ATU 4/7 Beyond the Sky
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pyrosgfTitle: Across The Universe 4/7
Part 4: Beyond the Sky
Author: pyrosgf
Pairing: Lambliff
Wordcount: 2996
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
ATU 3/7 Come Home
Just like that he started drifting off, feeling much better about the future.
Oh the difference a month made. Within four weeks he’d moved into Adam’s place and together they had designed a nursery for the little one. Tommy was now convinced it was a girl, though he couldn’t really explain why. Once the design was finished Adam had hired a company to come in and paint. He’d kept Tommy as far away from the soon-to-be nursery as possible, assuring him that he wanted it to be a surprise. Along with that, being around the humans Adam hired wasn’t such a great idea. Tommy’s form had been switching without warning and although he hadn’t flickered back and forth in sequence anymore, he couldn’t take the chance of exposing himself to people.
This was what kept him in bed most days, sleeping or eating the stash of fruits and veggies he’d started storing in their room. The morning sickness had dissipated about a week ago and since then he felt much better, only fatigued from carrying around the extra weight.
Three months pregnant, but by human standards Tommy roughly estimated that he looked about five months. The round globe of his stomach was the only place he noticed a significant change in his figure, if you could ignore the slight swelling of his pecs. He’d taken to wearing Adam’s shirts since his own now stretched tight over the bump and made him feel confined. Funnily enough, his low-rise skinny jeans still fit him like a glove, much to Adam’s amusement.
As Tommy’s belly expanded the small flutters felt more like something was brushing firmly up against his skin from the inside, almost as if the baby was letting him know that ‘she’, he presumed, was okay. Without prenatal care, he’d relied on reading and studying anything he could get his hands on about pregnancy and the impending delivery. Some of it was irrelevant he’d discovered, but some of it gave him the courage to trust his own instincts and that gut feeling told him that the baby was fine.
The discomfort he’d noticed in his hips alerted him to his body beginning to prepare for the baby’s arrival, and the slow waddle he’d adopted had more to do with his hips arranging themselves for the birth more than the extra weight around his middle. He’d also read that occasionally woman lost their sex drive during pregnancy. Tommy presumed that must not apply to the Zar or maybe it was just being around Adam and the fact that anytime Tommy lost his human form, Adam pounced.
…
Today was one of the few days Adam had gotten free in several weeks. The two men sat on the overstuffed couch watching True Blood because Adam just had to catch up on it when he had a free moment. Tommy didn’t mind, not when he was settled with his back against Adam’s broad chest, his ass nestled between Adam’s spread thighs and Adam’s arms curled around him. Their fingers were laced together on each side of Tommy’s stomach.
Tommy wasn’t so much into the show but with his head resting on Adam’s shoulder, he closed his eyes letting the gentle hum of the air conditioning drown out the sound of the TV in his head. His body was relaxed, his mind muddling over the unlikely events that led him here. The baby could sense how calm his body and mind were, and what seemed like a touch a few days ago now felt like an impatient foot tapping at the top of his stomach.
He opened his eyes and looked down at his tummy. His human form had held for the past three days, so his skin was pale and showed the slight beginnings of stretch marks. He untangled his left hand from Adam’s and pressed it against the spot where the movement was coming from, surprised to feel his abdomen shift underneath his hand. When he gasped Adam jumped, startled.
“You okay?” Adam murmured into his ear.
“Yeah umm, just gimmie your hand.” Tommy again threaded his fingers with Adam’s and then guided the larger hand to the top of his stomach. He pressed down on Adam’s hand gently and when he felt the larger man’s chest heave, he smiled.
“Is that…” Adam asked, nuzzling his cheek against Tommy’s.
“Yeah, that’s her, seems like she might be a dancer,” Tommy giggled as he relaxed back into Adam’s embrace.
“Wait a minute, her?” Adam’s voice brushed the back of Tommy neck before he placed a soft kiss against it.
“Shit, I… I just get the feeling it’s a girl so I’ve been referring to the baby as her.” Tommy shifted in Adam’s arms until he could look at those sparkling blue eyes.
“A little girl.” Adam said dreamily.
