UNEXPECTED .II

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╔══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╗This starts off in a smut scene, so there's your warning!

anytime, any place, any angle, any position^

"Oh my... god" you whined, fisting the bedsheets in your hands.

Tim had insisted to try something you hadn't done much.

"I want you to sit on my face" he dared.

And the new angle was... nothing but amazing. You hovered over him, while he licked and sucked every part of your soaking wet pussy. 

"Did I ever tell you that you're somehow even more sexy pregnant?" He grinned, guiding your hips forward after crashing down from your high.

It had been three weeks since you'd told Tim that you were expecting. Your symptoms had started to ease up, but let's just say the pregnancy hormones made you go wild.

You felt like a horny teenager again, wanting to do it all the time, but of course he never minded. Somehow everything felt ten-times better, thanks to the end of your first trimester.

"Round two?" You broke off his lips. He looked worn out already but always gave you what you wanted.

"On your hands and knees this time" he breathed, springing off the bed with a second bout of energy.

"Yes sir" you bit your lip and did as you were told.

He stood behind you, taking two fingers and gathering your arousal to rub around his swollen tip, slowly entering you.

"fuck baby, you feel so good" he groaned, a sheen coat of sweat covering his chest. Both your bodies were so alive from the first time going at it, that the second time around was euphoric.

"mm yea, just like that" you muffled into the sheets. Your previous orgasm making it easier for him to thrust in and out.

He kept a slow but daunting pace. After all you were both exhausted from round one. Each time he filled you fully sent waves of heat through your body.

A harsh palm slapped against your ass, causing you to wince in pain. Only second later turning to pleasure.

"Count them for me" he ordered, a hand now fisting your hair, holding your head off the bed.

With another slap he waited for you to speak.

"One", his pace increased causing your vision to go blurry.

"Two" you continued, a burning sting on your left cheek.

"Whose pussy is this?" He taunted.

"Your's baby, it's yours-" you bit down hard against your bottom lip you could taste blood forming on the surface.

He continued, harsh but inviting smacks against your ass. Each one sent a spark through your body and moans escape your lips.

"Five",  your finger tips gripping so hard into the sheets they were turning white.

...

"Nine" you cried, the sensations driving another orgasm to its peak.

"Louder" he grunted, pounding you harder from behind. With one last smack, you came undone over him.

"Ten- oh my god Tim" you pleaded. Your body left limp, while he pulled your hair back enough, your bodies flush with each other.

His hand moved to wrap around your throat while he kissed up and down your neck.

Letting go you sunk down into the mattress, feeling absolutely ran through.

"Come on, time to get ready for work" he panted.

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"What's up, you seem extra happy lately?" Lucy asked.

Well... if you only knew what we'd been up to...

The realization that today was the day you'd announce your pregnancy to the rest of the your co-workers, as only Lopez and Grey knew. After getting  healthy report from your last ultrasound appointment, there was no need to keep hiding the small bump underneath a jacket.

"Ah nothing, just-" you stammered, trying to find an excuse. Thankfully, Grey walked in with Tim next to his side.

Tim shot you a look through the crowd, imagining what you'd been doing for an hour before shift started.

"Settle down everyone, we have a familiar face back at the station. Sergeant Bradford felt like it was time to pay a visit to us lower class folk" Grey joked. Tim had been full time at Metro for several months, so thankfully he came back to see everyone.

Why is he back, you might ask? Well... considering he hated the fact that you were carrying his child and he had no way to protect you... he may have 'bribed' Grey to take a couple shifts and ride with you.

Was it technically ethical in the rule book? No it wasn't. But, Tim had bribed Grey his limited edition Rams jersey in exchange to spend a few shifts with you.

Grey went over today's assignments, which seemed like an unusual slow day in LA for once.

"To finish off, I want to ask Officer Bradford to please come up here" Grey waved you up to the front.

Staring out into the group of officers, you realized just how much this group was like family to you. Some of which you've watched since they were rookies, and others move up to higher positions.

"'Bradford² squared' ... take it away" Grey joked. (pls tell me someone gets the joke)

"Hi everyone, Bradford and I-" you started, knowing how silly that sounded considering both your last names were the same.

"-we wanted to tell you all something that we've been hiding" Tim finished for you. Nudging you to continue.

The entire briefing room had their eyes glued to the both of you, the anticipation was high.

"We're expecting! Baby Bradford in March" you squealed with excitement, turning to reveal the small bump under your jacket.

Tim's hand moved to your back, turning you in for a quick kiss.

The briefing room was filled with cheers and screams. So many people ran up to you hugging and swarmed both of you.

"No way" Lucy yelled

"So that's why she's been wearing the jacket all the time" Nolan added.

"A Bradford baby!" Aaron added.

I love these people...

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"Now Sergeant Bradford, you don't need to give me any special treatment today" you logged into the box inside the shop. Tim hit the streets, happy to be able to spend some time close with you.

"Listen here Officer Bradford, I am not going to be easy on you today. We're taking all the crazy calls, and I'm going to brush up on your procedures" Tim rambled on, clearly joking.

"yea sure" you rolled your eyes.

This was going to be a long but fun shift.

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"Seven-Adam-Nineteen, public disturbance, caller reported a man and woman arguing on the corner of Hauser boulevard and Edgewood" the dispatcher chimed in.

"Seven-Adam-Nineteen, show us responding" Tim replied.

"What the hell-" you blurt, as Tim pulls up to a sidewalk where a man and woman are arguing outside a restaurant.

Rushing out of the car Tim takes the lead, while your hand is positioned to the side of your gun.

"Officers thank god, my wife won't let me take her to dinner. Baby I'm just trying to show you I'm working on myself, to be a better man for you" the man went on, completely ignoring your presence.

You and Tim exchanged a quick glance at one another, this guy sounded delusional.

"Okay sir, can you step aside for me" you ordered, as Tim took the woman a few steps to the other side.

Listening in to their conversation, you could hear the woman tell Tim that her 'ex-husband' had been going awol off of drugs and left her for another woman. Now he's trying to turn his life around and win her back.

"Sir?" You asked, noticing his fidgeting movements.

"what?" He barked. His nose and hands twitching.

"Do you have any illegal substances on you right now?" you tried to stay calm and ask. His eyebrows squinting together at your accusation.

"Excuse me?" He looked guilty as hell.

"I'm gonna need you to turn around, hands against the wall" you demanded. Starting your body search, you felt a small packet of something in his back pocket.

"Looks like you weren't trying to get clean after all" you huffed under your breath.

"Will you shut the fuck up, you don't know what you're talking about" he spat. His words hitting you hard.

"Calm down sir, just doing my job here" you continued to pat down his legs.

With a swift and fast push off the building, he had kicked a knee out and booted you in the chest, causing you to fall flat on your back.

"Fucking bitches, you need to know when to mind your god damn business!" he yelled, running in the opposite direction.

Tim came rushing to your side and you tried to regain balance.

"Baby are you okay" he fumed. Once you nodded, he started running after the suspect.

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"Show me a code four at our location. One suspect in custody" Tim radioed as he dragged the tweaked out man back to the shop, using a little extra force than needed.

You weren't hurt by any means but falling against a hard concrete sidewalk wasn't something you'd expect to happen today.

"See this 'fucking bitch' right here?" Tim cursed, his eyebrows forced together. "yea that's why my wife you asshole and carrying my child. Apologize right now" he smacked the side of his head.

"S-sorry officer... m'am" the man sputtered.

You gripped against Tim's hand the whole drive back to the station, trying to calm his nerves.

"you are so taking maternity leave early" he scoffed.

another eventful day on patrol...