Chapter 1: The fun part
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I hum as Kyle grinds his hips against my own. The dark skinned man was plastered against my front as he moved us through the door to our bedroom, our other three lovers following close behind. Simon had Johnny slung over his shoulder and the Scot somehow still managed to tug John along.
My attention is pulled from them as Kyle pushes me down onto the bed, Simon throwing Johnny down next to me. He lands with a scowl at the masked giant, before pinning me under him. Kyle crawls onto the bed as well. He pushed Johnny slightly to the side so I’m stuck underneath both of them. I look up at them and raise my eyebrow, challenging them. They both grin, before stripping me and attaching their mouths to my body.
As I look over their shoulders, I see John seated in the armchair next to the entry with his legs spread in a delicious manspread, Simon perched on the armrest with John’s arm wrapped around his waist, his hand making its way into the waistband of Simon’s pants.
I am once again distracted when Johnny bites down hard on my nipple, before soothing it with his tongue. Kyle moves down to lick my folds, making me buck my hips, before Johnny pins them down and attacks my lips with his own. I pant into his mouth as Kyle gets me closer and closer to that delicious peak.
Johnny lets my mouth go as we hear John chuckle, both of us turning to look at our captain. “Let the poor boy breathe, okay pretty girl?” he hums. I look down and realize that my thighs are pretty much crushing Kyle between them, all the while Kyle’s still eating me out like he hasn’t had a meal in months. Johnny pries my thighs apart and Kyle draws back and dramatically sucks in fresh air. I snicker as Johnny mutters about him being dramatic and grabs him by his hair, making out with him above my pussy. Johnny groans as he tastes me on Kyle’s lips. The two quickly strip each other as well, tugging at each other's cock, both of them moaning beautifully.
They pull away from each other and grin wickedly, before manhandling me onto my knees, straddling Johnny while facing John and Simon. The two older men are still in the armchair. John had pulled Simon’s cock out of his pants and had wrapped his hand around it. His other hand was steadily palming his own bulge through his pants.
I feel Johnny’s cock push against my folds and without hesitation he pushes me down onto him. I let out a startled cry, the slight sting quickly morphing into pleasure. Johnny looks up at me, panting as he holds back. I tilt my head, silently asking what he’s waiting for when I suddenly feel Kyle behind me. His fingers prod against my stuffed pussy. I look back over my shoulder and he sends me a reassuring grin. Johnny turns my head back towards him, “jus’ relax love.”
Kyle slowly pushes a finger in besides Johnny’s cock. I jolt as I feel the cold lube coating his finger. When I’m used to the feeling, Kyle adds another finger, scissoring them to open me up for him. Then he adds another and another, working me open. Once he deems me opened up enough he turns my head to him and asks for permission. He kisses me softly as I nod.
I can’t help it and tense as I feel Kyle push the head of his cock against the rim of my pussy. He slowly starts pushing in and I cry out softly, burrowing my head in Johnny’s neck. He runs his hands soothingly over my hips and thighs and I hear John and Simon mutter praises in the background.
When Kyle is all the way in I let out a sigh of relief. The two men wait patiently for me to adjust. I experimentally move my hips and let out a low moan. “Please.” I whisper and Johnny and Kyle start moving. They fall into a slow rhythm. Kyle thrusts in at the same time Johnny pulls out, leaving me filled the entire time.
The three of us are panting and I start moving in rhythm with Johnny and Kyle. One particularly hard thrust from Johnny has me crying out and I arch my back. I hear Kyle curse as it moves me back against him. The new position also results in my clit rubbing against Johnny’s abs with every thrust. Kyle leans down, placing one hand just below Johnny’s and the other on the bed, before moving harder and faster. Johnny is quick to match his pace and I’m stuck between two hot and sweaty men.
Kyle’s deeper thrusts have resulted in him hitting that one delicious spot inside of me. I feel my orgasm build and my pussy tightens around the two cocks inside of me. Johnny curses as I bite down on his shoulder and his thrusts start to get sloppy. “Fuck, you’re close, aren’t you, bonnie?” I nod desperately and Kyle starts pushing in even deeper. So deep I can feel his tip kiss my cervix.