…
Less than a week had passed since Adam’s time off and Tommy was spending his day in their bedroom. The people working on the nursery were there, Adam was at the studio, and something was making Tommy’s skin crawl. He couldn’t really define it and with human skin he wasn’t really sure what to make of it. The baby was active and he’d had lunch, but something still felt off.
He heard the front door downstairs open and shut and cars pulling out of the drive indicating the workers were gone for the day. He got up and checked the window just as the last car drove through the gate.
Tommy was still anxious and when he turned from the window he felt like his belly was being squeezed tightly. He let out a slow breath and braced a hand against his lower abdomen. It felt rigid and hard underneath his fingers and the pain centered in the middle and radiated downward. A Braxton-hicks contraction, fuck he’d read about those. He panted for a moment, clutching the bureau by the window. It only lasted maybe a minute, but he could feel the beads of sweat that sprouted on the back of his neck. He groaned softly when the muscles finally loosened under his palm, then released the bureau and brushed a hand through his fringe. Slowly he made his way back to the bed and curled up on his side, hoping with all hopes that Adam would be home soon.
He yawned drowsily and stretched as far as he could before relaxing into the sheets. The sun hung heavy on the horizon outside the window as it painted the skies with hues of golden orange and cotton candy pink. The room felt slightly stuffy so he pulled the shirt over his head and breathed a sigh of relief at the cool air brushing over his exposed skin. The earlier pain was now a distant memory and he shuffled, his toes burying in the thick carpet, until he reached the chilled hardwood in the hall. The house was quiet other than the sound of his feet padding down the steps and the whir of air being circulated by the air conditioning. When Tommy finally made it to the kitchen he pulled a container of strawberries and a can of V8 from the fridge. He deposited his findings on the counter and somehow managed to hoist himself onto the barstool without tipping over. Satisfied with his bounty he popped the tab on the V8 and hummed with contentment when the biting flavor of the juice hit his tongue.
He couldn’t remember a time when he’d taken so much joy from food as he had in the past three months. Sure burritos had been his earthly addiction, but when he sat the juice down and popped a succulently sweet strawberry into his mouth, all bets were off. The strawberry won as the most delicious thing he’d ever tasted.
He heard Adam’s car pull into the driveway, the door open and shut, and finally the sound of the doorknob rattling.
“Hi baby,” Tommy called out. “I’m in the kitchen.”
Adam’s footsteps approached and when he appeared in the doorway, Tommy grinned and carefully lowered his feet to the floor. He met Adam halfway and was soon wrapped in those strong arms, which were very warm against his bare back.
“Mmm, Tommy.” Adam pressed a kiss into his hair. “Hi baby, how are you feeling?”
“Feeling pretty good, but had my first ‘practice’ contraction today, kinda hurt.” Tommy pressed as much of his torso as he could against Adam’s body; very happy his lover was finally home.
“Fuck, I wish I had been here.”
“It’s alright, you have a job to do.”
“Yeah, about that, I have some good news and some bad news.”
Tommy felt his heart jump into his throat. “How bad?”
“How about we start with the good news?”
“Okay fine, what’s the good news?”
Adam didn’t reply, just grabbed Tommy’s hand and led him up the stairs to the door of the nursery. “I got a voicemail message from the guy I hired to complete the baby’s room that they’d finished early.” Adam grinned from ear to ear. “Now close your eyes.”
Tommy obeyed, heard the click of the door opening and then felt Adam’s hand gripping his. Adam guided him forward. Tommy’s toes sunk into fluffy carpet and he took a deep breath. “Can I open them now?”
“Yeah.” Adam’s voice was filled with childlike excitement.
Tommy slowly opened his eyes and took in the heavenly sight before him. The powder blue walls sparkled with hundreds of yellow and gold stars, the crib’s sheets had a beautiful celestial pattern, and everywhere he looked there was something else that made his jaw drop. Adam’s eyes were focused on his when Tommy finally looked at him and he could see that Adam was dying to show him something.
“Go on then,” Tommy laughed.
Adam nearly skipped over to the crib and wound up the mobile of the solar system, clapping his hand together when the tune began to play. Tommy couldn’t believe it.
