Together Again

Shocked into speechlessness, Ash sat there with his hands covering his mouth for a moment as he thought about the implications of his lover’s proposal. He’d waited for so long just to be able to call him his, and he was willing to live the rest of his life as merely his boyfriend. Did he occasionally long for more? Of course he did, especially after having carried one set of his twins and waiting to deliver the other. Did he honestly think that was a wish he’d ever live long enough to see come true? Not in his wildest dreams, and if he were honest with himself, some of his dreams could be pretty wild.

Realizing that this was a once-in-a-lifetime kind of chance, he knew what his answer was. There was no way he could possibly tell him no, even if he weren’t currently pregnant again, after all the years they’d spent apart. They’d lost so much time with one another because they hadn’t been honest with one another; there was no way in Hell he was letting that happen again, if he could help it.

“Of course!” he cried, tears beginning to stream down his face as he nodded.

“Oh, my Godsmack, Outlaw,” Andy breathed, almost visibly deflating as he accepted his proposal. “I was hoping you’d say that.”

“I’m guessing this is why you’ve been so jumpy lately?” the older man chuckled, sniffling and wiping away his tears.

“Actually, it is,” his lover admitted sheepishly. “I was so nervous, thinking you might reject me, that it had me on edge all the time.” He leaned over and gently kissed him. “Actually, it’s why I snapped at you last week.”

“Don’t you even dare apologize again,” Ash warned him. “I already forgave you for that, and now that I know why, I definitely forgive you.”

“Well, here’s hoping it’ll fit for now,” the younger man chuckled, taking the ring out of its box.

“My fingers are kinda swollen, so if it doesn’t, I can always wear it on a necklace or something for a while,” he said, holding out his left hand.

“I had it sized based on an old ring of yours,” Andy admitted. “Your high school class ring, actually.”

“Holy shit,” he laughed. “I haven’t worn that thing in so long, this sucker’ll likely have to be resized anyway.”

“Really now?” his lover asked.

“I outgrew my class ring when I was twenty-two, Batman,” the older man laughed. “I think it was because I was playing bass and working out so much more than my fingers themselves just got more muscular than they were.”

“I’ve never heard of such a thing, but eh, at least I tried,” he chuckled.

“Don’t worry about it. Like I said, I’ll just wear it on a necklace for now,” Ash told him. “I don’t wanna have it resized till after these two get here since any current swelling will go down once they’re born.”

“I’m guessing that happened after you had the girls?” the younger man asked curiously.

“It did. My hands, feet, and ankles were swollen to at least three times their normal size while I was pregnant, but they all shrunk again once I had ’em,” he answered, smiling.

“Then we’ll wait till after our new additions arrive to do anything about your ring,” Andy agreed, gently caressing his belly again.

Since he was already easily aroused, Ash reached over and joined their lips in a sweet kiss, not only to celebrate their new engagement, but to tell him what he wanted. Just the slightly desperate way his lips moved against his lover’s was enough to silently say what he wanted—no, needed.

Using as gentle of movements as he could, the younger man pulled his sweetheart into his lap, earning a moan from both of them. Sex on the beach was one of his favorite pastimes, but it’d never really meant much to him before. Now that he was with someone he loved—and he meant truly loved—he knew it’d be even better than past escapades. The one thing that he was changing, though, was who was on top, given that he didn’t normally enjoy being ridden quite as much as other positions.

The older man whimpered softly as Andy laid back, his belly slightly in the way as he tried to lean over to avoid breaking their kiss. Realizing this position wasn’t going to work after all, he gently rolled them onto their sides, his sweetheart’s leg draped over his hips. Still, they had the issue of it making his hips hurt worse than they already did due to his pregnancy, and he knew he was going to have to try something even more different.

After telling him what he planned to try, the younger man got up and moved behind his boyfriend. Since he was pregnant and he didn’t want to make him move once he got comfortable, he figured it’d just be easier to move himself. Now laying on his right side behind him, he began to feather gentle kisses from the older man’s ear down to his slightly pink shoulder. Ash moaned, whimpered, and whined, pushing his hips back against him as much as he was able, as he teased him relentlessly. It wasn’t long, though, before their shorts and his shirt was shucked, leaving them completely bare to one another.

