Fic: BigBang 2011 - The Works Of His Hands Are Faithful And Just (3/7+Epilogue)
When they call to Him, He will answer them;
_24th December_ (22,5 weeks)
“I really don’t understand why Chris and Steve insisted on picking us up if they only live two blocks away,” Jensen said pensively as he held a black flannel shirt in front of himself and looked into the full-sized mirror on their bedroom door.
Jared was already fully dressed in a pair of dark jeans and a light blue shirt, looking incredibly hot for someone who wasn’t even trying to be sexy.
“I guess they just want to be nice. It’s just two blocks but the weather isn’t exactly perfect to enjoy the walk.” He snuck up behind Jensen and curled his arms around him, stroking his growing five and a half months pregnant belly. “I like the green shirt on you, Babe. It brings out your eyes and it fits you perfectly,” he offered helpfully and extended his arm to take the mentioned shirt out of their wardrobe.
“Really?” Jensen asked doubtfully holding the shirt he had bought two months ago in front of his belly. “I think it might be too tight by now.”
“Just try it on, Jen.” Jared took the black shirt from him and leaned down to press a kiss to Jensen’s belly.
He had been a bit nervous about touching Jensen’s belly at first, but once Jensen had reached the twenty-week mark, Jared had become bolder and loved to touch his baby bump. Feeling the baby moving within his lover always calmed his nerves and helped him relax.
Jensen was well aware what the twenty-week mark meant to Jared because it had been around that time that he had lost David more than nine months before. He didn’t call Jared on his behavior but felt relieved when he had noticed how Jared started to relax around him. Their love life had been almost non-existent for the past few months since Jensen had reached the third trimester and had started showing, but he didn’t want to push Jared and kept waiting for him to make the first move. Apparently that was about to happen as he felt Jared pressing closer against his back and locking darkened eyes with him through his reflection in the mirror.
Acting on instinct, Jensen pushed back against Jared and dropped both shirts he had been holding so his bare upper body was on full display. He felt triumphant when he heard Jared suck in a sharp breath and saw him biting down on his bottom lip, eyes glazed over with lust. It was Christmas Eve but maybe he would get to open his presents early, he thought to himself and blushed shyly when he realized where his thoughts were going. In his mind he could even hear Chris’ voice teasing him about being a naughty altar boy.
“You look incredible, Babe,” Jared whispered in his ear, not able to hide the effect that the sight of his half naked pregnant lover was having on him.
The older man hummed in a low voice when he felt Jared’s growing erection press against his back and guided Jared’s right hand to his own crotch to show him that he was getting turned on, too.
“When did they want to pick us up?” Jared’s voice was husky and it sounded sexier than should be allowed.
“In half an hour, I think…” Jensen trailed off and turned around in Jared’s embrace to start working on the buttons of his blue dress shirt.
Jared’s fingers went to the fly of Jensen’s maternity jeans.
“That’s more than enough time to get dressed.” He tugged the jeans down and let his own shirt slide down his arms and onto the floor carelessly before leaning in for a long, passionate kiss that left both men breathless.
When Jensen grabbed for his waistband to unbutton his fly, Jared stopped him, though, staring deep into puzzled green eyes.
“I want to blow you, Babe,” he declared, sounding dirty and terribly aroused. He didn’t give Jensen time to object, dropping onto his knees in a smooth move and freeing his pregnant lover’s erection from the confines of his boxer shorts.
Jensen’s breath caught in his throat and he was torn between excitement about finally being intimate with Jared again after several months of abstinence and uncertainty about whether letting Jared go through with his plan was a good idea or not.
He was about to pull Jared up and stop him from taking things any further when he looked down and saw the predatory smile on his lover’s face seconds before he wrapped his soft lips around his achingly hard cock and sucked on it experimentally.
