Calum and Michael lie on the sofa with the living room lights turned off and the horror film playing quietly on the TV. Calum against the arm of the chair with Michael placed between his legs. A blanket is thrown over the two even though it wasn't necessary due to the Australian heat. But they don't care.
Calum takes his eyes of the telly and flicks them down to look at the back of Michael's head. His bleach blond hair sticking in all directions.
"Yeah babe?" Michael hums, turning his attention to Calum.
"How come - actually never mind it's stupid."
"No, go on."
Calum sighs and rests his chin on top of Michael's head. "How come I've never topped?"
It's silent for a second and then Michael sits up and turns his body in Calum's direction. "Because I'm the dominant one."
"Okay but when did we decide this?"
"Well, we didn't. But I always top so I kinda guessed I was the dominant one. Why are you asking this anyway?"
Calum shrugs and mumbles something incoherent as he throws the blanket off the both of them. He gets off the sofa and wanders down the hallway and into their bedroom. He falls face first onto the bed and buries his face into the pillow.
In the living room, Michael sighs and gets up to follow him. He stops at the bedroom door and leans against the frame, a smirk pulling at his lips as he stares at his fiancé in amusement.
"Would you like to top, is that it?" He asks and Calum groans into the pillow.
"Speak up, Cal, I didn't hear that."
Calum lifts up and mumbles a quick "yes" before shoving his face into the pillow again.
"You could've just said," Michael shrugs and moves to sit down on the edge of the bed.
"Wait really?" Calum perks up.
Michael shrugs again. "I mean, it's be weird, but we can give it a try if you want."
"Michael have I ever told you how much I love you?" Calum asks, bringing Michael's face to his and kissing him passionately.
"Yes, but even if you hadn't that kiss would've told me so any way."
"You're cute, Michael Clifford."
"Tell me something I don't know." Michael smirks and pulls Calum down to connect their lips again.
Calum trails his hands up Michael's thighs until he reaches the hem of his shirt, pulling it over Michael's head. He throws it to the floor and returns back to Michael's lips, his fingers gripping onto Michael's waist.
Michael unbuttons Calum's shirt, thanking the lord that the boy chose to wear a button up for work. He pulls it off Calum's shoulders and lets it drop to the floor besides his own shirt.
The both of them are grinding against each other, their hard ons rubbing against their jeans. Michael fumbles for Calum's button, but the tan boy grabs his hands.
"No no, me first," he says, slowly dragging his hand across Michael's bulge and unzipping the pants. He pulls them off a long with Michael's boxers, allowing Michael's member to be free from restriction.
Michael follows suit until both boys are naked, and Michael lays on his back with his legs wrapped around Calum's waist.
"Are you ready?" Calum asks Michael, his pupils dilated. The blond nods and Calum grabs the lube from the bedside table.
"Do you want preparation?"
"No," Michael says instantly.
Calum shrugs and squirts the lube onto his fingers, and spreading it onto his aching member.
Lining up with Michael, the raven haired boy slowly pushes himself inside. He stops when he hears Michael whimper, knowing it's the right thing to do as Michael always stopped for him.
Michael nods. "Just- Just give me a second."
Calum can feel Michael clench around him slightly. He stares down at the beautiful boy with loving eyes and dips in for another kiss.
"You can move now," Michael whispers when they pull away.
Calum obliges and slowly starts to thrust, his hips moving back and forth. A low moan escapes from Michael and Calum starts to get faster as he tries to find Michael's spot.
"Fuck oh my god Calum," Michael mumbles, bucking his hips up in time with Calum's.
"You feel so good," Calum compliments, placing his head in the crook of Michael's neck.
Soon, he finds Michael's spot and thrusts harder to pleasure the older boy. Sweet moans and curses are thrown around the room until finally Calum releases inside of Michael and Michael releases all over Calum's chest and his stomach.
Calum falls on top of Michael and wraps his arms around the boy, his breath hitting the side of Michael's neck and leaving a trail of goosebumps up the boys skin.
"How was that? Did I do okay?" Calum asks when he finally pulls out of Michael.
"It was good," Michael nods his head. "But I'm definitely better on top."
Calum punches Michael in the arm.
Okay so hi, this is my new fanfic, my first time writing an mpreg (and gay smut lmao thanks May) and i hope you enjoy it. This part is short only because it's the prologue, I promise that the chapters will be longer.