After an evening of scrolling through her friend’s baby’s pictures, the reader’s anxiety of ever having children surfaces. Baron soothes her fears… and opens up another possibility.

Pairing: Baron Corbin x Reader (married)

Warnings/Promises: angst, talk of infertility, fluff, SMUT, breeding kink

Word Count: 1700

Note: Had a smidgen of an idea then kept daydreaming about it in class. Figured I better write it down before I fail, so I hope you guys like it! Thank you to everyone who responded to the tag opportunity. If you would like to be added to the list, or any other lists (characters, fandoms) please let me know and I’ll get you for the next fic. My requests are open as well and I’ve got a few ready in the queue. Now please enjoy and don’t forget to let me know what you think!

Baron walked through the door just as you tossed your phone onto the coffee table. It clattered and spun before coming to rest precariously close to the edge. He left his bags by the door and tapped your phone further into the table.

“Who’s done what?” He sat a short distance from you and began to unlace his boots.

“Another one of my high school friends is pregnant. Her husband is blind, so the hospital 3D printed the ultrasound so he could see the baby.” You huffed.

“You’re usually more excited about cool science stuff like that.” He watched your face while you avoided meeting his eyes. “What’s up?”

You bit your lip. Baron waited patiently while you worked out the thoughts you’d never put into words before. “Do you ever feel like we’re behind? Like, we’ve got each other, great jobs, the house. But something is missing and while time is dribbling away you also don’t feel ready? Then what if I am, and.. and then…” Baron calmed your vibrating thoughts by rubbing your thigh. When you were focused enough to think again, you continued.

“It took years for my mother to conceive. My aunt needed surgery to have my cousin. What if I can’t have children?” You sighed and fiddled with the ends of your sleeves. “And what if I do, and then fulfill the curse that all parents face: to put undue pressure on their child?” You looked off into space, talking more to yourself than Baron now. “I’m not sure which is worse. To have the opportunity taken away from you, or to have the gift of creation and screw it up like the rest of your life.”

Baron inched closer to you on the couch. You heard him inhale several times to say something, but nothing made it past his lips. Instead, he wrapped his arm over your shoulder and eased you around so you could bury your face in his chest. If he noticed his shirt was slowly getting wet, he didn’t say anything. Baron held you for as long as you needed as you cried out your fear and frustration. All the while his hand smoothed up and down your back while his chin rested on your head. When you finally pulled back, Baron’s cheeks were wet.

“I didn’t mean to make you cry too,” you mumbled. You reached up and wiped away the tears.

“If you’re hurting, I am too.” He took your left hand and toyed with the diamond on your finger. “We are one after all.” He looked out into the room, not seeing it. “We have time to figure this out,” he said after a minute. “We can start with tests now or later when we’re about ready to start a family. Then, move from there. If everything is good, for both of us, then… great. If not… we’ll find other ventures. Okay?” He looked down at you, lips barely lifted on either side.

“Okay.” You closed your eyes in bliss as he kissed your forehead. “Thanks for listening to me.”

“Hey, it’s what I’m here for. Now,” Baron lifted you as you squealed, “I believe pizza is in order.” He carried you to the kitchen counter. Before he called in the order, he grabbed the ice cream out of the freezer. From your position, you were able to find two spoons. You had dessert first while waiting for dinner.

He watched you intently during dinner. During the game he’d been looking forward to watching, his reactions were delayed and his fingers worried at a hole in his sweats. In bed, he tugged you back to him before you could turn off the side lamp.

“If it’s too soon to be thinking like this, then stop me. Otherwise… do you trust me?”

“Yes, Baron. I trust you.”

He shook his head, satisfied. With a side glance and a glimmer in his eye, he leaned close to your ear. “I know you’re on the pill, but what if we at least pretended to make a baby tonight?” A grin spread across his face as you gasped. “No matter what happens, we’ve got time for me to get in a lot of practice pumping you full.” He ran a finger along your jaw, angling your face up towards his. “Any objections so far?”

“Nu-uh,’ you sighed. Your skin flushed and your lips parted as you found it hard to breathe.

His hand slid down your front to your stomach. “You would look even more beautiful with our child growing inside you. Do you want to try, huh?”

You leaned in, your lips just brushing over his. “Uh-huh.”

