Me, Myself, and I

Frank was crying. Chris was sitting on the couch next to him, stroking his tears away and talking to him softly. I was curled up in the armchair, blankets tucked around me. Chris glanced up and Frank looked at me sadly, his eyes haunted and brimming over with tears. I knew that look; Chris had told him. I dragged myself out of the chair and was walking over, but Chris jumped up and scooped me up, kissing my nose. “Let's go upstairs..”
Frank touched my side lightly. “I have to run out for a bit, but I'll be back in about an hour. Love you..” He hurried off, trying to brush his tears away. Chris carried me upstairs patiently, quietly pointing to the calendar. “You're in your fertility window for this month..” He said softly. I blushed and wriggled out of his arms, standing next to him.
“Are you ready..?”
I nodded slightly, sniffling. “Promise...promise me you won't let anything happen..?”
Chris nodded and kissed me gently. “Of course I promise. I will do everything I can to make sure you and the new baby make it through safe..”
I smiled sadly and Chris nuzzled my neck gently. “Get undressed for me..” He murmured. My heart rate doubled in a millisecond and I rubbed my eyes before slipping my shirt and sweatpants off, then kicking away my boxers. Chris tossed his shirt away and leaned over me, kissing my cheek. I could tell he was scared, so I gently maneuvered him towards the bed, kissing him as I pushed him down. “I know you've never done this before and you probably don't want to...but I'm gonna try and make this nice..”
Chris smiled and grabbed my hair, tugging me down before flipping me onto my back. I gasped and giggled happily as I grabbed at his shoulders. He started kissing and sucking at my sweet spot, making me moan loudly, my back arched and my mouth open wide. He grinned against my skin and ran his thumbs over my nipples. I whined happily and ground up against his hips, desperate for friction. He wriggled out of his tight jeans and kicked his boxers away in a single predatory movement, his muscles rolling in his back. My mouth practically watered as I looked over his naked body, grasping for his hands. Chris bit his lip uncertainly and I smiled, spreading my legs for him. “Just kiss me. It'll feel right..”
He leaned over me and I moaned happily as his tip pushed into me slowly. I gripped his hips and carefully pulled him all the way in, settling myself down comfortably. Chris kissed me lightly and I could see he was blushing furiously. “It's okay..” I purred, stroking his cheeks. “We're just making a baby. Nothing special..”
He chuckled nervously and nuzzled my jaw. “This isn't as gross as I thought it would be. It's kinda nice..”
I smiled and pecked his lips. “Roll over..”
He did as told and I made sure he was comfy before leaning over and starting to bounce on his dick. Chris moaned in surprise, and soon his fingers were tangled in my hair, his forehead on mine as we both gasped for air. I was close, and I could tell he was getting there, so I let him flip me over. He started pounding into me, instinct taking over as he shuddered and came into me with a loud moan. I grinned and wriggled against him, purring happily. “Mmh. You're the best, Chrissy..”
I watched him pull out and moved, positioning myself so my hips were elevated. Chris slipped his boxers on and laid down next to me, starting to braid my wild hair. “That wasn't horrible..” He mused. I giggled and kissed his fingers. “Weirdo..” I teased gently. He chuckled and leaned down, kissing my throat lightly. I grinned and he knelt down by my head, lifting it into his lap as he played with my hair and touched my cheek soothingly. “This happened kinda fast..” Chris said slowly after a brief silence. “I know you're still in mourning. I know you, you don't recover quickly. And that's okay...I think we could have waited a little longer for this, but I also think it will be good for you. I want you to have some kind of purpose outside of work and stuff..” He trailed off and sighed. “I'm rambling...I just want you to know that I don't expect you to be fully recovered, pretty much ever, just like I don't expect you to try and have a relationship with your biological family. You can come to Frank and me about anything...yeah? Healing is a process and it goes backwards sometimes, but that's just how it goes. Don't be embarrassed to talk to us..”
I nodded and smiled, reaching back to hold his hand. “And just because I'm not at a hundred percent...I don't want you to hold back from talking to me about your feelings or issues..”
Chris smiled back and kissed my nose lightly. “I know…”
The door creaked and Frank slipped in, smiling at me shyly. I blushed and tugged a blanket over my body, wriggling to be more comfortable as he sat down next to me. “I love you..” He said quietly, putting his hand on my chest lightly. I smiled and kissed his fingers. “I love you too..”
Chris sighed and got off the bed. “I'm gonna go shower..”
I blew him a kiss, giggling softly. “M’kay. Love ya, I'll probably take a bath in about fifteen minutes..”
He nodded and touched my side gently before walking off. Frank took his place by me, rubbing my chest lightly. “Mh. Cutie..”
I blushed and shrugged. “If you say so. Lay with me..”

Notes

Sorry it's short, and I promise I won't make the asexual guy have sex again