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Fifty Shades Pregnant: The Missing Scenes	By : FiftyShadesPregnant Category: A through F > Fifty Shades Trilogy Views: 39128 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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The sun was shining in our sprawling backyard as I pushed Ted on his swing. We had installed a swing set just after his first birthday, and now that he was 16 months old, he was the perfect age to start getting into it. He giggled with glee as he went down the slide, loved the wind in his face as he swung, and was even trying to climb the rungs of the ladder, with my help.
Ana was sleeping in this morning, something she very rarely got to do, but I was happy to get up, feed Ted breakfast, and play outside with him.
“1, 2, 3!” I called as I pushed Ted, catching his little feet at 3. He squealed with delight.
“1, 2, 3!” This time I brought him in for a kiss at 3, blowing raspberries on his cheek.
“Let’s go see if Mommy’s awake.” I lifted him out of his swing and put him on my hip.
“Mama!” Ted agreed, and we started the walk back to the house.
I told Ted to be quiet as I peeked open our bedroom door, but the covers were undone, and Ana wasn’t in the bed. The bathroom light was on with the door closed.
“Mama,” Ted was looking around the room for her.
“I think she’s in the bathroom, baby. She’ll be out soon.” I took Ted back out of the room, and we played in his nursery for a few minutes.
I began to worry about Ana. I hadn’t heard the shower running. What the fuck was taking her so long?
I put Teddy in his crib so I could go look. “Right back!” I told him.
I went back into our room and headed straight for the bathroom. As I got closer, I could hear Ana sniffling.
“Ana?” I leaned up against the door.
“I’m fine.”
“Ana, please let me in, I’m worried, please.” I pleaded with her, scared for what I’d find when I walked in.
The door opened a crack, and I pushed it open more to let myself in. There was my wife, sitting red-faced on the toilet, tissues lining the countertop, a now-empty box of pregnancy tests thrown all across the floor.
“Ana?” I knelt down, pressing her forehead to mine, cradling her face in my hands.
“Another negative test,” she whispered, shaking.
“Oh, Ana.” I didn’t know what to say. “I’m sorry, baby. Maybe next month.”
Ana began to sob, and I wanted to kick myself for being so helpless, for never having the right words. I pulled her off the toilet and sat her in my lap, pressing my back against the cold tile wall. I just held her as she cried, afraid to open my mouth again.
“Why isn’t it happening for us, Christian? I don’t understand!” Ana hiccupped into my shoulder as I rubbed her back.
“I don’t know, baby, I’m sorry. I wish it would. I hate seeing you like this.”
“I just want to give you another baby. I just want to give Teddy a little brother or sister, and I’m failing.”
“You are not failing, and this is not your fault.” I kissed away her tears, but they continued to fall.
“It happened so fast last time,” Ana whispered.
“Sometimes when you want something most, that’s when you can’t have it. I don’t know why life can be so cruel like that.”
I cradled my wife in my arms, and she stayed nestled into my neck.
“I want so much to make you a daddy again.”
“I know, love. I want it, too. And you will.” I put a hand on her stomach very tentatively, remembering the last time when she swatted it away. “We will have another baby, and when we do, this baby is going to know how badly we wanted him, and that will be really special.”
Ana nodded, placing her hand on mine. I breathed a sigh of relief.
“I’m sorry I can’t give you what you want.”
I felt hot tears spring to my eyes. Fuck. The first one rolled down my cheek.
“Christian!” Ana was shocked by my tears.
“Sorry,” I whispered as my wife wiped my tears. “You have given me everything I could ever want or need. Do you understand that? I never, ever want you to think otherwise.” I spoke softly, unable to find my voice. “I came to you, wanting to have another baby, but that did not mean that I was unhappy as we were. It meant that I was so happy as the three of us that I would be happy to have another. I don’t want you to feel like that’s something you have to give me to make me happy. I’m happy just holding you in my arms for the rest of my life.”
Our hands were still splayed over her stomach.
We both looked up when we heard Teddy wail. Shit, it wasn’t right of me to place him in his crib and leave him for so long. We got up to go get him.
Ted was standing in his crib, sobbing. I wondered if he had called for us but we didn’t hear. It wasn’t like him to get so upset; he was usually a laid-back kid. Maybe he sensed something was wrong with Ana.
