Ben 10 Porn Story: 100 Moments in Time – Chapter 9

Ben 10 Porn Story: 100 Moments in Time – Chapter 9

Authors Notes: I apologize for the long wait on this. I started this a few days ago because I had the whole thing planned out. However, the words wouldnt flow. I couldnt communicate my ideas and every time I tried to write, I ended up having a staring match with a blank screen. When the words did come, there was something off about them. Im still not entirely certain of this, but there are parts that I like. After I finally got it to be acceptable, had bugs that didn’t allow me to post. I would’ve uploaded it this morning, but I was busy all day until now. Well, at least you finally get it!

This is just a random idea that came to mind. Because I didnt want to make an OC child for Gwen and Kevin, I just have Devlin there. Gwens his biological mother in this timeline. While I kept his appearance the same for the most part, I did change his eye color to give him some physical characteristic that comes from Gwen. However, his hair and skin are still the same.

Disclaimer: I dont own Ben 10, never will. I also dont own the quote at the beginning.

Any man can be a father. It takes someone special to be a dad.

~Unknown

46. Family

Are you sure you handle this? Youve never stayed home alone with Devlin before. Gwen looked closely at her husband.

Her concern didnt stem from worry about whether or not Kevin would make a good parent. She knew that he was nervous around Devlin. After having a terrible step-father while growing up, he always wanted to try to be the best father possible. This sudden reassurance that he could take care of Devlin for a few hours so she could have the day to do whatever she wanted was sudden and startling.

Itll be easy. After all, hes only a 4 year-old. How hard can he be?

It had been a long time since Kevin had watched Devlin alone (usually Gwen or Ben was there). The last time had been back when Devlin could barely talk. Truthfully, as the kid grew, Kevin had mixed feelings about this parenthood stuff. What if he messed up? What if he turned into a terrible father? What if he forgot that Devlin was allergic to strawberries and gave the kid a strawberry smoothie? His life had been full of what-ifs as Devlin matured and that was why Gwen had not had a free day in a long time.

Finally Kevin had pushed those feelings away and decided that he needed to give Gwen a break. If something bad happened while he was watching Devlin alone, then something bad happened. If everything went well, then Gwen could get out more and Kevin would feel self-satisfaction.

Okay, but if you need anything call me. Kevin nodded his head and waved to her as she walked towards the door. Have him in bed by 8. A few seconds later, Gwen turned around and added, Dont give him sweets before bed and if hes having trouble falling asleep

Read him a story. Yeah, yeah, I know all that. Kevin rolled his eyes. You can go now. He gestured at the half-open door that Gwen had paused at.

She smiled at him before replying, Have a good time with him.

I will. Kevin smiled though his smile was less sure than Gwens. Bye. The door shut with a click.

Small footsteps crept up on Kevin. He turned around and saw his 4 year-old son standing there. He resembled Kevin in almost every way except for his eyes. They were a bright green, similar to Gwens.

Is Mommy going to be gone all-day? Devlin asked, looking up at his dad.

Kevin nodded his head. Yeah, its just me and you today. The words sounded rather odd to him. When was the last time he had said something like that to his son? Had he even ever said that to his son?

Okay Daddy. Devlin smiled. Can we go the park?

Why not? Kevin said with a shrug. The park was a safe place to take kids, wasnt it? Kevin was fairly sure it was as long as the kid remained smart enough to not take stuff from strangers. Gwen had drilled the lesson into Devlins head before and it wouldnt be hard to beat up anyone who tried anything suspicious towards his son.

Yay! Devlin cheered. He sat down and looked expectantly up at Kevin. Kevin blinked at him, wondering what the kid was doing. Devlin giggled at his fathers puzzled expression before pointing at his shoes. Can you help me tie them?

Oh sure. Mentally Kevin scolded himself on not realizing that Devlin was still a kid who needed help tying his shoes. He leaned down and quickly laced up Devlins sneakers.

Devlin watched in awe as his Daddy tied his shoes. When adults did it, it looked so simple. However, Devlin had learned that it was not as easy as they made it look. He had tried to tie his shoes a few times and all of his attempts had ended in pathetic failures.

