2025-03-17 15:30:19 ¶ ● ⬈

sparks-out:

> Jon getting pregnant by his own father…….

> Elias sinking deep inside the body he helped make and changing it, making Jon his all over again. Everybody already knows Jon is Elias’ child, and now they get to see him carry Elias’ child.

> Of course, they’re both very careful never to do or say anything which might betray the true nature of their relationship, but there’s definitely a… a strange energy between them that others pick up on.

> Jon letting his father care for him while he’s sick. Resting his head in Elias’ lap as he reads to him, one of his father’s hands resting warm and possessive on his growing stomach. Fingers running over the stretch marks over and over again, even as Elias’ warm voice soothes Jon to sleep. Elias taking food to Jon, making whatever he craves and bringing it to him. Holding Jon. Fucking him, whenever he needs it. Tenderly making love to him too.

> I think the pregnancy makes Jon miserable and guilt over their relationship all over again. I think he needs more cnc scenes, needs scenes where Elias punishes him. Spanks him and calls him a slut, so eager for cock that he’ll spread his legs for his own father. That he’ll let Elias do so many things to him. Spanking Jon raw, forcing his cock inside, every harsh thrust making the bruises sing, finishing inside and then lovingly pulling Jon into his lap, where he can cry and sob his feelings out all warm and safe in his arms.

> Elias bringing Jon to all his appointments, sitting with him. Someone there telling Jon how lucky he is to have such a supportive father. They’re sure Elias will be a great granddad. Jon feels such a complicated, tangled mess of emotions over that one…

> And when Jon starts to lactate……. <3<3<3<3<3

> Maybe the first time it happens Jon is in Elias’ office to complain about something and the pregnancy comes up. Jon annoyed at how full he feels. How sore his chest is. Elias’ eyes going wide, him backing Jon over onto the couch in his office. Pinning him down onto it, unbuttoning his shirt, staring at every inch of revealed skin with hungry, hungry eyes. His son, sore and aching and full of Elias, of course he’s hard. Of course he needs to see for himself. Pull down Jon’s bra. Cup the soft, round swell of his son’s breasts. Squeeze them, Jon moaning as a small bit of milk squirts out. Elias eagerly lapping it up before latching on and beginning to suckle at his swollen breasts. One of Elias’ hands creeping down to feel for all the places he’ll be leaving a permanent mark on Jon. Eventually coming to rest above Jon’s bladder. He continues to drink greedily, slipping a thigh between Jon’s legs so he has something to hump. Jon crying out softly, rolling his hips into the solid, steady warmth of Elias’ leg. Elias pressing on his bladder. His son writhing and gasping beneath him, “no, wait, please- I’m going to-” moaning as he can’t help himself anymore, letting out a long, thick stream of urine into his pants, Elias’ own growing damp from the contact. The humiliation, the feel of his father eagerly suckling from him, the pleasure of finally peeing like he needed to and the mortification of wetting himself makes Jon cum, shaking and crying out as he trembles beneath his father.