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Blitz grunted as another cramp wracked his stomach, his hand going down to rub the irritated muscles as soothingly as he could. They'd started a few hours ago a little bit after breakfast but they'd only gotten stronger and more consistent as the day had worn on. He figured it was just his stomach getting retaliation on him for the bizarre food he'd been craving for the past few months. He had no idea what it was but he'd come to appreciate all manner of odd delicacies including a lot of raw meat. Maybe he was iron deficient.
He'd also started to gain some weight recently, probably because of some of the odd things he'd eaten a lot of. He'd noticed it a few weeks ago and had simply decided to throw himself into his work hoping increasing the number of jobs they did would help him work off the small bump but it had only gotten bigger. Stolas hadn't seemed to mind, if anything he seemed excited every time he got his hands on it, so Blitz hadn't cared about the extra weight. Or he'd tried but other than a thin layer over the top of it it hadn't felt anything like fat. That's why he'd decided that after finishing the paperwork for the job the team had completed earlier in the day he was going to go to the doctor, no matter how much he hated them. He was not going to die on Loona.
He was just putting the last dot on the last I when he felt another cramp roll through him this one feeling different than the others, stronger, more insistent and what it was insisting on was that he push. Reflexively he did a groan slipping free as he felt his muscles working without his full permission. Blitz felt a prickle of sweat break out across his skin as he pushed a shout of alarm breaking free of him as he felt something gush out of him with a release of pressure. Did he… did he just wet himself in his office chair?
Thankfully he was alone, having sent M&M home. Loona had also vanished at the end of the day saying something cryptic about needing to “make sure the apartment was ready” with an odd look at Blitz. The imp hadn't quite known what she was talking about so he had simply nodded and tossed the keys to the van to her. Considering how close to him she'd been during the entire mission and how many times she suggested they turn back for a fairly routine head rolling he wasn’t exactly surprised by her ditching him at the office, and was, again, thankful that she wasn't there to see him soaked.
He managed to peel out of his pants and start toweling himself off with one of the many shop towels they had for blood when another cramp came, the urge to push coming again, and again he obeyed his body taking the choice from him. He bore down with a low pained grunt the motion stealing his breath with how unexpectedly painful it felt. The others hadn't felt great but since he'd wet himself they seemed to have shifted into a higher gear. Blitz forced himself to stop and breathe through it the same he did when he was shot or stabbed and let his body push as it needed just trying to ride the wave of pain out. When it at last let him go he resolved to go straight to the doctor, there was clearly something wrong and he had no idea what.
He only managed a few more steps away from his desk and towards the chest of sex stuff for Stolas where he kept a pair of spare pants he wasn’t entirely sure he'd still fit when another cramp came forcing him to brace his hands on his knees as he pushed again. This time he actually felt something move within him, shifting downwards and felt a lot of information snap into place at once.
The knowing looks from M&M, the back pain that had been plaguing him for months, his increased moodiness, the food cravings, how sore his chest had been and now this. He was pregnant… which meant he was in labor. He hadn't pissed himself that was his water breaking, and he couldn't do this! He was fairly certain who the father was but how was he to know if Stolas even wanted another kid? Let alone a bastard half breed with him! It was as he thought that that the cramp, contraction his mind corrected him, let him stop pushing and he took in a few great deep breaths trying to beat back the panic that now found itself writhing in his chest.
He had known he could get pregnant, he had just assumed that it wouldn't work with Stolas because he'd never topped. The baby working itself way out of his body seemed firm evidence to the contrary though. Blitz let out a whine, low and deep in the back of his throat as he forced himself to try to focus to claw back some attention and get through this… but a larger more primal part of him just wanted his mom. Hot burning tears sprung to his eyes as he felt another contraction start and he was helpless to stop them from falling as he pushed once more.
Again and again and again the contractions worked their way through him, helping to work the baby through as well. Using the driest parts of his pants as a gag Blitz pushed and screamed and fought with his body as it continued to try to bring their child into the world, no matter how prepared he felt for it or what it's other parent might have to say about it. The sun had set and he had no idea how long he'd been pushing, whether it was a few minutes or a few hours, when his exhausted mind caught the sound of someone portaling into the I.M.P. lounge. There was only one person who did that and he did not want him to see him like this.
There was a scraping sound as Stolas walked on the rough shity carpet that was in every inch of the office and Blitz heard the bird humm to himself for a moment. “Blitzy! Are you here? Are you alright? I noticed you seemed to be in need of help…” His voice trailed off as silence dominated the rooms.
Blitz had sank his fangs into the fabric of his pants once again as his breath came out in short little huffs, hoping its thickness would block any of his sounds of exertion but he could feel another contraction coming and he wasn't sure he could stay quiet enough then. The door knob to his office rattled as Stolas tried it and Blitz thanked Satan for his burst of paranoia earlier driving him to do that when he started his paperwork.
“Blitz, I'm getting concerned now, are you ok? I received some very strange readings about you and I just want to double check you are ok.” Stolas’ voice came again, sharper and more audibly worried and Blitz tensed.
