Ex-V: I really hope you like it!

Cramped in a small circular booth, in an otherwise empty bar, with Alciel, Suzuno, Lucifer, and Emi, all somewhat drunk, Rika sighed, hanging her head, as she saw Maou stroll in through the front door, spotting them, waving, grinning faintly.

"My lord-!" Alciel looked delighted, in stark contrast to his girlfriend, who seemed apprehensive. "Thank god-"

The King of Hell wandered over to their table, pausing only to pick up a beer from the bar, before carrying it over to them, smiling, with his other hand coolly in his pocket, and Emi looked, poignantly, stiffly, away, faintly red.

Something of an awkward moment passed in silence, as Maou sat, casually, in a seat beside Emilia.

Rika, gritting her teeth, glaring back and forth between the hero and the demon king, was already highly annoyed, and Lucifer looked extremely amused, almost on the edge of his seat, as if waiting for some explosive fireworks display.

"I'm so glad you've arrived, my lord-" Alciel, relieved, drummed his fingers on the table, casting an accusatory glance at Emilia. "I've been forced to tolerate a number of insufferable opinions regarding you and your behavior-"

"I'm shocked." Maou raised an eyebrow, dryly, sarcastically, meeting Emi's eyes, dead on. She huffed, flushed.

Less than three days ago, Emi had admitted to being pregnant; and, despite her stern refusal to acknowledge anyone as the father, everyone knew it was Maou.

Emi, in the drowning midst of comically awkward silence, coughed, as Maou leaned on his elbow, momentarily, slightly aggravated, and glared at her, grinning faintly.

Awkward silence.

"I didn't realize everyone had so much to say." He was not a fan of the silent treatment, especially not when mildly drunk, and, smiling, twitching, just did what came natural to him; he blamed Emi for everything. "Don't all talk at once, take turns-"

"I'm sorry-!" Rika groaned, Face palming, honestly remorseful. "You know, like...You and Emi are a thing now, and It's just…New-"

Emi squeaked, crimson red, protesting vehemently. "A-A 'thing'-?!"

"She's a 'thing' all right-" Maou's eyes narrowed, irritated, smirking. "some kind of living testament to comically bitchy women-"

"I guess he's a 'thing' of some kind-!" Emi hissed, glaring at him, furious. "An egotistical, immature monument to stupidity-!"

Suzuno just shook her head, almost sadly. "You guys think you can keep that act going much longer-?"

Maou hissed, under his breath. For what It was worth, despite the Hero and Satan being in love, this display was far from an act. Emi, blushing furiously, waved her hands, desperately. "It's not an Act! When was it ever an act, this is how we really-!"

Lucifer chuckled, to himself, interrupting her. "Right, yeah…You deserve an Oscar, we get it. No clue how you kept it going so long, but Now that you two are basically married, can I-"

Emi choked, steaming red, slamming her fists on the table, as Maou leaned back in his seat, head tilting back, covering his eyes, dead silent.

"W-We aren't married-!" She squeaked, breathing erratically, and Maou nodded, offhandedly pointing down at her hand, where there was distinctly no wedding or engagement ring.

After all, Emi had stowed the diamond ring carefully away in her purse, she was always reminding herself never to wear it around their friends...For exactly this reason...

Lucifer looked at Maou, amused, for a moment, before raising a disbelieving eye at Emi, bemused. "Wow, Emi…And I thought you were all about class and honor, or purity, or whatever-"

"I-I am! He already-" She squeaked, defending herself, eyes wide, desperately, Flushed, before she interrupted herself with a little, horrified gasp

Maou facepalmed, as Emi whimpered faintly, and Rika chuckled. "What did Maou already do? Propose, Emi?"

"N-nothing-!" Emi yelped, voice tight and high pitched, softly, breathless, blushing violently, entirely unconvincingly. "Nothing, I-I meant…!"

She trailed off, horrified, mortified, weakly, trembling slightly.

"You're doing great, Emi." Maou almost snickered at her, grinning faintly, eyes wide, clearly aggravated. "Dig yourself a little deeper, into Earth's molten core-"

Suzono coughed to suppress a bursting laugh, as Emi screeched, holding her head. "Stop! He…Maou and I aren't…! We aren't together, and...!" She looked around, desperately, helplessly, from face to face, looking for support, but found nothing, as everyone watched her, amused, not believing a word, struggling not to crack up. "He's…He's not...He's not the father-" She lied, lamely, desperately, heart slamming inside her, breathlessly.

