CH 26: Here You Go

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Fon chuckled, "The redness of your neck kind of makes it look like that," Mew remembered that Gulf had made marks there and he instantly glared at his husband. Gulf was sitting there, smiling proudly. Like this had no effect on this shameless man. Mew closed all the buttons. Fon pinched his cheeks as she found this adorable. "So, when are you two planning on having a child?" Fon asked. Mew looked at his smirking husband and remembered that he was already pregnant.

Gulf snickered. He had something in his mind and Mew knew that he shouldn't tell Fon directly and wait for his husband. In this whole situation, Mew had forgotten about the peanuts. Mommy is sorry that he forgot about you na~ Please don't be mad at me. I love you, Mew mentally apologized to the three swimming peas in him.

"Do you really want to see Doughnut's abs disappear?" Gulf pretended to pout. He was acting like he didn't want those abs to disappear. Like he already had not planted his seeds in him already.  Mew gave him his death stare. Like they're not going to disappear in some months. If not for our peanuts, I would kill their daddy before this belly even grows, Mew thought. March saw the change of expression on Mew's face but he was too stupid by nature to understand. Fon gasped, "Mewie has abs? Can he build them again after giving birth?" She could not help being amused.

"So tell me when do you want to see your grandkids?" Gulf asked again. They want it or not they will have to see three grandkids in eight months anyway. All thanks to their lovely son, Mew rolled his eyes internally. He could not understand why was his husband beating around the bush. "It would be appreciated for you two to give us grandchildren before we leave this world for the better or for worse," March dramatically remarked. Fon squinted her eyes at him. "What?" March asked. "Old man! You'll only leave this world for the better," Fon replied. Gulf chuckled at this stupid old couple. Gulf reminded his lovely mother, "If he dies, you will be the one to cry the worst."

Mew was just silently listening to all these words. He did not know what was Gulf playing at but he did not want to ruin it, so he kept his mouth shut and let his husband take the lead. Fon shrugged and then stuck out her tongue to her husband and son before hugging Mew close. "You're disowned, Gulf. From now on Mew is my only son." Fon said, irritated. "But Mew is my husband! That still makes me your son somehow," Gulf made an imaginary toast. March chuckled at this stupidity. He always wondered where his son got this stupid yet savage nature from. Unnoticed by him, but Gulf got this from March's genes itself.

"Okay, seriously, tell me when do you want to have grandchildren?" Gulf asked. This time there was a seriousness in his tone. Fon thought for some time. "The sooner the better," Fon replied. "Why so?" March asked. Fon sighed, "I want to play with them and take care of them before I lose my strength to old age." March just nodded. He knew that further questioning could lead to a big fight as his wife wasn't in the mood to talk with him already.

Gulf just smiled at them. He wished he could have that long-lasting love too. Mew was just sitting quietly hugging Fon. Fon would pat his head or back, or she would play with his hair. Mew just let her be, he liked it. Mew's mother used to do the same whenever he could not sleep because of a nightmare or was upset about something. Gulf liked this scenery.

Gulf continued his game. This man was still not done with his stupid question and answer question. "But how do you know Mew is Doughnut?" Gulf suddenly changed the topic. Fon frowned, "Why? Do you not want me to know?" Gulf shook his head, "No. But I just want to know how do you know since I never told you," Gulf had curiosity in his eyes. But Mew, this guy just wanted to sleep. "Your stupid father told me today. He just blurted it out of nowhere" Fon puckered her lips.

Gulf glared at his father. But March was already looking elsewhere, avoiding his son's eyes. Not sure about anything else, but Gulf did have his mother's soul-piercing glares.

"And how did you know about Mew being a hermaphrodite?" Gulf asked again. This time, it could not be his father as even March did not know about this. Off would not tell them because they had told him that they themselves would tell about this to the old couple. Fon replied, "When Mew was staying with us, he seemed a little sick. So, I checked his medical history from his childhood and teenage. You know, to find if he had some serious illness at an early age. But it didn't have anything serious. The only thing was a paper from his birth time? It said that he is one."

Mew's lids were getting heavier. He could drift off to dreamland any moment. He gathered his hands from around Fon and tried sitting straight. Mew called for Gulf, "Hubby~ I want to sleep." Mew made grabby hands towards Gulf. Gulf got up and walked up to where Mew was sitting. Mew tried standing up but almost tripped. He was too sleepy. Gulf was quick to catch him.

