Kuon:

To be honest, I wanted it to be Uma to break the news at first, too. But then I realized that her bump would be showing a lot till Geralt and he appear, so the surprise would have been gone.

Marmottine:

She just has the worse of luck with the monsters that want to eat her.

Lambert took care of the hot water for their bath while Milli untangled her hair.

Stupid hair.

"You alright Milli?" Lamberts gruff voice asked her.

"Yeah. A bit shaken. One would think I am used by now to get eaten alive- Where did this thing even came from? I don´t believe you have a lot of pregnant women here that had a miscarriage. Do you?" She asked, looking back at Lambert who was filling the wooden basin with steaming water.

"No we don´t. I am sure Eskel and Vesemir are already looking into it. Now come, the bath is ready." He told her and offered his hand to help her step inside.

She pulled the shirt over her head and stepped out of her panties. Accepting Lamberts hand, she saw he had his gaze locked with her face.

Standing in the middle of the tub, she felt her male companion get undressed as well and step behind her. "Come, sit down. I will take a look at your back later. For now, relax." He mumbled against her ear, one of his arms snaked around her waist.

Resting against his strong chest, Milli was reminded of the bath they had taken together in Novigrad.

"You know, I think what the bloodsucker said to me makes sense now. She had told me one mate for the other." She whispered.

"What do you mean?"

"What if I was pregnant there already? She must have sensed it, that's why she was so adamant to kill me. You know, I wouldn't call someone I sleep with a mate- but with this in mind- I am already beginning to show, that means I am at least three months along now." The pregnant woman explained.
"I noticed. Your breasts are growing as well." Milli was sure he was smirking behind her back." I almost lost you then- that bitch deserved so much more for what she did." The Witcher growled and Milli felt his muscles tense.

"Of course, you noticed my tits growing. I can´t believe I got pregnant within the first times having sex with you. " She laughed. "Do you think the swallow potions caused our child harm?"

"I don´t know. It is part me, so it could be immune to them. But we will have to wait and see.", his voice showed he was as worried as Milli was about that.

"You know, I like this. Laying with you in this tub, your hand on my belly.- Damn when did I become such a romantic- It almost feels normal, like a life without monsters that want to kill me."

"Mhm. I know what you mean Milli." He breathed against the skin of her neck, his thumb drawing circles on her lower belly. His hand was gentle, and the woman sunk even deeper against his chest. Lamberts other hand caressed whatever skin he was able to reach and soon a her well known feeling grew between her thighs. She was getting horny.

"What´s wrong?"

"Nothing."

"It is not nothing." He stated.

"My hormones make me horny." She mumbled, a bit embarrassed, though she had heard that sex during pregnancy was ok and that some woman turned into nymphos during their pregnancy.

"Are you?" He asked her a bit surprised but there was no dislike in his words. His hands moved, one down between her legs the other up beneath her breasts; it was like he was waiting for her to tell him to stop, to not go further.

"Lambert, you don´t need to if you don´t want." She mumbled, her breathing already increased only by the placements of his hands.

"Who says I don´t want to. But are you sure it is safe, that it won´t hurt the foetus?" He asked against her skin, his own lust already pressing against her ass.

"Mhm. As much as I know there is no harm in sex during a pregnancy, as long as its not too rough." She mumbled, looking back into his eyes.

"In that case-" Lambert grinned and his lips immediately attacked her neck. His hands moved between her legs and up to play with her breasts.

A moan escaped her lips, when one of his strong fingers brushed over her sensitive clit and others pinched her nipples. Heat gathered between her legs and her breathing and heartbeat increased.

"You like this, don´t you?" Lambert mumbled against her flesh, but only a gurgle escaped her lips.

"What was that?" He chuckled.

"Please stop teasing." Milli hitched, her hands covering Lamberts to cause more friction.

"Lean forward." The man mumbled into her ear and she did as told, her hands were resting on the edge of the basin, her long hair cascading down her spine. A shudder in anticipation went through her body, when she felt Lambert move behind her, his hands resting on her hips and his mouth placing kisses along her spine and neck.

That feels soo good.

"Tell me if you need me to stop." Lambert breathed, the tip of his dick moving though her wet folds.

"Yes. I will." Milli answered with a moan.

Slowly, to not enter too deep, the Witcher pushed inside of her and a jolt of pleasure went through her body. His hands moved to cup her breasts and his toned chest pressed against her back.

