Keimirochan

Olruggio:

Coco stands by the river with an ice spell not fully connected in her hand. She takes a deep breath before connecting it and quickly swipes her arm from right to left to try and create an ice wall. The ice gets about a few inches tall, is made of thin spikes while only lasting a few seconds.

She deflates, “I don’t get it. I drew the sigils differently so they would follow my movement.”

“Coco, you cannot master a spell with only two tries. If we could do that then what would be so fun about learning?” You place your hands on her shoulders, “Mind if I have a look at your spell?”

She nods then passes you her spell. Looking over it she has the right idea but the sigils on the right need to be bigger since that’s the direction she’s starting and the lines aren’t straight.

“First off,” you move the spell in front of her so the both of you can see. You point to the sigils on the right, “The sigils on this side need to be longer due to movement you want to do. With both sides even, it’s only going to build a wall straight up in front of you.”

“Okay let me try again!” She tries to grab the spell but you hold it out of her reach.

“Wait,” you giggle at her eagerness. “I wasn’t done silly.”

“Oh… sorry,” she shyly laughs.

“I know you’re still working on doing straight lines with the pen, but with spells like this it is crucial to make sure they are pin straight or it’s going to mess up the flow of the spell.” You hand the spell back to her, “Go ahead and try.”

Coco kneels down to draw the spell again but leaving the seal open. She shakes out the jitters as she stands up and launches the spell again. The ice wall ends up getting higher and thicker than the last one but not all the water freezes which makes the water soak you.

You quickly wipe off the extra water on your face so you can see. When you open your eyes you see Coco circling you apologizing frantically.

“I’M SO SORRY! I DIDN’T MEAN IT!”

“I know you didn’t,” you try to squeeze some of the water out of your cloak. “Go and train with Qifrey and the girls over in the field. I’m going to go change real quick!”

You start to walk away and you hear her yelling to you, “I’m really sorry!”

Turning back, “I’m not upset with you Coco! I’ve had worse happen, this is nothing. Think of it as me getting stuck in the rain!”

You watch her mope off to the others while you head back to the atelier. You shake your head, “That girls favorite word is sorry I swear.”

You walk into your room and immediately strip out of your wet clothes leaving you completely bare. The warmth from your room is warming your body back up, slowly but surely. As you look for your clothes you don’t realize you didn’t shut your door fully when you came in.

Olruggio walks out of his room yawning and rubbing his eyes. His commission isn’t going that well which made him decide to take a nap until you were done with helping the girls train so he could ask for your input.

He walks by your room and sees your door is cracked opened, you must have just gotten back. He smiles at the thought because he can be alone with you and spend time mulling over his commission with you. He loves when his commissions doesn’t go right at first because that means he will get alone time with you because he’s too much of a chicken to ask you out.

He calls your name and pushes open your door, “Could you help me-“ he then makes eye contact with you. His face immediately heats up while also turning redder than a tomato when he sees you are naked.

You quickly cover yourself and panic, “I didn’t realize my door was open! I um… uhhhhh-“

Olruggio slams the door and leans his back against it while breathing heavily. He closes his eyes for a second but opens them quickly because all he can see is your naked self. Damn it, he knew you were beautiful but something about seeing all of you just makes you even more beautiful.

“I AM SO SORRY!” He yells.

You’re silent for a couple of minutes but he hears you dashing around your room and slamming drawers shut. He hangs his head, “Hells she’s mad.”

The door starts to open, making him fall back. He quickly stands up so he doesn’t look like a complete idiot again. You walk out not making eye contact with him, “So what did you need help with?”

He shakes his head, “Don’t worry about it.” He rubs the back of his neck, “I am really sorry. I should have knocked, it won’t happen again I promise.”

Olruggio walks back to his room in shame, ready to go hit his head repeatedly on the concrete wall to try and get him to forget your naked self.

You close the distance quietly and grab on to the back of his shirt. He looks over his shoulder but you can’t look him in the face still. You end up burying your face in his back.

“Olly?”

“What’s the matter?” He smacks himself for asking that question because he knows exactly what’s wrong.

“Is it bad that I want it to happen again?”

“HUH!?”

You wrap your arms around his waist and hold him hesitantly, as if he can break your hold if he wants. Yet that is the last thing he wants to do.

“I… I want us to be in a position where we can see each other like that.”

He freezes and goes silent. You hear the wind hit against the atelier but not a single breath from the man in front of you.

You start to pull your arms away, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable. Just forget I said anything.”

He is quick to grab your arms but he pulls you in front of his so you two can lock eyes again. He knows his face is still bright red and that he’s sweating from nerves and embarrassment.

“Do you mean it?”

You nod while biting your lip as if you’re trying to keep the words in since he didn’t react the best at your words.

He gently takes his hand and place it on your cheek, “Need to hear you say it sweetheart.”

You feel your body warm up completely from him calling you sweetheart. You didn’t know he could be soft and gentle with his words until this very moment.

“I mean it Olly.”

“Well we did this kind of backwards so let me try and at least steer us on the right path.” He gently rubs his thumb back and forth against your cheek, “Can you do me the pleasure of accompanying me on a date?”

“I would love too!”

Olruggio’s body immediately melts, “That’s a relief. I was so nervous, I was already planning what I was going to do. I was thinking about running away, changing my name, and dying my hair so I could start fresh again after this blunder.”

You laugh while leaning into his hand, “There’s no need for that elaborate plan.”

“There would have been if you didn’t react this way. I don’t know how I would have been able to face you. I probably would have never made eye contact with you again. Or even close my eyes because all I can see is you when I do.”

His eyes widen at his confession and he hysterically waves his hands around, “I PROMISE I’M NOT A CREEP! I JUST LIKED YOUR BODY A LOT. WAIT LOVED IT. I LOVED YOUR BODY A LOT! SO ITS KINDA ENGRAVED IN THERE. I SWEAR I AM NOT A PERVERT!”

Olruggio is cut off by your hearty laughter and watch you fold over with tears coming out of your eyes.

“What you don’t just walk into every girls room without knocking?”

“NO! WHY ON EARTH WOULD I DO THAT!? I ONLY LIKE ONE GIRL AND THATS YOU!”

You raise your eyebrow, “You only like me?”

“I DIDN’T MEAN IT ‘LIKE’ LIKE THAT!” He crumbles to the crowd.

“So I have your full attention?”

“Always.” He covers his face with his hands, “You really do know how to get a guys heart racing to the point he thinks he’s going to die.”

Kneeling down you move his hands from his face, “There’s your pretty face.”

“Okay yeah you will be the death of me.”

You lean down and kiss his cheek, “So I don’t get a date?”

“If you keep doing stuff like this no because I will be dead.”

“Okay I’ll stop,” you hold your hands up in defeat.

He places a hand over his heart, “Thank you.”

The rest of the day Olruggio can’t keep his eyes off of you when you’re not looking at him but when you make eye contact he flushes and looks away.

“Master Olly, why are you staring at her like that? It’s weird.” Tetia points out at dinner.

“WHAT!?”

“He spaces out easily, don’t mind him. He’s probably thinking about his commission right now.”

“Oh that makes sense!” She focuses back on her dinner.

Olruggio leans in and whispers, “I owe you a lot and I plan to make up for it.” He squeezes your thigh and gives you a cheeky wink before going back to eating as well.

You swallow thickly because you fully understand what he meant. Just have to wait until he fulfills his promise.

Qifrey:

Qifrey stomps back from his meeting with Beldaruit. Why did he have to invite him all the way out here to just say hi? Can’t a letter do that?

The only shining light in this is that you said you’d accompany him so he didn’t have to make the journey alone or deal with Beldaruit alone. He is eternally grateful for that but the title of Wise really is not a joke because Beldaruit said you couldn’t come in during the meeting.

So now he is hours later, he doesn’t even know how long at this point, walking back to your shared room.

He decides to stop at the dining hall to get you two dinner so it can be enjoyed in the peace of the room Beldaruit gave him. He fills your plate with all your favorite foods, even the cookies you loved back when you were students. He then fills his plate up and heads back to the room.