Before you could kiss him, he was gone. The sheets were gone. His clothes were gone. Your shorts and underwear were gone. And your breath too when he nipped lightly at the inside of your thigh. You sighed as he breathed warm air over your pussy. Baron heard you and wasted no time before flattening his tongue against you. His hands pinned your hips to the bed, leaving your thighs mostly free to clamp around his head. He braced one arm across your abdomen and reached down to lightly thumb over your clit. You arched with the sparks that shivered through you. One finger, then eventually two, stroked along the outside of your lips before dipping in. He curled them roughly in the spot he knew well, chuckling as you clamped down on him.

“I felt that. But you’re going to need to open up a bit more to take this thick cock. It’s ready to fill you up. Cum for me, Y/N. Show me you’re ready too.” He sped up the movements of his fingers and sucked down on your clit. You screamed his name and dug your heels into his back, trapping his head between your thighs. He continued to move, but slower, easing you down from the blinding high he just gave you.

He crawled up to lay next to you. With a smirk, he wiped away your juices from his face and sucked them off his fingers. Looking down you groaned. His length stood proud against his stomach, the tip an angrier red than usual. Your attention was stolen away as your nipple was tweaked. Baron grinned at you. He continued to work at your breasts. Kneading them. Mouthing over them, then blowing cool air over your nipples. You writhed under his touch, pleading with whines before he positioned himself over you. Licking his lips, he teased his head at your entrance, coating it in your juices. You became impatient and grabbed at his hand to guide him into you. He chuckled and gave you wanted, rolling his hips a little at a time until he was fully sheathed.

You were able to catch two or three quick breaths. Then Baron set a relentless pace, pounding into you. Each time he bottomed out he grunted and gripped the sheets on either side of your hips. Next thing you knew you were on your front and he was shoving a pillow under your hips. He reset the pace, drawing out mewls and cries of pleasure with every deep thrust. The angle gave him the extra reach that sent your walls fluttering. He gripped your hips so his thumbs could rub up and down on either side of your spine. Your cries heightened in pitch, reaching your soundless point as you neared your release. Baron pulled you back to meet his thrusts as he chased his close end too. Your walls tightened, and your vision lightened even as it darkened around the edges. Baron came with a low guttural shout but kept moving, pushing his cum further into you.

He eased you onto your back, repositioning the pillow under your hips. “Think you can handle another? I’m still half-hard.” You moaned something close to a yes. He nodded and rubbed the underside of your thighs. You keened at the soreness already seeping into your body as he pushed your legs back towards your chest.

This time he moved slower. Careful of your sensitivity. Giving you both time to catch your breath. From this new position, you could see how much that last round had worked him up. His skin was bright with sweat and his jaw was relaxed as he breathed deeply. He caught you looking at him and reached down to cup your face. You nuzzled into his touch, closing your eyes in the bliss of the fire rising again in your body. Baron couldn’t keep his hips from jolting forward as you flexed your walls around him.

“Getting impatient, are we?”

You hummed. A smile broke across your face as Baron quickened his pace, though kept it softer so as not to hurt you. You could feel his cock swelling inside you again like it does right before he loses control. He moved to spin hard circles into your clit. You arched further into his touch and cried out his name as you lost control seconds before he did. While your vision returned to normal, Baron rubbed the ache out of your thighs and removed the pillow. He rubbed your lower stomach and then reached down to lightly pinch your pussy lips closed.

“Don’t want to waste anything,” he said with a wink.

“If this becomes a regular thing, I might have to talk to my doc about upping the dosage on my pill.” You wriggled further up into the pillows and Baron followed.

Baron hummed. “If you do, am I allowed to accept that as a challenge?” He nuzzled his nose into the nape of your neck and growled.

“I swear, if you start howling at the moon I’m telling Woods the ABO writers got it right.” You couldn’t help but giggle as he quickly pulled back to pull a face.

“The AB-what writers? And since when do you share our lovemaking with Woods?”

“Never. But he keeps asking me if you get more growly around the full moon.”

Baron’s eyebrow arched in confusion, but he shook his head and the ideas away. He leaned down to your ear instead and placed your hand on his chest before rumbling, “only if it turns my girl on even more.”

With the way you wanted to rub your sore thighs together, it was worth looking into in the future.

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