Thank you @rkcart for creating such a wonderful AU :D! I couldn’t resist doing a thing, hopefully I get the details right! All hail the wonderful creator of this Werewolf AU!
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The love, comfort and safety provided by his pack over the last four years had done little to quell the fear Prompto had felt every day for the past nine months. The fear that one morning he might wake from the beautiful dream and find himself once again chained at the foot of Ardyn’s bed, that the pup he carried was nothing more than the desperate delusions of a broken Omega. Eight years of torture and numerous miscarriages could not be so easily forgotten.
Which was when when Prompto was woken up just after midnight by a painful cramp, he quietly crawled out of the bed without waking any of his mates, a impressive feat when he was the size of a whale, took both his phone and Noctis’ from the bedside table and relocated downstairs.
From the moment they had discovered his pregnancy the pack had been nothing but attentive, ensuring he had everything a pregnant Omega could want. Except for sand he thought bitterly. Gladio was the worst offender, physically dragging him away from anything remotely sandy, literally anything. He’d even gone so far as to throw away his wheat bag when he’d been scenting it too often. Prompto would never forgive him for that, even if Ignis did promptly go out and replace it with a brand new one the following day.
Following the advice provided by Regis and his own pack, Ignis and Gladio had gone about converting one of the relatively empty ‘cupboards’ downstairs into a ‘safe room’ of sorts. (Prompto silently noticed that the room was bigger than any ‘room’ the Omegas in Ardyn’s pack had ever been given.)’ A quiet, warm and comfortable little room for Prompto to escape to when everything became too much. Prompto had silently decided that this was where his pup would be warm, safe from the outside world and most notably away from the midwife his pack and Regis’ had insisted he should see. To be fair to her she was a kind older Omega, one who apparently had seven pups of her own, seven! But despite how kind and gentle she’d been with him he still couldn’t bring himself to fully trust her, and certainly was not going to allow her anywhere near himself or his pup when they were at their most vulnerable. And his little ‘nest’ was the perfect safe haven. With no windows and a newly installed lock courtesy of Gladio, he could hide himself away with the knowledge that no one would be able to get to him unless he wanted them to.
As he reached the bottom of the staircase Prompto put a hand on his lower back and took a deep breath, holding onto the banister as a contraction started up. The pain wasn’t any worse than one of his heat cramps but he knew that wouldn’t last forever, the books Noct had ‘borrowed’ from his father had made that quite clear. When the contraction finally finished he let out the breath and rubbed the side of his bump, he received a harsh kick to the ribs in response. Prompto chuckled softly. So long as his pup was still moving everything was fine. Content in the knowledge his pup was still ok, Prompto strolled into the kitchen to collect a few bottles of water, Ignis had taken to making sure there were always plenty on hand in recent weeks, and as many apples and bananas he could carry. It turned about to be quite a horrific challenge to juggle his spoils and open the door to his nest, but no one could ever accuse Prompto of being a quitter. After what felt like forever he was able to get the door open by some form of hip magic, unfortunately he did have to use his entire body to open the door wide enough, especially as it kept catching on the ridiculous amount of blankets and pillows he’d accumulated.
With a fair amount of difficulty Prompto set his snacks down against the wall and flicked the single light on. Immediately the room was bathed in a warm light and he was immediately set at ease. This was his space. He was safe in this little room, surrounded by the scents of his packmates, he absolutely had not been stealing their clothes. Nope. No sir. They couldn’t prove anything. Stepping further into the room Prompto shut the door behind him and sliding the lock into place. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust his mates, he would put his life and the life of his pup in their hands, it was everything else he feared. There was always the chance that someone from his previous pack would find him, that Ardyn would find him. It was an irrational fear, one he’d desperately tried to overcome through numerous sessions with a lovely Beta from Regis’ pack, yet it was always present in the back of his mind. However, the creation of his nest along with the security of a single door settled those thoughts.
Huffing Prompto tore himself from his thoughts as he settled himself among the blankets. As soon as he was settled in a comfortable position the pup made itself known again, once again lashing out with a hard kick to his ribs.
