Anonymous Sun 15 Sep 2024 13:53:21 No.69172302 Report

>>69172269
Something cute with Anon and Fang.

Anonymous Sun 15 Sep 2024 13:53:24 No.69172303 Report

>>69172269
anon making some sandwiches for pregnant fang and hugging and cuddling her

Anonymous Sun 15 Sep 2024 15:40:43 No.69174882 Report

>>69172302
>>69172303

>Now that she's this far along it's getting really tough for her. I smile as I load up the sandwiches she almost had to beg me for. A full package and a half of some store bought sandwich meat between the six things. I can't imagine I'll get a taste of even one of them. Not that I mind.
>I pick the plate up and move into the living room as my extremely moody, extremely pregnant and extremely vulnerable wife sits cross-legged on the couch, pillow in her lap being hugged tight enough to pop it. Disheveled hair, tired eyes, baggy tee. She points her eyes at me and I see a twinkle inside of them.
>I slide in next to her and don't even get the plate down fully as she's on top of them. Almost inhaling the things as she goes. Muffled words are sent my way, forward and no-nonsense.
>"Thanks." I barely can make it out as the s turns into an M and PH.
>I lean back and motion for the remote, now unguarded as she's too busy wielding sandwich akimbo. I'd chance a cuddle but I know better than to get between the ptero and her food. If I want to keep all ten digits I'll wait.
>Yet it seems I don't need to. In a flash I find her head pressed into me, hard. Before I can react much I find her crying loudly into me. Mouth still full of food. As she finally swallows and manages to speak I start to snake an arm around her shoulders.
>"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to yell..." I just warmly hug her as she guiltily mashes her damp face into me, hiccuping.
>"I just-"
>I cut her off, running my hand up and down her back as I set the remote down, using my other to guide her into me fully. "Shhh. It's okay."
>In a flash she's into full-contact. One assurance and she's pretty much in my lap. I smile as she desperately snuggles in, as if my body heat was life itself.
>As I tuck her in and get her fully settled I notice her pull her head back a bit. Pointing her big wet eyes up at me. I smile and stifle a laugh as I note exactly what she's asking.
Cont one more.

Anonymous Sun 15 Sep 2024 15:46:57 No.69175003 Report

Quoted By: >>69175017 >>69175039 >>69175179

>>69174882
>She uses her face to gesture, hands busy holding my back. Her eyes fire from me to the plate, a sandwich still resting on it. I sigh in humor and free a hand to reach over to it.
>It's a struggle, maneuvering around her when she refuses to budge an inch but I get it done. I pass the thing from one hand to the other as I free that one as well and do as she begs. I hold the sandwich in front of her mouth as she eats it.
>It's gone in a few bites. As I settle in for some gentle cuddling I hear her pipe up.
>"Is there any more?" I take a deep breath and peck her on the crest.
>"Course. Here I'll-"
>"No." The spoiled princess refuses to be let go.
>Before I can protest she peeks back up at me, pleading again.
>"Carry me."
>I don't hesitate, one arm under her legs and up we go with a small "eep"
>I have to take extra care not to slam either of us into the doorway or walls as I waddle us to the kitchen but I make it, setting her down right in front of the fridge.
>Looks like it's a no go on that fixing her any more food. She just goes ahead and helps herself to the packaged meat raw, no bread nor fixings. I sneak around her and open the freezer, preparing to go for some nugs as well. Well aware of exactly what she's going to say the moment she pulls from the fridge.
>By the time I've got the oven set and cookie sheet out I turn to find her fiddling her hands in front of her. Here it comes.
>She asks, "Can we make some nuggets?" I smile wide and step aside showing her I'm already a step ahead.
>Before I can react she's planted her snout right into my mouth. I can still taste the sandwich meat as we kiss. I laugh into her mouth as she desperately kisses into me. In a flash she's off and back to the couch, mood light and airy again. I can't help but swell as I watch her plop back down, beaming from ear to ear, crumbs all over her face.

Fin.

See ya tonight, /snoot/.