Work Text:
A deep groan sounded from the bedroom when Johnny stepped into the flat he and Simon shared. He furrowed his brow as he let his bag drop by the door and kicked off his shoes before making his way deeper into their home and following the sound to their bedroom. "Simon?" He asked, worry pinching his face as he knocked on the door frame, "You okay in there love?" He waited for a response, but all he got was another deep groan tinged with pain.
Johnny pushed the door open and stepped inside, looking around and finding the bed empty as well as the bathroom door wide open with no sign of the larger man. His worry grew as he tried to find his lover, listening for any noise and turning to follow the sound when he heard another, softer groan from their closet and pushed the door open to find Simon curled up in the nest he had made in their walk-in closet when they first moved in.
"Si?" Johnny asked, stepping into the small room, crouching down, and crawling into the mass of blankets and pillows to stroke a hand over Simon's sweaty back. "C'mon love, talk to me."
Simon didn't reply right away, curling up tighter as the small curl of his tail seemed to wilt, his ears pressed down tight to his sweat-slick curls. "Hurts," he managed to bite out, his arms wrapping tightly around his swollen stomach. "Never hurt before."
Johnny softened as his hand stroked around to Simon's front feeling the taut skin of his abdomen, "You also never took an expiramental drug to stop it before," Johnny whispered, gently guiding Simon to turn over to face him so he could get a proper look at him, "Looks like it was a bust and you're still one of the fabled Easter bunnies," he said, his voice light as he tried to lighten the situation with some humor.
"This is fucking bullshit," Simon groaned, curling up tighter as the mass in his stomach sent a shock of pain up his spine, "I don't lay eggs for six months, and they all decide to form at once? What kind of bullshit logic is that? Women who stop birth control don't end up expelling all their eggs at once."
Johnny had to fight not to laugh at that comment. He could practically hear his sisters screaming about how that was not how birth control worked, but that wasn't his conversation to have to relay. He cleared his throat, rubbing Simon's hip as he writhed in pain, "You've never had an issue with passing them before. What's wrong this time?"
"Not to sound like a hen, but I think I'm bound," Simon grumbled, twisting to lie on his back when the latest cramp subsided and spread his legs wide, baring his flushed and damp cunt to Johnny, "I can't get the right angle to get the damn thing out. They're bigger than usual too, so it's just in general a fucking nightmare."
Johnny leaned back and took a look between Simon's legs, letting his hand trail down and pressing his fingers along his lips. Simon's hole was already gaping his fingers slipping in easily as he felt along his insides and felt the hard shell of an egg just a few inches inside, "I can feel it," he said, adjusting himself to get a better angle for his hand and slipped a few more fingers inside to see if he could squeeze them in beside the egg to try and help pull it free.
The deep groan that came from Simon was a mix of discomfort and pleasure as the egg moved just slightly before slipping back inside deeper. "Yeah, I can see how that's been a nightmare," Johnny hummed, pulling his fingers free and wiping them clean on one of the blankets, "Let me go get the lube and a towel, we'll get those out."
"Hurry before I lose my fucking mind," Simon said, watching as Johnny got to his feet to retreat into their bedroom and grab what they needed. He poked through the bottles in the nightstand, looking for one without additional sensations, then gave up and grabbed their warming lube. They'd have to restock on plain another day when Simon wasn't suffering through a bad lay.
Climbing back into the nest Johnny laid the towel out and pushed it up under Simon's hips after he lifted his waist for him and popped the cap on the lube, "All I could find was the warming but maybe it'll help with getting these eggs out," he said, pouring some on his fingers and taking his time to rub it between his fingers until it was warm and sliding his fingers back in coating Simon's walls with the lube and watching as his legs fell wider apart as the warmth of the lube seemed to relax his insides.
"Okay I think if we can get this first one out the rest will follow," Johnny said, putting a hand on Simon's swollen stomach, "Deep breath okay," he added watching as Simon took a deep breath, his chest rising as he filled his lungs and pressed four fingers in deeper squeezing them past the bulk of the egg until he had it cupped in his palm. "Good, now just exhale and push," he said, pressing down on Simon's stomach as he felt Simon bearing down and pushing the egg out. A deep moan filled the air as Johnny pulled the egg out and watched as it stretched Simon's cunt open wide before finally popping free and landing on the towel.
A sob of relief broke from Simon's mouth as the first egg was released, but it didn't last long as another quickly came to rest at his cunts opening. "Oh fuck that's so much better," he gasped, tears clinging to his pale lashes. He sucked in a quick breath before pushing again, the next egg popping out with ease and landing next to the first, their thick shells knocking together as more eggs travelled down pressing firmly against his g-spot and sending a shock of pleasure up his spine.
He normally loved when it was time to pass his eggs; they normally came out so easily, like right now pressing against his insides in the most blissful way. That first egg had been a nightmare, never traveling far enough to give him that spark of pleasure that made this worth it. Now that it was gone, he had no problem getting the rest out now that he got to actually enjoy it.
"Doing beautiful Si," Johnny smiled, pressing down on his stomach, helping to get the rest of the eggs out. Moans filled the air as Simon spread his legs wide, slick pouring out with the eggs and creating a mess on the towel beneath him. His clit standing tall and throbbing with each egg that pressed against his G-spot.