"Do you want me to carry you?" Gulf asked his sleepy wife sweetly. Mew nodded and put his hands around Gulf's neck. Gulf somehow bent down and picked Mew bridal style. "I'll be back, just wait here," he asked of his parents. They just nodded. Gulf proceeded towards the stairs.

***BEDROOM***

Gulf put Mew on the bed gently. Mew stretched his body on feeling the cold and soft mattress under him. "Sleep now. I'll ask mom and dad to stay here tonight, then we can tell them about it together tomorrow," Gulf said before kissing Mew on his forehead. Mew puckered his lips, "Be quick, I want my favorite pillow." Gulf pecked those puckering lips in front of him and left.

***LIVING ROOM***

"Why don't you two stay for tonight?" Gulf suggested. "No, it is okay. We'll leave now," March said. Gulf had to stop the two for the next morning. He was still to tell them of Mew being pregnant and Mew was asleep. He didn't want to tell them alone. He wanted Mew to be with him when he gave his parents the news. "But it's late already. And you don't seem to be with your driver," Gulf pointed out. Fon was in too much hurry earlier to wait for a driver. She made March drive them here because she wanted to reason with her son and she was pissed. March didn't want to anger his wife more. Fon was like a time bomb that would blast every time she was extremely pissed.

"It's fine. Your old man's sight is not that bad yet," March said. "But Mew wanted you both to stay tonight. He just told me he wanted to have breakfast with you both tomorrow," Gulf used his master card. "We're staying. My clothes are still in the same room, right?" Fon agreed in not more than a second of hearing Mew's name. Gulf knew that using Mew's name would make Fon do even the impossible. He just chuckled. "And if you want I can give you some of my clothes, dad," Gulf offered. March declined saying, "Nah! I'm fine as it is."

Gulf sighed, "See, old man, I am almost thirty and I don't want any siblings. So, control yourself." Fon asked Gulf, "Get him something to change into or give me another room." March suddenly turned to a puppy, "Okay... get me a shirt and a lower."

March and Fon went to their designated room and Gulf returned to his room.

***GULFMEW BEDROOM***

When Gulf returned, Mew was already awake. "I'm sorry, it took time to convince them," Gulf apologized. Mew stretched his arms towards Gulf, asking for a hug. Gulf sat beside him and hugged him tightly. "I love you," Mew said. Gulf smiled, "I love you too, Doughnut."

Gulf laid Mew on the bed again. Mew won't shut his eyes again. Gulf started taking Mew's clothes off. "What are you doing?" Mew asked as he looked at Gulf. Gulf smiled, "Just helping you change clothes. You seem tired." Mew just nodded. "I'll get your clothes," Gulf said getting up from the bed. Mew held his wrist, "Don't. I want to sleep just like this." Gulf smiled and took off his own clothes and lay beside Mew.

Mew put his head on Gulf's chest, his favorite pillow. He was doodling on Gulf's chest, he couldn't sleep anymore. "Sleep, Doughnut," Gulf said with his eyes closed. Mew put his chin on Gulf's chest and looked at him. "I don't feel like sleeping anymore," Mew pouted. "Stop pouting, you're making me hard," Gulf said while looking at Mew. Mew hovered Gulf and started kissing him all over. Gulf smirked, "You really want to do it?" Mew nodded once and captured his husband's lips again.

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Gulf switched their positions and hovered Mew. "I won't overdo it. Promise," Gulf said before he dived in to complete the unfinished artwork on Mew's chest. Gulf's hands were all over Mew's beautiful body. Mew was a moaning mess under him, unaware that the elderly couple was in the room beside theirs. Gulf parted Mew's legs wide and settled between them. He was peppering Mew's stomach with soft and light kisses as their peanuts were supposedly there.

"Daddy loves peanuts so much na," Gulf smiled caringly at the abs that would soon disappear. Mew smiled and propped up on his one elbow. And by the other hand, he pulled Gulf into another heated sloppy kiss. Gulf reciprocated Mew with the same intensity and love. Mew broke the kiss to throw his head back in pleasure. Gulf had entered Mew's boxers and was pumping his hardness slowly. "Get rid of those!" Mew said between moans. Gulf threw both their boxers somewhere on the floor.

Gulf kissed the tip of Mew's junior before parting his lips to take it in. Mew moaned as he felt the end of Gulf's throat touch his own tip. Gulf started to bob his head up and down making Mew moan at the top of his lungs already. This was how Gulf would distract Mew whenever he was about to stretch him. Gulf was sucking Mew's length whole when he entered two fingers straight into Mew. Mew jolted at the feeling and moaned into the void.