You’re beyond bored. Beldaruit wouldn’t let you join the meeting so your purpose in coming was basically stomped out. You have nothing to do because you don’t exactly want to walk the Great Hall and see old classmates. Small conversations with people that were rude to Qifrey, is something you do not want to participate in.

You’ve tried to take a nap and that didn’t end up happening. You looked over some spells in your palm quire to see if they need to be redone because they are bad but they are all nice and perfect. You groan before flinging yourself on the bed.

“When will be back Qifrey…” you trail off before rolling onto your back to stare at the ceiling. He’s been gone for a few hours at this point and you can’t stand it.

You look around the room and see the bathroom. Maybe taking a shower will cure your boredom. You push yourself off the bed and make your way into the bathroom. You start the shower before stripping while you wait for the water to heat up.

Once the water is to your liking you slip into the shower and wash your hair and body. You’re thankful the room that was given to you and Qifrey was stocked with anything you two could have imagined. Soap, snacks, drinks, and even old spell books. Beldaruit probably wants Qifrey to stay a while longer but you know he’s going to want to leave early tomorrow morning.

You finish washing yourself but you realize you didn’t bring a towel into the bathroom with you. The towels are lying on a side table by the bed. You curse yourself for not actually thinking more about this.

Flinging the bathroom door open you walks towards the pile of towels that are now mocking you.

Qifrey opens the door carefully, making sure he doesn’t drop the plates. He’d hate to go back in that noisy dining hall to get more food.

“I’m back!” He doesn’t look up because he’s paying attention to the door to make sure it closed behind him.

You heard a noise by the door so you, without thinking, walk to see what the commotion is. Yes while still being naked.

“I got dinner-“ Qifrey looks ahead and sees you with no clothes on, no towel around you, and water slowly running down your hair and body.

You both freeze without saying anything. Just staring at one another as if you two are stuck in time.

Your stomach growls which makes you cover your stomach and quickly wrap the towel you grabbed earlier around yourself. You dash into the bathroom and shut the door harshly.

Qifrey can barely breathe. You’re so beautiful. The water complimented your body so well, it was damn near hypnotizing.

He places the plates down on the nearest surface before knocking on the bathroom door.

“I apologize for walking in on you. I should have knocked or been louder.” He feels his stomach tie tightly in knots. You have every right to be mad after all he walked in on you. He hopes this doesn’t ruin anything.

“I can request another room. I brought you dinner, make sure you eat.” He feels his heart break as he walks back to the door. He really didn’t imagine this is how the night would go. He thought that he’d finally be able to make a move since you two finally get alone time and don’t have the girls sneaking around.

You open the bathroom door after slipping back into your cloak, “Qifrey, please don’t leave.”

He stops but doesn’t face you, “Are you sure you want that?” He feels like he doesn’t even have the right to turn and look at you anymore. He feels like he dishonored you.

You close the distance and grab his hand, leading him to the plates of food he’d grab. “It’d be a waste to let this food not to be eaten.”

He just nods, keeping his eye on the floor. “I suppose you’re right.”

You two sit at the table and eat but Qifrey never looks at you. That makes you upset, were you really that unflattering to him that he can’t even look at you anymore?

Putting your fork down you swallow thickly before asking, “Was my body really that bad?”

Qifrey’s neck snaps so he can look at you, “I beg your pardon?”

You curl in on yourself, “Am I unattractive to you?”

He stands up quickly which makes the chair screech against the floor. He kneels before you and takes your hands into his, “You are nothing less than radiant in my eye.”

“Then why won’t you look at me?” You feel the tears fill your eyes.

He finally looks up at you and tilts his head, “I shouldn’t have seen you like that. I froze and didn’t even try to cover my eyes or look away. It was rude of me.”

“So you didn’t like it…” your tears slowly fall down your face.

Qifrey blushes, “I adored it like how I adore everything about you. Felt like I was staring at a true piece of art.” He would tell you his heart raced, his stomach twisted in knots, his lungs couldn’t get anymore air and his eye was blessed.

He pulls you down to the floor with him and holds you tightly, “In all honesty it made me warm.”

“So you did like it.” You confirm while clinging onto him.

“Very much but I just wished that it didn’t happen in the way it did. I wanted to be the one to sweep you off your feet and make you feel how I felt when I saw you.”

You push back to look him in the eye, “You sweep me off my feet everyday.”

He smirks, “Then I must do something grand so I can truly win your heart and show you how devoted I am.”

“Let’s see what you got Qifrey.”

You two get home the next day and he can stop spacing out.

“Master the soup is boiling over!” Coco panics.

“Shoot!” He kills the heat before running a hand through his hair. “Okay no soup wasted!”

“You’ve been really distracted today…” she tells him as she grabs the bowls to help serve.

Yes, he has been because all he can remember is how your body looks and how it felt to cuddle you last night in bed. Now he can’t touch you whenever he wants or even see you bare again without worrying about anyone else around.

“Olly,” you push at your sleeping boyfriends shoulder. He doesn’t budge so you push harder, “Ollyyyyy.”

He slowly blinks awake, “Huh?”

“Olly I’m hungry.”

“What do you want?” He asks while rubbing his face.

“I want those jelly cups you made for the girls a couple weeks ago.”

“Baby, you know those take hours to make. It would only make you hungrier while you waited for them.”

“That’s true,” you sniffle, “I don’t know then.”

Leaning over you now he wipes your tears, “Don’t cry baby. I can make them tomorrow, just pick something else. Well maybe something that be made quickly.”

You adjust yourself to try and sink into your now shared bed more. By doing that you accidentally hit Olruggio with your baby bump.

“Sorry!”

“Don’t worry.” He shakes his heads while running a hand over your bump, “You’re showing a lot more.”

“Coco said that too! I didn’t even realize it.”

He stares deeply at your bump without saying anything and it starts making you nervous. “What’s wrong?” You panic even more, “Do you not like it?”

Olruggio snaps his eyes back up to yours, “WHAT!?”

“Shhh!!” You place a finger over his lips, “You’ll wake up the girls again!”

“Sorry,” he clears his throat. “But how could I hate this?” He starts to rub your belly with his hand again, “We created this. I couldn’t love it more.”

He adjusts himself a bit that’s when you feel something hard hit your leg. You smirk, “Seems you like it a lot.”

“I do.” He stops rubbing your bump and gently smiles at you.

You two haven’t slept together in a couple of weeks. You thought it was because he didn’t want to make you think he only wanted sex like your previous relationship. But now you’re not sure why he isn’t initiated anything.

So you reach down and squeeze his hard cock. He instinctively groans and rolls his hips into your hand. You squeeze it again and it seems to snap him out of it. He takes your hand, “Let’s not push yourself now.”

“But I want you.” Just knowing your bump made him hard, it’s making you insanely wet. You wrap your arms around his neck, “What if I told you I wanted you as my snack.”

Olruggio hangs his head, “I don’t want to hurt you.”

That’s the reason. You unwrap one of your arms from his neck and tilt his head up. “You’re not going to I promise. I’ll tell you if anything hurts, I swear to you.”

“Okay.”

“Oh, but one thing…” He tilts his head in curiosity. “Probably nothing too crazy now though.”

He blushes before nodding.

“Yay!” You cheer.

He laughs before pulling down your underwear. “You really make it easy now to get you undressed.”

“Well you’re a furnace! I’m not going to cook myself and the baby because you’re a literal fire.”

He leans down to kiss your neck and you can’t help but laugh at the tickle. At your giggling he easily slides his fingers in which makes you suck in a deep breath of air before letting out a little whine.

“You’re more sensitive too,” he murmurs into your neck.

“Feels good, keep going.” You beg as you try to grind down onto his fingers.

“Don’t rush it,” he whispers huskily into your ear. “Enjoy it.”

His voice deepening only makes you clench tighter onto him. He quickens the pace before you end up squirting all over him while moaning his name.

You slap a hand over your mouth realizing what you just did. Your eyes widen in horror and you panic once again, “I am so sorry! I didn’t mean to-“

Olruggio cuts you off with a sloppy kiss. Your teeth clash against each other and your tongues meet messily in the middle. He starts grinding into you and that makes you buck your hips up to match his pace.

You push him back and whine, “Take this off,” you paw at his and your clothes. He makes quick work of the clothes and effortless throws them off the bed.