It didn´t took long for both to feel their release approach and soon they came undone.

"You alright?" Lambert asked, worry in his voice, fearing he might have gotten to rough.
"I -we are fine. This was- thank you, Lambert." She was still out of breath.

"My pleasure." He chuckled his chest still pressed against her back.

"Come we need to get finished, or the others will come looking if not another Botchling came and killed us."

"Yeah, you are right. Although I don´t want to."

As quickly as possible without stressing, the two adults cleaned themselves and Lambert couldn´t but laugh about her fight with her long hair.

"Stop laughing. This is serious." She groaned. "I don´t know how, but this is almost reaching my ass. It really need to get cut."

"For me it´s funny."

"Just wait. I will braid it and then choke you with it in your sleep."

"We don´t want this do we?" Lambert grinned, already clothed in his pants and playing with a dagger.

Where did he get the- never mind he probably has them hidden everywhere.

"Where do you want me to cut?"

"Right under my shoulder blades please." And within a second, her head felt a lot lighter and the floor was covered in blue and blond hair.

"Better?"

"Better!"

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Around twenty minutes later, they returned into the great hall. Millis, now shorter hair, was braided to a five- strand- braid and she wore one of her dresses.

The smell of grilled meat entered her nose and water began to gather in her mouth.

"One of them must have gone on a hunt and brought back meat. Nice."

"Do you think they will be angry about my outburst? Vesemir is kind of your leader after all." The young woman mumbled, fearing she might have stepped on the old Witchers toes.

"Don't worry. He isn´t one to get mad fast or stay like that. I am more certain he is impressed by your outburst. You stay your ground." He tried to reassure her.

Hope you´re right.

"The family has arrived."

"Nice to see you too Eskel. Is that fresh meat I am smelling?" Milli smiled.

"Yep. Went out to look where that little beast came from. Followed the trail back to the entrance of the Witcher path and shot a doe on the way back. The Botchling must have followed you for at least a week, but I am sure it was definitely more."

"That thing was following us for so long? Why?"

"Maybe it thought you would taste good?" Eskel mused and send her a wink.

"Well thank you, I feel honoured, but you maybe want Lambert´s expertise on that. But seriously, why?" Milli groaned.

"The mutations we get from the trial of grass make our bodies stronger and enables us to use some kind of magic. Maybe the foetus has inherited something of that and the Botchling sensed it." Vesemir piped in. "They feast to become stronger to then attack the family that didn´t want them."

"Good to know. Vesemir, I am sorry about my outburst earlier. I think the situation and those stupid hormones took over again." Milli apologised.

"No need for that. I made assumptions without knowing the facts. That's not how Witcher work. I have to apologise to you and Lambert."

"Apology accepted old man." Lambert grinned.

"I give you old man. Just wait till we have our next spar." Vesemir laughed.

"Can´t wait old man. Now let´s eat, shall we?"

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It had been nearly a month since Milli and Lambert had reached Kaer Morhen and she wasn´t able to hide her growing belly any more.

Lambert, Eskel and Vesemir were training every day for at least three hours, after that one or two of them would check the parameter and gather herbs and wild fruits they might need during winter. Once or twice a week they would go out hunting (one always stayed back with her, most times it was Lambert) for fresh meat they could dry for the cold months, Milli would then make fresh stew with the left-over bones.

She had been able to convince the men to show her how to use their daggers to whittle the stacks antlers.
"Why do you want to whittle the antlers?" Lambert had asked her in disbelieve.
"I am bored, and I saw a few nice beads and pendants and things like this made of bone in the past. By the way, does one of you know how to tan leather or fur? I wanted to try to sew some warmer clothes for the winter, maybe prepare a sleeping bag for the child. Things like that." Milli had explained then.
"No, but we might have a book that has the information you seek. Us Witcher used to need a lot of leather. I can take a look if you want." , Vesemir had entered the conversation.
"Thank you Vesemir. It would be appreciated. And I wanted to ask you the other day, if I may try to start a little garden with vegetables and maybe some herbs for your potions and oils. That must wait till next spring though."
"I don´t mind. Wait here I will see if I can find a book about tanning. I have a plan where I might find one." The old Witcher smiled and left.

Instead of an old book, the old Witcher had found three chests full of old skins and furs, he had forgotten about. She was currently sitting on the floor in front of the fire (of course on one of the fluffy furs) and was sewing at a sleeping bag for her unborn child. Next on her list was a waist coat and lined coat to keep her warm during the approaching winter, as well as some fur slippers for in the keep.

