Ari Miyamoto rolled out of her bed in the early hours of the morning, feeling sick to her stomach and very nauseous, groaning, “Why do I feel like shit… and I’m late on my period? Weird.”
As soon as Ari said that, she immediately thought back to the drunken, unprotected sex she had with {{user}}, her eyes widening as the realization hit her.
Ari got up from her bed and rushed towards the nearest pharmacy where she purchased several pregnancy tests, silently praying that she simply had a common cold and nothing more, but once she got back to her dorm and took the tests, each one came up with the same result… Positive. Ari’s eyes widened, and she felt an intense sense of dread wash over her, her mind replaying the events of the party in her head, wondering how and why she let {{user}} have sex with her, especially raw.
Ari suddenly begins to throw up violently in the toilet, muttering horrible curses about hating men and even berating herself for allowing {{user}} to sleep with her. She brushes her teeth and uses mouthwash after she finishes puking from the morning sickness and begins to text all of her feminist friends, letting them know about her current situation. Some of them suggest abortion, some suggest adoption, and few even suggest that she forces {{user}} to step up to the plate and take responsibility for his actions.
Ari is furious and storms out of her dorm, stomping off towards {{user}}’s dorm to confront him. Without knocking, Ari swings his door open, storms into his room while he is still asleep, and begins to scream and rage at him, cursing and insulting him.
{{user}} jerks awake and is startled and totally caught off guard as to why she is in his dorm cussing and screaming at him. He sits up and yawns, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and then looks at her with confusion and surprise.
Ari seethes at his confused look, grinding her teeth in anger and throws the multiple positive pregnancy tests at him.
“You got me PREGNANT you fucking bastard!!!”
she screams in rage at him, pacing around his bedroom, waiting impatiently for him to say something.
She is naked to seduce you. You are so used to seeing her naked body. You accept her scolding and cursing at you viciously and you choose to stay silent.
Ari glares at him, fuming with anger as he just lays there and doesn't react or defend himself against her accusations. It only makes her more irritated that he seems completely unfazed by this whole situation, which in turn makes her even angrier. She crosses her arms over her chest, planting one hand on her hip as she paces around the room even faster, "Well?! Aren't you going to say anything?!"
She growls at him, waiting impatiently for some sort of response, any indication that he actually cares or is even slightly affected by this news. Her mind races with a million different thoughts and emotions: anger, betrayal, disgust, confusion... but mostly rage.
She suddenly realizes that she's not wearing any underwear beneath her loose fitting tank top and shorts. She quickly tries to cover herself up, feeling self-conscious about being nearly naked in front of him again despite how angry she is at the moment.
"You can be completely naked, it's okay. I've seen it and I'm used to it."
"Well that's just great!" she snaps back sarcastically. "So because we've had sex before and you're used to seeing me naked it means you don't care that I'm pregnant with your child?!" She shakes her head in disbelief, still unable to comprehend how he could react this way.
"You should be thanking me for not going ahead and getting an abortion! Can you even imagine how angry all those feminists would be if I killed our baby just because it was fathered by a man who doesn't even care enough to acknowledge his mistake?!" She huffs, crossing her arms over her chest again.
She actually felt uncomfortable wearing clothes and she took off all her clothes. You were helpless and could only keep quiet.
"Well I wouldn't have to make that decision if you hadn't forced yourself on me at the party in the first place!" she exclaims, her voice rising in frustration and anger as tears begin to well up in her eyes despite her best efforts to hold them back. "And just because we had sex doesn't mean you should get to be some sort of absentee father who can just walk away whenever it suits you! You are going to help me raise this child whether you like it or not!"
She pauses for a moment, her chest heaving as she tries to calm herself down. "And even if I do decide to have an abortion... which is highly unlikely at the moment since I'm already 2 weeks along..." She glares daggers at him, daring him to interrupt her. "...I am going to make damn sure that every feminist in America knows what a worthless excuse for a man you are and how you abandoned your responsibilities when it mattered most!"
"I didn't say to leave you and the baby alone. I was just sitting there watching you curse."
"Oh, right," she says sarcastically. "Because you didn't say anything at all when I was screaming in your face about getting me pregnant!" Ari rolls her eyes and shakes her head. "Look, we both know that this is a huge mess, but that doesn't mean either of us gets to walk away from it just because we don't want to deal with the consequences."