He lines himself up with your entrance but before he pushes inside you he looks into your eyes. “Just… just tell me it’s okay. I don’t want to take advantage of you or anything.”

You feel yourself tear up at his confession. This man truly has a heart of gold.

“Yes it’s okay. I promise Olly.”

“Okay,” he breaths out before pushing inside you.

It’s been a few weeks so he stretches you out a bit more than normal. You pierce your nails into his back and moan at the feeling.

He bottoms out and gives you time to adjust and make sure you still feel comfortable. When you give him the go ahead he sets a nice pace to get you both use to the feeling once more.

But it seems like your pregnant self has other plans. “Harder Olly!”

“Baby-“

“Harder!” You cry out.

He plants his hands by the side of your head and thrusts into you harder and faster. You let out high pitched moans as he continues.

With your positions right now when he grinds into you, his stomach connects with your bump. And that makes him lose it.

He snaps his hips even harder to you and groans, “Fuck your bump is so beautiful.” He pants, “Fuck I have the most beautiful woman ever.”

He connects your foreheads, “I have no idea how I got so lucky to have you carry our child.”

“Only want your child Olly,” you tell him.

“Damn it, I’ve wanted this so bad for so long. Now I got this and I’m never letting go of this.”

“Close,” you whisper against his lips.

“Let go for me, let me feel all of you.”

Following his words, you cum all over his cock. He whines at the feeling and can’t help himself from cumming at the feeling of you letting go. He slowly grinds into you to finish your shared high.

Olruggio pants, “That was so good. Definitely one of our bests.”

“Couldn’t agree more.” You brush his hair out of his face, “But…”

He immediately stressed out, “Did I hurt you? Are you uncomfortable?”

“No! I’m fine. Well I’m still hungry…” you admit.

He looks out the window and still sees it’s very dark out. Must be around midnight.

“How about something light because you look tired.”

You yawn, “Sounds good to me. How about some sourdough toast?”

“Your wish is my command,” he gently kisses you before pushing himself off the bed. “I’ll be back.”

After getting dressed again and walking out to go make you your snack, you sit up and stretch. You get a chill running up your body now that Olruggio isn’t here. You look down at the pile of clothes and see his night shirt. He must have just put his underwear and pants on.

You sit up and carefully get down from the bed to reach the pile of clothes. You take your night shirt and wipe off the remnants of your mixture of cum before putting your underwear back on. You slip on his night shirt and try to make your way back up to the bed.

The door opens and closes quietly and you know you’re in for a lecture.

He sees you off the bed and he crosses the distance easily, “What are you doing?!”

“I was cold…”

“I could have gotten you whatever you wanted once I got back. It’s dangerous to do that while you’re pregnant.”

“I’m fine-“

“I think I’ll get an actual bed. So we don’t have to worry about this.”

“Olly-“

“I can have Qifrey help me move the bed tomorrow-“

“OLRUGGIO!”

He stops and stares, “What?”

“I’m fine. We can worry about the bed tomorrow, but can I please have my toast now?”

He rubs the back of his neck, “Oh yeah sorry.”

He talks you into eating on the bed, so he helps you up before handing the plate of toast to you. The snack disappears quickly and you smile happily.

“That was so good! Thank you.”

Olruggio smiles back at you, “Of course.” He takes the plate and gets off the bed and places it on a table he has on the raised area.

He gets back into bed and holds you and your bump protectively. “Thank you again for making me a father.”

“I wouldn’t want anyone else to be the father,” you rub your thumb back and forth on his hand that holds you.

“I love you, truly.”

“And I love you.”

He kisses the back of your head, “Now go to sleep. You have to sleep for two people after all.”

“You better sleep too! Can’t have a sleepy dad.”

“I’m prioritizing my sleep now because I have to be able to help you when you need it. Can’t do that if I’m sleeping or always tired.”

“I didn’t mean it like that. You’re still allowed to be tired, after all you are the one brining in the income after all-“

“Doesn’t matter. I need to be there for you and our child. I can’t leave my girl and baby by themselves.”

Your eyes begin to water once again, you’ve noticed that you’re really emotional while being pregnant but you can’t seem to care. After all you got the man of your dreams and a baby on the way. There’s nothing more you could want.

“You’re the best.”

“Says you. But sleep baby, I’ll be right here.”

“Come on, I know you can give me one more.” Olruggio says while ending with a hard thrust. 

You shake your head while digging your nails into his back. “Can’t- Ollyyyyy,” you whine. 

He slows his rhythm down just a bit, kissing up your neck to soothe you. “I got you, just let go.” 

Wrapping your legs around him to pull him closer indicating you’ll go another round. As soon as he gets the green light, Olruggio he smiles then slams his hips against yours picking up his pace. 

“Gods you’re perfect,” he buries himself in your neck. “I could die right here and be a happy man.” 

“Olly,” you moan as he hits the right spot to make you see stars. “Gonna cum.” 

“Go ahead pretty girl,” he encourages while pulling your leg up higher to get more of a reaction out of you. 

You scream his name as you climax. As you tighten around him he feels himself let go and paint your womb. He rolls his hips slowly to have you both ride out your highs. 

When you’re both finished he hovers above you breathing heavily. When you lock eyes with him he smirks, “That was a new record.” 

You push his face and he can’t help and laugh. “No need to be embarrassed, it was hot.” 

“So romantic,” you roll your eyes. You stare at him above you, bring up your hand you push his hair back, “Your hair got pretty long.” 

“Didn’t really notice,” he watches you fondly. 

He doesn’t say anything for a minute, “What?” You ask. 

“You’re really pretty.” Olruggio leans down to connect your lips in a soft and slow kiss. 

Your hand that was playing with his hair moves to the back of his head to keep him close while he holds your waist. He rubs up and down your sides before breaking the kiss and staring at you lovingly. 

Your stomach fills with butterflies at the look of adoration he’s giving you. But it also breaks your heart into small pieces at the same time because he doesn’t actually mean it. You two have been hooking up for months now and he made it very clear it was just sex. Maybe it’s on you for making a deal with the guy you love about just having sex without the possibility of it growing into a relationship. 

Olruggio then stops holding himself up, crushing you against him and the bed. 

“Olly,” you wheeze while trying to push him off. “You’re heavy.” You try to move your leg but end up kneeing him in the crotch. 

“Damn it, that hurt.” He flips over so he’s lying on his back. “You know if you take that out we can’t do this anymore.” 

“Guess I’d have to go to Qifrey then.” You joke. 

Olruggio holds himself up on his elbow and grabs your face between his hands, “You only come to me, got it?” 

His glare is serious so all you do is nod, “Only you.” You promise him. 

He holds you in that position for a second before falling back against the mattress and pulling you into him so your head rests on his chest. 

You yawn as you get comfortable in the new position. 

“Maybe we should have done a few less rounds. We have to be up early tomorrow… well today.” He corrects himself when he looks out the window and see the moon already lowering. 

You draw patterns into his chest, “It was nice though.”

“Got that right, we don’t just break a record by doing nothing.” 

You laugh before closing your eyes, “Goodnight Olly.” 

“Goodnight,” he places a gentle kiss to your forehead. 

You wake up with the sun shinning through the window. You bury yourself into the blankets hoping you’ll be able to fall back asleep but since you were blinded by the suns light, you’re up. You really have to make Olruggio start sleeping on this side so he’s the one to wake up. 

Checking on said man, you turn your head to see him sprawled out not touching you at all. That’ll let you get out of bed and dressed without a fight. 

Pulling back the blanket you hop down onto the raised area he has in his room to grab your clothes he threw down there. You bend over to pick your clothes up, you jump when you hear a low whistle. 

“That’s a nice view to wake up too,” he sits on the edge of his bed with the blanket covering his lower half. 

“You should be getting dressed too, after all it’s your client we are meeting.” You slip on your cloak. “I’m going to go wash up, I’ll see you when you’re ready.” 

Making your way to the stairs he drops down and stands before you, he tilts your chin up and kisses you softly once again. “Sorry for all the bruises.” 

Shrugging it off, “It isn’t the first time and definitely isn’t the last time.”

