Si woo

I woke up with Ye Jun already grinding against my thigh like he owned the damn thing, his bump pressed warm and heavy into my side. "You owe me another round," he muttered, voice still thick from sleep but sharp enough to cut. "That last one barely counted. My ass is sore but my brain won’t shut up."

I laughed under my breath and rolled him onto his back careful with the bump. "Barely counted? You came so hard you nearly kicked me in the face. Greedy bastard."

He grabbed my hair and yanked my face down to his chest. "Shut up and suck. Tits feel like they’re gonna explode today and it’s your fault for biting them yesterday."

I did not argue. I latched onto his left nipple hard, sucking deep while my tongue flicked fast. He hissed and arched, one hand slapping my shoulder. "Fuck yes like that. Harder Si Woo don’t be a pussy about it." I added teeth, gentle at first then sharper because he kept pushing his chest into my mouth like he wanted marks. His other tit leaked a tiny bit when I switched and that made him groan loud and swear at me.

"Look at you leaking already," I said around his nipple, voice muffled. "Pregnancy making you messy everywhere."

"Shut your stupid mouth and finger me before I change my mind and make you sleep on the couch with your hard dick."

I slid two fingers down between his legs, found him already wet from earlier and pushed in rough. He gasped then started cursing right away. "Three. Add the third you idiot. I can take it." I gave him what he wanted, twisting and curling fast, scissoring to stretch him open while I kept sucking his tits one after the other. He was loud, no filter, moaning and insulting me in the same breath.

"Faster. No not like that you dumbass. There. Yeah right there fuck." His nails dug into my arm hard enough to sting. "Don’t stop sucking. God your tongue feels good but your face is annoying."

I pumped my fingers deeper, hitting that spot over and over until his legs shook around me. The bump kept bumping my wrist every time I thrust and it felt weird but hot at the same time. "You talk so much shit for someone who begged me to fuck him two hours ago."

He laughed breathy and mean. "Begged? I told you to do it before I made you rub my feet. Big difference asshole." Then he yanked my hair again. "Get your dick in me now. Rough. I want to feel it tomorrow."

I pulled my fingers out, lubed up quick and lined up. He was tight but took me easier this time. I pushed in one long thrust until my hips met his ass. "Fuck you’re still so hot inside." I started moving right away, not slow, because he kept snapping at me to go harder.

Ye Jun gripped my shoulders and met every thrust, pushing back greedy. "Deeper. Come on Si Woo don’t hold back like a scared little bitch." I fucked him harder, skin slapping loud, the bed creaking under us. I leaned down and sucked his tongue into my mouth, messy and wet, while I pounded steady. He bit my lip hard enough to hurt then laughed when I growled.

We kept going like that, fast and rough. I changed angles until I found the one that made him yell every time. "There you stupid jerk. Don’t you dare stop." I stroked his dick fast in time with my thrusts, thumb rubbing over the head where he was leaking all over my fingers. His tits bounced with every hard slam and I kept dropping down to suck them raw, pulling the nipples with my lips and biting just enough to make him hiss and moan louder.

"Harder Si Woo. Fuck me like you mean it." He was talking nonstop, voice breaking on the moans. "Yeah like that. God your dick is big but you’re so sweet."

I laughed even while I was balls deep, sweat dripping off me. "Sweet? I’m the one wrecking your ass and you love it." I thrust faster, really letting go, hips snapping hard. The bump pressed between us warm and solid and every time it moved I felt this weird rush in my chest but I pushed it down and kept fucking him rough the way he kept demanding.

He started clenching around me, legs locked tight around my waist. "I’m close. Don’t slow down idiot. Stroke me tighter." I did exactly that, pounding that spot over and over while my hand worked his dick fast. He came first with a loud shout, body shaking hard, spilling hot over my fingers and his own stomach. He clenched so tight around my dick I almost lost it right there.

I kept thrusting through it, slower then faster again because he was still snapping at me between pants. "Don’t pull out yet. Finish inside me you jerk." I sucked his right tit deep into my mouth one last time, biting the nipple while I fucked him through his aftershocks. It only took a few more rough thrusts before I came hard, groaning into his chest as I filled him up.

We stayed locked together breathing heavy, my face buried against his sweaty neck. "Feel better now drama queen?" I muttered.

Ye Jun shoved my shoulder weak but did not push me off. "My ass is definitely gonna hate me later. And my tits feel like someone chewed on them. But yeah whatever it helped the mood." He had that small smirk on his face even though his eyes looked tired. "You’re still an idiot for going so hard when I’m like this."

I pulled out careful and reached for the towel. "You literally told me to go harder every two seconds. Make up your mind."

He snorted and wiped himself quick. "Details. Now get me water before I puke from all the moving around."

We lay there a bit longer trading stupid words. He complained about his back again and I rubbed it while he bitched about my technique like he had not just come his brains out. The usual. He kept one hand on his bump and kept calling me names but his voice got softer after a while. I felt that fear in my gut again about being a dad but it mixed with this warm stupid feeling because he was here and still letting me touch him.

After some time he got up to go to the bathroom, moving slow and wincing. "Don’t follow me. I can piss by myself."

I stayed on the bed scrolling my phone but listening anyway. A couple minutes passed then I heard him curse loud. "Si Woo get in here right now."

Something in his tone made me jump up fast. I walked into the bathroom and found him standing there staring down at the toilet, face gone pale. Blood. Not just a little spot. Red streaks on the toilet paper and more in the bowl, brighter than I expected.

"What the fuck," I said, voice cracking. My stomach dropped hard.

Ye Jun looked up at me, eyes wide and angry and scared all at once. "This is your fault you asshole. We went too rough. I told you my body is fucked up right now but no you had to pound me like that." His voice shook even while he tried to sound mad. "There’s blood Si Woo. Real blood. Not just a little."

I stepped closer but he held up a hand. "Don’t touch me yet. Fuck. What if something’s wrong with the baby? We were just laughing and now this." He looked down again and his face crumpled for a second before he snapped back. "This is why I said we should wait but you and your dick never listen."

My heart was hammering loud in my ears. I wanted to say it would be okay but the words stuck because I did not know. One minute we were messing around insulting each other and coming hard and now he was standing there bleeding and looking at me like I broke everything.

"Call the doctor," I said quick, already grabbing my phone from the bedroom. My hands shook. "Right now Ye Jun. Tell them what happened."

He did not move right away. He just kept staring at the blood then back at me, voice quieter but still sharp. "If something happens to the baby because we could not keep our hands off each other for one damn day I swear I’m never letting you touch me again." Then softer, almost breaking, "Shit Si Woo I’m scared."

I stood there frozen with the phone in my hand, the high from the sex gone completely. All that was left was the mess we made and the fear that this time the jokes would not fix it.

What the hell do we do now?