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dorksidefikerTitle: Lump
Author:dorksidefiker
Fandom: That Damn Mpreg
Table/Prompt: Table 4/26. Nervous
Character/Pairing: Wally, Becca
Rating: PG
Word Count: 233
Summary: Becca’s not so good at taking time off, even when she needs it.
Authors Notes/Disclaimer: Mine!
Wally pressed his ear to the hard lump on Becca’s stomach, lips pursed as the pale red arches of his eyebrows came together over the bridge of his nose. “Are you sure?” he asked. “I don’t hear-”
Becca tangled her fingers in her husband’s hair, giving the red locks a tug. “Egg layer. Well… maybe vomiter. Skrull biology’s weird. It’s weirder when you’re actually mostly human.” She resumed stroking Wally’s hair. “So, a baby. Scared yet?”
“Nope.” Wally turned his head, pressing his lips to the hard little lump. “I’m gonna be a dad.” He looked up. “You’re gonna have to take maternity leave.”
“Fuck you.” Becca sat up, jostling Wally.
“Think of the baby. Egg. Whatever.” He draped himself across Becca, gently pinning her to the bed, which she allowed. “You are incredibly tough and strong. But this…” He pressed a hand to her stomach, “is little and fragile and needs you to protect it.”
Becca scowled, a look that wasn’t as fierce as her normal scowl (which had been known to cow some truly terrifying beings). “I can’t not fight.”
“Rebecca.”
“You knew what I was like when you married me.”
Author:
dorksidefikerFandom: That Damn Mpreg
Table/Prompt: Table 4/26. Nervous
Character/Pairing: Wally, Becca
Rating: PG
Word Count: 233
Summary: Becca’s not so good at taking time off, even when she needs it.
Authors Notes/Disclaimer: Mine!
Wally pressed his ear to the hard lump on Becca’s stomach, lips pursed as the pale red arches of his eyebrows came together over the bridge of his nose. “Are you sure?” he asked. “I don’t hear-”
Becca tangled her fingers in her husband’s hair, giving the red locks a tug. “Egg layer. Well… maybe vomiter. Skrull biology’s weird. It’s weirder when you’re actually mostly human.” She resumed stroking Wally’s hair. “So, a baby. Scared yet?”
“Nope.” Wally turned his head, pressing his lips to the hard little lump. “I’m gonna be a dad.” He looked up. “You’re gonna have to take maternity leave.”
“Fuck you.” Becca sat up, jostling Wally.
“Think of the baby. Egg. Whatever.” He draped himself across Becca, gently pinning her to the bed, which she allowed. “You are incredibly tough and strong. But this…” He pressed a hand to her stomach, “is little and fragile and needs you to protect it.”
Becca scowled, a look that wasn’t as fierce as her normal scowl (which had been known to cow some truly terrifying beings). “I can’t not fight.”
“Rebecca.”
“You knew what I was like when you married me.”
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Date: 2011-07-05 08:38 pm (UTC)