FIC: 'Parallel Motion' - Epilogue

[thalialunacy2]

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EPILOGUE

Karl’s laugh echoes through the living room as he throws Chris down onto the couch. Chris heaves up, suppressing his own laughter, and nearly lets out a loud guffaw when Karl straddles him and proceeds to grope the shit out of him.

“Jesus, Karl!” he hisses between snatched breaths as he pushes at Karl’s shoulders. Karl doesn’t budge until Chris dials up the strength, and he barely has time to cushion the blow before they’re in a heap on the ground. He has one ear cocked to the baby monitor (Bedazzled, you bet your bottom, by Zach, as a present for his ‘little God-monster’) for sounds from the nursery, but hears nothing... yet. “The baby--”

“Is asleep,” Karl says confidently, slipping his hand under Chris’s ugly-ass sweater and wrapping strong thighs around Chris’s midsection. “Where do you think the term ‘slept like a baby’ came from?”

“Uh... irony? She’s not exactly-- Oomph--”

His deep etymological thoughts are cut off when Karl flips them over and pins him to the carpet.

---

Because they’d had a girl. And that’s alright, really: A month prior, just after the birth but before much-delayed filming of Trek 2 began, Nat and the boys had been out to visit, and Chris had known the second he’d accepted Indy’s solemn handshake that in a few years, he’d be having another sleepless full moon.

And one werewolf offspring is quite enough, thanks.

---

He forgets that, though, once he has Karl naked and sweaty and on all fours in front of him. Their scent is so strong he’s having trouble thinking anything at all beyond wantneedmine, beyond a ceaseless chant of claimclaimclaim...

(He’s made the claim several hundred--thousand--times. But his body wants it desperately, innately, wholly, just the same. Every damn time.)

“So fucking beautiful,” he murmurs against the back of Karl’s neck as he pushes three slick fingers inside him. The chase always gets them both on edge with arousal, and the fact that they haven’t really done anything like it for months makes it even more intense, but he refuses to go in without some sort of prep. “Gonna fuck you hard, like I know you want it.” He takes a bite of Karl’s skin, the skin at the back of his neck. Leaves a mark. Because he can. Karl whimpers, and Chris feels triumphant. “Such shenanigans. Coulda just told me you wanted to.”

Karl growls and pushes back. “Where’s the fun in that?”

Chris feels the tightening around his fingers and loses his already-veering train of thought. He straightens up and enters Karl without any more preamble, fucking into him with a strength that makes them both groan. “Yeah,” Chris says roughly as he pistons in and out, “you like that. Fucking perfect.” He holds onto Karl’s hips so hard there might be bruises tomorrow. If they were anybody else. If they were normal.

But they’re not. And Chris has never been so thankful.

“Take it so well,” Chris mutters as Karl ruts back into him, intent and hot and tight. “Give it well, too.” The sounds of wet slapping skin and heavy breathing fill the room, and Chris knows with the all the tussling around they did that this stage isn’t going to last long.

Which is fine with him.

He drops down as soon as he feels it. Folds himself over Karl and whispers things in his ear as his knot begins to form, as his thrusts begin to shallow out from the resistance against Karl’s rim. “Gonna fill you up, you know. Breed you full up, make them wait even longer to make any more movies. Watch you grow fat and happy again, take care of you when you’re grumpy and huge.”

He doesn’t even know what he’s saying; his knot is full bore inside Karl now and and it’s all instinct, all words tumbling out as they rock together, locked together by this thing.

Locked together by this thing that they are.

---

It hasn’t been perfect.

Juniper’s birth was messy--literally and metaphorically; Chris had never chainsmoked so much in his life--and they are both still adjusting, constantly rearranging things, fitting pieces back together: Karl as a husband and father, but in a new way; Chris as an alpha, but with a partner; them both as working actors trying to live their lives under the radar, having even more to hide now. Sometimes it feels like they’ll never be done adjusting.

So it’s not perfect. It’s fucking hard, actually. But as Chris pushes his hands through the sweat on the skin of the man curled up next to him, making tracks through rough hair and smooth liquids, he knows deep in his gut that there’s no other imperfect thing he’d rather be a part of. And that, like Crunchy Cheetos and Jolly Ranchers, this imperfection is part of his fate. Destiny.

Life.


FIN



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Comments

[littledivinity.livejournal.com]

Oh.
My.
God.

I KNEW THIS WOULD FULFILL ALL OF MY DREAMS, BUT I DIDN'T REALIZE HOW MUCH.

