"Look what I found," Troye said happily walking out of the closet. Jacob almost dropped his laptop off the bed. He had seen Troye wear some cute things before, but after the man started growing a belly he hadn't tried to be sexy and now, with Troye looking like he did, Jacob was hard in moments. It wasn't really that Troye was trying to be sexy, just wearing simple clothes.

He wore a large sweatshirt that belonged to Jacob, socks that came up just past his knees, and a pair of white lacy panties that went halfway up his arse cheeks. He was tiny and swamped in the sweater, his legs looked drool worthy in the socks, and his pretty little cock looked heavenly from what Jacob could see through the lace. The pregnant man had the sweater pulled up just above his growing belly. He was twelve weeks along, the twins becoming more and more prominent on the man's body. They effected what he ate more now than ever. He could only stand the smells of some foods and sometimes craved foods that he'd throw up as soon as he tasted them.

Pasta had been the current craving, and Jacob was happy to take the man anywhere he wanted to go to get the food. Only having gained six pounds, Troye was right on track for his weight gain, something that made Jacob happy. "It's getting bigger," Troye told Jacob, ignoring the man's wide eyed look. He knew he looked pretty in the clothes he had on... or rather, what he didn't have on. He was in the mood for sex and Jacob had been too busy lately, so Troye was making sure that he was going to get what he wanted.

Jacob really did put his laptop aside then, swallowing hard, "Come here." Troye did as he was told, fighting a smirk and walking innocently to his Dom. The tight jeans Jacob wore did nothing to show how much Jacob liked Troye's outfit, and Troye wanted the pants off. He stopped just beside the bed, turning to the side to show Jacob how much his tummy stuck out in the front. Although, he knew Jacob might be tempted to focus on how much his bum stuck out from behind. "I haven't worn socks in a long time, but the house is colder today," Troye explained.

"And even sweats are a little snug on my tummy now, so I just didn't feel like wearing them at the moment. Is that okay, sir?" "Mhmm," Jacob mumbled absentmindedly. Troye crawled onto the bed then, slipping into a surprised Jacob's lap and wiggling back against the Dom's crotch. Jacob put his hands on Troye's hips, not to stop them, but just to hold them, urge them to move and Troye did so, circling his hips and grinding down.

" Do you like that?" Troye was getting more confident in bed, something that made Jacob ever so happy. The older man didn't respond, he simply attached his lips to the soft skin on the side of Troye's neck, right over the boy's collar, sucking hard at the pale skin to mark him. Troye's breath gave a pleased hitch, his hands gripping onto Jacob's thighs as he tried to push himself back further against the man. It was handy for Troye finally knowing just what made Jacob look longer at him, what types of touches got Jacob's attention best, and how to move his hips just right to bring the pleasured huffs Jacob would emit every now and then.

" You did this on purpose, didn't you?" Jacob growled against Troye's ear, and the sub shivered. "Did what?" he feigned innocence. Jacob loved when Troye was soft and sweet rather than sneaky and dirty like he actually had been, but he couldn't lie to his Dom, Jacob knew him too well. "You naughty boy," he panted. "You did do it on purpose." Jacob was hard against Troye's bum, and although Troye had wanted to tease, he was also increasingly wanting the thin clothes that kept Jacob's skin from touching his own to vanish.

"If you have to work, sir, I understand," Troye said breathlessly, and it was a total lie, the very last thing he wanted was for Jacob to slide out from under him and go to his office. He rather wanted Jacob to move Troye from his lap to push him back onto the pillows, retrieve lube and a condom, and then maybe show Troye what happens when a sub teases their Dom. "I should go to work," Jacob's hands halted Troye's hips rather than continuing to help them grind back. "Naughty boys shouldn't get what they want." Troye spluttered, "B-but..."

"Oh, do you want this?" Jacob cooed, starting to grind up against Troye again, and just like that Troye was no longer in charge, Jacob was taking back his role as the Dominant. "Did you expect me to push you onto your back, maybe lick you open, fuck you slow just how you like it? Or maybe we could use those handcuffs you bought. Cuff your wrists to the headboard so I can do whatever I want to you and you can't touch." "Sir," Troye wheezed.

"Use your words, Troye, what do you want?" Jacob insisted. "T-that," Troye nodded. "I want that." "And 'that' is what, exactly?" Jacob pressed, his hands slipping around from Troye's hips so he could palm at Troye's hard dick. Troye whined, trying to move his hips back faster against Jacob. The older man had nestled the hard outline of his cock right against the crack of Troye's bum, and Troye's thin panties were suddenly very mocking to the younger boy. He wanted them off.

