Fic: Christmas, Cookies & Contractions (1/2)
Title: Christmas, Cookies & Contractions
Author: mpregloveranon & sniper_59
Pairing: Jared/Jensen
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: J2 RPS, Mpreg (let’s pretend that it is perfectly normal for men to have babies), handjob, graphic birth, schmoop
Disclaimer: We just own a kinky imagination. Every event in this story is purely fictional and we don’t intend to step on anyone’s toes or make money with this.
Summary: There were several reason why Jared might say that Chad’s Halloween party had sucked - he had been forced to wear a humiliating costume, he had spent the whole night drinking tomato juice because he couldn’t have a real drink and he had had his very first panic attack when Jensen had found out the pregnant belly wasn’t just a prop - but it had brought Jensen back into his life and that’s what really counted. Too bad that even when life’s good to you things never go as smoothly as you’d like.
This is a sequel to Costumes, Candy & Coming Clean, so we suggest reading that fic first. ;)
Hey everybody, this is sequel to my very first J2 fic and at the same time my first collaboration with sniper_59 who inspired me to write this in the first place. As the story turned out to be longer than expected, we'll be posting it in 2 parts but don't worry the second one should be up in a few days. ;) I'm also working on the next chapter of Destiny Always Finds You, and hope to have it ready soon, just in case anyone is wondering. Feedback is as usually loved! *hugs*
After their unexpected encounter on Chad’s Halloween party and Jensen finding out about the baby Jared was carrying, the guys had decided to take their relationship to the next level. With everything that had happened they both had realized that they weren’t meant to be only best friends but lovers, soon to be parents, and that had changed their lives forever.
Jensen had stopped auditioning for new roles, taking a break to be there for Jared and enjoy the rest of his pregnancy with him and, as much as he loved acting, he never regretted his decision. Moving in with Jared hadn’t really been a big change since they had already shared a house in Vancouver while filming Supernatural but moving into Jared’s room and his bed had indeed been a new experience. At first he had been a little reluctant, afraid he would crowd Jared too much or maybe unintentionally hurt him while he slept but once he had gotten used to the idea of holding Jared in his sleep with his hand splayed wide on the other man’s swollen stomach, Jensen started loving the new sleeping arrangement. Touching Jared’s ever growing belly had become Jensen biggest addiction and he loved how connected he felt to his baby when he felt him kick against his hand.
Starting a real relationship with Jensen felt like it was the best thing that had ever happened to Jared. He had been a bit worried at first, afraid that Jensen would change his mind and leave him with their unborn child, or only want to be friends with shared custody of their baby. Luckily, none of that had happened, and even though Jared sometimes told his boyfriend that he should start auditioning for new roles again, Jensen had always reminded him that he had all time in the world, and that he just wanted to enjoy the last months of Jared´s pregnancy before the baby came, since he had already missed out on so much. There would always be work for both of them once they started looking for new roles again.
Jensen walked towards their rented truck to load the bags with the remaining Christmas presents into its trunk. They had travelled to Dallas by train because Jared’s doctor had advised against flying when he was already so close to his due date and riding across half the country with two huge dogs crowded onto the backseat hadn’t sounded like an option either.
The Ackles’ had been more than happy to see them and Donna had started mothering Jared as soon as she had laid eyes on him, asking him how he felt and telling him all kinds of anecdotes from her own three pregnancies. There was no mistaking that both Donna and Alan were excited about becoming grandparents and had once more welcomed Jared into their family.
As Jensen tried to fit their luggage into the truck, Sadie and Harley ran around his legs, waggling their tails and begging to be scratched behind their ears. “C’mon guys, I’ve got to load up the truck,” Jensen scolded the two mutts but nevertheless leaned down for a moment to pat their necks. He and Jared had spent a few days with his parents and sister in Dallas and had already exchanged gifts with them on Christmas Eve because they wanted to be with Jared’s family for Christmas dinner. It was early afternoon and the drive to San Antonio would take them at least five hours depending on how many breaks they would need to take to let Jared stretch his legs and relieve his bladder. They should better get going if they wanted to arrive before nightfall.
Meanwhile Jared was sitting in the living-room and absentmindedly thumbing through a parent magazine while enjoying the cookies and milk Donna had brought him. A sharp kick to his ribs brought him back to the reality and his right hand instinctively went to his swollen belly, giving it a gently rub as he sighed. At nine months pregnant, Jared knew that a five hour car drive wouldn´t be the most joyful event of the day, but he really wanted to meet his folks that year. Both of his parents had sounded so excited when he had talked to them over the phone the day before, his momma cheerfully announcing how many baby clothes she had already bought for their little boy.