It makes me cry out loudly and triggers my orgasm. Riding the waves of pleasure, I collapse against Johnny. The fluttering of my walls and the movement of Kyle’s cock against his own triggers Johnny’s orgasm, Kyle following after. I whimper as I feel the warmth of their cum fill me up.
Kyle tugs me with him as he rolls off of me, settling us besides Johnny to catch our breaths. I look up as I hear a low groan and see Simon with his head thrown back as he spills cum all over his stomach and John’s hand. John sees me watching them and gestures for me to come to him. I groan as I untangle myself from the mess of limbs and stand from the bed. I feel Johnny and Kyle’s cum drip down my thighs as I make my way towards John.
“You look absolutely beautiful.” He groans as I stand before him and he tugs me onto his lap, his right arm still wrapped around Simon. I shift uncomfortably as my cum stained thighs rub against the rough denim of John’s pants. John pulls my head down so he can kiss me. Pulling me forward by my hips to press against the bulge in his pants. I groan at the pressure against my sensitive folds.
Simon reaches down between us, unbuckling John’s belt, undoing the button and pulling down the zipper. I whimper as the back of his hand brushes against my clit, still overstimulated from when it rubbed against Johnny when they fucked me. John hums against my lips as Simon finally frees his throbbing cock from his pants.
“You got more in you, don’t you sweetheart?” John asks. I nod eagerly, feeling heat course through me and he lifts me with one arm. My chest is flush with his as he lowers me onto his cock, before he looks at me with a raised eyebrow. “Well?” he asks, “you gotta work for it love, you just got to lay there and be pretty.” he brushed my hair away from my face, “surely you have enough energy left, right?”
I whine and start moving my hips. Up and down, up and down. John moves his face closer, his lips not yet touching mine, not letting me kiss him either. “You feeling good love?” he asks as my pussy starts fluttering again, an orgasm already close. I nod eagerly, and he takes my lower lip between his teeth, tugging on it. I huff in annoyance when he pulls back and still won’t let me kiss him, causing him to grin.
Before I can make a snarky remark, a hand wraps around my throat, tugging me up slightly. I look Simon in the eye, before he lowers his head and kisses me. My hand wraps around the back of his neck, the other staying on John’s shoulder and I kiss him back fiercely. Simon groans as John’s hand tightens around his cock in warning, the message clear. He won’t kiss me, so Simon’s not allowed to either. Simon pulls away and I hiss in annoyance.
He quickly nips at my lips in apology before he lowers his hand to my clit, rubbing in tight circles. Simon’s fingers on my clit, John’s cock inside of me combined with the previous stimulation makes me cum, leaving me shuddering. My movements still as I catch my breath. John pinches my thigh, a silent reminder to make him cum too.
I start moving my hips again, muscles aching, but determined to finish John off too. I purposely grind my hips deep against his, clenching impossibly tight around him. John groans loudly, head leaning against the wall as he comes as well.
Before I can even relax, I’m pulled from John’s cock and lifted over someone's. I look at Simon as he strides towards the bed, where Johnny and Kyle are still lying next to each other. Both look at us with heady eyes, cum covering them both. Kyle has his hand between Johnny’s spread legs, pumping his fingers in and out of the Scot at a steady rhythm.
Simon lays me down next to Johnny just as Kyle rolls on top of Johnny, pressing his lube covered cock against his hole. Kyle pushes in at the same time that Simon pushed into me. Johnny and I moan loudly at the same time.
Simon wastes no time pounding into me, setting a hard and ruthless pace. I throw my head back, eyes rolling and I cry out. Johnny’s hand finds my own and I squeeze it tightly, already feeling an orgasm coming. My body twitched uncontrollably. Tears start to form in my eyes as the overstimulation leaves me panting.
My orgasm crashed into me, blacking out my vision for a second. Simon starts thrusting harder, chasing his own orgasm. Once I feel him twitch inside of me and he spills his cum inside of me, I breathe out a sigh. Simon settles beside me and pulls me against him. I feel the bed shifting as John settles against Simon’s back. Humming contently, I rest my head on Simon’s bicep as we watch Kyle fuck Johnny.
