ATU 2/7 Aliens and Rainbows
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pyrosgfTitle: Across The Universe 2/
Part 2: Aliens and Rainbows
Author: pyrosgf
Pairing: Lambliff
Wordcount: 4543
Rating: R
Warnings: Mpreg If it’s not your cup of tea scroll., aliens, sexing, and weirdness. Also this is NOT meant to be a crack fic, so if you’re looking for crack you might wanna go somewhere else. Later chapters will be in rather graphic detail.
Disclaimer: Nope I don’t own them. Don’t claim it ever happened and all that jazz.
Notes: I’ve been toying with the idea of writing a serious mpreg for many years and it wasn’t until the time of Lambliff that inspiration hit me in which to do so. This is a story of how alien Tommy discovers and copes with a pregnancy with Adam.
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scorpio_15, mirbabe, and tommyglitter, thank you girls for the feedback and constant support. I couldn’t have done this without you.
Beta:scorpio_15.
PS If you want to check out all the other American Idol fics that I have somehow written without realizing just how many. I’ve compiled a master list, which you can find here.
ATU 1/7 Chasing Your Starlight
Tommy curled against the tall man and a million thoughts bombarded his mind as a clueless Adam drifted off to sleep.
The past month and a half had been awkward at best. Tommy waited and with every twinge in his stomach he feared the worst. Adam looked solemn because each time he tried to get closer, Tommy brushed him off. It wasn’t until one day at band practice that Tommy’s fears were confirmed.
Minutes after the band had returned from lunch Tommy felt his stomach roll. Without a word and ignoring many strange looks he darted to the bathroom, making it to the toilet in time to heave the contents of his stomach as an offering to the porcelain gods. He’d always thought humans were crazy for using that term, but right now it seemed ironically appropriate as the remnants of his lunch swirled in a murky rainbow down the toilet.
“Tommy?” Adam’s voice was filled with concern.
Tommy yanked some toilet paper to wipe his mouth and attempted to stand so he could exit the stall, but his stomach had other ideas. Again he was brought to his knees. When he finished expelling the rest of his lunch, he whined low in his throat and laid his head against the toilet seat. Any other time it would’ve seemed gross, but at the moment the cool surface felt like heaven.
“Tommy, are you okay?” Tommy heard the water turning on and when it ceased Adam’s footsteps approached his stall. “I’m coming in.” Weakly, Tommy looked back to see the locking mechanism on the stall being twisted and finally the door swung in to reveal Adam, his face consumed with worry. Tommy was relieved to feel a cold paper towel on his forehead, Adam’s hand pressing it firmly in place. It cooled his overheated skin and somehow calmed his lurching stomach.
He immediately felt better with Adam’s calm aura surrounding him. He should be pushing Adam away, but he couldn’t. No, he wanted the comfort and when Adam squatted beside him and pulled him into his arms, Tommy let his body go limp. “I feel better now, must’ve been something I ate.” He hated lying, and felt even worse that he was lying to the man he’d fallen for. He winced to himself; that being the first time he’d consciously admitted that he was under Adam’s spell. Tommy was in love with the man who was holding him so carefully. He’d loved Adam since he’d first laid eyes on him, but guessed by now that much was probably obvious.
“What’s going on with you? You’ve been acting weird for weeks now,” Adam said, then pressed a kiss into his hair.
“Nothing, I’m fine, and feeling a lot better now. Lets go finish practice.” Adam pulled away and gripped his shoulders, looking at him like he had an extra head, but thankfully only the race of Nin were blessed with that attractive gift.
“Oh no we’re not. I am, but you’re going home to rest.” Tommy opened his mouth to argue, but the look in Adam’s eyes told him that resistance was futile. “Are you sure you’re okay to drive?”
“Yeah,” Tommy sighed.
Adam helped him to stand then guided him out of the building to his car. “I’ll tell the guys you’re not feeling well and we’ll just mess around with their parts today. You rest and call me when you get to your apartment.” Adam brushed his fingers through Tommy’s blond hair and then walked away.
…
Tommy trudged up the steps and let himself into his apartment. After dropping the plastic bag on the kitchen counter he headed straight to the refrigerator to retrieve a carton of orange juice. He quickly divested the container of its lid before turning it up to his lips and downing over half of its contents in the space of a breath. The liquid was cold, but the acid burned his tender esophagus. Tommy couldn’t find it in himself to care about the discomfort though because it just tasted so fucking perfect on his tongue.
When he finished he tossed the carton back into the fridge and rummaged through the bag he’d dropped a few minutes earlier. He found the object of his desire under the granola bars he’d picked up on a whim at the pharmacy.
Item in hand he headed to the bathroom still unsure if a human pregnancy test would work on him, but he was willing to take the risk just to be certain before spilling his guts to Adam. If the test was positive, he would have a helluva lot of ‘splaining to do.
He removed the test from the box and quickly read over the instructions, even though any urine sample is appropriate for testing, the first morning urine is optimal. Riiiiiight, he thought to himself, there’s no way he could take another minute of not knowing. Tommy grabbed a Dixie cup from the sink to collect a sample. As he unzipped his jeans, he couldn’t believe how ridiculous he felt.
Once he’d gotten enough in the cup, he finished pissing then tucked his dick back into his jeans and zipped them. With a slightly trembling hand Tommy grabbed the test and removed the plastic cap to expose the absorbent tip. Wrinkling his nose, he held the cup in one hand and used his other to dip the test, counting to ten in his head. He removed the test, popped the cap back on and sat it on the counter while he cleaned up and washed his hands. He walked from the bathroom and sat on his bed because he knew if he stayed in there he’d stare at the test until he was sick. The sound of his cell phone finally startled him from his frayed thoughts.
“Shit,” he muttered to himself as he looked down at the display. He’d forgotten to call Adam when he’d gotten home. He could’ve ignored it, but that would only lead to a peeved Adam on his front porch so he sucked in a deep breath and hit ‘answer.’
