ATU 3/7 Come Home
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pyrosgfTitle: Across The Universe 3/7
Part 3: Come Home
Author: pyrosgf
Pairing: Lambliff
Wordcount: 3321
Rating: NC-17
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:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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
ATU 2/7 Aliens and Rainbows
It made him wonder how this connection would work and if it would get stronger as the baby grew.
Tommy was eight weeks pregnant and it had been two weeks since Adam stumbled from his kitchen. He was quite the mess. The term ‘morning sickness’ made him want to throw things except he didn’t have the energy. When he wasn’t vomiting the contents of his stomach, he was eating some disgustingly healthy concoction that his body just had to have. But since he kept revisiting food with his head in the toilet bowl, Tommy was constantly trying to find something else to satisfy and settle his stomach. In addition to either eating or hacking up his guts, Tommy slept. It was so unusual to spend his days in such a blur that most of the time he had no idea what day it was. The only indication was the calendar on his phone that alerted him of a week’s passing, because at this point there was no way he could mentally keep up with how far along he was.
With each dive of the sun into the horizon Tommy began to realize that he was increasingly aware of the life inside him. The tiny nudges became stronger and sometimes he felt as if the emotions he experienced weren’t entirely his. It could have been hours or maybe days ago when he’d first noticed this new little development. He had just lain down in the bed after another round with his stomach when a tiny brush of something below his navel caught his attention and a feeling of wonder soon followed it. His body warmed with a sense of amazement, an emotion he was sure was not his own. Before closing his eyes he smiled and touched the expanding skin of his stomach, projecting his feelings of love there. He knew the baby felt his despair and worry but he also wanted the baby to know that it was loved, that even though it wasn’t planned, he or she was wanted.
Tommy’s despair was the result of not hearing from Adam except for the occasional text just to make sure he was okay, but he hoped with enough time Adam could wrap his head around this bizarre situation.
Just as Tommy’s eyelids became heavy, his cell phone suddenly blared through the silent room. He picked it up without looking at the display, thankful for the moment that his human form was in place. Without it his voice sounded much deeper and would lead to more questions than he had answers for; he knew the caller wouldn’t be Adam.
“Tommy Ratliff, you ass, why didn’t you tell me you were quitting Adam’s band so I could talk you out of it. What the heck are you thinking? This is the sweetest gig ever.” Sweet little Chantala’s voice chirped sharp and obnoxious in his ear.
Chantala had been one of the first people Tommy met when he settled down in California. She’d taken him under her wing and showed him the ropes. Once he’d gotten the job with Adam’s band she went on tour with him as his personal makeup artist. Heaven knows Tommy didn’t have a clue how to apply makeup. Painting your face was a human concept that he still didn’t understand. The Zar were a naturally beautiful race. You’d never see one of them on the streets wearing eyeliner. Eyeliner, really that should be a torture device as much as it tickled. Chanti always fussed at him because he could barely sit still long enough for her to line one eye before she lost him to a fit of giggles. Let’s not even talk about the plucking of the eyebrows. That was still quite a sore subject.
It had been several weeks since he’d really talked with her and he had to presume that one of the band members called her to check on him since he’d been ignoring their phone calls. Three, maybe four days ago he’d called 19E and told them he was quitting due to personal reasons. Since then his cell had become a hotline. He wasn’t really sure what possessed him to pick up the phone. Maybe he was just tired of being alone. Maybe another voice would comfort him, but comforting was definitely not what Chantala had in mind, judging by the tone in her voice.
“Tommy?” Her fiery tone hit his ears again.
“I’m here… shit Chanti, I’m sorry. I should have told you. I just can’t be in the band anymore. I’m going through some personal stuff right now and I just, I can’t do it.”
“Tommy Joe, are you on drugs?” He heard the accusation in her undertones.
“No,” he chuckled weakly. “I just need a break, a few months just to breathe without wondering where the fuck I am when I wake up in another hotel room that looks identical to last one. I want to be able to wake up and know I’m home.” Home. Funny that he’d really come to think of California as home.
