09-09-2016, 06:06 AM
Stubbornly, Caliban stuck his nose in the air with his lips turned upward in a grin. "Speak for yourself," he teased back playfully. "You may be the King, my dear, but I am the Queen." He tossed back a lock of red hair dramatically as if to prove his point, winking as he did so. "Checkmate."
Caliban continued sipping at his coffee, rolling his eyes lightly at Fax as he went on. "I agree with Cherry. I mean, clearly you haven't heard all of the titles you've earned," he commented, red eyes sparkling as he chuckled behind his coffee. "I'm almost positive you wouldn't adore at least half of them."
He watched as Fax put together a cup of coffee. Leaving one hand to hold his mug, he brought his free hand down to the swell of his stomach. Clearly the coffee was working, despite being decaf, as there was suddenly movement in there. Shifting and fluttering that would progress into kicks later in the afternoon. Not that Caliban truly minded the sensations, comforted by the fact that everything was progressing smoothly.
Shaking his head in disbelief, Caliban eyed the cereal with a raised eyebrow. "I'm convinced you're still eight years old inside," Caliban teased before letting out a small yelp at the sudden smack to his rear. Actually, it was Fax. He should have been expecting it. "Of course it is," he shot back instead, sticking out his tongue. "I don't care how far along I am, I'll still be fine as hell. But thank you." He added the last part with a wink and chuckle of his own.
Glancing back towards Cherry, Caliban couldn't help but give a slight shrug. "Sorry, I know I shouldn't feed into him. But I can't help it, he's awful fun to tease." He chuckled shaking his head as he moved to stand over by Cherry. "King," he playfully scoffed. "More like 'silly little prince'."
Shea watched out of the corner of his eye as Fax made his way over to him, trying to pretend like if he ignored him he'd go away. Of course that never worked when it came to Fax, and sure enough he soon found himself squished between the armrest of the couch and Fax's body. It didn't matter if Shea was bigger than the other omega or not, there was no getting rid of Fax when he wanted attention.
It was often said that opposites attract, and Fax would certainly meet the criteria to be his opposite. At first the other omega's presence did bother him and he would push the other away only to have him bounce right back.
Picking up the coffee bean that had been flicked at him earlier and still sat by his thigh on the cushion, Shea made the effort to pick it up and toss it lightly at the raven beside him. Electric green eyes met with Fax, one of the few people who had managed to get the tall omega to hold a gaze for longer than a second or two. "Go away," he told him, though there was none of the malice in his voice that had been there before when he'd first been brought into the program.
Caliban continued sipping at his coffee, rolling his eyes lightly at Fax as he went on. "I agree with Cherry. I mean, clearly you haven't heard all of the titles you've earned," he commented, red eyes sparkling as he chuckled behind his coffee. "I'm almost positive you wouldn't adore at least half of them."
He watched as Fax put together a cup of coffee. Leaving one hand to hold his mug, he brought his free hand down to the swell of his stomach. Clearly the coffee was working, despite being decaf, as there was suddenly movement in there. Shifting and fluttering that would progress into kicks later in the afternoon. Not that Caliban truly minded the sensations, comforted by the fact that everything was progressing smoothly.
Shaking his head in disbelief, Caliban eyed the cereal with a raised eyebrow. "I'm convinced you're still eight years old inside," Caliban teased before letting out a small yelp at the sudden smack to his rear. Actually, it was Fax. He should have been expecting it. "Of course it is," he shot back instead, sticking out his tongue. "I don't care how far along I am, I'll still be fine as hell. But thank you." He added the last part with a wink and chuckle of his own.
Glancing back towards Cherry, Caliban couldn't help but give a slight shrug. "Sorry, I know I shouldn't feed into him. But I can't help it, he's awful fun to tease." He chuckled shaking his head as he moved to stand over by Cherry. "King," he playfully scoffed. "More like 'silly little prince'."
Shea watched out of the corner of his eye as Fax made his way over to him, trying to pretend like if he ignored him he'd go away. Of course that never worked when it came to Fax, and sure enough he soon found himself squished between the armrest of the couch and Fax's body. It didn't matter if Shea was bigger than the other omega or not, there was no getting rid of Fax when he wanted attention.
It was often said that opposites attract, and Fax would certainly meet the criteria to be his opposite. At first the other omega's presence did bother him and he would push the other away only to have him bounce right back.
Picking up the coffee bean that had been flicked at him earlier and still sat by his thigh on the cushion, Shea made the effort to pick it up and toss it lightly at the raven beside him. Electric green eyes met with Fax, one of the few people who had managed to get the tall omega to hold a gaze for longer than a second or two. "Go away," he told him, though there was none of the malice in his voice that had been there before when he'd first been brought into the program.
“By what right does the wolf judge the lion?"