Todd was in such a state, Quid hadn't seen him so relaxed and quiet. It was almost bizarre to watch him move so sluggishly when he normally had energy for centuries. He held him for a moment before telling him that he needed a shower. They were both sweaty and some of Todd's cum had gotten onto himself and the sheets that now needed to be changed. He raised a brow at Todd with how close he was and silently relented in sharing the shower, which he ended up helping wash Todd. He was out of it so much he almost worried, at least until he finally spoke to him again. He struggled to hide the small smile that cracked at the corner of his lips as he gently rubbed the smaller man's shoulders. "And you're something else..." he muttered. He watched Todd lay there on him until his breathing slowed into the smooth rhythm of sleep. Only then did he finally shut his eyes and fall asleep with the man in his arms. When morning came, he felt stiff having slept in the same position all night. He rolled Todd off of him as gently as he could as he clambered out of bed.
At everything that Todd complained about, he just stared at him with a raised eyebrow. He can't call in, he had bills to pay. Although normally this would have been a day off but he had traded days just to be able to be on the date with Todd, not that he was about to tell him. He was sure that the younger man would find a way to complain about that and pin it on the newbie. He let Todd take the shirt as he watched him get dressed. He never really considered his size until he saw someone wear his clothes. Without a remark he headed to the door, stopping in the hall at Todd's odd request. Could he take him to work? He supposed no one would tell him no, a lot of them were afraid of him. After a moment of thought he nodded as he picked up his keys. "I get breakfast on the way." He unlocked the front door realizing that he hadn't prepared a lunch for the next day. "I'll ask for a long lunch." When he opened the door, he noticed something on the ground. He picked up the cans and read the note. It looked like his neighbor heard them, which he had no doubt. He held up the note to Todd and watched his face color. He put the beer in the fridge and headed down to his truck with Todd keeping close like a symbiotic parasite.
As exciting as their day had been, the one that had allowed them to go unchaperoned was having an eventful day of his own, though for different reasons. Rey had talked Victoria into accompanying him to the airport to pick up his parents. Although he supposed this was the part where he would be with his partner when they met, Venedict was getting on his nerves about him doing any kind of manual labor. Apparently he was worried that Rey was going to try to pick up luggage in his pregnant state and upset the kittens somehow. Or hurt them, he wasn't sure. He needed a slight break and the compromise was that someone else was to tag along and with the temporary cease fire between him and Victoria, she seemed the likely candidate. He focused on his breathing as he sat in the car in the pick up lane waiting long enough for people to leave the plane.
"I-I don't know if I can do this," Rey muttered into the steering wheel. As close as he was with his parents, he hadn't seen them in a long while. He didn't even know how his mother was going to react to him. Was she going to be mad because they only talked on the phone occasionally? Or was she going to be overjoyed that she got to go see him in person? Or was she going to play the guilt card on having to come out there? He did explain to her that she was going to meet some people and traveling isn't the best for them. Exactly who and why he didn't tell her. Each time he had tried to the words got caught in his throat and he figured it wasn't the sort of thing that can be explained over the phone. Seeing is believing after all. After some reassuring words from his soon-to-be sister-in-law he climbed out of the car and stood by the passenger side waiting. Victoria took it upon herself to wait outside the car with him. He had chosen to wear an ill-fitting sweater both for the cooling weather and that is made his obviously, unnaturally round belly less noticeable.
He could feel the kittens stirring about which he muttered for them to behave before a familiar voice shouted, "Rey-Rey!" Rey looked up, stomach sinking. He hadn't expected anyone but his parents to show up, yet here was one of his first cousins, running over to him, her black ponytail bouncing as she carried a small duffel bag with her high school's emblem on it and "Cross Country" written below it. She threw it down without a care as she ran over to him with open arms.
"M-Missy! I-I didn't expect you to be coming. Mom didn't say anything about you tagging along." Rey stammered out as he returned her hug, cringing at the inevitable intrusion of mental privacy. There was a moment of silence before she placed her hands on his stomach and tilted her head. Like Rey, Melissa Rogers was a super, although her super powers didn't come in the form of strength or transformation, but in telepathy. It was the one thing that they knew about each other that no one else in the family knew and it was a well kept secret between them that made them practically brother and sister, even with the 16 year difference. He wasn't so much a cousin than another sibling. She let out a snicker after listening to the jumbled thoughts of the kittens, and yes, she could tell that they were sired by someone who wasn't entirely human.