"I want you to fuck me, sir," Troye begged. "Fuck me however you want, I just need it, please-" "Then off my lap, pet, lay back on the bed with a pillow under your hips and don't take anything off, do you understand?" Troye nodded frantically, scrambling as fast as he could with his pregnant belly off of Jacob's lap to do as he was told. Jacob left him to retrieve lube, a condom, and much to Troye's excitement the soft green handcuffs he had picked out from Dua's shop.

The man dumped them on the bed as he returned, stripping down to his briefs agonizingly slow. The sub figured Jacob's purpose was to tease him, and it was certainly working as Troye was forced to watch Jacob's muscles work beneath his tan skin without even being able to touch himself. His hands fisted into the sheets, and he gave Jacob a pleading look. "Can I touch myself?" Troye whimpered. "No," Jacob said immediately, leaning over the bed to gently take Troye's wrists and move them above the smaller boy's head. With the green handcuffs, he loosely cuffed one of Troye's wrists and slipped the center chain of the cuffs around one of the black metal posts of the headboard before he cuffed Troye's other wrist, efficiently making Troye unable to move his hands any lower than the pillows they rested on above his head.

"That should take care of any temptation. Just let me know if they're too tight." Troye nodded desperately, splaying his legs open in hopes that Jacob would be gracious and finally touch his cock that was now poking up out of the top of his panties. The sweater was rolled up past his tummy and pooled messily on his chest, heaving up and down with his fast breathing.

If his hands hadn't been cuffed above his head, he'd reach down and cradle his tummy, but all he could do was watch as Jacob took in his disheveled state. Finally, Jacob knelt onto the bed, situating himself so that he was between Troye's sprawled legs. With large hands Jacob rubbed softly at the skin between Troye underwear and his socks, the soft skin of Troye's inner thighs, and then pushed Troye's legs up so that his feet would rest flat on the bed and more efficiently reveal Troye's bum. Normally Troye would already be naked at that point, and although he was extremely confused as to why he was still clothed, his thoughts trailed off as Jacob's hand finally settled over Troye's dick through the thin lace covering it.

"Please," Troye gasped. "Please what?" Jacob hummed, and Troye wanted to cry as Jacob's hands moved back to his legs. "I need-" his words choked off, because he wasn't entirely sure what he needed, but he knew it involved Jacob and he knew he needed it right then. Jacob moved out from between his legs though, pushing himself up beside Troye so he could prop himself on his side with one hand, cup Troye's face in the other, and press their lips together. The smaller man pressed back, wishing he could touch Jacob too as the man kissed him.

But then Jacob's tongue was sliding in alongside his, licking into Troye's mouth and making the boy squeak in surprise. Troye wanted Jacob's tongue in other places, too. Finally, Jacob gave Troye one final peck on the lips before he pushed himself up and settled back between Troye's legs, but rather than kneeling, he was sprawled out on the bed between them. "Think you can keep still for me?" Jacob asked. "My-" Troye began in confusion. "I'm still wearing my underwear..." Jacob only smirked, curling one arm around Troye's leg and pressing a finger against the panties. Ever so slowly, Jacob pressed forward until he could brush the silk over Troye's hole, and Troye jolted in surprise.

"Stay still," Jacob reminded again, rubbing the single finger in small circles teasingly. The sensation was bizarre, but it sent little jolts of pleasure through Troye, and he had to resist the urge to squirm. He was already so hard and sticking out of his underwear, leaking against his tummy. The Dom pulled his finger away and moved the silk fabric aside, and then he was leaning in further. Troye stopped breathing for several moments, waiting in anticipation for Jacob's wet mouth against his fluttering hole. Jacob breathed hot over Troye's sensitive skin, and Troye keened out lowly.

The first tongue flick came unexpectedly, and Troye sucked in a sharp gasp and tugged at the handcuffs. He wanted to feel Jacob's hair between his fingers, tug Jacob closer, but instead he was stuck waiting for the next tongue flick and watching Jacob's back muscles ripple as the older man shifted himself closer. Jacob was still holding onto one of Troye's legs and holding Troye's panties aside with his other hand. The sweater Troye wore was growing increasingly hotter, and his hair was beginning to clump with sweat, but he lost focus on that aspect as Jacob's tongue once more began flicking across his rim.

