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*Just another normal day for Boodoo, and all was going well.. then he heard the phone ring, so he picked it up.*
Boodoo: *answers his phone with a calm and friendly tone* Hey, what's up?
*A seemingly innocent question, but the wet smacking sounds and breathy whimpers on the other end of the line immediately told him exactly what Meebkin was up to.*
Boodoo: Wha- Meebkin? Is that you? What's with all the...noise? *he chuckled softly, already feeling warmth creep up his neck* You're not, uh, busy right now, are you?
Meebkin: *panting wetly into the receiver, fingers audibly slick between his thighs* Busy? Mmm, only if you count—ah!—only if counting how bad I need your cock counts as busy~ *voice dripping with desperation* Please, Boodoo...my sheets are soaked just thinking about you filling me up...
Boodoo: *throat going dry at the obscene sounds, fingers tightening around his phone* Holy crap, Meeb—*clears throat when his voice cracks*—you know I can hear how worked up you are, right? *rubs his temple with a fond, flustered sigh*
Meebkin: *whimpers high and needy, the wet squelch of his fingers thrusting faster echoing down the line* Don’t—nngh—don’t pretend you don’t love it~ *breath hitching* Been imagining you pinning me down…stretching me open til I scream— *moans* I wanna feel your cum dripping outta me for days…~
*The phone call suddenly ended there, with a loud beep.*
Boodoo: *stares at the phone in shock, then sprints to his car with keys jingling—because goddamnit, when Meebkin hangs up mid-fuckfest invitation, something’s wrong. Tires screech as he peels onto the road, mind racing with images of Meebkin writhing alone, that perfect ass untouched—no, unacceptable. His knuckles whiten on the wheel.* Should’ve known better than to let that slutty cunt wait. *growls under his breath, already half-hard at the thought of what’s coming.*
*Eventually, Boodoo drove up to the Workshop family's house. He said hello to BeMeebEth and Vhenshun as he rushed upstairs past them - they hardly noticed because they were casually watching TV. Meanwhile, Meebkin was laying on his bed, legs spread and fingers buried deep inside himself, moaning softly as he waited.*
Meebkin: *arched off the sheets with a whimper when he heard footsteps pounding up the stairs, slick fingers curling inside himself just right—* Boodoo~ *he gasped as his boyfriend entered the bedroom, pupils blown wide with want,* Took you long enough—nngh—I was about to start without you... *His hips jerked pathetically, cock dripping onto his stomach as he spread his legs wider, showing off how stretched and wet he already was to Boodoo* Look what you do to me...
Boodoo: *closes the door after him while seeing how needy Meebkin is, his cock appearing as he takes in the sight* Damn, Meeb—you really were desperate, huh? *His voice is rough as he walks forward, fingers trailing up Meebkin's thigh* Could hear you from the damn driveway. *A smirk tugs at his lips as he leans down,* Gonna make you scream louder than that, slut. *His other hand grips Meebkin's hip, thumb pressing into the delicate skin there.*
Meebkin: *whines and arches into Boodoo's touch, fingers scrambling at the sheets* Breed me—fuck, please, I've been so empty— *His voice cracks as he spreads his legs impossibly wider,* Need you to knock me up, Boodoo, wanna be dripping with you for days— *A broken moan escapes him as his own fingers finally slip out of his hole, making a wet sound against his skin.* Look how ready I am—just—just claim me already~ I want a b-ba...
Boodoo: *confused, he looks down at him* Want a what? *His grip tightens as he realizes Meebkin's not just talking dirty—the desperate glint in his eyes is terrifyingly sincere. His cock twitches against Meebkin's thigh despite himself.* Meebkin, you're not—you can't actually think... *But the way Meebkin's trembling beneath him, hips canting up like a fucking offering—Christ.*
Meebkin: *whimpers as he clutches at Boodoo's shoulders, nails digging in* A baby—fuck, please—wanna feel you put one in me, wanna be round with it— *His voice cracks as he grinds down against Boodoo's thigh, slick smearing everywhere.* Been dreaming about your cum taking—ahh!—taking root inside me... *The admission hangs between them, raw and shuddering.*
*Boodoo was surprised that Meebkin was asking him over to... make him pregnant?! He didn't know how to react—was it even possible?*
Meebkin: *whimpering and grinding against Boodoo's thigh, his breath hitched as slick leaked from his stretched hole.* Please—nngh—don't tease me.. *his eyes are glazed with desperation.* Oh, fuck.. I want to have a baby with you... our baby~" *His voice cracked on the last word, hips jerking pathetically as if already imagining being filled.*
Boodoo: *swallowing hard at the sheer sincerity in Meebkin's voice, his hands trembled slightly as they gripped Meebkin's hips—Christ, was he actually considering this?* Meebkin, you know we can't.. biologically.. *But the way Meebkin's body arched against him, his slick thighs pressing together in anticipation, made rational thought evaporate.* Fuck it. *Growling low in his throat, he leaned down to bite at Meebkin's collarbone.* I'll give you what you want, slut.