They had been in a relationship for nine months but Jensen could still count the times they had had sex with each other on the fingers of both his hands. It had been wonderful and he had loved every moment of it, but they had never exchanged blowjobs because Jensen had been too afraid that it would bring back bad memories of Jared’s past. The bits and pieces Jensen had put together were enough to make him wonder how Jared had been able to stay sane and turn into such an amazing, caring person.
“Jay… you don’t… Wow!” Jensen’s brain turned to goo and he didn’t have the strength to resist Jared let alone string together any coherent thought when his eager lover took him deeper into his mouth and started bobbing his head, not shy of showing how much it aroused him by moaning lustfully.
The pressure building in Jensen balls increased steadily as Jared’s large hands swiped over his distended belly, heavy with their child. Each of Jared’s touches was a gentle caress, while Jensen could make out a wild mix of emotion in his lover’s half closed eyes. There was passion, lust, need but at the same time love, trust and devotion. Jensen could feel a warm tingling sensation building low in his groin and then he was coming in long, erratic jerks down Jared’s throat. He had to reach for the younger man’s shoulders to steady himself as he rode out his orgasm, listening to Jared’s aroused groaning.
When he finally came down from his high and his breathing was slowly going back to a normal rhythm, he attempted to kneel down and return the favor, excited about finding out what Jared tasted like, but the younger man pushed to his feet and stopped him.
“You don’t have to, Jen,” he explained softly.
“But I want to make you feel good, too,” Jensen shot back decisively and frowned when he saw Jared’s cheeks flushing bright pink.
“You already did,” the younger man clarified, clearly embarrassed as he pointed at the dark, wet spot on the front of his jeans.
Jensen’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Oh!”
Their little awkward moment was interrupted by the door bell and Jared hastily ran to the front door and pressed the intercom button.
“We’ll be down in five minutes!” he hollered and ran back into the bedroom where Jensen was picking up his green shirt and holding out some fresh boxer shorts and a clean pair of dark blue jeans to him with a loving smile.
As suspected, Steve and Chris had an agenda and, therefore, had insisted on picking them up with their SUV. The actual surprise was that they had driven half across town to slip into the closed office of a Dr. Robert Mitchell with a spare key that Steve had borrowed from him.
“I met Bob on a seminar a few years ago. He’s an obstetrician who actually specialized in male pregnancies a couple of years ago. Maybe you should consider seeing him and asking him if he can deliver your baby.”
Jensen frowned. “You know I don’t want any stranger to deliver the baby, Steve, but you certainly didn’t drag us all the way here on Christmas Eve to try to convince me to change doctors.”
“No, we dragged you all the way here to give you and Jared your Christmas present,” Chris said, not hiding his excitement. “So get your butts into the examination room and take your shirt off.”
“What are you talking about?” Jared asked clearly confused by the comment.
Steve grinned. “Chris is actually right. Jensen will have to take his shirt off if you two want to get your Christmas surprise because Bob has one of those really expensive and very cool 4d-ultrasound machines.”
“We’re here for an ultrasound?” Jensen wanted to make sure he had understood them right.
“Yeah, since we haven’t been able to see much on the twenty weeks scan we thought we might try to do one of these.” Chris looked as excited as a five-year-old standing in front of a pile of presents and waiting to be allowed to open them.
They walked into the exam room and Jensen climbed onto the examination table, beaming at Jared who made himself useful by unbuttoning his shirt for him while Chris and Steve figured out how to turn on the high-tech equipment they wanted to use.
“Okay, get ready to see your baby in 3D and real time.”
Chris squeezed a generous dollop of gel onto Jensen swollen belly and turned his gaze towards the monitor connected to the machine, waiting for the first image to appear as Steve pressed the wand to the side of the mound.
In the first angle, the baby was proudly presenting his wares to everyone and Steve quickly moved the wand away when he realized that he hadn’t asked his friends if they wanted to know the baby’s gender or would rather wait and be surprised.