He hovers over your hips where he saw the bruises from his grip, “You’re sure they don’t hurt?” 

“Nope,” you shake your head. “I actually like them, marking is hot.” 

He doesn’t respond instead he leans in and places kisses trailing up from your neck to your jaw. 

“I’ll remember that for next time.” He finally pulls back and heads towards his bathroom. 

Taking that as your sign to leave, you sneak back to your room and get ready for you the trip you and Olruggio are about to go on. 

The girls hug you goodbye as Olruggio makes sure he has everything he needs. 

“Goodbye girls!” You give them a tight squeeze, “Make sure you listen to Master Qifrey!” 

“We will!” They promise as the hug ends. 

Olruggio walks up to the door with Qifrey behind him, “Have a safe trip.” 

“Thank you,” Olruggio picks up your bag from the floor. 

He starts to walk out and you immediately follow him and try to reach for your bag, “I can carry it.” 

He moves your bag in his other hand and grabs the hand you’re reaching out with. He pulls you closer and gently smiles, “I got it.” 

You blush at the open display of affection. The most he will ever do it put a hand on your back to guide you or rest his hand on your knee under a table. 

“Oh look, the pegasus carriage the client sent is here.” He slides his hand into yours and pulls you towards it. 

He goes in first and puts your bags down on one of the benches then turns and holds out a hand for you. Taking his hand again he helps inside and guides you to sit on the opened bench. He plops down beside you and takes off his cap. 

“The ride will be long, so get comfy.” 

You yawn at his words, you still are tired from barely getting any sleep last night. 

Olruggio takes off your cap and guides your head to rest against your shoulder, “Go ahead and sleep.” 

You close your eyes and think about how forward he is today. Maybe he’s just doing it because you two are alone. Or he’s still in the mood but won’t show it. You don’t think it’s the later because he’s never one to depend his whole mood based off sex. If you say you’re busy or not in the mood he lays off real fast and continues on normally. 

You end up falling asleep quickly after you stop debating about his actions this morning over and over again. 

*** 

Olruggio was right the trip was long. When he shook you awake the sun was already at its highest point. 

You sit up and stretch, “Did you get any sleep?” 

“Just a bit. I was mainly going over blueprints,” he points to the blueprints he has on his lap. 

You take the blueprint in his lap and look at it. He has a drawing in the middle with a bunch of notes pointing to different things. You don’t really get what it’s supposed to be. 

“What is it that the client wants?” 

“Security system. He and his wife just had twins and want to take no chances with their safety.” He points to a part of the blueprint, “This is the door and this is the special locks he wants me to build and add onto the doors. Essentially him and people that are close to him would know how to deal with the locks so say if someone opened it with brute force, like a break in, alarms that I made would go off.” 

“Wow. You’ve never done something like this before, it’s so cool.” 

“It was a challenge because I didn’t want a kid to accidentally set it off and falsely trigger. But I’m glad I was able to make it in the end.” 

“You’re so talented Olruggio,” you smile brightly at him. 

A red hue colors the top of his cheeks and he grabs the blueprint from you while cleaning his throat. “Thank you. Just doing a witches job.” 

You lightly dance your fingers from his forearm to his hand and open his hand up. “Many people can’t do what these hands can do. Be proud of yourself Olly, you bring a lot of people happiness.” 

“Yeah like you when they are in you- OW!” He folds over holding his stomach after you smacked it. 

“Behave!” 

“That’s what I told you last night-“ you go to lightly hit him with both hands but he catches your wrists. He then pulls you close and kisses you. 

The kiss lasts a second, “You done hitting me?” He asks when he pulls back still holding your wrists. 

“Will you promise to be on your best behavior in front of this family?” 

He smiles, “Promise.” 

“Then I promise to stop hitting you.” 

Olruggio lets go of your wrists, turning his gaze to the window. “Looks like we are here.” You help him roll up and put away the blueprints in his bag before the pegasus carriage touches the ground. 

Olruggio steps out first and you hand him the bags, which he places on the ground so he can focus on helping you out of the carriage. You know you don’t need help getting down but there’s something about it that just makes you feel seen. 

You step on the grass and quickly try to grab your bag but he bumps you out of the way. “Nice try,” he says looking at you over his shoulder. 

“Ah Mister Olruggio! Nice to finally meet you.” A young man stands before you two. 

“Nice to meet you as well Mr. Jaque.” Olruggio puts his bag down and shakes his hand. 

“Nonsense call me Paul.” He looks over at you.

Olruggio takes it as a sign to introduce you. “Nice to meet you,” you greet him and shake his hand too. 

“You as well.” The man pulls back him hand, “Follow me and I’ll take you two to our little guest house.” 

Olruggio picks up his bag then you two follow the man to a little house that’s behind their house. You knew this family must be well off since they hired Olruggio to make a whole security system but this definitely exceeds your expectations. 

It’s a cute little building. It’s set up where you can see everything, the kitchen, the bed, the bathroom, WAIT THE BED!? 

Yeah you and Olruggio share a bed after you two have sex but you’ve never shared a bed to share a bed. He has always been strict about it because he didn’t “want to cross the lines.” 

“I’ll let you two get settled in. I’ll come back in an hour or so to talk to you about your plans Mister Olruggio.” 

“Thank you.” Olruggio thanks him and plops right on the bed as soon as the man leaves. 

“I’m still so tired and I feel like this is going to be a doozy.” You stand in what can be called the kitchen area not moving. He picks his head up, “Why are you just standing over there?” 

“There’s one bed.” 

“So?” 

Ugh of course he sees nothing wrong with this. Yet he was the one that made the damn rule. 

Rolling your eyes, “Never mind.” You decide to see if they put anything in fridge for you two. 

You hear him get up and walk over but you ignore him and try to figure what to make for lunch. There’s some meat, veggies, eggs, fruit, and you saw bread on the counter. Maybe you could make sandwiches real quick. 

The fridge door then slams shut but another hand. “What’s wrong?” 

“Nothing,” you try and open the fridge again but he keeps it closed with his one hand. “Please stop so I can make us lunch before you have to work all afternoon.” 

He relents and takes his hand off the fridge. You pull out the meat and some veggies to put on the sandwich. Placing all the ingredients out on the counter, a pan comes to view in your peripheral view. 

“Here.” Olruggio passes you the pan then grabs a cutting board and knife to start cutting the veggies. 

“Sit down! I can do this, go relax before you’re pulled away.” You try to shoo him out of the kitchen. 

“It’s fine. I like cooking with you anyways.” He laughs at your attempts to move him as he doesn’t budge. 

 “Fine,” you give up because you know you’re not going to win a fight against his stubborn self. 

You two make a quick lunch, eat and barely finish the dishes when a knock at the door comes. 

“Quite eager for you,” you tease. 

“And I’m eager for you.” He smirks before rushing to the door so you don’t get the chance to smack him again. 

“Mister Olruggio! I trust everything here is to both of yours liking?” 

“Yes. We appreciate the food you gave us.” 

“Of course! Now follow me you two, I’ll show you around.” 

You grab Olruggio’s bag and walk over to the door and he easily takes it before following the man back to his house. 

The man first shows you two the doors he wants the security system on before taking you inside. You meet his wife and newborn while the men sit at the table and look over the blueprints. 

“She’s very pretty,” you tell Belle. 

The baby must have heard you because she smiles and waves her arms around. 

“Did she complement you?” The mom, Belle, asks while tickling the baby’s belly.

She asks you questions about being a witch and you answer to the best of your ability without giving anything away. 

The conversation is cut by the baby starting to wail loudly. Belle tries her best to calm her down but struggles. She holds the baby up so she can pat her back which leaves the baby looking straight at you. 

You know Olruggio works better in quiet environments so you try to calm the baby down so he doesn’t get overwhelmed. 

You get the baby’s attention fully on you then you release a couple light spells that make it look like you are releasing itty bitty fireworks. The baby stops crying and happily cheers. She claps enthusiastically at your little display which makes everyone look over at you. But your focus is on making the baby happy. 

Olruggio watches you fondly. He was starting to get a little stressed because he couldn’t focus on explaining the security system with the extra noise. He knows it’s not the baby’s fault and won’t blame her, but he just prefers more quiet environments. 

