To Darkening Dreams: I can't see Bryan as a mother, or father either. It would soften him up but you'll see in the sequel that he's still like his old self. Besides, T/B is my domain and I said I would do every style with them. So this was a challenge and I've already seen Tala pregnant so I wanted something different.
Disclaimer: Haven't the time to own anything...
-=Chapter 9, My lovely girl=-
Since Tala had been bad earlier during the day, it was only natural he get punish for such uncalled for teasing in the early morning.
Yet being ravished still wasn't the best part of the day. The lovers had been practically on a natural high after hearing the soft heartbeat of the young child alive and growing inside.
They'd both been so ecstatic, any belief still felt deep down inside about how surreal everything was and how still impossible it sounded were crushed and smothered into nothing, a new feeling of joy and content becoming overwhelming.
''Still want to make out with me?''
Tala didn't even dignify that with an answer, his smirk held the real response to the inviting question.
Their evening had been filled with lusty intent and kisses exchanged so eagerly and hands roaming over the ivory flesh teasingly.
Sanguine marks were left behind, teeth mark still lingering on the skin and bruised lips still craving more.
Clothes had been scattered upon the room, tossed away, unwanted, leaving more to be exposed and touched sensually.
They fought to be dominant, a common ritual they indulged as they strategically pinned each other down, ravishing the body beneath before more rolling ensued and indulgence became the only coherent thought in a mind swimming in bliss.
Tala had started off the chain of events, meshing their mouths together, brushing tongue against tongue vehemently. Though when he least expected it, Bryan had taken advantage of him, smirking as the redhead pouted beneath him.
Bryan hadn't let him move much after that, his mouth nipping at Tala's collarbone as his hands travelled lower down his stomach, trailing his fingertips over the defined muscles. One audaciously roamed lower, sliding over the silky material till a satisfying moan and arousal became the reward.
He loved the feel of the smooth flesh and every indent so finely perfected on his chest, his hands slowly flesh around his navel longer.
When all the movements ceased though, Tala blinked a few times realizing the sudden stop.
''Bry...'' He said hoarsely, raising his head off the pillow.
But he received no response, only the pale orbs looking up at him laced with something he couldn't quite put his finger on. Another mood swing he assumed, only to find himself being correct.
''Sorry Tal....I just...I don't want to get...big!''
He got off from Tala, turning his back to him as he sighed, feeling a wave of depression crash down upon him.
''You're just so perfect...and I'm going to lose that soon.''
There was a silence that enveloped them that demanded to be broken and Tala took that initiative carefully planned out though.
''Well Bry...love... I think a stomach will be cute.'' He smirked, finally understanding why their playtime abruptly ended.
The death glare he got in return for saying cute at the idea of a mound developing was as deadly as they came, complete with the eyes narrowing.
Instead Tala shrugged it off, kissing his nose gently. ''Besides, a bit of working out when this is all over and you'll have that sexy chest you're depriving me of again.''
Had he known that a small compliment would be enough to ignite the fire again he would have readied himself to be jumped and assaulted again with kisses.
At the beginning of four months, an ultra sound test had been scheduled and early the Tuesday morning that's where the boys we're off too before the city streets became busy.
Bryan had felt the same nervous feeling gnawing away at him inside which had only gotten worse as they walked into the reception area. The women all already seated in the chairs, reading magazines or chatting amongst themselves all stopped their actions to look up slightly, almost ten pairs of eyes curiously looking at the new comers.
Tala just smiled charmingly, his hand squeezing down on Bryan's who's own orbs were glaring evilly at every female who dared make eye contact or glance in the wrong way.
They sat down and Tala, to rid the uneasy feeling gently kissed his cheek and Bryan could only imagine how many ladies we're thinking to themselves 'aww'.
The time again felt agonizingly slow, every second prolonged to it's absolute fullest and the minutes was it's own eternity.
After ten, a small portion of what felt like forever, the receptionist called out Kutnezsov and Bryan got up and brought into the next hall for instructions.
''I don't mean to be nosey but what would two males be doing in a centre such as this?''
Tala turned his head to the female addressing him as he slowly raised a slender eyebrow, his smirk still in tact. The lady had to be at least thirty, her long brown hair was pulled back in a loose ponytail, the colour matching her eyes, hidden behind a pair of glasses.
''I shouldn't be saying this, but I am technically the only male in here.'' He kept his cool, a white lie brewing in his head. An evil plan was forming but atleast it would shush the whispers that floated over the silence the room was drowning in.
''So you mean-?'' She hadn't asked in fully as Tala nodded in response.
''Bryanna, sorry Bry went through surgery but before completion well, you probably understand now.''
As he explained briefly, acting as natural as he could, by then the ladies all still present in the waiting room became interested, all listening attentively.
''The doctors did a fabulous job, I wouldn't have been able to tell.'' The woman confessed honestly, amazed by this white lie she was believing.
''They did...and as long as Bry is happy. I'm happy.''
The room chorused in an aww sound, every female envying the beauty of their relationship wishing fondly they too could have something so magical.
Bryan had felt out of place walking in the first place and now felt even more creeped out the second time he entered the quiet waiting room as every lady smiled warmly at him, including Tala who's grin was as sly as they came.
''What did you do now?''
-=TBC=-
I am very sorry for the delay; I got blocked writing this chapter and I tried to make it turn out the best I possibly could. Now the big question is, Boy or girl? I bet a lot of you's thought girl by the title but you know it's meant for other reasons now...