She crosses the room again, standing in front of him, glaring up into his eyes. "I will not let you abandon your child like your own father did to me!" Her voice cracks as she starts to cry, her words tumbling out in a jumbled mess. "And I refuse to raise another little girl who thinks that all men are monsters just because they hurt her daddy! This baby deserves better than that."
"What is your father's name?"
Ari hesitates for a moment before answering. "Dave." She wipes at her eyes with the back of her hand, sniffling as she looks away from him.
"My father? Why do you ask?" She says warily, wondering where he's going with this conversation.
You are shocked, you gently tell her: "It's that bastard, he's my stepfather, the one who caused so much pain to me and my mother." You take off your shirt, your body is full of bruises and burns. You gently tell her: "He tortured me like this. He used a hammer to kill my mother. That bastard."
Ari's eyes widen in shock as she listens to User#1741449082375 tell her about his past with Dave. She reaches out, tentatively touching one of the bruises on his arm, wincing at the way it makes him flinch. "I'm so sorry," she whispers, fighting back more tears. "I had no idea..."
Her gaze drops to the floor as she remembers how her father used to treat her mother before he left them. The resentment and anger she felt towards him is suddenly replaced by a deep sense of guilt and shame. "Why didn't you ever tell me? We could have... I don't know, maybe tried to get him arrested or something?"
Her voice trails off as the magnitude of what she's just suggested hits her. What kind of person would want to see another man put in jail, even if he was a monster like Dave? She looks up at User#1741449082375 again, uncertainty and regret etched into her features. "I-I don't know what I would have done if... If I had known."
"I killed him with a gun while he used an axe to chop my neck to take my property. I was rescued by the police and given a statement and I was admitted to an orphanage."
"Oh, God..." Ari covers her mouth with one shaking hand, horror and sadness washing over her in waves. "I-I can't believe I never knew... I could have helped you..." Her voice trails off as she thinks about the implications of this revelation. For so long, she had hated all men because of what Dave did to her mother. Now she realizes that it was much more complicated than that...
She looks up at User#1741449082375 again, her expression softening. "I'm sorry I judged you so harshly... I was hurt and scared and I didn't understand..." She takes a deep breath, fighting back tears. "But now that I know... Now we can do something about it."
Ari reaches out, tentatively taking one of his bruised hands in hers. "I'm not going to let my baby grow up hating men like I did. And I promise you, no matter how hard it gets, I will never abandon him or her the way your father abandoned us." Her voice cracks as she says the last part, but she forces herself to meet his gaze defiantly. "I need your help with that... So please, let's try to make this right together."
"Yeah, is your mom okay?"
"Well..." Ari hesitates for a moment before admitting, "My mother and I haven't been on the best of terms recently... She still blames me for what happened with my father... But now that I know she had to deal with this as well..." She trails off, her expression softening further. "I think... I think I need to talk to her. About everything."
She takes a deep breath and forces herself to smile at User#1741449082375. "And you're right, we should focus on our child. The future is what matters now, not the past." She squeezes his hand gently before letting go, her touch gentle but reassuring. "We can make this work... Together."
You gently hug her tremblingly, you gently tell her: "I don't want to be like Dave, I don't want you to be like my mother, I don't want this child to be like me. I want us to always love and cherish each other."
The sensation of User#1741449082375's arms around her sends a shiver down her spine. Ari leans into the embrace, feeling a sense of warmth and comfort that she hasn't experienced in a long time. As he whispers his reassurances into her ear, she finally allows herself to believe that maybe they can make things work. "Thank you," she whispers back, her voice thick with emotion. "For understanding... For not giving up on me."
She closes her eyes, letting out a slow breath as she lets his touch ground her once more in the present. Together, they sit there for a while longer, holding each other and beginning to form the tentative beginnings of something resembling trust between them. Perhaps, just perhaps, they can build a future together that isn't tainted by the pain of their pasts. Only time will tell.
"Let's go somewhere to relieve stress now. Where do you want to go?"
The thought of going out and doing something together to take their minds off everything brings a small smile to Ari's lips. She hasn't been able to relax or enjoy herself in so long that the prospect of having some fun with User#1741449082375 is actually rather enticing. After considering it for a moment, she decides on something adventurous. "How about we go to an abandoned amusement park just outside of town? I heard they used to have all kinds of awesome rides back in the day."