“Your girlfriend is very talented and good with kids. You got lucky with her.” 

“She is very talented,” turning his gaze back to his client, “But we aren’t dating.” 

“Could have fooled me.” 

Olruggio furrows his brows, was it that obvious that he is in love with you? Damn it he scolds himself, calm yourself. 

“We are just close. Known each other since we were kids. So we’ve seen the good and bad sides of each other.” 

“Sure keep telling yourself that.” The man focuses back on the blueprint in front of him. Olruggio got a flashback of Qifrey saying the same exact thing. Whatever, they don’t understand. 

The baby ends up falling asleep before Olruggio pulls you away so he can start working on the project. He likes to keep you close when he works because he enjoys your presence but also likes it so he can asks you questions if he gets stuck. 

He decided to work at the back door first because if something messes up, the front door isn’t out of commission. 

He takes off the door knob and looks at its shape and how it fits exactly into the door. He plays with the door on the hinges before confirming something with a new blueprint. 

Olruggio puts a pencil in his mouth and picks up the blueprint so he makes sure he marks the right areas he’s going to work on. 

He is super attractive when he’s locked in and focus on his work. He doesn’t miss a tiny detail and works so diligently. You bet he doesn’t even realize it because then he would understand why so many clients have tried to take him out after he’s done working. 

“Hey!” Olruggio calls out. 

You snap out of your trance, “Sorry… need something?” 

“Asked if you could grab me my pen. But it seems like someone had a fun time in laland.” He jokes. 

You get up off the rock you’re sitting on and dig through his bag for his smaller waist bag to dig around for his pen. “Why don’t you just wear this?” You hold up his waist bag. 

“Oh right… good idea. Can you put it on? I can’t take my hands off the spots I have marked.” 

You push yourself up and position yourself so you don’t get in his way but are good enough to actually get the bag on. You position it on his left side so he’d be able to grab things with his dominate hand. You side the leather strap through the buckle and tighten it so it sits nice upon his waist. 

You pull your hands back a bit to make sure it stays and once you see it does you slowly drag your hands down his thighs. 

“Don’t test me.” He threatens. 

Eyes widening you realize now you’re starting to be more touchy with him. “Sorry.” You immediately pull one hand back and have the other go for his pen in his bag. “Here.” You hold the pen up for him. 

“Thank you.” He draws a couple seals where he marked them then takes a step back. Not watching his step he accidentally bumps into you. 

You stumble but not for long because he is quick to wrap an arm around you to steady you. 

“Got you.” He pulls you into his side. Olruggio looks to see how perfectly you fit into his side. It is almost like you were meant to be there. He can imagine it, a relationship with you. His heart just soars at the thought. 

He is watching you very closely and you don’t know how to feel about it. Is he getting back at you for touching him earlier? 

“So,” you clear your throat. “How is this working?” 

Instead of looking at what he’s done so far he keeps his eyes on you and speaks softly. “I set up a pattern on how the door is supposed to be open and then the seals will unlock and open. If it doesn’t follow the pattern then a noise will trigger because one of the seals will react.” 

You dare yourself to look at him instead of the seals you are trying to find a deep interest in. When your gazes lock his mouth opens just barely as if he wants to say something. He ignores whatever comes over him and starts to lean down. 

You two get so close before a cheer pierces through the air. You immediately push him back and look where the noise came from. 

Belle is walking with the baby in her hands and seems to only notice you after you separated from Olruggio. 

“Oh there you are! Sorry I didn’t mean to interrupt but she wanted to see you again as soon as she woke up.” 

She walks over and the baby gives you grabby hands as soon as she recognizes you. 

“Would you like to hold her?” Belle clarifies obviously not forcing you if you don’t want to. 

“Oh um sure.” She hands you the baby and you adjust your grip so everything is being supported. 

The baby babbles happily in your hold along with having the biggest smile ever. 

“She’s cute,” Olruggio looks over your shoulder. He puts a hand on your lower back to let you know he’s right there. 

The baby reaches her arms out and he reaches a hand out and the baby eagerly grabs it tightly. 

“You two would be great parents!” 

You smile at her through gritted teeth, “Thank you but we aren’t together.” 

Olruggio then drops his hand from your back quickly and that breaks your heart into so many pieces. It really is just a show for him isn’t it. 

“Oh I’m sorry! I assumed you were.” 

“It’s fine,” Olruggio grunts before turning back to his work. 

You sadly watch him walk away and get right back to work. Why does it feel like there is always going to be a rift between you too. Guess a relationship will never actually happen. 

“It never hurts to be honest with your feelings, you know.” Belle comes by your side and starts leading you to the front of the house.  She sits on a bench and taps the open space right next to her. 

You sit down slowly making sure you don’t jostle the baby. “I think it’s better for me to keep my feeling to myself,” you admit. 

“Why is that?” 

“As much as I love him, he has never really been a relationship guy.” 

“Maybe he just hasn’t found the right relationship.” 

“Probably, he’s been stuck with my friend and I since we were kids so he doesn’t get ouch much.” 

She shakes her head at your naivety. “Not what I meant.” 

You tilt your head, “What do you mean?” 

“He hasn’t found one because he wants you.” 

You laugh. You genuinely laugh. 

“There is no way he’s into me like that.” 

“I bet you would say different if you saw what I saw before this little stinker ruined the moment.” 

You blush, “You saw that!?” 

“Yep.” 

“Ugh… just pretend you didn’t.” 

“Why?” 

Your voice catches, “Please just drop it.” 

She sighs, “Didn’t mean to pry. I would hate for you to miss your chance with him.” 

You just nod and pass her back her baby, “I’m going to go see if he needs any help. Have a good rest of your evening.” 

Not waiting for her response you make your way to the back of house to see Olruggio sprawled over the stone path they have. 

You stand over him and look down at him. Sensing something took his light he opens his eyes and sees you looking down at him. 

“You okay?” You ask. 

“The stool Paul gave me broke so I fell off and haven’t gotten up since.” He smirks, “Did I get a good tan?” 

You bend down and tilt his head side to side, “No but you did get a sunburn.” 

He sits straight up knocking your head with his. You hold your forehead, damn you didn’t realize how thick of a skull that man has. 

“Damn it sorry.” He reaches out for your hands to move them away, “Okay no bump or bruise.”

“You have a real thick skull there,” you rub your forehead. 

“That’s what my mom always told me. But I’m actually sun burnt? I’ve only been outside for an hour.” 

“No I was just continuing the joke.” You look to see the broken stool and the setting sun. 

“Wanna call it a day? I can go make some dinner.” 

“Sure, I’ll clean up and meet you back at the house.” 

You two ate dinner in silence then basically went straight to bed with how tired you both were from the day. 

You were hesitant to get in the bed with him because you didn’t know if he would be weird since you two weren’t sleeping together. He quickly silenced the thoughts that plagued your mind by pulling you into bed and tucking you under him. Didn’t even utter a word because we passed out as soon as you were in his hold.

***

The next couple of days went by fast, well for Olruggio. For you it went by terribly slow. He didn’t need much help so if you weren’t helping him you were playing with the baby. 

Today you were entertaining the village kids. 

“Do it again Miss Witch!” A young boy begs. 

“Can you all count down slowly from 3?” 

“3…2…1…!” 

You then spin and have a water stream spin around you then you bring it up in one big ball and have the ball explode so it would “rain”.

“YAY!” The kids cheer and laugh as they run through the water. The parents clap and enthusiastically watch their kids. 

Olruggio watches you while he takes a break from working on the front door. You’re so caring and patient with the kids. He knew that already with how you act around the girls, but seeing you here with these kids it makes him feel some type of way. 

He shifts in his makeshift seat against the fence, to pull the now tight underwear and pants he is wearing. The thought of you carrying his kid is running rampant in his head. He just wants to put a kid in you. 

Would the kid look like you? He hopes so because he’d feel bad if the kid you carried for nine months would end up looking like him. He bets you’d look so gorgeous while being pregnant. Your bigger chest, your round stomach, your smile being bigger than ever. 

“Regretting your decision now?” 

Olruggio jumps at the sudden voice in his ear. Whipping his head to the side he sees Paul looking ahead at you. 

