If you read the lemon, a few bits of dialogue in the beginning might be a smidgen similar. That's because it's more or less the same. XD It's for those who didn't wanna read the lemon.
Onward to light hearted pompous pep! Btw, I'll update Unexpected Abuse after I remake my VladDanny couple on Sims 3. Some things in life simply must be done before fanfictions.
Morning arrived with the same blue skies and singing birds. The sounds and smells of the outside world wafted into the elegant room and enticed my senses to awake. It was warm, so ridiculously warm. I could feel Vlad's arms wrapped around me, the plush covers of the bed encasing the rest of my nude body with the same cozy heat. It took a while to wake up, being so comfortable and in such a good place. Waking up from a long night of sex without my backside aching had me feeling pretty triumphant, even with the impending impregnation looming over my head.
Eyes still closed against the sun, I smiled and snuggled closer to Vlad. He mumbled something in his sleep, shifting and tightening his hold possessively. Fruitloop. Vlad's always been a little paranoid, and more than a bit of a control freak. It doesn't really bother me too much though. Being wanted is nice.
A grandfather clock chimed from somewhere beyond our room of warmth and contentment, signaling the arrival of the work day. Joy. Vlad was starting to wake up thanks to his internal clock, yawning and stretching his sleep away. I propped myself up on his chest when he stretched his arms up and rubbed his hands against his face, feeling a long overdue bout of gloating creeping up as he regained consciousness.
"So. How're you feeling, Vlad?" I asked, sticking as much cheek in my question as I could.
He peeked at me from between his fingers, though it looked more like a glare. I smiled at him with my most insufferable grin and leaned over, planting a kiss on his scowling lips. Vlad mumbled something incoherent and suddenly wrapped his arms around me, rolling over and caging me against his chest like I was a stuffed animal.
"That good, huh?" I laughed, looking up at the content smile that had replaced his pout.
"Mmm..." he replied, eyes still closed. "...Not bad for your first time, Daniel."
Tch. Judgmental bastard.
"Whatever, Vlad. I know you loved it. I'm pretty sure our neighbors who live four acres away know it too. I've never heard you moan that loud before." I grinned.
"Well I can't help it if I have an incredibly through lover." he relented, lips twitching into a smile as he kissed a trail down my face.
"So I was fantastically awesome."
"Hm," He finally opened his eyes and looked down at me with glimmering, midnight orbs, "Yes I should think so."
For some reason I got the feeling he was patronizing me slightly, but then Vlad pressed his lips down on mine and I forgot about that, immediately giving him entry and smiling into the kiss. He eased a hand down my bare skin, coming to a slow stop on my stomach. Vlad broke the kiss and looked down at me with a soft smile, brushing his fingers over my pale skin.
"...What?" I asked after a long moment of silence. He was staring at me.
"Nothing." He replied coyly, pushing himself up.
I let it go with rolling eyes, yawning and sitting up at well. Vlad stretched, muscles shifting under his skin. I snickered when I noticed a couple dark, red spots on his neck, but didn't say anything. If I was lucky he wouldn't notice them and end up going to work without hiding them.
Our shower took longer than expected, though it wasn't like that was a surprise. Vlad was in an especially cheery mood as well, constantly kissing me and rubbing his hands over my flat stomach. I teased him about his excitement, but he took it with the same, suave smoothness he always exudes.
"You can poke fun at me now Daniel, but rest assured I will have plenty of opportunities to get you back in the future."
"Shut up, Vlad."
We got ready for our respective jobs with easy contentment, though Vlad was taking it a step farther and humming occasionally. I stole glances at him as I pulled on my shirt, shaking my head hopelessly at his anticipation. You'd think he'd turning into the song bird of happiness over night and I wasn't even 'impregnated' yet. ...man, that was gonna take some getting used to.
"So...how is this gonna work?" I asked slowly, the thought suddenly hitting me.
Vlad knew exactly what I was talking about, having been thinking about it all morning. He finished off his tie with a flourish and pulled it snug, turning around to reply.
"After dinner we'll go down to the lab and I'll run you through all the details of the procedure, but basically it'll be as simple as a single injection."
"We still need to come up with an excuse for my family and job, you know," raising an eyebrow and bringing his excitement down a bit, "People are going to wonder where I've gone when I disappear for several months."
