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Everyone in Lexi’s life knew she had wanted to be a mother from a very young age.
It wasn’t all that big of a secret. When she was a kid, she had a collection of various baby dolls and baby clothes, so many that it took over half of her room.
Suze was always amused by Lexi’s passion for motherhood, but for the life of her, she couldn’t understand why she was so interested in it. Lexi knew her mother loved being one but she would’ve loved it just a little bit more if she was raising her two children with a partner.
Having her partner skip out on her wasn’t a concern for Lexi. Not when she had Fezco. She didn’t know what the future held, but she truly felt like her life was meant to be spent with Fezco.
Which is why as soon as she turned twenty four, she immediately wanted to start trying for a baby. Back in high school, Lexi had told Fezco her original plan of having children when she was thirty, but sure enough, it seemed they were both too impatient.
The urge had started thanks to a random trip to target when Lexi just ‘happened’ to wander into the baby section. It was a desire so strong, one she couldn’t escape as she flipped through the miniature clothing, her expression shifting into something of joy with each second that passed.
Fezco found her a few moments later with a cart full of groceries which he’d retrieved himself due to her absence. He tried not to panic, only nodding encouragingly every time she held up an outfit, babbling about how cute it was.
It took him over twenty minutes to rip her away from the items, but he managed by bribing her with a trip to Barnes & Noble.
From that point on, they spent every waking moment trying to get pregnant. She went into their room one night with a determined look in her eyes as she dug through their bedside table, completely ignoring Fezco’s presence on the bed. As she tossed box after box of condoms onto the floor, he couldn’t help the snort he let out at how many they actually had. After she threw them all away, disappointing Fezco only a little with how much money they’d just wasted, she pounced on him, whispering in his ear how good him fucking her raw would feel.
It had all been downhill from there.
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When Lexi found out she was pregnant weeks later, she couldn’t have been more ecstatic. She ran as fast as she could down the street to Fezco’s store, not bothering with the car. The excitement was heavy in her stomach as she slipped through the open entrance of the store, immediately jumping into his arms once she saw him.
She hadn’t even noticed Ashtray’s appearance until he mumbled something about them being ‘fucking nasty’, clearly still mature even in his 19 years of age.
Ignoring his remark, Lexi noted the confused look in his eye and placed his palm against her belly, kissing his lips once before whispering the news against his mouth.
Fezco went still, his lips parting as he blinked slowly, his hand sliding around her waist so he could lift her off the ground.
They shared laugh after laugh that night, their voices high pitched as they talked about what the future held - a common conversation.
—-
Ash was a godsend during Lexi’s entire pregnancy. It shocked the couple immensely, but they accepted his help and were grateful when he took a lot of fezco’s shifts at the store.
The first couple months were fine, her pain was minimal and she was thrilled to be a mother.
But as time went on, the pregnancy began to put a damper on their relationship. She got more irritable, more self conscious.
Though, there was one thing in particular that was driving her absolutely insane.
Fezco wouldn’t touch her.
They had never had problems before when it came to sex, not with how much passion they had for eachother, but it seemed the bigger she got, the less he wanted to be intimate. He walked on eggshells around her, treating her as though she were made of glass and turned down every attempt she made to sleep with him.
Lexi had a need burning deep in her lower belly, one that he refused to fill, so one day, she decided to take care of the problem herself.
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With a frustrated groan, Lexi trailed her hand down over her expanding baby bump, until her fingers rested against her naked, throbbing clit.
She took the opportunity while Fezco was at work to try and relieve some of the building tension, but it was hard to ignore the constant twinge pulling at her muscles every time the baby kicked or shifted inside her.
Tossing her head back into the pillows, she pressed harder circles against her cunt, ignoring the way her bra strap slid down her sweat-soaked shoulder. No matter how hard she tried to fight it, her thoughts always shifted to Fezco in moments like these - the image of his strong arms holding himself up above her as he thrust his hips hard against hers, his lips mouthing her ear as he whispered words that made her shiver and moan.
Tears burned her eyes at the fact that he wasn’t attracted to her anymore, and her hand stilled between her legs, her thighs squeezing tightly together.