“Adam called, he uhh, he wanted to see if I would stay on and do his makeup for him. He told me you’d quit, but he sounded, I don’t know…he sounded kinda sad, Tommy.” She was prying.
“He just went through a breakup a few months ago. He’s still kinda reeling from it.” Tommy lied.
“Oh okay. Hey Tommy boy…listen, if you need me, call me. Sounds like you just need some space.”
“Yeah,” he sighed into the phone.
“Alright I gotta go. Love you.”
“Love you too,” he replied just before the line went dead.
Tommy started to put the phone down, but before doing so he quickly typed up a text to send to Adam. Hey man, thanks for keeping Chantala on. I should have talked to her, but really it means a lot to me that you’re gonna use her. He hit send and let the phone drop from his fingers.
Slowly the drowsy feeling consumed him.
…
“Tommy.” The sound was a hushed melody at the edge of his consciousness. He was still deep in slumber but that voice tugged at him, willing his eyes to open.
His eyelids fluttered just as he felt the soft touch of fingertips on his cheek, but surely the image that slowly came into view must’ve been a mirage. That beautiful man couldn’t be sitting beside him on his bed.
“Hi.” Adam smiled and leaned over to brush a kiss against Tommy’s forehead. “You’re welcome, Tommy. Chantala shouldn’t have to lose her job because of this.”
Tommy blinked again and rubbed at his eyes for a minute, then realized that his human form had yet again failed him. Adam didn’t seem to mind though, and with the blankets barely covering Tommy’s midriff, he was sure Adam knew he wasn’t wearing anything underneath. It was Adam’s curious glance at his abdomen that caused him to relax slightly. “You’re… you’re really here? I’m not dreaming?”
“No, my Glitterbaby, you aren’t dreaming. I-I’ve thought a lot about this, I mean us… and the baby. Tommy you know I love you, and I’ve loved you since we really got to know each other on the first tour, but…” Adam took a deep breath and Tommy winced. He knew there would be a ‘but’.
“But what, Adam? I know this doesn’t really fit into your lifestyle of touring all the time.” Tommy was surprised when Adam laid a warm hand on his tummy, rubbing softly over the bump that was forming.
“But…since Kris and I… well… you know… you were my rock that got me through. The casual dates we had, you never pushed…there were no expectations, and during that time I think I really fell for you.”
Tommy was pretty sure he swallowed his tongue, and long about that moment there was a flash. Adam’s much larger hand encompassed most of his stomach now and Adam was smiling tenderly. “You know I love you too, Adam.”
Adam nodded before continuing. “I think in the past couple weeks what has surprised me the most is how much I’ve missed you. That and the fact that even though everything you told me was a complete shock, after some time to think about it, deep down I’ll be getting what I’ve always wanted. We’ll be a family, Tommy.” The wonder in Adam’s voice made Tommy warm with happiness.
“You… you wanna be a family?” The joy he felt bubbled through him and a tiny nudge told him that the baby was aware of the events as well. The look on his face must’ve indicated to Adam that there was something happening that he wasn’t a part of.
“Yes, on one condition, but what is going on in that pretty head of yours?” Adam snuggled down to lie next to Tommy, never taking his hand from Tommy’s tummy.
“The baby, I think it knows what I’m feeling, and I think sometimes I know what it’s feeling. The baby felt my happiness and I felt him or her move. It’s been happening every so often. At first I thought I was imagining it,” Tommy explained, cuddling into Adam’s embrace.
“Isn’t it early to be feeling movements?” Adam asked softly.
“I don’t think so. Since our pregnancies are shorter, the baby’s development is much faster. By now our baby is probably fully formed, although not the form I’m sure you’re imagining. Some of my symptoms have been more like human females. The morning sickness seems to be on track with a human gestation, but from the little bit of research I’ve been able to do online I have to think development-wise…it’s more like four months. I know it’s hard to comprehend, trust me. I have to use human materials to find what little information might apply to me. It’s all hit or miss. I guess that’s why I didn’t really have any symptoms for the first six weeks. It’s confusing, because although I thought I might be pregnant, up until that last band practice I couldn’t really define any symptoms for sure because I never knew if I was imagining them. So far the frequent urination has missed me, but I’ve been so tired recently, and the weird cravings, sheesh. God I’m sorry, this all must be even more confusing to you. Like some fucked up version of a health lesson in alien pregnancy.” Tommy laughed, but Adam just nuzzled Tommy’s cheek then looked at him seriously.
