One-shot Fanfic: NSFW: Benedict x Hugh

TAGS: omegaverse, mpreg, intimate, smut (ion know how tags work)

ANYWAYS This is my first fanfic! oUo enjoy! I’ll update this post with links to wattpad and AO3.

Summary:

Benedict is late to bed and hasn’t seen his husband all day. When Hugh stirs awake, Ben takes the opportunity to spend some quality time with him before calling it a night.  

(Hugh is probably on his 2nd trimester with Alfred rn)

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Midnight…

After a long day of meetings and runarounds, it was finally time to crash. Benedict slid under the plush covers, ready to be consumed by the blankets and bed. He sighed as he took off his glasses , reached over his nightstand and turned off the lamp. When rotating to his left, Hugh laid sound asleep next to him, lying above the covers with his light left on as well.

As Ben carefully reached out for him, he paused, finding himself cherishing how precious Hugh slept: wrapped comfortably in a silk jade robe that was gifted to him. And yes, the lengthy rich gown came with a detachable apron, made specially for Hugh to wear even after the pregnancy.  Instinctively, Hugh cradled his soon-to-be-born child, arms protectively wrapped around the life he was carrying and hands laced lax under his belly. From Ben’s view, he couldn't have looked any more elegant and at peace.

It was draining not seeing his Hugh all day. Unfortunately, it was becoming more routine than ever not to now and waiting until the end of the day like this wasn't going to cut it. But nonetheless, Ben was grateful to at least have this angelic view of his resting love by his side. The sight of Hugh being so subconsciously protective over their child, even while he dreamt, did swell Ben’s heart to the fullest and sweetened his eyes with a smile.

This is all so surreal, he hummed. Smoothing the back of his hand gently over the baby’s home, hoping for a kick. Instead, he felt a strange amount of warmth emitting from Hugh’s belly.

Stunned at first, Ben scanned his eyes over Hugh for anything off putting, but Hugh appeared comfortable and sound as he slept. A sigh of relief left his lips as Ben told himself not to worry. He held one last appreciative gaze for the night, carefully sweeping the sunflower locks off Hugh’s forehead then planted a tender kiss to reach him in his dreams.

And like a fairytale, Hugh gently stirred awake the moment lips met his skin, smiling into his bare shoulder when turning his head to look up at his husband.

“Work late again?” Hugh assumed, yawning. Ben had ignored the question. The answer was yes, but his mind was pondering elsewhere.

“You’re warm.” Ben stated, eyeing Hugh’s bump once more while his hand swirled the silk around the round surface.

Puzzled, Hugh’s brows knitted with a head tilt. “I am?”

Ben confirmed with a nod, “Right where he is,”

Hugh looked past his chest, slightly elevating himself upright against the headboard to examine his belly as well. As he smoothed his hand upwards, Ben slid his hand down Hugh’s open lap, suddenly becoming more awake now. His jaw locked and his fingers curled in when lost in thought, contemplating giving into a craving he’s had all week.

Hugh laughed through his nose, keeping both hands set on top of his belly.

“It’s like a tiny heater,” He sang, gleeful eyes wandering  back up to Ben. “feels nice actually.”

His voice quieted when noticing Ben was no longer focused on the current topic. He caught the vacancy in Ben’s eyes that were no longer peering down at his pregnant belly, but beyond and below. He recognized that fixated gaze and followed it down to Ben’s wandering ring hand. Hugh closely watched as his thigh became exposed when Ben smoothed away the shining fabric. His wide hand held his inner thigh possessively, a thumb gently caressing the most sensitive spot of Hugh’s flushing skin. The only thing going through Ben’s mind was how much he missed Hugh’s trembling thighs squeezing tight around his torso.

Slipping deeper into his lap, a digit wandered in closer to where he really wanted to be, catching Hugh’s breath hitch next to his ear when pressing in teasingly. When he glanced down, Hugh’s face started to brighten that perfect shade of salmon pink he loved. The drumming in Hugh’s chest was rhythmic and loud and his body slowly began to fall into the craving as well.

Instantly, they were both locked in each other’s hungry daze, leaning closely just a breath apart as Hugh widened his legs open like pearly gates. Hugh’s body was now beckoning him and Ben wasted not a second moving in. Lifting up a small fraction of his lounge shirt as a tease, then pulled the front of his pants down, letting his painfully hard cock fling out.

The sight of the girth alone had Hugh heart eyed, cock twitching and tensely clenching the comforter underneath him in anticipation. It was a struggle to keep his knees from locking in as he watched Ben slick himself until it was dripping wet.

