[By the time Blitzø portaled himself to Stolas’ room, the giant owl had stopped his nervous pacing and was sitting on the edge of his massive bed. There was no hiding that he was sporting the same appearance from the last time they where together. Even though that the prince managed to collect himself, somewhat- his crossed leg was bouncing, there was still a tense look on the goetia's face. The moment to laid eyes on the imp, Stolas bolted up off the bed.]
G-good evening, Darling. Thank you for coming on such short notice. Please come in. You might want to sit down.
My what? [Cue some confused blinking at the imp until it clicked, eyes fluttering.] No no no! That's not it. I'm quite comfortable in my own body. I've been stuck like this since our last rendezvous.
[Stolas took a moment to collect his thoughts, playing nervously with the long feathers that framed his face. Oh dear... here we go. What would be the imp's reaction to all this? Moving to stand in front of him, Stolas huffed a long sigh.]
After you left, I couldn't figure out why I wasn't able to return to my original form. I must have tried that spell a dozen times, but noting I did worked. It recently came to my attention on to the reason that is.... Uh... You see... [Stolas' eyes darted to the floor, tapping his talons together.] I didn't realize when I performed the spell the extent of how it would change my body. So when I changed my sex it did more than alter my outward appearance. Blitz.... I'm gravid.
[As emphasizes he adjusted his robes in a way to display the small protruding bump that was growing in his belly.]
Wait. Fuck. The royalty thing. I'm not supposed to be in the picture at all. I d-don't-- I guess I can... if I can't be around... I guess that's... fuck, I don't want to abandon them--
[Oh, how his heart completely breaks at that idea. What an interesting example of Blitzø spiraling in real time!]
[Blitzø sent the owl on a roller-coaster ride of emotions as he rattled off. First Stolas felt relief at the imp's initial reaction. But then... but then... the downward tailspin was having caused the smile on his face to fade. Woah woah woah! Slow down! As Blitzø stopped his ranting the goetia gently reaches out to cup his face on both sides, trying to ground him as he tilted his head up to look him in the eyes.]
Easy, Darling. Not for a second did I entertain the idea of you not being this baby's father. You think I give two flying fucks what the other Royals think? I want you... I-I mean if you want to.
[R...relief..... he gets to see his baby. Their baby. Holy fuck he's gonna be an adoptive dad AND a bio dad. Holy fuck. His head is SPINNING.
Gently, he goes to touch that bump, curious if the shell's already hard and can even be felt-- but he pauses, looking up at Stolas as if asking permission.]
I want to be here. I really, really want to be here.
[Stolas met that imp's gaze with a tender look, pulling his talons away from Blitzø's cheeks to take his out stretched hand to guide it the rest of the way to his belly. There was a firm softness to the to the mound. Something was definitely living and growing inside him.]
I still have a few more weeks until I'm ready to lay but... There's still a slim chance the egg might not be fertile. I mean, it hasn't happened yet but I would hate to get your hopes up. All this is... uncharted territory. There has never been a hybrid imp-goetia before. [The owl paused to flash him a playful smirk.] But we could always... try again. Getting me pregnant on the first attempt is rather impressive~
[He doesn't want to think about how many times it took him and Stella to have Via...]
[Blitzø swears his brain just broke. Cracked like an egg and now is a big runny mess. Why's he so happy?? He is very, very careful about not pressing too roughly.]
H-hey, call me when this is happening, okay? Having a baby sounds scary to do by yourself. The clients that go into labor in my office are always losing their shit.
O-oh... well, it could be as early as next week. Or it could be as much as two weeks. It's not an exact science.
[There was a slight hesitation as a thought occurred to him.]
You know... if you're worried, you could always stay here? I-I mean only if you want to. Temporarily! N-not that I wouldn't mind if you decided to stay longer. Of course Loona could come too! The palace was so many rooms and it's just so empty without people. And uh... You would have your own room down the hall. Unless you wanted to stay in mine which is also an option. I don't want you to feel like you have to be with me if you don't want to. There's also the baby's room I need to setup and-
[Oh Satan, shut him the Hell up! Why was his beak still flapping? Someone stop him. Underneath the imp's hand, he could feel the bird trembling with nervous scared? energy as he continued to word vomit all over him.]
Of course Darling. Let me know as soon as you do. I can prepare rooms for you two.
[Oh holy shit, Blitzø was kinda sorta maybe moving in~ Temporarily. But! He was coming to stay for X amount of time! It was like something out of his wildest dreams and he could help but to tear up a bit. The imp's gentle pets felt nice over his smooth belly feathers and he was about to put his hand over his when it suddenly hit him. Shit.]
Oh no... I haven't told Via yet. You were the first one I told. How do I tell her??
[Stolas tries to take a deep calming breath. He was desperately trying not to think all... 'Via, your father got knocked up by Blitz from one of their crazy kinky sex nights cause he tried out a new spell he found in a book from Lust. And surprise! You're going to be a big sister!' No... no... Simple was the way to go.]
You're right, I should just be straight with her. Hopefully Via will be over the moon by the news.
[He gave Blitzø a smile.]
I couldn't think of better big sisters to our child than our daughters. First thing first is getting things ready for me to lay. Then we can focus on getting the other preparations finished before the big Hatching Day.
