31 Days MPREG!Puck For Goodgeeky_ramblingsJanuary 23 2012, 23:23:22 UTC
When the king first wanted him, Noah couldn't believe that Kurt had chosen a half-blood like him to be his concubine. It had been hard for his fathers to let him go especially since he had not yet reached his majority. He was also a breeder but for the sake of his village he agreed to go with the king. He just never expect to fall in love with Kurt nor did he think he would get pregnant before he was suppose to.
Kurt just couldn't get enough of him and when the king forgot to give Noah his contraception potion, he felt the tell tale warm spread to his womb confirming his pregnancy. At first he thought his lover would be angry over the news but Noah never expected Kurt to make him his husband and their son his legitimate heir. When he first agreed to go with the king, Noah never knew it would turn out this way. Now with Kurt and his son, Joseph by his side, he didn't want his life to be any different than it was now.
31 Texts From Last Night: Day 23-- (PG)test_kard_girlJanuary 24 2012, 00:05:25 UTC
(518): He needs to respect me before he can f*ck me with cat ears on.
Puck approaches Kurt by the punch bowl, tilting his trilby down at a more rakish angle over his scary-ass zombie make-up. The other boy is gazing thoughtfully over the ransacked contents of Rachel's drinks table, swaying vaguely along with the music and making his tail swish in enticing little swirls behind him.
Puck gulps. God. He'd never figured himself for having a furry fetish until right the fuck now.
He leans close over Kurt's shoulder, feeling the other boy stiffen like he actually is a cat, fur bristling all up and down his spine.
"Baby--"
"--Noah." Kurt interrupts, raising a finger. "I thought we'd talked about terms of endearment?"
Puck grits his teeth.
"Yeah ok, you're mad at me, I get it, I know. But you realise this--" He gestures down at Kurt's black-clad form; his knee boots, his adorable little cat-ears "--is like psychosexual torture, right?"
Kurt's mouth forms an sardonic little 'o', and he twists around, leaning back against the table.
31 Magic Moments- Copy (1/2)greenglowsgoldJanuary 24 2012, 04:33:47 UTC
*HP verse. Set before they get their letters.
When Noah was six years old, he turned the family cat blue. His father laughed and laughed at the fat, cranky feline staring blankly at its bright fur. Even Mom, trying to appear stern, couldn’t help but smile, because every inch of the cat is colorful
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31 Magic Moments- Copy (2/2)greenglowsgoldJanuary 24 2012, 04:37:16 UTC
The first time he does magic after Dad leaves, it’s not even really him, he just finds one of the candies Dad used to bring back sometimes hidden under his bed and figures they probably don’t go bad
( ... )
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Kurt just couldn't get enough of him and when the king forgot to give Noah his contraception potion, he felt the tell tale warm spread to his womb confirming his pregnancy. At first he thought his lover would be angry over the news but Noah never expected Kurt to make him his husband and their son his legitimate heir. When he first agreed to go with the king, Noah never knew it would turn out this way. Now with Kurt and his son, Joseph by his side, he didn't want his life to be any different than it was now.
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Puck approaches Kurt by the punch bowl, tilting his trilby down at a more rakish angle over his scary-ass zombie make-up. The other boy is gazing thoughtfully over the ransacked contents of Rachel's drinks table, swaying vaguely along with the music and making his tail swish in enticing little swirls behind him.
Puck gulps. God. He'd never figured himself for having a furry fetish until right the fuck now.
He leans close over Kurt's shoulder, feeling the other boy stiffen like he actually is a cat, fur bristling all up and down his spine.
"Baby--"
"--Noah." Kurt interrupts, raising a finger. "I thought we'd talked about terms of endearment?"
Puck grits his teeth.
"Yeah ok, you're mad at me, I get it, I know. But you realise this--" He gestures down at Kurt's black-clad form; his knee boots, his adorable little cat-ears "--is like psychosexual torture, right?"
Kurt's mouth forms an sardonic little 'o', and he twists around, leaning back against the table.
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Poor thing(s)... :(
Such a sweet image though.
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When Noah was six years old, he turned the family cat blue. His father laughed and laughed at the fat, cranky feline staring blankly at its bright fur. Even Mom, trying to appear stern, couldn’t help but smile, because every inch of the cat is colorful ( ... )
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