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“Mistress, I’ll get you a hot chocolate,” Kenzo says, always helpful.

“We should change too,” I laugh. I’m pretty sure my clothes are completely wet. Fuck me it was fun though.

Isaac helps me pull off my boots, lining up at the door. Sidney wrestles off Silla’s with a grin, going so far as to pull off her sodden socks too.

“Straight upstairs,” Grayson says, placing her on her feet.

“Thank you for playing with us. That was so much fun,” she chatters.

“Come on,” I tell her, pulling her to the back staircase.

“Have you gotten your period yet?” Silla asks as we walk. “I’m waiting for mine to come, but you usually get yours a week before me.”

I think back, slowly shaking my head. “Shit, I don’t think I have. I mean, it wouldn’t be the end of the world… Do you think we should both take a test?” I ask her.

Nodding slowly, she shrugs. Silla stopped taking her tea a few months ago, and when my birth control rod needed to be replaced a few months ago, I didn’t bother.

“May as well,” she agrees. We have both been hoping we’d be pregnant at the same time, and with the amount of sex we’ve been having, it may happen.

Changing as we walk into our rooms, Silla rushes into the bathroom.

“Come pee on a stick with me?” she giggles, holding out a pregnancy test.

“It would be my honor, Baby.” I grin. I make light of it, but I really am excited about this. “The queen herself should go first.”

Silla rolls her eyes, but pulls her pants down, doing the weird pee straddle to make sure the stream is on the stick. I giggle as she finishes, pulling a disposable cup from the cabinet.

“Ugh, really? Baby, that would have been really helpful to have shared with the class,” Silla complains, putting the cap on the test. Finishing up, she flushes and washes her hands.

“Work smarter, Beautiful,” I tease her. I do a much better job of peeing into the cup, and then dropping the stick inside. Washing my hands after I clean up, I slowly dry them.

“Holy shit, we could really be pregnant,” I breathe. Silla grabs me around the waist, and we hold each other as we wait the requisite time.

“On three?” I ask.

“Wait, wait! What if one of us is pregnant but the other isn’t?” Silla asks, her eyes wide. Her hands shake but I shrug.

“It’s not a race, we’ll be happy for whoever it is. Let’s see,” I insist.

Picking up the pregnancy tests, I blink at them. There’s two lines on both tests. Does that mean…

“What’s going on?” Isaac asks, leaning against the wall. “You’re taking forever.”

Silla and I wordlessly hold up the tests, and he looks from them to us.

“Does that… Hold on, there’s two lines. That says pregnant, right?” he asks, slightly dumbfounded. His eyes are wide as he stares. “Holy shit, are we going to be parents?”

“Yes!” Silla and I squeal, starting to cry.

Isaac hugs us, whispering, “Best gifts ever. Thank you so much, you’re both incredible.”

Tears prick his eyes as he pulls us out of the bathroom. “Let’s go tell them,” he grins. “I hope you know, Grayson is going to be even more protective now.”

“Gods, he really will be,” I mutter. I really do adore his protective ass, though.

“I found them,” Isaac sing-songs as he walks into the dining room with us.

“Everything okay?” Ayden asks, his forehead creasing in confusion.