“I want to know what you’re going through, baby. I mean I know I can’t change anything, but I want to support you as much as I can,” Adam said sincerely.
“I’m just glad you’ll be here. Wait, you will be here won’t you? You said something about ‘one condition’?’”
“Yeah about that. Tommy, I want to you to come home with me. I don’t want you to be so far away, and I have plenty of space to set up a nursery and everything. I mean, I know over the next few months I won’t always be home, but I want to make it your home, too.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah,” Adam replied softly before capturing Tommy’s lips.
Tommy couldn’t tell Adam he’d live with him, but he was sure Adam knew. Lips warred and tongues tangled for several moments until a flash once again brought on Tommy’s natural form. This in itself seemed to drive Adam further. Scorching breath on Tommy’s neck made him shiver and those beautiful freckled lips traveled down to kiss and then nip against his collarbone. By the time Adam finally moved on, the mark he left behind was rosy even against Tommy’s bright fuchsia skin.
Adam kissed lower and Tommy held his breath for a moment when Adam latched onto a sensitive nipple. One tiny nip of teeth caused him to groan but suddenly a very surprised Adam jerked up, sputtering. Tommy cackled, feeling better and more at ease than he had in a while. Adam, however, wasn’t so amused. “I told you that we produce milk early in pregnancy.”
Adam wiped at the creamy liquid that had dribbled down his chin. He looked at Tommy sheepishly, a tiny flush creeping over his freckled cheeks. “I forgot.”
Tommy grinned and ran his fingers through raven locks. The color looked inky against his bright skin and when Adam pushed back, burrowing into the touch, Tommy’s body became overwhelmed with warmth. It was a feeling of safety and love that didn’t belong to him. He relaxed into the emotions, watching Adam return to the spot just below his nipple. Adam hesitated there for a moment as if contemplating something and Tommy was amused to see Adam return to his nipple. Careful licks and teases sent spikes of pleasure straight to Tommy’s cock, which was quickly swelling to its full length against his stomach. It seemed Adam wasn’t easily detoured by a mouthful of milk and when he moved to torture and tease the other nipple, Tommy felt as if he would combust.
In the midst of Adam bathing his nipple, Tommy’s image flickered. This was new. For several seconds he held his human form, and then went back to his Zar form before flicking back to human again. Adam looked up from Tommy’s chest. “Sorry I don’t know, it’s new to me too,” said Tommy.
Adam returned to his task and just as his tongue lapped the sensitive nub, Tommy lost his human form again. Adam seemed content so Tommy didn’t try to control it, as if he could at this point. Adam’s fingers ran through the soft patch of pink feathers that spread along the middle of Tommy’s chest and his mouth continued to journey lower down Tommy’s torso.
“Feathers, so soft, shame Chanti can’t see these…she’d be trying to pluck you for jewelry making purposes,” Adam chuckled against Tommy’s skin.
Tommy whined softly as his human image came back in, a slow process that reminded him of a dial on a radio. It was like those stations that you had to mess with to tune them in, fuzzy in the beginning and slowly becoming clearer until you hit it just right. It felt weird, slightly uncomfortable, and that for sure had never happened. But when his human form locked in, something told him that he wouldn’t be going back to his natural form anytime soon. One minute Adam’s hand was curled in feathers and the next he was brushing the fine hair on Tommy’s chest and looking up at Tommy with concern.
“I’m pretty sure it’s over for now. I can’t explain it, but I feel solid at the moment and I’m okay.”
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Adam asked as Tommy relaxed deeper into the bed.
“Yeah, positive.”
With this small reassurance Adam returned his attentions to Tommy’s torso, which was pale in comparison to his natural form. Adam looked content, his mouth brushing against the slightly larger bump. Tommy had never thought his height would make such a difference, but the swell of his belly was definitely more apparent in his shorter state.