Something special is coming in the next chapter...and I hope my small comedic idea amused everyone!
Disclaimer: Haven't the time to own anything...
-=Chapter 9, My lovely girl=-
Since Tala had been bad earlier during the day, it was only natural he get punish for such uncalled for teasing in the early morning.
Yet being ravished still wasn't the best part of the day. The lovers had been practically on a natural high after hearing the soft heartbeat of the young child alive and growing inside.
They'd both been so ecstatic, any belief still felt deep down inside about how surreal everything was and how still impossible it sounded were crushed and smothered into nothing, a new feeling of joy and content becoming overwhelming.
''Still want to make out with me?''
Tala didn't even dignify that with an answer, his smirk held the real response to the inviting question.
Their evening had been filled with lusty intent and kisses exchanged so eagerly and hands roaming over the ivory flesh teasingly.
Sanguine marks were left behind, teeth mark still lingering on the skin and bruised lips still craving more.
Clothes had been scattered upon the room, tossed away, unwanted, leaving more to be exposed and touched sensually.
They fought to be dominant, a common ritual they indulged as they strategically pinned each other down, ravishing the body beneath before more rolling ensued and indulgence became the only coherent thought in a mind swimming in bliss.
Tala had started off the chain of events, meshing their mouths together, brushing tongue against tongue vehemently. Though when he least expected it, Bryan had taken advantage of him, smirking as the redhead pouted beneath him.
Bryan hadn't let him move much after that, his mouth nipping at Tala's collarbone as his hands travelled lower down his stomach, trailing his fingertips over the defined muscles. One audaciously roamed lower, sliding over the silky material till a satisfying moan and arousal became the reward.
He loved the feel of the smooth flesh and every indent so finely perfected on his chest, his hands slowly flesh around his navel longer.
When all the movements ceased though, Tala blinked a few times realizing the sudden stop.
''Bry...'' He said hoarsely, raising his head off the pillow.
But he received no response, only the pale orbs looking up at him laced with something he couldn't quite put his finger on. Another mood swing he assumed, only to find himself being correct.
''Sorry Tal....I just...I don't want to get...big!''
He got off from Tala, turning his back to him as he sighed, feeling a wave of depression crash down upon him.
''You're just so perfect...and I'm going to lose that soon.''
There was a silence that enveloped them that demanded to be broken and Tala took that initiative carefully planned out though.
''Well Bry...love... I think a stomach will be cute.'' He smirked, finally understanding why their playtime abruptly ended.
The death glare he got in return for saying cute at the idea of a mound developing was as deadly as they came, complete with the eyes narrowing.
Instead Tala shrugged it off, kissing his nose gently. ''Besides, a bit of working out when this is all over and you'll have that sexy chest you're depriving me of again.''
Had he known that a small compliment would be enough to ignite the fire again he would have readied himself to be jumped and assaulted again with kisses.
At the beginning of four months, an ultra sound test had been scheduled and early the Tuesday morning that's where the boys we're off too before the city streets became busy.
Bryan had felt the same nervous feeling gnawing away at him inside which had only gotten worse as they walked into the reception area. The women all already seated in the chairs, reading magazines or chatting amongst themselves all stopped their actions to look up slightly, almost ten pairs of eyes curiously looking at the new comers.
Tala just smiled charmingly, his hand squeezing down on Bryan's who's own orbs were glaring evilly at every female who dared make eye contact or glance in the wrong way.
They sat down and Tala, to rid the uneasy feeling gently kissed his cheek and Bryan could only imagine how many ladies we're thinking to themselves 'aww'.
The time again felt agonizingly slow, every second prolonged to it's absolute fullest and the minutes was it's own eternity.
After ten, a small portion of what felt like forever, the receptionist called out Kutnezsov and Bryan got up and brought into the next hall for instructions.
''I don't mean to be nosey but what would two males be doing in a centre such as this?''
Tala turned his head to the female addressing him as he slowly raised a slender eyebrow, his smirk still in tact. The lady had to be at least thirty, her long brown hair was pulled back in a loose ponytail, the colour matching her eyes, hidden behind a pair of glasses.
''I shouldn't be saying this, but I am technically the only male in here.'' He kept his cool, a white lie brewing in his head. An evil plan was forming but atleast it would shush the whispers that floated over the silence the room was drowning in.
''So you mean-?'' She hadn't asked in fully as Tala nodded in response.
''Bryanna, sorry Bry went through surgery but before completion well, you probably understand now.''
As he explained briefly, acting as natural as he could, by then the ladies all still present in the waiting room became interested, all listening attentively.
''The doctors did a fabulous job, I wouldn't have been able to tell.'' The woman confessed honestly, amazed by this white lie she was believing.
''They did...and as long as Bry is happy. I'm happy.''
The room chorused in an aww sound, every female envying the beauty of their relationship wishing fondly they too could have something so magical.
Bryan had felt out of place walking in the first place and now felt even more creeped out the second time he entered the quiet waiting room as every lady smiled warmly at him, including Tala who's grin was as sly as they came.
''What did you do now?''
-=TBC=-
I am very sorry for the delay; I got blocked writing this chapter and I tried to make it turn out the best I possibly could. Now the big question is, Boy or girl? I bet a lot of you's thought girl by the title but you know it's meant for other reasons now...
Something special is coming in the next chapter...and I hope my small comedic idea amused everyone!