Heyyyyyy!!! Whoa, thank you so mch for all the reviews, I was a bit stunned that still so many people are reading it XD So I had to write another chapter of course ;)
I hope you enjoy it and possible OOCness might be blamed on too much coffee and cigarettes *scratches imaginative 5 o´clock shadow*
Many many thanks again go to my wonderful Chephren for the fantastic beta job!
7th month
Sephiroth went back into the house to have a shower, washing away all the dust and splinters. He had made a crib for the baby, a tiny, cute little piece of light wood that would fit perfectly into the bedroom. A few months prior discovering the fact of him having a natural talent for Do It Yourself might have highly disturbed him, since his powers shouldn´t be wasted on such trivial, domestic chores. He was a destroyer, a fighter, a killer; not a houseman. Now however the creation of these things filled him with a bubbling, irrational pride and giddiness that he couldn´t really rationalize, even if he tried to – which he didn´t, really. This was all for the greater good, the greatest challenge and battle; he didn´t need petty rationalizations! This was for their baby. (Still, one part of him that couldn´t quite be persuaded into joining the happy frenzy of the rest of fatherly pride had secretly stored away the little mobile he had made at a time of leisure – he wasn´t quite ready to share this with the world yet…)
While the lacquer on the crib was drying in the warm afternoon sun, Sephiroth let cool water splash onto his dusty body, closing his eyes and letting his thoughts drift. Kadaj and Loz were out, so the house was quiet for once. Blissfully silent it was and the birds chirped outside on the flowery meadow and old oak trees surrounding the house, drowned out by the gushing of the shower. As he was done, the great former general dried his long silvery mane with a towel and then expertly wrapped the soft, moist cloth around his hips where it hung lowly, the rest of his body still glistening with small droplets rolling down his perfect marble skin. He rather liked the cool blanket of air chilling the water away…
Leaving a wet path behind him, Sephiroth went down into their simple kitchen again, the hard muscles of his six pack moving ever so smoothly as he grabbed the pot for a cup of cold, black coffee. His gaze drifted out the uncovered window as he leaned against the counter, smelling the salty odour of their earlier lunch. Spaghetti. With Chocolate Syrup.
Slightly shaking his head, he took another sip. He wasn´t sure how much longer he could take this pregnancy diet (disturbingly enough, Kadaj and Loz didn´t seem to mind their strange menu, just shovelling whatever Yazoo placed on the table into their greedy mouths.) His belly felt as if someone had punched a hole in it, since he fed mostly on coffee and apples now, only politely staring at his plate when his pregnant lover sat it down in front of him with an uncaring air. At Sephiroth´s careful inquiries why he couldn´t cook two meals, one for his perverted tastes and something decent for the one winged angel, Yazoo had just nonchalantly shrugged and advised him to cook it himself with a slightly mean smirk.
If Sephiroth´s 'cooking' hadn´t been far worse than what Yazoo was producing on the stove, that might have been an option… But Sephiroth was a soldier, a tough guy, and so every once in a while he sneaked out to plunder Angeal´s fridge in a secret mission of life and death. After all Sephiroth became insufferable when he was hungry and it was his graciousness that made him spare his family from his nasty moods.
Finishing his bitter coffee, Sephiroth sat the dirty cup aside and went to the living room, finding his lover asleep on the couch, silver hair spilling over the soft cushions, one arm draped over his closed eyes to blank out the golden afternoon light that spilled through the window. His breathing was deep, even, features softened, as he snuggled into the comfortable curve of the sofa´s armrest.
Crouching beside Yazoo, Sephiroth carefully reached for the red woollen blanket that had slipped down to gently pull it back over an uncovered belly that carried his seed, their baby…(hopefully Alexander)…
Yazoo slightly stirred at the touch, giving a soft moan and curling his fingers around the cushion.
(Pop)
Startled, the former general let go of the soft cloth, eyes narrowing as he stared at the already remarkably swollen belly. Had he just…
Hesitantly reaching out, the silver haired man placed long fingers on the t-shirt covered tummy, feeling the fabric under his palm, the warm, constant pounding of Yazoo´s calm heartbeat and…
(Pop)
Sephiroth almost fell back as his hand was met with a tiny, weak thrust from underneath. Needing a moment to recover, he leaned forward, ever so delicately pulling up the t-shirt from his lover´s belly and placing his ear against the warm, smooth skin, listening intently. And there it was again, the soft kicking from inside, making the great general´s jaw slacken in profound wonder. A strange feeling was welling up inside him, as if his heart had turned into prickling champagne.
