Part 6
Part 5
Laurence looked up from his book when Simon came in and straddled his lap. “Can I help you?” he asked, and Simon nodded innocent. His innocent face morphed into a smirk and he leaned in and kissed Laurence slowly, tugging the book out of his hands. Laurence hummed, hands going to Simon’s back as Simon’s hands rested on his chest. “What’s this?” he asked against Simon’s lips.
“I’m horny and I want you to bum me.” Simon said simply, and Laurence chuckled.
“Sure we can? You’re a big large, darling.” He said, and Simon drew back, looking like someone slapped him.
“I knew it! I’m so fat you don’t even find me attractive!” he said, sliding off of Laurence’s chest to curl up away from him. “Fine, go fuck someone who is pretty and thin.” He said bitterly.
Laurence snorted. “Come on, my love.” He said, curling an arm around his small lover. “I’d never do that. And I don’t think you’re too fat. I’m just worried it might hurt the little one if we aren’t careful. I don’t know of any really safe positions.” He said, kissing the back of his neck.
Simon bit his lip and turned his head to look at Laurence. “Well… can we at least do something?” he asked, turning onto his back.
Laurence nodded, kissing him. “What would you like?” he asked. “I don’t think we can make love but I might can use my fingers, if you like.” He said.
Simon smirked. “Works for me.” He said. “Hey, you first.” He said, then pushed at him. “Stand there beside the bed.” He said, and Laurence stood as Simon slid over to sit with his legs hanging off the edge.
“What are you doing?” Laurence asked, only to have Simon smirk up at him. Simon slid his hands up Laurence’s bare chest and then gestured for him to lean down. Laurence leaned over him and Simon tilted his head back for a kiss.
“Stand again.” He said, then teasingly tugged Laurence’s pants down slowly.
Laurence got the idea and blushed, feeling his arousal starting to awaken. Simon sucked a hickey on his hip and lower stomach as he stroked him lightly, teasing him into erection. “You’re evil.” Laurence groaned, letting his head drop back.
Simon smirked. “You like it.” He said, moving over to suck Laurence down without pause. Laurence gasped and put his hand to Simon’s shoulder, wide eyed as Simon stroked him with one hand and bobbed up and down without fail.
“It’s so hot.” He said, pulling off to lick his lips, then duck back down, taking him in again. Laurence moaned softly when Simon scratched at his thigh with his other hand. Simon just moaned around him, and Laurence saw Simon’s hand slide from his thigh to his own crotch. Laurence groaned, watching as Simon rubbed his palm to his erection, below his belly. Simon pulled off and Laurence tugged Simon’s shirt off. Simon slid his hands around to Laurence’s butt, squeezing both cheeks as he sucked him down again, moaning around him.
Laurence was getting close when Simon pulled off and smirked up, stroking Laurence’s erection with his free hand. “You do this part.” He said, and Laurence took his erection in his hand and let Simon go back to sucking him down. Laurence stroked what Simon couldn’t fit in his mouth.
Laurence groaned as he saw why. Simon was leaning his weight on his left hand and stroking his own erection with his right. Laurence groaned and stroked Simon’s cheek, making him look up at him with those large brown eyes. “Love you.” He gasped, and Simon hummed around him, pulling back as Laurence gasped that he was nearly there. Simon closed his eyes and opened his mouth, tongue out.
“On me.” He moaned, stroking himself. Laurence stroked himself to finish quickly, groaning deep in his chest as he came on Simon’s lips and in his mouth, some dripping down his chin.
Simon swallowed and took the tip into his mouth, licking him clean until it was too much and Laurence pulled away. Laurence groaned, falling to his knees. He pulled Simon down and kissed him, using his thumb to swipe his chin clean. “Your turn.” He said in a hoarse voice, pulling Simon’s pants down. Simon laid back on his elbows, as his belly was in the way somewhat, and Laurence wasted no time sucking him down. He pulled off and sucked on his own fingers, then quickly pressed one into Simon, who arched and moaned.