"Don't worry, Daniel. I've got a rough plan already formulated to explain away your absence and the appearance of a third household member."
I swear he was glowing when he said those last few words. It took a lot of strength not to call him a dork.
"Alright. I'll think of some excuses too while at the observatory. What time do you get off tonight?"
"Depends. What time do you get off tonight?"
"Five."
"Then I get off at four. I need to make sure things are ready in the lab."
"Jee, I wish I could pick my own work schedule."
"Own a fortune 500 company Daniel. Then the freedom is all yours."
"Correction. Steal a fortune 500 company."
"Technicalities." He scoffed.
"Vlad, I think we're gonna have to have a long talk about parenting."
Breakfast went fast, having taken too long getting ready. By the time we finished our usual bickering and spontaneous molesting, the clock was nearing nine o'clock. Vlad grabbed his briefcase and a cup of coffee from the kitchen counter while I grabbed my star-charts and a bagel, both of us soon heading for the front door.
"I call the Ferrari." I smirked, phasing through him and snatching the keys from the wall.
Vlad rolled his eyes, opening the door and shooing me out.
"I call the personal driver." he said antagonistically, but I was okay with that because no matter how long I live with Vlad, I'll never be comfortable with a personal driver. Seriously, I can open my own door just fine.
"It's all yours." I shrugged carelessly, heading toward the shiny red beauty parked next to our large house. But Vlad reached out and grabbed my arm before I could go, pulling me back for a moment.
"You didn't think you were going to leave without saying goodbye, did you?" he smirked, not waiting for a response and dragging me in for a kiss. I smiled, momentarily forgetting about the Ferrari in light of something much better.
"I'll see you this evening, Daniel." Vlad smiled softy, touching his lips against mine one last time before heading to the awaiting car.
I smiled and watched him leave, enjoying the warmth he always left in my chest. Small moments like these had the odd habit of cropping up the ever-present amazement I still harbored over our relationship. To think I'd fall in love with him, and even more amazing that he'd actually return those feelings. ...And now we're looking to start a real family. Shaking my head of the random thoughts, I went my separate way as well, relaxing into the cushions of the car and hearing the engine roar the moment I turned the key. I guess, all things considered, I really couldn't wait until this evening either.
Unfortunately, my anticipation didn't stop work from being a difficult day. Not in the sense that the actual work was hard, but because I couldn't focus on anything except my currently baby-less stomach. It didn't take long to hit me that this would be my last day as a human for a while, which brought up a whole slew of problems that plagued me for hours on end. If I was gonna be stuck as a ghost for the next nine months, how was I going to go to work during the small window I had that I didn't look pregnant? I couldn't just quit my job for nine months without any notice! Though I guess Vlad has enough connections that keeping my job wouldn't be a problem. Still though, it's not good work ethic! Maybe it would be best to hold off on having this baby. After all we'd only really decided on it a couple days ago and we shouldn't rush into it. Granted...I have been wanting a kid for a while and Vlad's been researching this for god knows how long... But come on, we don't even have an excuse for my parents yet!
My thoughts went like that for the entire day, and thus, I kept changing my mind about wanting time to go faster or slower. My indecision ended up making time so confusing that I was partially convinced Clockwork was messing with me. I wrote out calculations, finished up star charts, filed paperwork, called some school's wanting to arrange a field trip, and all the while kept staring at the clock without a clue as to what I was actually accomplishing.
Coworkers made jokes about my inability to sit still, but didn't even entertain the thought of telling them why I was so antsy. Like the rest of the world, they're unaware of my half ghost status and I intend to keep it that way. However, also like the rest of the world, they're not unaware of my current relationship status. This does occasionally create a few dilemmas, but it's nothing I can't deal with. Besides, the observatory I work for really can't complain. Vlad pays for over half their funding.
Finally, good lord finally, five o'clock rolled around. The butterflies that had started in my stomach about four hours ago were making me sick, and at this point I just wanted to go home and get the baby implanting part over so I could stop changing my mind about it. God, I almost felt sorry for Vlad about the impending mood swings. Almost.