"Well, aren't they happy," her thoughts were broadcasted into his mind before she spoke aloud, "I can't believe you and that big brain of yours didn't think I would tag along. I never let an opportunity to see my Rey-Rey pass me by." She turned her attention to Victoria and offered her a hug. Melissa was a free spirit and was friendly with everyone, mostly because she can gleam their true intentions and nature on contact. She gave her a hug and mentally prodded her mind to catch onto her nature. A fierce woman and an odd image of a lion came to mind. There was a slight glow around her that Melissa could see that told her she was a super, however it was dull enough that it was blocked somehow. A carrier, perhaps. It wasn't much longer that the parents came out. Rachael and Jon Rogers walked out, side by side, though Jon held both their bags.
Rey was relieved that his mother was in a happy mood, but his relief was short lived. Shortly after her hug, numerous kisses, cheek pinching and cooing about how he seems to be glowing, she fished into her purse for an envelope. She didn't need to say anything about what was in it, Rey knew exactly what it was. He had felt bad for all that they did to make sure he went to the best schools to challenge his mind and had often sent them checks to help out now that he had money. Checks that had never been cashed.
"You know how I feel about this, you need to stop sending me these." Mrs. Rogers handed the envelope over, which Rey only pushed back towards her. "I can take care of myself, we don't need you to give us your money. You earned it, it is all yours."
"I can only make this money because you worked so hard to give me the education that I got. It's to pay you back for all those school fees, you know that."
"I can't take it. Seeing you grow up and become successful is payment enough. Besides, I worried that you haven't been eating enough with how much you give us."
"Looks like he has been eating plenty," his father remarked as he gave him a pat on the shoulder before loading the trunk.
"Exactly. I have been eating plenty, you aren't taking money from me. And I worry, too. I want to make sure you two are well taken care of."
There was a whole back and forth between the two as they kept passing the envelope between each other, each trying to make the other feel guilty about not accepting it. Eventually the argument was ended when Jon took the envelope from them and put it in his back pocket. The source of their argument now gone, his mother went back to cooing over her "one and only," cleaning his glasses and fixing his hair. Victoria stepped in and gave him an out from the vicious cycle allowing him to escape to the driver's side. Melissa called shotgun and seated herself in the front seat. Rey gave Victoria a brief apology for having to sit in the back with his parents.
The whole ride over, Mrs. Rogers chattered on about how Rey was her little miracle. They had tried to have children but he was the only one. One that came from a woman who was supposedly completely infertile or so the doctors told her when they tried to give him siblings. She lamented that her siblings already boasted how many kids they had and grandkids while all she had was Rey, not that it was a bad thing, he was far more successful than any of his cousins. Only a few have gone to college and fewer to graduate. No one else can boast that their son has built and designed machines meant to be used in space and other planets. She was flexing rather hard on all of Rey's achievements since he didn't give up any information on where they were going and who they were meeting. Rey and Melissa held hands, holding their own private conversation that no one can hear. The conversation in the car ceased when Melissa gave a little shout and jerked her hand away from Rey's. Both of their faces were bright red and she couldn't even look at him.
"I-I'm sorry, Melissa...." Rey muttered as he rubbed his hand on his leg as if to clean it. "I warned you."
"Th-that you did, Rey..." She responded. She had pushed Rey to explain to her how and why he was pregnant and who it was. He didn't want to relent on how it happened and with who but she didn't like people keeping secrets, even if they were going to be revealed. She pushed past the little barrier Rey had learned to put up and got a mind full of exactly how it happened. No one needs to see those memories and learn all at once the odd fetishes their cousin had. After a moment, she tentatively reached over and touched his hand and they went back to having a private conversation.
"Those two are like twins," Rachael spoke to Victoria as she pointed at the two. "Rey bonded with her mother while she was pregnant and when Melissa was born it was like only Rey could keep her happy. They always seemed to know what the other was thinking." She let out a heavy sigh. "Rey would make a great father some day."
"We're here!" Melissa cheered before Victoria could tell everyone that they finally reached their destination. Through her connection with Rey, she was able to hear the kittens get even more excited as if they knew that their father was close. Sure enough, they pulled up the driveway that Victoria pointed out to see Venedict pacing outside, waiting for them to arrive.
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