❝ FUCK — WE'RE GOING T' BE PARENTS?!?! well, we already are but, shit, I thought you were experiencin' one of those cum reservoirs. Not actually gettin' FAT.
I mean, sorry, I should of been there for you, babe. If I've known . . . ❞ he trails off, scratching his own nape feeling a little repressed. Not knowing if they were excited over the egg, or having second thoughts about raising it. Given it was a half breed after all. // out of everyone- he's panicking the most rn dkjlsk
Unprompted / Always Accepting || @blitzbuckz
She swallows her tea wrong with his words and hastily sets the cup down, wracked by a series of coughs. Mingled in with her desperate attempt for air is a few bubbles of laughter and soft hoots. A cum reservoir was certainly not on the list of possible ideas she expected anyone to mention or assume, but then again, this was Blitz.
"Relax, take a deep breath." She cups his face and places a peck to the top of his head. "Genuinely, I didn't want the process to be a big fuss. And you're here now. You. . . . do realize we are both already parents, yes?" She laughs gently, knowing this was, however, different. This little star was their design; a product of their shared passion and most intimate moments. Plumage fluffs briefly with the thought, a swell of warmth and fondness overtaking her.