Chapter 2: Finding out
Notes:
Here's part two! I wanted to get this out earlier but this fic idea gave me an excuse to build them another house in the Sims. So now they have a house where they'd live with their child :)
In my defense, no one has told me how addicting building houses in the Sims is. Like I started building two nights ago and suddenly it was like three hours later wtf.
Also, why is it so hard to write Johnny's accent?! I have to go back and alter things he's saying all the time. Anyone have any tips?If anyone has a scenario they want me to write that fits within this fic, just let me know!
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
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I was pacing up and down the living room, wringing my hands and biting my lip nervously. John was sitting in his armchair, smoking a cigar. Simon leaned against the wall, tracking my every movement. Johnny and Kyle were sitting on the couch, eyes fixated on the coffee table as if it suddenly would grow legs and walk away, taking the pregnancy test with it.
“How many minutes left?” I ask for what feels like the hundredth time. John checks his watch, “one minute.” I sigh, hating how calm he sounds, even when I’m freaking the fuck out. I tug at my ponytail, loosening the hair tie before fastening it again. Before I can do it again, Simon grabs my hands, holding them in his own, rubbing them comfortingly.
John’s watch beeps as the timer goes off. I take a shuddering breath and turn to look at the men I love. We all look at each other for a bit, none of us ready to look at the test that will tell if our lives will change.
Eventually Kyle gets up to look at the result. He picks up the test and looks at the little display. The rest of us look at him in nervous anticipation. “Well? What does it say?” asks Johnny impatiently. I feel Simon shift behind me, moving to rub his hands over my arms.
“It’s positive,” announces Kyle. Everyone seems to hold their breath as we process the news. Simon has gone stiff like a statue, Johnny has gone uncharacteristically quiet, Kyle’s eyes were fixed on the test, John seems to keep a close eye on my own reaction, which was to either start laughing or crying, I hadn’t decided yet.
Just as I try to come up with something to say, Simon speaks up, voice gruff, “I need some air.” And with that, he walks out, his warmth abruptly disappearing. Tears start to fall rapidly at his reaction and I wrap my arms around my middle. Within seconds Simon’s warmth is replaced by Johnny’s. He gently wraps one arm around my waist, the other cradles the back of my head. He shushes my softly, crooning loving words in my ear.
Out of the corner of my eye I see John and Kyle standing close, John’s arm wrapped around Kyle’s shoulder. Both give me loving smiles when they see me look. Johnny quickly tugs me to the couch, pulling me onto his lap. John sits besides Johnny, rubbing my back, while Kyle pulls my legs into his lap on the other side.
“Simon doesn’t want this, what if he’s gonna leave,” I whisper. Johnny shakes his head, a fierce look in his eyes. “Do ye remember back when ye just joined the taskforce and we were trying tae get into yer pants?” he asks jokingly. I sniffle and nod. “At first Simon dinae want tae pursue a relationship with ye.” I look up at him with wide eyes. Johnny just kisses me softly before continuing his explanation.
“You know how abusive Simon’s Da was tae him and Tommy. Simon has always been convinced that he would be the same. That’s why he dinae wan’ tae pursue a relationship with ye. He knew that being in a relationship with a woman would mean tha’ there was a big chance there would eventually come a baby. Planned or not. The two of us spend a lot of time talking ‘bout this. I actually would nae let him leave the room until he would accept tha’ he was nae his Da an’ eventually I got through tae him.”
Johnny hooks a finger under my chin and lifts my head, looking into my eyes, love clear in his gaze. “Believe me love, he would nae be here, would nae be in a relationship with you if he didnae want this or at the very least be okay with it.” He lowers his forehead to rest against mine as he whispers, “He’s in this, love, jus’ like I am.”
I smile and kiss him, whispering thanks. Johnny just smiles. Kyle draws my attention by squeezing my thigh. “I’m in too,” he says. “I mean, I’m in for whatever you want. If you want to keep the baby, I’ll burp the baby and risk being thrown up on, but if you want an abortion or give the baby up, I’ll support that too.” I sniffle again, my emotions getting the best of me. I reach out and he wraps my hand in his, pressing kisses to my knuckles.
Then I feel a hand wrap lightly around my neck and under my face. My head is tilted back and I come face to face with John. “We’re all in love, no matter what you want or need,” he mutters, before kissing me upside down.
