Prompt: What about an Mpreg?

Warnings: Mpreg. And Smut. Idk if any of you are uncomfortable with this. If you are then just wait until the next one. :)

Requested by: GreciiaOrozcoo(Cutie;))

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Third Person

It wasn't supposed to happen. It was the last thing that they ever expected. It never even came with a warning. Both boys still don't know why now, but they're glad. Don't understand? Let me roll back a few months.

8 Months Back

"Luke, do you want babies someday?" Ashton asks his boyfriend, looking up at him from where he's cuddled into his chest. Luke looks down, smiling at his adorable boyfriend.

"Of course. I would love to have babies." Luke smiles, kissing Ashton's head.

"When?" Ashton asks, tracing little patterns in Luke's shirt.

"When we get married." Luke says, tightening his grip on Ashton's waist.

"When're we getting married?" Ashton asks, innocently staring into Luke's eyes.

"When I propose." Luke answers, never getting tired of Ashton's question game.

"And when're you gonna do that?" The older boy asks, eyes hopeful.

"When it happens." Luke answers, making Ashton pout. Luke leans down, kissing the pout off of Ashton's face.

"I love you." Ashton says, touching Luke's lip ring with his finger.

"I love you too, cuddle bug." Luke kisses Ashton sweetly, cupping his cheeks. Ashton giggles, making Luke's stomach flip.

Ashton giggles are from the devil.

Ashton wraps his arms around Luke's neck, the blond flipping them over so that he's straddling the shorter boy. Luke kisses him deeper, wanting every single inch of Ashton. He bites down on Ashton's lip, making him gasp. Luke takes this moment to slip his tongue inside Ashton's mouth. Ashton sucks on it, tasting the chocolate cake they had earlier. He giggles again, Luke going mad. He experimentally grinds down on Ashton, making him let out a groan.

"When was the last time we did it?" Ashton asks, pulling away. Luke thinks for a moment, shocked for a minute.

"'Bout a month ago." Luke answers, making Ashton whine.

"Too long." Ashton shakes his head, pulling Luke down to kiss him again.

"I agree." Luke mumbles against Ashton's lips, grinding down on him again. Ashton whines, pulling Luke impossibly closer.

"Less clothes, more skin." Ashton breathes, tugging on Luke's shirt. Luke quickly rips off his and Ashton's shirts, trailing hot kisses down Ashton's jaw, neck, chest, and stomach. The smaller boy whines, his skin tingling wherever Luke is touching him. This is a regular thing really. It's starts off completely innocent-with the exception of a few sneaky touches. But they're both filled with so much want-mostly need-that no matter what the intentions are, it turns very dirty, very fast.

It's as if they both crave the other's skin, thinking that they'll die if they don't touch it, kiss it, lick it, paw at it, any type of contact really. They both have the control-the power-to make the other feel on fire, singeing with the slightest touch. Fingertips are all it really takes to create a puddle of Ashton, or Luke.

Ashton tugs on Luke's skinny jeans, obviously wanting the tight-seemingly dangerous to his circulation-material off of his boyfriend. Luke leans up and kisses Ashton one last time before he-painfully slowly-pulls his pants off, leaving him in a pair of-unsurprisingly-Ashton's boxers. Luke notices the slightly annoyed look on Ashton's face.

"Sorry?" Luke apologizes, obviously insincere.

"You're lucky I think it's hot." Ashton smirks, grabbing Luke's-undeniably cute-bum, kneading softly. Luke leans into the touch, mewling. He pecks Ashton's nose, making the older boy giggle. Even in such a dirty vibe, Ashton's always the cutest little thing on the planet. He's always had that charm. Ashton's always been a bit timid and shy about things like sex. He's always been a bit more innocent than Luke. But that doesn't mean he doesn't like it hard and rough sometimes. Ashton can get naughty whenever he pleases. It drives Luke crazy honestly. It's the way Ashton just looks so innocent but acts so bad.

Luke kisses down Ashton's chest, leaving marks in a wild pattern. Ashton whines, pressing against Luke. The younger smirks, grinding down on Ashton, loving the beautiful sounds he's making. He trails his hands down Ashton's chest, stopping at the button of his jeans. He looks up winking, making the older boy groan. He leans down, licking around the waistline, making Ashton become impatient. Luke chuckles, pushing his hips down when he starts to buck them. He unbuttons Ashton's jeans, pulling them down painfully slow. Ashton whines, having no patience whatsoever.

