Once the sun rose and the morning began the couple would have to awaken to each other, Rago was the first to rise. With dazed red eyes he looked over to see his lover sleeping beside him peacefully, cuddling against his bare chest. Without knowing it a smile lined his lips and he leaned down to brush away the bangs that covered Dynamis' tan face.
He slept so... So cutely, almost like a cat...
Yet, he still feared something...
That power surge that the baby had had... Would it happen again? Or, was it a one time thing?
He didn't know, his father had never said anything about it meaning... They would have to return to Hades for answers.
Rago mentally cursed at that. He didn't want to go back down there, he didn't want Dynamis to go back down there.
Dynamis... Lately he had been acting different. The pregnant man had been sleeping in more and was more rebellious the usual.
Rubbing the sleep from his blood colored eyes Rago reached over and rested his hand on Dynamis' flat belly, he smiled. The black haired male loved this feeling. Knowing that the fact was that this child, this to be living human, was made by his help just...
"... Mgh..."
Blinking the black son looked up to see Dynamis' sleeping face, Rago's smiled widened.
"Why are you so beautiful?" He asked gently creasing a soft tan cheek. "How did you ever find the heart to love someone as horrid as me?"
"Because you were able to love me and, if you could put someone in that black heart of yours then, you deserve to be loved back."
Rago's eyes widened and he stared down at Dynamis' now smiling and awake face, the blackette's jaw dropped. "You were awake!?" Giggling the twenty one year old sat up and leaned against Rago's broad shoulders, snuggling up to him. "No, I just happened to wake up when you started talking but... I did want to hear what you had to say." After saying that Dynamis placed his hands on Rago's shoulder and leaned up to peck the male's cheek, the said male just sat there, completely silent.
"Rago?" The preggy asked waving his hand in front of his lover's face. "Rag-!" Suddenly out of the blue, Dynamis was tackled onto the bed and kissed heatedly. "Rago!" The man yelped as he was pinned down, the lack son chuckled.
"Aww, come on love. Just a little fun? I promise I'll be gentle." Red peered into a blush as a tan face went crimson before it quickly faded and Dynamis' eyes went wide. With the strength of pure steel the pregnant male pushed Rago away and raced for the nearest bathroom.
The black son sighed and rested his head on his arms, it was going to be a long time before he gone some.
Later that day, at around noon, the two were in the kitchen making lunch. Rago glanced over to his lover who was chopping carrots.
He worry about Dynamis, this pregnancy thing... It was really starting to take it's toll on him. The poor guardian was beginning to have strange sleeping habits, major cravings and was more... Grumpy. Another thing that Rago was afraid of was something that one of his books called PMS, it sounded scary.
"Dynamis?" The black son asked placing his hand on the male's shoulder. "Are you alright? You look tired." Dynamis stopped dead, the knife midair.
"I look... Tired?" Rago stiffened slightly at the tone of the pregnant man's voice.
"Well, yes. I'm just worried about you, you looked exhausted. Have you been sleeping at all?" He waited for the others answer, Dynamis sighed and set the knife down on the counter.
"I'm sleeping... Sorta of." He let out another sigh and stepped closer to Rago, letting his head rest against the older man's chest.
"Sort of?" The blackette asked, Dynamis nodded.
"Yeah," The greyette said leaning into the older's strong arms. "I keep trying but nothing works. I'll close my eyes but, when I do..." He trailed off when Rago tightened his grip and kissed his tan forehead.
"We then, we'll just have to use up more of your energy. Won't we?"
lips collided and bodies join as Rago striped his lover's body of all fabrics, he licked his lips in hunger as he looked down at his prey.
Silken tan skin, ocean blue eyes, lush lips, all his.
"R-Rago," Dynamis mewed, a dark blush staining his cheeks. "P-Please be g-gentle..."
The black son chuckled and pinned the greyette again before kissing the preggy's neck, right at the most sensitive place he knew causing Dynamis to moan.
Second, minutes, hours, they didn't care how long they did it. They didn't care if world was being attacked or hell had frozen over.
None of that mattered at the moment.
All that mattered was that they were together, heart, body, soul and mind.
Besides... Who could blame them?