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Part four of the SG MPREG fic
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carlachameleon
Today's wordcount: 1,497 (yay!)
The previous parts can be found here
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"God, Jack, I *hate* you, hate what you've done to me, hate what..." The rest was drowned out by loud retching, as Daniel once again leaned over the toilet.
Jack sighed as he slipped his arm around Daniel's chest, supporting the other man, while he pressed a cold, wet towel against Daniel's forehead. "I know," he simply said. Jack knew better than to argue with anyone pregnant. He may not have been there for the entire length of Sara's pregnancy, which he'd always regretted, but he'd learned a thing or two. Pampering would get you a long way, that was for sure. At least with Daniel, once he was in a more... receptive mood.
Daniel finally stood straight, wiping his mouth. Jack let go and got him the glass of water he'd poured when Daniel had first run from their bedroom. The morning light was filtering through the frosted glass of the bathroom window, painting his lover with shades of soft sunlight and shadows. His very pregnant lover. Jack squashed the urge to reach out and run his hand over the protruding belly. He'd made that mistake *one* morning, and had sported a rather impressive blue eye after that. Daniel knew how to throw a punch -- Jack ought to know, he'd taught him how to best put in his weight.
Daniel accepted the glass of water with a wordless grunt, before pushing past Jack to get to the kitchen.
With a sigh, Jack flushed the toilet and turned on the shower. He may as well get his own morning routine done now, while Daniel succumbed to the disgusting eating habits of pregnancy. Jack knew better than to join him in the kitchen *and* he wouldn't make the mistake of commenting on the choice of breakfast either. At least the other man had cut down on the coffee. A lot. It had taken Janet one comment about how the caffeine might damage the child. Especially considering the amount the archaeologist normally downed during a day.
Jack stripped off his sweats and shuddered at the thought of one morning where he'd joined Daniel for breakfast and been treated to the sight of a plate with macaroni 'n' cheese, Mayo and barbecue sauce and relish. Jack's stomach had told him in no small words that he should avoid Daniel at breakfast whenever possible.
A few minutes after Jack had slipped under the spray, the glass door of the shower stall was slowly pulled open. "Jack?", came the miserable question.
Jack turned his head a little and smiled. "Yeah?"
"Okay if I join you?" Daniel moved uneasy from one foot to the other and back.
Jack chuckled and took a step back. "You have to ask?"
"I wasn't... sure..." Daniel ducked a bit, not meeting Jack's eyes.
Jack reached out and pulled the other man inside the shower stall, closing the door behind him. "You shouldn't ever doubt that I want you with me wherever I am."
Daniel sniffled and let Jack pull him into a tight embrace, the older man awed and warmed by the feel of the protruding belly rubbing against his own. "It's okay, Daniel."
"I..." Daniel hiccuped, "I feel like such a freak."
"You're not," Jack scolded.
"I'm deformed beyond words," the younger man complained.
"You're seven months pregnant, you're beautiful, Daniel," Jack said before he could stop himself. Normally Daniel hated such endearments.
This time, however, Daniel buried his face in Jack's neck, silent sobs making his shoulders hitch.
Jack didn't say anything, simply held the other man. Janet had warned him of this. As much as pregnant women were often controlled by their hormones, it might affect Daniel even more, since he was a man and therefor not used to the kind of natural chemicals of the body, that came with a pregnancy.
They had all the time in the world. Daniel hadn't been at the mountain for months now, to prevent anything from knowing about it. Jack brought home any translations they needed done and it kept the man occupied. SG-1 hadn't gone off-world much either, only on ordinary re-con missions -- all of them taking their time. Carter working in her lab and Teal'c and Jack training the new recruits. And Jack knew there wouldn't be too much 'Gate travel after the child was born. A few years ago he might have regretted such, but he had other obligations now. He just couldn't strut around the universe, risking his and Daniel's lives on a daily basis.
As he lathered up Daniel's body, his mind travelled back to their last conversation with Janet. She'd told them that she wasn't sure how the baby would be delivered, but that she didn't really see any other way than c-section. Well, they'd have to see when that day came. He still hoped they might be able to contact one of their allies and they could offer some other way. Hell, Janet had expressed worry about the water breaking, where it'd go... Jack banished the dark thoughts from his mind. No need to worry too much now. He'd only end up upsetting Daniel.
"Mmm," Daniel murmured, eyes closed, as Jack's hands slid over his body. In the beginning Daniel had cringed every time Jack touched his belly, but once Jack had told him that he really wanted to touch, the other man had finally relaxed, if only gradually.