"Calm down. I've got you." Luke whispers in Ashton's ear, biting on the lobe. Ashton gasps, Luke's hand trailing down the elder's body, gently starting to palm him through his boxers. Ashton let's out a drawn out moan, threading his fingers in Luke's hair. Luke sucks and bites all over Ashton's neck, causing the boy under him to press against his body. Ashton's mind has gone fuzzy and the only thing he is fully aware of is LukeLukeLuke. He always gets like this; his mind clouded with lust, his body taking control, totally whipped. If the room was burning, he wouldn't even notice.

"Luke, please." Ashton whines, pulling on Luke's hair. Luke smirks, knowing exactly what he's doing and exactly what Ashton wants. But he's a tease. And he thinks it's fun.

"What is it, Ash? Use your words, baby." Luke whispers, running a hand through Ashton's, slightly wet from sweat, hair.

"Do something." Ashton pulls at Luke's hair, eliciting a small moan from the older boy.

"Something like this?" Luke purrs, reaching his hand in Ashton's boxers, lightly stroking his hard member.

"More." Ashton gasps, tingles filling his body from just the slightest of contact.

"What's the magic word?" Luke asks, suddenly clenching his fist on Ashton's dick.

"Fuck!" Ashton moans, throwing his head back, arching his body to the curve of Luke's.

"That's not the magic word." Luke smirks, whispering in Ashton's ear, biting on his needy boyfriend's neck, pulling his hand completely away from Ashton.

"Please." Ashton whines, reflecting so much want, so much need. He needs Luke to touch him. It doesn't matter where, just anywhere-preferably his dick.

Luke gives in, pulling Ashton's boxers down with his teeth, his pretty, hard member springing free and slapping against his stomach. Luke throws the clothing across the room, Ashton breathing a sigh of relief. Luke leans down, kissing all around the base of Ashton's dick. The elder groans, tugging on Luke's hair. Ashton pulls on the waistband of Luke's boxers, the elastic slapping against the taller's skin. Luke pouts and Ashton winks. Luke tears off his boxers, his own erection springing free, happy at some relief.

Luke wraps a firm hand around Ashton, pumping slowly. Ashton groans, breath hitching. Luke smirks, leaning down and kitten licking the tip. He swirls his tongue around the head, lightly sucking. Ashton let's out a cry of pleasure, grabbing a fistful of Luke's hair. The blond moans at the feeling, sending vibrations up his love's dick.

Luke takes all of him in his mouth, the head hitting the back of his throat. Ashton nearly screams at the much needed contact he has lacked for a while now. Luke bobs his head, pumping with his hand also. Ashton's just done. He's so far gone that he's on a planet so far off that NASA hasn't even discovered it yet. He's pretty sure that he's being too loud, but he could give a damn less. He's experiencing one of the best blowjobs of his life. Luke sucks harder, making Ashton yell out his name. He pulls away, Ashton letting out a very disapproving noise.

Luke reaches into the bedside table, grabbing the lube. He tosses the bottle on the bed, leaning up and kissing Ashton with force.

He skips the condom.

Their hips collide, providing sweet friction to their bare members. They moan in each other's mouths, grabbing and rubbing the other's skin. It's as if they can't get enough contact. Ashton's breathing becomes unsteady, Luke pulling away, grabbing the lube. He generously coats his fingers, not wanting to hurt his love, being that they haven't done this in a while. He kisses Ashton soothingly, rubbing his finger against his hole, trying to get him to relax.

Eventually, he does relax and Luke looks for the okay. He gets it-a very fast head nod-and slowly slips a finger in. Ashton scrunches his nose, trying to ignore the slight burn. When it's all the way in, Luke give him a moment before he curls his finger, eliciting a gasp from the boy underneath him. He starts to pump in and out, watching as Ashton starts to bleed into the pleasure state. He lightly grabs at the sheets, biting his lip. It drives Luke crazy. He loves watching Ashton slowly fall apart. The way his lips turn red from all the kissing and biting, the way his moans and gasps sound when they roll off the wall, when in the end he looks totally fucked out, it's amazing.