“Hi Adam,” said Tommy, much calmer than he felt.
“Tommy, are you okay? Did you make it home okay?”
“Yeah, yeah sorry to worry you. I stopped by the pharmacy on the way home. I was craving a granola bar.” He carefully left out his other purchase.
“Good, but a granola bar? Really? I’ve never seen you eat anything good for you. In fact I’m pretty sure that burrito stand down the street knows your credit card number considering the amount of times you order takeout in a week.”
“I dunno, it just sounded good. Besides I’m getting a little pudgy.”
Adam chuckled, “Pudgy? You pudgy? I mean I haven’t seen you shirtless since…” Adam trailed off.
Thinking about that night led Tommy back to the bathroom. He picked up the test - a pink plus sign displayed in the window - and dropped his cell. He stood there frozen until Adam’s voice wailing through the phone broke the trance. Scrambling, he bent down to retrieve the phone. “Umm Adam, about that night… we never really talked about it. Can you come by tonight? There’s some things I need to tell you about me?”
“Umm I guess?” The confusion was evident in Adam’s tone, but this was something Tommy definitely couldn’t talk about on a cell. “I’ll drop by at like eight?”
“Yeah, okay, see you then,” Tommy murmured before ending the call and raising his shirt, his image slipping into Zar form. The shirt looked funny on his inhuman body so he quickly discarded it. He blinked and inspected his stomach; his normally flat stomach was slightly swollen and one squeeze of his nipple confirmed that the test was right. A small pearl of liquid seeped onto his fingers; he felt the panic rising inside him. The Zar began to lactate early on in their pregnancies. There was no scientific reasoning behind it, but this for sure would lead to some interesting predicaments. Tommy was about six weeks pregnant and the average pregnancy back home only lasted roughly six Earth months. If this held true for him, it meant that in eighteen short weeks he could be a mother, or maybe longer since the baby was half human.
The remarkable thing about the males of Zar was that not only could they conceive, but they could also birth their babies much like females even though the sperm entered anally. The men of Tommy’s species labored like the females, but at the time of birth a canal opened through which the babe and the afterbirth would pass, and then it would close once more. Tommy had never seen the process personally and wasn’t sure exactly how it would work, but one thing he was sure of. This baby would be delivered in the privacy of his own home or Adam’s, that is, if this didn’t completely blow up in his face. He’d heard horror stories of birthing from the few acquaintances he had on Zurran and was definitely not looking forward to the next several months.
Tommy lay carefully back onto the bed and curled up on his side, one hand dropping to rest on his stomach. Millions of thoughts rolled through his mind until exhaustion finally claimed him.
…
His mind felt fuzzy when he opened his eyes. The room was dark and when he glanced at the clock it alerted him that he’d been asleep for nearly four hours. Tommy reached to turn on the lamp, shifted his long silver tresses away from his body, and then looked down to his stomach.
“Are you the reason I just slept more in one evening than I normally do in two days?” he whispered quietly. Almost as if in response he felt a slight fluttering in his tummy, but no sooner had it started then the sensation vanished. Tommy was sure he’d imagined it, but for all he knew it could have happened. What he understood about pregnancy for the Zar was very basic; the details were going to be something he would have to figure out along the way. One more brush over his swollen pink stomach and he tossed up his human projection. The swell of his abdomen was slightly more noticeable in this form since he was much shorter.
Tommy sighed, glanced at the clock again and threw on a hoodie. It was six, he was starving, and it would still be at least another couple of hours before Adam arrived, so he went to the kitchen and began rummaging for a phonebook. He flipped through it until he found what he was looking for, California Pizza House. He quickly dialed the number, his stomach growling at the idea.
“California Pizza House, how can I help you?” an under enthused employee bleated into his ear.
“Yes, I wanna place an order please.”
He heard shuffling on the line before the lady’s grating voice came back on the line. “Pick up or delivery, sir?”
“Delivery.”
“Mr. Ratliff, according to your number we have you at apartment #103 in Burbank?”
Tommy was glad they’d kept his information from the last time he’d ordered their delicious meat pizza, the night he’d returned from the tour. He hoped his menu selection this evening would be just as tasty. “Yes ma’am.”
“And what can I get you?”
“Yes, I’d like two large, thick crust vegetarian pizzas with jalapenos, and do you guys have sliced pickles on the salad bar?”
“Umm yeah?”
“Could I get those added to the pizza after it’s been cooked.”
“Uhh, I guess. Is that all?”
“Yeah.”
“Your total is thirty-five fifty-two and it should be out to you in about thirty minutes.”
“Alright thank you,” he replied before hanging up.
For the next forty minutes Tommy paced the floor, conjuring up a way to tell Adam that not only was he not human, but he was now pregnant with their love child. The doorbell brought him from his reverie and when he opened the door, the pizza woman was standing in front of him.
“Two large veggie pizzas, add jalapeno, and pickles.” She looked disgusted when he nodded enthusiastically. “Total is thirty-five fifty-two.” By the bored tone he could tell he’d gotten the same woman he’d spoke with on the phone. She was yet another plain Jane looking human that hated her existence or maybe just her job, who knew?
Tommy reached into his back pocket and grabbed his wallet, quickly producing two twenties. He shoved the bills into her hand, snatched the boxes, and kicked the door closed with his foot as an afterthought. After tossing the boxes on the kitchen counter, Tommy raided the refrigerator for a couple of extra items. He grabbed a small bowl from the cabinet, poured a sizable amount of ranch dressing into it, and then put the ranch back before settling down to open the pizza boxes.
His stomach rumbled happily as the smell hit him and his eyes devoured the ingredients appreciatively. Mushrooms, onions, green peppers - his mouth watered as he snatched up a slice, watching the cheese string out before breaking. Oh gods this was going to be delicious. He plucked off a pickle and shoved it into his mouth, the tartness of the vinegar making him groan in delight, and then dunked the pizza slice into the ranch. His eyes feasted for one more moment on the tip dripping with the creamy substance before he inhaled half the piece in one large bite, the smooth flavor of the dressing, the tangy pickles, and the heat from the jalapenos making his taste buds burst with flavor.
