COTW MPREG
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Previous Parts
Lex takes a pregnancy test and discovers he's pregnant. The AI says that the baby is healthy, but underweight and Lex must try to get over 200 pounds and soon. Lex proves to be resourceful at getting what he wants while pregnant, including Damien, a pregnancy book, and Clark's full and undevided attention. Jason, Damien and Dominic's five year old son finds out that Lex is pregnant and is estatic. Damien is not. Dominic is bemused. Mabel is rehired to work as a cook for Lex to help him gain weight. Jason Tegue and Grant bump into Clark and Lex at the bookstore. Jason, having heard the Kents are movign to the city with the Luthor-Kents, is worried Lex might be sick. Grant believes they might be adopting a child. Lex tells them they have to wait until the party on Sunday. Chloe and Lois talk on the phone. Lois snarks about Lex's weight gain. Chloe uses this information coupled with others to realize that Lex is pregnant. She goes to him, and Lex reveals that Kryptoninan males bear children in times of population decline. To help increase the numbers faster, they carry two fetusus, one on each side of the abdomen. Lex had realized he was pregnant when he miscarried one fetus. Chloe comforts him.
The party was going well. So far. Of course, no one knew why they were here, so it was bound to go well. Upon being assured neither Lex nor Clark was dying or getting divorced, the guests had relaxed.
Except for Lana, who still wasn't talking to Clark. After learning about Lex's pregnancy and the death of the fetus, she'd proceeded to scream at Clark for almost two hours. When Lana screamed, she generally threw things. Chloe had ushered Lex out of the apartment and to the ice cream shop down the street. When they'd come back, Clark was hiding in the bedroom closet, and Lana was in the exercise room, pounding the hell out of Lex's punching bag.
She hadn't spoken to Clark since. According to her, Clark's behavior bordered on neglect, abuse, and murder and if he was human, she'd call the police on him. As it was, all she could do ignore him and pamper Lex to the best of her abilities.
That girl could work wonders with an espresso machine and some steamed milk. Lex was serious when he said that if he wasn't gay (and pregnant with his husband's alien tumor-baby), he'd marry her.
If anyone noticed the tension between Clark and Lana, they weren't drawing attention to it. It was a tight-knit group, after all, formed back in Smallville and cemented when Clark had come out to everyone as an alien and, later, Superman. They stuck together, protected each other, gossiped about each other, and spread news faster than any organization Lex had ever seen. They were extended family in the way Lex had never had. And even if he was often jealous of Grant, and Jason of Clark and Clark of Mark and Lana of everyone and anything, that didn't mean they didn't all love each other deeply.
And soon they'd know the secret.
Lex wasn't sure he was ready for that. It was one thing for them to know that Clark was an alien. It was another for them to know that Clark's sperm had changed Lex's body. It was another for them to know that Lex was pregnant. Now, they weren't exactly close-minded or anything (not even Pete and Lois, for whom Lex could only ever muster up a grudging admiration rather than true affection, but they came with Clark, so...), but there was a difference between being able to accept an alien and being able to accept a pregnant man.
He didn't want to have a problem with it. He loved his little tumor-baby more than anything. But. It wasn't like his masculinity was so firm to start with. Right now, he felt so way beyond nelly, he was practically Reese Witherspoon in that lawyer movie.
Still. He had a dissertation to finish and defend. Plus weight to gain. He couldn't do the former and disappear at the same time (not that the 'family' would take his disappearance lightly), nor could he do the former without explanation. Besides, it really was something to celebrate. He just needed to stop being self-conscious and embrace the new century, one in which men carried babies (at least men wed to aliens).
He'd never had a problem with his sexuality. Figures that this would send him into the equivalent of a sexual identity crisis.
"How you doing?" Clark asked. He pressed himself into the corner Lex had ensconced himself in, kissed Lex's cheek and ran his hand lightly over Lara, as was his new habit.
"I'm going to kill Damien and Dominic when they get here," Lex said. "They're holding everything up."
"We could just tell everyone without them," Clark pointed out. "After all, they already know."
Lex shook his head. "I need someone less masculine than me here when we tell them," he said. "Not one word escapes my lips until Dominic gets here."
Clark laughed. "You're such a brat." He pulled Lex into his embrace and nuzzled before adding, "I'm sure Jason would be happy to throw on a dress, if it'll make you happy. You know how much that boy loves his cross dressing."
He sighed. "No, it's okay." He buried his face in Clark's neck. "I still don't know what to say."
"Why not just start at the beginning?"
"Because that'll just get into the whole healing thing. What if they get mad at you?"
"For what?" Clark pulled his head away, but kept his arms tight on Lex. "Not exploiting me to maybe possibly save others? Waiting until a point in time when you'll have your own labs and your own degree and, oh yeah, control over the research so neither one of us is taken away by either unscrupulous people or the government to be used as lab rats? Not giving them personal vials of my semen to drink or whatever?"
Lex blinked. Wrinkled his nose. "Well," he said, after the image of drinking old, storied semen, even orange juice flavored semen, faded, "you slept with Grant."