Seriously. I just loved the crap out of this. It was so sweet and warm and sexyfunhottimes. Just. A+. A fucking +.

[opalineegwene.livejournal.com]

wooga-wooga-wooga. Well of course I would read anything you wrote, but oh my goodness, this totally had me grinning even through the worst of the angst. Made my evening!

[pslasher.livejournal.com]

Oh man. Oh man, the cuddling in this pic! CHRIS' NOSE in this pic! The nursery!. I really love that beautiful nursery. I love daddy!Karl, so I'm glad that she chose to depict that. I adore all the art Karneol-vision made for your story. I love the colors, the quotes, the overlapping images that are so evocative. Great job.

And as for the writing, as always I adore your writing Thalia. I love your creative descriptions, your unique outlook on life, your word choices, and most of all your dialog. No one does dialog like you. I had so much fun reading along as you wrote this, thank you. ♥

[illariy.livejournal.com]

Very cool take on a rather unusual story idea! I loved how Chris wrestled with stuff but eventually arrived at a place of happiness, yay. The dialogue from Zach and Chris's mom had me literally howling with laughter sometimes, they're so awesome and direct. XD Thank you so much for sharing this intense and entertaining story. :-)

[peppervl.livejournal.com]

Oh. Wow. This is epic and amazing and I'm in love with it. <3 I'm so glad that I stumbled across it (Trek RPF isn't my usual fandom, though I do love the guys and the movie) and that I gave it a chance.

Great job! <3

[cookiechris80.livejournal.com]

:O

i have to thank you. somehow two years ago i stumbled onto one of your st k/m fics and you hooked me. so thanks for two great years of fanfic for one of my favorite ships.

now. this? i was a little intrigued. the were part turned me off, but i stayed for the mpreg. and i was blown away. this was great. so wonderful. it felt true to form for how i imagine chris, karl and the gang.

*sh...iz sneaking* *flying tackle leap*

[gingifere.livejournal.com]

I AM FINALLY HERE!!! I have literally just spent this morning reading this fic in the same room as my parents who were watching the New Zealand vs France rugby world cup final. I felt so dirty :DDD

Having re-read this, there are so many things that I love about your writing--the relationship between Zach and Chris is just wonderful. Like it's one of those relationships that we all secretly want because they have fun and trust and all that jazz but they also call each other on their bullshit when they need to. IN MY HEAD YOUR ZQ IS TOTALLY CANON OK.

And I actually liked how you didn't include more Nat--whilst personally I'd love to see/hear more about how she feels, in the context of this story it worked best to just focus on Chris and Karl trying to fumble forwards and reorganise their relationship. Plus I love how Karl made Chris work for it and how idk it felt more real? lolol a ridiculous comment to make in an Ubrine werewolf mpreg fic, but whatever!!!!

Basically this has just confirmed for me that you're one of the best writers I've read, and you're certainly way ahead of most RPS fic authors. This was the perfect AU and I'm so honoured you let me be part of your beta team.

♥ ♥ ♥

ALSO ALSO, the artwork is stunning *__*

[amine-eyes.livejournal.com]

OH LOVELY :)))))))))

I love how this ends, it fits perfectly with this wonderful world you built :))))

I've flailed throughout, but just to say - I absolutely loved this hun, your writing is AMAZING :DDDD

[1lostone.livejournal.com]

ALJDASJDLAKSJDLAKJDSLKASJDAKLSDJASLSKDJaLSDJALDJASLDK


I don't even like werewolf stories! They always make me think of Richard from the Anita Blake novels and I kind of want to bite something. But this was .. oh dear lord. It was so funny! AND THE MANGST MADE ME HAPPY!!!

And I totally love that he and Zach together are complete douches.

In conclusion: THANK YOU THIS WAS AMAZING AND I CAN'T WAIT TO READ IT AGAIN!

[suddenlyswept.livejournal.com]

so, this had everything I'm not supposed to like. MPreg (tho i've done it myself), werewolves, and RPF all into one. I just . . . what?

AND THEN I LOVED IT!!!

:: sighs::

I LOVE your ZQ and your Chris, your Chris who makes me fall in love with him and seems a little more real than other versions of him. also, yay to Chris being allowed to top! mostly.

this was a fantastic read, so fun and interesting and engaging and i'm a little sad its over to be honest.

also, love Chris's explanation of how the baby comes out. Hand motions and a vague description near the liver. :D

<333

:: edited for lack of being able to spell::

[blue-jack.livejournal.com]

Oh my gosh, I finally got a chance to read this, and I love, love, love it, bb!!!! Just, Zach is an awesome best friend, and Chris kind of not wanting any of it and trying to be responsible and loving Karl but loving him enough to not mess with his life. And Karl, poor Karl, who had to go through so much and fighting and argh, hurting Chris, but loving him, too. I just love these guys and the way you write them.

