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Standing in front of a mirror while being heavily pregnant might not have been your best idea. Despite the growing life inside of you, you couldn’t stop noticing the stretch marks and the weight you had gained. You caressed your stomach deep in thought, not paying attention to your surroundings. From the door, König peeked into your shared bedroom and observed you.
You were the most radiant he had seen you look like as of yet. Pregnancy truly did suit you. If it were up to Simon he’d keep you barefooted and pregnant, but you definitely did not want to spend your life like that.
From the entrance of the apartment Simon arrived home from his errands and noticed König standing by the door in the hallway. He walked up to him and was about to ask what was wrong, when he looked through the door. Despite the slight hurt on your face, you were absolutely beautiful. He looked at König and nodded.
Together they went inside to stand behind you. You hadn’t noticed them, too far away in your own thoughts, until you felt hands cradling your own. You snapped out of it and looked up at the reflection of your fiancés. You still couldn’t believe the way they proposed; balls deep inside you, which led to this very predicament. But you didn’t regret any of it - truth to be told you were excited to meet the little ones.
“Everything a’right, love?” Simon softly asked. You nodded, “yeah, my thoughts are just stuck somewhere dumb, nothing to fuss about.” You looked away from their reflections to look back at yourself again and sighed.
Simon moved his hands, one gripping your hip, the other taking hold of your jaw, making you look back up at their reflections. “Tell us,” König softly said.
“I- ah-” König caressed the back of your hand in encouragement. “I- I just have a hard time adjusting to how my body is changing with the pregnancy, is all. It doesn’t help that my body has to fit twins.”
König kissed your cheek, “Braves Mädchen.” Simon kissed the top of your head, humming in agreement with König.
“I think we need to show ‘er how beautiful she is, König.”
They stepped away from you and you turned around, facing them. König stepped forwards and cradled your head in his hands, adoration shining in his eyes, “you’re as beautiful as the Sternlicht auf die Nachthimmel.” He kissed you softly.
Simon nudged König to the side, taking the space he left. He wrapped his arms around you and kissed you. He bit down on your lip, pulling it into his mouth and sucking on it. He pulled back, heated eyes gazing down at you. “Undress and get on the bed, love.”
You went around him, taking off your shirt and bra on the short walk. You sat down on the bed, slowly taking off your pants. You stood up and shook them the rest of the way off, your panties taking the same route. You sat back down. The mirror was, at the moment, inconveniently placed facing the bed so you stared at yourself, taking in every naked curve. the slight sagging of your breasts, the stretch marks across your protruding stomach.
Two figures moved into your vision, blocking your visual to the mirror. “Eyes up, baby.” Simon demanded. Your eyes drifted up his body, stopping briefly at the bulge of his erection showing through his jeans. Clenching your thighs, your eyes continue up. He crosses his arms against his chest, and when you finally reach his eyes he has a smug look on his face. “Enjoying whatcha see, love?” you nod in response.
Simon steps forward, “lay down and relax, baby.” König moved to the dresser and opened up the drawer that housed your toys. Anticipation coursed through your veins. Simon snapped his fingers, bringing your attention back to him. “Oi, love, focus on me. What did I tell you to do?”
“To lay down.”
“Mhm, then why have you not done it?”
You stayed silent, “I thought so,” he replied. “Now lay back.” You did as he asked, and made yourself comfortable.
König closed the drawer and made his way to the bed. He crawled up to where your head lay, collected your hands and placed them above your head. He bound them together and sat back, satisfied with his work. Getting off the bed, he stood next to Simon. They looked down at you, drinking you in.
“I think you two are a bit overdressed”, you purred. Simon lifted an eyebrow, hands teasing at the bottom of his shirt. König pulled his own shirt off in one move, chest now on display.
Simon took his time, “please,” you whispered, “I want to see you both naked.”
At that Simon pulled off his shirt, König unbuckled his own belt and took off his pants, stepping out of them. Simon was a bit more slow. He unbuckled his belt and then slowly unzipped his pants. He pulled them down his legs and stepped out.
You clenched your legs at the sight of them, you could never get your fill. They took off their boxers and finally you were all naked. You squirmed, unable to lay still. Their cocks were hard against their abdomen, standing proudly.
König fisted his cock, stroking up and down, teasing the head. Simon began stroking himself lazily. König increased the speed, squeezing along his shaft. He walked to the bed, moving in between your legs. You spread them to make space. He softly moaned at the sight, just from watching them you were damp. With his free hand he began caressing your pussy. Thumb circling your clit and the others softly caressing your folds.
He increased the speed of his own hand, focusing more on the red tip of his cock. “Shiße,“ he moaned. He went down his coco to the underside and caressed his balls, then back up to squeeze the head. A bead of precum slowly moved out of his slit. “Fuck,” he increased the speed of his finger on your clit, wanting you both to come together. “Come with me Liebling.” He pushed a finger inside you, finding your g-spot. He stroked and cooed encouraging words, and with one final push of his finger, you came around it. He positioned his cock at the top of your pussy and moved it down through your folds, working himself to orgasm. He came on your cunt, watching as the cum dripped down your folds. He spread them apart to make it flood against your hole. “Good thing you’re pregnant already, Liebling. Otherwise I’d have stuffed it in with my finger.” Simon scuffed from behind him and stepped into your vision. König retreated letting Simon have his way with you.