A moment of silence; Maou grinned, amazed at how comically poor her lying was, and Emi looked around, hoping for everyone to appear shocked and amazed, but nobody bought it, nobody was buying it for a minute. Everyone tried, as she finished speaking, to hold it together…

The table burst into raucous laughter.

"Oh, that's rich…! Maou's not the father, yeah-" Lucifer cackled, and even Maou shook his head, eyes shut, grinning, twitching faintly, as if almost pitying her.

"W-What-!" Emi squeaked, hapless, crimson red. "It's…It's true-!"

"Sure it is, Emilia." Alciel chuckled, patting the hero on the head, wiping a tear from his eye, desperately trying to keep a straight face, despite what he was saying being patently hilarious. "Of course it's true, you and Maou hate each other."

A moment of silence, as everyone at the table struggled to contain their explosive, hysterical laughter, tears welling up in their eyes.

They failed, and ringing, uncontrolled hysterics filled the room, again, as Emi sat, steam pouring from her face, fuming.

"Right-?!" Rika howled, holding the table for support, shaking, as Suzuno leaned against Lucifer, drunkenly, eyes squeezed tightly shut, holding her belly, giggling, overcome. "They hate each other so much, all night-"

Emi just stared, helplessly, furious, over at Maou, who was grinning, irritated, at her; He shrugged, when she screamed at him with her eyes to do something.

Unclear what you expect from me. Maou offered, into her mind, dryly, grinning, in a closed telepathic loop they shared. You seem pretty determined to bury yourself-

"I just….I just can't get over it-" Rika wheezed, stammering, holding her temple in one hand, laughter still boiling up inside her. "Maou and Emi are lovers-"

Somehow, Emi just lost it, hearing the word 'lovers', and squealed, bright red, heartbeat racing inside her. She tried to deny it, she tried to lie, to make something up, something believable, but she choked, stammering, and only muttered "L-Lovers-" Instead, voice trembling, weakly, tugging her hair, nervously, eyes wide.

A moment's silence, at the table, as everyone just watched her, for a moment, disbelieving, on the verge of maniacal laughter again, as Maou just glared at her, eyes wide, twitching, grinning faintly.

Lucifer cackled, gleefully, and Rika clapped her hands, delighted, laughing. Emi, helpless, looked between them, trying to speak, feeling very small, mouth just opening and closing ineffectively, flushed bright red.

"Whenever you're finished overtly sabotaging yourself, Emilia-" Maou growled at her, grin flickering, faintly, on his face, highly amused, but annoyed.

You can't act. He whispered into her mind, halfway smug, halfway horrified. You can't even act like I didn't knock you up. Promise me you'll never pursue a movie career-

"Oh, shut up-! This is all your fault-!" Emi squealed, out loud, snapping at him, flushed, furiously red, enraged, aggravated, losing it. "You did this! You aren't careful! You ruin people's lives, jackass! I didn't want to love you! Did you ever ask yourself if it was a good idea to fuck the hero-?!"

Emi's voice caught in her throat; a chocking, strangled mewl.

A moment of silence.

She gulped, face heating up, heart slamming in her chest, steam pouring from her ears, as she looked around at the faces of her friends, at the table, all staring at her, wide eyed.

Slowly, grins surrounded her, smug, haughty, taunting, knowing…She wailed, quietly, holding her head…

"Well, she admitted that Maou impregnated her-" Suzuno reasoned, encouragingly, smiling at Emi, who looked, flabbergasted, as if she wanted to blow her brains out. "At least that's something-"

Emi's thoughts swirled, uselessly, swimming about in her mind. For just a second, she lost herself, lost her temper, and now...This?!

"Isn't it so nice that they're finally together-?!" Rika glowed, thrilled, hands folded.

"W-We aren't together-!" Emi yelped, in vain, radiantly red, struggling to lie her way out of a lie. "W-we only slept together, that one time-!"

Maou laughed, hopelessly, covering his eyes, giving in. "Yeah, once a day, that's it-"

"Why would you tell them that-?!" Emi screeched at him, furiously red, heartbeat hammering, kicking him under the table, as their friends burst into hysterics around them. "Why am I having your baby, you can't even keep a story straight-!"

"Yeah, my fault. Your ineffectual whimpering was doing a great job keeping this secret-" Maou grinned, smug. "Besides-"

"Wasn't it because you convinced me that you were ready-?" Maou's eyes narrowed, viciously, smirking, at her, meeting her defiant gaze, and she positively screamed, steam pouring from her face, heartbeat thudding inside her, as Rika and Lucifer howled laughing, pounding their fists into the table. "And wanted to be the mother of my children-?"

