Springtime is for Lovers, Fic - Makin' Babies
Title: Makin' Babies
Summary: Daniel's ready to take Vala up on that offer.
Rating: PG-13 (for language)
Spoilers/Warnings: Reference made to 'Avalon P.1'.
A/N: This one was a hoot to write...really. It was partly inspired by something magnavox_23 tweeted last night...and mostly just something thrown at me by my brabbits. Hope you all get a good giggle, and warm fuzzies, from it.
Vala stepped into their bedroom, making her way over to the dresser where she flicked on the lamp. As the small bit of light filled room, Daniel finally sauntered in. He continued onto the bed, where he flopped down face first into the mattress. He hit it so hard that he almost managed to bounce his ass onto the floor.
Watching him through the mirror, Vala worked at the clasp of her necklace. “You alright, darling?” She questioned with mild concerned and a ton of amusement.
“Yep!” Daniel mumbled loudly, face still pressed into the bed. He shifted up on one hand and managed to flop over onto his back. “Peachy.”
Vala simply smiled, dropping the freed necklace onto the dresser. She’d rid herself of her heels when they’d first arrived home, so she moved onto her shirt. She stripped it free in one fluid motion, tossing the garment in the general direction of the hamper. Her bra was next, leaving her standing in nothing but her jeans.
“You’re fuckin’ sexy…” Daniel stated from his spot on the bed.
She turned on him, rolling his eyes at his lecherous look. “I think you’d think a tree was sexy right now.”
“Naaah…” Daniel denied, waving an errant hand. “No trees. Just you. Only you. Sexy…” He licked his lips. “Of the fucking kind.”
Vala grinned. “I am never letting you live this down.” She made her way over to him.
“What?” He grinned back, reaching out his hand to run up and down her jean-clad thigh.
“That fact that you got this unbelievably drunk at your son’s birthday party.” Vala sighed, wanting to be mad at him but not finding it in her to be. It help that he was giving her the most adorable smile.
Daniel scoffed loudly. “I am not drunk.”
Vala raised an eyebrow. “Oh really?” When Daniel shook his head emphatically, she crossed her arms. “Then what are you?”
“Happy.” Daniel smiled again.
She let out a small laugh. “Well, Mr. Happy,” She patted the hand still on her thigh. “I am tired, so I’m going to…” Vala moved to leave, but found herself attached to Daniel by a hand on her wrist. She let out a surprised squeal as he pulled himself up and wrapped her in his arms tightly. With such a move, she wondered if maybe he wasn’t as impaired as he seemed.
The wonder passed as he leaned heavily into her, her wonderful sense of balance the only thing keeping him from tumbling right off the foot of the bed.
Daniel looked up at her through half-lidded eyes. “Hi.” He smiled lovingly.
Vala smiled back, her hands resting against the back of his head. “Hi.” She laughed out.
Shifting his attention to her stomach, Daniel began to place a stream of tender kisses there. “Babies…” He murmured as Vala closed her eyes and tangled her fingers tightly in his hair. “Our babies were here.”
“Yes,” She breathed as his kisses continued. “They were.”
He fell back against the bed, taking her with him. Still wrapped in his arms, with his hands now wandering down to squeeze her ass, Vala found her lips attached to his in a heated kiss. It was sloppy and tasted of whiskey, but she relished in this sensation that was purely Daniel.
“Let’s make more.” He mumbled against her lips.
It broke Vala from her aroused stupor. “What?” She pulled up, staring down at him in surprise.
Daniel smacked his lips together appreciatively. “Let’s make more babies.” He murmured, smiling softly and brushing some of her hair back. “Right now.”
“Daniel,” Vala laughed. “You’re drunk.”
He pouted. “If I said ‘yes’, can we make the love that leads to more babies?”
His face was almost enough to break her resolve. “No.”
“But why?” Daniel whined as Vala extracted herself from his embrace, climbing off the bed. He flopped onto his side, staring at her sadly.