“Please stop” He muttered softly, all too aware that he needed to keep his voice down lest he attract the attention of his mates. “Let mama sleep for a little bit.” Thankfully the flurry of kicks stopped allowing him to relax. With a wide yawn he grabbed the nearest scented item, Gladio’s favourite top - Prompto had desperately tried not to snicker when the Alpha had gone searching for it, muttering under his breath the entire time. He buried his head in the soft fabric, inhaling Gladio’s scent as he drifted off. It was going to be a long night.
It’s finally up! Nearly two weeks late...whoops. I’ve been working 12 hour days, 6 days a week atm as well as having to finish my cosplay for my last Con xD It’s done now though and the next chapter will be up quicker than this!
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As the fic contains Mpreg I’m going to whack it under read more, just in case my followers don’t want to read it :)
It was shortly after seven-thirty in the morning and during a particularly strong contraction, that Prompto heard three pairs of footsteps thump around upstairs. From where he knelt in the centre of his nest, chest resting on the largest and fluffiest pillow he could find, Prompto pointedly ignored their calls. They would find him soon enough, his scent would make sure of that. He was more interested in focusing on the contraction and trying to get through it. Thirty-six seconds after the now familiar pain began, it finally ended. Sighing in relief Prompto shuffled around, trying to alleviate some of the pain in his lower back to no avail. With a huff he grabbed his phone and set the timer, continuing to ignore his mates as the footsteps thundered down the stairs and the calls increased in volume.
Three echoes of ‘Prompto?’ followed by a wave of familiar scents suddenly assaulted his senses. Pulling his head away from the pillow he stared at the heavy wooden door separating him from his mates. They obviously knew where he was, he could see the Noct’s shadow as the other Omega tried to peer through the gap between the door and floor. He continued to stare in their general vicinity in silence until Gladio threatened to break the door down.
“‘M fine” He called out, his voice muffled as he turned his head back into the soft fabric of the pillow. He could hear his mates shuffling around on the other side of the door, but his attention was taken away from them by a harsh kick to his spine. Hissing in pain he rubbed his bump. “Come on baby, please stop kicking.” So far he had managed to keep his composure, burying his fear in favour of focusing on safely delivering his pup.
Early in the morning after being woken by his water breaking, he’d broken down. Not quite able to believe that after so long, after so many lost pups, the little one inside him was so close to being safe and most importantly, alive in his arms. That he was finally going to be a parent. It was almost too much for the young Omega, and he so desperately wanted to wake his mates and bury himself safely in Gladio’s arms. But he didn’t. Instead he found the playlist Ignis had helped him create for the labour months earlier, and made himself comfortable as he focused on calming down. He was going to be the bring this pup into the world safely and he was going to be a much better parent than his own, nothing was going to hurt them.
Once again he was forced to speak up when he overheard Noctis start panicking. “I’m fine.” The voices fell silent.
“Prom.” Gladio rumbled in response. Six that voice never failed to make his legs go weak, not that they were particularly strong in that moment. “Open the door please.”
“I’m fine.” He repeated for the third time as he carefully shifted to lay on his side, wedging a pillow between his legs (He’d have to remember to wash it later) and another behind his back. “I can do this.”
“Darling, no one said you cannot. We just want to help.” Prompto would forever be grateful for having Ignis’ calm personality in his life. “How long have you been in there?”
“All night.” Prompto replied, voice barely loud enough to be heard, but heard he was if Gladio’s soft curse was anything to go by.
“C’mon Prom, open the door please.” Noct chimed in. The shadow beneath the door, or lack of one, informed Prompto that his fellow Omega had laid himself down. Whether he was still trying to look in was another thing entirely, it was most likely that Noct had simply gotten lazy and couldn’t be bothered to stay kneeling.
