ya, i said screw it and just wrote it, if i get peoplz that don't like MPREG than Oh Well…

WhitewolfNeon1, i made a one shot for you, it's called Drowned

and for the record, this sounded much better in my head…

Prologue

Hands roamed my body, sliding effortlessly over sweat-slick skin. My heart pounded, thundering in my ears. Damien moved above me, moving slowly, driving me crazy. I tried to buck my hips, but then something slithered around my waist, keeping them still much to my distaste. I moaned, pulling at the restraints on my wrists as he pulled out agonizingly slow.

"Please!" I begged, opening my eyes to look at him with pleading eyes. Damien merely smirked, leaning down.

"Not until you admit that you were jealous!" He whispered in my ear, sucking softly on my earlobe. I groaned pulling even harder.

"How can I not be?! She was all over you!" I finally growled, closing my eyes in frustration. Only to open them in dismay as he completely stopped, right against my prostate.

"Jeff, I will not even look at anyone else like that. I'll have her removed, though, if you don't like her." He said, leaning back down and nipping at my neck.

I sighed, closing my eyes as he bit, making sure to keep that one mark constantly on my neck. I growled as he still didn't move. "I confessed, now move!" I panted, throwing him a look of frustration.

"I don't know. I think I like having you like this." He said, wiggling his hips, pressing more firmly against my prostate. I groaned, throwing my head back. "But I keep my promises." He pulled back before slamming back in with much more force than before. I moaned tugging softly at the restrains. He, still moving, took the tentacles away, giving me free movement once again. I wrapped my arms firmly around his neck pulling myself up so I was pressing against him as our bodies rocked together. I heard his heavily labored breathing in my ear. I pulled him into a kiss that stole even more of our breath away. I broke, throwing my head back again as he continued to pound mercilessly against me.

Finally, I came, spilling my load in-between our bodies, tightening down on his shaft, moaning out his name. He moaned just as loudly as I had, clamping his jaws on my exposed throat. We collapsed, him pulling out, and laid there trying to catch our breaths.

I rolled over, snuggling into his chest.

TWO WEEKS LATER (/ (_._) \) (\(-_-)/)

I blinked my eyes open. Damien was next to me, breathing heavily in my ear, still asleep. I started to close my eyes when my stomach lurched. I pulled myself out of his arms, and darted to the bathroom. I, in my rush to get out of his arms, woke Damien up and he was up and after me. I was on my knees in front of the toilet, getting sick.

"Babe?" He asked, coming and kneeling down behind me. When I stopped, he wound his arms around my waist, I flushed then leaned against him, my head resting in the crook of his neck. I groaned slightly as my stomach churned, closing my eyes. "What's the matter?" He asked, placing a kiss on my neck. I shook my head in a 'I don't know.' I sat there for a moment before realizing that it was gone. I narrowed my eyes before I pushed off my Damien cushion and pulled myself to my feet.

"Thats weird." I murmured, Damien at my side in an instant. I waited for another moment before grabbing a brush and toothpaste to rinse out my mouth.

"It's gone?" Damien asked, an eyebrow quirked. I nodded. "Huh…" He placed his hands on my hips and waited for me to be done, lost in thought. I spun in his grip, winding my arms around his neck, snuggling into him. I suddenly felt tired again. He smiled and pulled me into the bedroom, curling around each other on the bed.

The next night it happened again, Damien now looking worried. It once again left as soon as it came, leaving me even more confused.

"Oh shit." Damien suddenly gasped. I looked questioningly at him through the mirror. He didn't answer my unspoken question, but when I spun around, he scooped me off my feet, carrying me to the bed and sitting me on his lap. "I think I know whats wrong." He said, grabbing my hand and threading our fingers together.

"What?" I asked as he kissed our now entangled hands.

"I didn't pull out." I looked at him, not understanding. "The night you were jealous. I didn't pull out." He repeated. Then it clicked.

"Oh shit." I gasped silently. He laughed, kissing our entwined fingers again. I didn't say anything else as I digested this new information. I was…..pregnant…

"Babe, are you alright?" Damien asked. I blinked at him, not fully comprehending what he said. "Jeff?" He asked, worry lacing his tone. "Jeff!" He said, shaking me slightly.

A random surge of protectiveness washed through me, the shaking might hurt the child. I waved my hand and started to come back to life. I leaned up and kissed him softly on the cheek. He sighed in relief, pulling me closer.