When Ashton starts to rock his hips back on Luke's finger, the younger brings another finger into play. He slowly rubs it against the hole as somewhat of a warning sign, gently pushing it in along side the other one. Luke rubs Ashton's hip with his spare hand to distract him from the pain. Ashton adjusts quickly, wiggling his hips around to get more. Luke notices, giggling, thrusting his fingers in and out of the whimpering boy. He scissors them, stretching Ashton's tight walls open.

"You're always so tight, baby." Luke trails kisses and bites along his boyfriend's collar bones, pumping his fingers in and out of him.

Ashton thrusts down, fucking himself on Luke's fingers. He's swearing and sweating and his lips are red and sore and he's in another state of mind. Luke watches, amazed by the simplicity it takes to get Ashton like this. He adds a third finger, drawing a long moan from Ashton. Luke thrusts his fingers harder, brushing against his lover's prostate, making the older gasp.

"Fuck me. Now." Ashton demands, threading his fingers in Luke's hair. He pulls him down for a long, hard kiss, savoring the taste of his boyfriend's mouth.

"You sure, baby?" Luke asks, earning a frantic and needy nod.

"Please. I need you," Ashton whines, the desperate need to be filled up overwhelming. Luke wastes no time in grabbing the lube, pouring a generous amount of it into his hand, slicking up his cock. He positions himself at Ashton's hole, pushing the tip in and taking it back out. He repeats this until Ashton claws at his back, most likely leaving marks. He pushes it in halfway, stopping to let Ashton adjust.

He peppers kisses all over his face, trying to distract him from the pain. Ashton breathes deeply, focusing on relaxing. Of course, the burn will never compare to the first time. Ashton remembers how he cried his first time, the pain being almost unbearable. They went slow and Luke was so sweet. Luke pushes in some more, finally bottoming out. His hips are pressed nicely against Ashton's thighs-which he's always loved. He loves how soft and milky they are. He loves when he can mark them up and squeeze them and touch them and own them. They're fucking gorgeous.

"Move." Ashton moans, digging his nails into Luke's neck. Luke checks to make sure he's okay, rubbing the smaller boy's cheek. Ashton bites his lip, nodding his head, Luke leaning down and placing a gentle-the most gentle this whole night-kiss to his lips.

Luke eases out carefully before slamming back in, knowing that's how Ashton loves to start. Ashton moans, sucking in a sharp breath. Luke has to control himself from not just going faster because the warm, tight, heat of Ashton's hole is so fantastic surrounding his untouched dick. They're already so blissed out and they've barely started.

Luke keeps his thrusts at a steady pace, using all the strength he has to hold himself up. He'd rather not crush Ashton with his body weight. Ashton, however, could give a shit less. The feeling of Luke's member sliding against his tight walls has him on a balancing ball, juggling all of these feelings and trying not to fall over. And, right now, that's turning out to be almost fucking impossible.

"God, Ashton, you feel so good." Luke moans, sucking his lip ring between his teeth. This provides yet another turn on for the boy pressed against the mattress. He needed this so bad. Luke pulls out, slamming back in repeatedly. Ashton fists Luke's hair, letting out a strangled moan. It's when Luke's brushes against a certain spot that Ashton's screaming.

"Right there. God, Luke, right there." Ashton's nearly crying, soaking up every movement his boyfriend is making inside of him. Luke pounds into that spot, making Ashton see stars. Ashton sucks his bottom teeth in between his teeth, trying to not be so loud.

"Ashton." Luke breathes, feeling a certain stirring in his stomach. He's close, but so is Ashton. The shorter boy is letting out little grunts and whines, so close to letting go.

"Lukey, I'm so close." Ashton breathes, chest rising and falling at a alarmingly fast rate.

"I know, baby, me too." Luke nods, reaching down and taking Ashton in his hand.

"Fuck." Ashton moans, Luke pumping in time with his thrusts. Luke leans forward, kissing Ashton, hard. Ashton kisses back, meeting Luke's thrusts half way, sending shockwaves into both boys' bodies.

