My very first MPREG fic. This little fic will follow Gibbs and Tony through a few sweet, hot, tender scenes before and during the birth of their daughter. This will contain fairly detailed descriptions of the process, some kink, some smut, a healthy dose of Tony!Whump, a look at a very intimate time for out fave Slash couple, and an ending that...well...no spoilers.

WARNING! This fic contains M rated material, Smut, Kink, Slash, MPREG Tony and graphic descriptions of labor and birth. Don't like, don't read! No flames please. There are lots of other non-kink fic out there for your enjoyment.

If you are not turned off by MPREG, like your Tony a little Whumped, like smut and tender, honest, emotional scenes between two lovers, I really think you will enjoy this. Give it a shot :)

"Hey, you're the one who wanted this in the first place," Tony whined.

"I recall it being a mutual effort, DiNozzo," Jethro chided patiently.

"DiNozzo-Gibbs, Gibbs. And you were the one who brought it up," he accused. "Now look at me. I'm sore, I'm fat, I'm tired, I'm horny as hell, and most days you have to help me off the toilet." He stroked the broad expanse of his nearly full-term belly and continued to stare petulantly at Jethro.

"It's Lamaze class, Tony. You're the one who said you wanted a home birth," he reminded his partner.

"You know I hate hospitals. Besides, we've been to 7 classes already, I know how to breathe," he pouted. "Just don't feel like it today."

Tony winced slightly and shifted uncomfortably on the couch. "You can quit that any time, kid." He poked at the top of his slightly lop-sided belly.

"What's up?" Gibbs was immediately on alert. Something had been off about Tony for the last few days and he was watching his every move closely now that they were so close to the end. They were both on paternity leave now and had enjoyed a few blissfully quiet days alone working on final preparations for the birth and getting some projects done around the house that they wouldn't have time for once the baby arrived.

"Your kid's been punching me in the same spot for the last ten minutes. I swear, with her rhythm she's gonna be a drummer in a rock band one day." He pulled up his shirt and exposed the rounded mound of his stomach which shifted beneath his hands with their daughter's movements.

"Not if I have anything to say about it." Gibbs smiled and slid in behind Tony on the couch. Pregnancy had made Tony even sexier to him if that were possible and he felt himself stiffen a little at the display of taut skin. "Let me feel."

Leaning back into Jethro's arms, Tony didn't fail to notice the erection now pressed against the curve of his back. "You never cease to amaze me, Jethro. The fatter I get, the more it turns you on. If I'd have known you had a pregnancy fetish…" He didn't finish the sentence as Gibbs' hands came to rest on the side of his tummy, rubbing soothing circles over the area where their baby continued to assault his insides with little kicks and jerks.

Jethro's hands stilled suddenly as he identified the movement within. He laughed mirthfully and Tony immediately tried to push his hands away in defense.

"What?" The younger man said accusingly.

"This happen before?" Gibbs asked.

"Sometimes, I guess, why?"

"It's hiccups." Gibbs pressed a light kiss to the side of his neck and Tony could feel the smile against his skin. "Our little girl has the hiccups."

"Hiccups?" he breathed, incredulously. "Seriously? Is that…is that normal?" his hand pressed in close to Gibbs' to feel the movements from the outside.

"Absolutely. Surprised you didn't notice what it was before now. When Shannon was…" he let the sentence run off.

"It's okay, Gibbs. Tell me. I want to hear." Tony placed a hand on top of Jethro's, urging him to keep talking even if it was painful.

"When Shannon was pregnant," he continued, "she said Kelly would get them for hours. Said they even kept her awake at night and when I was home on leave I remember…I remember feeling them in the small of my back when she would curl up against me." There was an ache in his voice but a smile as well. The tumultuous assault of bittersweet memory.

"Thank you for telling me that." Tony's own voice was thick and they sat together quietly for a minute feeling the life they had created together move within him as he fought back the sting of tears. He could blame it on the hormones but he was pretty sure they weren't responsible this time.

Finally, he took a deep breath and shifted against Jethro, moving his hand back to the top of his belly to stroke the arch of their daughter's back which was easy to feel now that her quarters were growing increasingly cramped. "This little one's got 'em bad." He could actually see the tiny bounces beneath his skin with each continued hiccup. Now that he thought about it, he realized he had been feeling them pretty frequently over the last month or two.

"I'll say." Jethro's tone had returned to one of quiet hunger and he slipped his palms around the bottom of Tony's belly, pushing his fingers into the elastic waist of the oversized sweats he was wearing, the only thing that felt remotely comfortable now that he was approaching his due date.

"Mmm…" Tony moaned, rising into the touch as much as he could. A quick rush of heat to his cock and he was already tenting the soft material of his pants. He wasn't surprised. He hadn't been able to get enough of Gibbs since sometime in his 4th month and luckily Jethro seemed to grow ever more willing to oblige as his waistline expanded and he rounded out. The fact that Gibbs had kinks still kind of amazed him even after several years of being together.

