Elaine Mallory [The Dresden Files] (finessing) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2013-09-28 16:45:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, elaine mallory, harry dresden |
WHO: Elaine Mallory & Harry Dresden
WHAT: Talking about Neena's baby, trying to make one of their own
WHEN: After Neena learns of the complications of her pregnancy
WHERE: their house
WARNINGS: It gets smutty toward the end
Harry sighed as he turned from the computer and toward Elaine. “Hey baby? How’re you doing?” Cora was out now, which meant it was just the two of them for a few hours. And it having been a slow day, all Elaine’s appointments were done as well. Harry was glad to get some time with her.
Some days were crazy, but he did love to hold her close.
“I’m okay,” she said, setting down her book, and opening her arms for a hug. “Mind-boggled, and a little bit worried, but proud, and happy, and...okay.”
Harry nodded. Waking up to discover their kid was telepathic in a possibly permanent way*, and then talking to Cora and Nate and learning just how very deep their feelings went for each other**? With Mister and Mouse both sitting at Nate’s side, somehow lending him a strange legitimacy? It had been an odd few days. He hugged her close as he stepped in, inhaling her scent.
“I love you, and feel pretty much… the same.” He pulled back, then chuckled. “Ready for another worry for the plate?” Somehow, they just accumulated more.
Elaine sighed, but nodded. It never rained but it poured, she was used to that by now. “Talk to me, Harry Dresden,” she said, with a smirk. “Tell me all about it.”
“Neena’s body is trying to reject the baby because of her dreams. She wanted to know if we could help at all. I told her I hadn’t a clue, but I would put my head together with you and see if we could make a clue at all together.” He sighed as he rested his head against hers. “Saving the world can wait. Seems we need to help save the family again.”
“I can call some of the midwives I know, and ask them about herbs to help stop labor and contractions,” she said, “And I can offer some supportive prenatal massage.” Her wheels were already spinning, even as she grounded herself, and started talking through the options as ideas came to mind. “What if we could put some kind of shield around the baby, in utero? Like, magically fortify Neena’s womb? The baby is already centered in its own protective circle. I could guide her, and Thomas, through some meditation…”
It might have sounded like a huge stretch, even to her own ears, if not for the work they had already done with Thomas himself. “I should probably think it through a little more, but it’s a thought.”
“It sounds good. I also thought of… well,. I had an idea back when we were working with Thomas, of creating a veil that his own hunger couldn’t see through, allowing him to touch Neena but the hunger to not know the emotions? Didn’t get very far before we started work on the ceremony. But what about a veil that makes her body think the baby is part of it, not something foreign?”
It was complex, he knew it, but maybe?
Elaine nodded. That also seemed like a good option, if they could figure out how to get either one of them to work. “How would we maintain it? An amulet? Or teaching Thomas to recast the veil every day? There’s a long way left to go before that baby will be ready to survive on its own.”
“Maybe both. Make the amulet to maintain it, but also have Thomas remake one himself, every day, as an added layer. One thing Dream me did right, when he had time to think, was build in redundancies.” Which meant it hadn’t happened often, but still.
"It's probably good to get Thomas involved anyway," Elaine mused, "it gives him and Neena a chance to bond with each other, and the baby. Lets him be the hero." They'd all seen how stressed Thomas could get when all he could do was watch from the sidelines. "I guess we have some experimenting to do, in the meantime."
Harry nodded, listening. “Good idea. You are smart at this.” He smirked. Then he pulled her close and smirked more. “I do like experimenting with you.” Okay, enough serious stuff. He had a beautiful wifely one at his front, and his side, and he was not going to waste that.
Elaine, catching Harry’s look, snuggled up against him with a suggestive smile of her own. She slid her hands up underneath his shirt, and around his back, just flirting with his skin. “Speaking of babies…” she purred, “Are you still wanting to go ahead with that particular experiment?”
She didn’t think he’d changed his mind, but it never hurt to make sure they were on the same page. And besides, it was rather a good segue.
Harry smirked and stroked her hair softly. “I am. With you? I am more than glad to conduct it.” He kissed her softly, and nodded.
