“Touch my female, or hurt her again, and I won’t care that we are brothers.” Faunus’ thin tail swiped through the air behind him furiously. “This is your only warning.”
Emerie was about to get to her feet and do… she didn’t know what. She bet she could slam her entire body into his side and not budge him an inch. At least it would have been something.
However, she froze when Ingram’s head tilted sharply, just as a little blobby creature crawled up and over Faunus’ shoulder to sniff down.
“Faunus, you really don’t need to do that,” Mayumi said with a sigh. She approached to take a second small creature, no bigger than her hands, from somewhere else on his back. “He was just concerned for Emerie. You would have done the same thing.”
His head swiftly turned sideways to her. “Yeah, but she’s not the one–”
“Don’t want to hear it,” she cut in, walking over to the wide chair by the fireplace. “You would have done it regardless.”
With a growl in her direction, Faunus eventually huffed at her, before looking down to Ingram and giving him a deeper and louder one. He lifted off and approached Mayumi, only to steal the creature from her, pick her up and sit down with her between his thighs. He laid back against the arm of the chair, with only one pawed foot touching the ground.
It was obvious he’d been here often and had no issue making himself comfortable. His position appeared relaxed and lazy, whereas Mayumi was stiff as she glared at him. She didn’t move though, seeming to be content right where she was between his thighs.
“You made it just in time for dinner,” Delora stated as she began serving up four wooden plates. “How was the trip over?”
“Shit,” Faunus bit out, his tail swaying just beneath the underside of the chair, the legs of it high enough to allow Emerie to see the action. “We were attacked by two scouting Demons.”
“I can’t tell if they’re getting more confident or not,” Mayumi added. “They’re pretty nervous about attacking us though. Probably because I’m a force to be reckoned with.”
“That you are.” Faunus hummed, reaching forward so he could brush her ponytail forward over her shoulder with his claws.
His arm linking him to her allowed one of the little black creatures to crawl up it and attach itself to her shoulder. As soon as it was on her, it tucked itself into the back of her shirt and formed an unmoving lump between her shoulder blades. The second, however, crawled over both of them like it had bundles of energy, even occasionally sneaking over the backrest of the chair to explore, attempting to get away from them.
Mayumi or Faunus would take turns bringing it back into their cuddle, but they seemed to do so absentmindedly, like they were used to it.
“Do you mind if I ask what those are?” Emerie finally spoke up, unable to bear another second of not knowing.
They weren’t truly a black blob, but it wasn’t easy to make out their features. They had four short limbs and chubby little bodies, but they looked very soft and squishy. Every time Faunus grabbed the more active one with his massive hand, his fingers dug into it like soft, moist clay. It didn’t appear to have a proper face, since it was oval, featureless, and only had a point where it seemed to sniff from.
It had no eyes, not even a concave to highlight the potential for any, and she couldn’t see any ears. Its mouth was just a jagged line, and she hadn’t realised it had one until it opened its mouth and gave an annoyed whine at not being allowed to explore.
They kind of look like… Demons, she thought, surprised to find any living with the Duskwalkers and their females.
Mayumi’s lips twitched into a warm smile as she stared tenderly at Faunus.
“Younglings,” Faunus answered. “Or children, I guess you humans would say.”
“You’re taking care of baby Demons?”
Reia burst out into laughter, and Mayumi was quick to chuckle. Emerie looked around with an embarrassed flush staining her cheeks.
Delora’s gaze narrowed disapprovingly with her hands on her hips. “That’s not fair. It’s not her fault she would think that. I thought that too when I first saw one.”
“They’re our children,” Mayumi corrected. “They aren’t Demons, but baby Duskwalkers.”
Emerie paled as realisation dawned. This time, when she looked around the room, her eyes were wide and her lips were parted.
“You had a baby with him?” she said, her voice squeaky and high pitched.
“Yeah, happens when you let them turn you into Phantoms,” Mayumi explained. She turned to Reia. “I’m guessing you’ve already explained the whole soul eating thing?”
As Reia confirmed, Emerie just sat there trying to process that.
Oh my god. She had a baby with a Duskwalker. She placed her hands on her cheeks while resting her elbows on the table to lean on them. How is that even possible? Her eyes darted to the corners of her lids to look at the woman. Look at her! She’s fucking tiny. How did he not break her in half with his cock?!
Either Ingram just had an unusually large cock for his kind, or something else was at work here.
She was less freaked out by the likelihood that all the women here had been sexually intimate with a Duskwalker, just like her, than she was about this new information. And, by the fact she had a second child who appeared to be hiding and asleep in the back of her shirt, it meant it had happened twice.
Unless… “Twins?” Emerie squeaked out.
“Nope,” Mayumi quickly rejected.
“Faunus has a breeding problem,” Reia chimed in, her expression mischievous. “Made obvious by the fact they’re about to have a third.”
“Doooon’t say it like that,” Mayumi groaned as she let her head fall back with a whine. Her cheeks had even reddened, which came across as odd, since her features previously appeared cold and unfeeling when she was relaxed.
“A third?” Emerie asked, her lips parting once more in shock. “You–you’re pregnant?”
No wonder Faunus had been angered by Ingram pushing her!
Faunus let out a shudder as his orbs flickered purple. He appeared to be holding back the emotional change as best he could. He was quick to place his hand upon Mayumi’s stomach before sliding it up to her side to grab her and drag her closer.
That, in itself, was enough of an answer.
Delora hid her giggle behind her fist, as Reia laughed – even when Orpheus’ orbs changed to a bright green in what Emerie knew was jealousy. Magnar, on the other hand, appeared unphased.
“Listen, when you’ve faced death like I have, you’re pretty excited to create life,” Faunus argued in his own defence.
Emerie eyed the golden crack on his skull, and something pinched at her chest. Then something that was said from earlier finally clicked within her mind. It was an answer to a question she’d always wanted to know but hadn’t wanted to press with Ingram in case she lost his trust by asking it.
“That’s how you die,” she rasped, her expression turning meek as if saying she discovered how to kill them out loud could bring her danger. “If your skulls are broken, you don’t come back.”
“Yes,” Magnar and Orpheus confirmed in unison.