A few more thrusts is all it takes before Ashton is coming hard, soaking his and Luke's chest's. The feeling of Ashton clenching around him sends Luke into overdrive, coming with a low groan, filling Ashton up. They both ride out their orgasms, breathing extremely hard. They're trying desperately to find some sort of reagular breathing pattern, they pull apart, Luke pulling out.

Luke collapses next to Ashton, the smaller boy cuddling up to him, despite the cum still splattered all over the place. Luke wraps his arms around Ashton's waist, kissing his head. Ashton sighs, looking up at a exhausted Luke, kissing him with love, laced with passion.

"I think that was the best sex we've ever had." Luke breathes, pulling away.

"I agree." Ashton nods, giggling at the smirk on his boyfriend's face.

"I love you." Luke grazes a finger over Ashton's cheek, staring at him with so much admiration it would make a flower child sick.

"I love you too." Ashton pecks Luke's cheek, falling asleep with his boyfriend's arms comfortingly wrapped around him.

~

It kind of hits him like a train wreck. It's a feeling nobody likes. He springs from his comfortable position on his couch, sprinting to the bathroom. He falls to the ground, gripping the toilet, spilling the contents of his stomach into the porcelain bowl. Luke immediately hears and runs to the bathroom, gasping when he finds his boyfriend leaning his head against the side of the toilet lid.

"Baby, what happened?" Luke asks, dropping next to Ashton, placing a hand on the shaking boys' back.

"I...I can't breathe." Ashton pants, throwing up into the bowl once again. Luke doesn't grimace or turn away, he looks, extremely concerned.

"Do you need to go to the hospital?" Luke asks, searching Ashton for any signs of extreme injuries. Ashton stares at Luke for a second before nodding his head, Luke sighing. He walks out of the room, quickly grabbing a pair of shoes before running back into the bathroom. His heart breaks at the sight of Ashton like this. It would break your heart too if you saw such a happy, bubbly person looking so broken. Luke's just worried something's seriously wrong. The light is drained from Ashton's face and he looks so weak. He can barely lift his head off the toilet lid before he gets to nauseous and throws up again.

Luke carefully picks Ashton up bridal style, carrying him out of their house and into their car. He buckles Ashton in, the older's head falling against the window. Luke starts to drive in the direction of the nearest hospital. Ashton starts to nod out, Luke panicking.

"Luke..." Ashton trails off, battling sleep.

"Ashton. Ashton, baby, I need you to stay awake. Please, stay awake. You can't go to sleep, darling, not yet. Talk to me. Do you remember the time that we egged Michael and Calum's house when they were being brats about us moving away? Or the time that we glued your little brother to that chair?" Luke laughs, trying his best to keep Ashton awake-hell, alive for all he knows.

"That was funny," Ashton laughs, very weakly. "I'm very tired, Lukey."

"Baby, we're almost there. Please stay with me." Luke grabs Ashton's hand, feeling how cold it is. He curses, speeding down the road. They finally reach the hospital, Luke barely parking legally before he jumps to Ashton's side of the car, carrying Ashton into the doors, nearly screaming at the first nurse he sees.

"Please, sir, I need you to calm down right now. Just place him right here in the wheelchair and we will do everything we can to help." A woman, about mid-thirties, helps Luke calm down. Luke does as told, pulling away from Ashton with shaking hands.

"Please help him. He's my boyfriend. He's all I have." Luke starts to tear up, watching as a few nurses start to push Ashton down a hallway he's not allowed to go down.

"Please, just wait here. I promise that we will do everything we can for your boyfriend. We just need you to fill out a couple things for us. Do you think you can do that?" She calmly places a hand on Luke's shoulder, handing him a clipboard with many papers attached to it. Luke nods, wiping a couple of tears. The nurse smiles, walking off into a different direction. But he can hear her say to another nurse, "I want extra attention on the patient that just came in. I want you to make sure we use everything. Send those orders to Dr. James immediately."

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"Luke Hemming?" Luke jumps at the sound of his name, gulping at the sight of the doctor in front of him.

"T-that's m-me." He stutters, preparing himself for bad news.

"Well, the good news is that that your boyfriend is alive and awake." The doctor says, making Luke sob tears of joy, smiling.

"Thank god." Luke breathes, pulling himself together.

"But, the bad news is that we've found something quite alarming about the condition of his well-being." The doctor sighs, trying to keep Luke as calm as possible.