"What´s going on?"
The sleep slurred, throaty voice of Yazoo was dismissed with a blink, and instead his hand was taken. Yazoo was quite a bit surprised to wake up and find Sephiroth on his belly, eyes round like saucers and shining with an unusual bright light, mouth hanging slightly open in amazement. It was a lovely sight, it wasn´t often that Sephiroth let himself be caught unguarded (maybe except for in their bedroom), but Yazoo didn´t have time to cherish it, because something was bumping against his flat hand. Feeling the little thing inside him kick again, he met the results outside, through the thin tissue of his belly that separated and connected them at the same time.
"It´s the baby," Sephiroth informed him in an almost reverent voice, his fingers tightly curled around Yazoo´s hand that he was still holding against the younger man´s round belly, wanting him to feel it, to share this wonderfully important moment.
"It is." Yazoo unnecessarily affirmed, a warm smile crossing his features at the proud awe that blossomed on his lover´s face. His other hand sneaked up to push a silver strand out of the one winged angel's face, letting it slide over a bare, cool back. Only now did Yazoo notice the half naked form crouched next to the sofa, the little droplets of water sparkling beautifully in rainbow colours in the orange afternoon light. Something inside the young man flinched and his smile became slightly predatory, his eyes hungry and hooded. How extraordinarily sexy Sephiroth was…
Leaning down, with only slight difficulty due to his extended belly, his thumb stroked back over a high cheekbone, and he captured perfect lips in a sweet, tender kiss that was reciprocated just as gently.
With a satisfied purr, Yazoo´s tongue slipped out, prodding to be let inside the warm, moist cavern that was Sephiroth´s delicious mouth, and he was easily granted access. Grabbing the man´s face more boldly now, since the heat inside him was growing, making his loins nervous and excited, the young remnant pulled the general closer, his eager fingers searching for an exposed, hard nipple. Gods, it had been so long since Yazoo had felt anything remotely close to sexual desire! It certainly wasn´t Sephiroth´s fault (well, only indirectly, for it was partly his fault that Yazoo was pregnant), he was gorgeous as ever, all sex and beauty wrapped up into one mindblowing, taut bundle. But Yazoo was busy being sick and pregnant, and he didn´t feel particular sexy with that ball stretching under his white skin, even though Sephiroth said so otherwise (with his arms wrapped around Yazoo from behind, carefully, lovingly stroking over the belly that cultivated his seed into a tiny, rosy little creature), and the fiery looks he threw Yazoo were rather convincing too. Still, he was very understanding and incredibly patient whenever Yazoo crashed his attempts on pouncing on him and just quietly retreated into the bathroom.
Now however, Yazoo was pretty horny and very ready to go, inwardly sighing with relief. As the general came up, pressing his crotch and the large organ against Yazoo´s leg, the younger leaned back a bit, making place for Sephiroth on the couch so they could have their little workout session. Good thing that Loz and Kadaj were away…
Sephiroth, on the other hand, withdrew from the kiss, a bit startled, brows knitted together.
"What´s wrong?" Yazoo asked softly, trying to hide his impatience at the interruption, tilting his head. His cheeks blossomed with a faint, pinkish colour and he licked his already wet lips, rubbing his legs a bit for some friction.
"Nothing," the former general said, offhandedly, but he didn´t look like it. Yazoo didn´t care.
"Good. Let´s get started then," he unceremoniously ordered, about to pull Sephiroth closer again, but the man caught his wrist, holding it away from him, and exclaimed, scandalized,
"Yazoo! You can´t be serious, not with the baby awake!"
The lovely remnant´s expression melted into a blank mask. "…What?"
Sephiroth lifted a wry eyebrow, all confident and matter-of-factly glanced at Yazoo´s belly, repeating, "We can´t have sex now, with the baby awake. It could become mentally disturbed."
Yazoo blinked, once, twice, his disbelieving eyes flickering down to the bulge where the baby was still softly kicking and his erection was craving for some attention.
"Actually, right now the only one you are mentally disturbing is me."
