Odd Love

Chapter 7; Unexpected

     Tom straightened himself up, drying his hands on the towel next to the sink. He admired the clean dishes for a moment before walking over to the couch. Tom had been able to reassure Matt and things had gone relatively smoothly for another three weeks. Matt was still asleep, curled up in Tom's bed, with a much larger belly bulge than before. It wouldn't be long until it was time to lay them. However, the size of them kept Matt in a state of sickness and abdominal pressure, so Tom was perfectly fine with letting him sleep.

     He turned on the TV, the news station starting to drone on about global warming as his thoughts wandered somewhere else.

      Edd and Tord were at the mall, and any alone time felt like heaven. He sighed, starting to close his eyes. Staying up all night with Matt was tiring, now don't get him wrong, he loved the ginger to death, but caring for him was like trying to kill Tord; exhausting. He sunk deeper into the couch, a content smile working its way onto his face.

     BANG

     Tom shot up immediately, darting his eyes around frantically as he rushed to his room, throwing open the door.

     Matt was on the floor in the fetal position, holding his knees to his chest tightly. Tom exhaled his worry with a smile, bending down to see if Matt was still asleep and had just rolled off, as he seemed to be doing more often. Tom's smile disappeared when he looked at him, seeing Matt's eyes lidded and face a bright flush. Drool seeped out of his twitching lips, breathing harsh and shallow. "..Matt? You good...?" Tom frowned, pressing a hand to Matt's forehead, feeling him burning up. Matt moaned loudly, holding himself tighter.

     His eyes narrowed and nostrils flared as he rolled Matt over, putting a hand on the ginger's belly. Matt winced, then moaned at the slighted bit of pressure and Tom perked up, bristling. It was two weeks early, but the eggs were ready it seemed. He darted off to the living room, bringing back pillows. As he moved, his forms shifted until he was back to his in-between form.

     Tearing the blankets off of his bed, Tom built a soft nest with the pillows as a base. While this was happening, Matt remained curled up on the floor; moaning and whining. Tom whipped his tail from side to side as he stepped back over to Matt, gripping the boy with his monster claws. Tom removed Matt's pants and boy-shorts, rolling him onto his back.

     Tom pried Matt's hands from where they gripped his stomach and he put his own hand there, allowing Matt to hold his arm instead. He groaned, whimpering at Tom.

     "Alright Matty... Take a deep breath okay..." Matt nodded weakly, biting his lip to try and stop the flow of constant moans that escaped. Tom glanced him over one more time before taking a deep breath himself. Then, he started pushing on his stomach. Matt couldn't stop himself from digging crescents into Tom's large arm as he tried to keep quiet. "Push, Matt." Tom said sternly, pressing harder onto his belly bulge, saying words of encouragement in-between breaths. Suddenly, Matt threw his head, back arching up, moans continuing once again. He moved his hands, violently pressing his nails in the floorboard.

     "T-To... Ta... Tom... mmnng..." He moaned, tears welling up in his eyes. Tom lightened up his pushing, wondering if he was doing it too hard. Matt's shaky hand grabbed Tom's, helping him press into his stomach. He was signalling for him to keep going. Tom brought a hand down to Matt's entrance, seeing the top of an egg start to peak out, so he pushed harder on him. He grabbed the egg when it was far enough out, and gingerly placed it in the nest of linen and pillows. Matt's toes curled, face making lewd expressions as he continued to mewl and moan.

      Tom's tail coiled anxiously as he pressed down, reaching and carefully removing another egg to lay it next to the other. Matt cried out, his grip on Tom's arms tightening to a point where it began to bruise. The monster pressed down harder, angling his hand to maneuver them out. Matt whined and bucked his hips, drool dripping from the sides of his mouth as the eggs pressed further against his prostate when they moved.

     "C'mon Matt, not much more now..." Tom mumbled, hand ready to receive the next egg. This one was quite larger than the others. Matt's face was streaked with tears and saliva, his expressions that of ecstasy mingled with agony as Tom pressed down much harder a few times to help him maneuver this one out into his waiting hand. Matt yelled when it exited, his arms jerking back as he held his mouth with his hands.

      He shifted and moved the egg onto the nest, keeping his one hand firmly on Matt's belly. After the large one, the last egg came out with relative ease when compared. Tom laid it on the nest and pet Matt's face, bending down to clean up the ginger. Matt's breathing was rapid and uneven, exhausted and freaking out from the events he just endured. Tom finished up and scooped up the ginger into his arms as he stood, carrying him over to the large nest. Tucking in Matt, Tom curled around him and the eggs.