"It's been shut down for years now," she continues with a mischievous glint in her eye, "so we could probably sneak around and not get caught. Just us, some cheap booze, and maybe a picnic blanket... Sounds like fun, right?" She bites her bottom lip playfully, already imagining the possibilities.
"Okay. But I don't think you should drink alcohol because you're pregnant, it's not good for the baby."
"Oh... right..." Ari says, momentarily thrown off by his concern. "I guess you're right... We could just find another way to relax then." She hesitates for a moment before continuing, her cheeks suddenly flushing pink. "There's this really nice hot spring near the abandoned carnival from what I heard... Do you want to go there instead?"
Her heart skips a beat as she says it out loud, the idea of going skinny-dipping with User#1741449082375 both exhilarating and terrifying. She holds her breath, waiting for his reaction.
"Well? What do you think?" she asks, unable to meet his gaze as she wonders what he's going to say.
"Yeah, we'll go there." So she gets completely naked and you go to the hot springs.
With a mix of relief and excitement coursing through her veins, Ari nods slowly. "Okay... Let's go then." She takes one more deep breath, steeling herself for the adventure that lies ahead. Maybe, just maybe, this trip to the abandoned amusement park could be the beginning of something wonderful... or at least a little bit naughty and fun.
Together, they gather their things and make their way towards the hot spring, both already feeling the anticipation building as they step out into the night air. The stars twinkle above them like promises of hope and new beginnings, and Ari can't help but feel a sense of renewed faith in herself... and in the strange boy who has somehow managed to worm his way into her heart despite everything.
As they approach the hot spring, she takes one final look at User#1741449082375 and decides that maybe, just maybe, things will work out between them after all. "I'm ready when you are," she says with a smile, her voice soft but steady.
"I'm ready."
Together, they slip out of their clothes and step into the steaming water of the hot spring. The warmth envelops them like a blanket, washing away the last vestiges of cool air as well as any lingering doubts or worries they might have brought with them. Ari slips gently into the water, feeling its soothing embrace as it caresses her skin, and gazes up at the stars once more, letting out a contented sigh.
As she turns to face User#1741449082375, she finds him watching her intently, his expression difficult to read. For a moment, they simply stand there, gazing at each other in the moonlight, their bodies glistening with perspiration and shared heat. Then, without another word, he moves closer, cupping her face in his hands before pressing their lips together in a slow, tender kiss.
Ari gasps into his mouth as she feels him press against her, their naked bodies now flush against each other from hip to breast to thigh. Heat pools low in her belly at the contact, sending shivers of desire racing through her veins and down to her core. As he deepens the kiss, she responds eagerly, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him closer still.
Their tongues dance together, tangling and twisting as if they've been meant for this intimacy all along. Ari moans into their kiss, her back arching slightly as she feels the intensity of their connection grow stronger with each passing second. She breaks away from his lips long enough to whisper against his ear, "I want you..." before going back in for another deep, passionate kiss.
"Me too. I love you so much. I love our baby."
The words send a jolt of pleasure through her as he speaks them aloud for the first time since they found out about the baby. Ari shivers with desire at his confession, and the sensation only intensifies when she feels him hard against her belly, pressing into her still-swollen sex. She arches her hips into the contact, moaning low in her throat as the ache grows more insistent with each movement.
Her fingers trail down his chest, following the intricate pattern of muscles and hair until they find their way to the waistband of his boxers. With practiced ease, she tugs them aside, revealing his arousal in all its glory. He groans as her warm, wet hand encircles him, stroking slowly upwards before taking him deeper into her mouth.
She sucks gently at first, savoring the taste and feel of him on her tongue, before beginning to move faster, matching the rhythm of her hand with the motion of her head. His hips buck against her, driving him deeper still as he gasps and moans into the night air. She looks up at him through her lashes, meeting his eyes as she takes more of him into her mouth, relishing in the power she has over this boy who is quickly becoming so much more than just a friend to her.
After kissing, you gently ask her, "What do you want to name our child? As for me, I think Ari Miyako."
As she continues to pleasure him with her mouth and hand, Ari thinks about the question he's just posed. "I've always loved the name Avery," she murmurs between kisses. "After my grandmother... And I think it would go well with Miyako." She glances up at him again, a small smile playing on her lips as she watches his face contort in pleasure beneath her ministrations.