Tommy wiped his mouth with the sleeve of his hoodie before popping the lid off the orange juice and taking a sip to wash down the first bite of heaven. He gorged himself until half of the first pizza was gone and the orange juice was empty, then tossed the leftovers in the fridge, the carton in the trashcan, and his ranch container that had been swiped clean into the dishwasher.
As he padded out to the living room, Tommy let his image fall. He brushed his fingers through the metallic looking strands before holding them out of the way so he could get comfortable on the couch. He grabbed the remote and flicked it on. It was seven so he surfed through the channels until he landed on Two and a Half Men. The ridiculous banter between the brothers drowned out his thoughts and soon Tommy found himself snuggling down into the cushions. One set of his long fingers pulled the throw on the back of the couch over him and the TV gradually became a blur as his consciousness slipped away.
…
The sound of insistent knocking brought him from his unintended nap. Adam. Tommy sat up, his mind still slightly hazy. Apparently he couldn’t lie down without falling asleep, that was new. He tossed the throw back onto the couch, got up and walked to the front door. It wasn’t until he went to unlock the door that he noticed the brilliant pink of his own skin. Yeah, he might’ve been planning to tell Adam he wasn’t human, but he didn’t think this was the appropriate way. With a flash his projection was in place and he mentally scolded himself for being so careless. He opened the door to a very impatient looking Adam.
“Sorry man, fell asleep on the couch,” he sighed, wiping at his eyes, and moved out of the way to let Adam in.
Adam immediately headed to the living room, grabbed the remote to turn off the TV and then settled himself on the couch. Tommy followed, but before he could reach the couch a wave of nausea hit him. He froze in place and took a deep breath in through his nose and out through his mouth. He desperately wanted to have this conversation in the living room and not while he was hugging the toilet bowl.
“You’re still sick aren’t you? You’re looking a little green around the gills…would a glass of water help?”
“I guess I am, umm… yeah, maybe,” Tommy replied, and when Adam walked from the room he gripped the back of the recliner hard. Something felt off and he couldn’t put his finger on what until a flash signaled that his projection had failed. This hadn’t happened before and a feeling of dread washed over him as he tried to display his human image again without success. He heard Adam’s footsteps returning and attempted switching his appearance once more. This time it worked.
When Adam returned he seemed none the wiser and apparently hadn’t noticed the flash either. He offered the water and with a slightly trembling hand Tommy accepted the glass and took a small sip. Adam stood beside him, watching him like an overprotective mother, but it was the tentative hand on Tommy’s forehead that caused him to chuckle weakly.
“I’m not running a fever, my stomach just isn’t feeling to great, must’ve been the pizza. By the way, have you eaten? There’s leftovers in the refrigerator, and it’s the good for you kind,” Tommy added, and Adam gave him a funny look before heading toward the kitchen with the smaller man trailing closely behind, the glass of water still in hand.
“I skipped dinner, I was too nervous to eat,” Adam said before retrieving a pizza box.
Tommy hopped up on one of the stools. He sat with his elbows on the counter and took another slow sip from his glass. Adam opened the box and Tommy couldn’t help but laugh at the expression on Adam’s face. “Pickles? You had them add pickles to your pizza?” It was Adam’s turn to look a little green as he closed the lid and put the box back into the fridge. “Never mind, got anything without pickles?”
“There are some granola bars in that bag.” Tommy indicated the end of the counter. Adam shrugged and snagged a Nature’s Valley Honey and Oats bar. He opened it and took a bite before glancing back to Tommy. “So, you’re ready to talk about that night?”
“Umm well, kinda… I uhh… I have a few things to tell you. You might… you… umm please sit down.”
Adam was clearly worried, but he sat on the stool beside Tommy and took his hand. “You know you can tell me anything. The past few weeks have been so strange between us, but at the heart of it you’re still my best friend and nothing you can tell me will change it.” Adam squeezed Tommy’s hand.
“I hope you mean that because this is a really long story and I need you to keep a very open mind. In about two seconds you’re gonna look at me like I’m high or something, but I promise you it’s the truth and I’ll show you on one condition. Adam, you have to let me tell you the entire story, you can’t leave in the middle, and this is something that has to stay just between us.” Tommy took a deep breath before continuing. “If you want to leave after you know the truth I’ll understand, but please just hear me out.”
Adam’s gripped his hand more firmly as if he was bracing himself for the worst. “Alright Tommy boy, I’ll listen to the end.”
“Adam, this is really hard for me to say, but I’m not what you think I am. I came here just a month before the auditions for your band. Something about Earth called to me and it wasn’t until I arrived that I discovered where that tug was coming from…it was you. I’m from a planet on the other side of the universe, and I’m… Adam I’m not human.” Adam opened his mouth to speak, but Tommy pressed a finger to his lips to shush him. “I came from Zurran, and for the past five or so years you’ve been seeing the image of the human I created to fit into this strange little planet.” Tommy removed his finger to allow Adam to speak if he wished.
Adam gaped for a moment, looking quite confused. “So… umm… so how do you really look?” He didn’t sound condemning, just curious.
“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you so let me show you.” With a flicker Tommy was in his natural form, roughly the same size as Adam, with his jeans looking like capris and his hoodie fitting much tighter against his skin. His hair fell like a celestial waterfall of metal down his back and when he finally got the guts to look at Adam he saw wide, searching blue eyes.
Adam released Tommy’s hand slowly almost as if to convey that it wasn’t because he was scared, but because he wanted to touch Tommy’s face. That gentle hand brushed his cheek and then a stray strand of silvery hair. “Okay, so this is kinda awesome, like a fucking Ziggy Stardust moment.” Adam continued to run his fingers over any exposed skin on Tommy that he could reach until he turned up to look him in the eye once more. “Can I, Tommy can I kiss you?”
