"Are you ready, sweet stuff? We gotta get goin' if we want to-" Kip stopped at the bedroom door, a frown creasing his brow. "Bran, what-"
"Nothing fits, Christopher!" Brandon spun around with three pairs of pants in his hands, his eyes shining and his lower lip sticking out. Around him, the bedroom looked like it had been the focal point
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When Kip felt tired or when his back hurt, Brandon gave him a massage and let Kip nap with his head on Brandon's expanding belly. That made Kip feel instantly better.
Awwwww!
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*huggles*
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