✅ Project SETI 3: Eve's Advent

Part XXXIV: Induction

Upon arriving at CV-04, Temet sought out a strategic location to land—somewhere with natural shelter and a moderate air temperature. She found what she was looking for on an island in the middle of a shallow fresh water lake. There was a small beach on its edges, and further inland was a small forest made up of tall trees with large fanning canopies that shaded them from the sun. The days and nights were a little shorter than what the humans were used to, but the environment appeared to be Earth-like enough to be livable. Their next goal would be to scope out the local flora and fauna and try to find something edible to replace their steadily-dwindling military ration supply, and perhaps later on, build a more accommodating place to live. But for now, they stayed on the relative and apparent safety of the island and inside the ship—Nova was due to deliver any day now, and they all agreed that he should birth it before they did anything else. It was to the point where he was overdue, and currently, Gabriel wanted to try to induce labor naturally before he resorted to the pharmaceutical route.

They had set up in one of the stalls of the medbay. The table sat low, and on the outer edges near the foot, the metal restraints had been clicked in place and positioned for Nova's comfort. Because the gurney was too long, they couldn't have it on an incline as they normally would, so instead, several pillows and blankets were piled on to simulate it.

Nova sat down on the edge of the table and swung his legs onto it with a soft grunt. His belly was immense, and it was becoming increasingly painful to carry the Daxut around. Nonetheless, he still found the whole thing intensely sexy, and he found himself constantly stealing glances at his flat but swollen chest and the taut reddened skin on the bump beyond that.

"Heh... you know, it's kinda funny, but... I had a dream almost exactly like this," he gestured to their surroundings.

"Oh yeah?" Gabriel had his back turned as he snapped on a pair of gloves and prepared to hook his patient up to the monitoring implements.

"Mhm... when I was in the pod, they gave me something that made me have this insanely vivid dream... it started with me being put out for an insemination, and feeling everything that went with it, but... then I coded, but I was still awake for it? But before Jarah could start, you busted in wearing a SDC uniform. You had a huge backpack full of medical supplies that you used to resuscitate me, and then, of course, we had sex," he paused to giggle at the next part, "and I wished I was more pregnant, and because dream logic, I did—then you induced labor and we had 'hot labor sex', as dream-you called it."

"Is that so?" Gabriel raised a brow and smiled at him. "I'd prefer not to have to resuscitate you, for the sake of this little guy, of course," he gave his belly an affectionate rub, "but we can definitely have 'hot labor sex'."

"You can still pretend though, can't you?" Nova looked up at him with a jokingly-pleading expression.

Gabriel pointedly placed the palm of his hand in the middle of Nova's sternum. "You want your chest pumped that bad, eh?"

"Hh—yes," Nova was interrupted when he abruptly locked his elbow and pushed into his heart. "Please, daddy."

"Say 'please daddy' again," Gabriel growled through a clearly aroused half-grin.

"Please, daddy... pump my chest."

"Okay then," Gabriel yielded playfully. "Let me just move these pillows for you..."

Gabriel pushed the pillows and blankets that created the incline to the head of the gurney so Nova could lie flat. Just before settling fully into position, Nova pretended to pass out.