump. Before Reki can agree, he startles as Langa slips his fingers between Reki's ass cheeks and rubs against Reki's hole. "You're so wet..." Reki squeezes his eyes shut as Langa easily pushes two fingers inside of him. Langa's mom is in the other room, Langa's mom is in the other room, Reki has to remind himself. As much as he wants to, he can't be too loud. "Beautiful," Langa says, his voice somewhat strained, and gives Reki's belly one last, long kiss before going back down on Reki again.
Reki can't help himself - his hips jerk forward and Langa moans through his nose, not unappreciative. "S-Sorry," Reki gasps, "it feels so good."
"Mmm," Langa sighs, and he grips onto Reki's hip with one hand and slides in a third finger with the other as he starts going faster, faster. Reki lets out one barely-stifled moan as he remembers the last time Langa had this many fingers inside of him... it was just before he tucked his thumb and pinky underneath and slid his entire hand in, and then he pulled out, replacing it with his cock - and it was so vivid, so intense, and even though his heat, Reki could feel every part of Langa in that moment, could feel the heat coursing through him as he came inside of Reki. Langa's kisses were searing hot, as hot as the mouth around his cock at this very moment, and -
Reki curls up as much as his bump allows and bites onto his hand as he comes, milking Langa's fingers as he comes down Langa's throat. Langa swallows it all with no issues; skating doesn't seem to be the only thing that Langa picks up with very few problems.
His head is still hazy from a post-orgasm daze when he hears Langa groan. "Reki. You're so hot..."
Reki stands up straight and takes a step back, and realizes, belatedly, that Langa is still fully clothed. "Let me help you with that," Reki offers, stretching his hand towards his boyfriend. Langa takes it, nodding mutely, and Reki pulls Langa up. They stare at each other for a moment, Langa's arousal palpable in the air, and Reki reaches for the hem of Langa's shirt. Langa snaps out of it just enough to move one hand to his zipper as Reki attempts to pull of Langa's shirt - it takes a little effort, but they manage to get him out of his clothes. Langa's cock is bright red and throbbing. "Let me make you feel good," Reki whispers, and wraps his hand around Langa's cock.
Langa pulls Reki into a kiss as Reki strokes him up and down, faster and faster. Langa's tongue tastes like Reki, and Reki dimly realizes that he tastes a little different now that he's carrying Langa's baby. That's fine. As long as he's able to do this with Langa, he doesn't care what comes next. Kissing Langa always feels good... touching Langa always feels good... skating with Langa always feels good. As long as it's with Langa, Reki thinks he'd be content with anything.
Langa's fingers dig into Reki's back as he comes, strings of white covering Reki's slightly tanned belly.
When they finally part from their kiss, Reki laughs to himself. "So much for that shower, huh~."
Langa blinks. "Oh. Oops." He doesn't seem very sorry, but Reki doesn't blame him.
"No worries. Nothing a little soap can't fix." With that, Reki turns the tap back on and pulls Langa into the shower with him. Again, as long as he's with Langa, everything will be okay.