A Kain/Dick Production!
Something different this way comes!
Dibbs and Charis have been plotting it seems, so I can only aid delivery *sigh*
Title : A Sweetling
Wordcount : 699
Steve waddled through the door ignoring Adnan’s stony presence behind him. He remembered when he had an actual waist line and had danced saucily around the office he now struggled to manoeuvre.
‘Steve my love, you’re almost due yourself. You shouldn’t be rushing about like this.’
‘Rushing?’ Steve gave that the snort it deserved ‘Dick was there for me’
Adnan narrowed his lips and shut up. It went unspoken that Dick had been the one to hold Steve’s shocked hands when his pregnancy was revealed. Adnan felt his early absence strongly, but effected a smile when Steve turned with a stricken look and bobbled awkwardly for a kiss. There was no spite in his lusty lover, but he’d been distracted since the news.
Adorable, there was something about the lush curves and knowledge of their little Djinnling spirit nestling safe within Steve. Steve claimed to resemble a blimp. Adnan couldn’t explain why he found this Steve all the more attractive. While of course he looked forward to some unhindered play, he often himself musing how nice a big family would be. A pregnant glowing Steve surrounded by giggling Djinnling as cute and mischievous as him, warred with images of a flushed sweating Steve, infused with their love, writhing against leather things and uttering the most delicious groans and cries.
Reluctantly pulling away, Steve smiled ruefully at Adnan, loving the heat in his eyes. Lustful Liaisons was closed to business today and uncharacteristically quiet. This was the first time ever Steve had entered the building without being swamped with his family. Hardly surprising though in the circumstances.
He’d wanted to be here for the birthing, but given the suddenness and knowing the lengths Kain would go to for his Dick, Steve had allowed Adnan to persuade him to wait. Some impromptu birthing practice had helped with that discussion.
Baxter entered the main office from Dick and Kain’s chambers. He looked tired enough to give Steve pause but the smile he gave brightened the room.
‘Dick’s resting. Kain’s ordered everyone away to give him some peace.’
‘Where’s?’
‘Kain’s in with him’ Like he’d be anywhere else. Baxter talked softly as though he too was calming a new born ‘I’m going to go check no one is feeding Ceylen or Kadir too much sugar! There’ll be a party tonight but Dick needs some quiet first.’
There was always a party at Lustful Liaisons. Lucky for Dick his mate was possessive and highly protective, so would ensure his lover was well rested before any festivities commenced.
‘Can we?’ Steve managed a bounce, it looked more wobble and had Baxter biting his lip to hold back giggles. ‘Of course you can, Dick was mad to hear you were rushing straight over, but he’s eager to see you. We all are’ Baxter managed to stretch his arms to give Steve a big hug, cooing when the unborn Djinnling wriggled between them. Steve had a moments nostalgia for his lost waistline before squeezing back, then dragging Adnan towards the curtained alcove.
Furniture kindly rearranged itself out of the way of the pregnant express Djinn. Steve marched direct to the bedroom. Dick was sprawled exhausted over a heap of special pillows, beautiful as he shared a private smile with his lover.
Kain being a Master Djinn of some power and a lauded reputation, had caused mild anxiety in Steve. He knew the Master Djinn better, but a hand to his own stomach caused a surge of fierce protective love that placed Djinnling spirits first.
When the news broke, chattering over the scrying glass, librarians reaching for tomes to find precedent there’d been muttering of how it didn’t happen. Couldn’t happen.
Kain was nursing the impossible baby to his broad chest. Tall imposing man reduced to a marshmallow as he cooed nonsense at his offspring.
‘Whose a little beauty then? Whose going to wrap daddy Dick around a little finger then? You are, yes you are’
Somehow Steve didn’t think Dick was the only parent at risk of being owned! Kain continued to murmur endearments even after spotting an amused (and relieved) Steve.