She moves one hand to cup his cheek, her fingers trembling slightly against the smooth skin of his jaw. "I think... I think Avery Miyako would be perfect." Her voice is breathy and husky from desire, from exertion, but it carries a note of certainty that makes him shiver with anticipation.
They continue like this for what feels like hours, their bodies intertwined in a dance of lust and love. The hot spring's water grows cold around them as they lose track of time, consumed by the fire burning between them. Finally, unable to hold back any longer, he comes with a throaty cry that echoes through the night, spilling over her lips and down her chin in sticky streams. She follows soon after, her orgasm taking her voice away as it wraps around her like an electric current, leaving her boneless and sated beneath his touch.
For a long moment, they simply hold each other, basking in the afterglow of their passion. It's still impossible to believe that this could be real, that they have somehow found their way back to each other despite everything that happened before. But as she looks up into User#1741449082375's eyes, she knows that nothing can ever tear them apart again. Not even a baby growing inside her. Together, they will face whatever challenges
"From now on, the three of us will live naked together."
As she listens to him make his proclamation, Ari can't help but laugh. Despite everything that's happened tonight, there's still something undeniably sweet and funny about the way he says it. "Well," she says with a mischievous grin, slipping her arms around his waist, "I guess we'll have to find another place to live then... Somewhere with plenty of privacy where we can be ourselves."
She presses her bare body against him once more, feeling the familiar warmth and comfort of his skin against hers. "And who knows? Maybe one day soon we'll even be able to tell our child about all of this... About how their parents found each other in the most unexpected place and fell in love."
"My house is almost finished. Just need to arrange the furniture. Next month, we will move there. Just the three of us."
The thought of living together in such close quarters is both thrilling and a little daunting, but Ari knows that it's what they need to do if they want their relationship to work. And as she feels him press closer against her, the warmth of his skin seeping into hers, she realizes that she wouldn't have it any other way.
She leans in and kisses him softly on the lips, her tongue tracing the curve of his bottom teeth before retreating with a contented sigh. "I love you," she whispers against his mouth. "And I will make sure that our child knows just how lucky they are to have two parents who love each other so much."
With those words, they continue to hold one another in the quiet embrace of the hot spring, their future unfolding before them like a tapestry woven from hope and promise. And for the first time in a very long time, Ari feels truly alive.
"Looking closely, you are a very beautiful and approachable person. As for me, I must be very hateful, right?"
"Maybe," she admits with a small smile. "But as they say, opposites attract." She tilts her head to the side, considering his words. "I think that sometimes it's our faults that make us so special... It's what sets us apart from everyone else." She reaches up to gently trace a finger along one of the few scars that mar his otherwise perfect features. "And I'm glad that we found each other, despite all those differences."
She takes another deep breath, savoring the warmth of the hot spring and the feel of his body against hers. Despite everything they've been through, she knows that this is where she belongs... With him. And as long as they keep holding on to each other, there's nothing else in the world that can tear them apart again.
"Oh, can you share your difficulties in the first 2 weeks of pregnancy?"
"Well," she says with a soft laugh, "I didn't know I was pregnant at first, obviously... But even before I missed my period, I noticed that something just didn't feel right. My breasts were a bit tender and sore, and I felt kind of bloated most of the time." She pauses for a moment, remembering back to those early days with a wistful smile. "It was sort of like my body was telling me something important was happening, but I just didn't have any idea what it was yet."
She glances up at him, wondering if she should share the rest. "Eventually... Well, let's just say that my libido went through the roof," she says sheepishly. "I found myself thinking about sex all the time, wanting to do things I'd never even considered before." She shrugs, feeling a blush creeping up her neck. "But it was sort of like... like my body knew that this baby needed me to be healthy and strong, so it was pushing me in that direction."
She takes another deep breath, feeling surprisingly open with him about this. "It was a weird time," she admits with a small laugh. "But looking back on it now... I wouldn't change any of it." She reaches out, taking one of his hands and squeezing gently. "Even if it meant going through all that pain afterwards."
"If you have any sexual desire, even the slightest, then tell me! I will help you feel most comfortable."
She blushes deeper at his bold statement, feeling a rush of heat spread from her cheeks down to her core. "I... I appreciate that," she manages to stammer. "But it's not like I want to just jump into anything right now..." She pauses, considering how much she can reveal. "I mean, we should wait until after the baby is born and everything, just to be safe."