“How much did you pay to have your acoustic cover of Starlight rigged into that mobile? No wait, nevermind, I don’t wanna know.” He walked over to the window and brushed a hand over the pale yellow curtain. The room was perfect. He drifted to the chest of drawers, the same pale shade as the curtains, that had been situated beside the closet door. He opened the top drawer and found blankets of every shade, shut it, and checked the rest. Clothing, diapers, bibs; every drawer was bulging with something else for the tiny new addition.
“Do you like it?” Adam asked finally.
“Adam, it’s perfect, she’ll sleep beyond the sky in a bed of stars.” Tommy smiled as a feeling of contentment washed over him from the little one. It had taken some getting used to, but now her emotions mixed with his and left him feeling high on life. “Next question is how full is the closet?” He looked at Adam and the sheepish expression confirmed his suspicions that it too was packed to the brim with supplies.
“It’s all stuff we’ll use, promise and I may or may not have installed a car seat in your car. I couldn’t explain just yet why it was in mine, but I want to be prepared, because well...”
“The bad news right?”
“Yeah,” Adam sighed. “I have to go on a promo tour for the album.”
“How long?” Tommy groaned, running his fingers through his hair as frustration boiled through him. A flash through the room and again he looked like he was wearing Capri pants. The skin of his tummy was a deeper pink than the rest of him and made an interesting contrast to the stonewashed skinny jeans, which somehow still fit his slender hips.
“I’m sorry baby, like almost three months, and I can’t get out of it. I already tried.” Adam slunk over like a punished pup, looking very sad, and Tommy let himself be folded into Adam’s embrace. He was nearly the same height as Adam in this form so he wrapped his arms tightly around Adam’s neck. He swallowed hard around the lump in his throat before he could speak. “You’ll be back in time right?”
“Oh gods I hope so. I mean you said yourself it could be longer than six months since she’s half human.” Adam tried to sound positive.
Tommy cast his gaze down to the deep blue carpet. “But you know that the baby has been developing more like my kind.” His throat tightened again as he attempted to fight the tears that were warring to escape from his eyes. “I can’t do this alone,” he whispered. One solemn tear trailed down his cheek before Adam used a finger under his chin to bring them eye-to-eye.
Adam brushed a thumb against his cheek and those azure eyes were intense with something Tommy couldn’t quite place. “I’ll get back to you before it’s time,” Adam vowed. “The promos are west coast, all within six hours from here from what I was told, so if you feel the slightest twinge while I’m gone call me, okay?”
“Adam, my body is already prepping itself. I’m not calling you unless I think the labor has started, until the contractions are consistent. In the last weeks of pregnancy contractions can come and go, and judging by the fact my body tested itself with one today and then it went away, I refuse to drag you home for nothing. I trust my instincts honey, and I need you to as well.”
“I do, I just don’t want to miss it.”
“We’ll make it work.”
Adam caressed Tommy’s stomach and then sank to his knees in front of Tommy, kissing the bump before laying his head there.
Tommy smiled at the sweet sight, Adam’s dark hair tickling his belly. “Now you listen to me little girl. Daddy’s gotta work and be away from your Mommy for a while so I need you to stay in there until I get home. I don’t want to miss your grand entrance and your Mommy doesn’t want to be alone when you arrive. Are you listening to me?” For a couple of seconds, silence filled the room until Tommy felt a kick that landed against Adam’s cheekbone. Adam was startled for a moment and then he started to laugh.
“Well I think she was listening,” Tommy snorted.
“Cheeky lil miss isn’t she?” Was Adam’s reply before returning to his feet.
“She’s got spunk just like you.”
“Spunk eh? I’ll show you spunk.” Tommy was surprised when Adam scooped him up into his arms and carried him to their bedroom. The lusty look told him everything he needed to know. Adam took advantage of his alien form at any point he could, not that Tommy minded.
Adam tugged off Tommy’s jeans and quickly divested his own body of clothing. Tommy watched, half-lidded, as Adam grabbed the lube and when those slick fingers thrust inside him it was all he could do not to melt into the bed. All too soon Adam removed his fingers and used the excess lube on them to prep his cock before pressing it against Tommy’s hole. They’d stopped using a condom when Tommy moved in.