Tommy nodded, allowing Adam to softly brush their lips together for a moment. When Adam pulled away he stood and pulled Tommy’s now larger form against him. Tommy was shocked to feel Adam’s erection pressing into his belly. “This arouses you?” Tommy’s voice was deeper in his Zar form and muddled with his singsong accent.
“This is like every one of my childhood fantasies, well, except now it’s more about sex and less to do with wanting to ride on a spaceship into the stars to be with the aliens,” Adam replied before capturing Tommy’s lips again. Of all the reactions he’d imagined from Adam, this definitely wasn’t one of them.
After Adam finally broke the kiss, Tommy returned to the stool and indicated for Adam to sit as well. “Adam…” he sighed before flashing into his human form again. Adam actually looked disappointed, but this was something Tommy wanted to tell him as the human Adam had known for the past several years and not the alien that he’d just met, even though they were the same person. Tommy bit his bottom lip between his teeth and gnawed at it for several moments before taking Adam’s hand. “Adam, that’s not all. I needed to talk to you about what happened that night. The condom…if not for that fucking condom breaking we wouldn’t be having this discussion right now.”
“Are you… did I make you sick?” Adam’s brow furrowed and Tommy knew he was thinking back to the earlier incident in the bathroom after lunch.
“Not exactly…” Tommy trailed off, feeling his palm become clammy in Adam’s hand.
“Not exactly? I mean it’s either yes or no… or… well I guess with you not being human… well… I mean what did I give you? Is there something in human come that made you sick?”
Tommy would have laughed at Adam’s train of thought had his throat not felt like it was closing in. It took one more shaky breath before he could finally speak again, “I’m… shit. Adam, I’m pregnant.”
Adam’s eyes grew as wide as saucers and he immediately looked down to Tommy’s stomach. “How do you… I mean how can you… I mean uhh…” The blood drained from his face and he became even paler than usual.
“The males on our planet can conceive, and I would have told you when the condom broke. I just wasn’t sure if I could conceive with a human, but that’s why I’ve been acting so weird. I took a test, it was positive. That’s why I dropped the phone earlier Adam. Fuck I’m so sorry, I know you didn’t sign up for this.”
“A test?” Adam inquired. “Oh a pregnancy test, but just one… I mean it could’ve been wrong…right?”
Tommy just shook his head as he pulled his hoodie over it. He stood up straight and ran his hand over the barely there bump. “I’m sure Adam. The Zar tend to lactate early in pregnancy, and in my Zar form I’m already producing milk. I wanted you to see this in my human form because it’s more noticeable. Our kind’s gestational period is only six months, and since I’m roughly six weeks pregnant and I’m already showing, we could be having a baby in as little as eighteen weeks. I don’t know though, maybe more since the baby will be half human.”
Adam reached out to run a hand over the swell of Tommy’s stomach and then jerked back quickly. “Anything else?”
“Tonight after you got here I lost my human form and couldn’t get it back, it’s not gonna be safe for me to be in the band. I presume since it just started today it will stop once the baby’s born, but I can’t accidentally expose myself to humans.”
Adam was in shock; Tommy could tell by the glazed over look, but something else seemed to spark behind his eyes with Tommy’s words. “When the baby’s born?”
Tommy knew what Adam was asking, and he was almost certain this would be the straw that broke the camel’s back. “We birth like females, contractions, pain, and then finally the baby will maneuver down the birth canal. In Zar males it only opens at the time of birth.”
Adam blinked and seemed to think for one more moment before he asked, “Opens where?”
“Umm well, from what I’ve heard of males birthing on Zurran, our testes retreat to signal that birth is near, and the opening appears just behind the area that they vacate.”
These words seemed to break whatever spell Adam was under and he winced, his eyes darting from Tommy’s face to his bared abdomen. “I can’t… that’s all?”
Tommy nodded.
“Tommy I can’t… I don’t even know… I’ve gotta go.” He stood up and brushed his hand over Tommy’s cheek. “I won’t tell anyone… I’ll tell the band and management you’ve come down with the flu or something until you have time to call them and give your resignation. I… I just need some time to think about it, okay? I mean I’m not mad or anything, but my male bass player is preggo with my baby. Not something I saw coming,” Adam rambled, each set of words coming faster than the last.
“Thanks for hearing me out, and tell the band I’m sorry.”
“Will do. I’ll umm… I’ll call you… can’t tell you when, but I promise I’ll call you.” Adam quickly fished his car keys from his back pocket and Tommy watched as the love of his life walked out the door.
He was consumed with a feeling of helplessness until a small flitter of movement brought his eyes down to his stomach. He couldn’t help but smile, now convinced that he was feeling the child, a babe that was apparently linked to his emotions. It made him wonder how this connection would work and if it would get stronger as the baby grew.
ATU 3/7 Come Home
Part 2: Aliens and Rainbows
Author: pyrosgf
Pairing: Lambliff
Wordcount: 4543
Rating: R
Warnings: Mpreg If it’s not your cup of tea scroll., aliens, sexing, and weirdness. Also this is NOT meant to be a crack fic, so if you’re looking for crack you might wanna go somewhere else. Later chapters will be in rather graphic detail.
Disclaimer: Nope I don’t own them. Don’t claim it ever happened and all that jazz.
Notes: I’ve been toying with the idea of writing a serious mpreg for many years and it wasn’t until the time of Lambliff that inspiration hit me in which to do so. This is a story of how alien Tommy discovers and copes with a pregnancy with Adam.
Special Note:
scorpio_15, mirbabe, and tommyglitter, thank you girls for the feedback and constant support. I couldn’t have done this without you. Beta:
scorpio_15.PS If you want to check out all the other American Idol fics that I have somehow written without realizing just how many. I’ve compiled a master list, which you can find here.