[It made his heart flutter with girlish excitement seeing hoe excited Blitzø was about the baby. He could have sworn that he felt the growing egg twitch at the teasing pokes. Stolas had a good feeling about this egg... but he tried not to let his hopes get too high just yet.]
You know Blitz, I know it's a bit early but there's no harm in thinking up of potential baby names~ Of they aren't used now, it's not like they spoil.
[Oh.... oh no. Stolas feels like a mistake was made. But he didn't want to crush his spirits and he genuinely wanted to be involved in every step of the way.... He needs a little guided help...]
Let's put a pin in that, Darling. But I was picturing names that didn't elude to felonies.
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G-good evening, Darling. Thank you for coming on such short notice. Please come in. You might want to sit down.
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Figured out some shit, huh? Congrats. What're your pronouns, now?
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[Stolas took a moment to collect his thoughts, playing nervously with the long feathers that framed his face. Oh dear... here we go. What would be the imp's reaction to all this? Moving to stand in front of him, Stolas huffed a long sigh.]
After you left, I couldn't figure out why I wasn't able to return to my original form. I must have tried that spell a dozen times, but noting I did worked. It recently came to my attention on to the reason that is.... Uh... You see... [Stolas' eyes darted to the floor, tapping his talons together.] I didn't realize when I performed the spell the extent of how it would change my body. So when I changed my sex it did more than alter my outward appearance. Blitz.... I'm gravid.
[As emphasizes he adjusted his robes in a way to display the small protruding bump that was growing in his belly.]
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[PANIC...]
Fuck. If you don't wanna then I'll take them, okay? Err, shit, it's still your body first, fuck, but if it's raising them then, then I'll take them.
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[Oh, how his heart completely breaks at that idea. What an interesting example of Blitzø spiraling in real time!]
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Easy, Darling. Not for a second did I entertain the idea of you not being this baby's father. You think I give two flying fucks what the other Royals think? I want you... I-I mean if you want to.
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Gently, he goes to touch that bump, curious if the shell's already hard and can even be felt-- but he pauses, looking up at Stolas as if asking permission.]
I want to be here. I really, really want to be here.
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[Stolas met that imp's gaze with a tender look, pulling his talons away from Blitzø's cheeks to take his out stretched hand to guide it the rest of the way to his belly. There was a firm softness to the to the mound. Something was definitely living and growing inside him.]
I still have a few more weeks until I'm ready to lay but... There's still a slim chance the egg might not be fertile. I mean, it hasn't happened yet but I would hate to get your hopes up. All this is... uncharted territory. There has never been a hybrid imp-goetia before. [The owl paused to flash him a playful smirk.] But we could always... try again. Getting me pregnant on the first attempt is rather impressive~
[He doesn't want to think about how many times it took him and Stella to have Via...]
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[Blitzø swears his brain just broke. Cracked like an egg and now is a big runny mess. Why's he so happy?? He is very, very careful about not pressing too roughly.]
H-hey, call me when this is happening, okay? Having a baby sounds scary to do by yourself. The clients that go into labor in my office are always losing their shit.
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[Well, that number was a bit of an exaggeration but hopefully he got the point.]
For the hatching? Well that's quite a bit ways off. After I lay the egg needs to be incubated for nearly a month.
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[There was a slight hesitation as a thought occurred to him.]
You know... if you're worried, you could always stay here? I-I mean only if you want to. Temporarily! N-not that I wouldn't mind if you decided to stay longer. Of course Loona could come too! The palace was so many rooms and it's just so empty without people. And uh... You would have your own room down the hall. Unless you wanted to stay in mine which is also an option. I don't want you to feel like you have to be with me if you don't want to. There's also the baby's room I need to setup and-
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[It's all hitting him all over again...!! ...He will just. In awe. Pet at Stolas' tiny little baby bump.]
Fuck, Loona is gonna be a big sister. Oh man. Oh fuck. I uh. Let me tell her and I'll ask what she thinks??
I. If I'm gonna be around to help out I should be in here, right?
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[Oh holy shit, Blitzø was kinda sorta maybe moving in~ Temporarily. But! He was coming to stay for X amount of time! It was like something out of his wildest dreams and he could help but to tear up a bit. The imp's gentle pets felt nice over his smooth belly feathers and he was about to put his hand over his when it suddenly hit him. Shit.]
Oh no... I haven't told Via yet. You were the first one I told. How do I tell her??
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[SNIFF...]
She's gonna be the BEST big sister. --Tied with Octavia, obviously.
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You're right, I should just be straight with her. Hopefully Via will be over the moon by the news.
[He gave Blitzø a smile.]
I couldn't think of better big sisters to our child than our daughters. First thing first is getting things ready for me to lay. Then we can focus on getting the other preparations finished before the big Hatching Day.
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[Blitzø is poking at the bump, playfully, talking to it...]
And if you're just an empty egg that's fine. We'll make ya happen.
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You know Blitz, I know it's a bit early but there's no harm in thinking up of potential baby names~ Of they aren't used now, it's not like they spoil.
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Let's put a pin in that, Darling. But I was picturing names that didn't elude to felonies.
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[He gives Stolas a few playful pokes in the arms.]
How about Dijon? Riot? Denim?
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