I sped on the way home, but noticed as I got closer and closer to our private manor that my speedometer started dropping. Damn nerves. Gritting my teeth and pressing on the gas pedal, I rounded a long turn and came upon a paved driveway. The house opened up in the spacious area before me, tall mountains in the background and vibrant trees all around. I'd convinced Vlad to move out of that ridiculous castle on account of the size, but in light of coming events, the mansion we'd settled on didn't seem like such a swell alternative anymore. I'm pretty sure loosing your kid in your own house is a sign of a bad parent.
I pulled into the driveway hastily, fumbling with the keys and feeling ridiculously nervous. At work, I'd come to the conclusion that even if the butterflies got the better of me and I did want to back out of this, I couldn't because I'd already gotten my end of the deal. Usually though, this thought cheered me up significantly, and the butterflies mostly went away. I fumbled with the keys again when trying to get through the door, feeling like a moron. Luckily, I didn't have to fumble for too long because Vlad opened it for me.
"Welcome home Daniel!" He positively beamed. I was surprised he wasn't already in lab gear.
"Uh huh." I grunted, pushing my way in and dropping my bags on the door-side table. I needed a drink. "So, should we get this over with?"
Vlad wasn't phased by my abrasiveness, still smiling.
"Careful Daniel, try to contain your enthusiasm."
"Shut up, fruitloop."
He didn't react to the nickname, smile on full glow as he grabbed my arm and practically dragged me to the lab. The closer we got the more this was suddenly looking like a terrible idea.
"Vlad, listen, I was thinking about all of this today at work and I really, really think-"
"Sorry Daniel, you already got your end of the deal, so now it's time for me to get mine." He practically sang, clearly having expected me to protest.
"No, I'm not talking about backing out completely!" I snapped, "I'm just saying that maybe we should, you know, wait a little bit, plan this out more or...or something."
"Not to worry little badger, I've got everything taken care of."
"Oh yeah? Well what about me being in ghost mode for the next nine months? People at work are going to be slightly suspicious when Danny Phantom takes my place tomorrow!"
"I've already contacted your boss and taken care of that. You're basically on vacation for the next year."
"I-what?"
"As for your parents and the rest of the world, tomorrow I will announce that you and I are looking to adopt and will be traveling abroad for the next year to find the right child."
"But..."
I didn't even know what to say. Vlad wasn't kidding when he said he'd taken care of everything. He glanced back at me and smirked at my speechless gape, typing in the password for the lab door and dragging me down to one of the best things in my life (even if I was having trouble seeing that, at the moment).
"Of course, you're parents can be informed of the truth after the child is born, if you choose to tell them. The adoption trip is mostly a way to cover the presence of a third household member and our absence in one fell swoop."
"Uh..."
"You're going to have to speak intelligible words as some point, Daniel."
I shook my head at his comment, slightly desperate to find a reason to hold off on all of this because the looming thought of parental responsibility was beginning to make me queasy. But then, another part of me was about to burst with excitement at how perfectly everything was falling into place, and at the cliché idea of having our own miniature us running around with toys and a blanket. The end result was a horrible stomach ache that only intensified when I spotted the counter and chair all primed and ready for the injection. So, naturally, I deflected my panic-ridden anxiety by commenting on something stupid.
"That looks like something out of a horror movie." I forced out, gesturing lamely to the chair and counter with eyes wide thanks to the billions of thoughts swarming my head.
Vlad slowed down, giving me a small, empathetic smile as he turned around and pulled me closer. I didn't realize I was shaking until his hand softly caressed my face and enveloped my trembling fingers. He was staring at me with the adoration that took so long to get used to when we first started seeing each other, remaining silent as I calmed down.
He really has become my rock in life. Erasing all the indecision and confusion and anxiety was as easy as taking a deep breath when he stood so close to me. Vlad wrapped his arms around my shoulders when I laid my head against his chest, rubbing soft circles along my spine and making everything okay. I was nervous, but that's alright. I should be. After all, Vlad and I are looking to have a baby. A screaming, drooling, laughing, beautiful baby.
All things considered, I guess there really wasn't a need to panic.
"I'm surprised you don't have a camera set up." I mumbled, lips twitching into a small smirk as I looked up at him.
"I figured you'd be slightly opposed to the idea."
"Hm. Maybe you are a genius after all."