He needed to get rid of him, say something but as he spat out his pants and took a deep breath to shout something back he felt the contraction clamp down on his midsection like a bear trap forcing a shout of pain out from behind his lips before he even knew what was happening. Equally swift he saw a tear in the world form on the door and Stolas, surprisingly casually dressed for once, walked in with his red short robe.
Blitz only had a breath to take in the owl as he felt a strange terrible pressure against the slit where his cock usually came from. It burned, it hurt and he couldn't restrain his howl of pain as Stolas finished stepping through and ran to his side falling to his knees. One of the bird's hands went to his hip, giving it a squeeze that helped with his back pain slightly; the other searched with his eyes across his body trying to see if he was injured. Blitz hissed and smacked Stolas’ questing hand away curling on himself slightly partly to spare himself the look he was sure the other demon had now that he knew he wasn't hurt, partially to try to squirm away from the discomfort he was trapped with.
As the contraction left him shaking and soaked the silence nearly rang as it hung in the air. “Why didn't you call me when the contractions started?” Stolas eventually asked, voice hurt.
Blitz snorted darkly amused. “And why would I have done that? I didn't even know I was pregnant when I started my day!”
He hazarded a peak over his shoulder at Stolas who simply looked deeply confused. “You… you didn't know? I thought you were just being nonchalant about it, but you didn't know ?” The bird asked incredulously the tone making Blitz snort, his tail sent lashing.
“Why the fuck would I lie about that Stolas?” The imp snapped, the irritation dying as he felt another cramp creeping up. “Oh Satan damn it! ” He roared as he pushed again with a building whine.
To his surprise Stolas carefully and gently pulled him onto his knees and laid his front half into his lap. Once he had Blitz positioned both of his hands returned to his back right above his tail and put pressure there, the weight and warmth helping open his back up again. Blitz tightened his hands into fists in that bright red robe as he pushed again that whine returning as he felt the pressure from before returning as well.
It was as he was gasping for breath once again as the contraction released him and that pressure backed off slightly that he heard Stolas again. “Oh, of course you're in so much pain, it looks like that's their head darling.” Stolas’ pitying voice softly whispered before firming up once again. “You're getting close Blitz, and while I'll listen to whatever you want I doubt you want to give birth beside your desk. I could take you to the hospital? I've been preparing a space in my home just in case this happened during one of our trysts I could take you there…” when Blitz didn't react to either of those options he added, “I could take you home?”
Home. With his shity couch and horse blankets and plushes. Without him really thinking about it he nodded, grip tightening on the robe as he tried to not cry in front of his… his what? His fuck buddy? His contractual obligation? Could he even say friend? Between one thought and another he was up in Stolas’ arms as the bird carried him as if he were made of glass and tore open another hole in the world stepping from the office to his and Loona's shity apartment. The hellhound was out of her room, gun in hand before they were even fully in and Blitz had never been more proud of her.
Seeing who it was she relaxed but only slightly taking in their odd way of dress. “Ummmm, what happened?” She asked shifting from paw to paw as Stolas took in their tiny apartment.
Blitz let himself scan the place again, since the prince was. It was small and cramped, but cozy… or at least Blitz thought so. Barely furnished but that was where something caught his attention. In the corner of the living room someone had put up a bassinet with a few glow in the dark stars put up around it. There was a Byekea dresser next to it with a stuffed horse and a few puffy books that looked hard to destroy sitting on it. Very simple but it fit with the rest of the apartment, and Blitz shot Loona a watery-eyed glance that she averted her eyes from.
“Blitz went into labor at the office and wanted to come home instead of going to a hospital. Do you have a bath tub?” Stolas answered and then asked, long legs eating up the distance when Loona pointed to the only door besides her own.
Settling him down on the barely mounted to the floor toilet the owl all but folded himself into the bathroom to bend over the tub and start to fill it. Once again silence filled the air before being broken by Stolas.
“If you had been aware would you have contacted me?” The owl asked and Blitz thought the silence that followed spoke for itself.
Stolas sighed his face slipping into one of disappointment before a neutral mask slipped back into place. “Well! No matter, I'm here now… unless you want me to go.”
No he couldn’t do this alone. The thought rang through Blitz's mind as clear as a bell and he grabbed at Stolas’ hand desperately. “No please no! I-I'm sorry ok! I'm sorry just. I didn't know and I wouldn't want to take you away from more important things and I don't even know if you want this baby! ” He all but shouted as he panted from pain as his body clamped down once again.
He felt something pushing against him, trying to force its way out, and gasped feeling his slit start to bulge slightly, burn intensifying. He braced one hand on the door knob and one leg on the toilet forcing his legs open wider and felt a little bit of the pain lessen, but not for long as the burn became nearly unbearable. Through the blood pounding in his ears he was faintly aware of Stolas trying to talk to him but he was becoming one with his pain and could not hear the other man until its grip on him slackened. It was only then that he heard the soothing nonsense words the owl was telling him.