Sex had become a complicated puzzle with Tommy on his back since his belly had expanded, but if he put his legs over Adam’s shoulders it worked. This was the fun part. In alien form Tommy could still manage to be rolled up and breathe, so when he lifted his hips from the bed Adam pushed in and he panted. Adam’s fingers digging into his thigh kept him grounded. Slowly that beautiful cock moved in and out of his slick heat, causing pleasure to creep up his spine. Adam was careful not to put his weight on the baby so the pace stayed languid and slow.
Tommy wrapped his fingers around his own length, moans leaving his lips when Adam brushed his spot. Faster he worked himself, Adam sinking deeper with each thrust until Tommy felt like his head would blow off at any minute.
Tommy wasn’t sure how Adam did it but with one sharp snap of the hips, he hit Tommy’s spot just right, tipping him over the edge and making his toes curl. Tommy moaned and squeezed his cock tightly as it spilled over his belly. His whole body throbbed with the force of his orgasm and the tensing of his muscles drew Adam to the brink. He watched Adam fall apart, watched him gasp, his mouth wide and his eyes clenching as with one last thrust he came. Adam’s body went limp, but thankfully he had enough presence of mind to roll to the side to keep from landing on Tommy.
Tommy cuddled against Adam, his body thrumming with the post-orgasm endorphins. He faded into his human form, his smaller body fitting against Adam until he was again seized by discomfort. He whined low in his throat, put one hand to his belly and clutched Adam’s arm with the other. “Another one,” he panted, then removed his hand. Adam shifted until his palm rested on Tommy’s lower abdomen. “Feel how tight those muscles are?” said Tommy, curling in on himself a little.
Adam began to touch and rub the area soothingly. “Shh, it’s okay baby, breathe for me, nice slow deep breaths.” Adam’s words were comforting and his gentle hand caused some of the pain radiating from Tommy’s middle to dissipate. He took several deep breaths during the next couple of minutes until the pain finally ebbed.
He relaxed back into Adam’s arms. “That one was longer.”
“But did it hurt as much?”
Tommy thought about it for a moment. “No, I guess it was less of a shock this time. The first time took me off guard, and you, you helped me get through it. Adam, what am I going to do for three months without you?”
ATU 5/7 Gone
Part 4: Beyond the Sky
Author: pyrosgf
Pairing: Lambliff
Wordcount: 2996
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
ATU 3/7 Come Home
Just like that he started drifting off, feeling much better about the future.
Oh the difference a month made. Within four weeks he’d moved into Adam’s place and together they had designed a nursery for the little one. Tommy was now convinced it was a girl, though he couldn’t really explain why. Once the design was finished Adam had hired a company to come in and paint. He’d kept Tommy as far away from the soon-to-be nursery as possible, assuring him that he wanted it to be a surprise. Along with that, being around the humans Adam hired wasn’t such a great idea. Tommy’s form had been switching without warning and although he hadn’t flickered back and forth in sequence anymore, he couldn’t take the chance of exposing himself to people.
This was what kept him in bed most days, sleeping or eating the stash of fruits and veggies he’d started storing in their room. The morning sickness had dissipated about a week ago and since then he felt much better, only fatigued from carrying around the extra weight.
Three months pregnant, but by human standards Tommy roughly estimated that he looked about five months. The round globe of his stomach was the only place he noticed a significant change in his figure, if you could ignore the slight swelling of his pecs. He’d taken to wearing Adam’s shirts since his own now stretched tight over the bump and made him feel confined. Funnily enough, his low-rise skinny jeans still fit him like a glove, much to Adam’s amusement.
As Tommy’s belly expanded the small flutters felt more like something was brushing firmly up against his skin from the inside, almost as if the baby was letting him know that ‘she’, he presumed, was okay. Without prenatal care, he’d relied on reading and studying anything he could get his hands on about pregnancy and the impending delivery. Some of it was irrelevant he’d discovered, but some of it gave him the courage to trust his own instincts and that gut feeling told him that the baby was fine.
The discomfort he’d noticed in his hips alerted him to his body beginning to prepare for the baby’s arrival, and the slow waddle he’d adopted had more to do with his hips arranging themselves for the birth more than the extra weight around his middle. He’d also read that occasionally woman lost their sex drive during pregnancy. Tommy presumed that must not apply to the Zar or maybe it was just being around Adam and the fact that anytime Tommy lost his human form, Adam pounced.
