03-14-2017, 03:32 PM
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The way his husband had questioned it, you could really notice how the question was laced with worry. Pale hands came to rest on strong arms, rubbing a little, up and down. Marc just smiled. It wouldn't be painless, but they say that the body would be having 3x less the pain of a normal human's during the birth. Labor would be painful but after that it would be bliss. I don't really get it myself but there's something about mates and calming aura. You'll be with me, right, so we have nothing to worry about.
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Noticing the amazement with how Rorik's face expressed itself got him relaxing a bit. He was thankful that still the human holds fascination and not fear or disgust. But then the twins came and even hiding behind his giant was no trick against the bombards of cheek pinching and kisses and hugs he got from the two, that surely made him squirm for dear life. And of course they have to fly, and they just wanted to drag him along with them. Refusing them had been the task, not really up to any flying right now and for that he was pregnant and incapable of flight; but he couldn't say yet to the girls and that's why it had been so challenging. Good thing Ri got his back.
What a gentleman, its certainly nice to meet you again, Rorik. Surely little brother would do just that, the proper introductions I mean. The other on then spoke. Leaf, introduce us?
Finally having the opportunity, Marcus properly introduced the two winged fairies with them. The signature Greenfellow brunette and green orbs apply to them, and the two women really looked alike except for their moles near the eyes. Lea has one on the right while Bea has hers on the left.
Rorik I would like to introduce you my sisters. This one on my right is Lea, and this one on the left is Bea. Watch out for their moles. It gives you a hint in guessing who's who.
L and B went all out chatting to one another again, but he didn't mind it. He could just find peace even with the bickering with how good the belly rubs had been, add to that was that he was drawn closer to the calming scent of his mate.
Both female fairies eventually tire out from their activeness and the group was just engaging in normal conversation, that was until the voice was heard.
As of instinct, Marcus almost jumped up to a straight stand, only missing of him was the salute and he'll look like a loyal cadet. F-father! Surely the babies didn't like the sudden movement, and he felt dizzy out of nowhere. He knew he had staggered a bit but his father was quick to embrace him and catch him without noticing the actual need to.
John, Marcus' father, put back on his poker face when he caught glimpse of the human, merely offering a handshake, a short 'welcome' before he was off again to retreat to the dining area.
Sure they got the approval, but Marcus wasn't really certain they got his father's support. It's okay love, must have something on his mind. He tried to comfort the giant.
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The family now all sat on the enlarged dining table huge enough for a feast. The food on them was up to par with the table they've been set on. Rachel really outdid herself on this one as various food fit for royalty filled the table. Despite all, M was having no appetite. He actually feels nauseated with all the combining food smells. The fairy didn't want to appear suspicious to his father and worry the others so he just bore with it. The young male would often find himself turning to his side, sniffing off Rorik's scent to help ease the nausea off.
You've said you plan on building a shed on your backyard, how's it going? Make sure all those wood craftsmanship I thought you hadn't gotten rusty. When it's done tell me, I want to check if you did well. No son of mine does a lousy job. Marcus remained silent.
Rorik, hope you've been taking good care of my boy here. Don't let him depend so much on you. Let him be the man he still is even though he became your submissive. He's not supposed to be a whimpy girl so you should make sure he doesn't become one.
John, dear, cut the boys some slack.
By this time, Marc's head hung low, breathing deeply with a hand on his mouth, tears threatening to fall. He blames it on the hormones, but right now, he feels that his father had been so mean, so strict. Why can't he just let him be. It was making the nausea worse.
As Rorik answers John, a chair being quickly pulled back was heard, only to see its male occupant gagging and rushing to bathroom.
As expected, the human chased after him, and as he finished he leaned to the awaiting embrace of his lover, sobbing silently. Why is he like this to me. I don't like it, Ri.
The way his husband had questioned it, you could really notice how the question was laced with worry. Pale hands came to rest on strong arms, rubbing a little, up and down. Marc just smiled. It wouldn't be painless, but they say that the body would be having 3x less the pain of a normal human's during the birth. Labor would be painful but after that it would be bliss. I don't really get it myself but there's something about mates and calming aura. You'll be with me, right, so we have nothing to worry about.
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Noticing the amazement with how Rorik's face expressed itself got him relaxing a bit. He was thankful that still the human holds fascination and not fear or disgust. But then the twins came and even hiding behind his giant was no trick against the bombards of cheek pinching and kisses and hugs he got from the two, that surely made him squirm for dear life. And of course they have to fly, and they just wanted to drag him along with them. Refusing them had been the task, not really up to any flying right now and for that he was pregnant and incapable of flight; but he couldn't say yet to the girls and that's why it had been so challenging. Good thing Ri got his back.
What a gentleman, its certainly nice to meet you again, Rorik. Surely little brother would do just that, the proper introductions I mean. The other on then spoke. Leaf, introduce us?
Finally having the opportunity, Marcus properly introduced the two winged fairies with them. The signature Greenfellow brunette and green orbs apply to them, and the two women really looked alike except for their moles near the eyes. Lea has one on the right while Bea has hers on the left.
Rorik I would like to introduce you my sisters. This one on my right is Lea, and this one on the left is Bea. Watch out for their moles. It gives you a hint in guessing who's who.
L and B went all out chatting to one another again, but he didn't mind it. He could just find peace even with the bickering with how good the belly rubs had been, add to that was that he was drawn closer to the calming scent of his mate.
Both female fairies eventually tire out from their activeness and the group was just engaging in normal conversation, that was until the voice was heard.
As of instinct, Marcus almost jumped up to a straight stand, only missing of him was the salute and he'll look like a loyal cadet. F-father! Surely the babies didn't like the sudden movement, and he felt dizzy out of nowhere. He knew he had staggered a bit but his father was quick to embrace him and catch him without noticing the actual need to.
John, Marcus' father, put back on his poker face when he caught glimpse of the human, merely offering a handshake, a short 'welcome' before he was off again to retreat to the dining area.
Sure they got the approval, but Marcus wasn't really certain they got his father's support. It's okay love, must have something on his mind. He tried to comfort the giant.
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The family now all sat on the enlarged dining table huge enough for a feast. The food on them was up to par with the table they've been set on. Rachel really outdid herself on this one as various food fit for royalty filled the table. Despite all, M was having no appetite. He actually feels nauseated with all the combining food smells. The fairy didn't want to appear suspicious to his father and worry the others so he just bore with it. The young male would often find himself turning to his side, sniffing off Rorik's scent to help ease the nausea off.
You've said you plan on building a shed on your backyard, how's it going? Make sure all those wood craftsmanship I thought you hadn't gotten rusty. When it's done tell me, I want to check if you did well. No son of mine does a lousy job. Marcus remained silent.
Rorik, hope you've been taking good care of my boy here. Don't let him depend so much on you. Let him be the man he still is even though he became your submissive. He's not supposed to be a whimpy girl so you should make sure he doesn't become one.
John, dear, cut the boys some slack.
By this time, Marc's head hung low, breathing deeply with a hand on his mouth, tears threatening to fall. He blames it on the hormones, but right now, he feels that his father had been so mean, so strict. Why can't he just let him be. It was making the nausea worse.
As Rorik answers John, a chair being quickly pulled back was heard, only to see its male occupant gagging and rushing to bathroom.
As expected, the human chased after him, and as he finished he leaned to the awaiting embrace of his lover, sobbing silently. Why is he like this to me. I don't like it, Ri.