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There is nothing worse than being pregnant.
Stolas squirms around in his bed alone and, unfortunately, aroused.
Blitzø is at work, and will be for the rest of the day. Blitzø did say to call if there were any problems, but what if Stolas called while he was in a fight? He’d be devastated if Blitzø got hurt because of him.
Trying to suppress the heat in his groin, Stolas gets up. Maybe a short walk will help. He wanders to the kitchen, thighs pressed tightly together.
“Welcome, your highness. Would you like me to fix up some-" His butler begins.
"No. Thank you, Pringles”
Pringles snaps to attention, choosing to keep his mouth shut. He’d rather keep his job then talk back to a prince.
Stolas rummages in the cabinets, looking all around the kitchen.
“Sir, what are you doing?” Pringles sighs and rolls his eyes.
“Where-? Where did it go?!” Stolas stumbles over his words.
“Master Stolas, what are you even looking for-?”
“My cereal. Where is my cereal-?”
Pringles gives him a dead look. “It expired. There isn’t any.”
“...Oh.”
Stolas didn’t really understand why, but the fact that he was out of cereal was far more upsetting than it should be.. Stolas tries his best to hide it, but Pringles can tell there are tears in the prince’s eyes.
“Excuse me, sir..” Pringles sighs again, before leaving the kitchen.
Finally alone, Stolas allows a tear to fall down his cheek. After a moment, Pringles returns to the kitchen with a phone in hand.
“What happened?! Let me talk to my husband you bitch!!”
He knows that voice.
“Blitzy-?” He croaks out, voice still laced with tears. Pringles hands Stolas the phone and excuses himself.
“Pretty bird-? Is everything okay over there?”
Stolas doesn’t know how to answer. There is so much clouding his brain, the only thing he can respond with is, “I miss you.”
The call is silent for a bit.
“Blitzy-?”
The sound of a portal opening behind him causes Stolas to turn around.
“STOLS! I’m here… huff- huff-” Blitzø comes through the portal out of breath.
“Blitzø? What? Aren’t you busy-” Stolas starts, overcoming his shock and confusion at Blitzø’s sudden appearance.
“Pregnant husband takes priority.”
Blitzø struts over to Stolas. “What happened feathers-? You’re crying…”
Blitzø pulls Stolas close to him. Stolas can’t hold it in anymore and breaks down in his beloved’s arms.
“Shh… Shh… It’s okay birdie. You’re okay…” Blitzø nuzzles the baby bump, pulling Stolas close. “Do you know what set you off babe?”
Stolas sighs, “You’re going to think it’s dumb. It’s stupid.”
Blitzø sweeps Stolas off his feet and kisses Stolas’s cheek. “It’s not possible for you to be stupid, I won’t think any less of you, tell me babe.”
Stolas closes his eyes. “Since I became gravid we haven’t been intimate… I woke up aroused when you were at work and was overwhelmed…”
Blitzø chuckles a little and looks at him with a soft smile. “Really? You could’ve told me.”
Stolas runs a hand through his head feathers. “I know but you were so busy with work and preparing for our daughter and-”
“Shh…”
Blitzø places a finger on his beak. “Do you want me to take care of you?”
Stolas’s face flushes and he nods shyly, Blitzø already carrying him from the room.
He places Stolas gently on the bed, before jumping up himself and looking at Stolas with a possessive look that causes him to shiver. Blitzø kisses a trail down his chest feathers, over the baby bump, across his inner thighs, right to the owl’s crotch area. Then Blitzø peppers soft kisses on the lips of his cloaca. Stolas lets out soft moans from above, his eyes lidded.
“Blitzy... More…”
Blitzø deciding not to be a tease, licks a stripe up his cloaca.
“Aah~! Blitzø-!”
Blitzø pauses, looking up at Stolas.
“You good baby? You were really loud there.” He says with a soft smirk. “Not that I mind, I love your volume, but I barely touched you.”
“huff- I’m alright sweetheart… I’m just extra sensitive…”
Blitzø grins devilishly. “Our little girl is making you extra sensitive huh?” He does another long lick up Stolas’s bird puss, dragging out yet another loud moan. “Good to know~.” Blitzø starts eating Stolas out with fervor.
“Oh! Oh Blitzy~! Darling please-! More-!”
Enjoying the cries of pleasure from above, Blitzø moves his tongue quicker, bringing his bird to the edge.
“Aah~! Blitzy! Blitzø, my love~! Oh, I’m so close!”
Blitzø smiles against Stolas’s cloaca, soaking in his screams. “C’mon Stols. Cum for me. Cum for daddy~.”
Stolas’s pupils appear as tiny hearts as he finally reaches his peak.
“AH! Yes Blitzø!! I’m cumming~!”