Daniel's hands tightened on Jack's shoulders, digging into the muscles. He leaned forward and caught Jack's lips with his own, the older man tasting the minty flavour of tooth paste. He groaned and searched Daniel's mouth, looking for the real taste somewhere beneath it.
"Jack," Daniel panted, "I know we can't... but I need you, please..."
Jack nodded. They couldn't do anything elaborate. Janet had made that clear. As much as a pregnant woman could have sex, she'd told them that since male pregnancy wasn't exactly the norm, it might be safer to cut down on the penetrative sex. As much as they'd hated the thought, both Jack and Daniel had agreed. It was, literally, uncharted territory.
Hand slick with soap, Jack reached down, fingers curling around Daniel's straining erection, Daniel mirroring his movements. Pushing lightly against each other as they worked in unison to bring each other pleasure, their lips glued together in a long searching kiss.
Jack felt his own completion crashing down on him, as Daniel's strong fingers worked him hard. Drawing back, to catching his breath, he held the other man closer, hardly missing his own rhythm. For half a minute all he could hear was the laboured breathing and the moans escaping Daniel.
Daniel came with a cry on his lips, slumping into Jack's arms, body shaking with the strain of having held back for as long as possible.
Jack didn't want to break the easy, sated silence, so he busied himself with soaping them both up and moving under the spray to wash it off.
"Jack?" Daniel mumbled.
"Yeah?" Jack halted his hands on Daniel's hips for a moment before drawing him into a light embrace.
"When this is over?" Daniel let out a deep sigh.
"Yes?" Jack nuzzled his neck.
"I want you to promise me you'll treat me to a nice, long fuck."
"I thought you preferred topping, Dr. Jackson," Jack teased.
Daniel blushed furiously. He hadn't forgotten the slip of tongue in Janet's office. "I want it, Jack, please."
Jack chuckled and nodded, before shutting off the water, then he drew Daniel out of the shower stall, grabbed a towel and began rubbing him dry.
Daniel leaned heavily against Jack when they were both dry. "Are you going to the Mountain today?"
"Nope," Jack answered with a smile as he draped the towel over its hanger with one hand while slipping his free arm around Daniel's waist. "I've got three days of downtime coming, starting today."
"Mmmm, good," came Daniel's muffled answer, face buried in Jack's neck, tongue doing wicked things to the pulse below Jack's ear.
"Any plans for today," gasped Jack, steadying the both of them.
"Bed?" came the husky reply.
"Daniel, you know we can't do anything..."
"I know, Jack," Daniel interrupted, pulling back to submit the older man to a piecing blue stare. "I just wanna lay around, kiss," Daniel trailed his fingers through the wiry grey hair on Jack's chest. "..."
"Comfort, touch?" Jack finished for him.
Daniel nodded.
"No problem." Jack pulled the other man out of the bathroom, down the hallway and into their bedroom. Both momentarily sated, they simply lay down on top of the covers, cuddled up against each other.
"Jack?" Daniel's voice was full of wonder and surprise when he suddenly broke the silence.
"Mmmm?
"I'm sure this time..." Daniel trailed off, then took Jack's hand and put it on his belly.
Jack's eyes widened for a moment, then he couldn't hold back the smile on his face. "There's definitely movement," he agreed.
Daniel snuggled closer, putting his hand on top of Jack's, both men soaking in the rays of the sun coming through the window, bathing the bed in warmth. For the time being they'd forget about morning sickness, strange pregnancies and mood swings and just enjoy what they had.
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TBC
carlachameleonToday's wordcount: 1,497 (yay!)
The previous parts can be found here
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"God, Jack, I *hate* you, hate what you've done to me, hate what..." The rest was drowned out by loud retching, as Daniel once again leaned over the toilet.
Jack sighed as he slipped his arm around Daniel's chest, supporting the other man, while he pressed a cold, wet towel against Daniel's forehead. "I know," he simply said. Jack knew better than to argue with anyone pregnant. He may not have been there for the entire length of Sara's pregnancy, which he'd always regretted, but he'd learned a thing or two. Pampering would get you a long way, that was for sure. At least with Daniel, once he was in a more... receptive mood.
Daniel finally stood straight, wiping his mouth. Jack let go and got him the glass of water he'd poured when Daniel had first run from their bedroom. The morning light was filtering through the frosted glass of the bathroom window, painting his lover with shades of soft sunlight and shadows. His very pregnant lover. Jack squashed the urge to reach out and run his hand over the protruding belly. He'd made that mistake *one* morning, and had sported a rather impressive blue eye after that. Daniel knew how to throw a punch -- Jack ought to know, he'd taught him how to best put in his weight.
