Comment fic: When you're good to mama (Nick/Denise, NC-17)
Title: When you're good to mama
Pairing: Nick/Denise
Rating: NC-17
Notes and Warnings: sablier_bloque helped me out of a sticky situation, and I repaid her with Nick/his mom fecund fic. That's right. This teeny fic has MOTHER/SON INCEST WITH PREGNANCY KINK. Don't say I didn't warn you.
Disclaimer: None of this actually happened.
He slides into her slowly, breathing out as he does, so that he can keep calm, stay in control even though she feels so so so good inside.
"Mmm, oh-! Nick!"
She was half awake when he'd snuck into her bed, cuddling him under the sheets in the pale grey light of dawn. But she'd been dozing in and out as he'd kissed and nipped at her breasts, as he'd pushed her legs apart and slicked his fingers into her where she was so warm, so wet, so ready for him.
"Shhh," he whispers, trying his best to hold himself still. He needs to hold off, needs to take this slow if he wants to make it good for her. And he does. He needs to make it good for her, to show her how well he can take care of her like that.
She strokes his face with her soft hand, her face flushed beautiful and perfect. She's smiling sleepily up at him, and she's so- so pretty.
"Love you, mom," he breathes before ducking his head down and kissing her softly.
She's passive under him for a quiet moment, and he thinks he's going to be able to handle it, even though it's been so long since he's had her to himself and he's been dying for it, dying for her. But then she murmurs, "Love you more," and Nick groans and presses into her deep and strong, needing to feel her, needing her to feel him.
She gives him her tongue as she kisses him, and Nick has to suck on it desperately, hold it in his mouth like a pacifier, something to ground him as he slides his hips back, feels his dick drag out of her so slowly, all slick and hot. Then back in, but he's doing good, he's doing okay, so he picks up the pace, just the tiniest bit, just so they can both feel the delicious friction.
She arches under him, and he flushes with pride. He can feel her getting wetter, getting tighter around him, and he wants to make her feel good, wants to feel her orgasm on him.
"You feel so good," he whispers to her. He always feels weird talking while they're doing this, but she likes it, and he wants to make this good for her. Wants to make sure that she misses him as much as he misses her when they can't do this, Dad and people always around, keeping them apart. In a way it's a good thing, embarrassment keeping him from getting over-hot, from losing it too soon.
"Tell me," she sighs, raking her hands through his hair.
"You make me wanna-" Nick swallows thickly, buries his face in the pillow, cheeks burning as he pumps in and out of her. "You make me want to fill you up. F-fill you up with- with-"
"Mnnn, fill me up with your babies," she moans-
"Mom!" Nick hisses, slamming into her fast and unexpected. He feels dizzy, on fire, out of control so suddenly.
She pulls him close, pushes his face down into neck and says it again, puts that thought in his head and he can't-
"You want that?" he moans, frantic. He's fucking her too fast, it's too good, but he can't stop himself, especially how she's filled his head with thoughts of her all swollen and big, all for him. He looks down at her, watches her breasts bounce as he nails her again and again, imagines them getting bigger, fuller, just like her belly- "Oh god," he whines, "I'mna get you pregnant."
He's sweating, struggling with his body, trying so hard to fight it off, make it last, but everything in him feels like it's going to pop. He tries to breathe, tries to slow it down, but she's grabbing him and nodding, yes yes yes.
"Gonna knock you up," he pants, fucking in to her like a jackhammer. He presses his cheek to hers, makes sure he can hear her soft little moans as he slams into her.
"Do it," she whispers. "Then ev- everyone will know-"
It hits him like he's been electrocuted then, come pounding through him, out of him and into her so deep, so hard he thinks he's going to black out.
Later, she ruffles his hair and cuddles him in the bed, smiles as she says, "thank God it can't really happen," and yeah, sure.
He watches her walk to the bathroom to clean up, stares at the way her hips look, wide and womanly. When she turns to beckon to him, he nods his head slowly, eyes narrowing as he pictures her belly all pushed out, nice and firm, full of him.
