Last update for today. I got so excited to write again that I think I went overboard. Don't forget to leave a review! Thank y'all so much. now onto the fanfic.
Blitzø looked at his employees making note of their completely stunned faces. They looked at each other and then back at their boss.
"Sir. When did you find this out?" Moxxie asked worry clear in his voice, "You could've seriously been injured out there today. You're not only risking yourself, but now your baby as well."
Blitzø looked embarrassed as Moxxie ripped him a new one for putting himself in danger. He looked at Millie who was standing behind her husband. She smiled gently at him and walked towards him putting a hand on his shoulder.
"B, Who's the father? I thought you were always careful during your heat and all." Millie asked looking up at Blitzø.
"Well… You both know how Stolas is letting us borrow his fancy ass book to go topside? There was a reason I was meeting him once every month," Blitzø looked at M&M continuing to explain, "This time I didn't look at my calendar to see what day my heat fell on. It came as a surprise when I was there. So… instead of me being the giving end, it flipped on me really fast."
Blitzø looked between Millie and Moxxie who both looked stunned.
"So, what you're telling us sir, is that STOLAS GOT YOU PREGNANT?!" Moxxie exclaimed not believing the words coming out of Blitzø's mouth. He begun pacing back and forth, "What does this mean for the business? What does this mean for us? Since he was the one allowing you to have it if you, for lack of a better word, defiled him. Does that mean he's gonna take the book back?"
Blitzø waved his hands back and forth in front of his face, "From what I was told no Mox. He's not gonna take the book away from us. We still have to talk tonight about everything else. He said he wants to raise the kid together."
Millie squealed clapping at what Blitzø was saying, "Finally! Maybe this will bring y'all together already."
Both Moxxie and Blitzø looked at her in shock, "Mills. What are you talking about?"
"Oh B! It's obvious that the prince has always had a thing for you. And of course, you for him. You both just make everything SO complicated." Millie said waving Blitzø off matter-of-factly.
Blitzø raised his eyebrow in question, but decided against asking her to explain what she meant. He looked at his phone making note of the time, then looking back at Moxxie and Millie, "You both finish the other two jobs we have for today. I'm checking out after this last one." Blitzø motioned to his bandaged arm and ankle as if to prove a point.
The couple nodded at their boss and proceeded to go talk to Loona about opening the next portal for them.
Blitzø decided to text Stolas, letting him know that he was ready to have a portal opened to the palace. In minutes, Blitzø was staring at a portal in front of him that led directly into Stolas' bedroom. He stepped through seeing Stolas pacing with a book in his hands. He was dressed in more casual clothing wearing a white sweater that fell off his shoulder and some black pants.
Stolas stopped in his tracks looking at Blitzø immediately making note of his injuries. He gasped and knelt down setting the book on his bed as he grabbed Blitzø's arm.
"Are you alright?" Stolas questioned running his fingers along the bandage.
Blitzø rolled his eyes, "Yeah bird brain, It was just a job. A dog attacked me. No need to get your feathers in a twist."
Blitzø immediately regretted his sentence as Stolas looked up at him, grabbing his arm tightly, "Ow Stolas. Let me go." Blitzø tried yanking his arm back, only hurting himself in his efforts.
"Your safety is my concern now. You are carrying our child Blitzø. You can't be so reckless!" Stolas said letting Blitzø's arm go gently. He scooped Blitzø up, setting him on the bed.
Blitzø scowled, "You think I don't know that? I already got yelled at by Moxxie. I don't need to hear it coming from you too Stolas." Blitzø sat on the edge of the bed crossing his legs, "Besides if you forgot," Blitzø pointed at himself, "assassin remember? I can't just not go on contracts. I have a business to run."
Stolas sighed and grabbed a chair from across the room pulling it to be able to sit directly in front of Blitzø. He sets a hand on Blitzø's knee then reaches back for his book, "we should talk about the pregnancy Blitzy."
When the book passed Blitzø's eye level, he saw it was an imp biology book. He crossed his arms looking directly at Stolas, "Yeah. I don't think you're gonna be needing the book. I can pretty much tell you what's going to happen during these shitty six months."
Stolas looked up at Blitzø resting his head on his knuckles motioning for him to continue.
After a few minutes, Blitzø sighed, "To sum things up, six months for imp pregnancies. I don't know if your giant bird genes will affect that at all, but here's hoping I'm not gonna pop out an egg in a few months." Blitzø shivered at the thought.
Stolas nodded as he took in all the information that he was given. He looked at Blitzø sadly, "Stella doesn't reside here at the palace any longer."
Blitzø looked at Stolas shocked, "You actually went through with it? The divorce I mean." Blitzø scooted closer to the edge of the bed looking at Stolas in astonishment.
Stolas nodded, "Yes. It was finalized last month. Which brings my next question. What is our title?"
Blitzø didn't know how to respond, Coparents definitely. Lovers..eh? Boyfriends..? He blushed as the last one came into his mind. He hid his blush behind his hand before Stolas looked up at him from his notebook where he was writing down all the information that Blitzø had been relaying to him.
"How the fuck do I know? I'm just carrying our demon spawn. How about you figure out the fucking titles since you're so smart." Blitzø said this to be able to calm down his blush as he looked sideways at Stolas who in turn was blushing.
