chapter 1 (mpreg fic) and 200 word drabble: Kissing
Title: chapter 1
Author: me
Rating: PG-14
Pairing: mentions of Bobby/John, mentions of Rogue/Bobby
Summary: read the intro and then this because I'm not telling
Intro
“Pregnant?” Bobby stuttered, “but how?” His mind was a whirlwind of questions. John was pregnant? But that meant…no surely it had been too long.
“We don’t know.” Storm said plainly, the confusion and disbelief on her face a mirror to what Bobby felt, “But we’re taking him to the mansion to find out. While the rest of us will take care of the humans I want you and Shadowcat get him to the jet.”
“But…”
“You have a problem with that?” She asked, no pity at all for the doubt that was clear on his face. Apparently being pregnant absolved John of any crimes in her eyes.
“No.” he said, and with Kitty close behind he went to were John had been tied up in one of the makeshift forts.
Bobby hadn’t thought he’d hurt John that bad, until he saw the dark bruised skin around John’s wrists and the nasty looking mark on his forehead. Apparently being frozen didn’t agree with the fire controlling mutant.
Bobby and Kitty set about moving John to the jet.
There was no movement in the still body as they manhandled it, except for the insistent bumps against the inside of his stomach. John hadn’t roused at all, even when Logan had removed his restraints. The lack of consciousness would have been a concern, but the X-men were too thankful for the chance to return him to the mansion and perform a check up before he woke. It was hard enough convincing the humans to let them take him, and it would have been that much harder had John been awake to fight them about it.
He was surprisingly heavy to move, and Bobby couldn’t stop staring at the bulge that, while cleverly concealed by the jacket, was obvious now that Bobby was looking. Pregnant. How could that even be possible?
*******
“This is totally and completely impossible.” Hank McCoy said with absolute certainty.
In his long lab coat and glasses he looked every bit the serious doctor, except of course for the soft blue fur that covered every inch of his body. He continued to run the ultrasound over John’s stomach, unable to take his eyes off of the screen before him. “It’s a girl…impossible.” he muttered, even though he could easily count the fingers and toes that were clear on the display.
Setting the device down he moved away, looking shocked to his very blue core. Ms. Munroe and Bobby had a similar expressions, though they were less blue and more skin colored,
“How can this happen?”
McCoy shook his head, “It can’t, this is completely against every single law of nature.”
“But clearly,” Storm motioned at the screen, “I just can’t believe Magneto would do something like this, to one of his own people.”
Beast shook his head, “My dear.” He said, “If we assume that the baby is maturing at a normal rate then it would have been conceived more than six months ago, when, I believe, Pyro was still a resident at the mansion.”
Munroe paled, “That’s impossible, we would have noticed or he would have told us.”
“Actually,” Bobby started, standing behind them and looking towards the still figure of his former best friend. Storm looked back at him.
“What.”
“Before he left he spent nearly every morning throwing up.” Bobby said, “I thought he was just hung over. I‘d been planning to report it but, then he left and well…”
“I see.” Ms. Munroe said, “So if Magneto had nothing to do with it then how the hell did it happen?”
Bobby shuffled his feet and said nothing.
“I’ll run further tests.” McCoy said, “And meanwhile I suggest we place him somewhere more comfortable. Like his old room perhaps, the monitors can be set up there just as easily as in here.”
“Yes, I think that would be best.” Storm agreed, and with the help of Logan and some of the older students, John and all the equipment were brought upstairs.
Bobby took up sentry at the side of John’s bed to wait for the pregnant mutant to wake up, he couldn’t really go anywhere else as it was his bedroom also. He thought back to what Storm had said, surely they would have noticed.
He remembered, two days before the first incident at the lake. He’d woke to the sound of John retching violently. It was odd, he didn’t recall there being any sort of alcoholic beverages at the study group the night before, but then he very rarely knew where John got a hold of stuff like that. He pushed himself up, glanced at the clock, then with a groan turned back over and tried to ignore the sounds his friend was making.
