@thepharaohisdead-longlivetheking from here
Uh-oh! Heba knew he would be grounded when he told his mate, but in all honesty, he couldn’t help himself anymore. He had strange cravings for certain foods from his favorite baker, to the point where he would sneak out to have some as a midnight snack. After the first time, the kind elderly couple and their family would leave fresh baked goods on their windowsill for when Heba arrived. He always came around the exact same time every night in his cheetah form, leaving some gold coins as payment for the treats.
Due to his morning sickness leaving him unable to eat much until later in the afternoon, and random mood swings; Heba was afraid to think that he might have gotten pregnant after all. He was able to carry children, but it was nearly impossible to impregnate him. Something that he had always been grateful for when he had been forced on in the past.
Perhaps it was because those men weren’t his darkness. It would make sense, as he was already pregnant after the first time they made love. His heat probably made him even more fertile than normal.
He made apologetic chirping sounds to his mate, nuzzling into Atem’s side.
“I’m sorry, mou hitori no boku...”
Heba begins, showing remorse.
“I was... Worried about how you would react if I told you what might be causing me to sneak out at night. You see, I’ve been having cravings for my favorite baked goods, and the bakers are kind enough to leave some food for me. I always leave some money to repay them, but...I think...”
His tail droops nervously as he looks directly into Atem’s eyes.
“Love, I think... I think I’m... I’m pregnant.”