…
Today was one of the few days Adam had gotten free in several weeks. The two men sat on the overstuffed couch watching True Blood because Adam just had to catch up on it when he had a free moment. Tommy didn’t mind, not when he was settled with his back against Adam’s broad chest, his ass nestled between Adam’s spread thighs and Adam’s arms curled around him. Their fingers were laced together on each side of Tommy’s stomach.
Tommy wasn’t so much into the show but with his head resting on Adam’s shoulder, he closed his eyes letting the gentle hum of the air conditioning drown out the sound of the TV in his head. His body was relaxed, his mind muddling over the unlikely events that led him here. The baby could sense how calm his body and mind were, and what seemed like a touch a few days ago now felt like an impatient foot tapping at the top of his stomach.
He opened his eyes and looked down at his tummy. His human form had held for the past three days, so his skin was pale and showed the slight beginnings of stretch marks. He untangled his left hand from Adam’s and pressed it against the spot where the movement was coming from, surprised to feel his abdomen shift underneath his hand. When he gasped Adam jumped, startled.
“You okay?” Adam murmured into his ear.
“Yeah umm, just gimmie your hand.” Tommy again threaded his fingers with Adam’s and then guided the larger hand to the top of his stomach. He pressed down on Adam’s hand gently and when he felt the larger man’s chest heave, he smiled.
“Is that…” Adam asked, nuzzling his cheek against Tommy’s.
“Yeah, that’s her, seems like she might be a dancer,” Tommy giggled as he relaxed back into Adam’s embrace.
“Wait a minute, her?” Adam’s voice brushed the back of Tommy neck before he placed a soft kiss against it.
“Shit, I… I just get the feeling it’s a girl so I’ve been referring to the baby as her.” Tommy shifted in Adam’s arms until he could look at those sparkling blue eyes.
“A little girl.” Adam said dreamily.
…
Less than a week had passed since Adam’s time off and Tommy was spending his day in their bedroom. The people working on the nursery were there, Adam was at the studio, and something was making Tommy’s skin crawl. He couldn’t really define it and with human skin he wasn’t really sure what to make of it. The baby was active and he’d had lunch, but something still felt off.
He heard the front door downstairs open and shut and cars pulling out of the drive indicating the workers were gone for the day. He got up and checked the window just as the last car drove through the gate.
Tommy was still anxious and when he turned from the window he felt like his belly was being squeezed tightly. He let out a slow breath and braced a hand against his lower abdomen. It felt rigid and hard underneath his fingers and the pain centered in the middle and radiated downward. A Braxton-hicks contraction, fuck he’d read about those. He panted for a moment, clutching the bureau by the window. It only lasted maybe a minute, but he could feel the beads of sweat that sprouted on the back of his neck. He groaned softly when the muscles finally loosened under his palm, then released the bureau and brushed a hand through his fringe. Slowly he made his way back to the bed and curled up on his side, hoping with all hopes that Adam would be home soon.
He yawned drowsily and stretched as far as he could before relaxing into the sheets. The sun hung heavy on the horizon outside the window as it painted the skies with hues of golden orange and cotton candy pink. The room felt slightly stuffy so he pulled the shirt over his head and breathed a sigh of relief at the cool air brushing over his exposed skin. The earlier pain was now a distant memory and he shuffled, his toes burying in the thick carpet, until he reached the chilled hardwood in the hall. The house was quiet other than the sound of his feet padding down the steps and the whir of air being circulated by the air conditioning. When Tommy finally made it to the kitchen he pulled a container of strawberries and a can of V8 from the fridge. He deposited his findings on the counter and somehow managed to hoist himself onto the barstool without tipping over. Satisfied with his bounty he popped the tab on the V8 and hummed with contentment when the biting flavor of the juice hit his tongue.
He couldn’t remember a time when he’d taken so much joy from food as he had in the past three months. Sure burritos had been his earthly addiction, but when he sat the juice down and popped a succulently sweet strawberry into his mouth, all bets were off. The strawberry won as the most delicious thing he’d ever tasted.