“What?” He swallows thickly. 

“Not asking her out. I swear you look at her like she is the only one in a room. Yet you’re determined to say it’s not like that.” 

“Because it isn’t.” He wishes it was though. Olruggio punches himself every day for asking you to be friends with benefits and not his girlfriend. He’s also the one that made stupid rules to make sure it stayed that way. The only reason he made them is because if something happens you two could break it off easily. 

He pushes himself off the fence and makes his way back to the front door to finish what he had started before taking a little snack break. 

The day was poor torture for Olruggio. All he can think about is you pregnant. He wants you right now and he wants the day to hurry so he can fuck you stupid all night. 

“So one of the kids parents is a baker! He gave me this dough for entertaining the kids all afternoon so I was thinking we could make pizza.” 

“Mhm.” 

“Do you want something else?” 

“No pizza is fine.” 

Why is he so dismissive right now? Did the spells not work again today? 

You touch his arm and he flinches back as if you just burned him. You begin to profusely apologize, “I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.” 

He breathes heavily before grabbing your wrist and dragging you back to the house making your walk go quick. He swings open the door then slams it shut. He pins you against the door without wasting a second, he connects your lips. 

It’s messy, hot, and uncoordinated. You drop the dough you got from the baker and grip tightly onto Olruggio’s shoulders to steady yourself. 

He breaks the kiss to start kissing from your cheek down to your neck. 

“Been thinking about you all day,” he grabs your hand and places it over his rock hard cock. “This…” he groans as you squeeze it just a bit, “this is what you do to me.” 

He moves to your neck and starts sucking at the area where your neck and shoulder meet. 

“Olly,” you sigh. 

“Fuck princess,” he pulls himself from your neck and connects your foreheads. He pants against your lips, “Mind if we go a bit rough?” 

Ever the gentleman making sure you are still okay with everything before starting. 

You barely finishing nodding before he is ripping your clothes off yours and his clothes. Once you two are bare he taps the back of your legs, “Jump for me pretty girl.” 

Putting your hands on his shoulders again you use your momentum and jump up, he easily catches the back of your legs and walks you over to the wall by the bed. He presses you against, making sure not to slam you too hard. He doesn’t want to repeat the accident of slamming you so hard that you smack your head on bricks. 

He is swift to connect your lips again and slip his tongue into your mouth. He pushes against yours to show you he’s in control right now and it’ll be next to impossible to fight it. 

Between kisses you whine, “Olly, put it innn.” 

“Baby I haven’t prepped you yet- shit,” he lets out a low moan as you pull his hair once he denied you. 

“Please, I’m wet enough.”

“Baby-“ 

“Please please please please,” you beg with tears in your eyes. 

He rests his head on your collarbone, “Tell me if it hurts.” 

“Won’t… like it when you stretch me.” 

He picks his head up and holds you up with one arm as he lines himself up with your hole. 

“You’re gonna be the death of me,” he slams into you and you scream into his ear. He rolls his hips up quickly, “Yeah let them know who is making you feel this good.” 

“Ollyyyyyy,” you run your nails down his back most likely drawing blood again. 

“Love it when you say my name like that baby,” he slams hard into you again, “makes me so hard.” 

“So biggggg,” you moan. 

“Damn you’re really trying to kill me here.” 

You tilt his head up so you can look into his beautiful blue eyes. Looking at him being so needy and turned on makes you clench onto him tighter. 

He bites his lip but maintains eye contact, “So beautiful.” 

“So close,” is all you say back to him. 

Olruggio fastens his, he feels like you are about to snap. 

A loud and rapid knocks ring against the door. 

Olruggio jumps and loosens his hold on you. You start to fall, “Olly-“ 

“Shit!” He catches you, “Sorry.” 

“Mister Olruggio!” 

You lean close to his ear, “What the hell does he want?” 

“No idea.” 

“Mister Olruggio?” 

“One second!” He calls out to Paul. 

“Olly, don’t stop,” you cry. 

“Shhhh baby it’ll be real fast okay?” 

You feel tears of frustration roll down your face so you look away in embarrassment. 

He wipes your tears, “Don’t cry. Promise I’ll fuck you good once he leaves then I’ll make you a pizza. Deal?” 

“Fine.” 

He places you on the bed, “Hide under the covers, don’t want him to see what’s mine.” 

Olruggio then quickly throws on his pants and shirt, he kicks the rest of the clothes behind where the door will block them. He then sees the dough on the floor, he thanks the baker put it in a bag so he quickly throws it on the counter. 

He swings open the door to be met with Paul holding a whole bunch of different foods and drinks. 

“There you are!” 

“Sorry,” Olruggio rubs the back of his neck. “Was washing up and didn’t realize she fell asleep so she couldn’t get the door.” 

“Oh no worries! I bet she’s tried from playing with all those kids today.” 

He nods. Get to the point man, he needs to fuck you. 

“I brought you two these because there’s supposed to be a bad storm tomorrow.” He points off into the distance, “It’ll start within the next couple of hours so don’t worry about working tomorrow.” 

He grabs the food from Paul, “Thank you. I hope you three stay warm.” 

“Same goes for you two! Goodnight.” 

“Night.” 

Olruggio shuts the door and locks it this time. He places all the stuff on the counter so he can put it away later. 

You rose out of bed when Paul finally let, making your way to the counter you look at all the stuff you two were given. 

“You would think a whole family was staying here,” you peak through all the bags. “But we got some really nice snacks now.” 

Olruggio picks you up and sits you on the counter. “Well I made you a promise. Fuck then food.” 

He swiftly takes off his clothes then pushes you to lay down on the counter. He pushes your legs apart, he moves his arms to the sides of your head. Lining himself up once again, he pushes inside you. 

He doesn’t waste time by building you up again slowly, no right now he is feral. He wants something he can’t admit right now. But damn does it really push him to fuck you hard and fast. 

You slide your hands down his chest to his stomach and feel his abs flex with every thrust. 

“Olly… feels great!” You moan into his mouth. 

“That’s the goal sweetheart.” 

He pulls you so your lower half is hanging off the counter more, he takes your right leg and wraps it around his waist. 

You let out a high pitched moan when he hits your sweet spot. 

“Sing for me baby~”

You pull him in by the back of his head, “So close… always so close for you.” 

His heart stutters and he swallows thickly, “Me too,” he whispers truthfully. 

At his words you reach your peak and tighten around him as you release all over his cock. 

He grits his teeth and holds out until you finish before emptying himself inside of you. 

You both breathe heavily trying to calm down from the intense fuck. When your breath evens out he sits you up. He steadies you before releasing his hands but keeping them close just in case you fall. You don’t fall so he goes and grabs a towel. He wets it and comes back to clean you and himself up. 

He cleans you first before cleaning himself. As he is about to throw the towel to the side your stomach grumbles loudly.

You cover your stomach in embarrassment. 

Olruggio laughs, “Time to make good on my other promise.” He holding out his hand, he helps you down. 

He walks over to the pile of clothes and slides on his underwear before throwing you his shirt. “Go ahead and wear it, don’t worry about getting anything on it. I’m in a dire need to do laundry once we get back.” 

After slipping on his shirt you start putting away all the food Paul gave you two. Olruggio starts to get the ingredients out to make the pizza. He begins to pull the ingredients out of their bags and you freak, “WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?” 

He freezes in spot, “Huh?” 

“YOU DIDN’T CLEAN THE COUNTER!!” 

“Uh so?” 

“We just had sex on it!” 

“Yes…” 

“Oh my gosh.” You grab cleaning supplies from under the sink and start cleaning the counter. 

“I’ve eaten you out before, I don’t mind eating you on my pizza.” 

You glare at him and that makes him shut up. 

You two end up making the pizza and sitting in the bed eating it. 

“Wasn’t tomorrow supposed to be your last day?” 

“Yeah. I want to go home too but it seems like weather is not on our side.” 

“When is it ever?” 

“That’s true,” he takes a bite of his pizza. “You made the kids really happy today.” 

You wipe your mouth with a napkin, “It was a lot of fun. Sometimes it’s nice to do things like that because then it makes you remember what magic is truly about.” 