“Tommy, you’re so gorgeous like this,” Adam whispered, his lips sinking lower until they slipped over the head of Tommy’s straining cock.
“Oh… fuck,” Tommy moaned softly, letting his fingers run through Adam’s hair before gripping the silky strands in a lose fist, needing to feel some semblance of control. He felt like he was spinning through a daze of heat and pleasure that centered in his groin. Using his grip he held Adam’s head still and thrust his hips, shoving his cock into that warm mouth. Tommy pushed until the head brushed the back of Adam’s throat and then his hips faltered. He panted for several moments, losing himself in that deliciously wicked feeling that bloomed and burst through his entire body. All thought was lost when Adam sunk lower of his own accord, his throat relaxing to encompass every inch of Tommy. “Adam, fuck… my… oh…” He couldn’t seem to string a coherent sentence together.
Adam moaned around him, squeezing Tommy’s balls as he slunk up his shaft until settling those full lips just below the sensitive head. For a moment Adam was stationary. Tommy relaxed his fist, finally letting his hand fall to grasp the sheets when Adam’s tongue swirled and tasted, dipping into his slit and making him squirm. Adam’s other hand landed on Tommy’s hip, a silent command to be still, and then that sinful mouth devoured his cock once again. Over and over Adam repeated the process at a languid, smooth pace until every move he made brought another pitifully desperate sound from the smaller man’s lips.
Fingertips crept up Tommy’s body, onyx nails a beautiful contrast against Tommy’s skin and all too soon a titillating finger was dragging over his bottom lip. The firm touch was a silent inquiry and Tommy conceded, opening his mouth to draw the digit in between his lips. He suckled it hungrily, letting his teeth brush against the sensitive pad on the tip before making sure to generously coat it with saliva. He knew what Adam had in mind, and he burned for the feeling of Adam’s finger opening him up.
Adam released his length with a pop and groaned softly when Tommy sucked on his finger for one more second before letting go of the slick digit. “So good, baby,” Adam purred and shifted to settle between Tommy’s spread thighs.
Tommy could tell just how much this whole little show was affecting Adam but the man never complained, just dove into the task with delight. Tommy wondered for a moment if a man’s dick could strangle in tight jeans and he chuckled. The sound was instantly cut short by the swirl of Adam’s finger around his hole. Adam circled and played until Tommy was mewling and desperate and then with the slightest pressure, Adam slipped his finger in.
While working that finger from the inside, Adam grasped Tommy around the base, directing Tommy’s dick back into his mouth. The dual sensations soon brought Tommy to the edge and he hung there as Adam toyed with his body. The constant switch up of pace and thrusting kept his body thrumming with no release. It seemed to go on forever until Adam moaned deeply and swallowed Tommy down. It was then that the sexy beast curled his finger to press on Tommy’s prostate. With each press, Adam contracted his throat and Tommy finally lost it. His hips reared as he writhed desperately into Adam’s mouth, screaming while his cock throbbed and released down Adam’s welcoming throat.
He went limp and Adam let go of his spent dick, lapping it clean, and then slowly removed that long finger from Tommy’s body. Tommy felt almost rubbery. For a brief moment the strange image of Gumby, a character Adam had introduced him to, flit through his mind.
Several minutes passed before he could get his body to cooperate and when he finally managed it, he pulled Adam’s larger form up beside him. Tommy’s lips captured those of his larger lover and he pressed the heel of his hand against Adam’s hard on. Again he was surprised that the zipper hadn’t busted out yet. Adam curled into Tommy, his head snuggling into the blonde’s neck, his hips thrusting against Tommy’s hand. It wasn’t long before a hot whimpering breath curled into Tommy’s ear as Adam’s cock throbbed against his palm, alerting him that the gorgeous man in front of him had come, in those jeans.
Adam’s breath finally calmed and he tugged Tommy into his arms. Tommy settled onto his side, his head on Adam’s shoulder and his leg thrown over Adam’s. It felt right, the perfect fit even with his bump pressed into Adam’s body. Just like that he started drifting off, feeling much better about the future.