Before Clark could respond, the front door opened.
"Sorry we're late," Damien said. He was moving slowly, leaning heavily on a cane.
Bad day, then.
"It's all right," Lex assured him, pulling away from Clark. "Are you okay?"
Damien nodded.
"Uncle Lex!" Jason cried. He squirmed his hand out of Dominic's grasp and ran across the room to fling himself on Lex. "Hi!"
"Hey, little guy." Lex hugged him, wincing as his hand came protectively over Lara. "Remember we talked about you doing that, kid?"
Jason's eyes widened. "I forgot! I'm sorry, Uncle Lex. I cross my heart not to do it again." He puckered his lips.
Lex bent down and accepted the kisses of apology from Jason. Then he bestowed a kiss of his own before straightening. "It's okay, Jason."
But, of course, Jason wasn't done. He grasped the hem of Lex's shirt in both hands and shoved it up to almost the middle of his chest. "I'm sorry, Lara," Jason said to the bump on Lex's abdomen. "I didn't mean to almost hurt you. I promise to be careful." He kissed the bump gently. "I drawed you a picture. I'll go get it. Hang on." He kissed Lex's side again, then dropped Lex's shirt. "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy! Can I have my picture? I wanna show Uncle Lex and Laura."
Dominic caught Jason as the boy leapt into his arms. "I'm sorry," he said, holding Jason tight.
Lex imagined Dominic's pallor was only slightly less pale than his own.
Silence reigned in the room. All eyes were on him.
Clark cleared his throat. Put his arm protectively around Lex's shoulders. "Well, everyone. Surprise." He reached his free hand across Lex's stomach to stroke Lara. "We're going to have a baby."
Lois dropped something she was holding. When Lex looked, he saw it was a hairpin.
He heard it hit the floor.
Previous Parts
Lex takes a pregnancy test and discovers he's pregnant. The AI says that the baby is healthy, but underweight and Lex must try to get over 200 pounds and soon. Lex proves to be resourceful at getting what he wants while pregnant, including Damien, a pregnancy book, and Clark's full and undevided attention. Jason, Damien and Dominic's five year old son finds out that Lex is pregnant and is estatic. Damien is not. Dominic is bemused. Mabel is rehired to work as a cook for Lex to help him gain weight. Jason Tegue and Grant bump into Clark and Lex at the bookstore. Jason, having heard the Kents are movign to the city with the Luthor-Kents, is worried Lex might be sick. Grant believes they might be adopting a child. Lex tells them they have to wait until the party on Sunday. Chloe and Lois talk on the phone. Lois snarks about Lex's weight gain. Chloe uses this information coupled with others to realize that Lex is pregnant. She goes to him, and Lex reveals that Kryptoninan males bear children in times of population decline. To help increase the numbers faster, they carry two fetusus, one on each side of the abdomen. Lex had realized he was pregnant when he miscarried one fetus. Chloe comforts him.
The party was going well. So far. Of course, no one knew why they were here, so it was bound to go well. Upon being assured neither Lex nor Clark was dying or getting divorced, the guests had relaxed.
Except for Lana, who still wasn't talking to Clark. After learning about Lex's pregnancy and the death of the fetus, she'd proceeded to scream at Clark for almost two hours. When Lana screamed, she generally threw things. Chloe had ushered Lex out of the apartment and to the ice cream shop down the street. When they'd come back, Clark was hiding in the bedroom closet, and Lana was in the exercise room, pounding the hell out of Lex's punching bag.
She hadn't spoken to Clark since. According to her, Clark's behavior bordered on neglect, abuse, and murder and if he was human, she'd call the police on him. As it was, all she could do ignore him and pamper Lex to the best of her abilities.
That girl could work wonders with an espresso machine and some steamed milk. Lex was serious when he said that if he wasn't gay (and pregnant with his husband's alien tumor-baby), he'd marry her.
If anyone noticed the tension between Clark and Lana, they weren't drawing attention to it. It was a tight-knit group, after all, formed back in Smallville and cemented when Clark had come out to everyone as an alien and, later, Superman. They stuck together, protected each other, gossiped about each other, and spread news faster than any organization Lex had ever seen. They were extended family in the way Lex had never had. And even if he was often jealous of Grant, and Jason of Clark and Clark of Mark and Lana of everyone and anything, that didn't mean they didn't all love each other deeply.
And soon they'd know the secret.
Lex wasn't sure he was ready for that. It was one thing for them to know that Clark was an alien. It was another for them to know that Clark's sperm had changed Lex's body. It was another for them to know that Lex was pregnant. Now, they weren't exactly close-minded or anything (not even Pete and Lois, for whom Lex could only ever muster up a grudging admiration rather than true affection, but they came with Clark, so...), but there was a difference between being able to accept an alien and being able to accept a pregnant man.
He didn't want to have a problem with it. He loved his little tumor-baby more than anything. But. It wasn't like his masculinity was so firm to start with. Right now, he felt so way beyond nelly, he was practically Reese Witherspoon in that lawyer movie.