Another kick to his bladder had Jared groaning out loud and making his in-laws turn their heads at him. Donna, who had just taken a seat on the armchair opposite to him, leaned forward a bit, watching him closely while Alan kept reading his newspaper. “Jared, Honey, are you alright?”
Jared looked up at his mother-in-law, her eyes a little wide as she took in his pregnant form. Donna had been a total mother-hen ever since they had arrived, spoiling them both with great food, lots of Christmas gifts, and of course, she had been hovering over Jared and his pregnant belly like a hawk, telling him not to strain himself, or that he should think of what he ate. She had explained to him that there were certain foods that could kick start the birth by inducing labor, which Jared had already read but he nodded attentively nonetheless to humor her.
Altogether Jared didn´t mind being pampered. It was actually nice to have a woman taking care of him for a change; not that Jensen didn´t do an awesome job himself - the man had been nothing but perfect since he found out he was going to be a father - but it was different with a woman who was both older and who had been through pregnancy three times already. He had enjoyed all the extra attention when they had just gotten there but now Jared felt like he couldn´t even put a hand on his back to ease the pressure without having Donna starting to fuss. He wasn´t ungrateful, not at all, but sometimes even the best intended help could be a little too much. So he only flashed Donna a smile, when she gave him that look as she caught him rubbing his belly and said, “Yeah, Donna, I´m fine. He´s just kicking a little harder than usual.”
The concerned look on Donna’s face stayed firmly in place but she at least let the matter go for the moment and shifted her attention to Jensen who could still be heard bustling around outside. “Jensen? Your dad still wants to show you which roads you should better avoid on the drive to San Antonio…” she called out and walked outside to check on her son.
After a few moments of muffled dialogue the front door swung open again and Jensen stepped into the hall, rubbing his cold fingers together to warm them up again. The dogs were still trailing after him and knocking their heads against his legs to be scratched and Jensen kept absentmindedly distributing pats and scratches between them to keep them from jumping Jared. “I know which roads to avoid in this weather, Mom. I lived here for eighteen years, remember?” he replied to his mother, trying to handle her overprotective streak and the dogs’ hyperactive behavior as best as he could. His patience was wearing thin already but he knew that his mom only meant well and it was Christmas after all, so he would do his very best to stay calm and not start an argument before he and Jared left. It was bad enough that they had a five hour drive in front of them and Jensen didn’t want to add a guilty conscience for talking back at his mom to that. “Baby, are you ready to go? The car’s all packed up and the sooner we leave the higher are our chances of getting to your folks before dark.”
Jared turned towards his boyfriend. “Yeah, we´re both ready to go,” he grinned as he patted his swollen belly while trying to get up from the sofa. Nine months pregnant and only a couple of weeks away from his due date it was harder than ever to get up on his own accord whenever he sat down. It usually, though, Jared managed to lift himself out of his seat without needing help, except for this time. When he noticed that he wouldn’t be able to get up from the soft sofa cushion any time soon, he quickly turned to his lover. “Err… Jensen, a little help here?” Jared felt his face heat up. He knew Jensen would help him up, but he always hated asking for his lover’s help for something so trivial because it made him feel fragile.
“Of course,“ Jensen answered and was by his boyfriend’s side, carefully pulling him up onto his feet, in the blink of an eye. He knew that Jared felt a bit uncomfortable about needing his help for such a simple task but Jensen actually found it kind of cute. Every time he looked at his lover’s hugely distended belly he was in awe because that was their son that Jared was carrying around and protecting with his own gorgeous body. “I already put that cushion on your seat so I can help you get into the truck and Mom and Dad can come outside with us to say goodbye,” he offered eagerly, steadying Jared with a hand on his elbow.
“Thanks Jen,” Jared said and a warm feeling seeped through his body when he felt Jensen´s muscular arm slipping behind his lower back. That was one thing that hadn´t changed through Jared´s pregnancy. He might be feeling tired from carrying all the extra weight around lately but his libido was sky-rocketing, especially since Jensen had found out about the baby and come back to him. Jensen hadn´t minded having hot, pregnant sex with his new-found lover, at least, not until Jared had hit his eighth month and the mind-blowing sex had been reduced to occasional hand or blowjobs. Jared was lucky if he could get Jensen to so much as finger him these days. Sure, he knew that sex could start labor, but that didn´t mean he had to like the abstinence! He grabbed one last chocolate-chip cookie from the plate before letting Jensen lead him to the truck, maybe more sugar would help containing his crazy libido.