He heard Adam’s car pull into the driveway, the door open and shut, and finally the sound of the doorknob rattling.
“Hi baby,” Tommy called out. “I’m in the kitchen.”
Adam’s footsteps approached and when he appeared in the doorway, Tommy grinned and carefully lowered his feet to the floor. He met Adam halfway and was soon wrapped in those strong arms, which were very warm against his bare back.
“Mmm, Tommy.” Adam pressed a kiss into his hair. “Hi baby, how are you feeling?”
“Feeling pretty good, but had my first ‘practice’ contraction today, kinda hurt.” Tommy pressed as much of his torso as he could against Adam’s body; very happy his lover was finally home.
“Fuck, I wish I had been here.”
“It’s alright, you have a job to do.”
“Yeah, about that, I have some good news and some bad news.”
Tommy felt his heart jump into his throat. “How bad?”
“How about we start with the good news?”
“Okay fine, what’s the good news?”
Adam didn’t reply, just grabbed Tommy’s hand and led him up the stairs to the door of the nursery. “I got a voicemail message from the guy I hired to complete the baby’s room that they’d finished early.” Adam grinned from ear to ear. “Now close your eyes.”
Tommy obeyed, heard the click of the door opening and then felt Adam’s hand gripping his. Adam guided him forward. Tommy’s toes sunk into fluffy carpet and he took a deep breath. “Can I open them now?”
“Yeah.” Adam’s voice was filled with childlike excitement.
Tommy slowly opened his eyes and took in the heavenly sight before him. The powder blue walls sparkled with hundreds of yellow and gold stars, the crib’s sheets had a beautiful celestial pattern, and everywhere he looked there was something else that made his jaw drop. Adam’s eyes were focused on his when Tommy finally looked at him and he could see that Adam was dying to show him something.
“Go on then,” Tommy laughed.
Adam nearly skipped over to the crib and wound up the mobile of the solar system, clapping his hand together when the tune began to play. Tommy couldn’t believe it.
“How much did you pay to have your acoustic cover of Starlight rigged into that mobile? No wait, nevermind, I don’t wanna know.” He walked over to the window and brushed a hand over the pale yellow curtain. The room was perfect. He drifted to the chest of drawers, the same pale shade as the curtains, that had been situated beside the closet door. He opened the top drawer and found blankets of every shade, shut it, and checked the rest. Clothing, diapers, bibs; every drawer was bulging with something else for the tiny new addition.
“Do you like it?” Adam asked finally.
“Adam, it’s perfect, she’ll sleep beyond the sky in a bed of stars.” Tommy smiled as a feeling of contentment washed over him from the little one. It had taken some getting used to, but now her emotions mixed with his and left him feeling high on life. “Next question is how full is the closet?” He looked at Adam and the sheepish expression confirmed his suspicions that it too was packed to the brim with supplies.
“It’s all stuff we’ll use, promise and I may or may not have installed a car seat in your car. I couldn’t explain just yet why it was in mine, but I want to be prepared, because well...”
“The bad news right?”
“Yeah,” Adam sighed. “I have to go on a promo tour for the album.”
“How long?” Tommy groaned, running his fingers through his hair as frustration boiled through him. A flash through the room and again he looked like he was wearing Capri pants. The skin of his tummy was a deeper pink than the rest of him and made an interesting contrast to the stonewashed skinny jeans, which somehow still fit his slender hips.
“I’m sorry baby, like almost three months, and I can’t get out of it. I already tried.” Adam slunk over like a punished pup, looking very sad, and Tommy let himself be folded into Adam’s embrace. He was nearly the same height as Adam in this form so he wrapped his arms tightly around Adam’s neck. He swallowed hard around the lump in his throat before he could speak. “You’ll be back in time right?”
“Oh gods I hope so. I mean you said yourself it could be longer than six months since she’s half human.” Adam tried to sound positive.
Tommy cast his gaze down to the deep blue carpet. “But you know that the baby has been developing more like my kind.” His throat tightened again as he attempted to fight the tears that were warring to escape from his eyes. “I can’t do this alone,” he whispered. One solemn tear trailed down his cheek before Adam used a finger under his chin to bring them eye-to-eye.
