Hello again it's been a while. I hope you haven't lost interest but life is a cruel mistress so I couldn't post for a while. It's one of those middle of the night posts when I have work in about four hours hahaha. Of course right? I hope this comes out right like it how it fits together in my head, having never been pregnant, I can only offer my perspective on it and hope that it makes sense.

Rockabye by Clean Bandit (Sean Paul and Anne Marie)

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It took a long time.

At least it seemed like a long time.

Such a long time.

I counted the days secretly even when he told me these things take time

How much time?

How long?

I counted ninety four days, long days maybe my exuberance was exasperating to him as I pestered him. It wasn't that I didn't dislike the act itself, I simply wanted it now and every time I wanted it to be the time.

Right?

I could taste it almost.

I don't know how their females manage to get pregnant after just several matings, I understand they are the same species but I didn't understand why I wasn't like them.

My frustration was rubbing off on Xian because he promised me that it would happen I just had to be patience.

Patience is a virtue.

Not right now it isn't, Xian. Not right now.

I watch his sleeping form, so massive and formidable so powerful yet so gentle to me in the act. His chest moves up and down steadily as I lay curled up against him, my eyes running over him.

Honestly he knew more about babies than I did, even though I had been taught about reproduction and what it took to raise a yautja pup, which by the way was more akin to raising a spider monkey than a human baby.

Even though male yautja were considered distant fathers, not helping with the rearing until the pup is of a certain age and male to boot. Females are raised by their mothers and my mind can only wonder at the female yautjas I had seen carrying triplets.

How did they manage?

Could I manage?

Or was what I wanted a very real, very unrealistic idea?

I still had my doubts.

If my body could take the birth, if I could handle a pup and not be a disappointment to Xian and to other females.

I tried to keep this doubts to myself, because I didn't want to worry him and cause him to abort this entire operation.

My eyes drifted to the ceiling and I I counted the triangle shapes that made up the panels. My hand, as not to wake him, slid over my flat stomach and I could feel the divot of my belly button and I wondered what it would be like to be round.

Fat?

Would I get fat?

Yautja liked females with meat on their bones but also with muscle so I don't think I would get fat, not really. Not with the diet I had and the daily exercise, I know he would do everything to make sure it was a healthy pregnancy. As healthy as it could be with a ooman like me.

I was laying on his bed curled when it hit me, his arm around me as he slept and I was up off that bed like a hard meat serpent was after a potential prey item. I barely made it to the bathroom, thank the Goddess for that, my fingers digging into the metal toilet they used.

This was one of three times I had ever thrown up and perhaps the most violent.

I could hear him behand me in an instant, holding my long hair back and expertly braiding it back while I retched.

If I had had a moment I would have thought him cheeky for it but I was busy ejecting my guts into the toilet bowl.

There went my dinner and desert.

I panted and rested my head against the edge of the bowl after I flushed it and I looked at him curiously.

Did yautja females get sick like this?

Or was it just me?

"Am I sick?" I breathlessly asked and he got up, silent, leaving only to come back with his mask and he put it on. He was still for a long moment as he looked at me, I'd never been analyzed like this by him and I felt, for a second, like the prey he so ruthlessly hunted. "Xian?"

"We succeeded." Setting his mask down he wiped my mouth and helped me up to wash out my mouth with water and a disinfectant meant to clean the teeth. Splashing cold water on my face I think I was still in shock as I felt him hug me gently from behind.

"Xian…" I hoped he wasn't jesting, they had a funny sense of human that wasn't so funny sometimes, because if he was I was going to smack him.

"I want to do a full medical examination."

Picking me up I wrapped my arms around his thick neck and tucked my head under his chin as he carried into the medical quarters. I felt hot and cold, shivery and fluttery in my stomach, was he telling the truth?

Well, all ye of little faith.

On my back as he did several tests, blood work and a urine test as well as a few more scans. I was patient enough for this and he finally set me up and held me, nuzzling my forehead and he inhaled my scent.

"What are you doing?"

"You smell different now. Like our pup." He put a hand on my stomach and looked me in the eye with those frosty jade eyes. "We must make an announcement."

I forgot about that.

It was customary for a female to announce her pregnancy to the community and this was the part I was worried about. I didn't want to be shamed for carrying his child because I was ooman.

As if reading my mind he lifted my chin and purred. "I will protect you. I swear."

I smiled and I put a hand on my belly, my fingers curling just over where my womb would be.

You're gonna grow and have a good life, I'm gonna do what I got to do.

I promise.