Jared stopped walking when they reached the truck and Jensen turned to look at him with a small frown of concern in his face. “Jay, you alright?”
Nodding Jared replied. “Yeah, I´m fine. Just… promise me one thing, Jen?”
The older actor shrugged. “Sure, what is it?”
Jared took a deep breath. “Promise me that when this little one”, he pointed towards his swollen belly, “is out, we WILL have sex as soon as possible?”
He had been about to laugh and promise his lover that they could have all the sex he wanted once the doctor gave Jared the green lights but then he saw his parents step out onto the porch to say goodbye. Jensen felt mortified because the poorly masked smile on his mother’s face was a clear giveaway that they had heard Jared’s last question. The fact that at least his little sister, who was spending the day with her boyfriend and his family, hadn’t been there to hear it did only little to console him. “Let’s just wait until he gets here sound and safe and then we’ll talk about it with Dr. Reynolds,” he deflected the question, lowering his gaze in embarrassment.
“Oh Honey, that’s nothing to be ashamed of. When I was pregnant with you my libido was going crazy and your daddy couldn’t leave his hands off me either,” Donna whispered in Jensen’s ear as she hugged him to her chest.
“That’s too much information, Mom… but thanks, I guess…” Jensen muttered back and kissed her cheek as she let go of him again. “We’ll see you in three days,” he added, turning to his dad, who was doing his best to hold Harley and Sadie back by their collars as they tried to make a leap for the truck.
Donna nodded and turned towards the truck leaning in through the open door to give Jared, who had already taken his seat, a hug as well. “Take good care of you two, Honey, and remember to say hello to your folks from us.”
“I will,” Jared agreed and waved his goodbye to Alan, a little sad that he wasn’t able to say goodbye to his dogs properly but they were just too excited and hyper and Jensen was always afraid that Jared or the baby could get hurt. Pasting on a smile, even if he felt rather achy and sore, he accepted the brown paper bag with more of Donna’s homemade cookies that she pushed into his hands before closing the truck door for him just as Jensen got into the driver’s seat and closed his own door.
“Ready for a little road trip, Baby?” Jensen asked with a smug grin as he revved up the truck and Jared couldn’t help but smile back at his lover.
“I’m always ready for you, Babe,” he shot back with a suggestive smirk and leaned back into the cushion Jensen had laid behind his back. Maybe they could still have a little fun during the drive over to San Antonio.
*
He should have known something was up even before they had left Jensen´s parents’ house. The kicking, the back pains, that had started earlier that morning, and the nagging feeling in his stomach that said something wasn´t right and that it just wouldn´t go away. Jared sighed while gently stroking his swollen belly. The baby had visibly calmed down since they had left, but Jared couldn’t help but feel a little suspicious. Usually their baby boy started moving whenever someone stroked Jared´s belly, but for the last half an hour, he had been completely still.
Jared sighed again and leaned back in his seat, looking out through the window. They hadn’t even been in the car for more than an hour and he already wanted out. As the weather had turned, rain pouring down heavily, it didn´t look like an option though. Dark clouds had started to appear over them earlier and it hadn´t taken long before it had started pouring, which had led to Jensen driving even slower due to the bad visibility. Jared let out a small moan when suddenly a sharper pain spread out from his lower back and over his stomach, making him press his hand a little harder against his swollen belly. The baby however kept still.
“What’s wrong?“ Jensen immediately asked, concern evident in his tone. He had been concentrating hard on the street in front of them but he had still noticed how Jared seemed to be fidgeting around in his seat and rubbing his belly almost frantically. He knew that Jared had been feeling really sore for the last couple of weeks and Jensen was certain that sitting in the truck for that long wasn’t really helping matters, but calling Jared on it wouldn’t really be a good idea, since he would just tell Jensen to stop mother-henning him. At hearing the stifled moan that had come from Jared, Jensen had enough, though. “Tell me what’s wrong. You’ve been squirming around as if someone put itching powder in your pants since we got in the damn car, so don’t even try to tell me it’s nothing, Jay.” If he sounded a bit harsh that was only because he was really worried now.