So tangled in her nagging need, she didn’t even hear Fezco walking closer to the bedroom until he was standing in the doorway, his eyes hooded as they roamed her curiously.
Lexi jolted, instinctively drawing the comforter up over her nude body. Her tears had stopped but the streaks on her cheeks were a clear sign that she’d been crying.
“What-” He started, stepping further into the room as he shut the door behind him. “What’s wrong?” His gaze settled on the hand snapped between her thighs, the shape visible even through the covers. “You want me to help you?” His voice was small, approachable.
Lexi shook her head, her hair falling over her face as she clutched the fabric tightly to her chest, her entire body red from embarrassment and exertion. “Now you wanna touch me?” She whispered into the still air, her eyes glistening when she looked up at him.
“What?” He was cautious as he sat next to her on the bed, his hand reaching out to stroke her covered thigh gently.
“It’s been months since we.. and I don’t blame you, I know why you won’t.” Her throat felt dry as she stared down at her own body, at her enlarged breasts and stomach, the stretch marks adorning them. She held back the tears as she thought of what an absolute eyesore she was - so bad her own boyfriend, the father of her baby, wouldn’t lay a finger on her.
“Why I won’t what?” Fezco frowned when she scooted away from him, sorrow beginning to leak from her eyes once more.
“You won’t have sex with me.” It was stupid to cry over such a little thing, but it went deeper than sex. She’d been feeling unnattactive throughout her entire pregnancy and he’d done nothing to reassure her. She knew he loved her, he told her that much with his words, but she wanted nothing more than for him to show her.
“Baby,” His thumb wiped the moisture off her cheek, his palm stopping to cradle her face for a quick moment before he dropped it to rest against the blanket again, “I didn’t think you wanted to.”
“Why would you think that?” She almost laughed at the thought, her expression unreadable.
Fezco shrugged, shame falling over his face. “I know how much pain you’ve been in, I ain’t wanna make it any worse by forcin myself on you.”
“Forcing yourself on me?” Her lips parted, shocked by what she was hearing.
He nodded.
“You wouldn’t be forcing yourself on me, I wanted it- I just, I didn’t think you liked my body anymore.” She managed to stutter out what she wanted to say, her face heating with embarrassment.
Fez was quiet for a while, only confirming her doubts as she practically sunk into herself, hiding even more from his judging gaze. Before she could crumble completely, he lunged for her lips, capturing them in a rough kiss, his tongue seeking hers.
She grunted in surprise as she grasped the back of his neck, her manicured nails digging into the flesh.
Separating from her, he kissed her jaw sloppily as he lifted himself above her. “M’sorry I made you think that. You always gonna be the most beautiful person to me, baby, for real.”
Lexi tugged her lip between her teeth when he nipped at her neck, the sheets slowly slipping down. “Don’t know how to use them big words like you do but you the smartest, prettiest, funniest girl I’ve ever met, no one compares to you.”
The sob that broke from her throat was one of joy as the overwhelming feeling took over her.
“You want me to help you wit what you was tryna do?” Fezco questioned, his voice husky as he gave her one last open mouthed kiss.
Taking a shuddering breath, she nodded, blinking lazily as she placed her hands on his shoulders.
“Yeah?” He teased, plucking the blanket and slowly tugging it down, revealing her delicate and gorgeous form to him. “Show my girl some love?”
She whimpered quietly, her trembling knees slowly parting in an invitation. Fezco trailed his touch down her chest, brushing her covered nipple before skimming her belly, nuzzling his face into neck as he whispered endearments.
He groaned when he felt her wetness, she was so slick it was hard to properly caress her. “Shit, I been neglecting you, huh?”
Her leg jerked against the mattress when he slipped two fingers inside her heat, thrusting slow and deep. Lexi moaned when he dragged the cup of her bra down with his teeth, his tongue darting out to swirl around one stiff peek.
Her breasts had grown quite a bit and as much as Fezco pretended not to notice, she knew that he did. She found him staring at her chest more often than not, excusing himself to the bathroom and scurrying off in one swift movement.