I closed my eyes, only, once again, having a few hours of sleep. I felt him move, us suddenly laying down, and the blankets forming around us. Damien kept me against his chest, stroking my hair.

THREE MONTHS LATER (i made it that bc they're demons, that the pregnancy goes faster…)

I closed my eyes, as fatigue washed through me. EJ was there, having helped, but he pushed Damien out of the room, much to my displeasure.

I now sat, fighting to stay awake, as I just had twins. A boy and a girl. They both stared up at me with wide eyes. The girl had a weird shade of blue that kinda looked like gray, but then the boy's eyes were gold, with red flecks.

Damien was suddenly there, sliding on the bed next to me, locking his arms around me and kissing my cheek. I glanced up to see Smile Dog pad in and perch himself on the foot of the bed, staring curiously at the twins.

"What's gonna be their names?" He asked, moving to take the girl.

"Angel." I said, looking at the baby in his arms. "You pick the other."

"Jimmy." I yawned suddenly, my eyes closing with the effort to prevent the next oncoming yawn. "You're tired. I'll take them, you sleep." He said, moving Angel into one arm and scooped Jimmy out of my hold with the other. I opened my mouth to complain, but he was already gone. I sighed and laid down, pulling the covers over my body.

NEXT DAY

Damien pulled away, getting up and heading over to the large crib that now laid in our room. He reached down to sooth (I think) Angel, when he suddenly jerked away, pulling back a bloody finger. He then brought the hand back down and held it there before laughing softly.

"They drink blood." He said, scooping up Angel before she could wake her brother.

"What?" I asked.

"She is a vampire. They're not that common, even down here." He answered.

"And how do you know this?" I asked stretching my arms out to take the child from him. As I did, she bit my hand, her tiny little fangs that I never noticed before easily broke my skin and she sucked on the tiny wound greedily. "Oh." Damien chuckled.

"We're gonna be having to go up there several times a week to keep them fed." He joked. I didn't answer, just watched Angel. Her off-blue eyes were now a bright purple. I dislodged her mouth off the small wound and cooed at her as I cuddled her. Damien sighed and kissed my neck, moving my brown hair out of the way. I closed my eyes for a moment, enjoying the affection. One of his hands moved, placing itself on my chest and started to slide down.

"Wait!" I murmured, prying open my eyes. "Angel!" I said, looking down at her, now dozing in my arms. He was gone, along with the child, and was suddenly back, pressing me down on the bed, kissing me more forcefully.

"Three months." He growled against my lips. I purred up at him before his tongue was invading my lips, lapping at mine own before coaxing it into his mouth, where he bit it playfully. I pulled away, breathing heavily as he assaulted my neck, biting down hard enough to break skin. I moaned softly, the quick flash of pain was gone the same moment it came. I felt his hips roll onto mine as I moved my hands along his back, running over the soft scar that resided there. The only thing that could cause a mark to stay was another demon's sword.

"Wait." I realized, panting as I tried to think around his moving hips.

"What?" He growled, slowing his hips only slightly.

I moaned deep in my throat, debating on wether or not to just say fuck it and let him fuck me. But then my mind quickly flashed to the two sleeping, and the pain that was brought to have them. Yep, stopping for a moment. I pulled away, Damien snarling a deep, feral sound when I did. I slid to the canopy, pulled it back to rummage through the nightstand quickly, pulling out a tiny foil packet. I barley had time to fully grasp it in my hand before he was pulling me back, biting even harder on my neck, resuming his grinding.

"Don't ever, EVER, do that again." He snarled, thrusting down harder, lapping at the blood that he'd drawn earlier. "What did you even do?" He asked, moving to kiss along my jaw. I, still holding the small packet, held it up, while gritting my teeth to keep from being too loud. He stopped altogether. "No, I don't like those contraptions!" He hissed.

"Too bad. I'm forcing you to wear it for just a while." I snipped.

"And if I refuse?"

"I won't let you touch me until you do." I smirked at his scowl.

"Fine." He growled, taking it from me, digging his teeth into my jaw for revenge.

We managed to not wake up the twins, but we rarely ever got that lucky afterwards.

As i said, this sounded so much better in my head….

oh, and i re-wrote the prologue for Blessed and Cursed

I'm super paranoid about this, so please review.