Oh, baby
“Wynn - there’s something I want to discuss with you,” Evie says softly.
“Okay,” Wynn answers, sitting upright on the sofa instead of lounging. She pats her thighs. “Come here, then.”
It’s the way they’d decided to have all their serious talks - Evie perched sideways on Wynn's thighs while Wynn cradles her. Normally, she listens as Evie talks, playing with her hair and staring at the wall as she does. This time, though, Evie sits and then turns and looks at Wynn intently, then ducks once to kiss her softly. “I know it’s soon, and we haven’t been together that long, but-”
“But?”
“I want a baby. I want to have a baby. With you,” Evie says, biting her lip.
Wynn blinks at her. “What, like… now?”
Evie nods.
“How would we even-”
“Sperm donor,” Evie says immediately. “And I was thinking… depending how you feel about asking… we might see if your brother was willing-”
“Brom?” Wynn asks, eyes wide.
“It was just that if he were to help… it’s the closest we can get to having a baby of our own. Together. The two of us.”
“And that’s what you want?”
Evie nods again. “If you could do it yourself, I would have let you try ages ago.”
“Try what? To get you pregnant?”
Another bob of Evie's head.
“Why now?” Wynn asks, looking slightly terrified.
“I’ve always wanted to be a mum and I’d been thinking of doing it on my own, before I met you. But now… I still want a baby, but I want it to be your baby. That we raise together.”
“Do you think we’re ready for that?”
“I do,” Evie says seriously. “I’m certain about you, Wynn. And if you want to be married first or something, we can do that, but-”
“Fief- you’re so young, baby. Don’t you want to have time before you become a mum?”
“No,” Evie says emphatically. “This is something I’ve wanted forever. And I want this. I want a family with you.”
“Can’t we be a family just us?” Wynn asks hopefully.
“Do you- do you not want kids?” Evie asks, frowning.
“I- I don’t know,” Wynn says softly. “I’d never really thought about it. Never really thought it was a possibility, after everything when I was younger. And my family - I dunno. I guess I never thought I’d have one of my own.”
“So you don’t want-”
“I don’t know that I don’t want it. It was just - I’ve not spent much time considering it, honestly. And I didn’t realize it was something you’d want so soon, so it'd not crossed my mind-”
“Do you think you could? Spend some time thinking about it?”
“Sure, but - could I ask you some more questions first? Like... how would this work?”
“What do you mean ‘how it would work’?”
“Like… I mean physically how we’d go about it, especially if Brom… and then like… daycare? Is one of us quitting work? How many? How far apart? Where would we live?”
“Oh, uhm. I mean, I figured we’d go to a clinic, but I suppose if Brom's willing to be the donor we could do it at home-”
“I don’t want to have a threesome with my brother, Evie-” Wynn says, eyes wide and panicked.
“No! No, good lord. Of course not. I just mean, he’d… provide a…sample,” Evie says carefully. “And there are… instruments where we could sort of… put it where it was meant to go at home. Just us. Instead of in a doctor's office.”
“Right…”
“I can show you what I mean later. And as far as work and everything - with everything how it is with the estate, we pretty much have an income forever, so we don’t really have to worry about money at all. So neither of us would have to work. But I’d probably still like spending time at the library. And I certainly wouldn’t ask you to quit your jobs, if you wanted to keep doing them. And how many- I don’t know. Depends how it goes with the first, I guess.”
“And they’d - they’d inherit all this? The estate?”
“Technically, yeah, but we could always make it so that the trust runs it, and that can be run by a proxy. So they wouldn’t necessarily need to do anything.”
“And you’re sure you want a baby? And not like… a puppy or something.”
“I’m sure.”
“And you want that… with me,” Wynn says, raising an eyebrow.
“Desperately.”
It takes a couple of months, in which time Evie doesn't pester Wynn at all, regardless of how much she wants to. But Wynn decides kids with Evie is something she wants, and then talks to Brom, who takes some time to think about it, but agrees to be their donor. Evie had already shown Wynn the contraptions for doing things at home, some of which honestly seem shockingly… realistic. So she got one that she thought Evie would like, given things she had said in the bedroom before, got a sample from Brom, much to her discomfort, and brought it all home.
That night she pulls Evie into her arms on the sofa and kisses her softly.
“Fief - I’ve thought about it - having a baby,” she says carefully, and Evie straightens, looking at her with guarded hope. “I’m on board. And Brom agreed.”
“Really?” She asks, eyes bright.
“Really,” Wynn nods.
Evie grins, eyes watering a bit as she dips to kiss Wynn.
“Baby? There’s something else. We, uh - I’ve got everything we need. We could try. Tonight.”
“You- what?”
“I have everything,” she repeats awkwardly. “And Brom's going to keep giving us… you know, like twice a week until I tell him to stop, so. We could start now and just… keep trying till it works. If you want.”
Evie stares at her, eyes wide. “Oh my god, you - you’re sure?”
“I’m sure,” Wynn nods.
“Wynn-” Evie murmurs. “Oh my god, I- I don’t know what to say! You- you’re…?”
“I’m sure, love. I want to do this. I want this with you.”
“Fuck, baby, I-”
“Come here, Ev,” Wynn beckons, pulling Evie into a kiss that Evie immediately deepens. She spins in her lap as well, settling her thighs on either side of Wynn's as she hikes her skirt up high. Wynn runs her hands up Evie's exposed skin, up to her hips and then over her skirt to her top, which she untucks gently and peels over Evie's head.
“Always so beautiful,” she mutters, pressing her lips to the center of Evie's chest.