"T-This is better than a TV drama-" Lucifer gasped, panting, and Alciel just leaned back, in his chair, smug, watching the affairs unfold, sharing a knowing look with Suzuno.

"I didn't-!" Emi shrieked, radiantly scarlet, waving her hands, desperately, still lying hopelessly. "I meant...Later on, down the line, in a few years-!"

"She's lying." Maou rubbed the bridge of his nose, already all in, grinning wickedly. "She wrote out a calendar, to track her ovulation schedule, and made me follow it-"

"Oh my god-!" Rika choked, hysterical, struggling to breathe, tears pouring down her face. "Emi, you didn't-!"

"N-Nooo-!" Emi squealed, holding her head, heartbeat slamming wildly inside her, furiously red. "That was…! That was just to save time-!"

"My god-" Lucifer wiped a tear from his eye, turning to Suzuno, giggling madly. "Can you imagine Emi sucking his dick, after all the shit they talk at each other-?!"

Emilia choked, on her own breath, outrageously red, as Rika clapped her hands over her mouth, shrieking, overcome by laughing fits.

"I Don't-!" Emilia yelped, horrified, glowing crimson, tugging her hair, looking nervously away, panicked. "I've never done it-!"

"Lying." Maou grinned villainously, eyes flashing, turning slightly away, as she squealed at him, helplessly. "She gives incredible blowjobs-"

Rika was struggling to breathe, struggling to remain upright in her seat, gasping and panting, giggling wildly, leaning heavily on Alciel, thoroughly drunk. "Can you imagine it-?!" She yelped, cackling, hysterical, before attempting to do her best Emi impression, with her voice. As she spoke, Rika made sloppy blowjob motions with her hands and mouth, pretending to lick and suck an invisible dick, in her hands, trying to sound as much like the hero as possible. "Oh, I hate you so much Maou, Fuck you-". She managed, Serviceably imitating Emi's voice and inflection, as she pretended she was the hero, giving Maou a blowjob.

Emi squealed, covering her furiously red face with both hands, steam pouring off her, heartbeat hammering inside her, as the table screamed laughing, and even Alciel was chuckling heartily, as everyone, drunk, couldn't seem to get over the hilarity of the situation.

"Maou, oh yeah, Maou...Gllglg…You're so evil, you're a scumbag, ahhh! Yes, give me your tall, throbbing monument to stupidity-" Rika continued to speak in her best Emilia Impression, still pretending to suck and massage an invisible penis in her hands, leaning drunkenly over Alciel. "You're so stupid, Maou... ahhhh, ahhhllll…mmmm, I Bet you forgot to pay the rent this month, ohhhh, mmmmff…!"

Emi wailed, and Maou was laughing, wildly, villainously, faintly drunk, delighted. "That's exactly it, Rika, That's perfect-"

"That's not it at all-!" Emilia shrieked, forlorn, furiously red.

"How's this, Emi-?" Rika grinned, teasing, in her own voice, before starting to pretend that she was deep throating the invisible penis, reverting back to her Emi's voice impression. "MMmmM, you taste so good Maou, you taste like Evil, I HATE that, Mmmmff, AHHHLLLL, Auu...Glglglglllg…You're so stupid I bet you won't even remember to cum in my throat-"

Emi screeched, choking, flushed red, steaming red, pulling her knees up to her chest, hiding her face in Maou's shirt, as Lucifer nearly asphyxiated from laughter, and Suzuno was doing her best to be ladylike, as she lay, facedown, drunk, on the table, weeping with wracking sobs of hysterical laughter.

Maou just howled laughing, head thrown back, covering his eyes.

Ex-V: Did you like it? Did you have fun? This is one of three ideas for stories I just finished developing, that focus on Emi being Pregnant with Maou's child! It takes place in a different world timeline than "Tell me About Pregnancy"; I wrote the Maou and the Emi in this story to be a little different than they are in "Tell me About Pregnancy", and, of course, In that story, Emi is newly seven months pregnant, and in this story, she's only a few weeks pregnant. I just didn't want anyone to think that this was a prequel to "Tell me About Pregnancy" or something, because of the recurring "Emi is Pregnant" theme! There's also one more "Emi Is Pregnant" story, again, that takes place in a different world timeline, with again another slightly different Maou and another slightly different Emi, and I'll post that as soon as I can! I've been working hard on the next "Storm" chapter, and the next "Sunshine" chapter, which should both go up within a day or so! And I have "Habit" to update, and "Prize" as well! I'm busy as can be :D In any case, please tell me what you think :)

See you in the next chapter!