Time skips....

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He pulls back when you press closer, one warm hand coming to rest gentle on your big swollen belly, thumb brushing soft over the stretched skin. He notices the way your eyes darken, a soft smile tugging at his lips as he leans back in. "Needy again, huh?

"I can't help it,When i have handsome husband"

He laughs soft, that deep chesty rumble you love, leaning in to press a kiss to your swollen cheek before his hand slides lower slow. His dimples show as he grins, breath warm against your neck. "My handsome hands will take good care of you, don't worry, baby."

His movements are slow and careful, one hand always propped under your belly to take the weight off your back as he gently spreads your legs. He presses soft kisses up your inner thigh, looking up at you with warm, dark eyes, and murmurs that he's got you, going slow.

He's extra gentle, his tongue soft and slow, one hand steady on your swollen belly to keep you comfortable. A low hum vibrates against you when you sigh, his free hand lacing through yours, and he doesn't rush a single movement, just focuses on you.

"Oh god there Jungkook"

He hums in acknowledgement, doubling his pace just a little, keeping his pressure soft but firm. His fingers squeeze your hand tight, his eyes never leaving your face as he watches you, memorizing every little reaction you have right now.

He pulls back just for a second, licking his lips soft, and murmurs against your skin that it's okay, he's got you. One hand rubs gentle circles on your belly before he goes back, sucking slow and firm, matching the pace that makes you cry his name.

He doesn't stop, just doubles down, his free hand rubbing slow circles over your belly to keep you comfortable. The room fills with soft, wet sounds and your shaky cries, and he moans soft against you, loving how desperate you get for him like this.

"I'm cumin"

He holds you steady, one arm curled under your back to keep you relaxed, sucking you through your orgasm as you gush into his mouth. He pulls back slow when you finish, pressing a soft kiss to your inner thigh, and wipes his thumb gentle over your over-sensitive skin. "Good girl, that's it."

He crawls up careful beside you, pulling you soft against his chest so you don't strain your belly, and presses warm kisses to your forehead. He brushes sweaty hair back from your face, hand resting gentle over your bump, the baby kicking soft against his palm. "Feel better now, baby?"

"Yes,Now I want you inside me"

He kisses your neck slow, already reaching down to prep you careful, one arm propped behind your back to take pressure off your bump. He nods against your skin, voice thick with want and care. "Okay, baby, I've got you."

He moves slow and steady, one hand never leaving your swollen belly as he shucks his clothes off. He lines himself up careful against you, leaning down to press a soft kiss to your lips first, breath warm against your mouth. "Tell me if it hurts, okay? I'll stop immediately."

"Okay"

He pushes in slow, inch by inch, one hand holding your hip steady while the other rubs gentle circles on your bump. He pauses often to let you adjust, pressing soft kisses to your jaw, waiting until you nod before he sinks the rest of the way in, groaning soft.

"More"

He starts moving slow, deep, gentle rolls of his hips that don't jostle your belly, one arm always curled under your back to support you. He moans soft against your neck, kissing over the stretch marks on your shoulder, his hand still holding tight to yours over your bump.

"You feel like heaven"

He groans against your neck, hips never stuttering their slow, deep rhythm, and squeezes your hand tight over your swollen belly. He presses a warm, wet kiss to your pulse, voice thick with love and pleasure. "You feel so much better, baby. So perfect carrying our kid."

He kisses you back slow and soft, one hand cupping your cheek gentle while his hips keep rolling deep and steady. The baby kicks soft against his palm through your belly, and he smiles into the kiss, swallowing every little soft moan you make against his mouth.

"There ahhhh"

He adjusts his angle just like you ask, moving a little deeper but still keeping the pace slow and gentle, not jostling your heavy belly at all. He presses a kiss to your forehead, breathing hard, his hand rubbing soft circles over your bump as you clench tight around him.

"I love you"

His eyes soften, and he leans down to press a slow, tender kiss to your lips, hips still rolling gentle inside you. He covers your hand over your bump with his own, thumb brushing soft over the kicking baby. "I love you more than anything. Both of you."

"But we are three"

A soft, breathless laugh rumbles in his chest, and he presses a kiss to your swollen belly, both hands curling gentle around the sides. He looks up at you, eyes shining with so much love it spills over. "How could I forget? My three favorite people. I love all of you so much."

He holds you steady, moving slow through your orgasm as you clench tight around him, pressing soft kisses to your neck the whole time. He follows right after you, spilling deep, and wraps both arms careful around you and your big belly, murmuring how good you did for him.

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The room was bathed in a soft golden hue, the curtains gently swaying as the night breeze passed through. The air smelled faintly of lavender and warmth - a calm after the storm of passion they had just shared.

YN lay back against the pillows, breath still catching in her throat, her skin flushed with love. Her body ached in the sweetest way, her growing belly rising and falling softly with every breath. She looked radiant - her hair messy, her cheeks pink, and her eyes heavy with contentment.

Jungkook, bare-chested and still catching his own breath, leaned over her with a kind of reverence in his eyes. His hand supported her gently as he helped her shift comfortably against the cushions.

"Easy, baby..." he whispered, voice hoarse and loving. "Let me take care of you now."

He adjusted the covers over her, careful not to press too hard on her belly. His fingers trailed down her arm, then rested on her bump like it was something sacred.

Then, slowly, he leaned down, placing a soft, lingering kiss just below her navel.

"Did we tire out your mommy?" he whispered against her skin, his voice barely above a breath.

YN smiled sleepily, her hand threading into his hair, caressing his scalp.

Jungkook kissed her belly again, softer this time, his nose brushing lightly along her skin.

"I hope you two weren't embarrassed," he murmured playfully. "Appa and mommy love each other a little too much sometimes."

He chuckled to himself, then pressed another kiss - longer, more intentional.

"Hey... little ones," he whispered as if they could hear every word, "I promise I'll always protect you. Love you. Spoil you more than your mom even wants me to."

YN giggled faintly at that, and he looked up, smiling. But his gaze softened again as he turned his attention back to the bump.

"Appa was a little rough tonight, huh?" he whispered. "But don't worry... I made sure your mommy was okay. She's strong. And so beautiful."

He kissed again, and again - like every inch of her growing belly was worthy of worship.

Then he rested his cheek against it, his hand stroking it gently.

"Sleep now, babies," he whispered.

"Sleep warm in there... You've got the best mom in the whole world."

And with that, Jungkook pulled the covers higher, kissed YN's cheek, and wrapped himself protectively around her body - hands never leaving her belly, his heart never leaving hers.

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