[therumjournals.livejournal.com]

I love Chris’s instantaneous vision of life with Karl when they first meet

They must think your frat boy ass is just begging to be shown a good reaming. - I THINK THIS ALL THE TIME

The Man-Stance, Seated Version - YES

“Cho did like to call it ‘manstruating.’” - LOL!

"But this whole thing reeks of destiny instead of happenstance. Fate, if you will.”
“I won’t.”
“Maybe you should.”

This may not come as a surprise, but I really loved the whole Zach-and-Chris interaction throughout this whole fic :-D YAY BUDDIES!

I also have to say, I loved the whole overall structure of the story, not to mention all the werewolf details and the humor throughout this fic. Oh, and JUNIPER! I fucking love that name!

[treksnoopy.livejournal.com]

RL is a bitch and it took me all day to get through this but OMFG this is amazing!

Your Urbine is always so fabulous. And I'm not usually big on werewolf (or vampyre) stories, but the attention to the details and the history and back story you built made this completly intoxicating (and I know a thing or twelve about that!)

Congratulations to you and you incredible artist! This is a triumph!
♥♥♥♥♥♥

[caitri.livejournal.com]

Hee!! I'm not really into RPS usually but suddenlyswept kept insisting to me I HAD to read this and yes--just yes. It was wonderfully done and made me laugh and smile, m'dear. <3

[azraelz-angel.livejournal.com]

I will admit - I wasn't 100% sure about the werewolf angle, but you did such a great job with this story. You handled the werewolf history and actions in a believable fashion. And the buildup between Chris and Karl was fantastic. Zach was adorable and awesome.

Thank you for putting this together and sharing! :)

[withthepilot.livejournal.com]

BABYGIRL. gahhh I read this the other night in bed and then fell asleep and totally forgot that I didn't comment! I MUST FIX THIS GHASTLY ERROR.

Which is to say: omgomgomgomgomgyourstoryyyyy

I love that you were able to go into the supernatural realm and make it a) so damn believable and b) so damn YOU. This is epic Thalia writing and the fact that it involves a lot of lusty, angsty man/wolf pain is just the cherry on top.

Also, that art is cramazing, girl. What a big ol' package of awesome. FAB. Congrats on kicking your first big bang's butt! xoxoxo

[bivouack.livejournal.com]

good god, this was a ton of fun to read. at first I was in it for the premise of werewolves in love, and by the end I was in it for Chris & Karl. which...yeah. as far as love stories go, you win. and your Zach was just devastatingly great. kudos, dude.

[krytella.livejournal.com]

Bucking the comment the trend here by saying that I wasn't reluctant in the least about the fact that this is ST:XI RPF, werewolves, or mpreg. Although I giggled a little at the header because of the combination of RPF and fantasy. You pulled it off excellently, though! I love the worldbuilding around the werewolf subculture, and your unusual solution to the assbaby issue *g*. Excellent and hot!

[verhalten.livejournal.com]

This was perfect. I'm a little too fried from reading it all at once to actually comment intelligently, but ... awesome possum, m'dear.

[ffyrestarr.livejournal.com]

Just read the whole thing lovely sweet story & the artwork is beautiful!

[elucreh.livejournal.com]

So this is adorably weird and weirdly adorable, and I love it a whole lot.

[winter-rogue.livejournal.com]

jkhsdig@! all of the amazing delicious things I love <3 absolutely wonderful!

[elucreh.livejournal.com]

I can't remember whether I ever told you how much I love this? BUT I DO, AGAIN, JUST IN CASE.

[tourdefierce.livejournal.com]

UM. OH GOD. BABE.

This is so, so, so good. Zach and Chris' mom and just AHH. WHAT IS HAPPENING IN THIS FIC THAT DOESN'T PLEASE ME? nooooooothing. Karl is yummy (obviously) but LET'S JUST TALK ABOUT YOUR DIALOGUE. I bounce between being so incredibly jealous of your brain for thinking of such witty, quick and natural dialogue and then just wanting to make out with you all the time because hell yes. HELL YES.

This entire fic is just a BAG FULL of all my dirty, dirty pleasures. I love this fic. I love you. GUHHHHH.