Vlad smiled, kissing me gently but with all the passion in the world. When we broke away a long while later, things in the lab looked less scary and I wasn't all that nervous anymore.
"Lets get this over with quick before I change my mind again."
Vlad's smile grew. He took me by the hand and gestured toward the incredibly inviting metal chair I was supposed to sit in. Butterflies started rearing their ugly heads when the cool metal chilled my skin, but after another deep breath and a small smile from Vlad, they went away.
"The procedure is actually very simple." He began, using a confident voice that relaxed me. I watched him put on gloves and fiddle with a needle. A very long needle.
"Does it involve sticking that needle in my stomach?" I asked, swallowing thickly.
"It won't hurt, Daniel, I promise." he said, taking a moment to give me another supporting smile. I figured I'd need about ten more of those before this whole thing was done.
"In fact, he continued, opening a hidden fridge in the counter and pulling out a chilled vial full of something suspiciously pale. "That's basically all I have to do."
"Isn't there a more fun way of getting your semen in me? Like sex? This really takes the fun out of conceiving a child." My eye twitched as he filled the shot. That was a really really long needle.
"Well," He smirked, "We can have sex afterwards if that makes you feel better. And I'm topping." He added that last part rather firmly, catching the grin that momentarily lit up my face.
"I suppose I can let you top this time." I grinned, enjoying the twitch in his eye, "Either way, it'll probably be a lot more fun than masturbating into a vial."
"Indeed." he replied, pointedly ignoring my snickering by practically sticking his nose in the air. "Unfortunately for us, injection is the only way to guarantee the formation of an embryo."
"What do you mean?"
"Simply having sex with you in your ghost form will not guarantee a child. It's possible, but the odds of that happening are astronomical. It's difficult enough for two full ghosts to produce an offspring. An injection like this is the only sure way that we'll get the child we're looking for."
"So...so when you stick that needle in me, a baby will immediately start growing?"
"As a matter of fact, yes." Vlad smiled, a tender look coming back into his eyes. I looked down at my stomach, feeling a little amazed.
For a moment we were both a little stuck by the thought. An actually baby, our baby, would be right there below my skin... Things got pretty surreal after that. Vlad motioned for me to transform into my ghost half, which after taking a moment to savor the feeling a beating, human heart, I did. The thought of being stuck in my ghost half for nine months didn't really bother me though. I was still hung up over the surreality of the moment. Vlad pressed a button on the chair and it slowly reclined back into a table, taking me with it. I was incredibly aware of everything going on around me, and it wasn't because of my hypersensitive ghost powers.
Vlad slowly unzipped the front of my suit, helping me get my arms out of it and then finally folding it past my hips. My abdomen was there and waiting, flat and more than a little muscled. He ran his finger tips over the glowing skin, a hungry look mixing in his eyes with the awe already present. I just laid back and shoved my hands against my eyes. The butterflies were starting to make me sick again and I didn't want to see the needle descend.
"Are you ready, Daniel?"
"Ready as I'll ever be." I muttered, but then I felt one of his hands gently settle on my wrist. Without a struggle, he moved my palms away from my eyes, his face strikingly closer to mine than I expected.
"Relax." He smiled, placing his forehead against mine, his silvery hair draping around his face thanks to the loose ponytail. "It'll be over before you know it."
I nodded silently, meeting his lips when they touched down on mine. The butterflies started getting worse when I felt his other hand ghost over my stomach again. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to get lost in the kiss so I wouldn't think about it. But I was accustomed to pain, that part wasn't what had my stomach in knots. I guess it wasn't so much the pain that had my nonexistent heart pounding against my chest as much as what that needle in my stomach really meant. Mom always told me raising kids wasn't for the faint of heart...
I winced a little when an unexpected prick of pain came from beyond the kiss. After that I didn't feel a thing except for Vlad's gentle touch, his lips moving as fluidly as water against mine. I tried to relax and not think of anything but the man above me, succeeding for the most part until I was entirely consumed by him. When both of Vlad's hands joined to caress my face I nearly fainted from excitement, relief, and something else that I couldn't name but was bursting out of my chest. Two hands meant Vlad wasn't using that needle anymore, which could only mean one thing. Vlad finally broke the kiss, looking down at me with pure elation glowing from every inch of his expression.
"Congratulations, Daniel. You're pregnant."