From bablit@aol.com Thu Jun 11 23:08:33 1998 Path: news4.ispnews.com!news11.ispnews.com!news1.ispnews.com!howland.erols.net!news-peer.gip.net!news.gsl.net!gip.net!portc01.blue.aol.com!audrey03.news.aol.com!not-for-mail From: bablit@aol.com (Bablit) Newsgroups: alt.fan.q Subject: Chhildbirth 1/1 P/Q NC-17 Lines: 136 Message-ID: <1998061206083300.CAA01615@ladder03.news.aol.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: ladder03.news.aol.com X-Admin: news@aol.com Date: 12 Jun 1998 06:08:33 GMT Organization: AOL http://www.aol.com Xref: news4.ispnews.com alt.fan.q:1458 Childbirth 1/1 Bast P/Q - NC-17 These 2 hot dudes belong to Paramount etc. Don't sue me....please? I have nothing Feedback to Triadmembr@aol.com ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Dammit Q!!" "What?" "I don't understand what you are getting at!! There isn't anything we can do about it!!" "Why do you say that?" "Well, last time I looked you were a male and so am I!!" Q just grinned and next thing Jean-Luc knew, he was looking at a naked, beautiful, long- legged, big-breasted woman with raven locks and beautiful dark eyes. She continued grinning in the manner of a Cheshire Cat. "Dammit Q!!!!! Why in the hell do you do this to me!! Change back NOW." "Oh, Jean-Luc," she said rubbing up against him "Don't you find me attractive?" He sat down and looked at the naked woman in front of him. She wiggled her smooth ass and touched her breasts. "Like what you see?" "I do not, Q." She pouted at him.....and then came over and sat on his lap. Her nipple poked him in the face. He sat like a statue, not moving, not touching her. He glared up into her face. "Q..." He said warningly. "Oh come on Jean-Luc....let's make a baby." "No." He stood up and let the dark haired beauty fall to the floor with a loud thump. "Ow!! Jean-Luc, that hurt." She stood there, rubbing her butt and glaring at him. Jean-Luc ignored her and stomped into the bedroom. He took off his clothes and climbed into bed. He called "Lights out." He was so pissed he couldn't even think. How dare Q. He lay there in the dark staring up at the ceiling. Q didn't make a damn bit of sense. Things were going along just great and then, out of the blue, Q wants a baby? He rolled over and thumped his pillow. Hard. He flopped back over and sighed. He willed himself to fall asleep, even though he missed his tall handsome mate in his bed. But he'd be damned if he ask him to come to bed. God knows, he's probably in that female form. He woke and felt Q sliding in next to him. Thank God he was in his male form. Q reached over and touched Jean-Luc's shoulder. He leaned close and whispered in Jean-Luc's ear "I love you and am sorry I made you angry." Q sighed. "I....just...." "What, Q?" "I want you to be happy." "I am." "But you wish you were with someone who could have a baby aren't you?" "No I am not. What brought this on?" "I saw how you looked at that family!!" "So? Just because I looked doesn't mean that I want you to be anything else than you are." Q just laid there, looking up into the darkness. "Q." "Hm?" "Do you want a child? Is this what you are trying to tell me?" "I want to be able to give you a child." "Q. I suppose if you wanted to, you could, somehow." "What do you want?" "A child is a big huge responsibility. I have enough responsibility in my life. I feel complete, just being with you." "Oh." Jean-Luc sat up in their bed and looked down at his almost impossible mate. "I will ask you once again, Q. Are you after me to have a baby because you want a baby or because you think I want one?" "Well, I really just thought you wanted a family. I know you think about the family you had in the Nexus and so..." his voice trailed off. "So you are saying you don't want a baby?" "No, not really. Being a female itches." Jean-Luc hid a small smile. "Not to mention the act of giving birth?" "What? I never thought about that part of it!! YUCK." "Well, Q, that's kind of the necessary part of childbirth." "Well, forget it. I'm not going to be split from end to end." Jean-Luc just started laughing. Finally Q grinned, just a little. "Ok, ok Jean-Luc. You win. No more child questions." "And no more female forms, Q. I mean it." "My butt still hurts, Jean-Luc. No need to be that rough." "Want me to kiss it and make it better?"