ATU 4/7 Beyond the Sky
Part 3: Come Home
Author: pyrosgf
Pairing: Lambliff
Wordcount: 3321
Rating: NC-17
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
ATU 2/7 Aliens and Rainbows
It made him wonder how this connection would work and if it would get stronger as the baby grew.
Tommy was eight weeks pregnant and it had been two weeks since Adam stumbled from his kitchen. He was quite the mess. The term ‘morning sickness’ made him want to throw things except he didn’t have the energy. When he wasn’t vomiting the contents of his stomach, he was eating some disgustingly healthy concoction that his body just had to have. But since he kept revisiting food with his head in the toilet bowl, Tommy was constantly trying to find something else to satisfy and settle his stomach. In addition to either eating or hacking up his guts, Tommy slept. It was so unusual to spend his days in such a blur that most of the time he had no idea what day it was. The only indication was the calendar on his phone that alerted him of a week’s passing, because at this point there was no way he could mentally keep up with how far along he was.
With each dive of the sun into the horizon Tommy began to realize that he was increasingly aware of the life inside him. The tiny nudges became stronger and sometimes he felt as if the emotions he experienced weren’t entirely his. It could have been hours or maybe days ago when he’d first noticed this new little development. He had just lain down in the bed after another round with his stomach when a tiny brush of something below his navel caught his attention and a feeling of wonder soon followed it. His body warmed with a sense of amazement, an emotion he was sure was not his own. Before closing his eyes he smiled and touched the expanding skin of his stomach, projecting his feelings of love there. He knew the baby felt his despair and worry but he also wanted the baby to know that it was loved, that even though it wasn’t planned, he or she was wanted.
Tommy’s despair was the result of not hearing from Adam except for the occasional text just to make sure he was okay, but he hoped with enough time Adam could wrap his head around this bizarre situation.
Just as Tommy’s eyelids became heavy, his cell phone suddenly blared through the silent room. He picked it up without looking at the display, thankful for the moment that his human form was in place. Without it his voice sounded much deeper and would lead to more questions than he had answers for; he knew the caller wouldn’t be Adam.
“Tommy Ratliff, you ass, why didn’t you tell me you were quitting Adam’s band so I could talk you out of it. What the heck are you thinking? This is the sweetest gig ever.” Sweet little Chantala’s voice chirped sharp and obnoxious in his ear.
Chantala had been one of the first people Tommy met when he settled down in California. She’d taken him under her wing and showed him the ropes. Once he’d gotten the job with Adam’s band she went on tour with him as his personal makeup artist. Heaven knows Tommy didn’t have a clue how to apply makeup. Painting your face was a human concept that he still didn’t understand. The Zar were a naturally beautiful race. You’d never see one of them on the streets wearing eyeliner. Eyeliner, really that should be a torture device as much as it tickled. Chanti always fussed at him because he could barely sit still long enough for her to line one eye before she lost him to a fit of giggles. Let’s not even talk about the plucking of the eyebrows. That was still quite a sore subject.
It had been several weeks since he’d really talked with her and he had to presume that one of the band members called her to check on him since he’d been ignoring their phone calls. Three, maybe four days ago he’d called 19E and told them he was quitting due to personal reasons. Since then his cell had become a hotline. He wasn’t really sure what possessed him to pick up the phone. Maybe he was just tired of being alone. Maybe another voice would comfort him, but comforting was definitely not what Chantala had in mind, judging by the tone in her voice.
“Tommy?” Her fiery tone hit his ears again.
“I’m here… shit Chanti, I’m sorry. I should have told you. I just can’t be in the band anymore. I’m going through some personal stuff right now and I just, I can’t do it.”
“Tommy Joe, are you on drugs?” He heard the accusation in her undertones.
“No,” he chuckled weakly. “I just need a break, a few months just to breathe without wondering where the fuck I am when I wake up in another hotel room that looks identical to last one. I want to be able to wake up and know I’m home.” Home. Funny that he’d really come to think of California as home.
