One Month Later...

At this moment in time Dynamis was four months pregnant and surprisingly still kicking. Instead of laying around like most pregnant people would the greyette up and about, practically nonstop movement. One minute he was in the kitchen and in the living room the next, like some sort of machine. Rago on the other hand was given a list of assignments to complete.

Things like watering flowers, folding laundry and other small, everyday things. It wasn't like he hated doing them he just... Didn't like doing them. Sighing the said blackette threw more water onto the thirsty roses, a lacking expression on his face. If he was last thing on his list and, thankfully, he was almost done.

Sighing again Rago stared at the once open mountain side but now, it was covered in a thick mist.

'God! It is so boring here!' The father to be thought as he went to, yet again, fill the stupid watering can. 'How does Dynamis survive?!'

After about five more refills Rago plopped the damned watering can down and went inside, closing the door behind him.

"Dynamis?" He called making his way into the living room. "Are you in here?"

"I'm in here!" He heard his beloved answer from the worship room, a strange place for him to be. Sighing the black son made his way to the prayer area as Dynamis called it. Once he got there he found the greyette gently wiping the dust off Zeus' marble statue, he was standing on top of a chair to reach.

Smirking Rago leaned against the opening of the doorway, his arms crossed over his chest.

"Nice view," He said staring straight at the preggy's backside. "Haven't seen that in a while." A blush spread a crossed the younger's cheeks, he stopped his dusting.

"Really?" He asked with sarcasm. "That's all you could come up with?" Rago shrugged before strolling over to the one he just commented.

"Well it's true," He retaliated as he grew closer, only feet away. "I haven't really seen it in some time now. How long has it been? A month and a haft at least?" Blue eyes rolled themselves as their owner climbed down from the seating and onto the ground, throwing the rag on the chair's back.

"Rago," He said calmly walking over to him. "I'm sorry I can't... Satisfy your hunger for lust but at the moment I can't. It could hurt the child if you're too rough of something of the sort." Rago shrugged.

"But I'm a man? I have my needs."

"And I as well," Dynamis said crossing his arms and glaring up unamused. "But no matter the gender I said no. Rago, I know that things are different now than they were. We just can't go around having sex when ever we like. We have responsibilities now!" Panting slightly the grey haired adult now stood silent, the child of Nemesis just stared.

He wasn't wrong, he did make a point.

Now that they were becoming parents they would have more responsibilities like taking care of a baby and what not.

Giving a defeated sigh Rago leaned down and kissed Dynamis' hair.

"You're right," He said looking straight into the two small pools of the ocean. "I'm sorry I made you angry." With that said the twenty five year old walked away from younger, heading down to hall.

"R-Rago? W-Where are you going?" Looking back pale lips formed a smirk.

"I'm going to go learn how to change a diaper, you finish up here and join me whenever you like." Giggling softly the greyette returned to his cleaning. Smiling he glanced back at the hall Rago had disappeared though. For some reason he couldn't see the child of Nemesis changing diapers by himself.

"Rago!" Dynamis called the other as he hopped down again and went after the blackette. "Wait! I don't think you should-!"

CRASH!

"Fuck!" Sighing the preggy face palmed himself, now he had an even bigger mess to clean up.