‘You little sweetling, you’ve got your daddy’s smile you have. My sweet little Princess Habib’
Dibbs and Charis have been plotting it seems, so I can only aid delivery *sigh*
Title : A Sweetling
Wordcount : 699
Steve waddled through the door ignoring Adnan’s stony presence behind him. He remembered when he had an actual waist line and had danced saucily around the office he now struggled to manoeuvre.
‘Steve my love, you’re almost due yourself. You shouldn’t be rushing about like this.’
‘Rushing?’ Steve gave that the snort it deserved ‘Dick was there for me’
Adnan narrowed his lips and shut up. It went unspoken that Dick had been the one to hold Steve’s shocked hands when his pregnancy was revealed. Adnan felt his early absence strongly, but effected a smile when Steve turned with a stricken look and bobbled awkwardly for a kiss. There was no spite in his lusty lover, but he’d been distracted since the news.
Adorable, there was something about the lush curves and knowledge of their little Djinnling spirit nestling safe within Steve. Steve claimed to resemble a blimp. Adnan couldn’t explain why he found this Steve all the more attractive. While of course he looked forward to some unhindered play, he often himself musing how nice a big family would be. A pregnant glowing Steve surrounded by giggling Djinnling as cute and mischievous as him, warred with images of a flushed sweating Steve, infused with their love, writhing against leather things and uttering the most delicious groans and cries.
Reluctantly pulling away, Steve smiled ruefully at Adnan, loving the heat in his eyes. Lustful Liaisons was closed to business today and uncharacteristically quiet. This was the first time ever Steve had entered the building without being swamped with his family. Hardly surprising though in the circumstances.
He’d wanted to be here for the birthing, but given the suddenness and knowing the lengths Kain would go to for his Dick, Steve had allowed Adnan to persuade him to wait. Some impromptu birthing practice had helped with that discussion.
Baxter entered the main office from Dick and Kain’s chambers. He looked tired enough to give Steve pause but the smile he gave brightened the room.
‘Dick’s resting. Kain’s ordered everyone away to give him some peace.’
‘Where’s?’
‘Kain’s in with him’ Like he’d be anywhere else. Baxter talked softly as though he too was calming a new born ‘I’m going to go check no one is feeding Ceylen or Kadir too much sugar! There’ll be a party tonight but Dick needs some quiet first.’
There was always a party at Lustful Liaisons. Lucky for Dick his mate was possessive and highly protective, so would ensure his lover was well rested before any festivities commenced.
‘Can we?’ Steve managed a bounce, it looked more wobble and had Baxter biting his lip to hold back giggles. ‘Of course you can, Dick was mad to hear you were rushing straight over, but he’s eager to see you. We all are’ Baxter managed to stretch his arms to give Steve a big hug, cooing when the unborn Djinnling wriggled between them. Steve had a moments nostalgia for his lost waistline before squeezing back, then dragging Adnan towards the curtained alcove.
Furniture kindly rearranged itself out of the way of the pregnant express Djinn. Steve marched direct to the bedroom. Dick was sprawled exhausted over a heap of special pillows, beautiful as he shared a private smile with his lover.
Kain being a Master Djinn of some power and a lauded reputation, had caused mild anxiety in Steve. He knew the Master Djinn better, but a hand to his own stomach caused a surge of fierce protective love that placed Djinnling spirits first.
When the news broke, chattering over the scrying glass, librarians reaching for tomes to find precedent there’d been muttering of how it didn’t happen. Couldn’t happen.
Kain was nursing the impossible baby to his broad chest. Tall imposing man reduced to a marshmallow as he cooed nonsense at his offspring.
‘Whose a little beauty then? Whose going to wrap daddy Dick around a little finger then? You are, yes you are’
Somehow Steve didn’t think Dick was the only parent at risk of being owned! Kain continued to murmur endearments even after spotting an amused (and relieved) Steve.
‘You little sweetling, you’ve got your daddy’s smile you have. My sweet little Princess Habib’