Eventually he gave up, hauling himself out of bed and heading towards the bathroom. This wasn’t the first time, in fact the sound of John worshiping the toilet was becoming a disturbingly regular wake up call.
Bobby felt slightly guilty, this new ritual hadn’t started until a week after Bobby said they couldn’t fool around anymore. Rogue was too important to him now, so he couldn’t fuck around with his friend. But apparently John was taking it the wrong way.
“You alright.” he asked, wrinkling his nose at the smell of bile as he entered the bathroom.
John made a short noise of assent that was drowned out as he vomited again.
*******
So obvious, now that Bobby thought back on it, so clear that it was morning sickness and not some hangover from drinking the night before. He should have seen it. He was John’s best friend, sometimes lover, and in all honesty the most probable father of the child that was growing within him. With that thought in mind Bobby dozed off, letting his head drop to his chest.
Title: Kissing
Author: Me
Rating: R
Pairing: John/Bobby
Summary: 200 word smut. Kissing John just happened to be one of Bobby’s all time favorite pastimes.
Kissing John just happened to be one of Bobby’s all time favorite pastimes. But even better than that was having John kiss him. You wouldn’t think that it was all that rare, but it was. John tended to shy away from kissing for one reason or another. Which is why Bobby loved it so much when his lover did finally kiss him. Being kissed by John was very near the top of Bobby’s list of favorite things, just below getting a blowjob while eating ice cream.
John was a remarkable kisser.
He’d start out slow, his lips barely teasing Bobby’s. then he’d draw closer and deepen the kiss. His tongue would coax open Bobby’s mouth, but he wouldn’t push his tongue inside just then. He’d tease some more, licking Bobby’s lips, brushing against his teeth, until Bobby got impatient and shoved his own tongue out to play. John would grin against his mouth and suck on Bobby’s tongue, his fingers finding their way to Bobby’s hair. He’d entice moans from Bobby and hold on until they both pulled back, gasping for much needed air. Then with a charming, sexy smile, John would start again with his lips soft on Bobby’s.
Author: me
Rating: PG-14
Pairing: mentions of Bobby/John, mentions of Rogue/Bobby
Summary: read the intro and then this because I'm not telling
Intro
“Pregnant?” Bobby stuttered, “but how?” His mind was a whirlwind of questions. John was pregnant? But that meant…no surely it had been too long.
“We don’t know.” Storm said plainly, the confusion and disbelief on her face a mirror to what Bobby felt, “But we’re taking him to the mansion to find out. While the rest of us will take care of the humans I want you and Shadowcat get him to the jet.”
“But…”
“You have a problem with that?” She asked, no pity at all for the doubt that was clear on his face. Apparently being pregnant absolved John of any crimes in her eyes.
“No.” he said, and with Kitty close behind he went to were John had been tied up in one of the makeshift forts.
Bobby hadn’t thought he’d hurt John that bad, until he saw the dark bruised skin around John’s wrists and the nasty looking mark on his forehead. Apparently being frozen didn’t agree with the fire controlling mutant.
Bobby and Kitty set about moving John to the jet.
There was no movement in the still body as they manhandled it, except for the insistent bumps against the inside of his stomach. John hadn’t roused at all, even when Logan had removed his restraints. The lack of consciousness would have been a concern, but the X-men were too thankful for the chance to return him to the mansion and perform a check up before he woke. It was hard enough convincing the humans to let them take him, and it would have been that much harder had John been awake to fight them about it.
He was surprisingly heavy to move, and Bobby couldn’t stop staring at the bulge that, while cleverly concealed by the jacket, was obvious now that Bobby was looking. Pregnant. How could that even be possible?
*******
“This is totally and completely impossible.” Hank McCoy said with absolute certainty.
In his long lab coat and glasses he looked every bit the serious doctor, except of course for the soft blue fur that covered every inch of his body. He continued to run the ultrasound over John’s stomach, unable to take his eyes off of the screen before him. “It’s a girl…impossible.” he muttered, even though he could easily count the fingers and toes that were clear on the display.