Still. He had a dissertation to finish and defend. Plus weight to gain. He couldn't do the former and disappear at the same time (not that the 'family' would take his disappearance lightly), nor could he do the former without explanation. Besides, it really was something to celebrate. He just needed to stop being self-conscious and embrace the new century, one in which men carried babies (at least men wed to aliens).
He'd never had a problem with his sexuality. Figures that this would send him into the equivalent of a sexual identity crisis.
"How you doing?" Clark asked. He pressed himself into the corner Lex had ensconced himself in, kissed Lex's cheek and ran his hand lightly over Lara, as was his new habit.
"I'm going to kill Damien and Dominic when they get here," Lex said. "They're holding everything up."
"We could just tell everyone without them," Clark pointed out. "After all, they already know."
Lex shook his head. "I need someone less masculine than me here when we tell them," he said. "Not one word escapes my lips until Dominic gets here."
Clark laughed. "You're such a brat." He pulled Lex into his embrace and nuzzled before adding, "I'm sure Jason would be happy to throw on a dress, if it'll make you happy. You know how much that boy loves his cross dressing."
He sighed. "No, it's okay." He buried his face in Clark's neck. "I still don't know what to say."
"Why not just start at the beginning?"
"Because that'll just get into the whole healing thing. What if they get mad at you?"
"For what?" Clark pulled his head away, but kept his arms tight on Lex. "Not exploiting me to maybe possibly save others? Waiting until a point in time when you'll have your own labs and your own degree and, oh yeah, control over the research so neither one of us is taken away by either unscrupulous people or the government to be used as lab rats? Not giving them personal vials of my semen to drink or whatever?"
Lex blinked. Wrinkled his nose. "Well," he said, after the image of drinking old, storied semen, even orange juice flavored semen, faded, "you slept with Grant."
Before Clark could respond, the front door opened.
"Sorry we're late," Damien said. He was moving slowly, leaning heavily on a cane.
Bad day, then.
"It's all right," Lex assured him, pulling away from Clark. "Are you okay?"
Damien nodded.
"Uncle Lex!" Jason cried. He squirmed his hand out of Dominic's grasp and ran across the room to fling himself on Lex. "Hi!"
"Hey, little guy." Lex hugged him, wincing as his hand came protectively over Lara. "Remember we talked about you doing that, kid?"
Jason's eyes widened. "I forgot! I'm sorry, Uncle Lex. I cross my heart not to do it again." He puckered his lips.
Lex bent down and accepted the kisses of apology from Jason. Then he bestowed a kiss of his own before straightening. "It's okay, Jason."
But, of course, Jason wasn't done. He grasped the hem of Lex's shirt in both hands and shoved it up to almost the middle of his chest. "I'm sorry, Lara," Jason said to the bump on Lex's abdomen. "I didn't mean to almost hurt you. I promise to be careful." He kissed the bump gently. "I drawed you a picture. I'll go get it. Hang on." He kissed Lex's side again, then dropped Lex's shirt. "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy! Can I have my picture? I wanna show Uncle Lex and Laura."
Dominic caught Jason as the boy leapt into his arms. "I'm sorry," he said, holding Jason tight.
Lex imagined Dominic's pallor was only slightly less pale than his own.
Silence reigned in the room. All eyes were on him.
Clark cleared his throat. Put his arm protectively around Lex's shoulders. "Well, everyone. Surprise." He reached his free hand across Lex's stomach to stroke Lara. "We're going to have a baby."
Lois dropped something she was holding. When Lex looked, he saw it was a hairpin.
He heard it hit the floor.
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Date: 2006-06-29 11:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-29 07:04 pm (UTC)So glad you liked it. Thanks for the feedback. :)
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Date: 2006-06-29 01:47 pm (UTC)Lex having a sexual identity crises now that he is pregnant with his "alien tumor-baby" (lol)instead of when he discovered he is gay, is perfect.
Right now, he felt so way beyond nelly, he was practically Reese Witherspoon in that lawyer movie.
Oh, the mental pictures this creates. Wouldn't it be funny to see Lionel's face if Lex tried to settle some argument in the boardroom with those cup game she was always used.
"I'm sure Jason would be happy to throw on a dress, if it'll make you happy. You know how much that boy loves his cross dressing."
Which Jason? ;-)
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Date: 2006-06-29 07:06 pm (UTC)It was definitely the easy way out. :)
Lex having a sexual identity crises now that he is pregnant with his "alien tumor-baby" (lol)instead of when he discovered he is gay, is perfect.
Thanks. It sorta just occured while I was writing, how hard it had to be beyond the concern for the baby and the weight. And I love dealing with issues, so here's another one. :)
Which Jason? ;-)
Oh, God, I can't even believe I didn't realize little Jason and Jason Teague had the same name. *headdesk* I meant Jason Teague there, becuase I do love Jense Ackles in eyeliner. :)
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Date: 2006-06-29 11:04 pm (UTC)Great part!
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Date: 2006-06-29 11:55 pm (UTC)no subject
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