"Yes," Troye whined. "Yesyesyes-" His hips rolled without his permission, but Jacob simply tightened his grip around Troye's leg and nuzzled in further in attempts to actually lick inside Troye's. It was sloppy and wet, and Troye's dick was twitching, constrained against his abdomen by the waistband of his underwear. Troye was babbling incoherently, his thighs trembling in effort to stay still for Jacob, but it became increasingly harder to do so as Jacob's arm released Troye's leg so he could slide a finger into the younger boy, still licking into him so well that Troye felt like crying.

"Don't cum," Jacob instructed, momentarily pulling away from Troye's wet hole so he could speak. He blew lightly on it, prodding his long finger directly against Troye's prostate, and Troye's back arched off of the bed as his legs tried to spread wider, the cuffs tugging painfully against his wrists "Sir, fuck me, fuck me-" "You're not ready," Jacob murmured, and the vibrations that shot through Troye brought tears of pleasure to his eyes. Jacob pressed in two fingers more, licking into him more fervently alongside the digits. Troye's hole was growing so wet, he could feel Jacob's spit dripping down his arse crack onto the pillow beneath his hips.

Troye mouth fell open, and he wailed out, his toes curling against the sheets, "W-wanna cum-" "No." Much to Troye's relief, Jacob pulled his fingers free. The underwear settled back over Troye as Jacob sat up, and Troye gave his Dom a desperate look, "Please... please, sir, I'll be good, I need it. I need to cum." "I'm going to fuck you," Jacob told him, pulling his briefs from his body and letting his large and flushed dick spring free. He tore open his own condom and rolled it onto himself. "But I'm going to fuck you in your panties, slow, and you aren't going to cum until I say you can cum."

"Okay," Troye nodded quickly, sniffling a little as desperate tears spilled over. "I'll be good..." Jacob lubed up and pulled the panties aside so he could position his dick at Troye's entrance, "And no back arching either... with the babies now, you could hurt yourself." That tugged Troye back to reality momentarily, but then his legs were pulled up and wrapped around Jacob's waist as Jacob began to press in oh so slowly, seemingly pressing the breath right out of Troye's body as well,

"Look so fucking good like this, pet, you don't even know. Drowning in my sweater, the socks, your panties, Christ, there's a reason I haven't taken them off of you. I love you naked but you look so good in these." "Oh God," Troye squealed as Jacob finally settled in, pressed deep inside with his balls flat against Troye's arse. "And you're growing bigger with my babies every day," Jacob continued, his voice rough at the feeling of Troye tight around him. He had released the panties, letting them sit against his dick as he held Troye's thighs atop his own.

"Didn't know you'd look so good pregnant. It's a plus, makes me want to fuck you every time I see you. It makes it so hard for me to act civilized, and this outfit... there was no way I could even try." Troye gaped at his Dom, tugging at the cuffs a little. He couldn't grab Jacob's hips or rake his hands down Jacob's back to tell him that he wanted Jacob to move, so he had to struggle to form a logical sentence.

"W-want you to fuck me right now, just move-" Jacob shook his head, but he grunted as Troye rolled his hips, "You said you'd be a good boy. Stay still." And just like he promised, Jacob fucked him slowly, leaning over Troye's baby belly and kissing the sub. Troye was dripping sweat, writhing beneath Jacob and probably bruising up his wrists, but none of it mattered as Jacob's cock continued to drag in and out of him, sensual and precise. He could feel every brush against his prostate, each time Jacob's balls would be flush against his hot and sticky skin, and Troye was sobbing out in pleasure. "Oh God, Sir, please- it's so good, feels so good, I'm going to cum," Troye babbled. "Not yet," Jacob warned, leaning back in to kiss him quiet, but Troye didn't even have hands to grip the base of his dick, which was still tucked inside his panties, to stop himself. His dick twitched against the silk of his panties, spilling onto both them and his tummy as his orgasm rocked through him so intensely that his vision whited out and his body convulsed beneath Jacob, his muscles taunt. Jacob grabbed Troye's hips hard and slammed into him deep, pressing right against the boy's prostate and grunting as he came into the condom.