“Yes!” Simon hissed and Laurence took him in his mouth again, working his second finger in. Between Laurence’s mouth and his fingers curling upwards inside of him, Simon came quickly, moaning Laurence’s name.
Laurence stood up, kissing Simon for all he was worth, only to open his eyes as Simon dropped onto his back, pulling away from his mouth. Laurence laughed. “Are you alright?” he asked.
Simon nodded, beaming. “That was nice.” He said, giggling.
Laurence smiled. “You’re welcome.” He said, winking. Simon just smirked and tugged him down to kiss. “Darling, your belly is in the way, I can’t lean over like that.” He said, and Simon pouted.
“Fine, get in bed and cuddle me.” He said, crawling up to slide under the covers at the pillows.
Laurence slid into the bed, butt naked, though Simon had pulled his pants back up. “As you wish, darling.” He said, curling around Simon.
Simon just snickered. “You haven’t slept naked in a while. I like it.” He said, kissing him sweetly as he curled into him and pressed his hand to Laurence’s ass.
Laurence just snickered and kissed Simon. “Love you, darling.”
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Simon beamed as Casey and Davey showed off their daughter. “Did you guys name her?” he asked excitedly.
Davey nodded. “After daddy and her grandma.” He said, smiling.
Casey beamed and Patrick blushed. “Patricia Rose.” He said, kissing her dark little head. “I’m already calling her Rosy.” He said, giggling.
Davey smiled. “I like just Rose, but it doesn’t matter.” He said, kissing Casey sweetly.
Simon just squeaked. “I want my baby now, damn it!” he said, huffing and crossing his arms.
Laurence smiled and hugged him. “Ours will be here soon, my darling.” He said, and Simon beamed.
“Yep! Not long at all now.” He said gleefully. “Just a bit more.” He said, smiling. “Two months at most!” he said, beaming. “I’m excited and jealous… I WANT it.” He said, pouting down at his middle.
Laurence smiled. “Be patient, love. It will be here soon.” He said.
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It was early in the morning that Simon woke up to the sounds of Rose crying and Davey singing. He walked to the door and opened it, only to see Davey walking down the hall and back, trying to sing Rose to sleep. “Aww, what’s wrong baby.” He whispered, walking over. Davey smiled as Simon took her hand, smiling.
“She’s just fussy. She’s fed and changed.” He said, smiling. “Why are you up?” he asked.
Simon shrugged. “I don’t know. I don’t feel good.” He said. “I don’t feel sick and I don’t hurt, I just… feel off.” He said softly. “I feel like something is wrong.”
Davey smiled when Rose turned her head, blinking large blue eyes at Simon. “She likes you.” He said, and Simon smiled.
“I’m an Adel, I smell different.” He said, stroking her cheek until she grabbed his finger. “Aww, sweet baby.” He said, and Davey smiled as her eyes lit up. “Why aren’t you nice for daddy? Daddy loves you.” He said, and Davey laughed. “Your daddy should smell closer to you than- uunngg!” Simon froze, bending over slightly as he clutched his middle.
Davey gasped. “Simon?!” he hissed, catching his shoulder with his free hand. “Simon, what’s wrong?” he asked, and Simon suddenly let out a large breath.
“Oh my God, that hurt.” He said, then smiled widely. “Holy shit, that was a contraction!” he said, extremely happy for someone who experience their first contraction.
Davey laughed. “You sure?” he asked, and Simon nodded.
“It has to be!” he said, then straightened up. “Ow, my back hurts now.” He said, rubbing the small of his back.
Davey kissed Rose. “Well, do you want me to go get Sisky?” he asked, and Simon nodded.
“Yeah, I’ll wait to make sure before we call Lena.” He said, and Davey turned and headed back to his and Casey’s room.
Simon headed to his room and slid carefully into bed, holding his lower back. It seemed like the contraction had started a dull pain in his back. “Laurence!” he said sharply, shaking him.
“What, huh- Simon?” he asked, sitting up sleepily.
