30m ANCD fic: August Simmers
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kolMarking the end of today's spaming: ANCD Fic for today's prompt (Fall in, fall out)): August Simmers. Will edit later XD
Dee is not pleased. Julian has good solution-- and not the one that got them into this mess.
The world was burning over and over and all Dee could do was sweat and curse— but she had herself to blame. What kind of a ninny hit the climax of their pregnancy in August? Only the two of them could botch getting knocked up.
The humidity was going to kill her.
But not before she killed him.
Should have known something like this was going to happen. Hell, they’d lived together for years, and it didn’t take a genius to add up what all those mistakes could lead to.
Had led to.
At least Galen hadn’t killed him— because she was going to do the job for her pseudo-uncle.
“Just get that bloody tin out of my face,” Dee groaned, struggling to twist her gravid form away from the grinning idiot. Her body was still thin around the edges, but her center bulged, as if two balloons and a watermelon were bursting from her skin.
Some nights she looked at her breasts, cupping the engorged flesh in her hands, and wondered why they’d decided to grow now, when she’d needed them back in the day to catch a proper man.
And not a grinning American tempting her with the demon brew her insides still ached for, skin was itching for, fingers reaching for— until she pulled them back, toying with the fringe of that old chase lounge she couldn’t bear to part with, all these years later.
Breasts, she decided finally, glaring at the offending bulges, were useless things. It wasn’t like she was going to breast feed the runt she was growing, but that didn’t stop them. They just kept going, like they were training for a boob-sumo wrestling match.
Soon, she was going to be nothing but belly and boobs and bushy hair.
Julian, meanwhile, appeared to have developed hysterical deafness, because the stupid American moved closer. Closer!
“Luv, get that tin away from me before I lose control and swallow the whole of it. Been nine months without any alcohol, and my patience is rock bottom if I’m considering drinkin’ out of a tin. And unless this runtling is blessed with your magical self-healing bit, we’d get a pretty messed up kid.”
Julian’s mouth tightened for a moment— Dee claimed victory for it, but it was short lived, because the infuriating man reached behind his back and pulled out a melting cone of heaven from who knew where. “Ice cream?” He asked hopefully, a bead of cream rolling down to the meat of his hand.
Ah. There it was, the reason she loved him— not that she’d ever admit it. “Give it.” She demanded, and the moment the cream hit her lips, she road the hell of that bliss.
There’d be time for revenge later. Now? There was only the cool delicious, and a hazy thought before the sugar pulled her under: This runt of theirs was going to come out a tub of cream.
Dee is not pleased. Julian has good solution-- and not the one that got them into this mess.
The world was burning over and over and all Dee could do was sweat and curse— but she had herself to blame. What kind of a ninny hit the climax of their pregnancy in August? Only the two of them could botch getting knocked up.
The humidity was going to kill her.
But not before she killed him.
Should have known something like this was going to happen. Hell, they’d lived together for years, and it didn’t take a genius to add up what all those mistakes could lead to.
Had led to.
At least Galen hadn’t killed him— because she was going to do the job for her pseudo-uncle.
“Just get that bloody tin out of my face,” Dee groaned, struggling to twist her gravid form away from the grinning idiot. Her body was still thin around the edges, but her center bulged, as if two balloons and a watermelon were bursting from her skin.
Some nights she looked at her breasts, cupping the engorged flesh in her hands, and wondered why they’d decided to grow now, when she’d needed them back in the day to catch a proper man.
And not a grinning American tempting her with the demon brew her insides still ached for, skin was itching for, fingers reaching for— until she pulled them back, toying with the fringe of that old chase lounge she couldn’t bear to part with, all these years later.
Breasts, she decided finally, glaring at the offending bulges, were useless things. It wasn’t like she was going to breast feed the runt she was growing, but that didn’t stop them. They just kept going, like they were training for a boob-sumo wrestling match.
Soon, she was going to be nothing but belly and boobs and bushy hair.
Julian, meanwhile, appeared to have developed hysterical deafness, because the stupid American moved closer. Closer!
“Luv, get that tin away from me before I lose control and swallow the whole of it. Been nine months without any alcohol, and my patience is rock bottom if I’m considering drinkin’ out of a tin. And unless this runtling is blessed with your magical self-healing bit, we’d get a pretty messed up kid.”
Julian’s mouth tightened for a moment— Dee claimed victory for it, but it was short lived, because the infuriating man reached behind his back and pulled out a melting cone of heaven from who knew where. “Ice cream?” He asked hopefully, a bead of cream rolling down to the meat of his hand.
Ah. There it was, the reason she loved him— not that she’d ever admit it. “Give it.” She demanded, and the moment the cream hit her lips, she road the hell of that bliss.
There’d be time for revenge later. Now? There was only the cool delicious, and a hazy thought before the sugar pulled her under: This runt of theirs was going to come out a tub of cream.
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Too lazy to edit
Date: 2008-04-27 07:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-04-27 02:40 pm (UTC)I so need to finish the fic I had started a while ago with them now XD
TAUNTING A PREGNANT WOMAN. WITH BEER. AND GRINNING ABOUT IT. LOVE. (I'm convinced he has a Gift that allows him to instantly make ice pops and ice cream appear.)
... I'm totally not awake but wanted to say:
Date: 2008-04-27 03:45 pm (UTC)I AM SURE DEE DID SOMETHING TO DESERVE TAUNTING. <3.
... YES FINISH DEE & JULIAN FIC. FINISH IT NOW BIRTHDAYWEEK GIRL DEMANDS IT XD