Gulf started moving his fingers in and out. "You're so warm, Doughnut," Gulf said as he left Mew's hardness and kissed his lips. Mew could do nothing more than humming. After a while, Gulf pulled out his fingers and Mew whined. Gulf pressed his lips on Mew's as he entered him inch by inch. Gulf hit Mew's spot in an instant and Mew rolled his eyes at the feeling while moaning loudly. By now, even Gulf forgot that his parents were in the next room itself.

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*NEXT MORNING*

Mew was sleeping on top of Gulf, naked. Gulf was already up but didn't move as he did not want to disturb his peanuts and their mommy. Gulf just massaged Mew's butt cheeks or played with his hair. Mew slowly stirred up. "Good morning mommy Doughnut," Gulf greeted the mother of his children. Mew smiled at the first sight of his morning, Gulf's flawless face with the loving smile. He greeted back, "Good morning my peanuts' daddy Glaze." And then, Mew pecked Gulf on his lips. They smiled at each other, not aware of the world around them.

"I love you hubby," Mew said and put his head down on Gulf's chest. "I love you more, Doughnut," Gulf said placing a kiss on his wifey's fluffy hair. "For how long are you two gonna be that lovey-dovey?" they heard a stern voice from the door. The two turned their heads to look who it was. "MOM! WHAT THE FUCK!?" Gulf said as he gathered Mew in his arms. Good thing, they had quilts covering them or else Fon would have a nice view of the two naked men one on top of the other. Mew dug his face in Gulf's chest out of embarrassment. "Get down quickly, I'm making the breakfast," Fon said before leaving them alone.

"Does this mean... you left the door unlocked? Gulf! what if we didn't have the quilt on us?!" Mew hurriedly got off the bed and hissed from pain in his lower back. "But we were covered, so don't worry," Gulf said sitting up. Mew just stormed off to the bathroom, hissing with every step. "Looks like I overdid it," Gulf said to himself, rubbing his nape and then chuckling. "I heard that chuckle, you idiot! No SuppaAss for you for a week now!" Mew yelled from the bathroom. Gulf chuckled again at this remark. "Two weeks now!" Mew yelled again. Gulf shut up. He had to plan how to get Mew now, he couldn't take this punishment for two damned weeks.

***DINING TABLE***

It was visible on March's face that he didn't have a good night's sleep. "What happened to you, dad?" Mew asked. March glared at him. Mew diverted his eyes somewhere else. Fon and Gulf brought the breakfast to the table. The two couples sat in pairs.

"Why do you two look like you didn't sleep?" Gulf asked his parents. Fon sighed, "Because we didn't." "Why?" Mew asked worriedly. "Don't you show consent, you punk! Who the hell moans that loud, huh?" Marched said in a raised voice. Mew blushed and Gulf just chuckled lowly. "You too! You bastard, your groans weren't silent either!" March added. Gulf was still shameless and smiled through it. If only they had overheard them before Mew got pregnant, they would probably have to listen to Mew's screams. Ever since they found out of Mew's pregnancy, Gulf has been going much easier on his Doughnut.

"What did you two have to tell us that you made us stay?" Fon asked changing the topic. Gulf smiled like a fool. He kissed Mew's cheek, "I'll be back in a bit." Mew understood what Gulf was about to do and smiled too.

Gulf returned with a file in his hands. "What's that?" March asked. "Have a look at it yourself," Gulf said as he placed the file in front of them. Fon took the file and opened it. Her eyes were wide. "You went that harsh on Mew last night knowing that he's pregnant!" she yelled at Gulf. Mew intervened, "He didn't go harsh on me. It's just- just that..." Mew didn't know how to talk about such a thing so casually. "Just what?" Fon asked. "We like to make it loud, satisfied? Now stop embarrassing my Doughnut," Gulf said and hugged the blushing Mew close. "The audacity this man has!" March dropped his jaw at his shameless son. "What are you so surprised about? It comes from you only!" Fon snapped at March.

"So for how long have you been pregnant?" Fon asked, still looking at the ultrasound report. "Five weeks," Mew answered. "And just how many dots are there? I can't understand" March said. He was looking carefully at the scan but couldn't count how many peas were there in total. "Three" Gulf smiled. Fon got up and hugged Mew tight. "Hey! what about my hug? I did a great job in getting us triplets too!" Gulf whined. Fon laughed, "Of course! Come to mom." Gulf joined the hug. March was completely ignored from the family hug.

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