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“Happy birthday, love,” Simon said as Johnny and Calliope came into the kitchen from outside.
“Oh, thank ye,” Johnny replied and kissed his omega.
“I was going to wake you up with a little…suprise, but you were already outside.”
“Well, Calliope’s been a handful this week, so I thought I’d let ye sleep in while I took her to take care of the chickens.”
“I can’t believe she’s almost three,” Simon whispered and looked over at her.
“I know,” Johnny replied and kissed Simon’s temple, “I love ye.”
“I love you, too.”
“Alright, Cal, want a bath?”
“Aye, da,” she said and started running upstairs.
“She’s so bloody Scottish,” Johnny mumbled and Simon laughed a little, “what’s my surprise?”
“Well, it was going to be this and a blowjob, but you’ll have to wait,” Simon said and pulled something from his pocket, handing it to Johnny. Johnny looked down and smiled.
“Another pup?”
“Mhm,” Simon replied.
“One time is really all it takes with ye, aye,” Johnny teased and slapped Simon’s butt.
“Oh shush.” Johnny smiled and kissed him.
“Can’t wait until yer all big and round again,” Johnny replied and rubbed Simon’s stomach, “god, I wish I could pawn her off on yer mum and take ye upstairs.”
“Mm, well, Price and Nik will be here in about an hour to take her to the aquarium.”
“Remind me to give them both a forehead kiss. Let’s go get her ready and then we’ll spend our day in bed with my knot in ye.”
“Just what I want, alpha.” They headed upstairs and got Calliope ready, then handed her off to Nik and Price, who also had Roach and Gaz’s daughter. Simon was immediately carried to their room and put on his back.
Simon loved nothing more than how turned on Johnny got when he was pregnant.
“Ye know, I thought I smelt it on ye,” Johnny mumbled as their laid together, waiting for his knot to go down.
“Really?”
“Mhm. Thought ye smelt a bit different, but ye also just started using new shampoo and I guess I thought it was that. But one taste of yer cunt and I know ye are.”
“Oh please.”
“Well, I haven’t ate yer cunt since yer heat which is absolutely awful in my opinion. Been like seven weeks of quickies and tryin’ to shag before she wakes up.”
“I know,” Simon replied and laughed a little, “I’ll do my best to let you eat it as much as you want. Free use. Unless I’m proper knackered and ready for bed, but if you want to wake me up that way, that’s fine.”
“Well, thank ye,” Johnny replied, “I won’t take advantage of it, promise. And ye can still tell me no.”
“I know, but I like it and I like how much you like it. Does that make sense? Like it really turns me on and I just feel like…I don’t know.”
“Ye like me to enjoy myself and that’s the peak of my enjoyment. No matter what I do in a day, if I get between them legs, it’s the highlight. Could get lost down there.”
“Calling me loose,” Simon teased.
“Maybe should’ve opted in for that mate stitch.” Simon slapped his arm.
“You’re a cunt.”
“I am what I eat,” Johnny teased and Simon smiled at him, rubbing his arm, “I love ye.”
“I love you, too. Are you ready for a newborn again?”
“Aye, been ready. I think it’s time. She’s at a good age, we’re ready. She’ll be three and a half when they get here.”
“I hope it’s twins,” Simon mumbled, “what do you think?”
“I hope it’s triplets. Really get ye all round with my pups.”
“I don’t think we can handle triplets.” Johnny laughed a little and smiled, pressing small kisses to his shoulder.
“Twins will do. Just tell me when to get snipped and I will.”
“Really?”
“Mhm. Yer giving me beautiful pups and I’ll go through that when we’re done.” Simon smiled and leaned back, putting his head on Johnny’s shoulder.
“This is why you’re my alpha.” Johnny hummed. “What do you want?”
“I kinda like being a girl dad, honestly.”
“Me, too. But you won’t be upset that they won’t be carrying on the legacy?”
“Well, Calliope gives very dominant omega energy like her dad, so maybe this one will be an alpha. It doesn’t matter at all and I’ll love them all the same, but I think that just us having pups is enough. It’s not about the legacy to me. It’s about us raising pups that will be good people and do what they love.”