"Wh-what is it?" Luke shakes again, hoping that it's nothing too bad. What will he do if his precious Ashton dies?

"Come on back to Ashton's room and we'll have a little chat." The doctor smiles, guiding Luke to a room, walking down the hall, promising to be right back. Luke shakily walks in, sighing at the sight in front of him. Ashton's playing with a couple of his bracelets, staring at the blank hospital wall.

"Ashton..." Luke breathes, the sick boy whipping his head to see a puffy-eyed Luke standing at the door.

"Oh my god, Luke." Ashton grins, Luke running forward and hugging his boyfriend.

"You scared the shit out of me, Ashton. Don't do that again." Luke squeezes Ashton for dear life, letting out shaky breaths.

"I won't. I promise." Ashton pulls back, kissing Luke softly. He gently wipes the tears off of Luke's cheeks, kissing every inch of his face.

"They said something was wrong with you. Do you know what it is?" Luke asks, Ashton gulping. He slowly nods his head, tears forming in his eyes. He can't bring himself to look at Luke anymore, too ashamed of what he might say. Ashton opens his mouth to talk, but then the door opens, revealing the doctor with a clipboard full of paper.

"How are we in here?" The doctor asks, looking nervous as if he's about to tell them something horrible.

"What's wrong with him? What happened to my boyfriend? You tell me right now!" Luke's almost raging, fists clenched, jaw tight. He wants to know what's wrong, but he really doesn't.

"Luke, please calm down." Ashton says, brokenly. He's crying, holding back sobs. Luke stops then, sitting in a chair next to Ashton's bed.

"When we first looked into his symptoms we thought it was just another virus spreading around or just the common cold. But as we looked deeper, his fluid and hormone levels were completely off balance. Something was terribly wrong and we definitely wanted to know what was happening inside of his body. We had him do a urine test. Everything seemed to be fine; no STD's or infections at all. His body seemed perfectly fine. But one of the nurses made an observation. Ashton's test results resembled one of a woman's. Looking into it deeper, we found something that seemed to be impossible." The doctor starts, calmly explaining what happened.

"So, what? He's got like a weird female bug inside him or something?" Luke asks, confused as to why something was seriously wrong.

Poor Luke didn't even see it coming.

"Ashton is pregnant." Luke freezes, unsure of what to do. He wants to laugh, wants to smile and thank the doctor for the joke, but he sees Ashton start to sob and he knows that this isn't a joke.

"What the fuck? That's not possible. If you haven't noticed he's a boy. Boy's don't get pregnant. Are you some kind of mad man?" Luke starts to get angry now, clenching his fists again, face heating up.

"Luke, please-" Ashton breathes through sobs.

"Shut up for a second, Ashton!" Luke barks, immediately regretting it.

"Back when Ashton was a child there was a new immunization recommended for boys his age in this area. It was made to help them develop healthier and stronger. However, the vaccine contained women's hormone stems and fluid from the reproduction department. It worked on some boys wonderfully, but on about fifty to sixty boys it didn't work. And fifteen of them had strange developments like enlargements of the chest area, unexplainable blood discharge in sexual intercourse. So far we've counted five boys that have turned out to be homosexual that have had this effect. three of them lost the babies, being that they really don't have the vital hormones or organs to provide a healthy child birth. But just one boy was able to have a health baby with no birth defects. And we don't understand why this happened, but Ashton here has it and we want to do everything we can to help him." The doctor explains again, making Luke's mind whirl.

"But why is he in the hospital right now? Why did he have such a freak out?" Luke asks again, so many questions flying through his head. This isn't fucking possible.

"This is common in these cases. It was basically his body's way of saying 'hey, you're not supposed to be here. Get out of me.' with a touch of just plain old morning sickness. He's expected to be fine now though. If anything, he'll have regular pregnancy systems." The doctor finishes, offering a small smile.

"So, he'll live?" Luke asks, really hoping that living is the only option.

"He's expected to. There has been five deaths with the boys who've gotten the immunizations, but they were already battling major problems before hand.

"So, there's a baby in there?" Luke asks, pointed to Ashton's stomach, face falling. Ashton wraps his hands around his middle, sniffling.