“Teddy! Come here, son! Daddy’s here. I’m sorry I left you.” I rocked him back and forth until his tears subsided. I opened an arm for Ana, and she came and cuddled next to me, one hand on Teddy’s back as we rocked.
“Mama,” Teddy reached out his arms for her, sniffling.
“Come here, baby.” Ana took him in her arms, bouncing him hip to hip. He put his head on her shoulder and sucked his thumb.
I ran a hand through my hair. This was a lot to take on what should have been a peaceful Saturday morning.
“Baby, I’m gonna go out for a little bit.”
Ana looked up at me. “Okay.”
“Okay. I’ll be back after lunch.” I kissed her splotchy tear-stained cheek, followed by my son’s splotchy tear-stained cheek. I felt like we were all in distress, and it was hard to swallow. I was supposed to be making sure they were happy, and I was failing.
I quickly made my way downstairs and got into my car. I just had to drive. I didn’t want Ana to feel like I was abandoning her, but I felt so helpless, having no control over this situation. My phone connected to the car’s Bluetooth as I sped off. Who could I talk to about this? I didn’t want to bother Flynn on a Saturday. I kept scrolling down my contacts. Yes, she’d know what to do.
“Hello?”
“Mom?”
“Hi, Christian.”
“Can I come over for lunch?”
There was a pause. I wasn’t usually this spontaneous. “Of course. Is everything alright?”
“Yeah. See you soon.”
I pulled up to my parents’ house and walked in. My mom had lunch ready in the kitchen.
“Hi.” I strode over to give her a kiss hello.
“Come, let’s sit down.” My mom took in my disheveled look, the red rings around my eyes. “Tell me what’s wrong, son. Is everything okay between you and Ana?”
“Yes, well, I don’t know… Mom, we started trying for another baby.”
“Oh!” My mom squealed. “Well that’s good news!”
“Yeah, but, Mom,” I looked up from my plate. “It’s not happening.”
“What do you mean? How long have you been trying?”
“Since before Teddy’s birthday.”
I watched as my mom started to calculate the months.
“It sounds like it hasn’t even been six months yet.”
“It’s getting there. And, as we know, we had no trouble conceiving Teddy. I don’t understand what’s going on!”
“How’s Ana doing with all this?”
“Not well, Mom. Every time she gets her period, every time she gets another negative test back, it’s an absolute blow. She feels like it’s her fault. And now Kate’s pregnant, too, and I think Ana’s heartbroken.”
“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that, son. It’s not Ana’s fault.”
“I don’t know what to do, Mom. We do everything the doctor says- she’s already on special vitamins, we prop her hips up on a pillow for a half an hour to help…” I felt a little bit awkward telling my mom this last bit.
“Listen, Christian, I think this is going to happen for you guys. Sometimes it just takes some time. But, you know, just like with Teddy, you don’t have to try so hard. If you just let go and let it happen naturally, it could help. Take the pressure off.”
“Yeah, I think you’re right.” Sex had become a bit of a job the last few months.
“Just, enjoy each other, and let it surprise you instead of trying.”
This conversation had gotten significantly uncomfortable on my end, but I also felt a little better that my mom thought we still had a chance.
“Thanks, Mom.” I finished up my lunch.
“Anytime, sweetie. And, you know, there’s always IVF and adoption. You have options.”
“Yeah, that’s true. Adoption has crossed my mind.”
“I would hope so. It’s very fulfilling.” My mom gave me a big smile.
“Thanks for adopting me, Mom.” We didn’t often talk about this topic.
“Oh, Christian.” My mom kissed my head as she cleared my plate.
We hugged goodbye, and I returned home to my wife and son. Things were looking up at our house. Ana was in fresh clothes, and Teddy was napping after having his lunch.
“Where did you go, Christian?” Ana asked as I came into the kitchen to meet her. I saw fear in her eyes as she asked, “You didn’t… go see…”
What was she asking? Recognition crossed my eyes. “Oh, god no! I told you a long time ago, that woman is out of our lives forever.”
“Good. I just thought… since that’s who you went to when…”
“I went to see my mom,” I replied, trying to end her thoughts about the bitch troll, as she called her.
“Oh. You told her about us?”
“Yes, I told her that we were trying.”
“And that it wasn’t working,” Ana added.
