Denial is the Way

Ender took out his phone, pulling up his shirt as he started recording the babies kicking. His stomach would stretch out when they would kick him hard. He started getting used to the pain, even though it still hurt. 

 

Nevan walked into the room with only pajama pants on and messy hair. Ender would have enjoyed the show because Nevan is sexy with a gifted body by the gods. But the babies kicking took his attention. 

 

Opening the second bottom drawer, pulling out a shirt, Nevan glanced at Ender recording his stomach. "What are you doing?" He asked, putting the top on. 

 

"I am catching the twins kicking the shit out of me and showing it to mom," Ender answered. 

 

Another kick happened after he spoke, showing an imprint of a foot with his skin stretching. "See?" 

 

Nevan got on the bed, sitting down, as he touched the spot where one of the babies kicked. Once he did, Ender's skin stretched again as the imprint looked similar to a hand. 

 

"Aw, one of the babies felt you touching. Now, if only they would stop hurting me." Ender spoke with a sigh.

 

After Ender's words, the babies began to calm down. Ender pulled his phone back up, playing the video he took. The volume on his phone was low, so the soft sounds of Ender and Nevan talking filled the room. 

 

Nevan kept rubbing his stomach, "Do you want to take baby bump photos?" 

 

Ender frowned at Nevan’s words. He did not have any problem with people taking baby bump photos. Most of the ones he saw were cute. But, Ender did not want to do that. 

 

"No, but we can have baby photos when the twins are born." 

 

"You don't want any pictures of your baby bump to put on the wall? I know you don't want to get pregnant again, so it is best to have a picture to save now." 

 

Ender shook his head, "We can take one on my phone. I don't want to get pictures done." 

 

Nevan let it go. "Okay." 

 

Before Nevan could continue, Ender leaned over with a frown on his face as he grabbed his stomach. He felt uncomfortable, like he was having cramps. 

 

"What's wrong? Are you okay?" Nevan asked, putting his hand over Ender's hand. 

 

Ender nodded, even though the uncomfortable feeling was still there. "I think this is what the doctor meant when he talked about Braxton Hicks contractions." 

 

"Do you want to get up and walk, or should I get some water?" Nevan asked, pulling his hand away as he already started moving off the bed. 

 

"Water," Ender spoke as he waited for the uncomfortable feeling to pass. 

 

Nevan left the room to grab some water. 

 

After a few more seconds, the feeling started to go away. Ender leaned back on the headboard, sighing. And here is another reason why I am ready for these babies to come already. 

 

Nevan reentered the room with a glass of water in his hand. He handed it to Ender. Ender grabbed it, drinking some water, but not all of it because it would only make him go to the bathroom. 

 

He set the glass of water on the nightstand, "Did you talk with mom about having the others help you pack?" 

 

Nevan nodded, "I did. Kay said she could get her minions to do all the work. I don't need to pack everything. I only need my stuff since I want to give the home to my little sister." 

 

"You should still let Kay's people do it; they can get the job done fast," Ender responded. 

 

Nevan smiled, "Aw, you want me here that quick. I can text her right now and tell her we can get started tomorrow." 

 

Ender grabbed one of the pillows, throwing it at Nevan, who dodged it. "Shut up. I will kick you out." 

 

Nevan got back on the bed, moving next to Ender as he kissed his cheek, "And I would sleep by the front door, waiting for you to let me in." 

 

"Hmm, I should test it." 

 

Instead of replying, Nevan kissed Ender's forehead, then his nose, moving to his left and right cheek, passing over his lips as he kissed Ender's chin. 

 

As he pulled back, Ender followed him, closing the gap between them as he kissed Nevan. The kiss was tender and slow before picking up as Nevan softly bit Ender's bottom lip, causing him to open them. 

 

Nevan stuck his tongue inside, exploring Ender's mouth as the kiss deepened. Ender grabbed the back of Nevan's head, pushing them closer as the kiss began to heat up. 

 

But before it could go too far, Ender pulled back. He felt himself getting turned on and did not feel comfortable having sex while he is pregnant. 

 

Nothing is wrong with it, but it was not for him. 

 

A line of saliva stuck between them as they separated before breaking. Ender rested his head on Nevan's forehead as their breath started to mix. 

 

Nevan gripped the bedsheets, trying to calm down while Ender's hand on him lax, moving down to his lap. 

 

"I think I need to go to the bathroom," Nevan whispered. 

 

Ender shivered, "Don't tell me that." Those words made it hard for Ender to calm down. He has been horny for the past few months, but he has been pushing it back, trying to ignore it. 

 

Nevan chuckled, moving away as he got up, going to the bathroom. 

 

Ender covered his face that began to grow warm as he heard the bathroom door closing. He tried not to imagine what Nevan was doing in there. 

 

He internally screamed, "I wonder what's going to kill me first, pregnancy or blue balls?" 

 

Pulling his hand away from his face, Ender grabbed the remote, changing the channel to cartoons as he turned up the volume. He wanted to block out any sounds that he would hear from the bathroom. 

 

As the cartoons played, the babies started kicking his stomach again, like they could hear him watching cartoons. 

 

At least the kicking became the best distraction.