“Adam called, he uhh, he wanted to see if I would stay on and do his makeup for him. He told me you’d quit, but he sounded, I don’t know…he sounded kinda sad, Tommy.” She was prying.
“He just went through a breakup a few months ago. He’s still kinda reeling from it.” Tommy lied.
“Oh okay. Hey Tommy boy…listen, if you need me, call me. Sounds like you just need some space.”
“Yeah,” he sighed into the phone.
“Alright I gotta go. Love you.”
“Love you too,” he replied just before the line went dead.
Tommy started to put the phone down, but before doing so he quickly typed up a text to send to Adam. Hey man, thanks for keeping Chantala on. I should have talked to her, but really it means a lot to me that you’re gonna use her. He hit send and let the phone drop from his fingers.
Slowly the drowsy feeling consumed him.
…
“Tommy.” The sound was a hushed melody at the edge of his consciousness. He was still deep in slumber but that voice tugged at him, willing his eyes to open.
His eyelids fluttered just as he felt the soft touch of fingertips on his cheek, but surely the image that slowly came into view must’ve been a mirage. That beautiful man couldn’t be sitting beside him on his bed.
“Hi.” Adam smiled and leaned over to brush a kiss against Tommy’s forehead. “You’re welcome, Tommy. Chantala shouldn’t have to lose her job because of this.”
Tommy blinked again and rubbed at his eyes for a minute, then realized that his human form had yet again failed him. Adam didn’t seem to mind though, and with the blankets barely covering Tommy’s midriff, he was sure Adam knew he wasn’t wearing anything underneath. It was Adam’s curious glance at his abdomen that caused him to relax slightly. “You’re… you’re really here? I’m not dreaming?”
“No, my Glitterbaby, you aren’t dreaming. I-I’ve thought a lot about this, I mean us… and the baby. Tommy you know I love you, and I’ve loved you since we really got to know each other on the first tour, but…” Adam took a deep breath and Tommy winced. He knew there would be a ‘but’.
“But what, Adam? I know this doesn’t really fit into your lifestyle of touring all the time.” Tommy was surprised when Adam laid a warm hand on his tummy, rubbing softly over the bump that was forming.
“But…since Kris and I… well… you know… you were my rock that got me through. The casual dates we had, you never pushed…there were no expectations, and during that time I think I really fell for you.”
Tommy was pretty sure he swallowed his tongue, and long about that moment there was a flash. Adam’s much larger hand encompassed most of his stomach now and Adam was smiling tenderly. “You know I love you too, Adam.”
Adam nodded before continuing. “I think in the past couple weeks what has surprised me the most is how much I’ve missed you. That and the fact that even though everything you told me was a complete shock, after some time to think about it, deep down I’ll be getting what I’ve always wanted. We’ll be a family, Tommy.” The wonder in Adam’s voice made Tommy warm with happiness.
“You… you wanna be a family?” The joy he felt bubbled through him and a tiny nudge told him that the baby was aware of the events as well. The look on his face must’ve indicated to Adam that there was something happening that he wasn’t a part of.
“Yes, on one condition, but what is going on in that pretty head of yours?” Adam snuggled down to lie next to Tommy, never taking his hand from Tommy’s tummy.
“The baby, I think it knows what I’m feeling, and I think sometimes I know what it’s feeling. The baby felt my happiness and I felt him or her move. It’s been happening every so often. At first I thought I was imagining it,” Tommy explained, cuddling into Adam’s embrace.
“Isn’t it early to be feeling movements?” Adam asked softly.
“I don’t think so. Since our pregnancies are shorter, the baby’s development is much faster. By now our baby is probably fully formed, although not the form I’m sure you’re imagining. Some of my symptoms have been more like human females. The morning sickness seems to be on track with a human gestation, but from the little bit of research I’ve been able to do online I have to think development-wise…it’s more like four months. I know it’s hard to comprehend, trust me. I have to use human materials to find what little information might apply to me. It’s all hit or miss. I guess that’s why I didn’t really have any symptoms for the first six weeks. It’s confusing, because although I thought I might be pregnant, up until that last band practice I couldn’t really define any symptoms for sure because I never knew if I was imagining them. So far the frequent urination has missed me, but I’ve been so tired recently, and the weird cravings, sheesh. God I’m sorry, this all must be even more confusing to you. Like some fucked up version of a health lesson in alien pregnancy.” Tommy laughed, but Adam just nuzzled Tommy’s cheek then looked at him seriously.