“Where do you want me?” Hugh shuddered softly, watching as Ben drew near, closing the space between them. Ben claimed their lips briefly then pulled away, giving his bottom lip a soft peak.

“Stay on your back,” Ben felt Hugh clench onto his loose shirt, his fingers slicking and stretching Hugh nicely before lining up and guiding himself in. He smirked with the most satisfied moan leaving his lips,“I love looking at you.”

Hugh didn’t allow him to get another word out, greedily crashing in and stealing all he could when holding onto Ben’s jaw and locking their lips almost permanently. He wasn’t going to make it easy for Ben, who was already fighting his “other side” that desperately wanted to be balls deep at the hilt fucking him already. But until Hugh communicated otherwise, Ben kept in control; holding down Hugh’s hips so he stayed in place and took his time with slow, deep strokes skating against his prostate.

Hughs legs began to wrap tight around the waist and a sudden cry forced out of him, finally releasing the kiss to gasp for air.

“Ah~!”

Each time the man struck his core, Hugh gradually became more demanding.

“Harder…Again,” Hugh moaned breathlessly into the side of Ben’s temple, searching hands entangled in the tousled mess of Ben’s hair. “Again!” He cried out.

Ben then hooked Hugh’s legs over his arms, keeping him pressed back into the bed. He could already feel a tighter squeeze around his cock when crouched down over him, hips hard pressed against Hugh's round ass. Another cry escaped Hugh the moment he was folded in, his velvet insides pulsing in as he felt the man slam against him harder.

“Oh fuck…fuck me-“ Ben shut him up with another kiss, and catching his bottom lip between his when Hugh would whine for him again.

“Ben…” Hugh shuddered weakly, cross eyed and ascending. He felt Ben pushing his legs farther back until his knees were touching his collar. A sight that successfully sent Ben into a frenzy when seeing Hugh could barely keep his drooling mouth closed. A dark hand suddenly slammed against the rocking headboard, making the canopy pillars knock the wall harder and more rhythmically as he rocked his hip into him. Hugh suddenly felt pressure at the sides of his throat, now pinned at the neck while having his guts thrusted into violently. He couldn’t help but feed into it, obsessed with the feeling of his legs jolting each time Ben took his dick out and rammed it in harder.

“Fuck me!” He cried over and over, biting into his own lip until it hurt and held onto the arm that held him down so he didn’t squirm away.

Ben felt himself getting close to bursting, but  it was too soon for him. Fucking him felt too good to stop now and Hugh was singing his best song yet. He was at a point where he didn’t care how loud they were.

Surprisingly enough for Hugh, being heard was the least of his worries. As greedy as he wanted to be, he knew when Ben was with him like this, he didn’t want change no matter how heated he got.. So Hugh honored that even in the heat of lust and passion. He peered up at the pitch black spreading on Ben’s arm and began reaching up, shaky fingers searching for Ben’s arm to bring it back down to him.

“Hold…hold me.” He pleaded, panting and Ben responded to him with haste. Dismissing the darkness off his arm with one flick then scooped up his lover in a tight embrace as a wordless apology.

A close call, but he kept going. With Hugh still at his ear crying out his name and grasping at his back to ensure wasn’t going to let go. Leaving streaks of purple from clawing in deeply and suckling on his neck leaving more rose colored bruises. With that, Ben was ready, reaching between the two of them to stroke Hugh so he could finish with him.

“Oh fuck…” He groaned, keeping himself buried in Hugh as he came heavily inside him. His cock was still pumping out come after sliding out of Hugh, watching it all spill out of the wide hole he was just in. Hugh held his reddened legs back to see how badly he was ruined, but forgot he couldn’t see much over his baby bump.

“That was amazing…” Hugh smiled breathlessly.

Ben chuckled, pervertedly loving the look and had half a mind to put it back in…so he did. Only because he wasn’t sure if he’ll get another night like this soon.

“We don’t have to go again,” Ben reassured while pulling Hugh’s legs up to his waist again, gazing down at him and his pregnant belly lovingly. “I just want to be like this for a while…” He had admitted. Work really had him desperate,and he might just take more time away from his business in exchange for more of this.

Hugh loosely wrapped his arms around Ben’s shoulders, gazing up at him with a toothy smile.

“Yeah, I don’t think the baby’s looking for a roommate already,” Hugh teased with a wink and on cue Ben rolled his eyes, unable to hold back a chuckle. This is who he married…

“I love you so much.” A content sight left him, turning them both to their side so he could hold him lying down.

Hugh blissfully hummed, unbuttoning the rest of Ben’s pajama shirt indicating he was ready for a round two. “I love you too, Ben.”