We settle in, just basking in each other’s presence, while also missing Simon. After a while Johnny starts to shift excitedly. “Stop it, don’t ruin this moment dude,” mutters Kyle from where his head is resting on Johnny’s shoulder. “I cannae help it man, we’re gonna be dads,” he whispers excitedly and I smile, “I’m gonna be a mom.”
Johnny gasps, “oh my god, my Ma’s gonna be so excited! Da too!” I laugh as Johnny basically giggles with excitement. “My parents are going to be really excited too,” smiles Kyle. “My mom’s been hinting at me, Mae and Kayla that she wants grandkids.”
“Can I call my Ma and tell her?” asks Johnny, already halfway off of the couch, before John stops him. “Let’s process it ourselves first, yeah baby boy?” he tugs Johnny back and wraps his arm around the Scot.
Johnny starts to complain, not being able to contain his excitement, when the front door opens. All four of us fall silent. Johnny’s arms tighten around me protectively, even though there’s no threat. Kyle shifts so he’s sitting up and wraps a comforting hand around my ankle. John doesn’t move, but his gaze is fixated on the hallway.
After a few seconds Simon emerges from the entry, holding a ridiculously large bouquet of flowers. He stands in the doorway for a few seconds, taking in our huddled position. He gathers the courage to come in and kneels in front of me, laying the flowers on the coffee table. “I’m sorry I left like that,” he apologizes. “I needed some space to think, I know that that doesn’t excuse it, but I-” I cut him off by cupping his scared cheeks. “I know, love, Johnny explained it.”
Simon looks gratefully to Johnny, who just smiles. “So, we’re gonna be parents then?” I smile and Johnny nods eagerly behind me, his body vibrating with excitement again. “Now love, I need to ask you something really important.” I say, putting on a serious face. Simon immediately tenses and turns to me, looking nervous.
“What on earth is that monstrosity,” I ask, pointing to the bouquet. Simon snorts. “I didn’t know if explaining how I felt would be enough, so I went to the florist and asked which flowers would be fitting to celebrate a baby.” he explains, “there were so many, so I decided to just get all of them.” He grabs the bouquet and holds it out to me. There were tulips, peonies, roses and so much more. “There’s also daisies and lily of the valley in there, because I calculated that if you’re just pregnant that the baby should be born in either april or may, depending how far along you are right now and daisies are the birthflower of April and lily of the valley is the one for May.” I giggle as he looks really proud of himself.
He takes the bouquet from me and quickly puts it in an antique vase that once belonged to Kyle’s grandmother. As he returns Kyle pulls him onto the couch with us and we settle into a comfortable silence again.
“Do you guys think it’s going to be weird if I call you ‘daddy’ during sex?” I ask suddenly, really wanting an answer. Johnny and Kyle burst out laughing. “I don’t know why you two are laughing, because you call Si and John daddy too.” That quickly shuts them up. “And sometimes you call me mommy,” I add. John’s chest rumbles as he chuckles while Johnny, Kyle and I launch into a discussion.
Notes:
It is mentioned that Kyle has two sisters. I have a character guide post on my Tumblr @Liesandspookyfairytales
Chapter 3: Picking names
Notes:
Mom, dad, if you somehow see my browse history, I swear I'm not pregnant. It's a short one, I know, but I really wanted to put this one out so I can start this shifter fic.
What do you guys think it's going to be, a boy or a girl? Do you guys like the name's I came up with? and their meanings? I made my own Renesmee version lol.
Comment your thoughts?
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It was John’s idea. With five people having one baby there were a lot of name ideas being thrown around. So he had bought a whiteboard and hung it in the living room. He’d divided it into six columns. He explained it was to track names. If one of us had an idea for a name, they’d write it in the first column with pink marker for a girl and blue for a boy. Each one of us had their own column as well and could mark the name if they liked it.
At first, we really wanted to know if we were having a boy or a girl, but eventually we decided that we didn’t want to know until the baby was born. Johnny pouted the most when we decided, but eventually relented. It did help that none of us were really into the idea of a pink or blue nursery, we eventually chose to decorate in different shades of soft green.