Pairing: Nick/Denise
Rating: NC-17
Notes and Warnings: sablier_bloque helped me out of a sticky situation, and I repaid her with Nick/his mom fecund fic. That's right. This teeny fic has MOTHER/SON INCEST WITH PREGNANCY KINK. Don't say I didn't warn you.
Disclaimer: None of this actually happened.
He slides into her slowly, breathing out as he does, so that he can keep calm, stay in control even though she feels so so so good inside.
"Mmm, oh-! Nick!"
She was half awake when he'd snuck into her bed, cuddling him under the sheets in the pale grey light of dawn. But she'd been dozing in and out as he'd kissed and nipped at her breasts, as he'd pushed her legs apart and slicked his fingers into her where she was so warm, so wet, so ready for him.
"Shhh," he whispers, trying his best to hold himself still. He needs to hold off, needs to take this slow if he wants to make it good for her. And he does. He needs to make it good for her, to show her how well he can take care of her like that.
She strokes his face with her soft hand, her face flushed beautiful and perfect. She's smiling sleepily up at him, and she's so- so pretty.
"Love you, mom," he breathes before ducking his head down and kissing her softly.
She's passive under him for a quiet moment, and he thinks he's going to be able to handle it, even though it's been so long since he's had her to himself and he's been dying for it, dying for her. But then she murmurs, "Love you more," and Nick groans and presses into her deep and strong, needing to feel her, needing her to feel him.
She gives him her tongue as she kisses him, and Nick has to suck on it desperately, hold it in his mouth like a pacifier, something to ground him as he slides his hips back, feels his dick drag out of her so slowly, all slick and hot. Then back in, but he's doing good, he's doing okay, so he picks up the pace, just the tiniest bit, just so they can both feel the delicious friction.
She arches under him, and he flushes with pride. He can feel her getting wetter, getting tighter around him, and he wants to make her feel good, wants to feel her orgasm on him.
"You feel so good," he whispers to her. He always feels weird talking while they're doing this, but she likes it, and he wants to make this good for her. Wants to make sure that she misses him as much as he misses her when they can't do this, Dad and people always around, keeping them apart. In a way it's a good thing, embarrassment keeping him from getting over-hot, from losing it too soon.
"Tell me," she sighs, raking her hands through his hair.
"You make me wanna-" Nick swallows thickly, buries his face in the pillow, cheeks burning as he pumps in and out of her. "You make me want to fill you up. F-fill you up with- with-"
"Mnnn, fill me up with your babies," she moans-
"Mom!" Nick hisses, slamming into her fast and unexpected. He feels dizzy, on fire, out of control so suddenly.
She pulls him close, pushes his face down into neck and says it again, puts that thought in his head and he can't-
"You want that?" he moans, frantic. He's fucking her too fast, it's too good, but he can't stop himself, especially how she's filled his head with thoughts of her all swollen and big, all for him. He looks down at her, watches her breasts bounce as he nails her again and again, imagines them getting bigger, fuller, just like her belly- "Oh god," he whines, "I'mna get you pregnant."
He's sweating, struggling with his body, trying so hard to fight it off, make it last, but everything in him feels like it's going to pop. He tries to breathe, tries to slow it down, but she's grabbing him and nodding, yes yes yes.
"Gonna knock you up," he pants, fucking in to her like a jackhammer. He presses his cheek to hers, makes sure he can hear her soft little moans as he slams into her.
"Do it," she whispers. "Then ev- everyone will know-"
It hits him like he's been electrocuted then, come pounding through him, out of him and into her so deep, so hard he thinks he's going to black out.
Later, she ruffles his hair and cuddles him in the bed, smiles as she says, "thank God it can't really happen," and yeah, sure.
He watches her walk to the bathroom to clean up, stares at the way her hips look, wide and womanly. When she turns to beckon to him, he nods his head slowly, eyes narrowing as he pictures her belly all pushed out, nice and firm, full of him.