[Lovebite]

The man looked down at him and he knew he had him wrapped around his little finger as he pet his cheek, putting the towel down in the bowl and using his hands to wipe his tears away. Stroking his hair away from his face but his curls bounced back, he smiled at him,"You better be the best father there ever was. They're here because of you, because you wanted to rut your little cock in something and got me knocked up. It's all your fault, so you better work your ass off to make it right again." He said all the while holding his face as he looked at him, running his thumb along the others lips briefly and let him go finally.

He sat back on his arms, his hands burned with all the punching, but it felt good to be able to move like he did before all this had happened. His head shook and he watched the other stroke his belly,"I've gotten big." He mentioned and sighed,"I was hoping they'd take after you and be a little runt." His hand went to his old wound as the other looked at it,"It's a scar now, nothing to worry about." He mentioned and looked to the man draining blood on the floor from the wounds he made,"You've got a graveyard 'round here, it won't look suspicious if you dump him there."