Chris wasn’t so concerned about spoiling the surprise or didn’t even think about the possibility that Jensen and Jared maybe didn’t want to know what they were having.
“He’s definitely not shy, showing off his…” he exclaimed cheerfully and earned a slap to the back of his head from Steve. “Ow!”
“Maybe they didn’t want to know if it was a boy,” Steve replied in response to Chris’ offended grimace.
“Oh,” Chris said, realizing that Steve actually had a point, but then he saw that their friends weren’t really the least bit concerned about him spoiling their surprise.
Both parents-to-be were staring at the monitor in awe, watching their baby boy’s face with tears glistening in their eyes.
“Wow,” the paramedic breathed, just as amazed as his two friends were and a look at Steve, who was slowly moving the wand around on Jensen’s belly to get other angles, told him that his partner was fascinated too.
“We’re having a boy, Jared,” Jensen said, awestruck by the realization, and curled his fingers around Jared’s neck to pull him down for a kiss.
“You’re almost twenty-three weeks along now and the little guy is about twelve inches long and looks perfectly healthy,” Steve pronounced before taking his time to show them their baby boy’s little hands and feet, explaining how he was slowly developing.
About half an hour later, they were all back in the car and with Steve driving them across town and once more to an unknown destination that wasn’t his and Chris’ apartment. Neither Jensen nor Jared really paid much attention to the where they were driving because they were still gazing in wonder at the two sonogram pictures that Chris had printed out for them.
When the SUV came to a halt, they finally looked up and saw that they were parked right in front of their church.
Chris saw that Jensen was about to ask something and anticipated him. “Remember how our parents always dragged Steve and me to church on Christmas Eve, Jen?” He saw his friend nodding through the review-mirror. “Well, Steve thought it would be fun to reintroduce that tradition for old times’ sake or something,” he faked annoyance rolling his eyes over dramatically and Jensen had to laugh.
“Yeah, and for old times’ sake I’m going to blackmail you to behave yourself during the mass because Santa won’t bring you any presents if you don’t,” Steve butted in cheekily.
“Mom, would be so proud of you, Jerk,” Chris shot back, not missing a beat. “Now let’s get moving before I change my mind again.” Chris clapped his hands together and got out of the car.
The other three men followed his lead and piled into the church, finding seats in the last pew.
As more and more people arrived, the small church started feeling crowded and Jensen became increasingly nervous, squirming in his seat between Jared and Steve and tugging at the hem of his shirt.
Steve was too busy whispering something to Chris but Jared, of course, picked up on Jensen’s anxiety.
“Are you alright?”
“Yeah, it’s just… Do you think people can tell that I’m…” Jensen self-consciously covered his distended belly with his hands as if to shield it from curios eyes.
Within their small parish, no one seemed to mind that he and Jared were a couple and about to start a family. Jensen sometimes wondered if Jeff might have somehow talked to everyone beforehand to spare him and Jared any awkward questions and stares. With so many strangers in the church who only came to mass on holidays and special occasions Jensen was now unsure if there might be anyone who would be offended by the sight of a gay couple or an obviously pregnant man.
“Let them think whatever they want. You look absolutely amazing, Babe,” Jared whispered close to his ear and covered Jensen’s hands with his own before pressing a quick peck to his neck. “You’re keeping our son safe and sound, and I love you. Nothing else matters.”
Jensen felt tears of happiness welling up in his eyes when Jared pulled one of the ultrasound pictures out of his wallet to lovingly trace the outline of their baby boy’s face with his index finger. He was about to start searching his pockets for a handkerchief when everyone stood up from their seats to sing the first hymn as Jeff walked up to the altar.
Smiling around the words to the hymn, Jared reached for his lover’s hand and interlaced their fingers, gently squeezing them to assure him that everything was fine and Jensen instinctively knew that he was right. This was their first Christmas as a couple, and at the same time, their last. Next Christmas they would be a family, he realized and the smile on his face grew even wider.
Chapter 4