“Agreed.”
A couple weeks later, they were at the doctor getting Simon’s first ultrasound. “Alright, got the bloodwork with the gender. Are we ready to see that baby,” she asked. They nodded and she started moving the wand around.
“So?”
“We have two healthy babies,” she said and paused it, “here’s baby A and baby B.”
“Two babies? Twins,” Simon asked and she nodded, pointing to them.
“So, how do we know the gender?”
“Well, there was nothing in your blood to indicate a boy, so most likely twin girls. We should be able to verify at 20 weeks.”
“I know we joked about twins, but damn. And girls, yer the best, Si.” Simon laughed a little and kissed him.
“Does this mean double princess treatment,” Simon asked and Johnny nodded.
“Aye, of course. Ye aren’t doin’ a thing.”
They did a few more things, then headed to the car. “Is Calliope at the house?”
“She’s with yer ma.”
“Good, take me home,” Simon replied and Johnny raised an eyebrow.
“Who said we had to wait until we got home,” Johnny teased and opened the back door, “car seat is with yer mum.”
“You want to shag right here?”
“Right here,” Johnny replied and Simon blushed, climbing in.
Johnny did the same and shut the door, turning the car on before getting on top of him. Johnny basically folded him in half just to get to his cunt. Simon almost damaged the roof of their car because of where he had to put his legs, but that could be fixed.
“Bloody hell, Johnny, fuck,” Simon moaned after he came for the third time, “If you don’t get inside of me, I swear to god, I’m going to cut your cock off, make a mould of it, then choke you with it. Already ruined the leather.”
“Please, I got leather just in case this happened,” Johnny replied and moved Simon into a decently comfortable position, but Simon moved them so he was on top of Johnny and sunk down on his cock, moaning loudly and tossing his head back. “Such a slag when yer pregnant.”
“I know,” Simon replied and quickly moved his hips, ignoring the quivering in his legs. Johnny latched onto his neck and grabbed his ass, helping him gain a rhythm. “Fuck, daddy,” Simon moaned into Johnny’s neck.
“There ye go, princess, ride daddy like a good girl.” Simon sobbed and gripped Johnny’s long mohawk that he had grown out since leaving. “Look at me.”
Simon did as told and Johnny smirked.
“Daddy’s cock feel so good yer cryin’ for it, m'eudail.”
“Don’t speak Gaelic when you’re in my throat,” Simon whispered, “does ungodly things to me.”
“A bheil rudan ann dhut? Tha mi a’ smaoineachadh gum bu chòir dhut cumail a’ marcachd air coileach dadaidh.” Simon sunk down and clenched around him as he wet the front of Johnny’s trousers and felt more tears fall down his face. “Tha thu nad slag dhòmhsa, nach eil thu, a bhana-phrionnsa? An gabh thu mo snaidhm mar nighean mhath? Tha thu cho breagha nuair a tha thu a’ caoineadh.”
Johnny thrust his hips up as Simon came down and pushed his knot in, coming deep in Simon’s cunt. Simon panted and put his head in Johnny’s neck, licking his mating gland to bring himself down.
“I have no clue what you said,” Simon whispered after a few minutes and laughed a little.
“A bheil rudan ann dhut means “it does things to ye?” and then I said ye should keep riding daddy’s cock. Then I said “yer a slag for my cock, aren’t ye, princess?””
“And the next one,” Simon asked.
“Asked if ye were going to take my knot like a good girl and that ye look so pretty when ye cry.”
“Oh, well, I think we should stop talking about that because we have a baby to get home to and we just spent an extra 20 minutes having sex in the parking lot and need to wait another 15 until your knot goes down.”
“I can drive like this. Keep ye on my cock until we get home.”
“As hot as that sounds, that’s illegal.”
“Eh, I’ll pull the vet card, give ‘em a smile, flash the baby blues.”
“Not the baby blues. You know I love you, right?”
“Ye think after being mated for almost five years, ye would know the answer.” Simon smiled. “I know. Ye know I love ye, too, right?”
“I know you love me more than anything.”