“Yes, and she said we need to be more natural about it.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean that I don’t want to keep having hips-propped-on-a-pillow, no-thrusting, baby-making sex.” I wrapped my wife in my arms. “I want to just make love to you. Any time of the month, any position. I want to fuck you, hard.”
I lifted her up onto the kitchen countertop. “I want to kiss you. Right. There.” My mouth met her crotch, and I unzipped her jeans, leaving them on the kitchen floor.
I moved her panties down and took her in. She spread her legs and leaned back on the counter, and I stayed standing, leaning forward to taste her.
“Ah!” My wife moaned. Why did we ever stop doing this?
I licked up and down. I took her clit in my mouth and sucked. Hard. Her legs spread wider as she writhed. I didn’t bother telling her to stay still; I just continued my assault on her pleasure. Her legs began to shake, and I knew she was close. I slipped in a finger, and it slid right into her wetness. I stroked as I sucked, entering another finger, and another. I pulled them in and out and swirled them around. I flicked my tongue over her clit faster and faster.
“Oh! Oh!”
“Come, baby! Let go.” An orgasm without the purpose of making a baby? This hadn’t happened in months. Ana came all around my fingers. Her contractions moved my fingers and pulsated against my lips.
Ana sat up, wrapping her arms around my neck, kissing me. I let her taste her salty wetness. I pressed my crotch into her, letting her feel how hard and wanting I was.
“Your turn, Mr. Grey.” Ana slid off the countertop, naked from the waist-down, and I hopped on.
My wife unzipped my jeans and added them to the pile on the floor.
She pulled down my boxers, releasing me. I already had wetness dripping down from my tip.
Ana didn’t waste any time. She went straight for me, opening her mouth around my head and taking me in deep to the back of her throat.
“Ana!” I cried out. Fuck! It had been so long since I had been in her mouth.
Her lips moved up and down me. She sucked at my skin.
Suddenly she pulled away, removing her shirt and bra. I propped up on my elbows to watch her breasts spring free. Then, she was at my head again, swallowing me. This time, her tits pressed up against by junk.
“Christ, Ana! Yes!” She bobbed her head, and my balls moved against her chest each time. They rubbed and rubbed, and I knew I was about to explode. “Ana, stop, I’m gonna come.” I tried to have her release me, but her big blue eyes looked at me, and I knew she wasn’t going anywhere.
She went down on me again, pressing her breasts into me, bringing my balls to the base of my cock, and I shot myself down her throat. I watched her head bob as she swallowed.
When I was done, she released me, and my dick fell limp against my leg.
“Holy shit, woman.” I laid my head back against the cold countertop.
Ana kissed up and down the lines of my pelvic bone.
When I finally regained some energy and some consciousness, I hopped off the counter and grabbed my naked wife. I pulled her legs around my waist and carried her over to the back wall. She pressed up against it, hands in my hair, legs tightly around my waist, as I sucked my way from her neck to her breasts. Her nipples were hard as I nibbled at them. My cock was growing again beneath us, searching for Ana’s opening.
“I feel you,” Ana giggled, and I felt her breath tickle my ear. “I want you inside me.”
Her legs stayed wrapped around me, but I shifted her body down until my head was at her opening. I knew this would be one of the worst positions to try to conceive. It could let every one of my fucking sperm leak right back out, but I wouldn’t give a damn right now.
I felt her wetness at my tip, and threw my hips into her, burying myself inside her and sliding her back up the wall. I slid out completely and thrust again.
“Ah!” Ana cried. I hadn’t been rough with her in weeks.
“That’s right, baby. Take me.”
Ana squeezed her legs around me and held on as I grinded against her again and again. She bounced against the wall, and I put my hands on her hips to help her move. Up and down she went, until the friction became unbearable. I nibbled at her collarbone before sucking her neck, and we moved together as I kissed her. I gave one final thrust and came apart, shooting myself into Ana’s warm center.
“Yes, Christian!” Ana squealed and came apart, too. I never stopped sucking at her neck.
I collapsed onto the cold floor with her still wrapped around me.
“I missed you,” she whispered. I knew what she meant. We had been having lots of sex, but not like this.
“Missed you too, baby girl.” I pressed my lips against her forehead, and we shut our eyes.

Citation: *Some dialogue taken from Fifty Shades Trilogy by EL James; I do not own anything related to Fifty Shades- this is fanfiction only.
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