ATU 1/7 Chasing Your Starlight
Tommy curled against the tall man and a million thoughts bombarded his mind as a clueless Adam drifted off to sleep.
The past month and a half had been awkward at best. Tommy waited and with every twinge in his stomach he feared the worst. Adam looked solemn because each time he tried to get closer, Tommy brushed him off. It wasn’t until one day at band practice that Tommy’s fears were confirmed.
Minutes after the band had returned from lunch Tommy felt his stomach roll. Without a word and ignoring many strange looks he darted to the bathroom, making it to the toilet in time to heave the contents of his stomach as an offering to the porcelain gods. He’d always thought humans were crazy for using that term, but right now it seemed ironically appropriate as the remnants of his lunch swirled in a murky rainbow down the toilet.
“Tommy?” Adam’s voice was filled with concern.
Tommy yanked some toilet paper to wipe his mouth and attempted to stand so he could exit the stall, but his stomach had other ideas. Again he was brought to his knees. When he finished expelling the rest of his lunch, he whined low in his throat and laid his head against the toilet seat. Any other time it would’ve seemed gross, but at the moment the cool surface felt like heaven.
“Tommy, are you okay?” Tommy heard the water turning on and when it ceased Adam’s footsteps approached his stall. “I’m coming in.” Weakly, Tommy looked back to see the locking mechanism on the stall being twisted and finally the door swung in to reveal Adam, his face consumed with worry. Tommy was relieved to feel a cold paper towel on his forehead, Adam’s hand pressing it firmly in place. It cooled his overheated skin and somehow calmed his lurching stomach.
He immediately felt better with Adam’s calm aura surrounding him. He should be pushing Adam away, but he couldn’t. No, he wanted the comfort and when Adam squatted beside him and pulled him into his arms, Tommy let his body go limp. “I feel better now, must’ve been something I ate.” He hated lying, and felt even worse that he was lying to the man he’d fallen for. He winced to himself; that being the first time he’d consciously admitted that he was under Adam’s spell. Tommy was in love with the man who was holding him so carefully. He’d loved Adam since he’d first laid eyes on him, but guessed by now that much was probably obvious.
“What’s going on with you? You’ve been acting weird for weeks now,” Adam said, then pressed a kiss into his hair.
“Nothing, I’m fine, and feeling a lot better now. Lets go finish practice.” Adam pulled away and gripped his shoulders, looking at him like he had an extra head, but thankfully only the race of Nin were blessed with that attractive gift.
“Oh no we’re not. I am, but you’re going home to rest.” Tommy opened his mouth to argue, but the look in Adam’s eyes told him that resistance was futile. “Are you sure you’re okay to drive?”
“Yeah,” Tommy sighed.
Adam helped him to stand then guided him out of the building to his car. “I’ll tell the guys you’re not feeling well and we’ll just mess around with their parts today. You rest and call me when you get to your apartment.” Adam brushed his fingers through Tommy’s blond hair and then walked away.
…
Tommy trudged up the steps and let himself into his apartment. After dropping the plastic bag on the kitchen counter he headed straight to the refrigerator to retrieve a carton of orange juice. He quickly divested the container of its lid before turning it up to his lips and downing over half of its contents in the space of a breath. The liquid was cold, but the acid burned his tender esophagus. Tommy couldn’t find it in himself to care about the discomfort though because it just tasted so fucking perfect on his tongue.
When he finished he tossed the carton back into the fridge and rummaged through the bag he’d dropped a few minutes earlier. He found the object of his desire under the granola bars he’d picked up on a whim at the pharmacy.
Item in hand he headed to the bathroom still unsure if a human pregnancy test would work on him, but he was willing to take the risk just to be certain before spilling his guts to Adam. If the test was positive, he would have a helluva lot of ‘splaining to do.
He removed the test from the box and quickly read over the instructions, even though any urine sample is appropriate for testing, the first morning urine is optimal. Riiiiiight, he thought to himself, there’s no way he could take another minute of not knowing. Tommy grabbed a Dixie cup from the sink to collect a sample. As he unzipped his jeans, he couldn’t believe how ridiculous he felt.
Once he’d gotten enough in the cup, he finished pissing then tucked his dick back into his jeans and zipped them. With a slightly trembling hand Tommy grabbed the test and removed the plastic cap to expose the absorbent tip. Wrinkling his nose, he held the cup in one hand and used his other to dip the test, counting to ten in his head. He removed the test, popped the cap back on and sat it on the counter while he cleaned up and washed his hands. He walked from the bathroom and sat on his bed because he knew if he stayed in there he’d stare at the test until he was sick. The sound of his cell phone finally startled him from his frayed thoughts.
“Shit,” he muttered to himself as he looked down at the display. He’d forgotten to call Adam when he’d gotten home. He could’ve ignored it, but that would only lead to a peeved Adam on his front porch so he sucked in a deep breath and hit ‘answer.’
“Hi Adam,” said Tommy, much calmer than he felt.
“Tommy, are you okay? Did you make it home okay?”
“Yeah, yeah sorry to worry you. I stopped by the pharmacy on the way home. I was craving a granola bar.” He carefully left out his other purchase.
“Good, but a granola bar? Really? I’ve never seen you eat anything good for you. In fact I’m pretty sure that burrito stand down the street knows your credit card number considering the amount of times you order takeout in a week.”
“I dunno, it just sounded good. Besides I’m getting a little pudgy.”
Adam chuckled, “Pudgy? You pudgy? I mean I haven’t seen you shirtless since…” Adam trailed off.
Thinking about that night led Tommy back to the bathroom. He picked up the test - a pink plus sign displayed in the window - and dropped his cell. He stood there frozen until Adam’s voice wailing through the phone broke the trance. Scrambling, he bent down to retrieve the phone. “Umm Adam, about that night… we never really talked about it. Can you come by tonight? There’s some things I need to tell you about me?”
