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Story: Dybbuk's Detritus
“Chloe?” He stops at the threshold, “Thank you for your apology.” I hear the door to the boys room open and my mate greeting our babies.
“Ok, tell me again?” I focus on Chloe, while I wash my hair and body.
“I was masturbating since I can’t find a suitable fuck buddy. Do you know, this is the second replacement vibrator I’ve had to buy since you and Theo shacked up?” I glare at her, and she wisely moves on. “Anyway, it came to me,” I ignore her snicker, “‘Blood of the innocent fill his belly, while the gelt of their sacrifice fill the coffers.’ I’m not entirely sure what it means, but it feels imminent. Something is coming to our doorstep.”
I nod while I process the information. “Alert Bronimir, please, have him increase security, and tell Magnus of what you’ve heard. I desperately need to sleep, I’m sorry. If evil should arrive, have someone wake me immediately.”
“Will do, Aleph-Tav. And…I really am sorry for angering Theo, it was rude and uncalled for, what I said.”
I stare at my best friend through the glass. Motioning to the towel rack, she hands me a towel. “I appreciate your apology. He is my aleph; he is protective and possessive of me. I know you do not quite understand yet, but when you find your mate, you will.”
“I pray to the Fates it’s soon. I’m a horny little witch.” I laugh with her, feeling better after my shower, even if it were less relaxing than I’d hoped. “I’ll leave you two alone now, I believe you have some celebrating to do.” She drops her eyes to my belly, winks and flits off. I shake my head at her as I dry off, rehang the towel and crawl into bed.
Twins already. At least another on the way. Imminent danger. Boundary averse witches. All in a day’s work as an Aleph-Tav, I suppose. Theo walks into our bedroom, closing the door behind him with a quiet snick. He strips as he comes closer to me. A tender smile aimed my direction.
“Hello, my aleph, are you joining me in bed?” I ask, sliding further under the covers, enjoying the soft sheets against my naked body.
“I’m going to give you a massage, or did you forget?” He practically purrs, on all fours, gliding up the bed, hovering above me.
“With your cock?”
He chuckles, “Not for another few days, I think. I know how early pregnancy dries you up.” My lips part on a surprised gasp. He knows? He dips down to kiss my bite mark, “Did you really think I wouldn’t notice? There isn’t a centimeter of your body I’m not intimately familiar with my vydra. Any subtle change, in your scent, your behavior, your health, I see it all.”
“Are…are you happy?” I know he is, but the worry is still there. We have our hands full already.
“Nothing gives me more joy than the fruits of our love. No matter their form. The Etz Chaim may be the Tree of Life to Paranormals worldwide, but you are what gives my life meaning, Rurik. Allerick and Aldrick are an extension of you, and so are the baby or babies you carry now. How could I not be happy to have more of you?”
No point in wiping away my tears, more will just take their place, his words a balm to my soul. I cup his cheek, “Something is coming.”
He nods solemnly, “There will always be something to deal with, my tav, do not fret, we will handle it together.”
“Ok, tell me again?” I focus on Chloe, while I wash my hair and body.
“I was masturbating since I can’t find a suitable fuck buddy. Do you know, this is the second replacement vibrator I’ve had to buy since you and Theo shacked up?” I glare at her, and she wisely moves on. “Anyway, it came to me,” I ignore her snicker, “‘Blood of the innocent fill his belly, while the gelt of their sacrifice fill the coffers.’ I’m not entirely sure what it means, but it feels imminent. Something is coming to our doorstep.”
I nod while I process the information. “Alert Bronimir, please, have him increase security, and tell Magnus of what you’ve heard. I desperately need to sleep, I’m sorry. If evil should arrive, have someone wake me immediately.”
“Will do, Aleph-Tav. And…I really am sorry for angering Theo, it was rude and uncalled for, what I said.”
I stare at my best friend through the glass. Motioning to the towel rack, she hands me a towel. “I appreciate your apology. He is my aleph; he is protective and possessive of me. I know you do not quite understand yet, but when you find your mate, you will.”
“I pray to the Fates it’s soon. I’m a horny little witch.” I laugh with her, feeling better after my shower, even if it were less relaxing than I’d hoped. “I’ll leave you two alone now, I believe you have some celebrating to do.” She drops her eyes to my belly, winks and flits off. I shake my head at her as I dry off, rehang the towel and crawl into bed.
Twins already. At least another on the way. Imminent danger. Boundary averse witches. All in a day’s work as an Aleph-Tav, I suppose. Theo walks into our bedroom, closing the door behind him with a quiet snick. He strips as he comes closer to me. A tender smile aimed my direction.
“Hello, my aleph, are you joining me in bed?” I ask, sliding further under the covers, enjoying the soft sheets against my naked body.
“I’m going to give you a massage, or did you forget?” He practically purrs, on all fours, gliding up the bed, hovering above me.
“With your cock?”
He chuckles, “Not for another few days, I think. I know how early pregnancy dries you up.” My lips part on a surprised gasp. He knows? He dips down to kiss my bite mark, “Did you really think I wouldn’t notice? There isn’t a centimeter of your body I’m not intimately familiar with my vydra. Any subtle change, in your scent, your behavior, your health, I see it all.”
“Are…are you happy?” I know he is, but the worry is still there. We have our hands full already.
“Nothing gives me more joy than the fruits of our love. No matter their form. The Etz Chaim may be the Tree of Life to Paranormals worldwide, but you are what gives my life meaning, Rurik. Allerick and Aldrick are an extension of you, and so are the baby or babies you carry now. How could I not be happy to have more of you?”
No point in wiping away my tears, more will just take their place, his words a balm to my soul. I cup his cheek, “Something is coming.”
He nods solemnly, “There will always be something to deal with, my tav, do not fret, we will handle it together.”