“Like I said,” Vala sighed, hating how she was denying them both the pleasure they wanted. “You’re drunk, and I really am tired. I did host a child's birthday party today, you know.”
Daniel looked beyond pathetic. “But I wanna fuck you.”
Vala smiled fondly. He only swore this much when he’d had too much to drink. And if he was talking to her like this, she knew anything they did tonight he’d regret in the morning. This she knew from experience. And she’d never been in the business of taking advantage of Daniel…not where it really mattered.
“I tell you what…” She knelt by the bed, placing a hand on his cheek. “If you still want to do it tomorrow while you fight off the hangover, we can do it.”
Blue eyes shined hopefully. “Really?”
“Really.” Vala answered, dropping a kiss on his nose. “Now why don’t you pass out so I can take a bath and then crawl into bed next to you?”
Daniel rubbed his nose into the mattress and shrugged. “’Kay.” He clumsily maneuvered himself further up the bed and clutched her pillow tightly to his chest. Vala shook her head, working off his shoes before making her way towards the bathroom.
“Vala…”
His sleepy, drunken slur had her turning around. She saw him peering at her with one bleary eye.
“Yes?”
He smiled with such adoration that she felt her heart might break. “We make really beautiful babies…You always knew we would…and I love you.”
In her mind, for a moment, she thought back to the time in the infirmary when the thought of having children with her was nothing more than a joke to him. When the idea of loving her was so unbelievable, he would laugh.
Vala moved back to the bed, sitting down on the edge. She gazed down at Daniel, already passed out between his declaration of love and her remembering the opposite. He looked happy…satisfied with his face smooshed into the pillow as he snored lightly.
Boy, how things had changed over the years.
“We do make beautiful babies,” She whispered, leaning down to place a kiss to his lips. Even in drunken slumber, Daniel pursed his lips together in reply as she pulled away.
Vala smiled at the action, her fingers brushing through his hair. “And I love you too.”
Comments and feedback are definitely appreciated!
~Pip
Summary: Daniel's ready to take Vala up on that offer.
Rating: PG-13 (for language)
Spoilers/Warnings: Reference made to 'Avalon P.1'.
A/N: This one was a hoot to write...really. It was partly inspired by something magnavox_23 tweeted last night...and mostly just something thrown at me by my brabbits. Hope you all get a good giggle, and warm fuzzies, from it.
Vala stepped into their bedroom, making her way over to the dresser where she flicked on the lamp. As the small bit of light filled room, Daniel finally sauntered in. He continued onto the bed, where he flopped down face first into the mattress. He hit it so hard that he almost managed to bounce his ass onto the floor.
Watching him through the mirror, Vala worked at the clasp of her necklace. “You alright, darling?” She questioned with mild concerned and a ton of amusement.
“Yep!” Daniel mumbled loudly, face still pressed into the bed. He shifted up on one hand and managed to flop over onto his back. “Peachy.”
Vala simply smiled, dropping the freed necklace onto the dresser. She’d rid herself of her heels when they’d first arrived home, so she moved onto her shirt. She stripped it free in one fluid motion, tossing the garment in the general direction of the hamper. Her bra was next, leaving her standing in nothing but her jeans.
“You’re fuckin’ sexy…” Daniel stated from his spot on the bed.
She turned on him, rolling his eyes at his lecherous look. “I think you’d think a tree was sexy right now.”
“Naaah…” Daniel denied, waving an errant hand. “No trees. Just you. Only you. Sexy…” He licked his lips. “Of the fucking kind.”
Vala grinned. “I am never letting you live this down.” She made her way over to him.
“What?” He grinned back, reaching out his hand to run up and down her jean-clad thigh.
“That fact that you got this unbelievably drunk at your son’s birthday party.” Vala sighed, wanting to be mad at him but not finding it in her to be. It help that he was giving her the most adorable smile.
Daniel scoffed loudly. “I am not drunk.”