“Umm I guess?” The confusion was evident in Adam’s tone, but this was something Tommy definitely couldn’t talk about on a cell. “I’ll drop by at like eight?”
“Yeah, okay, see you then,” Tommy murmured before ending the call and raising his shirt, his image slipping into Zar form. The shirt looked funny on his inhuman body so he quickly discarded it. He blinked and inspected his stomach; his normally flat stomach was slightly swollen and one squeeze of his nipple confirmed that the test was right. A small pearl of liquid seeped onto his fingers; he felt the panic rising inside him. The Zar began to lactate early on in their pregnancies. There was no scientific reasoning behind it, but this for sure would lead to some interesting predicaments. Tommy was about six weeks pregnant and the average pregnancy back home only lasted roughly six Earth months. If this held true for him, it meant that in eighteen short weeks he could be a mother, or maybe longer since the baby was half human.
The remarkable thing about the males of Zar was that not only could they conceive, but they could also birth their babies much like females even though the sperm entered anally. The men of Tommy’s species labored like the females, but at the time of birth a canal opened through which the babe and the afterbirth would pass, and then it would close once more. Tommy had never seen the process personally and wasn’t sure exactly how it would work, but one thing he was sure of. This baby would be delivered in the privacy of his own home or Adam’s, that is, if this didn’t completely blow up in his face. He’d heard horror stories of birthing from the few acquaintances he had on Zurran and was definitely not looking forward to the next several months.
Tommy lay carefully back onto the bed and curled up on his side, one hand dropping to rest on his stomach. Millions of thoughts rolled through his mind until exhaustion finally claimed him.
…
His mind felt fuzzy when he opened his eyes. The room was dark and when he glanced at the clock it alerted him that he’d been asleep for nearly four hours. Tommy reached to turn on the lamp, shifted his long silver tresses away from his body, and then looked down to his stomach.
“Are you the reason I just slept more in one evening than I normally do in two days?” he whispered quietly. Almost as if in response he felt a slight fluttering in his tummy, but no sooner had it started then the sensation vanished. Tommy was sure he’d imagined it, but for all he knew it could have happened. What he understood about pregnancy for the Zar was very basic; the details were going to be something he would have to figure out along the way. One more brush over his swollen pink stomach and he tossed up his human projection. The swell of his abdomen was slightly more noticeable in this form since he was much shorter.
Tommy sighed, glanced at the clock again and threw on a hoodie. It was six, he was starving, and it would still be at least another couple of hours before Adam arrived, so he went to the kitchen and began rummaging for a phonebook. He flipped through it until he found what he was looking for, California Pizza House. He quickly dialed the number, his stomach growling at the idea.
“California Pizza House, how can I help you?” an under enthused employee bleated into his ear.
“Yes, I wanna place an order please.”
He heard shuffling on the line before the lady’s grating voice came back on the line. “Pick up or delivery, sir?”
“Delivery.”
“Mr. Ratliff, according to your number we have you at apartment #103 in Burbank?”
Tommy was glad they’d kept his information from the last time he’d ordered their delicious meat pizza, the night he’d returned from the tour. He hoped his menu selection this evening would be just as tasty. “Yes ma’am.”
“And what can I get you?”
“Yes, I’d like two large, thick crust vegetarian pizzas with jalapenos, and do you guys have sliced pickles on the salad bar?”
“Umm yeah?”
“Could I get those added to the pizza after it’s been cooked.”
“Uhh, I guess. Is that all?”
“Yeah.”
“Your total is thirty-five fifty-two and it should be out to you in about thirty minutes.”
“Alright thank you,” he replied before hanging up.
For the next forty minutes Tommy paced the floor, conjuring up a way to tell Adam that not only was he not human, but he was now pregnant with their love child. The doorbell brought him from his reverie and when he opened the door, the pizza woman was standing in front of him.
“Two large veggie pizzas, add jalapeno, and pickles.” She looked disgusted when he nodded enthusiastically. “Total is thirty-five fifty-two.” By the bored tone he could tell he’d gotten the same woman he’d spoke with on the phone. She was yet another plain Jane looking human that hated her existence or maybe just her job, who knew?
Tommy reached into his back pocket and grabbed his wallet, quickly producing two twenties. He shoved the bills into her hand, snatched the boxes, and kicked the door closed with his foot as an afterthought. After tossing the boxes on the kitchen counter, Tommy raided the refrigerator for a couple of extra items. He grabbed a small bowl from the cabinet, poured a sizable amount of ranch dressing into it, and then put the ranch back before settling down to open the pizza boxes.
His stomach rumbled happily as the smell hit him and his eyes devoured the ingredients appreciatively. Mushrooms, onions, green peppers - his mouth watered as he snatched up a slice, watching the cheese string out before breaking. Oh gods this was going to be delicious. He plucked off a pickle and shoved it into his mouth, the tartness of the vinegar making him groan in delight, and then dunked the pizza slice into the ranch. His eyes feasted for one more moment on the tip dripping with the creamy substance before he inhaled half the piece in one large bite, the smooth flavor of the dressing, the tangy pickles, and the heat from the jalapenos making his taste buds burst with flavor.
Tommy wiped his mouth with the sleeve of his hoodie before popping the lid off the orange juice and taking a sip to wash down the first bite of heaven. He gorged himself until half of the first pizza was gone and the orange juice was empty, then tossed the leftovers in the fridge, the carton in the trashcan, and his ranch container that had been swiped clean into the dishwasher.
As he padded out to the living room, Tommy let his image fall. He brushed his fingers through the metallic looking strands before holding them out of the way so he could get comfortable on the couch. He grabbed the remote and flicked it on. It was seven so he surfed through the channels until he landed on Two and a Half Men. The ridiculous banter between the brothers drowned out his thoughts and soon Tommy found himself snuggling down into the cushions. One set of his long fingers pulled the throw on the back of the couch over him and the TV gradually became a blur as his consciousness slipped away.