"W-well I-I w-would like…" Stolas, who was one of the smartest people that Blitzø knew, apart from himself of course, was stumbling over his words like an idiot. He found it extremely adorable, but obviously wasn't going to reveal that to Stolas.
Stolas sucked in a breath and looked at Blitzø squeezing his eyes shut, "Do you like me Blitzø?" He looked at Blitzø with hope in his eyes.
Blitzø looked confused at Stolas, "Well you aren't the most annoying demon in all 9 rings, so I suppose." He grabbed Stolas' hand gently placing it in his own as he looked up at the owl demon prince.
Stolas smiled at him and caressed Blitzø's cheek with the hand that wasn't intertwined in Blitzø's, "I would like if we became… partners." Stolas had a light pink blush on his cheeks as he confirmed what Blitzø thought all along.
Blitzø looked at their intertwined hands thinking over his answer. He pushed Stolas' hand away that was on his cheek and looked up at the prince. Sadness and distress clearly written all over his face, "Stolas… I just need time. I can't just rush into a relationship with you because I'm carrying your kid," Blitzø watched as Stolas started to pull away from him, but he stopped him by grabbing Stolas' wrist.
"That doesn't mean for one second," Blitzø took a deep breath in and let it out slowly continuing to speak, "that I don't want that for us too." He watched as Stolas looked up at him, surprise clear on his face.
"Stolas, you may be the nerdiest motherfucker that I have ever met, but I wouldn't want you any other way. We just have to take this slowly…okay?"
Stolas nodded grabbing Blitzø's face with both hands. He gingerly kissed Blitzø standing up and sitting on the bed next to him. He pressed on the small of Blitzø's back pulling him closer to his feathered chest.
Blitzø didn't pull away, instead leaning into the kiss smelling the lavendery, soft scent of the prince. Before he knew it they were removing each other's clothing continuing the sultry make-out session. Blitzø stopped Stolas with his palm on his feathered chest smirking at him.
"How about you save it for another day, you cock hungry bird?" Blitzø remarked seeing that he was only in his black dress pants while Stolas had all his clothes still on. Stolas' eyes widened.
"Yes, right." He flopped onto the opposite side of the bed looking at Blitzø who had one hand behind his head and the other resting on his stomach, tracing circles onto the still solid abs that were present. Stolas still couldn't admire Blitzø enough to take in all his rugged handsomeness. Soon he was fast asleep with Blitzø pulled close to his chest.
The days passed by quickly and next thing Blitzø knew another week had passed. His nausea hadn't let up all too much, he had the appetite of a fucking elephant, and he was so. Fucking. Exhausted.
Blitzø groaned resting his head on his desk. It was hurting from his bouts of sickness that morning. Loona knocked on the door and opened it not even attempting to wait for a response from Blitzø.
"God you look like shit." She said placing a cup of soda on the desk in front of him. Blitzø immediately grabbed the cup chugging it down quickly.
"Thanks Loonie cause I fucking feel like shit." Blitzø made finger guns at his daughter along with a clicking sound. Loona rolled her eyes walking out of the office being replaced by Millie and Moxxie.
Mox had two files in his hands and placed them on Blitzø's desk, "Here's the completed contracts for today sir." He looked his boss up and down trying to find anything wrong with him.
Blitzø looked at Moxxie raising an eyebrow, "Mox. Pregnant. Not disabled. You don't have to look at me like I'm going to keel over and die at any moment." Blitzø rolled his eyes standing up. His suit was getting tighter and tighter on him by the day. He looked at his phone seeing a text from Stolas.
'Would you perhaps like to go shopping to pick up some clothes to accommodate your growing figure?'
Blitzø texted back agreeing to go with him after work. Moxxie was still in the office and cleared his throat causing Blitzø to look in his direction.
"You still need something?" Blitzø sat on top of his desk looking at Mox with a questioning look.
Moxxie wrung his hands together looking at Blitzø, "I was just going to ask how it's going with the prince sir. I know you both are trying to find common ground."
Blitzø half smiled at Moxxie, "Everything is going, I guess. We are just taking things slow while I'm, you know, compromised." Blitzø motioned to his slightly distended middle. It looked like he swallowed a softball or something. He jumped down from the desk patting Moxxie hard on the back, knocking the wind out of him, "Come on Moxxie! Let's go get a bit of practice in. Can't lose my touch now."
Blitzø was just about to grab his flintlock pistol when he heard the whoosh of a portal behind him. He groaned, turning to look at Stolas. He was dressed in a dusty blue button up top and some light grey pants stepping through the portal into Blitzø's office.
"Blitzyyy! I'm here to pick you up for our shopping trip!" Stolas looked too excited to just be going shopping.
Blitzø smacked himself in the forehead and walked over to Stolas, "You know you could've asked what time would've worked asshole. I was just about to go practice with M&M."
Stolas clapped his hands together, "Oh! Can I watch? I'll be able to make sure you're being safe." Stolas placed his hand gently on Blitzø's middle which was almost immediately pushed off by Blitzø.
He pulled Stolas down to whisper to him, "Reserve the touchy feely of the kid for when we're alone will ya?" Blitzø was still getting used to the public affection from Stolas making him more cautious.
The whole team, including Stolas, walked down to the basement to train. There were a few training dummies, an automatic fire bulletproof room for dodge training, and just other random scenarios that could possibly happen topside. Blitzø smirked grabbing his duel wielded pistols.
"Let's get fucking started."