Jared shook his head. “It´s nothing, Jen. I´ve been feeling a bit uncomfortable for a while but I think it´s just Braxton Hicks anyway, so don´t worry about it.” Okay, now that was a lie. The back pains had started to get more severe and sometimes they spread over his stomach, too, but the baby wasn´t due for another two weeks, and his doctor had told them that Braxton Hicks could get a bit on the harsh side at the end of male pregnancies anyway, so Jared didn´t feel like he needed to worry - or, more correctly, he didn´t need Jensen to worry. His boyfriend had already taken such good care of him even since they got together a little over two months ago. Getting Jensen worked up because maybe, just maybe, Jared was in pre-labor seemed unnecessary.
“Maybe we should get off the highway and take a break. I could use some coffee and you could stretch your legs for a bit, have some pie and hot chocolate…” Jensen suggested, not really believing his lover’s assurance but still not wanting to start a discussion with him. He loved Jared with all his heart but the man could be really stubborn and if he said he was fine, Jensen could argue with him until his head turned blue before Jared would admit that he wasn’t. “There has to be an exit up ahead…” he mumbled, keeping his eyes focused through the windshield. The rain had eased off a little but the sky was still a dark shade of grey and even though it was still afternoon, it looked like it was already night.
“No, we should really keep driving. I just want to get to my parents’ house and take a long hot bath with you,” Jared refused stubbornly. He was about to say more, given that he could see that Jensen wasn’t willing to give up that easily, but then the baby decided to give a sharp kick to his bladder and he had to change his mind again. “Okay, I really need to pee now so you better pull over, Jen,” he added urgently, torn between rubbing his stomach to calm the baby or keeping his hands off himself because putting any more pressure on his swollen belly would only put more pressure on his bladder.
Jensen nodded jerkily and took the next exit without even looking at the signs to see where the road led. “Alright, there has to be some kind of town…” he started saying before he realized that the forest framing the road they were on, only seemed to get denser.
“Just pull up right there on that shoulder and let me take a leak,” Jared urged, pointing up ahead to a small clearing.
Without argument Jensen parked the truck and jumped out before running around the hood to the passenger side to help his pregnant boyfriend out of his seat. The rain might have finally stopped but thick clouds were still darkening the sky, threatening that there might be more rain coming. “Do you need…” Jensen started asking, trying to be helpful but Jared threw him a glance that clearly meant he was able to take a leak without help before heading towards a couple of bushes only a few feet away from the truck.
Taking a swift look at their surroundings, Jared thought about how much the dogs would have loved their rest stop if they were there with them. It was only a small clearing with lush, green grass and a few trees here and there. A sharp kick to his ribs had him groaning, reaching with his left hand to soothe the sore spot. The baby was definitely awake now and he grinned to himself. “You just wanted make daddy worry, huh, baby boy?” he gently murmured, softly caressing his swollen belly while walking back to the car.
Jensen had been rifling through the bag he had just found on the backseat of their truck. It was clearly a lunch packet which his mom must have sneaked in there when he hadn’t been looking. He smiled gratefully when he found a small thermos with black coffee among some sandwiches, a whole batch of cookies which his mom had baked especially for Jared, because he liked them so much, and a couple of water bottles. When he heard Jared’s groan and he swirled around immediately, eyes wide with concern and ready to jump to his lover’s assistance. “Are you okay?” He seemed to be asking that question on a very regular basis since Jared hat hit nine months and he knew that it annoyed Jared but he really couldn’t help himself and worried for his lover and unborn child.
Jared looked up from his spot beside the car, hands still caressing his belly. “Yeah, I´m fine, Jen. Just our baby boy kicking up a storm.” He grinned and glanced down at his stomach. Jared had been a bit worried with the baby being too still, and even though the fluttering kicks he received from his inside made him feel a bit sore, he was relieved to feel the baby moving again.
“You want some water or something to eat?” Jensen´s voice interrupted his thoughts and Jared shook his head in answer, suddenly feeling a bit sick at the thought of drinking or eating, which made him a bit confused, since they hadn´t been eating anything since lunch earlier that day. “No thanks, Babe, I´m good.” Opening the door on the passenger side, Jared slowly lifted himself in, sighing as he leaned back against the seat, looking forward to getting to his old home.
“Yeah, right… We shouldn’t waste more time if we really want to make it before night,” Jensen said and jumped back behind the wheel, revving up the engine and turning the truck to get back onto the highway.