Can you teach me how to tie my shoes, Daddy? Devlin looked up, his emerald eyes shining hopefully.

Well Kevin paused, wondering how to explain such a fundamental lesson. Sitting down, he untied one of Devlins shoes. Okay, so you take these two laces and you put them in an X. Then you put one around like this and pull. Make two loops and tie those two together like this. And youve got a perfectly tied shoe. In slow-motion, Kevin demonstrated each step of the art known as shoe-tying.

I want to try. Devlin tugged at his laces a few times to untie them. Instantly he began to slowly repeat the steps of shoe-tying. The loops of his tied sneakers were huge and it looked rather ridiculous, but Devlin was pleased nonetheless. He smiled widely. Thanks Daddy.

No problem. If you need any more lessons, just come to me. I know just about everything you need to know to get through life. Kevin patted Devlins head before standing up. Lets get going to the park.

Devlin nodded his head and ran out the door. Kevin walked after him and the two proceeded to Bellwoods park. The park consisted of a playground, trails for joggers or bikers, and a large open field. A few families were picnicking and there was some kids playing soccer.

Devlins attention was on the large play structure. There was a slide, swings, a jungle gym, monkey bars, lots of sand; everything a kid could ever want to have hours of fun. He ran off towards the swings first. Kevin got ready to slump down on to a bench when Devlins voice stopped him.

Daddy! Daddy! Can you push me? Devlin sat on a swing, his legs swinging wildly as he tried to get his swing to move.

Kevin sighed and walked up behind Devlin. Im only going to push for a little while. Then youll have to do the work yourself, okay? Devlin agreed with his decision.

Kevin began to push the boy. Squeals of joy came from Devlin as he rose higher and higher. It was stunning how such a simple invention could keep a kid so entertained. Eventually Kevin stopped pushing and stood back to watch Devlin swing back and forth.

Daddy! Do you want to swing? We can see which one of us can get higher. Devlin had turned his head around to observe his father. Please. He added as if the simple word could reinforce his request.

Kevin sighed. He couldnt refuse Devlins innocent request. Fine.

He sat down in the swing. It was actually a lot more comfortable than he had assumed it would be. Kicking forwards Kevin began to swing for the first time in many years. Back before he had married Gwen when the two had been going out, she had convinced him to swing on the swings with her. But that had been in the evening in a mostly deserted park.

This time he was out in the broad daylight. He, Kevin Levin, was swinging! When he thought about it, the notion was ridiculous. It was laughable. In fact, if anyone who knew Kevin well happened to come by, Kevin didnt know what he would do. All he knew was that the person would burst out laughing.

You can do better than that, Daddy! Devlins encouraging voice brought Kevin out of his thoughts.

Kevin glanced at Devlin, who was swinging high and then at himself. The swing was barely rocking back and forth. His son watched him with a pleading expression, causing Kevin to sigh. Did Gwen ever get pulled into swinging against her will? Somehow Kevin had never asked her. Then again, he had always assumed that when she went to the park with Devlin, she sat there on a bench while Devlin had his fun.

You sure you want me to go higher than you? Kevin teased his son as he began to swing his legs back and forth. His swing rose higher.

No one can go higher than me. Devlin laughed cheerfully, ecstatic that his dad was finally starting to take swinging a little more seriously.

Ill show you.

Kevin continued rising with each back and forth motion of his legs. The wind blowing in his face felt pleasant. It made him feel free from life. Adrenaline and thrill filled his body. No wonder kids liked it so much. Kevin had forgotten how much fun swinging can be. He was now at the same level as Devlin and the two swung in tandem.

Jump! Devlin shouted before letting go of his swing. The boy flew a few feet before slamming down into the sand. He turned around eagerly to look at his father. Come on Daddy!

Kevin sighed and let go. He flew a few feet before landing. Clapping drew his attention away from his cheerful son towards the single audience member.

So this is how you spend your weekends? Ben smiled.

Devlin turned around and grinned at Ben. Daddys a great swinger. He said proudly before running off to climb up the jungle gym.