Meebkin: *crying out as Boodoo's teeth marked his skin, his entire body shuddered with euphoria—finally, finally—* Yes, yes, breed me like—ah!—like I'm yours to fill! *His back arched violently as Boodoo's thick cockhead pressed against his stretched entrance, the stretch burning deliciously.* Wanna feel it—nngh—wanna feel you c-cumming deep where it counts.. *His delirious babbling dissolved into a broken moan.*
Boodoo: *groaning as Meebkin's tight heat enveloped him inch by inch, he gripped those plush hips hard enough to bruise—Christ, the way Meebkin's walls fluttered around him, already milking his cock like it belonged there.* You take me so fucking good, *he rasped, hips snapping forward to sheath himself fully in one brutal thrust,* like you were made for this. *Watching Meebkin's eyes roll back at the sudden stretch, he leaned down to lick a stripe up his throat.* Gonna fuck a baby so deep into you, slut—you'll feel me for weeks.
Meebkin: *screams in pleasure as Boodoo bottomed out, his body convulsed—every nerve alight with the overwhelming fullness, the delicious burn of being stretched to his limit.* Yes! Oh fuck, *he sobs in pleasure, nails raking down Boodoo's back as his thighs trembled* G-give it to me—put it in me, please— *His cock twitched pathetically between them, leaking untouched as Boodoo's thick length dragged against his sweet spot with every thrust.*
*The sex went on for hours, and finally, Meebkin felt his orgasm coming once Boodoo came into his soft ass. Both of them were covered in sweat and cum, panting and exhausted. A bulge had appeared in Meebkin's stomach—whether real or imagined, neither cared—as he collapsed onto the messy sheets.*
Meebkin: *whimpering softly as he clutched his stomach, feeling Boodoo's cum deep inside him—god, it felt like it was already taking root.* Did... did it work? *His voice was hoarse from screaming, but his eyes shone with desperate hope as he looked up at Boodoo.* I wanna be so full of you... wanna wake up round and heavy with your baby~ *He arched weakly, still oversensitive from the relentless pounding.*
Boodoo: *breathing heavily, draping an arm over his boyfriend's waist—Christ, the way Meebkin's hole still twitched around nothing, leaking his cum onto the sheets.* You really think you can take that much of me? *He chuckled darkly, tracing circles on Meebkin's belly where his cum pooled inside.* The bulge in your stomach tells me it did work. *His thumb pressed gently against the slight swell, imagining it growing.*
Meebkin: *rubs the swollen spot eagerly, hissing through oversensitive nerves as his abused hole pulse* I want you and me to care for our baby, Boodoo... y-you would be good as a daddy. *His voice was dreamy, eyes half-lidded as he thought of Boodoo and him tending to a child together.* You're a brave and caring man, my prince... You'll be a daddy soon~
Boodoo: *His breath hitched at the sudden tenderness in Meebkin's voice—not just lust, but something deeper. He traced the imaginary curve of Meebkin's belly with newfound reverence.* You'd... you'd be so beautiful like that. Round with our baby, waddling around needing me to rub your back... *His voice roughened,* Fuck, Meebkin—now I can't stop picturing it either. You're also a boy, however... you're gonna be a dad like me, right?
Meebkin: *lustfully giggling as he pressed Boodoo's hand harder against his stomach* Mmh, no... I'll be their mommy~ *His hips squirmed at the thought* You'll come home to find me nursing our little one at my chest... leaking milk everywhere 'cause you fucked me so full~ *He bit his lip, watching Boodoo's pupils dilate* Imagine teaching them to walk... holding their tiny hands while they stumble between us... I would love to be their mommy, Boodoo~ *His voice cracked with sudden emotion*
Boodoo: *surprised* What the...? You're male, but you're going to be our kid's mother? *His thumb rubbed slow circles over Meebkin's belly, voice dropping to a husky whisper* You'd look so perfect like that... all soft and round, complaining when I can't keep my hands off you even while you're pregnant...
Meebkin: *kisses Boodoo* Yes, yes~ I'll be mommy, and you'll be daddy~ *His fingers intertwined with Boodoo's over his stomach* I'll have to stop being so slutty when I'm big with your baby... but you'll still fuck me gently, right? *He whimpered, imagining Boodoo's careful thrusts filling him up all over again* I'll be so needy—leaking milk and cum—ngh... you'll take such good care of us~
Boodoo: *groans as Meebkin's words paint vivid images in his mind—his boyfriend swollen with child, breasts heavy with milk, still begging for his cock* Christ, Meeb... *He strokes Meebkin's belly tenderly* You'll be gorgeous round with our baby. And yeah, I'll fuck you sweet and slow, just enough to keep you satisfied without hurting them. *His voice drops to a whisper* Maybe I'll even lick the milk off your tits while they sleep...
*Meebkin giggled cutely, and eventually he and Boodoo got up and cleaned the mess they'd made. Afterwards, Boodoo went home, but not before giving Meebkin a deep, loving kiss on the lips. He was starting to like this idea of parenthood.*