Johnny, for his part, kept his hand close to Simon's cunt, prepared to press his fingers back in if another egg blocked. Luckily, that didn't happen. Soon, all the eggs were out, and they had a sizable pile between Simon's legs. His face was flushed from pleasure, sweat beaded along his brow, and Johnny could see how his cunt fluttered and gaped from all the eggs. "Look like a dream love," Johnny smiled, wiping off his thighs and wrapping the eggs up in the towel to dispose of later.
Simon purred deep in his chest as Johnny stroked his now flat stomach and along his hip helping him to turn back over onto his stomach and stretch out comfortably, "I think I'll just still to passing them instead of trying to stop them," Simon mumbled, closing his eyes as Johnny massaged his back helping to alieviate some of the soreness from the cramped he'd been plagued with for hours before Johnny came home, "Anything to not get another stuck egg."
Johnny chuckled, nodding as he stroked up his back and slowly dragged his hands back down, letting them rest on his hips, "You're sure they're all out?" He asked, gently squeezing him.
"Positive," Simon hummed, tilting his head to look back over his shoulder at Johnny, "So nothing stopping you from sticking it in," he grinned, arching his back and pressed himself up on his knees letting his legs slide far apart so his cunt was on full display to Johnny, "Nothing inside to keep you from going too deep."
"Like you're eggs have ever stopped me before," Johnny grinned, waiting no time in shoving his jeans down to his thighs, his cock was already hard the tip slick with pre and throbbing to get inside the warmth of his favorite bunny, "I distinctly remember you begging me to fuck you last time you were getting ready to lay just so you could feel extra full," he hummed, pressing his cock to Simon's lips and taking his time, slowly pressing in deep and feeling how his insides clung to him.
Simon moaned deep, letting his head fall to the soft blankets beneath his head as slick drooled from his cunt, creating a mess between his thighs as Johnny slowly rolled his hips forward, letting his head gently kiss the still soft opening of his cervix before pulling back until just the tip rested inside his still slightly gaped hole. "I know what I like," he whispered, closing his eyes as he reached back to grab at Johnny's hip, "and right now I'd love for you to stop teasing and proper-"
Johnny snapped his hips forward, grinning at the way Simon choked on his words as he leaned over his back, letting his hands trail along his sweat-slick skin up to the nape of his neck, and pinned him down into their plush nest. The sound of Simon's soaked cunt filled the air, the wet slapping of his balls connecting with his swollen clit like a perfect accompaniment to Simon's staccato of moans. Each rough connection of their hips was met with another cut moan as Simon's eyes began to blur with tears.
His lips curled at the edges, a pleasure drunk smile on his face as his hands fell to the blankets, gripping them tightly, and his thighs spreading wider to give Johnny as much access to his cunt as he could have. The heavy weight of his hands on his neck, keeping him pinned, had his tail twitching in delight as his inside lit up with pleasure.
"Got my hands full love. Why don't you do my favorite part for me?" Johnny huffed, his lips pulled back in a feral grin as he watched one of Simon's hands tremble to release the blankets before reaching down and grabbing his swollen clit between his knuckles and stroking himself. Flicking the engorged bud between his fingers and pinching himself, sending shocks of pleasure up his spine as Johnny focused solely on filling him.
His voice steadily rose with each flick of his fingers and every heavy slap of Johnny's hips meeting his own. He could feel Johnny's cock throbbing inside, and he knew he was going to finish soon. Simon stopped toying with his clit; instead, he pulled his hood back, exposed his clit entirely, and let each heavy smack of Johnny's balls against him do the rest. His eyes rolled back as his mouth dropped open in pleasure as he finally came, slick rushing out of him in a powerful stream, soaking the blankets beneath them.
"There we are," Johnny groaned, burying himself deep as he leaned forward, covering Simon's back as he came as well. Thick, heavy ropes of cum filled him deep, his cock head pressed firmly against his cervix, ensuring it all went exactly where it needed to go. He released the hold he had on Simon's neck and reached down, grabbing his spread thighs to help turn him over onto his side, keeping himself buried deep as they settled into their ruined nest.
"Do you want me to clean up the nest later?" Johnny asked, gently stroking Simon's stomach, feeling the soft swell of his cum filling his womb, "Or do you want to keep it smelling like sex for your heat?"
Simon hummed softly, going limp for Johnny and craning his neck to press his nose into Johnny's neck, "Keep it messy," he mumbled, squeezing his cunt tight around his cock and moaning happily as he felt another throb and more warmth fill his core, "Like when it smells like us."
"Alright then, we'll hold off until after," Johnny nodded, gently kissing his cheek and holding him close as he reached down to toy with his swollen clit again, knowing that Simon had no plans of letting him go any time soon. "Get some rest, we'll pick up after a good nap."
Simon pouted but nodded, relaxing back into the softness of the pillows beneath him and closed his eyes, letting the warmth inside him and the pleasure of Johnny's touch on his clit lull him into a deep sleep with dreams filled with his stomach round with Johnny's children and his skin covered in evidence of their effort.