"Like that? Feeling better now?" One of Gibbs' hands dipped in and gripped his cock, stroking him lazily while his other hand swept back up over his belly, circling the curved mound slowly in ever collapsing circles until his fingers swept over Tony's pointed belly button, milking a deep groan from the younger man.

"Feels so good…so sensitive," he breathed, loving the feel of Jethro's hands on his stretched skin. His little outie had popped in the last month and it seemed to have a direct nerve link to his dick whenever he was turned on.

After toying with Tony's sensitive belly for a few minutes, enjoying the feel of smooth rounded skin sliding beneath his hands, he pushed Tony's shirt up a little higher, giving him access to his chest and nipples. Tony wouldn't be able to nurse their daughter himself but his breasts had grown slightly puffier, his nipples darker and more protruding as he got closer to the end of pregnancy.

Tony moaned low as Gibbs palmed his right nipple, let calloused flesh rasp across the peaked nub. "More," he pleaded, raising his own hand to the other side and mirroring Jethro's movements. His skin was alive with nerve endings, the tissue beneath sensitive and engorged. With his other hand he reached down and pushed his pants over his hips, giving Gibbs room to move and covering the older man's hand with his, setting a quick pace. More than anything, he wanted Jetho inside of him but in the last month, penetration had grown a bit uncomfortable and their available positions limited by his increasing girth.

Gibbs was tempted to make Tony come just like this. DiNozzo was close already, he could tell by the shaky rhythm of his breathing, the twitching of his muscles and those mewling little cries that went straight to his cock.

He loved how responsive Tony's chest had become, loved to suckle him mercilessly, tease and even bite at the hypersensitive flesh when they made love but right now he wanted more and that meant relinquishing the blushing bud between his fingertips and the rock hard cock in his fist.

Whimpering in disappointment when Gibbs suddenly pulled his hand away, Tony felt Jethro shift behind him as he extracted himself from the couch. When Gibbs quickly sank to his knees his frustration vanished and he licked his lips in anticipation, hungrily watching Jetho undo his own pants and pull out his cock.

"Lift up," he urged, tugging impatiently at Tony's sweats.

DiNozzo obliged the best that he could and immediately felt Gibbs' lips assaulting the underside of his belly with soft, eager kisses as he slipped a hand beneath Tony's balls.

"So beautiful," he murmured, tracing the curve of Tony's stomach with his mouth and sliding down to swallow his cock, taking him deep on his first gulp and hollowing out his cheeks hard.

"Fuck!" Tony swore, his senses brutally assaulted by the riotous combination of sentimentality and sexy-as-hell that Jethro was dishing out this morning. His fingers twisted in the silvery locks on the head bobbing insistently over his dick, eliciting a tiny growl from Gibbs that vibrated up the length of his cock and attached to his spine.

Gibbs paused his attack on Tony's erection just long enough to moisten two of his fingers and slip them back beneath DiNozzo's balls, tugging his hips forward as he pressed hard against his hole. Tony hadn't been able to handle his cock for the last few weeks but he still loved his prostate caressed when he came.

When one of Jethro's long fingers slipped inside of him he was a hair away from gone. A few more strokes of the older man's talented tongue sweeping up and down his dick and he let himself go, coming tight and hard down Gibbs's throat with a breathless cry of ecstasy.

Stroking Tony's belly as he trembled in the throes of orgasm, Jethro swallowed the last of his load and released him, making sure the younger man had calmed and relaxed before he rose stiffly.

When Tony opened his eyes a moment later it was to the breathtaking image of Gibbs standing over him, watching him intently while tugging hard at his own cock. From the set of the older man's jaw and the way his stomach muscles bunched and quivered, he was already poised on the edge. Despite his sated state, Tony longed to taste his partner, to be the one who brought him off even though he did enjoy watching him pleasure himself. Scooting to the edge of the couch and leaning forward as much as his distended abdomen would allow he grasped Jethro's hips, slid his hands around to cup the well-rounded ass he loved so much and took a long lick up the length of Gibbs' erection before swallowing it in its entirety.

"Mmm…" Jethro keened, the high and needy sound filling the space around them as his hands settled on Tony's shoulders, fingernails digging in, flexing and releasing as the heat coiling in his belly crept up his spine.

Gibbs stiffened, arched backwards and Tony felt the hot pulse of cum against the back of his throat as his partner emptied himself in ragged spurts, mumbled endearments under his breath that always made Tony shudder.

When Jethro's quakes had been reduced to trembles Tony gently released him and ran his hands soothingly over his hips and thighs, helping him come down. "Gibbs," he said gently, rousing the older man from his state of bliss.

"Hmm?"

"I need to pee. Help me up?" He hated to ruin the moment but the pressure on his bladder was becoming uncomfortable.

Once Tony was on his feet, Jethro pulled up his jeans and collapsed back onto the couch.

"Wasn't that better than Lamaze class?" Tony tossed over his shoulder smugly.

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