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New can't look away. His eyes are now permanently glued to Zee. (Pedantically not that much different from how he normally is). Zee who's holding a baby. Zee who's giggling and talking in soft soft tones. Zee who's cooing.
He's not sure if he wants kids, maybe in the future. Now, no. But he could be persuaded. especially if Zee is going to act like this. It's giving him a really awkward boner of the 'I want to have kids with this man' sort of way.
He can't get pregnant, he's a male. With Male body parts. Severely lacking in the body parts needed to procreate. But they could try. New would love it if they tried . Though it's just the awkward horny boner talking. He's definitely not thinking about how Zee could pump him full until he's got a cute little pregnant belly.
He forcibly turns his head away when Zee nuzzles the baby's cheek because he can't. He just can't handle that.
He's unreasonably mad at whoever thought it was a good idea to give Zee a baby. He knows it's their staff - a man who helps with audio for their music videos and shows. His wife just had a baby and he proudly wanted to show it off. He gets it. He really loves his staff and he loves that they want to share. But fuck.
He looks out of the corner of his eye, the baby has one of Zee's fingers in its tiny tiny hand. He has to leave before he does something crazy like jump Zee in a crowd of people or get down on his knees and plead for Zee to have a kid with him. He's also mildly afraid he might steal the baby so Zee could always hold it and look daddy and soft and cuddly and...
He shuffles off to the next room over, P'Aof is typing away on his computer and from a quick glance, it looks like emails. Boring, good.
"How come your not playing Som like the others are?" P'Aof asks without looking up. New plops on the other side of the two-seater couch, kicking off his shoes to curl up into the corner. He half shrugs pulling out his phone. P'Aof grabs his ankle and gives it a quick squeeze. "What's wrong?"
"Why would something be wrong?" He says to his phone.
P'Aof gives him a look, "Where's Zee?"
New feels his face flush almost shamefully, "Playing with Som."
"And you're not because....?"
"Because maybe I'm not a baby person."
P'Aof pinches his ankle and he kicks his leg with his toes in retaliation. "You like kids just fine."
"Not when Zee looks like a dad." New grumbles reluctantly, slouching onto the pillows.
P'Aof pats his leg with a noncommittal sound.
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He makes it through the afternoon mostly because he spends his time in the other room with P'Aof while the others crowd around the kid. Zee is smiling softly as he drives them. Chatting, mostly about the baby, the whole way back to his condo. New answers when needed but mostly just lets Zee chat garrulously.
He kicks off his shoes, toeing them neatly into their spots before plopping on the couch. Zee is still talking as he sits down next to New. He normal is just fine with Zee's chatter, it's soothing in a white noise kind of way. Not that he would ever explicitly ignore Zee but sometimes there isn't a real need to respond and he likes that. Sometimes he doesn't really want to talk, just listen.
But today is not the day. He's pretty sure he's at his limit and something going to give. Probably his dick. He shouldn't be horny seeing Zee so enamored over a baby. But Zee's happiness is wonderful in so many ways. One of them is that a happy Zee is a giving Zee. And fuck is he doesn't love when Zee is giving it to him.
New turns on some random show as background noise before turning to Zee stopping him mid-sentence about how tiny babies are and how cute they look wearing certain clothes. And he's right Baby Som looked adorable in their tiny overalls with dinosaurs.
"Hia."
"Nhu." Zee rebuttals, an air of pleasant happiness still floating around him.
"You need to stop talking about babies." It's not a request like it should have been. It's a demand and he can't even grace Zee with eye contact as he glares at the screen.
"What? Why?" Zee shifts to block New's line of vision, concerned brows furrowed together. "I thought you liked kids?"
"I do." New answers, gulping.
"Then what's wrong?" Zee asks, hand cupping his neck and giving it a gentle squeeze.
New looks down at his lap, his cheeks heating up. He shrugs and puffs out a defiant huff of air, "If you keep talking like that I'll want to give you kids and I can't ."
"You can't because....?"
New glares at him. "I don't have a womb."
Zee nods understandingly. He pushes on New shoulder until he falls back, crawling over him. Leaning in close to whisper against his cheek. "We can try?"
"Try?" New stutters out. Zee's hands sliding under his shirt. He's definitely on board with this.
Zee nips at his jaw, thumbing over his nipples. "Yeah," He breathes, "I could fill you up." Zee hands cups over his stomach, "How many loads do you think you could handle."
New lets out a shuddering breath as Zee rocks into him, fingers tickling his lower belly as they play along his waistband. "You - ahh, Hia."
"Give you so much, have you leaking my cum for days."
New shivers fist tightly in Zee's shirt. Zee licks strip up his neck before sucking just behind his ear. New moans, arching his hips into Zee. "Hia."
"You'd like that wouldn't you." Zee's palm applies slight pressure over his stomach, "Being stuffed with daddy's cum." Zee tugs at his ear with his teeth, and New gives a full-body shudder. "Maybe I'll get you a plug."
