His tongue ran down your stomach. It sent chills up your back. It felt amazing.
His tongue went back up to your lips as he started to unclasp your bra. He got it off, and threw it across the room.
But instead of it hitting the floor with a thud…
“Not on my couch.” Darry says, bra in hand
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“Will bạn please tell me why?” bạn were sitting on the bathroom floor with him. bạn were still shaking from the silent sobs that racked your body.
“Baby look at me.” He whispers.
Your eyes meet his, and bạn loose it. bạn put your head into your hands and sob.
“Hey, xin chào everything’s fine. Shh babe, it’s ok. (Y/N) I promise,” he says as he picks bạn up an places bạn in his lap.
He rocks bạn back and forth for a few minutes, saying nothing. He looks down at your arm.
“You’re beautiful, bạn know that?” He mutters into your hair.
“Yeah?” He says, looking over at you.
“I found this in the attic.” bạn say, tossing it over to him.
It was his baby blanket, a dark blue color.
He looks at it wide eyed, just taking in the memories.
“What about this?” He asks, still looking at the blanket.
“Well I thought our baby would like it.”
“Planning ahead huh?” He grins.
“Only 8 eight months ahead.” bạn smile.
He looks up at bạn in surprise.
“You’re pregnant?” He asks, standing up from the đi văng to face you.
bạn just smile.
He scoops bạn up into a giant hug.