"Yes. We need to keep an eye on the little one too. We need to make sure that everything's okay in there. There'll have to be weekly check-ups and several different tests that will make sure that Ashton's not hurting the baby and the baby's not hurting Ashton. I'll leave you two to talk." The doctor exits the room, leaving an awkward silence to fall upon the room. Ashton's sniffling and gulping and trying not to have a breakdown. He knows Luke is gonna leave him. Why would he stay? He knows Luke thinks he's a freak now.

"You're pregnant... Of all the things to happen I never expected you to get knocked up." Luke basically laughs, making Ashton feel like shit.

"Luke, I'm really sorry. I know you think I'm a freak now and that I'm disgusting and stupid. I won't blame you if you leave me. Why would you want a freakshow like me? I'm just really sorry, Luke." Ashton sobs, looking down at his stomach. To think that there's actually something growing inside of him makes him feel scared but blessed.

And now Luke feels like shit. He loves Ashton with all his heart and here he is, watching him cry and put hisself down.

"Ashton, I honestly don't know how the actual fuck this is even possible, but all I know is that I love you so much. And I will love whatever comes from you, even if it is an impossible baby. I will love both of you and do whatever I can to protect you and that little ball of sunshine that's growing inside of you. Just please don't ever think that I won't love you, because I do and I always will." Luke says, grabbing Ashton's shaky hand with his own trembling hand.

"Does this mean we get to get married now?" Ashton let's out a watery laugh, him and Luke falling into a loving embrace.

"I love you so, so much." Luke says, kissing Ashton after every word. Ashton ends up giggling, pulling away.

"I love you too, baby. And this little guy too." Ashton smiles, rubbing his stomach with his hand. Luke places his hand of Ashton's, leaning down and kissing right above his belly button. And they know it's scary and that this is totally bizarre, but then again, this is Ashton Irwin and Luke Hemming we're talking about.

They're anything but normal.

~

So that's how it happened. That's how they knew that one day their child would be growing. And that's how they ended up here; on the couch, Michael and Calum sitting in chairs in front of them, arguing over baby names for their child.

"The babie's name will be Michaela. That's all there is too it." Michael says, tapping his notepad with his pen, earning glares from everyone.

They told Michael and Calum as soon as Ashton started showing and they just couldn't keep it a secret any longer.

"In your dreams. The baby's name will be Callie. It fits much better." Calum says, throwing a pillow at Michael.

"We don't even know what gender the thing is!" Michael shouts, being too loud for a pregnant Ashton.

"Okay, for one, my baby is not a thing, and two," He takes a deep breath, looking at Luke, who smiles and nods, pressing a sweet kiss to his boyfriend's-soon to be husband's-forhead. "it's a girl."

Michael and Calum scream in excitement, looking like bridesmaids. Ashton laughs, looking down at his belly. It's gotten so big since he first found out. The doctors say that if he were going to lose the baby, it would've happened by now when he's eight months pregnant.

"Alright, let's just settle on Michaellie then." Michael tries, earning groans from his friends.

"No child of mine is going to be called such a horrid name." Luke shakes his head.

"What about Rue?" Ashton thinks, furrowing his eyebrows. The arguing stops and Michael and Calum nod their heads.

"That's pretty." Calum says, cooing.

"I like it." Michael nods, stopping being difficult.

"Rue it is then." Luke grins, rubbing Ashton's belly that holds their little baby.

Their little Rue.

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A/N: I legit cried while writing this. This was such a cute idea. Thank you so much for the promt! I love you for this!

I'm thinking of doing a part two. Should I?

Anywhore...

sORRY I UPDATE SO LATE I SWEAR I CARE SO MUCH I'M JUST BUSY WITH SCHOOL AND I LOVE YOU PLEASE DON'T HATE ME.

I really hope you liked my attempt at writing mpreg. It was amazing.

Please please please send in prompts!

I've got one more prompt one shot to finish and tons of other ideas so stay tuned!

But I am so freaking excited for the Good Girls video you don't understand.

Thank you all so much for reading and getting me to almost 3.5K! That's amazing. I love you all so much. :* I hope you all have a beautiful day and keep a smile on your face because I love it when you smile.

You should also read @GreciiaOrozcoo's mpreg one shot in her Lashton collection because it's really cute and I said so.

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