Simon smiled nervously as he stroked Laurence’s hair back as he raised up on his elbows. “Laurence. Laurence the baby is coming.” He said, and Laurence quickly shot up.
“WHAT?! Now? Are you alright?” he asked, reaching out to touch his middle.
Simon nodded. “Yes, I’m fine for now. It’s nearly time though.” He said, and Laurence smiled.
“Alright, who do you want me to get?” he asked.
Simon kissed him sweetly. “Davey’s getting Sisky and I’m going to wait until I have another contraction to be sure and call Lena.”
Laurence just smiled and sat back, holding Simon’s hand as they speculated on boy or girl and discussed names one last time. Davey and Sisky came in about twenty seconds before Simon doubled up, feeling another contraction wracking his body. “Are you alright, darling?” Laurence asked, and Simon snorted.
“Those bastards hurt.” He said, then gasped as he moved. “Oh, my water broke.” He said, and Laurence quickly helped him get undressed as Sisky and Davey left to call Lena.
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Simon was crying, because unlike Casey’s, which had been relatively easy and simple, his own labor was lasting a very long time. Judging by the alarm clock his water had broken around seven and by seven that evening he still hadn’t given birth. His contractions weren’t speeding up quickly. In fact they had only increased from twenty minutes to five minutes apart over the whole twelve hours of labor. He had held up fine for a while, but in the last hour he had grown so tired that the pain was really getting to him.
Laurence was terrified nearly to tears himself as Simon grew weaker. “Darling, just be strong a bit longer.” He said softly. He stroked his sweaty hair back, kissing his feverish skin.
“I can’t, Laurence. I can’t take this anymore.” He whined, and Casey stroked his fingers as he held his hand.
Casey had been sitting at Simon’s side the whole time. Bob and Patrick had both been in but both had to leave to get the children dinner. Davey had came in once but left quickly to take care of the children. “Simon, you can do it, sweetie.” Casey said, holding his hand. “I know you’re tired but I promise, it can’t be much longer.” He said, looking at Sisky and Lena who both looked uncertain. “What’s up, Sisky?” he asked softly.
“Simon, it can’t be too long, but the baby is just so big it’s taking it time to get down.” He cringed. “Best way to compare is birth constipation.” He said awkwardly.
Simon lifted his head and glared. “Oh really? That’s the best way to explain it? Well find a fucking birth laxative then, because I swear to God, I’m sick of this! I’m about ten minutes from just passing the fuck out, okay?” he snapped, and Laurence snickered into his hair, holding him as he deflated, whining softly.
“Darling calm down. You’ll be okay.” He said.
Casey smiled. “Simon, remember how I was when they handed me Rose? Remember how I felt automatically?” he asked, and Simon nodded, pouting. “How did I look?” he asked.
Simon sighed. “Like you were the happiest person in the world and nothing in the world was more perfect.” He admitted.
Casey nodded. “You’ll feel the same way very soon, okay? You’re the one who said you wanted your baby so bad and it’s coming, you just have to give it a little time. You’re even smaller than me so it just needs some more time to try and get down there.” He said, and Simon just nodded, pouting as tears leaked out of his eyelashes. “How’s the pain?” he asked and Simon squirmed.
“Not- not completely unbearable, but it hurts really badly. I’m more exhausted than in pain. I feel so just… drained. I feel like if I closed my eyes I might not open them ever again.” He said, looking scared. “I- I feel like I’m dying.” He said fearfully.
Laurence closed his eyes and Casey cringed as he saw a tear fall into Simon’s hair. “Darling, please don’t say that. You’re going to be fine, Si, I promise.” Laurence said, taking both of Simon’s hands in his. “I promise you, love, just wait and it will work out.” He said. “Just please hold on for me, Simon. I can’t lose you.” He said, voice cracking.
