Ed’s buried deep in Stede’s ass the first time Stede mentions it. Ed loves listening to Stede ramble while they have sex, loves the sweet and filthy words that fall from his lips while they pleasure each other, and it’s in the midst of one such litany that Stede says it.
“Oh, Ed, fuck that feels so good, I want you to come in me, fill me up with your seed, get me pregnant…”
Ed stops for a moment at that. “Pregnant?” he asks, confused.
“Never mind,” Stede says quickly. “Forget I said anything.”
“No, Stede—“
“ Fuck me , Edward.”
So Ed does, and they both finish, and they fall asleep without talking about it.
The next morning, though, over breakfast, Ed brings it up.
“So listen, about last night…”
“It was excellent, darling.”
“Yeah, it was. I was just wondering…about the pregnant thing.”
“Oh,” Stede says. “That.”
“Yes, that.”
“Oh, Ed,” Stede says, his cheeks turning red as he stares down at his tea. “It’s terribly embarrassing, honestly, we can just pretend it never happened.”
“I’m just curious,” Ed says, reaching out a hand to cover Stede’s. “If that’s something you want to explore more…we can. I just need to know what’s in that pretty head of yours.”
“Well,” Stede says, and he rubs his thumb along the side of Ed’s hand. “You’ve come inside me a fair number of times now.”
“Damn right I have.”
“And sometimes I wonder…what it would be like if that meant something more. If you could get me pregnant with your child. We could pretend…I mean, only if you’re interested, of course. It’s fine if you’re not!”
“Stede,” Ed says, interrupting him before he can spiral. “That sounds hot as hell.”
“Really?” Stede blinks at him.
“Really,” Ed says. “I think I can manage a little pretend. We could try it right now, if you like.”
“Yes, please.”
“My polite gentleman,” Ed says fondly, and he tugs at Stede until he’s sitting in his lap. “Gentlemen have certain responsibilities, don’t they, Stede? Producing heirs?”
“Yes,” Stede breathes. Ed can feel his cock hardening through his trousers.
“And are you gonna let me knock you up, handsome?”
Stede whines. “Oh, Ed. ”
“I take it that’s a yes?”
“ Yes.”
Ed pulls Stede in for a hungry kiss. Stede relaxes into it, opens his mouth wide so Ed can slide his tongue into his lover’s warm, willing mouth. Ed thrusts his hips up into Stede’s, grinding their clothed cocks together as they kiss. Stede moans at the contact, and then he tugs on Ed’s hair, and it’s Ed’s turn to moan. He wraps his hands possessively around Stede’s hips.
“I’m going to fuck you, Stede Bonnet. You’re going to come so hard you see stars, and then I’m going to fill you up with my come and get you pregnant.”
Stede moans again, louder this time, loud enough that Ed would worry about their being overheard if he gave a damn. Instead he pushes Stede gently off his lap so he can move them over to the bed and push Stede down so he’s bent over it, elbows holding him up on the mattress and ass in the air for Ed to admire.
Ed wastes no time unlacing and pulling down Stede’s trousers, running his palms over Stede’s bare, beautiful ass and squeezing lightly a few times, just to hear Stede’s little yelps.
“God, you’re pretty,” Ed says. “You’ll look even better when your stomach’s swollen with my child.”
Stede moans so beautifully at that that Ed can’t wait a moment longer to get inside him. He slicks up his cock with the oil they keep by the bed, and he teases Stede a little by pressing the head up against his entrance but not moving.
“Ed, please,” Stede says.
“Please what?”
“Please fuck me. I want you to come in me. Get me pregnant, please.”
And when Stede begs so prettily, how can Ed refuse? He moves slowly, carefully into Stede, giving the other man time to adjust to the intrusion. Stede’s letting out the most beautiful, breathy moans as Ed gets deeper and deeper, until he’s fully inside of Stede.
“You want this so badly, don’t you?” Ed says as he starts to gently thrust inside Stede. “You want me to breed you, make you mine.”
“Yes,” Stede says. “Yes, Ed, fuck .”
Some nights they like to go hard, to fuck fast and rough and unrelenting. But tonight, Ed can feel, tonight is a night for slow and deep, steady and burning. After all, he thinks as he fucks Stede slowly, he’s getting Stede pregnant. It ought to be an intimate experience.
Ed’s climax builds slowly but inevitably as he moves in and out of his lover, drawing moans and whimpers out of Stede. When he feels himself getting close, he tells Stede.
“Baby, I’m going to come in you. You ready?”
“Yes, Ed, please, get me pregnant, do it, come inside me.”
Ed comes with a shout, thrusting deep inside Stede as he spills his seed inside of him. Stede gasps, and Ed realizes he’s coming, too, completely untouched, so turned on by their shared fantasy and by Ed coming in him.
Ed fetches them rags and cleans them both up as best he can. The sheets are a bit of a lost cause.
“You know,” Ed says, pulling Stede into his arms, “it’s probably a good thing you can’t really get pregnant.”
“Oh? Why not?”
“We fuck so much, we’d have more children than we’d know what to do with.”
Stede snorts, and Ed laughs a full, throaty laugh.
“I suppose you’re right,” Stede agrees. “Thank you. For playing pretend.”
Ed kisses him on the cheek. “It was no trouble at all, my love.”