Stolas’s hole clenches and quivers during his climax, squirting all over Blitzø’s awaiting face. Blitzø licks and slurps up all of Stolas’s sweet liquid pleasure before pulling away and letting him breathe.
Blitzø watches Stolas, struggling to catch his breath, and smirks. “How was that?”
Stolas chuckles with a dazed smile. Amazing, darling…”
Blitzø smiles and climbs up Stolas’s body, carefully avoiding the baby bump, to kiss him. The owl eagerly reciprocates, tongues gently swirling around each other.
They pull back after a moment, Stolas sealing it off with a short nuzzle.
Blitzø pecks Stolas’s beak one more time before speaking. “You ready for more, cutie?” He gently strokes a hand along the baby bump.
Stolas giggles, “Yes, love. I am more than ready to continue. And I can tell you are also~.” Stolas moves down to kiss the growing bulge in Blitzø’s pants.
“Mm… Yeah baby, you want to suck daddy’s dick? Go right ahead.”
With permission granted, Stolas goes straight to undoing Blitzø’s belt, pulling down his pants and revealing his soaked boxers.
“Wow~. You’re so excited already… You’ve soaked through.” Stolas has an aroused smirk on his face as he teases Blitzø, nuzzling and kissing his hard, throbbing member through the thin fabric. Blitzø groans from above.
“Hah- Stols, that feels good but Christ on a stick please get on with it…”
Stolas laughs, “Alright, darling. I’ll stop teasing.” Stolas finally relents, pulling down Blitzø’s underwear. He kisses the tip once before steadily placing small loving licks all over Blitzø’s dick.
“Yeah, Stols. Keep doing that…”
Encouraged by Blitzø’s words, Stolas finally takes him into his mouth. Blitzø chokes out a moan, and it only acts to encourage Stolas further.
“Ohh fuck birdie… I forgot how good you are at that..”
Stolas grips Blitzø’s thighs, an almost bruising grip, and proceeds to deepthroat his cock. Stolas’s tongue works his shaft at a punishing pace, truly savoring the meal in front of him. Blitzø wobbles in place, losing himself in his pleasure.
“Oh fuck Stolas-! You’re so good, look so fuckin’ beautiful on my dick there… Gonna make me cum- Fuck Stols~!”
Stolas feels Blitzø’s hands on the back of his head suddenly grip him tightly. Blitzø cums down Stolas’s throat, pumping his salty seed into his mouth. Stolas drinks up every drop.
“Mm. Delicious as always, darling~.” Blitzø chuckles weakly and kisses the top of Stolas’s head.
“You’re, Hah– really good at that…”
Stolas beams with pride. “Thank you, love. I’m glad you felt good.”
Stolas starts to lay back but Blitzø stops him. “I ain’t done with you yet~. C’mere beauty bird.”
With a soft blush on his face, Stolas sits up again. “Alright~. What now, Blitzy~?”
Blitzø answers him with a delicate kiss. “I want to make love to you until you can’t remember your own name~...”
Stolas’s eyes widen and his cute little heart pupils make an appearance. “B-Blitzø, I’d obviously love to but… are you sure we can with the egg?”
Blitzø cups Stolas’s face with one of his big hands. “It’ll be okay, Stols… You said it yourself. You missed us having sex. Besides, you know I’ll be gentle.”
Stolas lets out a sigh. “Alright, my love. I trust you.” Stolas says with a soft smile.
Blitzø gets right to work, starting to pump two fingers in and out of Stolas.
“Ah- Blitzø-! S-slowly please… I’m still sensitive…”
Blitzø does slow down but adds a third finger to compensate. He does this for a while, gently opening him up while Stolas moans above him. “You ready, babe?” Blitzø says while positioning himself between his hips.
Stolas wraps his arms around Blitzø’s neck. “I’m ready darling, just be gentle…”
“Because of the egg, I know… I got you birdie.”
Blitzø gently thrusts forward, drawing out moans from both of them.
“Ohh my… You feel so good, my love~.”
Blitzø starts moving slowly, gently thrusting into his lover.
“Mmm… You feel great too Stols… Always so good…”
Stolas, being careful of his belly, leans up to kiss Blitzø. They gently make-out, riding on each other's pleasure.
Eventually they break away, both chasing their own climaxes.
“Blitzø-! I’m so close…”
“So am I, pretty bird… Cum with me babe~.”
Blitzø speeds up his thrust and eventually tips both of them over the edge.
“Oh, BLITZØ~!!”
“Ah FUCK, STOLS-”
They cum in unison, enjoying their highs together.
“Whew-... Amazing as always, darling.”
Blitzø smiles, “You were also pretty damn good, babe.”
Stolas chuckles, “I love you Blitzø.”
Blitzø kisses Stolas’s forehead. “I love you too, pretty bird… Now and forever.”
Maybe being pregnant wasn’t so bad afterall.