Weekly Writing Challenge 10/3/2011-10/9/2011
Welcome to the TWELFTH weekly writing challenge! If you haven't read the Challenge description, please read it here.
This week's theme will be: PREGNANT!FINN
and the five prompts will be:
- baby making sex the_downfall1
- public quickie lostenergy- Clumsy jinchiue
- "Look no hands!" kosherrainbow
- home alone
Please include the prompt(s), rating, and paring for your fic in the subject of your ( Read more... )
This week's theme will be: PREGNANT!FINN
and the five prompts will be:
- baby making sex the_downfall1
- public quickie lostenergy- Clumsy jinchiue
- "Look no hands!" kosherrainbow
- home alone
Please include the prompt(s), rating, and paring for your fic in the subject of your ( Read more... )
Rachel looked down in their kitchen to see Kurt laying on the floor with his legs straight up against the wall.
"I'm obviously having baby-making sex with your fiance." He paged through the book he was reading on his purple Kindle Excelsior without looking at her.
She frowned and stared at him for another moment.
"Actually, you missed the baby-making sex. The babydaddy is now soaking in some serious disinfectant."
"What the hell… Oh." She rolled her eyes. "You know, just because your memoir won a humor award doesn't mean everything you say is hilarious."
"Am I old enough to have a memoir?" Kurt let his head fall back. "I'm not sure where Finn is, though. After we got done, he seemed grossed out, so he went out to bring us pizza for dinner."
"Yeah. I'm sure if I had a brother to knock up with a turkey baster," Rachel said as she lowered herself down onto the mauve carpet with Kurt, "hunger would be my first reaction… Does this help?"
"Gravity helps, or so my lesbian friends claim. Keep the hips tilted up. You'll have a squealing Finchel mini-diva in no time."
Rachel chuckled. "I think it might take some time. Thank you, again, for doing this."
"Finn wants a baby so badly. It's hard to deny him when I have this man-womb going completely unused."
Obviously, Kurt was just joking around, but his words stung a little. She wasn't doing anything with her womb either, but she'd been putting off the wedding, and the baby-making, in hopes of launching her career. It would be harder, once she had children. Her body would change so much, plus she couldn't get parts while she was a hippo. So when Finn proposed they let Kurt be a surrogate, it was hard to come up with a reason why they shouldn't do that either. She'd agreed to it, assuming Kurt would say absolutely not. He was so finicky about his figure. But he hadn't. He'd said yes and offered himself up for them.
Kurt was a writer now, though. His first book had hit the best-seller list. They could take his generosity. There was nothing about this surrogacy thing that was wrong or creepy… Well, the whole brother thing was a little…
"I mean, you can just see him vibrate with the baby rabies," Kurt continued.
Rachel bowed her head and shook with laughter.
"At this point, I think he might try to impregnate himself, if we didn't stop him."
"Pregnant Finn." Rachel wrinkled her nose. "There's… an image."
"Aw. You won't think I'm cute when I'm huge?" Kurt said in a feigned tearful voice.
"You're always cute!" She bopped his nose, then looked up as she heard a crash at the backdoor. "Speaking of our clumsy sperm donor."
Kurt's eyes rolled back, watching upside down as Finn clumsily tromped into the living room.
"Hey!"
"Into the kitchen!" Rachel ordered. "You have mud on your shoes."
"Like it's going to ruin the carpet. Not when it's that color," Kurt teased.
"I'm a brillant interior decorator," she informed him, pushing Finn into the other room.
"Hey, how's it going?" Finn called out over his shoulder.
"Um, peachy keen," Kurt replied.
Finn set the pizza down, kicked off his shoes, and jogged across the living room to go sit with Kurt. "Anything?"
"I'm not sure what you're looking for here. Your baby batter hasn't even been in me for more than an hour."
"I just wanna know how you feel." Finn leaned back against the wall and pouted.
Rachel came out with plates and napkins. "Do not start yet. I'm going to get a blanket to put on the floor."
"Yes, mommy," Kurt said.
Rachel glared at Kurt.
"You'd better get used to that."
Finn grinned and reached over to touch his brother's stomach, his big hand strangely gentle moving over Kurt. The wry grin on Kurt's lips faded, and he looked at Finn solemnly. Rachel felt her cheeks redden, then she hurried to get the blanket.
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