We’d agreed we wouldn’t use names like Anna and Maria, because they were too close to the names of Johnny’s mom, Anne and Kyle’s mom, Mary. We didn’t want to make one of them feel favored over the other. For this reason we also didn’t consider Henry, after Kyle’s dad, or Marsh, after Johnny’s Da, Simon had suggested traditional English names like Grace and Elijah. John liked a bit more vintage names. Adelaide for a girl or Paul for a boy. Kyle favored more unique and uncommon names like Haelyn and Ambrose. Johnny came up with a new name every few days. He had written down Lorna, a Scottish name meaning ‘fox’ and Lyall, also Scottish, meaning ‘wolf’. Most of the names he suggested were of Scottish origin, but he had said he didn’t care about whether or not the name was Scottish or not, he mostly cared about the meaning of the names.
I hadn’t really decided yet. I liked pretty much all names that the guys suggested, much to their annoyance. I’d ticked off most of the names they wrote down. The last time I'd ticked off some more, Kyle had ambushed me from behind, wrapping his arms around me, hands on my belly. He’d playfully scolded me to be more selective in the once I liked while he’d pressed kisses against my neck. Johnny had walked in on us in that position and immediately had thrown himself at us, declaring it was time for a cuddle pile. He’d even managed to drag John, who was very busy with paperwork and Simon, who unfortunately was having one of his off days, into the cuddle pile.
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I walked into the kitchen, heading straight for the whiteboard. The guys looked at me with curiosity as I picked up the pink marker. In the left column I wrote ‘Lieve Maryanne’ and put an ‘X’ in my column. John came up behind me and read the name aloud, struggling slightly with the first name. I turned towards him and wrapped my arms around his middle, laying my head on his shoulder.
“What does it mean?” asks Johnny curiously. “Lieve is a Dutch word,” I explain, “it’s used as a term of endearment. It literally means ‘dear’.” They hum thoughtfully. “I really like it,” Johnny smiles and Kyle nods in agreement. “If the baby is a girl and we name her Lieve, we need to use Maryanne as her second name,” I explain. “Maryanne is a combination of Mary and Anne. I combined them since we didn’t want to choose between your moms names. So if we name the baby Lieve Maryanne, we basically say ‘dear Mary and Anne’.”
Johnny and Kyle beam at me and I smile shyly, “It seemed fitting with how much they already adore this baby.” Johnny gets up and takes my face in his hands, “and with how much they adore you too love.” “And John and Simon too,” jokes Kyle. “Ah, thank you for thinking about us too,” snips Simon, sounding amused. Johnny snorts, takes the pink marker from my hands and puts an ‘X’ in his column. John, Kyle and Simon all ask for an ‘X’ too. I smile as I look at the little row of approval, feeling oddly satisfied.
I pick up the blue marker and write down another name. ‘Mylan Henry Marsh’. “Mylan means dear as well, so this one has the same reasoning as Lieve Maryanne.” Johnny nods and puts an ‘X’ in his column, “ye should be in charge of naming everything from now on, love, yer good at it.” We look at the others, wondering about their opinion. “I like the idea of using Henry and Marsh as second and third names, with the first name having a similar meaning like Lieve, but I’m not sure about Mylan.” Hums John, with Kyle and Simon both voicing their agreement.
“Yeah, I wasn’t sure about that one either,” I explain. “Well, let’s see what we can find, shall we?” We sit down at the dining table and start searching. “How about Jasper? It means precious?” suggests Kyle. “Or David? Meaning beloved?” I write it down to consider as we all start throwing names around. I keep searching until one draws my eye. “How about Cedric? It means ‘kind’ and ‘loved’. Seems fitting to me because Henry and Marsh are some of the kindest people I’ve ever met and it also means ‘loved’ so we can use it the same way we’d use Lieve.” My men think for a few seconds before agreeing. Johnny gets up, wipes away Mylan and replaces it with Cedric in his crooked scrawl of his. He looks at the rest of us for confirmation before putting an ‘X’ in all our columns.
He bounces over to us and pulls us in a hug. “I believe we just named our baby,” he exclaims, smiling toothily. “Yeah, we did,” agrees John, kissing Johnny’s smile before turning to kiss me too.
I smile as I look at my men, all of them so excited for the baby and I know this baby is going to be so very much loved.
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