| Author: | Penelope Gaudreau | ISBN: | 1230000158681 |
| Publisher: | Penelope Gaudreau | Publication: | August 8, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Penelope Gaudreau |
| ISBN: | 1230000158681 |
| Publisher: | Penelope Gaudreau |
| Publication: | August 8, 2013 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
(Part 2 of Knocked Up on Heaven's Door) It's been two months since David was accosted by an angel and found himself miraculously pregnant. But now the forces of darkness are after him, and his angel impregnator has to step in to cleanse David's body of the smut of darkness.
EXPLICIT: This 4,000 word story is for mature audiences only, and contains oral sex, come play, rimming and male pregnancy.
EXCERPT:
Taking a deep breath, David closed his eyes and willed himself to calm down. Freaking out wouldn't help anything, no matter that he could feel his pulse beating behind his eyes. The bed was firm under him, and the faint sound of traffic outside was audible through his windows. Those things were real, normal. He clung to them, focusing until his heart started to calm.
Puzzle pieces weren't quite slotting together, though. "The thing—in my nightmare, the thing attacking me said that the world is ending. Is it?"
Silence.
David opened his eyes.
The angel was still standing in the exact same place, lips pursed in thought like an English second-language speaker trying to translate a difficult concept. Patiently, David waited. On his bedside table, the digital clock flicked over to the next minute.
Finally, the angel shook his head helplessly, hands flexing on the hilt of his sword. "Both. Neither."
There was a pause while David waited for more information. Then he sighed when it became clear more wasn't coming. "Very helpful." He was going to have to do research. More research. The past two months he'd been content to deal with the biological, but it looked like the spiritual aspect of the pregnancy was going to be even worse. Ringing in the start of the apocalypse wasn't exactly how he wanted to be remembered.
But, before that, there were more immediate questions to be answered. "So what's the plan, then, since I'm apparently in danger from the boogieman?"
"I have been assigned the honor of guarding you and the Light of the World until the danger is past." The angel stepped closer, leaning his sword against the wall. "And you must be cleansed of the smut of darkness."
A very physical memory flashed to the foreground of David's thoughts, reminding him of what it had felt to to be pinned down by those arms and opened up. "Cleansed?"
"Aye."
David's eyes slid down the angel, from broad chest to the thick muscles of his thighs. They settled on the heavy, thick cock nestled at the angel's groin. It was soft this time, but still impressively large. "What do you mean by that?" The was no way it would be what he hoped. No way. A man didn't get that lucky twice in his life.
The bed dipped as the angel planted a knee on its edge, then a hand. He crawled up the bed, plucking the pillow out of David's suddenly loose arm, then pulling down the sheets. "I do think that you may already know."
There was no pretending to hide his growing erection, so David didn't bother trying, leaning back on his elbows as the angel settled over his thighs. "Maybe you should spell it out for me."
(Part 2 of Knocked Up on Heaven's Door) It's been two months since David was accosted by an angel and found himself miraculously pregnant. But now the forces of darkness are after him, and his angel impregnator has to step in to cleanse David's body of the smut of darkness.
EXPLICIT: This 4,000 word story is for mature audiences only, and contains oral sex, come play, rimming and male pregnancy.
EXCERPT:
Taking a deep breath, David closed his eyes and willed himself to calm down. Freaking out wouldn't help anything, no matter that he could feel his pulse beating behind his eyes. The bed was firm under him, and the faint sound of traffic outside was audible through his windows. Those things were real, normal. He clung to them, focusing until his heart started to calm.
Puzzle pieces weren't quite slotting together, though. "The thing—in my nightmare, the thing attacking me said that the world is ending. Is it?"
Silence.
David opened his eyes.
The angel was still standing in the exact same place, lips pursed in thought like an English second-language speaker trying to translate a difficult concept. Patiently, David waited. On his bedside table, the digital clock flicked over to the next minute.
Finally, the angel shook his head helplessly, hands flexing on the hilt of his sword. "Both. Neither."
There was a pause while David waited for more information. Then he sighed when it became clear more wasn't coming. "Very helpful." He was going to have to do research. More research. The past two months he'd been content to deal with the biological, but it looked like the spiritual aspect of the pregnancy was going to be even worse. Ringing in the start of the apocalypse wasn't exactly how he wanted to be remembered.
But, before that, there were more immediate questions to be answered. "So what's the plan, then, since I'm apparently in danger from the boogieman?"
"I have been assigned the honor of guarding you and the Light of the World until the danger is past." The angel stepped closer, leaning his sword against the wall. "And you must be cleansed of the smut of darkness."
A very physical memory flashed to the foreground of David's thoughts, reminding him of what it had felt to to be pinned down by those arms and opened up. "Cleansed?"
"Aye."
David's eyes slid down the angel, from broad chest to the thick muscles of his thighs. They settled on the heavy, thick cock nestled at the angel's groin. It was soft this time, but still impressively large. "What do you mean by that?" The was no way it would be what he hoped. No way. A man didn't get that lucky twice in his life.
The bed dipped as the angel planted a knee on its edge, then a hand. He crawled up the bed, plucking the pillow out of David's suddenly loose arm, then pulling down the sheets. "I do think that you may already know."
There was no pretending to hide his growing erection, so David didn't bother trying, leaning back on his elbows as the angel settled over his thighs. "Maybe you should spell it out for me."