Simon turned his head, frowning as he looked back at him. “Laurence, darling I’m okay.” He said, then raised his hand to stroke Laurence’s face. “I’m exaggerating. I’m not going to die.” He said offering a weak smile. “Don’t be scared, dear. I’ll be quite alright.” He said, and Casey smiled humorously. For one who was so upset and scared seconds before, one peep from Laurence and Simon was suddenly the stronger one, comforting his frightened lover. Casey knew they loved each other very much.
Simon cried out softly, whimpering pained as another contraction rolled over his body, only Sisky let out a cry. “Okay, Simon, the baby slid lower, push!” he encouraged and Simon nodded, gritting his teeth tightly as he did as he was told, hands locked with Laurence’s as Laurence tried to help him along. Simon was whimpering painfully.
“Hurts.” He squeaked and Laurence just whispered to him, encouraging him.
“Okay, stop!” Sisky said, and Simon stopped, panting and crying weakly.
“God, I’m so tired I can barely push.” He choked out, tears on his face.
Laurence nodded. “I know, darling. I know.” He said,
It was only barely more than a minute that another contraction came and Lena and Sisky both instructed him to push. Simon whined out. “Ow, ow, ow, ow, Ow- OH!” he gasped, eyes flying open as Sisky squeaked and moved around quickly.
“Lena, come here.” He said, and Lena lifted up a baby into view.
Casey smiled. “Oh Simon, it’s a boy!” he said, but Simon’s smile slid off his face almost as fast as it got there as Lena and Sisky rushed over to the table they had brought in.
The baby wasn’t moving. Casey froze, eyes widening fearfully. Laurence looked up from Simon’s neck as Simon stared in horror. “Lena?” he asked weakly, but she was busy snapping orders to Sisky, who was fumbling around with different bits and bobs. “LENA?!” he cried, horrified.
“He’s not breathing, Simon, hold on.” She said quickly, and Simon burst into sobs, staring in horror as he saw only an unmoving hand of his baby.
“No!” he sobbed, and Laurence stared in horror. “Laurence, Laurence, my baby!” he cried, eyes wide.
Casey bit his lip, feeling tears welling as he watched Simon breaking down and sobbing uncontrollably. Laurence also had tears on his face as he held Simon, who was shaking and sobbing fearfully. There was more pain in Simon’s and Laurence’s eyes than Casey had ever seen. Even when Mikey had ‘lost’ Gabe, there had been nothing more terrible before that, until Casey watched Simon gazing with open terror at his unmoving and not breathing infant on the table across from them. “Please. Please.” Casey whispered, watching as Lena made sure the baby’s lungs were clear and then began compressing the baby’s chest with her two fingers.
Laurence let out a muffled sob into Simon’s shoulder and Casey felt his heart break to see such a strong man crying. “No, please.” He sobbed, shaking his head as tears slipped from his icy blue eyes. “Please God, no.” he begged softly, arms around Simon, who was nearly hyperventilating.
Laurence closed his eyes, shoulders shaking as he clung to his lover. Simon was barely breathing as he sobbed violently. Casey just stood up, unable to take it. He ran from the room, only to run straight into Bob’s chest as he started to the door. Bob looked inside and froze. “What’s wrong?” he asked, seeing Laurence and Simon both crying.
Casey just wrapped his arms around Bob’s chest, crying into his chest. “The baby.” He sobbed, and Bob gasped, horror filling him as he looked over to where his sister and Sisky were furiously doing something around a table.
“Oh no.” he whispered, holding Casey as he cried. “Oh God, that’s… oh man.” He said, rubbing his back.
Patrick was coming up the stairs, smiling widely, only to stop when he saw Casey crying. “Casey?” he asked, and Casey looked up. “What’s wrong?” he asked, looking at Bob, who was pale.
Bob sighed and lowered his voice. “The baby.” He whispered and Patrick gasped, hands going to his mouth in horror.
“Oh no, not the baby.” Patrick said, eyes wide fearfully. He looked into the room and saw both Laurence and Simon both clinging to each other and sobbing openly. “Oh no.” he said, chest aching as he watched Simon’s pained expression.