At the frustration and the ice sparkling in Yazoo´s narrow eyes, Sephiroth abandoned his slightly haughty stance in favor for a lenient, placating smile as he leaned forward to place a kiss on Yazoo´s forehead. There was no arguing with the young man when he got childish and sulky like that, Sephiroth knew all too well, but he was unwaveringly certain that it was for the best. He had to remain the adult here, be hard on himself and his lover, even though his groin screamed furiously at him to stop this bull and pin Yazoo into the sofa to fuck him raw! 3 months with only his left hand was wearing down even on the greatest general of all time. "We can go to the bedroom when the baby sleeps, hm?"
"Hmpf." Yazoo sat rigid on the couch, waiting for Sephiroth to finish his display of affection, then pulling back the blanket and sitting up, dryly and only with the slightest hint of viciousness informing the frowning one winged angel,
"The baby won´t sleep. Not for two more months anyway."
The crestfallen look on Sephiroth´s face made him almost feel pity. But only almost. Yazoo was sexually frustrated and in a bad mood, and his lover still showed no attempts on redeeming his silly opinion, so Yazoo just turned around and marched away.
"Wait, where are you going?" Sephiroth had gotten up, the towel threatening to slip from his narrow hips, which Yazoo wouldn´t have minded.
Rolling his head back over his shoulder, arching a thin brow, the pregnant man replied, "Masturbating. While the baby is awake."
"You wouldn´t dare!" the former general gasped, paling.
"Watch me," the remnant retorted sweetly with a sardonic wink, knowing exactly how to push the man´s buttons and feeling only slightly bad for doing it (but there was no helping it when Seph was being difficult, was there?) and went up the stairs.
Sephiroth stood in the living room, indignant, his eyes following the swaying hips of his lover. Chewing his lower lip, arms folded over his chest, eyes dangerously narrowed. What was the point in being abstinent when Yazoo was spoiling it anyway?
Growling in frustration, Sephiroth pulled the towel from his hips and threw it over the sofa, following Yazoo into the shower again for some much needed smexing.
Tbc
Review replies, yay!!!!! *\(^__^)/*
Uezukun: Thank you very much! I don´t know if I write the best fanfics (personally I highly doubt that), but I am glad you like them! It took me a bit to put out the next chapter, but I hope you enjoy it as well^^
Aeriths-Rain: Yes, lucky baby XD It won´t get a too weird name, I hope, I always feel a bit sorry for people with very strange names XD Glad you like it!
Divanora: Hahaha, poor Seph´d get the one or other heart attack! I hope he wouldn´t take it out on the planet... Happy you like it and thank you for reviewing^^
natzilla: Hm, I have the next chapter where the baby finally comes half written, I hope I can finish it soon, so no worries: the baby will be born. I have two different endings in my head, and I must remind myself that this is the FLUFFY fic... *sigh*Attila is a cute name indeed! We´ll see, there´s still time to decide... XD Nah, I´m sure he didn´t sleep, he just blinked ;)
BlackDomina71: Hahaha, that´d teach him indeed XD But this is a fluffy fic, we can´t have him die from a heart attack XD On the other hand however, he is already dead.... We´ll see XD
Soyna: Yes, I like Alex too! It´s also still a quite modern name, despite being ancient. I am not sure that it´d sooth poor Seph if I told him about the testosterone, he might end up crying in a corner XD But thanks for the advice :)
Lenko: Aww, thank you! *huggles* Okies, the sex of the baby will be revealed next chapter XD Ah, I think Sephiroth actually already feels rather fatherly (to a point where it even gets a bit unnerving XD). Hm, Sephiroth is a former General, he is used to telling people what to do, but Yazoo is not that much bothered about it, because he can be quite manipulative and in the end he gets what he wants anyway ;) Mostly, at least XD
IA1979: Yes, I was quite surprised, actually XD Yepp, Seph´s choice of names was a bit idealistic, he chose great war lords, such as himself, but we´ll see who has the last word ;) I´ll keep my fingers crossed!!!!! Well, I have a name for each gender I like very much: Vincent and Victoria. I could not use 'Vincent' in this however, because there is already one Vincent in the FFVII world XD And I found so many strange names... *shakes head* Yahahaha, Bernhard´d be totally hilarious! This name always reminds me of dogs... Seph´s strange views were actually inspired by a former partner of mine, he was set on that strange idea that his first child´d be a boy -.- Yazoo has his own agenda, he won´t waste time on argueing with Seph now XD The baby´s not there yet, so he just keeps up with his antics ;) Seph fainting at the delivery... sounds very tempting *evil grin* I´ll see what I can do ;)
Many thanks again! Hm... you want another chapter now?