*
About an hour and at least five “are you really okay’s” later Jensen finally had enough and sighed deeply to calm his frazzled nerves, making his voice as steady as possible before speaking again. “Jay, you’ve been squirming around in your seat since we got back on the road… You’re clearly not okay, so please tell me what’s wrong with you. Are your legs cramping up again or is it your back? Just tell me so I can help you.” He was really worried by now because he had a sinking feeling that something was off but he really couldn’t name it. Jared wasn’t due for another couple of weeks and the doctor seemed fairly sure that Jared would go full term but his mom had always told him that babies had they own schedule.
Jared shifted in his seat. The pains had started to build in intensity for the last hour and had made him wriggle around in the seat, trying to distract himself from them. That however had not worked out at all, and by this point, Jared was very tempted to just ask his boyfriend to park the car and distract him in any way Jensen saw fit. “I… I don´t know. I´ve been having Braxton Hicks for almost two hours straight now and they haven´t eased up yet.” Jared suddenly felt tears at the corners of his eyes, threatening to fall. Damn hormones! Why couldn´t he keep them in check these days? Sure, he was tired and in a bit of pain, but that wasn´t worth crying over! Jared angrily brushed a hand over his face, letting out a small sob.
“I’m sorry that you’re hurting, Baby,” Jensen replied softly, placing a hand on Jared’s left knee and gently squeezing it. “Do you want to take a break and walk around a little to stretch your legs and get some fresh air? Or do you want to check for a motel and continue driving in the morning. You could take a hot bath and I would call your parents and explain we’ll be coming tomorrow. I’m sure they’d understand,” he offered, taking a quick glance at his lover and seeing the sad expression on his face as Jared shook his head. “Is there anything else I can do?” He hated to see Jared suffering and the pregnancy had been taking its toll on him for the past months. They both knew that it would all be forgotten in two weeks when they would hold their baby boy for the very first time but right now Jared was visibly suffering and Jensen felt terrible for it.
Feeling his heartbeat accelerating the second Jensen laid his hand on his knee, Jared swallowed heavily. They had barely had sex in the last month, since Jensen had refused because apparently sex could induce early labor, which none of them wanted to risk. So Jared had only been getting hand or blowjobs from his lovely boyfriend whenever he felt the need for more than just cuddling. This was one of those times. Just the thought of Jensen´s hands on his pregnant body had Jared trembling in pure lust. Suddenly a bit self-conscious, he overlaid Jensen’s hand with his own and started moving it upwards on his thigh, trying to show Jensen what he needed without having to ask for it out loud.
When Jensen felt his fingertips brush over his lover’s jean-clad erection he gasped and shot a puzzled look his way. “Jay, what are you doing?”
He could actually feel a blush creeping onto his cheeks and mentally blamed it on his out of whack hormones but Jared at least found his voice again. “Would you maybe… touch me… I really need a… uhm… a distraction here, Jen.”
It took him a few seconds to understand what Jared was asking of him but then Jensen’s eyes went huge as saucers. “You’re horny?” he blurted out in utter surprise and saw Jared’s face turn a darker shade of red as his sudden embarrassment doubled. “I’m sorry but… Are you really asking me for a… a hand job?”
“I just thought it might take my mind off the false labor pains… You know with the endorphins… and stuff…” Jared stammered, still beet red in the face as if he was a virgin about to have sex for the very first time which was a really stupid analogy given the fact he was nine months pregnant.
Jensen frowned but nodded. “If you really think it would help… Just tell me what you want me to do,” he offered, trying hard to concentrate on driving as he felt Jared pop the top button and slide down the zipper of his jeans. Jensen felt his own cock get interested when Jared guided his right hand inside his jeans and towards his rock hard erection, which was hot and smooth beneath Jensen’s hand.
“Yeah… That’s good…” Jared moaned breathily as Jensen got the hint and started stroking his pulsing erection in gently but steadily. He pulled the several layers of shirts he was wearing up and started rubbing his largely distended belly with both hands, his breath hitching every once in a while.
The noises were making Jensen a little nervous but the doctor and all the books had only mentioned that unprotected sex could be risky because semen contained some kind of substance that could induce premature labor. For all he knew nothing seemed to speak against masturbation, so Jensen tried to stop worrying and concentrated on driving and pleasuring his aching and pregnant boyfriend instead.
Part 2