…
The sound of insistent knocking brought him from his unintended nap. Adam. Tommy sat up, his mind still slightly hazy. Apparently he couldn’t lie down without falling asleep, that was new. He tossed the throw back onto the couch, got up and walked to the front door. It wasn’t until he went to unlock the door that he noticed the brilliant pink of his own skin. Yeah, he might’ve been planning to tell Adam he wasn’t human, but he didn’t think this was the appropriate way. With a flash his projection was in place and he mentally scolded himself for being so careless. He opened the door to a very impatient looking Adam.
“Sorry man, fell asleep on the couch,” he sighed, wiping at his eyes, and moved out of the way to let Adam in.
Adam immediately headed to the living room, grabbed the remote to turn off the TV and then settled himself on the couch. Tommy followed, but before he could reach the couch a wave of nausea hit him. He froze in place and took a deep breath in through his nose and out through his mouth. He desperately wanted to have this conversation in the living room and not while he was hugging the toilet bowl.
“You’re still sick aren’t you? You’re looking a little green around the gills…would a glass of water help?”
“I guess I am, umm… yeah, maybe,” Tommy replied, and when Adam walked from the room he gripped the back of the recliner hard. Something felt off and he couldn’t put his finger on what until a flash signaled that his projection had failed. This hadn’t happened before and a feeling of dread washed over him as he tried to display his human image again without success. He heard Adam’s footsteps returning and attempted switching his appearance once more. This time it worked.
When Adam returned he seemed none the wiser and apparently hadn’t noticed the flash either. He offered the water and with a slightly trembling hand Tommy accepted the glass and took a small sip. Adam stood beside him, watching him like an overprotective mother, but it was the tentative hand on Tommy’s forehead that caused him to chuckle weakly.
“I’m not running a fever, my stomach just isn’t feeling to great, must’ve been the pizza. By the way, have you eaten? There’s leftovers in the refrigerator, and it’s the good for you kind,” Tommy added, and Adam gave him a funny look before heading toward the kitchen with the smaller man trailing closely behind, the glass of water still in hand.
“I skipped dinner, I was too nervous to eat,” Adam said before retrieving a pizza box.
Tommy hopped up on one of the stools. He sat with his elbows on the counter and took another slow sip from his glass. Adam opened the box and Tommy couldn’t help but laugh at the expression on Adam’s face. “Pickles? You had them add pickles to your pizza?” It was Adam’s turn to look a little green as he closed the lid and put the box back into the fridge. “Never mind, got anything without pickles?”
“There are some granola bars in that bag.” Tommy indicated the end of the counter. Adam shrugged and snagged a Nature’s Valley Honey and Oats bar. He opened it and took a bite before glancing back to Tommy. “So, you’re ready to talk about that night?”
“Umm well, kinda… I uhh… I have a few things to tell you. You might… you… umm please sit down.”
Adam was clearly worried, but he sat on the stool beside Tommy and took his hand. “You know you can tell me anything. The past few weeks have been so strange between us, but at the heart of it you’re still my best friend and nothing you can tell me will change it.” Adam squeezed Tommy’s hand.
“I hope you mean that because this is a really long story and I need you to keep a very open mind. In about two seconds you’re gonna look at me like I’m high or something, but I promise you it’s the truth and I’ll show you on one condition. Adam, you have to let me tell you the entire story, you can’t leave in the middle, and this is something that has to stay just between us.” Tommy took a deep breath before continuing. “If you want to leave after you know the truth I’ll understand, but please just hear me out.”
Adam’s gripped his hand more firmly as if he was bracing himself for the worst. “Alright Tommy boy, I’ll listen to the end.”
“Adam, this is really hard for me to say, but I’m not what you think I am. I came here just a month before the auditions for your band. Something about Earth called to me and it wasn’t until I arrived that I discovered where that tug was coming from…it was you. I’m from a planet on the other side of the universe, and I’m… Adam I’m not human.” Adam opened his mouth to speak, but Tommy pressed a finger to his lips to shush him. “I came from Zurran, and for the past five or so years you’ve been seeing the image of the human I created to fit into this strange little planet.” Tommy removed his finger to allow Adam to speak if he wished.
Adam gaped for a moment, looking quite confused. “So… umm… so how do you really look?” He didn’t sound condemning, just curious.
“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you so let me show you.” With a flicker Tommy was in his natural form, roughly the same size as Adam, with his jeans looking like capris and his hoodie fitting much tighter against his skin. His hair fell like a celestial waterfall of metal down his back and when he finally got the guts to look at Adam he saw wide, searching blue eyes.
Adam released Tommy’s hand slowly almost as if to convey that it wasn’t because he was scared, but because he wanted to touch Tommy’s face. That gentle hand brushed his cheek and then a stray strand of silvery hair. “Okay, so this is kinda awesome, like a fucking Ziggy Stardust moment.” Adam continued to run his fingers over any exposed skin on Tommy that he could reach until he turned up to look him in the eye once more. “Can I, Tommy can I kiss you?”
Tommy nodded, allowing Adam to softly brush their lips together for a moment. When Adam pulled away he stood and pulled Tommy’s now larger form against him. Tommy was shocked to feel Adam’s erection pressing into his belly. “This arouses you?” Tommy’s voice was deeper in his Zar form and muddled with his singsong accent.
“This is like every one of my childhood fantasies, well, except now it’s more about sex and less to do with wanting to ride on a spaceship into the stars to be with the aliens,” Adam replied before capturing Tommy’s lips again. Of all the reactions he’d imagined from Adam, this definitely wasn’t one of them.
After Adam finally broke the kiss, Tommy returned to the stool and indicated for Adam to sit as well. “Adam…” he sighed before flashing into his human form again. Adam actually looked disappointed, but this was something Tommy wanted to tell him as the human Adam had known for the past several years and not the alien that he’d just met, even though they were the same person. Tommy bit his bottom lip between his teeth and gnawed at it for several moments before taking Adam’s hand. “Adam, that’s not all. I needed to talk to you about what happened that night. The condom…if not for that fucking condom breaking we wouldn’t be having this discussion right now.”