Troye was still shuddering, and he could feel Jacob holding him up towards the headboard to the best of his ability so his trembling wouldn't make his dislocate an arm or hurt his wrists further. "Oh," Troye whined out as he felt his tight muscles finally loosening. "I said not to cum before I gave you permission," Jacob said lowly. Troye's eyes fluttered open, his face blotchy and red, sweat dripping down his face and mixing in with the tears there, "I'm- I'm so sorry sir you just felt so good inside me and I- I was so horny already and-" "You just won't get to cum next time," Jacob said decidedly, and Troye blinked in surprise. Part of him hoped Jacob would forget, and the other part of him was ready for Jacob to fuck him again, use his body solely for the pleasure of his Dom.

"We need to get you out of these clothes though before you overheat. I think you'll be needing a new pair of panties as well, they're a bit stretched and covered in lube." Jacob pulled out slowly to remove the condom, and Troye whimpered in sensitivity, but then the Dom stripped Troye free of his socks and panties. His touches were gentle as he uncuffed Troye and rubbed at the sore skin there, kissing the growing red marks carefully. He helped Troye out of the sweater as well, brushing Troye's sweaty fringe off of his forehead.

"May I shower?" Troye asked sleepily. It was only the middle of the day, but a good fuck with Jacob always sent Troye into some sort of state, whether or it was subspace or whether it just made him in need of a nap. "I'll help you," Jacob agreed. "You weren't a very good boy at the end, cumming without permission and moving even though I told you to keep still, but you always make very pretty sounds and look so beautiful for me that it's hard for me to stay angry with you." "I'm sorry, sir," Troye rubbed tiredly at his eyes, and Jacob gave him a fond look. "I have a feeling that someone is going to be falling asleep on my office couch as I work." Jacob helped Troye take off his collar so they could shower, and he washed Troye hair and body for him. His hands lingered a bit longer than necessary when they cleaned up Troye's bum, but Troye was sleepy and pliant, leaning against Jacob's chest with his head on Jacob's shoulder. The Dom was most gentle when he carefully rubbed Troye's vanilla body wash over Troye's growing baby bump.

"I like touching my tummy now," Troye whispered. "I like feeling how much they grow. We get to see them tomorrow, don't we? And Luke will be able to find heartbeats this time?" "Mhmm," Jacob murmured, stopping the circles his hands were making so he could just be touching Troye's tummy instead, feeling the warm and firmness of it. "You're close to your second trimester, too. Things are moving so quickly." "I'm ready though," Troye insisted. "Mentally, I mean. I want them. Are... are you?" Jacob was quiet, but then he kissed Troye's forehead, "I will be." "Physically we've got a lot to do," Troye smiled. "They need more clothes, cribs, diapers, we don't even have a room for them yet."

"Well we could use the guest room, it's right across the hall," Jacob suggested. Troye's eyebrows shot up, "But that's the isolation room too." "I don't think the isolation room is liked by either of us, so we might as well make it into something that will actually be of use," Jacob replied, but he removed his hands and directed Troye back under the spray of water. "Now let's get rinsed off, I have some work to do." Once they were both out of the shower and dressed, Troye conked out on Jacob's couch just as the man had predicted. His hands were beneath the new jumper of Jacob's that he wore, cradling his tummy, and Jacob couldn't resist standing from his laptop to cover the beautiful boy up with the quilt that was draped over the back of the leather sofa.

"So we'll be able to hear the heartbeats?" Troye asked, and Jacob was certain that the sub has asked Luke the same question at least five times. "Yes, Troye," Luke laughed, but Jacob gave Luke a raised eyebrow in warning. Troye was simply excited, and with good reason. He loved when Troye was happy and talkative, and he didn't want Luke pointing out Troye's eagerness, because the sub would get all quiet, shy, and blushy. The Dom was only just beginning to put the gel onto Troye's tummy with the ultrasound wand, but Troye's hand tightened around Jacob's in anticipation.

"Do you think they'll be okay? I always take my vitamins, you know that because you always remind me if I forget, and I try to eat healthy and well-balanced meals-" "I'm sure they're perfect in there," Jacob told him soothingly. Troye's heartbeat could be heard over the doppler then, fast and excited, and Luke chuckled, "I don't think I've ever seen you this excited, I always get the shy and quiet Troye. Is he always like this Jacob?" Troye blushed, but Jacob gave Troye's hand a squeeze,

"I love it when he's excited, he's so endearing." Tommy peeked into the room, and Luke glanced over at the boy, "Oh right, yes, I'm supposed to ask if you mind Tommy