Olruggio leans his elbow against his knee. He sets his chin his hand and stares fondly at you, “You always had a gift to bring cheer to those around you.” 

“I wouldn’t go that far,” you shake your head. 

“I would.” 

“I don’t think I’m winning this argument am I?” 

“Nope,” he emphasizes the p. 

You flop back in the bed, “I’m so beat.” 

Olruggio places the plates on the nightstand before hovering over you, “Well get some good sleep tonight because we are fucking all day tomorrow.” 

You trace his nose, “How did I know that’s what you were going to say?” 

“Because we think alike.” 

“Oh?” You raise your eyebrow, “What am I thinking about right now?” 

“About how hot I am.” 

You laugh loudly, “How did you know?” 

“I’m a good guesser.” 

“Soooo good.” 

Your eyes droop a bit and he leans down to press a kiss to your forehead, “Go to sleep beautiful.” 

Without putting up a fight you close your eyes and fall asleep. 

Olruggio watches over you peacefully. Gods he wants more than anything. You’re so close yet so far. He needs you. He can’t live or breathe without you. 

***

True to his word you and Olruggio fucked all day as the aggressive storm lasted all day. The next day he finished the security system and showed the family how it worked. They were happy with his work so after they paid him, you two were able to go back to the atelier. 

“You were walking funny this morning.” Olruggio points out while you two fly back in the pegasus carriage. 

“I wonder why. You literally had me pinned or tied to the bed all day.” 

He shrugs, “You didn’t complain.” 

“Obviously I’m not going to.” 

“Good,” he kisses the side of your head. 

You sigh deeply because you know this Olruggio that has been more touchy and flirty is going to disappear as soon as this carriage lands. 

“What’s wrong?” He asks. 

“Nothing. I’m just exhausted.” 

“Same here. Think I’m going to sleep the next couple of days.” 

The pegasus carriage lands and as soon as Olruggio helps you out the girls jump on you, “Welcome back! We missed you!” 

“What about me?” Olruggio questions them. 

“Missed you too Master Olly but we missed her more,” Tetia answers. 

Olruggio’s jaw drops. “Should have seen that coming my friend.” Qifrey laughs. 

“Yeah whatever.” 

Olruggio watches you with the girls again and he gets that deep feeling inside him again. But he shakes it off, he doesn’t want to make this friends with benefits thing a whole mess. Maybe he should break it off. 

*** 

A couple weeks go by and everything goes back to your normal routine. Though you have been waking up feeling sick, sometimes you throw up, other times you don’t. So you must have a stomach bug, or at least that’s what you tell yourself. 

Olruggio had another client but he went by himself because it was supposed to be a quick one but ended up taking longer than all of them expected. 

So you sit with Qifrey after the girls go to bed. 

“You should just tell him how you feel.” 

“This again?” 

“Yes.” Qifrey tells you seriously, “What is stopping you.” 

“You’ve seen for yourself he doesn’t do relationships.” 

“Is that what you keep telling yourself?” 

“YES!” You throw your arms up, “Why else would he just want to hook up?” 

The door swings open and here walks in a dead looking Olruggio. He sees you and walks over pulling you off the couch and dragging you into his room. 

He flies you two up to his bed and he pulls you to lay on his chest. 

“Olly you should change first.” 

“Too tired. Shhh just sleep.” 

Pushing yourself up you start to take off his cloak, cap, and shoes just so he’s at least a little more comfortable. 

He waits impatiently for you to finish then pulls you back down and passes out. 

What a strange behavior from him. 

You wake up the next morning to Olruggio positioning you on his lap. He grinds up into you, “Can we do it?” He begs. 

You feel a bit woozy but feeling Olruggio grind against you makes you feel so needy. 

“Okay,” you nod. 

You two are quick to undress and he slides his fingers into you to get you warmed up. His thick and long fingers hit the spots you can’t reach yourself. He then rubs your clit with his thumb which makes you climax. 

“You’re sensitive today,” he murmurs against your neck. 

You feel something stuck in your throat but choose to ignore it. 

He slides himself into you and starts a slower pace to get you both use to the feeling since it’s been a bit since you two have slept together. 

Olruggio starts to pick up the pace and you start to feel your stomach knot but not in a good way. 

“Olly-“ you push at him. 

“Hm?” 

“Stop.” 

“Huh?” He slows down a bit but doesn’t fully stop because he didn’t fully hear you. 

“Stop, I’m gonna-“ you slip off of him and hold your head over his bed and throw up. It lands all over his stairs. Damn it. 

You pant after you finish, “I’ll clean it.” You go to get off the his bed but Olruggio pulls you back. 

“No. Rest right there, I’ll clean it up.” 

You shake your head, “No, I can do it.” 

“Rest,” he kisses the top of your head and jump down to clean up your vomit. You feel embarrassed. This is so embarrassing. Frustrated tears fills your eyes so you decide to bundle yourself into his blankets and go back to sleep. 

Since that morning with Olruggio, you have been throwing up every morning. You must have caught a bad stomach bug. A real bad one. 

“You should go to the doctor.” Olruggio tells you as you two eat breakfast. Well him, you can’t stand the smell or sight of food right now so you just push your food around. 

“I guess I’ll go.” 

“I would go with but I have to finish this commission so I can send it off later today.” 

You wave him off, “It’s okay. We have the window way to Kahln so it’s a fast trip.” 

You ended up going to the doctor in Kahln a couple hours later. You sit back in the room waiting for the doctor to come in. 

A knock rocks against the door then the doctor comes in. 

“Good afternoon!” 

“Good afternoon!” 

“So how are you feeling?” The doctor gets her notes ready.

“My stomach has been bugging recently. I’ve been throwing up every morning for the past week and a half. I also can’t stand the sight or smell of food.” 

“Okay. When was your last period?”

“Um,” you think back to it. You can’t remember. “I don’t remember.” 

“Is there a possibility you think you could be pregnant?” 

“I mean I have had a lot of sex recently. So yeah there’s a chance.” 

“Let me order you a test.” 

She leaves and comes back with a test. You go take the test and come back to hand it to her. She leaves again for a couple minutes. 

You sit there anxiously. What do you do if you’re pregnant? How the hell would Olruggio act? 

The doctor comes back in smiling, “Good news. You are pregnant.” 

Your jaw drops, “For real?” 

“Yes.” 

She goes over steps for keeping the baby since you told her you’d like to keep it. “Here take this, it has everything you’ll need for further care after today. Congratulations again.” 

“Thank you…” 

You get back to the atelier and everyone is sitting eating dinner. Olruggio pulls your seat next to him out and taps it. 

“How’d it go?” 

“Just a stomach bug. She said it will go away within the next couple of days.” 

“That’s good!” 

“Mhm.” 

You feel an eye on you. Glancing up you see Qifrey staring into your soul. He must not buy your lie like Olruggio does. Great. 

The night goes on and when you head to bed Qifrey is already standing outside your door. 

“Can we talk?” 

“Sure.” You open the door and he follows you in. 

“You’re not sick so what’s the real problem.” 

“What are you a detective,” you half heartedly joke. 

“I know when you’re lying but if that’s how you want to see it then sure.” 

You sigh, “I’m pregnant.” 

“And it’s Olruggio’s,” he states not asking a question. 

You swallow thickly and nod. 

He walks over and hugs you, “Hey it’s okay, you both will figure it out.” 

You cry into his chest, “What if he’s mad Qifrey? What if he doesn’t want it?” 

“I doubt he would just give you and child up. He’s not like that.” 

“That’s my point!” You push him back, “I don’t want to trap him!” 

“You’re not trapping him at all.” 

“Will he see that when I tell him? My hook up? The man that told me no to a relationship but yes to sex?” 

“Listen he won’t act like how you think he will,” Qifrey explains. “He needs to know the truth. The whole truth.” 

You hug your arms around you to comfort yourself, “Like that will go any better.”

“You don’t know if you don’t try.” 

“Fine,” you snap. “I’ll try tomorrow.” 

He holds his hands up, “Calm down I’m not trying to make you uncomfortable. But it’s time you two had a serious conversation.” 

“I know.” 

“I won’t lecture you any longer, go get some sleep. You’ll be needing a lot more now.” 