Elaine smiled, and slid her hand down, over the front of his pants. “As if I’d let you conduct it with anyone else.” She was under no illusions that he hadn’t had other lovers, while they’d been apart, but now he was all hers. And she was all his.
“Where do you want to try it this time?”
Harry moaned softly, and wiggled against her hand, growing slowly harder. “Theres no one else I would want to do it with.” He smirked as he kissed her slowly. “The new divan in the hall is just the right height, yes? And it’s next to the bathroom entrance, for aftercare…” He grinned.
She smiled back at him, and nodded her head. “I think it might be,” she said, lacing her fingers with his, and stepping in that general direction. “It certainly wouldn’t hurt to try.”
He followed along, smiling, eyes alight, as he started undoing his shirt. “Have I mentioned lately how gorgeous you are?”
“Not in the last five minutes,” she said, smirking as her eyes licked up and down his chest. “But I’m listening.”
Harry smirked back. “You are a very beautiful, very sexy, and very attractive woman, and you make me feel incredible when I am with you. He stroked her face lightly. “You arouse me body, heart, mind and soul, love.” And he kissed her, slow and long.
She kissed him, weaving a tendril of magic for his mind and hers alone, letting him 'hear' her response even as her mouth was full of kisses. I've always felt safe, and exhilarated with you at the same time. You are strong in character and spirit, your arms have never let me down, and your hands have never left me wanting. There was a soft trill, like a silent, delighted laugh, and then she added, Neither has your cock.
He moaned as he kissed her again, shuddering. His magic touched and intertwined with hers, and he smirked. I feel safe with you, able to trust your strength You allow me to let down my guard, and just be me.
Elaine purred softly against his mouth, tugging at his belt, wanting to feel him without any clothing in the way. She loved him, quirks and all, and she loved that he was willing and able to share all of himself with her, and she him. It made everything so much...more.
His hands worked on her clothing, too, and he grinned as he snuggled closer to her. Amazing woman. You give me so much, and make me so much better. When he got her pants and underwear down, his hand found her folds, and stroked, teasing, touching, and feeling her.
She pushed his pants down, and wrapped her hand around him, stroking and squeezing. She loved the way he felt in her hand, between her legs. Loved him. Whether or not they got pregnant any time soon, she loved the way that this ‘experiment’ was bringing them closer together. “I want you so much, magic man.”
“Then you should hop up on or bend over that divan, sexy eyes, and let me give you what you want.” His voice was a groan of need from their touching, and words. And he kissed her again as he slid two fingers inside her, her arousal making it far easier than he had feared.
“Love you.”
“I love you, too.” She inched back, not wanting to move away from his touch, but knowing there was so much more to come if she could just make it to the divan. Just a few more steps.
And he gently lifted her and lay her back along the divan, smirking, and pressing up against her, his hard cock stroking the softness of her folds, making him shiver. “Oh stones, Elaine…” He whimpered and kissed her again as he teased them both, and gently caressed her breasts with his hands.
She rocked against him, growing wetter with the contact, and making his cock slick with her arousal. "I like your stones," she murmured, slipping a hand down between their twined legs to roll his testicles in her palm. "And the sound you make when I do this..." And she stroked the taut skin behind them with her fingertips.
The way she moved and talked and touched him had him panting and moaning her name, whimpering quickly. And her last touch had him give a strangled groan, and a buck forward, the tip lodging into her, just barely, and his teeth gritting at the sudden heat of her. “Argh Yessss.”
And he thrust into her, crying out.
Elaine gave a deep, sensual, almost possessive laugh that was more of a purr. She shifted her hips just so, taking her hand out of the way so that he could thrust--and then he filled her, making her back arch with the sudden, increased pleasure. “Oh, stars, yes!”
“You are so beautiful, so incredible, and you make me… nnnhj.” He groaned as he started moving with a fast and hard beat. Not rough, but very enthusiastic. She was wet and he was ready and he let himself fuck her then, for love, for joy, for lust, and all of it together.
“Nhhnng…” she answered, nipping at his shoulder. She drew her knees up, wrapping on leg around him, and pressing the other against the divan for leverage as she rocked to meet him. She was so ready...so eager to let herself be carried away with him.
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