Vala raised an eyebrow. “Oh really?” When Daniel shook his head emphatically, she crossed her arms. “Then what are you?”
“Happy.” Daniel smiled again.
She let out a small laugh. “Well, Mr. Happy,” She patted the hand still on her thigh. “I am tired, so I’m going to…” Vala moved to leave, but found herself attached to Daniel by a hand on her wrist. She let out a surprised squeal as he pulled himself up and wrapped her in his arms tightly. With such a move, she wondered if maybe he wasn’t as impaired as he seemed.
The wonder passed as he leaned heavily into her, her wonderful sense of balance the only thing keeping him from tumbling right off the foot of the bed.
Daniel looked up at her through half-lidded eyes. “Hi.” He smiled lovingly.
Vala smiled back, her hands resting against the back of his head. “Hi.” She laughed out.
Shifting his attention to her stomach, Daniel began to place a stream of tender kisses there. “Babies…” He murmured as Vala closed her eyes and tangled her fingers tightly in his hair. “Our babies were here.”
“Yes,” She breathed as his kisses continued. “They were.”
He fell back against the bed, taking her with him. Still wrapped in his arms, with his hands now wandering down to squeeze her ass, Vala found her lips attached to his in a heated kiss. It was sloppy and tasted of whiskey, but she relished in this sensation that was purely Daniel.
“Let’s make more.” He mumbled against her lips.
It broke Vala from her aroused stupor. “What?” She pulled up, staring down at him in surprise.
Daniel smacked his lips together appreciatively. “Let’s make more babies.” He murmured, smiling softly and brushing some of her hair back. “Right now.”
“Daniel,” Vala laughed. “You’re drunk.”
He pouted. “If I said ‘yes’, can we make the love that leads to more babies?”
His face was almost enough to break her resolve. “No.”
“But why?” Daniel whined as Vala extracted herself from his embrace, climbing off the bed. He flopped onto his side, staring at her sadly.
“Like I said,” Vala sighed, hating how she was denying them both the pleasure they wanted. “You’re drunk, and I really am tired. I did host a child's birthday party today, you know.”
Daniel looked beyond pathetic. “But I wanna fuck you.”
Vala smiled fondly. He only swore this much when he’d had too much to drink. And if he was talking to her like this, she knew anything they did tonight he’d regret in the morning. This she knew from experience. And she’d never been in the business of taking advantage of Daniel…not where it really mattered.
“I tell you what…” She knelt by the bed, placing a hand on his cheek. “If you still want to do it tomorrow while you fight off the hangover, we can do it.”
Blue eyes shined hopefully. “Really?”
“Really.” Vala answered, dropping a kiss on his nose. “Now why don’t you pass out so I can take a bath and then crawl into bed next to you?”
Daniel rubbed his nose into the mattress and shrugged. “’Kay.” He clumsily maneuvered himself further up the bed and clutched her pillow tightly to his chest. Vala shook her head, working off his shoes before making her way towards the bathroom.
“Vala…”
His sleepy, drunken slur had her turning around. She saw him peering at her with one bleary eye.
“Yes?”
He smiled with such adoration that she felt her heart might break. “We make really beautiful babies…You always knew we would…and I love you.”
In her mind, for a moment, she thought back to the time in the infirmary when the thought of having children with her was nothing more than a joke to him. When the idea of loving her was so unbelievable, he would laugh.
Vala moved back to the bed, sitting down on the edge. She gazed down at Daniel, already passed out between his declaration of love and her remembering the opposite. He looked happy…satisfied with his face smooshed into the pillow as he snored lightly.
Boy, how things had changed over the years.
“We do make beautiful babies,” She whispered, leaning down to place a kiss to his lips. Even in drunken slumber, Daniel pursed his lips together in reply as she pulled away.
Vala smiled at the action, her fingers brushing through his hair. “And I love you too.”
Comments and feedback are definitely appreciated!
~Pip