Daniel accepted the glass of water with a wordless grunt, before pushing past Jack to get to the kitchen.
With a sigh, Jack flushed the toilet and turned on the shower. He may as well get his own morning routine done now, while Daniel succumbed to the disgusting eating habits of pregnancy. Jack knew better than to join him in the kitchen *and* he wouldn't make the mistake of commenting on the choice of breakfast either. At least the other man had cut down on the coffee. A lot. It had taken Janet one comment about how the caffeine might damage the child. Especially considering the amount the archaeologist normally downed during a day.
Jack stripped off his sweats and shuddered at the thought of one morning where he'd joined Daniel for breakfast and been treated to the sight of a plate with macaroni 'n' cheese, Mayo and barbecue sauce and relish. Jack's stomach had told him in no small words that he should avoid Daniel at breakfast whenever possible.
A few minutes after Jack had slipped under the spray, the glass door of the shower stall was slowly pulled open. "Jack?", came the miserable question.
Jack turned his head a little and smiled. "Yeah?"
"Okay if I join you?" Daniel moved uneasy from one foot to the other and back.
Jack chuckled and took a step back. "You have to ask?"
"I wasn't... sure..." Daniel ducked a bit, not meeting Jack's eyes.
Jack reached out and pulled the other man inside the shower stall, closing the door behind him. "You shouldn't ever doubt that I want you with me wherever I am."
Daniel sniffled and let Jack pull him into a tight embrace, the older man awed and warmed by the feel of the protruding belly rubbing against his own. "It's okay, Daniel."
"I..." Daniel hiccuped, "I feel like such a freak."
"You're not," Jack scolded.
"I'm deformed beyond words," the younger man complained.
"You're seven months pregnant, you're beautiful, Daniel," Jack said before he could stop himself. Normally Daniel hated such endearments.
This time, however, Daniel buried his face in Jack's neck, silent sobs making his shoulders hitch.
Jack didn't say anything, simply held the other man. Janet had warned him of this. As much as pregnant women were often controlled by their hormones, it might affect Daniel even more, since he was a man and therefor not used to the kind of natural chemicals of the body, that came with a pregnancy.
They had all the time in the world. Daniel hadn't been at the mountain for months now, to prevent anything from knowing about it. Jack brought home any translations they needed done and it kept the man occupied. SG-1 hadn't gone off-world much either, only on ordinary re-con missions -- all of them taking their time. Carter working in her lab and Teal'c and Jack training the new recruits. And Jack knew there wouldn't be too much 'Gate travel after the child was born. A few years ago he might have regretted such, but he had other obligations now. He just couldn't strut around the universe, risking his and Daniel's lives on a daily basis.
As he lathered up Daniel's body, his mind travelled back to their last conversation with Janet. She'd told them that she wasn't sure how the baby would be delivered, but that she didn't really see any other way than c-section. Well, they'd have to see when that day came. He still hoped they might be able to contact one of their allies and they could offer some other way. Hell, Janet had expressed worry about the water breaking, where it'd go... Jack banished the dark thoughts from his mind. No need to worry too much now. He'd only end up upsetting Daniel.
"Mmm," Daniel murmured, eyes closed, as Jack's hands slid over his body. In the beginning Daniel had cringed every time Jack touched his belly, but once Jack had told him that he really wanted to touch, the other man had finally relaxed, if only gradually.
Daniel's hands tightened on Jack's shoulders, digging into the muscles. He leaned forward and caught Jack's lips with his own, the older man tasting the minty flavour of tooth paste. He groaned and searched Daniel's mouth, looking for the real taste somewhere beneath it.
"Jack," Daniel panted, "I know we can't... but I need you, please..."
Jack nodded. They couldn't do anything elaborate. Janet had made that clear. As much as a pregnant woman could have sex, she'd told them that since male pregnancy wasn't exactly the norm, it might be safer to cut down on the penetrative sex. As much as they'd hated the thought, both Jack and Daniel had agreed. It was, literally, uncharted territory.
Hand slick with soap, Jack reached down, fingers curling around Daniel's straining erection, Daniel mirroring his movements. Pushing lightly against each other as they worked in unison to bring each other pleasure, their lips glued together in a long searching kiss.
Jack felt his own completion crashing down on him, as Daniel's strong fingers worked him hard. Drawing back, to catching his breath, he held the other man closer, hardly missing his own rhythm. For half a minute all he could hear was the laboured breathing and the moans escaping Daniel.
Daniel came with a cry on his lips, slumping into Jack's arms, body shaking with the strain of having held back for as long as possible.
Jack didn't want to break the easy, sated silence, so he busied himself with soaping them both up and moving under the spray to wash it off.