Suddenly, there was the sound of coughing and spluttering. Simon and Laurence both looked up, and Casey saw Simon’s face change suddenly as a tiny wail filled the room. “MY BABY!” he sobbed, a smile suddenly crossing his face. Laurence looked disbelieving, only to cry harder when Lena turned back, holding a baby swaddled in a bloody towel.
“His lungs were clogged up, but he seems okay now.” She said, then turned back, eliisting protesting sounds from both of the men in the bed. “I’m going to put a clean blanket around-“
“Give me my baby!” Laurence demanded, and Simon nodded, bearing the largest smile on his face any of them had ever seen.
The three older Adels walked into the room, all smiling in relief and drying tearful eyes as Simon let out a sob the moment his baby came to his arms. Laurence, too, was sniffling and choking back tears as he wrapped his arms around them both, hands overlapping Simon’s arms under the baby. Simon just let out a sob, kissing the child sweetly. “Oh my baby, oh God, I thought I lost you.” He gushed, raising a hand to touch the baby’s lips. “God, don’t ever do that to me again, son.” He sobbed with relief.
Laurence just stroked his baby soft hair. “Look, Simon. He has your nose.” He said, sniffling happily. It was true. Though he was still slightly dirty and looked slightly smooshed, he clearly had Simon’s button nose. “Oh God, he’s so beautiful.” Laurence choked, and Simon beamed, turning to catch Laurence’s lips in a kiss.
Casey smiled, reaching out to stroke the baby’s hand. “Still feel like you’re just too exhausted?” he asked, and Simon beamed, shaking his head happily.
“Never, never, never.” He said, curling his arms his baby, kissing him repeatedly. “He’s so beautiful.” He said, sniffling tiredly.
Casey just smiled, relieved that the baby and Simon were both alright.
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Three days after giving birth, Simon came down to breakfast, positively glowing as he held his baby. Laurence stood up and beamed, kissing Simon softly as he took the baby so Simon could fix his plate and sit.
Once he sat down, Simon took the baby back, beaming. “We have wonderful news.” He said, and Laurence beamed as everybody looked up. “MY BABY IS BETTER THAN ALL OF YOURS COMBINED!” he cried, giggling gleefully as he rocked the infant in his arms, kissing him lovingly.
Gerard smiled. “About that, does the baby have a name, or is he just ‘Simon’s Baby’?” he asked, and Laurence snickered.
“His name is Tim.” He said, reaching over to stroke a hand down his son’s head, only to beam as he opened his eyes and looked up at his parents.
Simon cooed. “Timmy, you look just like your dad.” He said, kissing his face. He smiled up at Patrick, who was across from them. “Dude, he’s got Laurence’s eyes and dark hair, but he has my nose and big lips.” He said, giggling. “Timothy Joseph Rene.” He said softly, staring down at his baby in adoration.
Laurence smiled. “I don’t know what I’d have done without him, Simon.” He said softly. Simon nodded, smiling. “I don’t know what I’d do without you either.” He said, kissing his jaw.
Simon smiled. “Don’t worry, you never have to find out.” He said, and Laurence smiled.
“Care to prove it?” he asked, and Simon frowned, looking at the baby.
“What do you-“ he looked up as everybody got quiet, and saw Laurence kneeling beside him. “Mean.” He whispered, and Laurence smiled bashfully.
“Simon, darling, will you marry me?” he asked, lifting his hand to show Simon a ring.
Simon just gasped but beamed, nodding. Everybody cheered as Laurence slid the ring onto Simon’s finger before Simon pulled him into a sweet, loving kiss. Laurence returned to his chair and together with Simon, they celebrated their engagement by kissing their son and each other’s cheeks lovingly.
Casey just smiled. “And now you fully understand how lucky a boy can get.” He said, and Simon beamed, giggling and blushing happily as he cuddled into his fiancé’s side and they cradled their son together.
The End!
A/N: This was for my friend Abigail, who is AMAZING and loves Simon and Laurence and told me she wanted them M!pregged... hehehehehe!