Morpheus sleeps next to me, his blue hair spilling over his shoulders.

i haven't told him yet, so i don't know if he figured it out or not.

my hands go to my slightly swollen belly. i feel the magic always brewing I'm there.

a sense of pride fills me as I rub a hand over my little baby bump.

Morpheus rolls over. "you quiet alright luv?"he asks and a color of concern flashes through the gems.

"yes, now sleep." i command gently. he simply shakes his head and friends

"not when my blossom isn't sleeping next to me. what is in your mind?" he asked, in one of his rare emotional moments.

"i am just fine." i tell him. i rub a hand over the bump and smile inward. he catches the secret color of untruth flash through my eyes patches.

and now it's a game. he smiles devilishly and looks down. suddenly he's on top of me and his eyes sparkle. "there is something, and you will tell me." he scowled and laughed, deep and throaty. he hops up and the canopy of water sways away.

i feel the water wrap around me and yet I am completely dry. i break from the wet bonds and hop up. barely slowed by the second person inside me.

i command the curtains of moths wings to spin around him. he's trapped to the wall, his silky hair flowing and his night clothes silky.

he shoots an affectionate glare and his wings flutter at his side. "luv, this battle is not over." he says and smiles.

"oh yes my king, it is. but I will tell you, not because of the battle, and not because I'm a good sport. that would never be true. i will tell you for you deserve to know."

his eyes look curious and the gems are colored with interest. "do tell." he said and smiled a sinister grin.

i smile, ready to stop his heart. "you will have your son soon enough." he looks confused, then awestruck then shocked then sincerely happy.

the binds slip away and he collapses on the floor. i drop, worried. i kept the motherly instinct.

his hands go around my waist and he tugs me close. he surprises me and kisses me hard. i feel my wings rise up the same as his and his is silky black wings wrap around me and all light is cut off and darkened and all I see is Morpheus.

"this is perfect." he murmurs and kisses me again. then drops his hands from my waist to rest them on my barely decernable bump. he brings his lips to my stomach and a flutter lights in me. "a little us running wild through our world." he says and hugs me.