“I want to know what you’re going through, baby. I mean I know I can’t change anything, but I want to support you as much as I can,” Adam said sincerely.
“I’m just glad you’ll be here. Wait, you will be here won’t you? You said something about ‘one condition’?’”
“Yeah about that. Tommy, I want to you to come home with me. I don’t want you to be so far away, and I have plenty of space to set up a nursery and everything. I mean, I know over the next few months I won’t always be home, but I want to make it your home, too.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah,” Adam replied softly before capturing Tommy’s lips.
Tommy couldn’t tell Adam he’d live with him, but he was sure Adam knew. Lips warred and tongues tangled for several moments until a flash once again brought on Tommy’s natural form. This in itself seemed to drive Adam further. Scorching breath on Tommy’s neck made him shiver and those beautiful freckled lips traveled down to kiss and then nip against his collarbone. By the time Adam finally moved on, the mark he left behind was rosy even against Tommy’s bright fuchsia skin.
Adam kissed lower and Tommy held his breath for a moment when Adam latched onto a sensitive nipple. One tiny nip of teeth caused him to groan but suddenly a very surprised Adam jerked up, sputtering. Tommy cackled, feeling better and more at ease than he had in a while. Adam, however, wasn’t so amused. “I told you that we produce milk early in pregnancy.”
Adam wiped at the creamy liquid that had dribbled down his chin. He looked at Tommy sheepishly, a tiny flush creeping over his freckled cheeks. “I forgot.”
Tommy grinned and ran his fingers through raven locks. The color looked inky against his bright skin and when Adam pushed back, burrowing into the touch, Tommy’s body became overwhelmed with warmth. It was a feeling of safety and love that didn’t belong to him. He relaxed into the emotions, watching Adam return to the spot just below his nipple. Adam hesitated there for a moment as if contemplating something and Tommy was amused to see Adam return to his nipple. Careful licks and teases sent spikes of pleasure straight to Tommy’s cock, which was quickly swelling to its full length against his stomach. It seemed Adam wasn’t easily detoured by a mouthful of milk and when he moved to torture and tease the other nipple, Tommy felt as if he would combust.
In the midst of Adam bathing his nipple, Tommy’s image flickered. This was new. For several seconds he held his human form, and then went back to his Zar form before flicking back to human again. Adam looked up from Tommy’s chest. “Sorry I don’t know, it’s new to me too,” said Tommy.
Adam returned to his task and just as his tongue lapped the sensitive nub, Tommy lost his human form again. Adam seemed content so Tommy didn’t try to control it, as if he could at this point. Adam’s fingers ran through the soft patch of pink feathers that spread along the middle of Tommy’s chest and his mouth continued to journey lower down Tommy’s torso.
“Feathers, so soft, shame Chanti can’t see these…she’d be trying to pluck you for jewelry making purposes,” Adam chuckled against Tommy’s skin.
Tommy whined softly as his human image came back in, a slow process that reminded him of a dial on a radio. It was like those stations that you had to mess with to tune them in, fuzzy in the beginning and slowly becoming clearer until you hit it just right. It felt weird, slightly uncomfortable, and that for sure had never happened. But when his human form locked in, something told him that he wouldn’t be going back to his natural form anytime soon. One minute Adam’s hand was curled in feathers and the next he was brushing the fine hair on Tommy’s chest and looking up at Tommy with concern.
“I’m pretty sure it’s over for now. I can’t explain it, but I feel solid at the moment and I’m okay.”
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Adam asked as Tommy relaxed deeper into the bed.
“Yeah, positive.”
With this small reassurance Adam returned his attentions to Tommy’s torso, which was pale in comparison to his natural form. Adam looked content, his mouth brushing against the slightly larger bump. Tommy had never thought his height would make such a difference, but the swell of his belly was definitely more apparent in his shorter state.