“It will be ok, just keep breathing, good job! That's it, don't fight it. You know you're doing such a fantastic job having our child, right?” That made Blitz snort but he didn't have it in him to comment.
“I've read sometimes water can help with pain but this is taking a very long time to fill… and I don't think you have many more pushes like that left.” Stolas said, frowning at the tap. “Do you want to be in the water anyway?”
Blitz thought about being wet and shivered. The idea of being weightless nearly made his spine sing no matter how paltry the effects were and nodded. He heard the shimmering sound of another portal opening, and turned to see Stolas reaching for a set of taps upside-down through a hole. As soon as it was on this other faucet blasted hot steamy water into the tub filling it far faster than the one on the tub was. Starting forward he realized he had to shuffle forward awkwardly due to how much his slit had bulged out. It also made climbing into the tub stilted and hard, but by some begrudging help he managed to get in and moaned as the rich heat sunk into his overtaxed muscles.
Out of the corner of his eyes he saw Stolas look visibly relieved and if he wasn’t feeling so good he'd have snorted again. His good mood didn't last very long however, as another contraction rolled through him. He had thought he knew what the urge to push felt like. He wasn't so sure anymore as he felt this one, the need that seized him the feeling unlike anything he'd ever experienced before. Letting the heat of the water fortify him slightly he went along with his body, gripping onto the edge of the tub until Stolas pulled it off the porcelain and into his feathered hand. The burn that had become his companion for the past few contractions grew hotter and bigger until it eclipsed all other pains, it filled him like an overflowing pitcher and right when he was certain he would break there was a surge of something leaving him and slight relief.
The contraction didn't lessen for several long seconds and he felt the body rotate within him, the sensation making him shudder. “You've done such a good job, you're almost done Blitzy.” Stolas promised and while he wanted to snap about the nickname he let the positives wash through him as he tried to hold onto his flagging energy reserves.
Before he could do much more than get his breath back there was another cramp wracking his body making him bark a shout from pain, the bark becoming a roar as he pushed again feeling the rest of their child slip free. Stolas’ hands were in the tub grabbing their child before they were even fully out of Blitz and as he pulled their baby to the surface of the water it coughed an angry little squawk. It was covered in dark sodden downy feathers that seemed to sparkle with hidden starlight and a pair of horn buds sitting at the top of its head, looking very much like Stolas and very little like Blitz. He felt part of himself unknot at that, that part of him concerned about the child looking too much like himself.
The baby squawked again and Blitz was very aware of how they were still connected. “Could you pass me the knife under the sink?” He asked after a minute, letting Stolas really take in their child.
At least the other demon seemed happy with their child, if the look of pure love on his face and how surprised he'd been hearing Blitz speak was anything to go on.
As he passed over the knife and Blitz began separating himself from their child Stolas spoke softly. “You had said you weren't sure if I even wanted this baby. I can't imagine what went on inside your head to make you think that but I've been very excited to see our child Blitz. I'm sorry you had to spend even one moment worrying about that… I can see that someone who knows you well tried to help you get ready for this baby but if you don't want them I can always-”
Blitz's feral snarl cut him off and after a few seconds the sound of the bathroom door opening surprised the both of them, Loona standing in the doorway looking disapproving. “Are you really going to start this shit this early you two? You just had that baby, maybe cool it for a day?”
Underneath his feathers Blitz saw Stolas blush so he decided to be lumped in with the owl for the chastisement. “Fine! We'll stop…I'll be out with Jr in a bit, we can take so many pictures.” He said with some enthusiasm that he didn't quite feel, happy when it made her roll her eyes and close the door again.
Turning back to Stolas one clawed hand snapped out to point at the bird, “let me make this clear, I may have learned about them last but that does not mean I don't want them. I may not have as many resources as you but I can figure shit out pretty easily. You can't just take them away from-”
Stolas cut him off this time with a quick, ”Oh I'd never!”
Blitz blinked at him in surprise so Stolas continued, “Blitz I was only asking for your own sake. I didn't know if you wanted the extra responsibility and mouth to feed. I have more time and resources at my disposal, but that doesn't mean I want to take our child from you. I just want what's best for the both of you.”
He hated that Stolas was talking sense, the shame of it lancing through him. He'd be a shity dad, hell he was a shity dad to Loona he was just lucky that she was basically fully grown and he hadn't been able to leak any of his toxic into her. This was a brand new person, untarnished unblemished by his brand in most ways that mattered. If he was a good person he'd give them over to Stolas entirely and forget about them… but he'd never been good at being good, far better at being a selfish piece of shit.
“Why not split time? You can have Jr most of the time but I can have them when you're busy or when I'm not on a job.” Blitz offered his tail cutting through the water smoothly.
Stolas laughed, the sound melodic in the small bathroom against the tile and said, “We can work on it, but that sounds good for now Blitzy.”
The imp relaxed in the still hot water that surrounded him with a sigh content for a moment before he remembered something very important. “Hey, what are we going to name them?”