“Yeah goodnight.” 

“Goodnight.” 

He leaves and you fall into your bed. You stare at the ceiling and think of the script you want to follow with Olruggio tomorrow. 

You toss and turn all night because of your nerves and that does make you feel any better physically. 

You decide to say you’re “sleeping in” so you can prepare for the conversation standing up and pacing your room. 

You finally have enough so you walk out your room to see Olruggio drinking in the kitchen. “Really this early in the morning?” 

Olruggio jumps, “It was tempting me.” 

“Sure it was.” 

“You’re awake though. Sleeping off the bug?” 

“You could say that.” You brush a piece of hair behind your ear, “Um could we talk for a minute?” 

“Sure what’s up?” 

“In private.” 

“Oh yeah sure. Let’s go to my room.” 

He leads you to his room and lets you walk in first. You walk in and take a deep breath before turning towards him. 

“I think we should stop.” 

“Be a little more specific.” 

“I think we should stop our arrangement.” 

“What?” He runs a hand through his hair, “Why?” He snaps angrily. 

Oh no he’s mad. Not good. 

“I think it’s better if we stopped. I-“ 

“Get out.” 

You freeze, “What?” 

“Get. Out.”

“Wait let me explain-“ you try to get him to listen to you. 

“I don’t care for your lame reasons for ending it. It obviously something you don’t care for anymore.” 

“Now you’re just saying stuff!” 

“Am I? Or are you just going to stumble over your words and try to have me feel bad for you?” 

“Olly…” you start to tear up. “You don’t mean that.” 

“Yes I do. Now get out!” He swings open his door. 

You slowly walk to the door but stop by him, “I thought you would actually listen to me like you have many times before. Guess I was wrong about you actually caring. Maybe you only actually cared about getting action.” 

“I-“ he stops when he sees your tear stained face. 

“You broke my heart Olruggio.” 

You then walk out and walk past Qifrey and the girls practicing magic. 

“Master are you okay?” Coco calls out to you. 

You sadly ignore her and head straight for your room. 

Qifrey looks back in the direction of his friend and sees him frozen in his door way. He marches over and slams the door behind him. 

“What the hell did you do?” 

“She ended things with me.” 

“Did she say why?” 

“Didn’t need to. Knew she was going to give me some lame reasons why. Didn’t want to hear it.” 

Qifrey pinches the bridge of his nose, “You’re so stupid! Why would you do that?” 

He shrugs, “She also now thinks I was just using her.” 

“Well yeah anyone would if they were in her spot!” Qifrey sighs, “You made a big mistake.” He then walks out of Olruggio’s room and heads to yours. 

Luckily for him you didn’t close the door fully so he can walk in. 

“Guess you didn’t tell him.” 

“I couldn’t because as soon as I said I wanted to our agreement he told me to get out.” You sniffle, “I had this whole plan, tell him I wanted a real relationship after saying I wanted to end our agreement. Then tell him I was pregnant. But he doesn’t obviously care. I told you and you made me think he did!” 

Qifrey watches you sob into your pillow, “Leave me alone please,” you beg him. 

“Okay. Call me if you need anything.” You nod and go back to crying into your pillow. 

Qifrey walks back into the living room and thinks about how big of a mess this is going to make. 

*** 

Another few weeks have gone by and Olruggio does everything in his power to not be by you for long or even speak with you. Your heart breaks each time because the father of your child won’t even spare you a glance.  

You sit with Qifrey in the kitchen talking. The girls are in their room studying while Olruggio is at the Great Hall taking care of his watchful eye duties. 

“How are you feeling?” 

“Haven’t been throwing up for the past week so that’s nice. I hated doing that.” 

“I bet. Are you more exhausted?”

“Yeah haven’t been sleeping the greatest.” 

“For any particular reason?” 

“Yes he is one of those reasons. Now please let’s drop it, I don’t want to cry.” 

“But you haven’t talked about it at all. It would be good for you to talk about it and get it off your shoulders.” 

Qifrey does have a good point but you don’t want to talk about it yet. Maybe if you just say things he’s obviously realized then he’ll drop it. 

“I mean it hurts a lot when he won’t look at me, speak to me or even changed his seat the table because my presence is such a bother to him.” 

“I already knew that.” 

Darn your plan didn’t work. 

“What do you want me to say?” 

“You’re obviously holding back,” Qifrey points out. “Why hold it all in? In your case it’ll actually harm your health.”

“I think you just want to know the details so you can try to fix it all,” you argue. 

“I can certainly help if I know how you truly feel. But I don’t plan on fixing this myself. That is between you and him.” 

“Then why do you care so much?” 

“Because I am your friend.” 

“And so was he! Now that’s all gone.” 

He says your name lightly but you talk over him. 

“Yes it hurts. The man I love the most in the world, the one I feel the safest and happiest with wants me gone from his life. I miss his smile, laugh, jokes, his hugs, I miss it all!” 

You stand up and slam your hands against the table, “So yes Qifrey it hurts. It hurts more than anything I’ve ever dealt with. It breaks me knowing he didn’t want to talk and didn’t let me explain.” 

Your voice catches, “But what hurts the most is the father of my child wants nothing to do with me.” 

“You’re pregnant?” A thick voice asks from behind you. 

You know that’s not the girls and it’s not Qifrey since he’s right in front of you. Which only leaves one person it could be. 

Olruggio. 

Instead of facing him you dash to your room. You hear heavy footsteps behind you and your name being called out. You ignore it and run into your room, slamming the door and locking it. 

Olruggio tries to push it open and miserably fails. The knocks on the door, “Open the door please.” 

You shake your head not trying to ignore him but you thought he could see you through the door. 

“Please don’t ignore me.” 

“Real rich coming from you,” you say between sobs.

“Fair I deserve that one.” He sighs, “Baby open the door please.” 

“You don’t get to call me that! Not after what you did.” 

He presses his forehead against the door, “I deserve that one too. But I’m begging you please open the door.” 

“Olruggio go away.” You try and threaten him. 

“It’s Olly.” 

“Not anymore! You… you lost that nickname that day.” 

“Don’t say that.”  

“Stop acting like you care now.” 

“I’ve always cared!” He yells through the door. 

“THEN WHY PUSH ME AWAY?! WHY BE SO CRUEL THAT DAY!?” 

“BECAUSE I THOUGHT I LOST YOU!” He yells once again. He breathes heavily but softly speaks, “I didn’t want to hear that our agreement ran its course. I didn’t want to let go of the only piece I thought I could have of you. Now I see I was stupid and foolish for not letting you speak. I regret it. Every second since I saw your face I regret it. Every day I saw you after all I wanted to wrap you in my arms and apologize.” 

He clenches his hand tightly, “I regret it all. I didn’t want to lose you because I want all of you. Not just sex. Not just being friends and acting like we did when we were younger. I want you to be mine and be with me. I don’t want a world where we aren’t together. Because in my opinion that is worse than never being able to practice magic again.” 

You unlock the door and open it. He stumbles a bit since he was leaning on it but regains his footing quickly. He takes a couple deep breaths before picking you up and holding onto you tightly. 

“I love you, I promise you I love you. I always have and always will. I regret everything I did and I will make it up to you. Please allow me the chance.” 

You hold onto him tightly and cry, “I love you so much Olly. It’s been you since I can remember. I’ll give you chance, I promise.” 

He sets you back on the ground and hesitantly hovers over your stomach, “Are you really pregnant with our child?” 

You nod, “Yes I am.” 

Olruggio falls to his knees and kisses your belly. He looks up at you with tears pouring down his face, “I always wanted this with you. Thank you so much for giving me this gift.” 

You gently wipe his tears, “Thank you for this gift.” 

He stands up and kisses you softly as if he is afraid to hurt you now because he truly knows you’re pregnant. 

He pulls back and sighs, “I really hope they look like you and not me.” 

You rub your belly, “I don’t care who they look like. I’m just happy that their father is who he is.” 

“They’ll lucky to have you as their mother.” 

“I can’t wait for their future.” 

“Me too. But I’m happy I get to build it with you,” Olruggio admits. 

You hold both of his hands tightly, “There’s no one else I would rather do this with.”