09-09-2019, 05:29 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-11-2019, 12:40 AM by SilentFeather.)
(I feel the same way about you, I do not deserve you. I am blessed that you accepted me the way I do of you. You are my inspiration just like Nick is Aki's. You deserve to be praised, you are doing exceptionally in our roleplay.
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Aki laid still on the bed, sighing softly as he felt the child which was the remainder of the perished twin sibling. He whimpered pathetically, feeling him or her becoming more and more restless as time passed on by like unbearable, uneasy but eternal like years. He was weary but like times before he didnt complain.
He was shy but open to just Nick and him alone. He trusted his family and that alone. He knew that his pregnancy was reaching it's end but he was not out of the woods yet. Not even close. From time to time the sensation of pain was unbearable, causing him to grip a side of the Queen sized mattress as if holding on.
Whenever Nick touched him in his intimate areas he was reduced to a squirming, panting mess of what was once manly. He accepted things that there once was. He grew more and more tender as the day passed halfway to the evening.
When shaved he stayed still (or tried to) he felt so many positive emotions, never wanting to ever be away from Nick, not even for a single minute. His life depended on Nick's words when the time for birthing would soon arrive. The warmly nestled child was trying his or her mind in figuring out what was happening outside his or her now cramped nine month home but was innocent.
Meanwhile .. Nick was always finding ways to make him cry out in pleasure. He bit his lip from time to time. He loved his young stepson more than anything. He was eager to engage in sexual play but knew that might frighten the child so he would stick and settle with simply being touched by Nick's eager to explore hands.
He did as told by his lover and managed to lie still as much as he could. He shivered as he became slowly aroused by Nick's skilled touches but tried his very hard to remain that such way. He wanted to make it through the birthing.
He squirmed beneath Nick's fingers as his tender touch made his slowly thickening cock and two sensitive bright pink womanly folds were responding to each one with moans and gasps, "Mmmh ...! .. You always know how to touch me, babe. Even when I am in pain." He spoke to his beloved husband with a smile.
I, Silent Feather once thought that my life was just one long merry go round, mundane, repetitive, and just plain bore some but after meeting my beloved Nitrogen, all were changed. And as such had changed me, and when I mean that I mean for the positive, greater of a person I have become, a woman I am as well.
A full grown, bonafide Madame.
A full grown, bonafide Madame.