Kevin watched him go before turning to a chuckling Ben. He scowled and growled, Shut it Tennyson.

Were back to a last name basis?! Ben stopped chuckling before adding, If it helps, I think its nice of you to play with your son.

Yeah, yeah. Kevin waved his hand dismissively. He was still embarrassed that Ben had seen him playing around like that. Kevin didnt like it when people thought he was going soft. At least it wasnt Manny. Manny would never have allowed Kevin to forget it.

I guess Gwens having the day off. Did she tell you to do this? Ben asked, motioning Kevin to join him at the bench.

I let her have the day off. Kevin shrugged casually.

Ben stared in amazement at Kevin before nodding his head in acceptance, Well, its about time you spent some father-son bonding time with Devlin.

I suppose. Kevin paused for a few moments before adding, Dont you have something better to do, or are you just here to bug me?

Okay, okay, I can take the hint. Ill leave, so you can get back to playing around. Ben stood up and waved his hand. Bye Kevin. In a gleeful voice, he added, I cant wait to tell the guys at work about this.

Kevin was about to run off after Ben to make sure he kept his mouth shut, but then he recalled that he had to watch Devlin. Ill get you if you tell. He shouted at Bens retreating back before leaning back to watch Devlin play.

Many hours later, Devlin was on the monkey bars and Kevin was bored. There was a woman sitting nearby him with a book in her hands. Kevin sighed, wishing he had brought something to entertain himself with. Not a book like the woman, but something that was actually interesting like a small piece of alien tech to mess around with. He had never realized just how long a kid could spend at the park.

A familiar yell came from the direction of the monkey bars followed by sobs. The woman glanced up from her book, noticed that it wasnt her kid, and averted her eyes back to the book. Kevin, on the other hand, took one glance and instantly ran over to Devlins side.

What happened Devlin? Kevin kneeled by his son, thinking, who puts concrete under monkey bars? as he did so.

I-I-I sl-sliped. Devlins words slurred as he spoke in-between his sobs.

Kevin was close to panicking at this point. Why didnt I bring a damn first-aid kit along? Gwen wouldve brought it with her. However, he kept all that panic inside. Being calm was the first step in emergencies, wasnt it? Sure, Kevin always fell asleep or ditched those emergency drills, but it was a well-known tenet of any emergency.

Where does it hurt? Kevin asked.

Devlin held out his hands. He had been on the monkey bars and had tried swinging over to the next bar. He had slipped and fallen on to his knees and the palms of his hands. Now the skin of his palms was darkened with dirt and the beginnings of bruises. His knees were in far worse condition. They were definitely going to sport similar large bruises by the next day. Some blood trickled down from where the skin had broken.

Ive seen worse. Kevin remarked in what he hoped was a reassuring tone. Come on, well go home and fix you up.

Okay. Devlin stood up after his father, his legs shaking beneath him.

Kevin sighed. It would take a long time to get home if Devlin walked. In fact, from the way he was looking right now, it was likely that Devlin would be shambling along to avoid as much pain as possible while getting home.

Were going to have to go a lot faster than that. Kevin scooped up Devlin in his arms and began walking.

The journey home was a swift one and when they got there, Kevin instantly set Devlin down on the couch.

Thank you Daddy. Devlin murmured, leaning back on the couch.

No problem.

Kevin left the room to fetch the first-aid kit. While he wasnt an expert on healing, he had gotten familiar with the methods due to various injuries sustained over the years of crime-fighting. Gwen had thought him enough, so that he knew how to patch up the simple wounds.

This is going to hurt, but itll make you feel better later, got it? Kevin pulled out some ointment and began applying it to Devlins hands and knees. The boy squirmed and let out muffled pleas to stop, but he didnt try to run off. Kevin considered it a victory.

I didnt know you knew first-aid Daddy. Devlin commented after Kevin had finished patching the boy up.

I know everything important in life, remember? Kevin replied with a small smirk.

Really? Devlins eyes got large as he thought about what everything important implied. It was true that his father knew how to tie shoes. He even knew how to swing well!

Kevin nodded his head at his son before adding, And if I dont something, your mother does.