“I can’t. The door’s locked and I don’t want to move. ‘M comfy.” He shot back. It wasn’t a lie, he had made himself quite comfortable and really didn’t want to get up or well...shuffle across the room to open the door for his mates. Still, it was amusing to hear and smell his Alpha’s frustration. Unlike Ardyn, even when Gladio was frustrated there was never any malevolence to it, and if there was it was never directed at him. Initially that frustration had been terrifying, Gladiolus was after all significantly larger than Ardyn could hope to ever be, but after being accepted into the back his size was more comforting than threatening.
“Baby, please open up. I promise that once you’ve opened the door you can lay back down and you won’t have to move again.” Gladio said. Prompto huffed and looked over at his phone, three minutes and twelve seconds. If the last few contractions were anything to go by, he had about two minutes to get to the door and settle down again. With a fair amount of difficulty Prompto was able to shift onto his knees and start crawling towards the door, there was no way he was going to try to stand up if he didn’t have to. He’d tried that once a couple of hours ago and very nearly face-planted into the floor.
It was just as he released the lock that the familiar pain started up once again. Grunting in pain he placed his hands on either side of his bump and hunched over. Closing his eyes he tried to retreat into his head, focusing on breathing through the pain and attempting to time it. He lost track at thirty eight seconds when the pain finally overwhelmed him. As soon as the first cry tore itself from his throat he was bombarded by the comforting scents of his mates, as well as a soft crooning noise that could only be Ignis. He gasped when it finally subsided. That had undoubtedly been the most painful contraction yet.
“Shift away from the door Prom.” Gladio said softly and it was only when a hand touched his back did Prompto realised they had managed to open the door a fraction. Just enough to get their arms through but nothing more. Doing as asked, the labouring Omega shifted slightly and blushed when Noctis wriggled his way in through the larger gap. He’d completely forgotten that he was naked. In spite of having spent plenty of heats with his packmates, he was still incredibly self-conscious about the state of his body, more so when the stretch-marks appeared.
“Hey Prom” Noctis whispered with a smile. Slowly and cautiously he approached the blonde until they were within arm’s distance of one another, at which point Prompto gladly collapsed against him. Nuzzling Noctis’ neck and inhaling as scent. Immediately Noctis’ arms were around him as he returned the gesture. “You should’ve woken us up Prom.”
“Sorry” Prompto whimpered, clinging onto him as though he would vanish at any moment.
“You have nothing to apologise for darling.” Raising his head from Noctis’ neck, Prompto was greeted by the sight of Ignis and Gladio, the latter carefully maneuvering himself through the doorway in an attempt to prevent it from swinging open and hitting one of his mates. He couldn’t help but giggle at the sight, a sound which brought a smile to everyone’s faces. Ignis leant over and pressed a kiss to Prompto’s forehead, moving aside a moment later to let Gladiolus do the same.
While the Alpha and Omega lavished the youngest member of their pack with affection, Ignis took stock of the nest. Eyes landing on the damp pile of blankets and abandoned clothing in the corner, accompanied by a few empty bottles and water and an apple core. It was quite obvious what had happened.
“I forgot to time it.” Prom mumbled after a few minutes. The three looked at him in confusion. “I’ve been trying to time the contractions and the space between them. Forgot to do it this time.”
“The contraction lasted forty-three seconds.” Ignis added helpfully with a warm smile. “I began timing it as soon as your scent changed.” With a smile of his own Prompto reached out and took Ignis’ hand. “We’ll time the space between the next two, one missed one isn’t going to cause too much of a problem.” Lifting Prompto’s hand to his mouth he pressed a kiss to the back of it. Prompto pulled a face and placed a hand on his bump, moving away from Noctis slightly to look down.
“Please stop kicking me.” He said softly. Gladiolus tilted his head and shuffled around the pair of Omegas, laying himself flat on the ground so he was eye level with his pup’s current home. Grinning up at Noctis and Prompto he winked.
“Stop kicking you mother pup.” Gladio chided playfully. Prompto made an almost inaudible noise and shifted once again, a sure sign that the pup was quite happily ignoring its parents.
“I blame you for this.” Prompto joked as he relaxed against Noctis once again, dropping his head onto his shoulder. Despite his earlier determination to give birth to his pup alone, it was a relief to be surrounded by his pack, his mates. Behind him Ignis started rummaging through Prompto’s collection of blankets, throwing the damp ones down the hallway and setting the clean ones off to the side.