“Very true.” Johnny rubbed Simon’s stomach. “Yer already getting big.”
“Well, two pups in there.”
Johnny looked down and smiled, lifting Simon’s shirt. “I can’t wait to meet ye,” Johnny whispered, “only 24ish weeks.”
“Mhm, already 12. What do you wanna name them?”
“I kinda like Hera and Hestia. I like the goddess names. Calliope, Hera, and Hestia. Maybe Freya if we have another.”
“We can work with that,” Simon replied and smiled, “I love you.”
“I love ye, too, princess.”
Eight weeks later, they confirmed they were having two girls, then called everyone over where Simon confirmed his pregnancy and that they were having twins. Roach was very excited since he was also pregnant and only two weeks behind Simon. Johnny loved seeing his omega so happy and was glad that him and Roach finally got to share their pregnancies.
“Wait, can we still go to the concert,” Simon asked as they laid in bed that night.
“Of course, but I know ye think their lead singer is the hottest thing to walk this planet, so I’m kinda scared what pregnancy will do to ye.”
“Okay, you can’t tell me that Andy Biersack isn’t hot. And then, then the masked men of Sleep Token? Mm, maybe I should have you put the ghost team mask back on,” Simon replied and bit his lip.
“What do I get?”
“You put me in a skirt. How do you think I got pregnant?”
“Will ye put it on again? I’m getting hard just thinking about it.” He pulled at his pyjama bottoms to relieve the growing strain and Simon laughed a little. “Oh, c’mon, Si.”
“You want me in a skirt right now?”
“Mhm.”
“I get to do what I want to you next time.”
“Whatever ye want, Si, ye know that.”
Simon got up and went into the closet, coming out a few minutes later in a baby pink skirt that barely covered his panties and a matching cropped, pink vest. After Calliope was born, Simon ditched the boxers for panties after Johnny bought him a pair as a joke, but he ended up loving them and very shyly told Johnny such. But of course, Johnny just said okay and had completely replaced the contents of his underwear drawer within two days. Simon was very appreciative and cooked Johnny’s favourite dinner for him.
Now Johnny got to see him in panties all the time.
“Look at how beautiful ye are,” Johnny whispered as Simon came over, “I got so fuckin’ lucky. Thank ye, god.”
Johnny swung his legs over the side of the bed and admired Simon. “I love you,” Simon whispered.
“I love ye, too, my omega. And look at that belly peeking out. So bloody bonnie.”
Simon blushed. “Lay back,” Simon said and Johnny did as told, so Simon pulled his panties off and got on top, hovering over his face before getting the nod of approval to sit. Simon did and let Johnny suffocate in his slick while he road his face.
After four orgasms, Simon got off and laid down, panting. But Johnny wasn’t done and took his spot between Simon’s legs. Simon let Johnny rut against the bed as he got eaten out.
“Hell, alpha, no more,” Simon begged after his fifth orgasm. Maybe his sixth. He wasn’t really sure. Johnny lapped at him a few more times, not deterred by Simon’s hand pushing him away. But Johnny pulled back after licking him clean and gave Simon a satisfied smile.
“I love ye.”
“I love you, too,” he whispered and pulled Johnny down, kissing him, “can we get to bed now?”
“Aye, let’s get ye in something comfy. Need to use the bathroom?” Simon nodded and Johnny scooped him up and got him there, then left to get them clothes. Johnny checked on Callie via the monitor, then set it up and helped Simon back to bed.
“Two more babies,” Simon mumbled to himself a few minutes later. He thought Johnny was already asleep, but the way Johnny rubbed his stomach told him he wasn’t.
“Two more. Any more after this?”
“Maybe one more, but then I’m done. Four max,” Simon whispered and Johnny kissed his shoulder.
“Sounds perfect. I love ye, Si.”
“I love you, too. Hopefully it’s another girl. We’ll have Calliope, Hera, Hestia, and Freya.”
“Me, too,” Johnny whispered and kissed his cheek, “I love ye, omega.”
“I love you, too, alpha. I’m glad you took that stupid bet.” Johnny laughed a little.
“Me, too, love, me, too.”