“Tommy, you’re so gorgeous like this,” Adam whispered, his lips sinking lower until they slipped over the head of Tommy’s straining cock.
“Oh… fuck,” Tommy moaned softly, letting his fingers run through Adam’s hair before gripping the silky strands in a lose fist, needing to feel some semblance of control. He felt like he was spinning through a daze of heat and pleasure that centered in his groin. Using his grip he held Adam’s head still and thrust his hips, shoving his cock into that warm mouth. Tommy pushed until the head brushed the back of Adam’s throat and then his hips faltered. He panted for several moments, losing himself in that deliciously wicked feeling that bloomed and burst through his entire body. All thought was lost when Adam sunk lower of his own accord, his throat relaxing to encompass every inch of Tommy. “Adam, fuck… my… oh…” He couldn’t seem to string a coherent sentence together.
Adam moaned around him, squeezing Tommy’s balls as he slunk up his shaft until settling those full lips just below the sensitive head. For a moment Adam was stationary. Tommy relaxed his fist, finally letting his hand fall to grasp the sheets when Adam’s tongue swirled and tasted, dipping into his slit and making him squirm. Adam’s other hand landed on Tommy’s hip, a silent command to be still, and then that sinful mouth devoured his cock once again. Over and over Adam repeated the process at a languid, smooth pace until every move he made brought another pitifully desperate sound from the smaller man’s lips.
Fingertips crept up Tommy’s body, onyx nails a beautiful contrast against Tommy’s skin and all too soon a titillating finger was dragging over his bottom lip. The firm touch was a silent inquiry and Tommy conceded, opening his mouth to draw the digit in between his lips. He suckled it hungrily, letting his teeth brush against the sensitive pad on the tip before making sure to generously coat it with saliva. He knew what Adam had in mind, and he burned for the feeling of Adam’s finger opening him up.
Adam released his length with a pop and groaned softly when Tommy sucked on his finger for one more second before letting go of the slick digit. “So good, baby,” Adam purred and shifted to settle between Tommy’s spread thighs.
Tommy could tell just how much this whole little show was affecting Adam but the man never complained, just dove into the task with delight. Tommy wondered for a moment if a man’s dick could strangle in tight jeans and he chuckled. The sound was instantly cut short by the swirl of Adam’s finger around his hole. Adam circled and played until Tommy was mewling and desperate and then with the slightest pressure, Adam slipped his finger in.
While working that finger from the inside, Adam grasped Tommy around the base, directing Tommy’s dick back into his mouth. The dual sensations soon brought Tommy to the edge and he hung there as Adam toyed with his body. The constant switch up of pace and thrusting kept his body thrumming with no release. It seemed to go on forever until Adam moaned deeply and swallowed Tommy down. It was then that the sexy beast curled his finger to press on Tommy’s prostate. With each press, Adam contracted his throat and Tommy finally lost it. His hips reared as he writhed desperately into Adam’s mouth, screaming while his cock throbbed and released down Adam’s welcoming throat.
He went limp and Adam let go of his spent dick, lapping it clean, and then slowly removed that long finger from Tommy’s body. Tommy felt almost rubbery. For a brief moment the strange image of Gumby, a character Adam had introduced him to, flit through his mind.
Several minutes passed before he could get his body to cooperate and when he finally managed it, he pulled Adam’s larger form up beside him. Tommy’s lips captured those of his larger lover and he pressed the heel of his hand against Adam’s hard on. Again he was surprised that the zipper hadn’t busted out yet. Adam curled into Tommy, his head snuggling into the blonde’s neck, his hips thrusting against Tommy’s hand. It wasn’t long before a hot whimpering breath curled into Tommy’s ear as Adam’s cock throbbed against his palm, alerting him that the gorgeous man in front of him had come, in those jeans.
Adam’s breath finally calmed and he tugged Tommy into his arms. Tommy settled onto his side, his head on Adam’s shoulder and his leg thrown over Adam’s. It felt right, the perfect fit even with his bump pressed into Adam’s body. Just like that he started drifting off, feeling much better about the future.
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