Once in a while did one of the men join her preparing oils, sharpening their weapons or just relaxing at the fire.
One time, she did the mistake to tell Eskel he had a hole in one of his shirts and offered to fix it for him (it had happened on one of the hunts), resulting in her have to fix a dozen pieces of clothing for the men.

Never again, but at least I have something to do.

Her back hurt more every day and her feet began to bother her as well, sleeping had become an adventure in itself: some nights it took her an hour to find a position comfortable enough for her to find sleep and she apologised more than once to Lambert, who shrugged it off. Witcher don´t need much sleep, and he waited for her to find the perfect situation to sleep before sneaking his arms around her just like they did since the first village they had stayed in.

A loud woosh was heard, before a yellow light filled the great hall and something that reminded Milli of a Portal appeared in the centre and a female dressed in all black with black hair exited it.

A portal. Who´s that. Please don´t eat me.

"You must be Milli. Geralt told me about you. Say where is Lambert and the other two?" She greeted the pregnant woman.

"Ehm. Nice to meet you as well, I think. But I would feel better to at least know the name of the person I will tell where the Witchers are. Nothing against you though." Milli answered unsure.

"Yennefer of Vengerberg. I am friends with Geralt and know the others. Now hurry up we don´t have much time."

Stop bitching how about that?

"One moment, I need to get up first." The pregnant woman said and put the fur aside to get up, until then it had hidden her grown belly.
"You are pregnant." Yennefer stated with a risen eyebrow and surprised voice.
"That I am. That´s the reason why I am not as fast as usual. And why the men keep me mostly inside. ´it's too dangerous for you to walk around alone outside. Especially with your record.´" Milli quoted Lambert. Though she knew he had only said that because he was worried about their child´s wellbeing.

"I think they near the broken wall, Vesemir is trying to repair the keep to a certain degree." Milli mumbled, slowly walking towards the entrance. The other woman´s gaze returning to her belly every other second.

Just ask already.

"LAMBERT! ESKEL! VESEMIR!" Milli shouted as loud as she could the moment the two women were outside. A chorus of "over here." Answered her and they walked into that direction.

"What is it Milli. Are you not feeling well? Do you need help with something?" Lambert asked without turning around.

"Nothing. Yennefer needs to talk to you. And because I have no idea if she would eat me, because everything that crosses my path apparently wants to, I brought her to you." She stated, and the three men turned around.

"Yen." They greeted and Lambert sighted.

"We need to lift a curse for Geralt as soon as he returns here in about a weeks' time. Lambert, Eskel I need you to gather me a ingrediencies. Vesemir you can help me with my communication."

Never heard of please and thank you? Bitch.

"I need to get this finished, but maybe Milli will help you."

"As long as I don´t need to carry heavy things, why not?" the pregnant woman answered with a shrug.

"Then let's go. I will be staying in the guest room as always." The raven-haired woman said before turning around and disappearing into the keep.

"Did she never heard about please and thank you? Gosh. " Milli mumbled.

"She always was like that. Don´t mind her." Vesemir exclaimed before returning back to the wall." You guys have fun."

"Be careful." Whispered Lambert against the top of her head, placing a little kiss there.

"Don´t worry." She smiled back and winked the other man goodbye.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

"First things first. This bed must go." She heard the other woman grumble. "Let´s throw it out of the window."

"That would be a shame." Milli mumbled.

"You can have it. I don´t want to see it anymore." Yennefer stated with a growl.

"Only problem I can´t lift it and I am not even sure it fits through the door."

With a wink of her gloved hand, the bed had disappeared through another portal.

"You are not of this world." The sorceress stated after a few minutes of walking in circles inside the guest room.

Huh? How does she know that?

"Ehm, yeah. How do you know that?"

"There is magic around you that isn´t of this world. Say are you a witch?" Yennefer asked with a raised eyebrow, staring her right into her green eyes.

"Nope. Though I was brought here with the help on magic." The blue haired woman answered with an unsure look on her face.

"That explains how you can be pregnant with a Witchers child."

"Excuse me? What do you mean?" Milli was confused.

"Witcher are unable to impregnate a woman of this world. The trial of grass mutates them but they doesn´t make them infertile."

"Hold on, so you mean they could spend life to a child with another Witcher."

"Probably. It never happened before because there are no female Witchers. But you seem to be close enough to that."

