mera this has been swimming in my head for ages and i'm sure someone out there might've already thought of this but....lilia helping you to lay the eggs that malleus forced you to carry but he's so patronizingly gentle through the whole process.
👁️ 👁️ omg…………..
He can’t help feeling proud. Malleus has grown so much since he was just a hatchling sneezing fire. <3 and now look, you’re going to be starting a family together and both parents shall be present to raise their young. It’s wonderful.
While he knows Malleus would never hurt you, he can be a touch…impatient when he wants something. Which is why Lilia is here to help you through the long, arduous process. Malleus hovers, watching with an intensity that doesn’t surprise Lilia.
A few soft pillows are placed beneath your rear to support your back. Your legs are in stirrups, revealing your leaking pussy to him. Only Lilia could be trusted to behold such a private, precious side of you. In fact, there are many things he could get away with solely because Malleus favors him so. But he would never do that.
“Look at you,” he coos, smiling softly, reaching to run his hand over your bump. “Are you ready? I’m sure the little ones are just itching to enter the world.”
You shake your head; you’re scared, and rightfully so. Seven eggs. That’s quite a lot. Only a few may survive. What you lack in love, Malleus makes up for with his magic and sheer obsession. That’s enough to sustain them for now, though something tells Lilia you may inevitably soften to the young with time.
When Lilia advises you to push, you have no choice but to do so. Squeezing your eyes shut, forcing all your energy into pushing, gasping for breath… the first egg isn’t even halfway out and you’re already feeling drained. And you have to do this six more times???? But thankfully magic aids in lessening some of the pain. You push and push and the egg crests and, much to your dismay, refuses to come out. And you cry and you curse and you spit all manner of venom at Malleus because he’s to blame. Rather than take offense, knowing you speak only out of pain and suffering, he takes hold of your hands and allows you to crush them.
Lilia massages your inner thigh. “You’re doing well,” he says, encouraging your pussy to open further with two fingers. “You’ve quite the stubborn egg. It reminds me of a certain someone.”
At that, Malleus rumbles with amusement. Perhaps they will take after him. Although it would please him to see more of your traits present.
It’s a long, tiresome process. When the last egg finally pops out, you deflate and Malleus has to carry you to the bath so that you may be soothed in warm, soapy waters while Lilia ensures all the eggs are safe and secure. He praises you for a job well done, but you’re too tired to even listen to him.
