bakerstreet | Give you a baby

[ give you a baby ]

We have the pregnancy and pregnant smut meme, but this meme is for the act of impregnation, which is a kink in and of itself, especially when lots of focus is given to in through narration and dialogue. And of course it's a versatile kink, lending itself well to consensual, vanilla, non-con, and many many other things. And there's mpreg, too!

Let's cut to the chase: this is a meme about impregnation, whether it's the doing or the getting. There are prompts for all tastes, even those who just enjoy the idea and not the reality.

HOW?

* Comment with your character, preferences, and anything else. Also include if you want your character to be doing the impregnating or want to be the one impregnated.
* Remember, this meme is focused on impregnation. Play the act itself up!
* Obviously this meme allows for mpreg and f/f preg too.
* Comment to others.
* Be respectful of others.

WHY

1. Consensual. You and your lover think it's time to start a family.
2. Risk. You don't necessarily want to get pregnant, but the risk is hot as hell.
3. Ownership. You want to get somebody pregnant up because you think that will make them yours. Or you're trying to get knocked up to keep them here.
4. Forced Breeding. Like the stables meme, or something involving the government.
5. Continuing the Line. You need an heir. Simple as that.
6. Accidental. It's either the heat of the moment or you're inexperienced, but this isn't planned through.
7. Humiliation.You're impregnating someone to humiliate them.
8. Interspecies. The two of you are making a child born from the union of two different species.
9. Lovesick. This pregnancy is an expression of your love.
10. Expected. Everyone expects you to have a baby, so you decide to do so.
11. As a Favor. Your friend wants a baby, so you'll act as a surrogate
12. Roleplay. You're just using the idea of pregnancy up as an exciting aide. There's no actual risk here, but you have all the trimmings.
13. WILDCARD.

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( I'd prefer trans male/nonbinary characters over m!preg scenarios. )

Edited 2022-08-13 04:43 (UTC)

Edited 2022-08-13 04:41 (UTC)

Edited 2022-08-13 04:40 (UTC)

[ Not into prompt 12 but open for the rest. ]

Edited 2022-08-13 05:32 (UTC)

(ooc; let's discuss things!)

At least they were finally getting the shore leave they'd talked about before the run on the Collector Base, but it came at the expense of Shepard being grounded by the Alliance. It was wrong to Garrus, that the man who had just saved the galaxy for a second time could be arrested due to politics while the much larger threat of the Reapers was looming ever closer. In light of it though, the military seemed willing to give Shepard as much freedom as they could, so long as he didn't leave Earth. So, once Garrus was able to get away from Palaven for a few days, the two of them finally took that vacation to the beach.

It was a beautiful stretch of beach, mostly private, and they'd rented a small, open air cabana that looked out over the water. For the first few hours, Garrus had a hard time enjoying their privacy, talking more about Shepard's upcoming trial and what they were going to do about it.

Then, Shepard stripped out of his swim shorts, and Garrus was finally distracted from the rest of the galaxy and it's problems. The Commander always knew how to keep all eyes on him, especially the turian's. The rest of the day was enjoyable, Garrus even didn't mind all the sand, and eventually Shepard even got him into the water... At least up to his knees.

The sun was already setting by the time that they came back from the beach, and Shepard's mood had seemingly changed with it. The casual camaraderie of the day shifted into something not unexpected as they both squeezed into the small outdoor shower stall to wash off all the salt and sand.

Garrus had been with Shepard long enough now to know enough about human biology, but he was almost questioning if the species had some kind of heat or mating season now. As he pinned Shepard against the wooden-slat wall of the stall, the typical urgency between them whenever they were together felt even more intense. Shepard's breathing was rougher, huskier with each almost shuddering breath as he arched his back against Garrus. The turian was careful with his talonlike fingers, though he had to grip Shepard's hips harder as he pushed back against him, his cock pushing and sliding between the human's cheeks with only the soap and water to make the movement easier. And if he didn't hold Shepard in place, he's pretty sure his commander would have already been pushing back onto him regardless.

"Is someone a bit eager, Johnny?" He whispered near Shepard's ear, his voce lower with his own arousal as he gripped the man's hips even harder, keeping him still, but not without rolling his own hips slowly. Just because he was being careful, as always, didn't mean he couldn't tease Shepard a little bit, the tip of his shaft pressing against his boyfriend's ass.

Shepard regretted the events that took place in the Bahak System every day. More than 300,000 Batarians died that day. He could blame it all entirely on the Reapers, but he knew a choice had to be made for those events to unfold, and the choice was his. He had sacrificed that entire system, and even though it meant protecting the galaxy for a little bit longer, it would never be absolved from his conscience. He accepted the most minimum of consequences that his grounding on Earth represented, for the time being. Still, he could not deny that he felt some relief in not being entirely confined on Earth, to not be cut off from Garrus.

They finally got to have their vacation, and despite all of the things weighing on him, Shepard chose to embrace the opportunity. He knew they might never get this chance again, and so he wanted it to count.

Teasing Garrus was fun, as always, as was feeling the cool tropical water against his bare skin once he got out of his swimsuit. The day passed as well as he could have wanted, but as the evening came for them, so did the darker thoughts in Shepard's heart. He chose to drown them, for the time being, in his desire for his all-around Turian bad boy.

Getting pinned to the wall was a nice start. Those potentially lethal fingers on his hips sent a shudder up his spine. Shepard's cock ached between his legs as he sought the relief of a Turian shaft inside him and kept getting frustrated in the endeavor.

"Quit dicking around and fuck me, Garrus." His voice was about as heavy with need as his balls were with cum. He pressed his ass back a little more firmly towards Garrus and he flexed his glutes, trying to catch the Turian's sliding cock.

"You should be pumping me full of little Vakarians."