"Jack?" Daniel mumbled.
"Yeah?" Jack halted his hands on Daniel's hips for a moment before drawing him into a light embrace.
"When this is over?" Daniel let out a deep sigh.
"Yes?" Jack nuzzled his neck.
"I want you to promise me you'll treat me to a nice, long fuck."
"I thought you preferred topping, Dr. Jackson," Jack teased.
Daniel blushed furiously. He hadn't forgotten the slip of tongue in Janet's office. "I want it, Jack, please."
Jack chuckled and nodded, before shutting off the water, then he drew Daniel out of the shower stall, grabbed a towel and began rubbing him dry.
Daniel leaned heavily against Jack when they were both dry. "Are you going to the Mountain today?"
"Nope," Jack answered with a smile as he draped the towel over its hanger with one hand while slipping his free arm around Daniel's waist. "I've got three days of downtime coming, starting today."
"Mmmm, good," came Daniel's muffled answer, face buried in Jack's neck, tongue doing wicked things to the pulse below Jack's ear.
"Any plans for today," gasped Jack, steadying the both of them.
"Bed?" came the husky reply.
"Daniel, you know we can't do anything..."
"I know, Jack," Daniel interrupted, pulling back to submit the older man to a piecing blue stare. "I just wanna lay around, kiss," Daniel trailed his fingers through the wiry grey hair on Jack's chest. "..."
"Comfort, touch?" Jack finished for him.
Daniel nodded.
"No problem." Jack pulled the other man out of the bathroom, down the hallway and into their bedroom. Both momentarily sated, they simply lay down on top of the covers, cuddled up against each other.
"Jack?" Daniel's voice was full of wonder and surprise when he suddenly broke the silence.
"Mmmm?
"I'm sure this time..." Daniel trailed off, then took Jack's hand and put it on his belly.
Jack's eyes widened for a moment, then he couldn't hold back the smile on his face. "There's definitely movement," he agreed.
Daniel snuggled closer, putting his hand on top of Jack's, both men soaking in the rays of the sun coming through the window, bathing the bed in warmth. For the time being they'd forget about morning sickness, strange pregnancies and mood swings and just enjoy what they had.
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TBC
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Okay, C-sections. Usually they are scheduled in the event that they know for a fact that someone can not deliver normally. My sister was always taken at least two weeks earlier than her due date.
I've never had a C-section but my sister had two. So no worries on water breaking if it will be C-section. Doctor will take the baby before it is actually ready to deliver unless you are going for an early labor. Then it probably could get hairy.
I've never delivered naturally. I was induced each time, though I delivered vaginally. (oh you really wanted to hear that didn't you? But if I hadn't had a C-section than you knew that didn't you?)
If you need specifics on C-sections I do have links for them. Give you an idea of what to expect and stuff.
Unless there is a real problem and mom or the baby is in danger a lot of C-sections are done with the mother still awake but with an epidural? (Lovely lovely things for the most part. Didn't have one for the first kid, had one for the second but the hospital almost killed me, and the third one was done perfectly at a different hospital that knew what the hell they were doing!)
As always though, your milage may very per pregnancy and person...
BB
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And any advise is welcome, you know that, though I have another option up my sleeve ^_~
And never doubt it, you *are* special *g* ^_^
Dang, you're addictive!
Re: Dang, you're addictive!
I'm just glad you're enjoying this ^_^
And yay for Noelq! *g* -- don't worry, I have the goal of appx 1,000 words a day, and so far, I'm keeping up with it *g* -- the final version (edited/betaed etc) will eventually be posted here as well ^_^
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Still enjoying the story. Aren't you gonna be done soon. ::whines a bit::
I can't believe that I'm about to say this (giving advice on a MPREG story is a new one for me; Gunshots yes, head trauma yes, MPREG no!), but let me know if you need any medical advice, since I'm a doctor. I can't even tell you how many deliveries I've been to at this point. Suffice it to say - a lot!
Can't wait for more!
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I have you giving advice now... on an MPREG... well, you know there's a first for everthing ^_^
Feel free to drop in any kind of comments on ordinary pregnancies, I'm being bad an using what I want to and blaming the rest on it being a male pregnancy *g* -- I wanted it to have a few differences. As for morning sickness, I called my sis today and asked for how long she had it. (she did NOT want to know why I needed that info *g*) Her's didn't start until 'round 6th month, but it lasted for the rest of the pregnancy.
As for the delivery, I think I've tortured Daniel more than enough, so I have something different up my sleeve ^_~
And yay! You're still hanging on. I don't know when it'll be finished, but I think, maybe 3-4 more parts.