Devlin considered this before asking, Like cooking? He had never seen his father cook and he wasnt even sure if he could.

I know how to cook the essentials, but your mothers a much better cook. Kevin stood up and began walking towards the kitchen. Speaking of food, she left us some for dinner.

Food! Devlin dashed past Kevin and pulled himself up on to his chair. He smiled eagerly at his father. Can we eat now?

Kevin glanced at the clock. It was 6:00 already. Time had gone by fairly quickly today.

Now is good.

After a heated dinner of spaghetti and meatloaf, they watched some TV together. Soon it was 7:30 and time for Devlin to get to bed.

Bedtime. Kevin announced as the show they had been watching ended.

Cant I stay up later? Devlin whined. He wanted to hang out more with his father. It had been a fun day and he wasnt ready to end it yet.

If you go now, Ill tell you a story. Kevin promised, recalling what Gwen had told him about Devlins love for stories.

Devlin nodded his head and ran off to brush his teeth. Kevin followed after him and waited as the boy quickly brushed his teeth. As he finished, Devlin changed into his pajamas and crawled into his bed. Kevin pulled the covers over him and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Okay, what do you want to hear?

Something that actually happened. Devlin smiled excitedly.

Okay Kevin went over past experiences. He wouldnt tell Devlin about the time when he was a mishmash of alien parts. It wasnt the type of story one wanted to tell his kid. Perhaps a story from the first year he had joined up with Ben and Gwen? Perhaps something with the DNAliens (he hadnt talked about them in a long time)? It couldnt be something too scary or Devlin might have nightmares. Another idea dawned on him. It was perfect length for storytelling.

How about I tell you about the time Ben, your mother, and me had to fight a dragon for the Forever Knights? Devlin nodded his head eagerly.

Kevin began the story describing their initial recruitment by their former enemies, their discovery that the dragon was an intelligent mapmaker, and then their final struggle against the Forever Knights while Ben convinced the dragon to leave peacefully. Devlin listened quietly with large eyes. Finally the story finished.

Can I have another story? Devlin asked hopefully.

Maybe another night. If I dont get you to bed now, your mother will kill me. Kevin stood up.

Okay. Devlin curled up into the blankets and smiled at his dad. I had a lot of fun today. Can you look after me more?

Of course. Kevin nodded his head. He had enjoyed the day just as much as Devlin. Sure, a kid could be tiring at times, but he was a joy nonetheless. Good night, Devlin.

Good night Daddy.

Kevin switched the lights off and walked downstairs. Deciding that he would wait for Gwen, he threw himself on the sofa and began flicking through the channels for something interesting to watch. An hour later, the clicking of the door drew Kevins attention.

Hey. Did you have a good day? Kevin asked Gwen as she came into the living room.

Wonderful. Gwen smiled, turning her head to observe the scene. From the looks of things, Devlin was already in bed and nothing chaotic had happened. You?

It turned out better than I thought it would. I think I should do this more often.

You dont know how relieved that makes me.

What? You thought I would make a terrible father? Kevin feinted hurt. He shook his head. You know you should really have more confidence in me.

Its not that. Gwen sat down beside Kevin, allowing him to take her into his arms. I just wasnt sure if you would want to take care of him after you saw how much work it could be.

Kevin smirked. Well I proved you wrong.

Gwen nodded her head. They lapsed into silence before she spoke again, I heard that you swung with Devlin on the swings.

Ben. Kevin hissed under his breath before saying more loudly, And did he tell anyone else?

He said he would keep it a secret. Just wanted to inform the mother of the child. I think its sweet of you to do that.

I suppose it is. After all, Devlin needs to know that Im the best father he could have.

I didnt mean it like that, but if thats what you want to believe, go ahead.

Its a fact. Go and ask Devlin about it tomorrow.

A/N: Eh Im not so sure about this oneshot. There are parts I like and parts I dont like that much. Im hoping that I didnt mess up the characterization of any of the characters. Since theyre older, they would be more mature but I still tried to capture some of their personality from Alien Force. Anyway, reviews are greatly appreciated. Meanwhile, Im going to go and reward myself with chocolate for finally finishing this.

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