Does that mean I am a born Witcher? What is going on?

"Didn´t want to believe Geralt when he said that Lambert got domesticated. You did a good job with the others too. They all seem to like you." Yennefer told her, placing some mechanism, Mills pregnancy was forgotten.

"Its nice here. I really like it." The young woman smiled, her eyes wandering over the area the window opened to.

"Mhm. I think I am ready for now. Come we will go back to the others, maybe the boys were able to gather what I need. It is a bit to off the grid for my liking."

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The nights were a lot more comfortable sleeping in the new bed. It was soft and clean and more than once did she wonder why the woman wanted to get rid of it.

"I can´t wait for this little bugger to get born. I am already to big to sleep in a bed." Milli groaned, trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in.

"That goodness we Witcher don´t need to sleep as much as normal humans, or otherwise I would die of lack of sleep.", Lambert mumbled behind her, his voice tired from the nightly sparring match with Eskel and Vesemir.

"I could bind a barrel in front of you and let you find a position to sleep in.", she whined, turning around jet again. "And it would be a full one! And you are not allowed to drink it."

"Can I help you somehow?" He whispered into her ear, one of his hands resting on her hips.

"Yeah- no- I don´t know- maybe. This thing is always in my way. Maybe- can you sleep on your back?"

"I can sleep in almost any position. What are you planning?" Lambert breathed into her ear, getting into position.

"I want to try a new position- "She rolled with her eyes, when she heard him chuckle."- to sleep in."

Slowly she turned around (What wasn´t very easy regarding her belly) and draped her right leg over his leg, left arm carrying her weight while she used her right hand to position his arm where her head will be laying.

Satisfied, she led her placed her head on Lamberts shoulder one arm laying over his stomach and led out a satisfied breath.

This feels about right. Mhm, he smells good, why is he always smelling this good?

"Satisfied, Kitten?" Lambert asked when he felt her cuddling closer and hear her let out a little purr like sound.

"Mhm. Now let's sleep. And I am sorry I keep you awake."

"It´s as much your fault as mine. Now rest, your body need all the strength it can get." Lambert whispered against the top of her head, placing a soft kiss there. Soon she was finally asleep.

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"Good dammit!" Milli hissed, clenching her side and bowing forward, alerting the males.

"What´s wrong? Hit your little toe again?" Eskel chuckled, since her belly covering her feet she hit her little toe almost every day, sometimes even twice.

"No. The baby just decided to aim for my kidneys with the first kick! And let me tell you, the kick was well placed." She groaned, trying to stand up tall again. Though she waited if there would be another kick before walking towards the men.

"It kicked?" Lambert whispered with a little awe in his voice.

"Yeah, and a well-aimed as well. What are you three up to?" Milli asked, taking a stand next to her baby´s father.

"Eskel will go and get some more things of what Yennefer need, Lambert will clear the perimeter near the lake and I will stay here and repair a few other things. What are you going to do Milli?"

"Do you mind if I keep you company?"

"Sure. It can get lonely out here alone." Vesemir smiled.

It was around the early hours of the afternoon, when her scars began to itch.

Why now? What is the reason?

She was musing about the reason, when her ears caught the sounds of hooves hitting on the wooden bridge connecting the path to the keep.

"That can´t be Eskel, can it?" Milli asked the old Witcher who had stopped doing what he did.

"No. The forktales are usually for more up the mountain. Maybe Geralt is back. Stay here, I will take a look."

Don´t want to get eaten alive, you know, but it would be nice to meet Geralt again. Can´t wait to see his face when he sees you little one.

Milli´s hands caressed her bump and a smile crept up her lips. She still couldn´t believe that she was with child.

"Ah, Geralt." She heard Vesemir says.

"Vesemir? Is it save for me to come out? Or does whoever came to visit this lovely old castle wants to eat me?" Milli asked with a smile.

"It just Geralt and a little friend of his. I don´t think he will eat you alive." Came the old man´s answer.

Let´s go.

Slowly and carefully as possible, the young woman tried to sit up from her position (and succeeded after three tries of sitting up) and walked towards where the white haired and the grey haired Witcher met. They were talking between each other, when the young woman came around the corner.

A little deformed humanoid creature was with them, that turned and ran towards her, the second its eyes fell on her.

"UMAAAAAAAAA!"

Yennefer had made her appearance, as well as Geralt and Uma. The future will be interesting!

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