Simon walked to the bed, crawling behind you. He untied your hands and sat you up, cradled in his embrace.
“Look at yourself in the mirror.”
You looked at yourself, a red blush colouring your cheeks. Your eyes lit up in post-orgasm bliss. Simon took your hands in his and slowly caressed your body, “listen closely, baby.”
“I love your breasts. They respond so nicely to our touches.” Hands intertwined, he began fondling them. “Look at your nipples, they're begging to be suckled.” König took the hint. He moved back to the bed, sitting to your right. He kissed your nipple before engulfing it in his mouth. He moved his tongue around, slowly caressing.
Simon moved your hands to your other breast. Softly caressing then pinching your nipple between your fingers. You let out a moan. “So responsive,” he cooed.
He moved your hands down your body to rest at your pussy, “look at this pussy - so pink and swollen with need. What made this possible.” König placed kisses across your stomach while Simon explored your body, “fuckin’ beautiful. Breeding you was the best thing we’ve ever done.“
He kissed the back of your head and pushed your fingers inside yourself, your mouth forming a slight O in response, “look at your face, so nice and responsive to what we do to you.” König kissed down your stomach, whispering sweet nothings against your skin, until he reached your and Simon's hand. He pulled your fingers out, sucking them clean and then pushing them back in. His mouth joined your fingers at your hole, tongue lapping up the juices that trickled out of you.
Simon moved your fingers slowly in and out, making you savour each sensation. He released your other hand, moving up to grab your jaw keeping your gaze focused on the mirror. He kissed the shell of your ear, “such a beautiful girl. Look at you, radiating from head to toe in pleasure.” He grabbed your earlobe between his teeth, slightly tugging, keeping eye contact with you through the mirror. König pushed one of his fingers inside you, sharing space with your own fingers. You arched your back. Simon released your earlobe, a smirk on his lips, “feel how nice and snug it is inside you. Begging to be filled again.”
He removed your fingers and König pulled his out as well, you whimpered at the loss. “Do you want to be filled again, Love?” Simon cooed. You nodded.
“On your knees, facing the mirror.” You obliged and he moved behind you, stroking his cock through your folds, making himself wet. He entered you in one push and you both moaned. “So fu’ing good. Keeping my cock nice and snug, no wonder you ended up with twins.” He thrusted inside you, wrapping a hand around your hair to pull your head back, making you look up at him. Simon's facial expression was one of utter pleasure; brows furrowed together, mouth slightly ajar, a slight sheen of sweat across his forehead. He kissed you in a rough kiss, teeth clicking together, tongues dancing for dominance. He released your mouth, a string of saliva separating you.
König moved in front of you, stroked your chin and held his cock in front of your mouth, asking for entrance. Opening your mouth, you engulfed him, hollowing your cheeks. He moaned at the feel of you around him. König stoked himself as you sucked him, swirling your tongue around the head. You looked up making eye contact with him. His mouth was slightly open, breathing heavily as he thrusted.
Both men increased their pace, a silent battle between them for who could go the deepest. You ended up gagging around König's cock. “Shiße, such a good girl. Taking us so well.” König thrusted a few times then stilled a moan leaving his lips, as he spilled his seed inside your mouth. He pulled out then kissed your forehead, “danke schön mein Liebling” he purred and sat back, watching you and Simon.
Simon grabbed your asscheeks, his fingers digging into the flesh of them and pulled you roughly against him. He pulled you down with him so he sat on the bed with you impaled on his cock. He bounced you up and down. He worked you up to your climax, wanting the two of you to come together. You clenched around him, the peak getting closer and closer. He kissed down your neck, leaving black marks in his wake. A hand went to your clit, roughly stroking it. Fingers clenching around Simon’s thighs. “Si- Simon I’m gonna-”, you mewled.
He smiled against your skin and increased the pressure and pace of his finger on your clit, “yeah? You gonna’ come f’me?” He thrusted into you with as much force as he could in his current position. With one final thrust you reached the peak, clenching around him you came. Moaning his name. A few thrusts after Simon pulled out and came on your thighs. “Once you’ve given birth I’m gonna breed you again, keep you barefoot and pregnant,” he purred in your ear.
König chuckled and got off the bed to fetch a wet cloth from the bathroom. Simon kissed your head, sighing contentedly.
König came back and began to wipe you clean, “so beautiful. No more negative thoughts of how you look.” Simon tugged you closer to his body, laying the two of you down. You sighed contentedly in your post-orgasm bliss. Going into the bathroom to discard the cloth, König returned, crawling on the bed and kissed your stomach, “I love you two,” then kissed you, “and I love you.”