Children of the Gods

"It's too late." Pietro told her.

Hera smiled. "Good boy Pietro." With that she disappeared and Pietro had to use the bed to get himself back to his feet, Hera's magic was stronger than his own because of her rank.

"You should have told me!" Feferi twisted to face Pietro. "I wouldn't have said yes if that was the case! You're own mother. What does your father think? Why would you do this, for someone like me?"

"My mother asked me to do it." He told her. "My father can't stop someone from dying and she was dying anyway." He told her, sitting on the bed. "She had terminal cancer, she was going to get worse, she didn't want to suffer." He told her. "How could I tell you what I done and have you be disgusted in me, because right now I fucking hate myself."

"Well if you'd explained it that way in the first place, then it's not disgusting! She asked for relief from the pain and you gave it to her." Feferi began pacing, arms crossed stiffly. "You could have told me. You could have trusted me. I know what it's like to help someone no longer suffer."

"I know." He told her.

"It's not your fault. I know I'm an abrasive bitch, but you can always talk to me. That's the whole point of a relationship, right?"

He nodded. "I know I can." He sat up slightly straighter and he held his hands out to her, so that she could come to him.

Feferi sighed, but took his hands and stepped closer.

He pulled her into him, from this height he was perfectly level with her stomach. "I think we should celebrate." He told her, gently kissing her stomach over her clothes as he looked up at her.

"Well, thanks to somebody, I can't drink for the next nine months," Feferi teased, reaching down to gently touch his cheek.

He smiled. "There are other ways to celebrate my love." He told her, suddenly moving so that she was lying on the bed below him.

"And I don't suppose that celebration is a nice dinner, hmm?" Feferi asked, winding her arms around his neck and playing with the collar of his shirt.

"it could.be if you wanted." He told her, playing with a strand of her hair.

"I'm quite happy the way this is going," Feferi murmured in reply, stroking the back of his neck gently.

He smiled softly. "See I can do the romantic stuff from.time.to time." He told her.

"Did I ever say you couldn't, hmm?"

"once or twice."

"That's because I like to tease you. And it's fun when you prove me wrong."

He smiled, before something seemed to catch his attention. "My father has decided to grace us with his presence, he wants to see us." He told her, moving slightly to let her up, before he leaned down to her left ear. "I'll make it up to you." He whispered into her ear and pressed a gentle bite to it just as there was a knock on the door.

"Ah, parents, always ruining the good part. If he's here because Eridan broke in again, I'm not here." Feferi rolled to press her fsce into the pillow.

"No its something else." he told Berlin, kissing her head. "We will definitely finish this later."

"Let me know if you need my help with anything. I definitely feel like I've had a lot of excitement today."

"I will, but he wants to see you too." He reminded her.

Feferi made a long extended groaning noise into the pillow before forcing herself to sit back up.

When she sat up, he kissed her lips deeply, before he got up with her.