Evie whimpers and pulls at Wynn's top until it’s up and over her head, then starts fiddling with her own zipper at her hip desperately. Wynn lets her get it loose, then stands up, holding her to her chest as she carries her back to the bedroom. She sets her down on the bed, slipping her skirt off, then leans over the frame at the end, pulling Evie's underwear off the same way, but leaving her socks in place - the ones Wynn loves that settle somewhere around her mid-thighs. She sets her legs over her shoulders, then leans down on her elbows and looks up at Evie through her eyelashes as she puts her mouth on her.
Evie groans immediately, eyes fluttering closed. “Wynn-”
She starts slowly, working her up as gradually as possible, sliding her tongue against her gently. When Evie starts writhing, she ducks down further and presses her tongue as far as it can go before she focuses back on her clit again. Evie whines, taking hold of Wynn's hair when she gets close enough.
“Please- need you,” she whines.
Wynn closes her eyes and holds Evie's waist in her hands, listening to the noises she makes and feels the way she moves under her. She adjusts accordingly, until Evie pulls her hair and moans as she rocks against Wynn's face.
“Inside,” Evie pants. “Need you inside me now, lieverd.”
“Fief,” Wynn said gently, pressing her lips to her thigh. “Do- do you want me to-” she asks, stumbling through it but conveying her point by raising her eyebrows meaningfully.
Evie blinks, then nodded. “Let's try,” she says, feeling a bit nervous.
Wynn nods and heads to the bathroom to set everything up. Evie tosses on a large t-shirt of Wynn's and follows her, watching as she puts it together. “Apparently it’s just like the regular strap, but… when we’re ready, you just… press the plunger.”
Evie nods, swallowing. “Okay.”
“Fief - baby, we don’t have to, if you’re nervous or not ready-”
“No, I’m ready. It’s just… new, you know? A bit different.”
“I know,” Wynn says, dipping to kiss her softly. “Now how do you want this? Do you want to be on top, or?”
“Maybe? And you could do the plunger when I’m… close?”
Wynn nods. “I could do that.”
“Okay,” Evie whispers. “Should we-”
“Let's go back to the bed,” Wynn says, carrying everything with her. She undresses the rest of the way, then settles everything in place around her hips and lays on her back in the center of the bed. “Right then - whenever you’re ready,” she offers, holding her hands out for Evie to use for balance as she climbs over top of her.
Evie bites her lip, holding both of Wynn's hands which have settled around her waist, and sinks down slowly. Her heart is pounding wildly, and she leans down for a kiss, then straightens back up. She raises herself up, then settles back down, breathing deeply as she finds her rhythm. Wynn helps by tugging on her a bit, making her movements large, but Evie feels herself stiffen as she glances down and sees the plunger on Wynn's hip.
“Fief - eyes on me, darling,” Wynn says softly. “It’s just us, baby. Don’t worry about that bit right now. Just do what feels good,” she says, raising her eyebrows.
Evie nods, closing her eyes as she rolls her hips again. She starts up a steady rocking and bouncing motion, breath coming faster as Wynn starts lifting her hips into her.
“That’s it, love,” Wynn encourages. “Look so beautiful, Fief.”
Evie grins, cracking her eyes open as she smiles down at Wynn, face flushed.
“There’s my pretty girl,” Wynn smiles back.
Evie picks up her pace, moving more roughly as Wynn does, too, eventually the both of them letting out little grunts and puffs of air.
“Fuck, Fief,” Wynn breathes.
“So close, Wynn,” she mutters, squeezing her eyes shut.
“I’ve got you, sweetheart,” she says, dropping a hand to the plunger.
Evie squeezes her hard, bouncing, then jolts before picking up her previous rhythm. She gets in a few more thrusts before Evie settles low into her lap, grinding down on the strap as she comes. Wynn hesitates for just a moment.
“Ready?”
Evie just nods, holding Wynn's wrist as she presses the plunger. Evie feels an odd sensation inside of her that has her flinching a bit, then settles down, sitting on Wynn's thighs to catch her breath.
They both stay quiet for a while, then Evie cracks open an eye, smiling at Wynn shyly. “I love you, Wynn. So much.”
“Love you too, Fief. You okay?”
Evie nods, then glances down. “Er… this may not have been the best way to do this. As far as… cleanup.”
Wynn glances down, too, then grimaces. “Right…”
“Uhm… here. Roll us over. That way it isn't all over you.”
“That ship may have sailed, unfortunately,” Wynn says, nose wrinkled. She rolls them anyway, then pulls out, unbuckling everything and moving to the bathroom to wash everything off.
“Baby, I can do that,” Evie says. “I know it’s probably a bit odd for you, given that it’s-”
“Nope!” Wynn calls loudly. “Please don’t remind me where it came from! It’s fine as long as I don’t think about it. You stay there, I’ll be back in a second.”
Evie laughs, but stays put, curling into Wynn's arms when she comes back, kissing her softly.
“You’re okay?” Wynn checks again.
“I’m good. A bit… nervous, I suppose. But-”
“No regrets, right?”
“No regrets,” Evie confirms. “It was just… it’s a big deal.”
“It is,” Wynn agrees. “It isn't too much, right? Because we don’t have to do it again and we could always go got the pill-”
“That would defeat the purpose, love,” Evie teases.
“I know! I just don’t want you to be stressed about it. If you’ve changed your mind, that’s okay.”
“Have you changed your mind?”
“No,” Wynn says, shaking her head. “But I’m not the one trying to get pregnant, so-”
Evie goes a bit pale at that. “Right… that is what I’m doing, isn't it?”
“Fief - you do know how this works, right?” Wynn asks, momentarily completely horrified that Evie doesn’t know what she’s getting herself into.
“Of course I do,” Evie says, rolling her eyes. “I know how babies are made. It just… it’s just sort of all feeling real at once, you know?”
“I know.”
“It’s scary.”
“I know.”
“I’m excited! But it’s-”
“It’s scary,” Wynn finishes for her.