“Please, Andy…please, don’t tease me,” he begged, pushing back against him again.

“All right, my love,” Andy murmured. He spread his cheeks as best he could, then gently nudged him.

“Ohhhh,” the older man moaned as he pressed into him. His already arched back arched even further, putting his lower half at the perfect angle for his prostate to be hit.

“You okay, Outlaw?” his lover asked, his voice just barely above a growl.

“U-uh huh,” Ash answered, nodding jerkily.

“Lemme know if I hurt you,” the younger man told him.

Nodding again, he pushed himself back against him as he began to gently thrust, trying to get him as deep as he possibly could. Making love in this position wasn’t quite as easy as others, but it kept him from laying flat on his back for too long and didn’t make his hips hurt quite as bad.

Before long, they were both a panting, sweaty mess, and Andy was fighting his orgasm like a maddened mama bear. Judging by how tight his sweetheart had clamped down on him, he’d say he was pretty close, too, and he was fighting to get him off before he came himself. Since he was right-handed, he wasn’t sure if he should try stroking him to get him off faster, but decided it was worth a shot. It might not be as good as if he’d used his right hand, but it’d be better than nothing.

Gasping loudly the moment his lover’s left hand closed around him, Ash pushed back against him one last time before crying out softly and squirming. He felt his eyes roll back in his head as he began to throb in his hand, his muscles tightening around him even further, as he shot his load across the sand. His orgasm triggered the younger man’s, and within moments, he was pressing against him as hard as he could manage.

The spurts of his lover’s seed against his prostate prolonged his orgasm, and by the time it finally ended, he was panting harshly. His entire body was coated in a thin sheen of sweat from their exertions, despite the cool, salty air. He supposed it didn’t really matter, though, since the sweat would help cool him down. Not only that, but they could jump into a cool shower once they got back to the house, therefore cooling off even more alongside being able to wash themselves clean. The thought would’ve brought a smile to his face if one wasn’t already residing there at that moment.

“What say you and I head back to the house, Outlaw?” Andy asked a short time later after catching his breath. “I dunno about you, but I’m not finding this sand too comfortable.”

“Neither am I, now that you point it out,” he agreed, nodding.

“That, and I could use a shower now,” his lover laughed, gently pulling himself away.

“Ohhh,” the older man moaned softly, scrunching his eyes shut as he pulled out. He was always incredibly sensitive after an orgasm, and pregnancy heightened that effect.

“You okay?” the younger man asked, immediately concerned.

“Just really sensitive, Batman,” Ash answered, nodding. “I was already really sensitive after an orgasm, but everything feels even better while I’m pregnant.”

Nodding, Andy quickly pulled his own shorts back on before helping him into his, something he was greatly appreciative of. Once he had his shorts on, the older man scooted off the blanket to put his shirt on, telling his lover to fold it back up while he was finishing up. He agreed to that plan of action, that way he’d be able to help him up when he was ready.

After packing up the remains of their picnic, he bent over slightly and extended his hand to him. He reached up and grabbed it, squeezing tightly as they worked together to get him back on his feet. Ash grimaced slightly, rubbing his lower back as he shifted slightly from foot to foot, a telltale sign of how sore both were. The younger man made a mental note to give him a foot and back rub when they got back home, hoping to help cut down on his obvious pain.

Within a couple hours, they were back home and showered clean. Andy’d made use of the hot water in the shower to help with the back rub he gave his sweetheart, and now sat on the edge of their bed. The older man was stretched out, a pile of pillows propping him up so he could breathe, as he rubbed his swollen, throbbing feet. He smiled as he watched him relax, soon falling into a deep, peaceful sleep.

“Good night, Outlaw,” he whispered as he crawled into bed beside him. “I love you so much, and you’ve made me happier than ever tonight.

Ash sighed and smiled in his sleep as he snuggled close, one hand resting on his belly in a timeless protective gesture.

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