Lexi could see now how desperate they had been for one another, especially when he dug his erection into her thigh, his breath hot on neck as he ground against her.
Sitting up on his knees, he pulled his shirt off before stripping from his jeans and boxers. Lexi kicked down the duvet and raised up on her hands and knees, dropping down to her elbows as she offered herself to him. “Wanna feel you,” she mumbled into the sheets, sighing in contentment when he ran his hands soothingly over her back, relaxing her tense muscles.
Fezco swept her tumbling curls to her right shoulder so he could place a kiss on the other one, their groans matching as he ran his cock along her wet folds.
Fezco took himself in hand and lined himself up with her before entering her with one long, smooth thrust. They both moaned at the feeling, sweat beading along his forehead as he fought back the urge to cum instantly - the side affects of not being inside her for months.
He started off slowly, mindful of her bump before he gathered her hair gently, pulling it slightly so it was out of her face as he rocked into her. Lexi began to move her hips, her cries growing louder as she let herself fall into the mattress, her cheek smashing against the pillow.
“Missed you..” She breathed, her words dissolving into moans every time he thrust into her. Fezco shuddered at her voice, his hands caressing every inch of her body he could reach - truly worshipping her. He wanted to pour every ounce of love into her, show her just how much she meant to him.
He didn’t realize her hand moved until he could feel her dainty fingers brushing against where they were joined, dragging some of her wetness so it covered her clit. She rubbed circles over herself, mewling quietly when he started thrusting harder, his hips slapping against her.
The build felt incredible as he rocked her body into the mattress, her hand leaving her cunt so she could grip the sheets with both hands, causing the fabric to snap away from one of the corners.
Her release came quickly, having been so desperate for months, so needy after not cumming even once. She tightened around him and his hips staggered, his hold on her waist tightening as he stared down at her nude back, his eyes tracing the random freckles and moles.
“That felt good,” Lexi exhaled, her thighs shaking somewhat as she pushed back into his gentle strokes, letting herself recover from her orgasm.
He draped himself over her back like a blanket, his lips finding her cheek as he placed hot kisses against her. “You feel better, pretty girl?”
She did, in fact. Sex had always been a sort of stress reliever for her, so the absence mixed with her pregnancy had made for almost unbearable mood swings and her stress levels had been through the roof. Lexi knew now that he wasn’t ignoring her on purpose, and he was most likely aching as much as she was.
Her flush deepened and she nodded as best as she could, her eyes fluttering as she encouraged his thrusts to start up again, seemingly still greedy for more.
His eyes grew even darker with lust as he sped up his rhythm only slightly, a dull spark lighting in his lower belly. He could feel Lexi’s thighs tremble beneath him, and he could see her panting heavily, her mouth open wide while drool shone on her chin.
He massaged her clit up and down for a moment, before speeding up his motions, making her break yet again with a loud whimper of pleasure. He thrust into her with shorter strokes, his thrusts becoming sloppy as he muttered obscenities. With a final push, he came inside her, his cum painting her inner walls, causing her to moan weakly.
Fezco pulled himself out of her when she mumbled something about her back starting to hurt, her brows fused tightly together in discomfort when she flipped back around.
They let their breathing settle, both of their hands intertwining against her stomach as she took deep breaths, her body language lazy, showcasing that she was clearly exhausted.
He laid against her shoulder, idly kissing her collarbone as they let themselves fall into each other's touch.
“Fez?” She sounded meek, shy even after all they’d done.
“Wassup?” When he looked at her, she was dazed, staring at the ceiling and he could see the desire was still clear in her eyes.
“I kinda want another one,” Lexi admitted bashfully.
She didn’t have to say another word, he was already slithering down her body and pulling her thighs apart, not caring that his cum still lingered there. His tongue dragged hotly through her folds, licking around her pink clit as she used one hand to stroke her belly, and the other to stroke his scalp.
As his fingers laced with hers, caressing the barrier between them and their unborn child, he wondered dazedly how it was possible to hold so much love for someone, to be so utterly consumed by another’s presence.
When he dived deeper into her essence, his plan to propose was already pushed to the front of his mind.