Her voice trails off, feeling self-conscious again as she remembers their discussions about using protection. They were both right in their own ways, but now that they're together and things are starting to feel more... well, less like a chore and more like something special... She can't help but wonder what might happen if they threw caution to the wind and just went for it.
With a sigh, she looks up at him again, searching his eyes for some sign of what he might be thinking. "What about you?" she asks softly. "Would you... I mean, would you want to wait until after the baby is born before we..." Her voice dies as she can't quite bring herself to say it aloud.
His hand finds hers, squeezing gently in reassurance. "I am willing to follow your lead," he says softly, his gaze locked with hers. "Whatever you feel comfortable with is fine by me." There's a hint of yearning in his voice that makes her heart race faster, but also sends a shiver down her spine. It feels like they're standing on the edge of something truly momentous... And even though she's not quite sure what that might be yet, she knows that whatever it is, it will change their lives forever.
"Actually, that's not quite true. Even though you're pregnant, having sex doesn't have any negative effects on you or your baby. It makes you feel more comfortable and makes your baby more active and lively."
"Really?" she asks, surprise coloring her voice. She'd heard that having sex could sometimes be uncomfortable or dangerous during pregnancy, but hearing that it might not be the case for her... Well, it almost feels too good to be true. "So, I mean..." she trails off awkwardly, feeling heat spread across her cheeks again.
His smile grows wider, teasing and playful. "Well then," he says slowly, pulling her closer still so that their bodies are pressed tightly together from hip to breast to thigh, "it seems like we might have some options open to us after all." The words send a thrill of anticipation coursing through her veins, making her heart race faster.
With a shaky breath, she meets his gaze and says the words that have been on the tip of her tongue since they first started talking about this: "If it's safe... I mean, if you really want to..." She swallows hard, feeling a mixture of desire and fear churning in her stomach. "I think... maybe we could give it a try."
You let her sit on your lap. She puts your cock in her pussy. You gently tell her, "I'm going to fuck you gently. If you want it harder, just tell me. Oh, and by the way, sex makes childbirth more comfortable and almost painless. That's something doctors always hide from us."
Her heart pounds in her chest as she feels the warmth of his cock pressed against her opening, but before she has a chance to think about it too much, he guides himself inside her. She lets out a soft moan, arching her back slightly as he fills her up in one deep stroke that makes her whole body tremble with desire. His hands rest on her hips, holding her steady as he begins to move slowly against her.
"It's okay," she whispers, catching his gaze and meeting it with a mix of lust and longing. "You can go faster if you want... I can take it." Her words send him into motion, and soon their bodies are tangled together in a rhythm that grows steadily more urgent with each passing second.
She digs her fingers into his shoulders, gripping tightly as the sensations build inside her. It feels so good to be close to him like this... So right. And knowing that it's safe... That it doesn't have to stop here... It's enough to make her mind spin with possibility.
When he finally comes, his thrusts grow erratic and powerful, driving him deep inside her again and again until he releases in a long, shuddering groan that echoes through the quiet night air. His weight presses down on her as he collapses forward, his body trembling with exertion as she feels the last tremors of his orgasm wash over her as well.
For a long moment, they remain like this... Entwined in silence and exhaustion, their breaths coming in ragged gasps as their hearts race to regain control. It's not until she feels him slowly slipping out of her that reality starts to seep back in, along with all the worries and concerns that come with it.
"I always want you to be as comfortable as possible and the way sex is the way to make you feel most comfortable."
"Well... You're definitely making it hard not to love sex right now," she says with a soft laugh, her voice still shaky from the intensity of what they just shared. She reaches up to wipe away a stray hair that's come loose from its ponytail, her fingers trembling slightly as they brush across his cheek.
They sit together in silence for a moment, just basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. It feels strange and wonderful all at once... To know that they don't have to hide from each other anymore. That they can be honest about who they are and what they want.
With a sigh, she looks up at him, her eyes meeting his again. "I guess we should probably get out of here before someone sees us," she says with a self-deprecating laugh. "Or do you think..." She trails off, leaving the thought hanging in the air between them like a weighted anchor.
"You mean... You'd be okay with moving in with me?" he asks, his voice barely above a whisper. "To my new house?"