Noctis watched the Beta over Prompto’s shoulder “What are you doing Specs?” He questioned.
“It may have escaped your attention but this is hardly the most hygienic location for a child to be born.” Ignis started, wrinkling his nose when he discovered three apple cores hidden beneath a pillow. Gladiolus sat himself back up, keeping a hand on Prompto’s thigh. Collecting up the pillows Ignis set them against the far wall, he’d organise them once he had cleaned up the mess. Satisfied that everything was in a more manageable state, he turned to his three mates. “Gladio, Noctis, why don’t you take Prompto upstairs and get him in the bath while I finish up here.” The blonde Omega looked back over his shoulder with a raised eyebrow. “You’re thighs are covered with various fluids darling, and a warm bath will help with the aches and pains.”
Prompto had completely forgotten that he was entirely naked from the waist down, and how disgusting his legs were. A bath was a really good idea. Aw crap. He was pretty much sat in Noct’s lap, almost certainly covering him in said birthing fluids. Not to mention Gladio had been lying on the floor beside him. He blushed brightly and ducked his head, burying his head in Noctis’ shoulder.
“Don’t be embarrassed Prom.” Gladio said, noticing the way his Omega tried to hide his face from them. “We’ve been covered in worse.” Noctis snorted, playfully swatting at the Alpha while Prompto whined and tried to shrink in on himself. With a groan Gladio climbed to his feet, nudging a few pillows out of his way. “C’mon babe, let’s get you upstairs and cleaned up.”
It took both Ignis and Gladiolus to get Prompto onto his feet, though they had to pause mid-way to allow him to breathe when his back twinged in pain. When he was finally on his feet Prompto took a deep breath and stretched his arms above his head, after spending so many hours on his knees and in various positions laying down, it was almost a relief to be standing once again.
“Oh, ow.” His hands desperately searched for the nearest body, which just so happened to be Ignis. Grabbing onto the Beta he bowed his head as another contraction tore through him.
“Easy baby.” Gladio soothed, stepping up behind Prompto and massaging his lower back. “Breathe in time with Iggy.” Rather than attempting to copy his breathing patterns, Prompto elected to take a deep breath and let out a soft moan.
Noctis moved to stand beside his mates, wringing his hands together. He longed to touch them but wasn’t sure if his presence would be welcome when Prompto was in pain. Instead he settled for making comforting noises and whispering words of encouragement.
“Forty-eight seconds.” Ignis stated once it was over. “Noctis would you please reset the timer on Prompto’s phone please?” Happy to do something for his mates, Noctis nodded and collected the phone from where it had been left on the floor, doing as asked. “While you’re upstairs make sure to keep track of the time between them okay?” The older Omega nodded and gave a jaunty salute before ducking beneath Ignis’ arms to pop up between him and Prompto. Startled by Noctis’ sudden appearance and the bright smile on his face, Prompto giggled and leaned in to rub his nose against his.
“Alright you two.” Gladio interjected. “Break it up, we’ve got to get sunshine upstairs and in the bath.” The two Omegas reluctantly parted from one another, allowing Gladiolus to open the door fully. Prompto winced at the sudden harsh sunlight, in all the excitement he’d forgotten it was nearing mid-morning.
Ignis accompanied them to the bottom of the stairs, collecting the previously discarded blankets as he did so. “When you come back down darling, we’ll check how far along you are.” Turning to Prompto he kissed him softly. “Enjoy your bath.” With that Ignis retreated into the kitchen with an armful of blankets and the determination to make the nest as comfortable and clean as possible.
Deciding it would take far too long for Prompto to walk up the staircase, and most likely cause too much discomfort, Gladio crouched down and very gently scooped him up into his arms. He squeaked in surprise, wrapping his arms around his Alpha’s neck and grinned at Noctis as they started up the stairs. It was going to be a long day but he could do it, he could bring his pup safely into the world.
