[Klayko]

Emory chuckled. He knew the male would say no. That was why he made sure the drinks were laced ahead of time, especially with the pregnancy concoction. In this particular case, Emory asked for something that would loosen the male's desires. Make him a bit more open minded so to say, able to be able to hear the words and begin to think it could happen. Judging from the way Steven was acting a bit, he knew it was already beginning to take hold. He must have thought it was just the alcohol working in his system.

"Oh, I get it" he chuckled. "It doesn't make much sense. A man can't have a child and I'm some random whack that whisked you away from some important contract."

The contract was never there, sad to say. Steven had the potential, but for the time presently, it wasn't looking so great. He probably would have been recruited a year later than he was intending. Plenty of time for him to settle down.

"The way I see it, it's very possible, especially for someone as strong as you. I mean" he chuckled as he sat down on the couch near Steven. "Look at the way those biceps bulge, the way your chest is solid and round. That rear of yours."

Of course he was buttering him to let the drug take effect in making him lose a bit of his perception.

"Don't you think carrying another man's child is something wonderful? I mean did you see yourself with any of those women who hit on you back home being a wife?"