“Are you… did I make you sick?” Adam’s brow furrowed and Tommy knew he was thinking back to the earlier incident in the bathroom after lunch.
“Not exactly…” Tommy trailed off, feeling his palm become clammy in Adam’s hand.
“Not exactly? I mean it’s either yes or no… or… well I guess with you not being human… well… I mean what did I give you? Is there something in human come that made you sick?”
Tommy would have laughed at Adam’s train of thought had his throat not felt like it was closing in. It took one more shaky breath before he could finally speak again, “I’m… shit. Adam, I’m pregnant.”
Adam’s eyes grew as wide as saucers and he immediately looked down to Tommy’s stomach. “How do you… I mean how can you… I mean uhh…” The blood drained from his face and he became even paler than usual.
“The males on our planet can conceive, and I would have told you when the condom broke. I just wasn’t sure if I could conceive with a human, but that’s why I’ve been acting so weird. I took a test, it was positive. That’s why I dropped the phone earlier Adam. Fuck I’m so sorry, I know you didn’t sign up for this.”
“A test?” Adam inquired. “Oh a pregnancy test, but just one… I mean it could’ve been wrong…right?”
Tommy just shook his head as he pulled his hoodie over it. He stood up straight and ran his hand over the barely there bump. “I’m sure Adam. The Zar tend to lactate early in pregnancy, and in my Zar form I’m already producing milk. I wanted you to see this in my human form because it’s more noticeable. Our kind’s gestational period is only six months, and since I’m roughly six weeks pregnant and I’m already showing, we could be having a baby in as little as eighteen weeks. I don’t know though, maybe more since the baby will be half human.”
Adam reached out to run a hand over the swell of Tommy’s stomach and then jerked back quickly. “Anything else?”
“Tonight after you got here I lost my human form and couldn’t get it back, it’s not gonna be safe for me to be in the band. I presume since it just started today it will stop once the baby’s born, but I can’t accidentally expose myself to humans.”
Adam was in shock; Tommy could tell by the glazed over look, but something else seemed to spark behind his eyes with Tommy’s words. “When the baby’s born?”
Tommy knew what Adam was asking, and he was almost certain this would be the straw that broke the camel’s back. “We birth like females, contractions, pain, and then finally the baby will maneuver down the birth canal. In Zar males it only opens at the time of birth.”
Adam blinked and seemed to think for one more moment before he asked, “Opens where?”
“Umm well, from what I’ve heard of males birthing on Zurran, our testes retreat to signal that birth is near, and the opening appears just behind the area that they vacate.”
These words seemed to break whatever spell Adam was under and he winced, his eyes darting from Tommy’s face to his bared abdomen. “I can’t… that’s all?”
Tommy nodded.
“Tommy I can’t… I don’t even know… I’ve gotta go.” He stood up and brushed his hand over Tommy’s cheek. “I won’t tell anyone… I’ll tell the band and management you’ve come down with the flu or something until you have time to call them and give your resignation. I… I just need some time to think about it, okay? I mean I’m not mad or anything, but my male bass player is preggo with my baby. Not something I saw coming,” Adam rambled, each set of words coming faster than the last.
“Thanks for hearing me out, and tell the band I’m sorry.”
“Will do. I’ll umm… I’ll call you… can’t tell you when, but I promise I’ll call you.” Adam quickly fished his car keys from his back pocket and Tommy watched as the love of his life walked out the door.
He was consumed with a feeling of helplessness until a small flitter of movement brought his eyes down to his stomach. He couldn’t help but smile, now convinced that he was feeling the child, a babe that was apparently linked to his emotions. It made him wonder how this connection would work and if it would get stronger as the baby grew.
ATU 3/7 Come Home
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Date: 2010-07-07 09:05 am (UTC)Awww. Seriously. I can't wait for more. I need the rest. lol.
Poor Tommy.
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Date: 2010-07-09 12:52 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-07-07 01:28 pm (UTC)I have to admit, I've read mpreg in other fandoms and have really enjoyed reading non-cracky ones!
Its so good! Cannot wait for more!! And thanks for my tweet letting me know you'd made it visible!
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Date: 2010-07-09 12:53 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2010-07-09 12:54 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-07-07 04:03 pm (UTC)But on am ore seirous note, oh, Tommy, you poor dear. This must be horribly scary and confusing for you, you pretty pink thing you. -huggles-
I seriously love this, and it's not coming off as crack, really. Can't wait for more, i have a feeling it's gonna be one of my pyro favorites.
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Date: 2010-07-09 12:55 am (UTC)Glad you're loving it. More is up.
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Date: 2010-07-09 12:55 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-07-07 06:13 pm (UTC)Adam ran out....humph!
Poor Tommy....ok yeah I know, who wouldn't run out!
But still!! Can't wait for more
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Date: 2010-07-09 12:56 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-07-07 07:00 pm (UTC)great writing as always :)
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Date: 2010-07-09 12:57 am (UTC)Thank you for reading.
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Date: 2010-07-07 08:06 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2010-07-09 01:19 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-07-07 08:14 pm (UTC)different. but delightful.
unfortunately, i hate babies. but the thought of an alien baby is not so disgusting.
definitely don't leave this here. more, please!
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Date: 2010-07-09 12:59 am (UTC)I don't like babies unless I can give them back lol but alien babies are real cute.
More is up.
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Date: 2010-07-08 04:50 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-07-09 01:01 am (UTC)Next part just went up.
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Date: 2010-07-08 06:24 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2010-07-09 04:49 pm (UTC)OK Adam, time to man up and marry the alien
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Date: 2010-07-10 03:50 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-07-10 04:02 pm (UTC)