Setting the device down he moved away, looking shocked to his very blue core. Ms. Munroe and Bobby had a similar expressions, though they were less blue and more skin colored,
“How can this happen?”
McCoy shook his head, “It can’t, this is completely against every single law of nature.”
“But clearly,” Storm motioned at the screen, “I just can’t believe Magneto would do something like this, to one of his own people.”
Beast shook his head, “My dear.” He said, “If we assume that the baby is maturing at a normal rate then it would have been conceived more than six months ago, when, I believe, Pyro was still a resident at the mansion.”
Munroe paled, “That’s impossible, we would have noticed or he would have told us.”
“Actually,” Bobby started, standing behind them and looking towards the still figure of his former best friend. Storm looked back at him.
“What.”
“Before he left he spent nearly every morning throwing up.” Bobby said, “I thought he was just hung over. I‘d been planning to report it but, then he left and well…”
“I see.” Ms. Munroe said, “So if Magneto had nothing to do with it then how the hell did it happen?”
Bobby shuffled his feet and said nothing.
“I’ll run further tests.” McCoy said, “And meanwhile I suggest we place him somewhere more comfortable. Like his old room perhaps, the monitors can be set up there just as easily as in here.”
“Yes, I think that would be best.” Storm agreed, and with the help of Logan and some of the older students, John and all the equipment were brought upstairs.
Bobby took up sentry at the side of John’s bed to wait for the pregnant mutant to wake up, he couldn’t really go anywhere else as it was his bedroom also. He thought back to what Storm had said, surely they would have noticed.
He remembered, two days before the first incident at the lake. He’d woke to the sound of John retching violently. It was odd, he didn’t recall there being any sort of alcoholic beverages at the study group the night before, but then he very rarely knew where John got a hold of stuff like that. He pushed himself up, glanced at the clock, then with a groan turned back over and tried to ignore the sounds his friend was making.
Eventually he gave up, hauling himself out of bed and heading towards the bathroom. This wasn’t the first time, in fact the sound of John worshiping the toilet was becoming a disturbingly regular wake up call.
Bobby felt slightly guilty, this new ritual hadn’t started until a week after Bobby said they couldn’t fool around anymore. Rogue was too important to him now, so he couldn’t fuck around with his friend. But apparently John was taking it the wrong way.
“You alright.” he asked, wrinkling his nose at the smell of bile as he entered the bathroom.
John made a short noise of assent that was drowned out as he vomited again.
*******
So obvious, now that Bobby thought back on it, so clear that it was morning sickness and not some hangover from drinking the night before. He should have seen it. He was John’s best friend, sometimes lover, and in all honesty the most probable father of the child that was growing within him. With that thought in mind Bobby dozed off, letting his head drop to his chest.
Title: Kissing
Author: Me
Rating: R
Pairing: John/Bobby
Summary: 200 word smut. Kissing John just happened to be one of Bobby’s all time favorite pastimes.
Kissing John just happened to be one of Bobby’s all time favorite pastimes. But even better than that was having John kiss him. You wouldn’t think that it was all that rare, but it was. John tended to shy away from kissing for one reason or another. Which is why Bobby loved it so much when his lover did finally kiss him. Being kissed by John was very near the top of Bobby’s list of favorite things, just below getting a blowjob while eating ice cream.
John was a remarkable kisser.
He’d start out slow, his lips barely teasing Bobby’s. then he’d draw closer and deepen the kiss. His tongue would coax open Bobby’s mouth, but he wouldn’t push his tongue inside just then. He’d tease some more, licking Bobby’s lips, brushing against his teeth, until Bobby got impatient and shoved his own tongue out to play. John would grin against his mouth and suck on Bobby’s tongue, his fingers finding their way to Bobby’s hair. He’d entice moans from Bobby and hold on until they both pulled back, gasping for much needed air. Then with a charming, sexy smile, John would start again with his lips soft on Bobby’s.