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Kinky + Angst?

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"Not yet," Yahaba said as he scrolled through social media on his phone. He was just as anxious as his boyfriend, but he played it off by seeming bored. "We'll get the update before the end of the business day."

He reached over and patted Kyoutani's thigh. "Why don't you get something to drink? It'll help calm you down."

Kyoutani knows Yahaba must be anxious too but he's so infuriatingly unflappable so often. And he's unable to hide the least bit of anything ever. His leg stills briefly at the pat and he shakes his head.

"Don't want any," he mumbles, shifting and leaning over to nuzzle his head against the other's shoulder. "Why are you so fuckin' calm?"

Yahaba looks over at his partner, takes him by the hand, and pulls the shorter man into his lap. "Because working yourself into a state doesn't do any good," he said softly. "And I'm ninety-nine percent sure you're pregnant." He placed his hand on Kyoutani's stomach and rubbed it gently.

When he's pulled into Yahaba's lap and settles against him, listening and pressing his face into the curve of his neck and inhaling -- some of the tension eases even if not all of it. He swallows at the press of his hand, how softly he's rubbing and he's jealous that Yahaba can be so sure.

He covers Yahaba's hand with his own. "I don't know how you're so confident about it." he grumps, though it's a little more calm this time.

"Iwaizumi-senpai has studded before," Yahaba said. "Got the other omega pregnant on the first try, and he came twice in you, so that's double the chances."

He kissed his partner's shoulder, hugged him close. "We did all the timing right, your heat was in full swing, and you took all the vitamins doctors recommend for omegas wanting to conceive."

They had done that the other times they tried too, but betas had difficulty when it breeding omegas. It wasn't impossible, but about as unlikely as two omegas breeding together, or two alphas. Just how the weird secondary genders worked.

He took a breath, breathed in Kyountani's sent. "You want me to distract you?" he asked. "There's about forty-five minutes left before the end of the business day. How about we do something to kill that time."

“Mm…” perhaps better than tch but It’s all true. Yahaba does know that but the unease still persists as he at least physically relaxes more against the other. It’d been frustrating the whole process that had gotten them here finally. And he just wants it to work. His emotions were raw and sensitive.

He presses his face a bit firmer against his neck, inhaling and then licking at his throat.

“What you thinkin?

It is better than a tch. He gives his partner's ass a soft pat. "I was thinking about either going for a run or giving you a blow job and seeing where that goes. But since you're licking my neck I'm leaning towards the blow job."

He gives Kyoutani ass another pat, then a squeeze. "How's that sound?"

Both of them are good option. He actually might've gone for the run if he wasn't taking so much comfort in the physical contact that he's getting. So he's easily swayed the direction that would continue giving it to him. He nips lightly at his throat, a quiet noise at the squeeze on his ass.

"Mm..." he hums before nodding against his neck, though, the answer does mean he's going to have to get off Yahaba's lap imminently.

"Blow job it is," Yahaba said at the nip. He slides his hand into the back of Kyountani's pants. "Lay back for me," he murmured, pressing a kiss to his lover's shoulder as he slid his a finger along the cleft of Kyoutani's cheeks before he started to push down his pants and underwear.

Kyoutani stays put for a few seconds longer before he shifts to lay back on the couch as the other's touch is already sending heat through him. It's not like it was ever hard for Yahaba to arouse him but it happens even more easily lately. His mind is still on waiting for the phone to ring on the desperation to find out, to be sure Yahaba's right. He reaches out, brushing his fingers through Yahaba's soft hair, his brows furrowed.

Yahaba reached over and set the phone on the table next to the sofa, near Kyoutani's head so that if rings it's in easy reach. He then pushed up his partner's chest. "Your nipples look a bit bigger," he commented, kissing the skin right next to his right one, then took it into his mouth, nipping gently as he worked his boyfriend's pants and underwear down.

Kyoutani watches Yahaba intently. His gaze shifting to his own nipples briefly and did they? They definitely had been feeling extra sensitive recently but he hadn't given it all that much thought. He exhales a soft sound of pleasure as the other nipped at him, his hips lifting to make it easier to work down his clothes, his cock already getting very interested from Yahaba's attentions.

There's no way Kyoutani's not pregnant; he knows it in his gut. He sucked on his partner's nipple intently while he got Kyoutani's pants and underwear off and tossed them onto the coffee table. He wrapped one hand around Kyoutani's dick, stroking him as he moved to the other nipple.

Kyoutani knows on some level but the fear that he's not is irrational and loud. He groans, his head falling back as his eyes close when his dick is being touched by Yahaba. The pleasure of that enhancing the pleasure from the attention to his nipples. He rubs his hand on the other's arm and up to his shoulder, touching him as much as he can. It does help distract him.

Lightly biting Kyoutani's nipple, he sucked on it, making sure it was pert and reddened. "Your body's getting ready," he murmured, kissing his way down. Kyoutani's skin was softer than normal, warmer.

Then he came to his boyfriend's cock, he sucked it to the root.

“Fuck, Yahaba,” he groans, and his nipples were so sensitive and left even more so after all the attention that Yahaba had just paid to them. His dick is hard and eager for attention. Attention that his boyfriends more than willing to give. He reaches to pet his fingers into his soft hair.

“Fuck,” he curses softly, he’d been getting so easily aroused lately, wetter faster and more than typical and it’s just further signs, signs he’s too afraid to trust until there’s something concrete.

He knows. God, does he know. How many times had they thought they had done it, only to find out they hadn't. But he was sure now, because they had gotten an Alpha to breed Kyoutani. (Yahaba still felt a bit sick and jealous about it.)

But he was sure. Sure now, even as he bobbed up and down Kyoutani's cock, he could smell his partner's slick, stronger than he's ever smelled it.

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