New tries to stutter out some words but he's pretty sure that nothing comes to fruition, his mind slowly churning through the information. Zee is down for this as much as he is and it's so fucking hot. Zee's lips are on his, shoving his tongue in his mouth, swiping over his tongue. It's bordering too much but it's just enough as he tries to match it.
Kissing Zee is an experience. Every single time. From the simple touch of lips to whatever they were doing now with tongues and lips and saliva. An experience. It had taken time for him to adjust to it all. Before Zee, he’d kiss his family - in a familial way. He’d had a few random kisses from friends or people he’d tried dating, but those were nothing. Nothing at all compared to kissing Zee.
The learning curve for riding Zee was steep but the plateau is immaculate and worth every moment.
Zee's tongue was sensitive in a way that if New sucked in just right or dragged his tongue over it, he can earn some delicious noises, hands tightening on him and blazing lust glazing over those creamy black eyes.
New easily gets lost in kissing Zee. He was sure that it would be a persistent and prolonged problem. Much like now as Zee pulls away kissing down his jaw and neck to suck at his pulse. He uncoordinatedly grabs at Zee's shoulders as he grinds down on Zee's fingers. Fuck Zee's fingers that pulsing and stretching inside him.
How did he even miss that, to begin with? Stupid distracting kisses.
His calves are still tangled in his pants and Zee still has his clothes on. New tugs at Zee's shirts pulling until Zee shifts enough that he can get it off. Zee's fingers disappear and his pants are yanked off. Thank goodness.
“You're so wet and needy for me, aren’t you baby?” Zee's voice is deep and rumbly and New dick twitches at the sound. He whines, biting his lip as Zee throws his leg over his shoulder pressing the blunt head of cock against his hole. He flutters against it, feeling a drip of precum slide over the rim.
His fingers, blunt nails, into Zee's back as he pushes in. His breath hitches as he arches into the pressure. Zee's hand on his lower back pushing up.
“So perfect, baby.” Mouths at his neck and jaw, muttering praises as sinks further in. “Your body letting me in nicely.”
“Hia.” He gasps as Zee's hips settle against his ass.
“Feel so perfect and right around me, like you were made for me. For me to be inside.” Zee catch’s his nipple between sharp teeth and tugs just enough to have him crying out before he lavs it with a soothing tongue.
Zee's hand cups his belly, thumbing over his belly button as he pulls out, thrusting in slowly. New pulls him up into a messy kiss as the pace begins to pick up.
"You're cute little belly all plump and round with our child." Zee tugs on his other nipple before licking it as well. New whines and pawing at Zee's back. His face feels flush almost too hot for him to open his eyes. "You always glow but it would be so much brighter from the pregnancy."
They're back to kissing because New can't find it in himself to answer any of Zee's statements. Zee's hips are snapping against his. Faster and erratic and it's very apparent that Zee's words are effect New just as much as they're affecting him.
"You look so hot hanging on my dick baby." Zee pulls away enough to throw his other leg up over his shoulder, folding him in half as he slams back in at a new angle. New keens before it flows into a moan. "I'm so lucky that you love me."
"I'm lucky." New mummers between pants, finger tugging over Zee's sweat-damp back. "To have you."
Zee smiles against his mouth, catching his tongue in a deep suck before nipping at his lips. "I'm going to give you so much cum you'll be bloated with it."
New cries out as Zee's fingers dig into his hips, toes curling as his and stomach tenses. "I'll give you and pretty plug to match pretty pretty hole of yours too."
Zee's hand grabs his dick and he shudders, digging his heels into Zee's back so he could arch closer. "So pretty and perfect I love it when you're stretched around my cock. Do you like it too baby?"
New nods floppily. "I like it Hia, please uh uhn."
"Can I come, baby?" Zee asks his hand stroking New dick faster, hips snapping erratically. "Can I come inside you?"
"Hia." He shudders and tenses and Zees hand feels just right on his dick and his dick rubs inside him in all the right ways and he's coming. Fingers catching on Zee's back as he cries out. He can feel it spurt up and hit his chin, rolling down his shoulders from the angle.
Zee licks at the pearls of cum rolling down his chest as he lowers New's legs down to his waist. Zee makes a hickey right under the dip of his clavicle, balls slapping agist his ass.
"I thought you were going to stuff me full?" New teases lightly, it turns to a hiss as Zee bites his pec. "Please fill me up, daddy."
Zee groans, hands clenching around his waist as he feels the warm cum coat his insides. "I'm serious about the plug," Zee comments a few beats later when he's calmed from his orgasm.
"How would I leak cum for days if I'm plugged up?"
Zee groans and burry his face in New's neck. New pats him consolingly. "Let's see how the rest of the evening goes and we'll take more about the plug later."
"How do you want the rest of the evening to go then?"
"I was promised 'stuffed' so let's see how many you can give me before I can't handle anymore." New hums, shifting around to get more comfortable. "Let's start with four. more"
"Four." Zee huffs a laugh before kissing New's cheek. "So needy."
"You wouldn't have me any other way."
Zee just hums in agreement giving a slow roll to his hips.