Adam brushed a thumb against his cheek and those azure eyes were intense with something Tommy couldn’t quite place. “I’ll get back to you before it’s time,” Adam vowed. “The promos are west coast, all within six hours from here from what I was told, so if you feel the slightest twinge while I’m gone call me, okay?”
“Adam, my body is already prepping itself. I’m not calling you unless I think the labor has started, until the contractions are consistent. In the last weeks of pregnancy contractions can come and go, and judging by the fact my body tested itself with one today and then it went away, I refuse to drag you home for nothing. I trust my instincts honey, and I need you to as well.”
“I do, I just don’t want to miss it.”
“We’ll make it work.”
Adam caressed Tommy’s stomach and then sank to his knees in front of Tommy, kissing the bump before laying his head there.
Tommy smiled at the sweet sight, Adam’s dark hair tickling his belly. “Now you listen to me little girl. Daddy’s gotta work and be away from your Mommy for a while so I need you to stay in there until I get home. I don’t want to miss your grand entrance and your Mommy doesn’t want to be alone when you arrive. Are you listening to me?” For a couple of seconds, silence filled the room until Tommy felt a kick that landed against Adam’s cheekbone. Adam was startled for a moment and then he started to laugh.
“Well I think she was listening,” Tommy snorted.
“Cheeky lil miss isn’t she?” Was Adam’s reply before returning to his feet.
“She’s got spunk just like you.”
“Spunk eh? I’ll show you spunk.” Tommy was surprised when Adam scooped him up into his arms and carried him to their bedroom. The lusty look told him everything he needed to know. Adam took advantage of his alien form at any point he could, not that Tommy minded.
Adam tugged off Tommy’s jeans and quickly divested his own body of clothing. Tommy watched, half-lidded, as Adam grabbed the lube and when those slick fingers thrust inside him it was all he could do not to melt into the bed. All too soon Adam removed his fingers and used the excess lube on them to prep his cock before pressing it against Tommy’s hole. They’d stopped using a condom when Tommy moved in.
Sex had become a complicated puzzle with Tommy on his back since his belly had expanded, but if he put his legs over Adam’s shoulders it worked. This was the fun part. In alien form Tommy could still manage to be rolled up and breathe, so when he lifted his hips from the bed Adam pushed in and he panted. Adam’s fingers digging into his thigh kept him grounded. Slowly that beautiful cock moved in and out of his slick heat, causing pleasure to creep up his spine. Adam was careful not to put his weight on the baby so the pace stayed languid and slow.
Tommy wrapped his fingers around his own length, moans leaving his lips when Adam brushed his spot. Faster he worked himself, Adam sinking deeper with each thrust until Tommy felt like his head would blow off at any minute.
Tommy wasn’t sure how Adam did it but with one sharp snap of the hips, he hit Tommy’s spot just right, tipping him over the edge and making his toes curl. Tommy moaned and squeezed his cock tightly as it spilled over his belly. His whole body throbbed with the force of his orgasm and the tensing of his muscles drew Adam to the brink. He watched Adam fall apart, watched him gasp, his mouth wide and his eyes clenching as with one last thrust he came. Adam’s body went limp, but thankfully he had enough presence of mind to roll to the side to keep from landing on Tommy.
Tommy cuddled against Adam, his body thrumming with the post-orgasm endorphins. He faded into his human form, his smaller body fitting against Adam until he was again seized by discomfort. He whined low in his throat, put one hand to his belly and clutched Adam’s arm with the other. “Another one,” he panted, then removed his hand. Adam shifted until his palm rested on Tommy’s lower abdomen. “Feel how tight those muscles are?” said Tommy, curling in on himself a little.
Adam began to touch and rub the area soothingly. “Shh, it’s okay baby, breathe for me, nice slow deep breaths.” Adam’s words were comforting and his gentle hand caused some of the pain radiating from Tommy’s middle to dissipate. He took several deep breaths during the next couple of minutes until the pain finally ebbed.
He relaxed back into Adam’s arms. “That one was longer.”
“But did it hurt as much?”
Tommy thought about it for a moment. “No, I guess it was less of a shock this time. The first time took me off guard, and you, you helped me get through it. Adam, what am I going to do for three months without you?”
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