#oscarswedding

pocket butter  Monty was standing in front of the mirror, looking at himself. He chose to wear a white button up blouse shirt, with a dark blue vest and a gold colored bowtie, his dress pants were also dark blue and black shoes. "Almost about ta pop a button there ey?" A voice next to him said making him jump, Monty looked over to see his twin and colors in embarrassment. "I guess'm a 'lil heavier than I thought." he replied double checking to make sure the buttons really weren't going to pop off. Monty sighs softly, and goes back to admiring himself. "Ya look good, better than I did I can assure ya." Atlas stated and chuckles, then turns Monty to help straighten his bowtie and brush down his vest. "Don't worry bout bein' nervous, you'll do fine." He added, then gave his twin a hug. "I'm gonna go see how yer groom is doin'." Monty nods wringing his hands as Atlas turned to leave, then lets out a nervous breath, though he was excited. Was Oscar ready for this just as much as he was?

discostick  Oscar was putting back on his shirt after sal made him remove the stomach shapewear. Not that it was very noticeable to begin with, itd be unlikely anyone would think he was pregnant by it. He also wore a loose binder under his shirt to keep his titties under wraps, which, thankfully for him, werent very big either, so sal allowed him to keep the loose binder to smooth his chest out. Sal was helping him put his tux back on and adjusting the tie when atlas came in. Oscar almost moved to go kiss him, when he noticed it wasnt monty. The two were very similar in stature and face at first glance. Instead, he stayed where he was, giving a short greeting before asking about monty  "Hows my perfect little man doin?" To oscar, the whole thing was just a party where everyone would get excited over him making out with monty. If he put more thought into it, itd make him nervous, only because he didnt want to ruin it for monty.  He was worried already that monty wouldnt want to hang around at the party portion after the ceremony. He already made a back up plan for that, hed just tell everyone to enjoy themselves  without the two there, no point in stopping and wasting the party. He wasnt sure how many wedding receptions didnt include the married couple, but it didnt matter if it was for montys comfort.

pocket butter  Atlas grinned winking at Oscar, "I'm doin jus fine tanks for askin." he said then snickered slightly. "Monty is jus' fine, hes almost done, everyting else is all set up an ready for ya guys. An accordin' to da rules, ya ain't supposed ta see each other before the weddin', its bad luck." he snickered again "Unless ya into that superstitious nonsense I wouldn't worry." The shorter man left again going back to his brother, even though Monty now met his 'father' Atlas was going to be the one giving Monty away at the wedding. He took in a breath and let it out then went in to see Monty sitting on the stool. He hurried over to him, "Hey, ya okay?" he asked concerned. Monty nodded. "I .. I got too nervous and .. I threw up." he stated, sweat clung to his skull. "Aw, there there baby bro you'll be okay ya? Its just a little walk down the isle and then ya tie the knot with Oscar-" he saw Monty's face turning blueish pink in embarrassed fashion. Then added "Not that knot." he stated then patted his shoulder. "You hang out with Oscar too much, haha got a dirty mind goin on there don't ya. Thats a good thing, bein all lose and relaxed is what ya need to be."

disco stick Oscar was tempted, extremely tempted, to go bother monty beforehand, but he wasnt sure how serious monty took the wedding traditions and he didnt want to ruin it for him. So he waited until sal said it was time to walk out and wait for his groom to walk down the aisle. To be honest, he hadn't had much experience with weddings, or more like he never had paid attention to how they worked.  the officiant he hired was someone non-religious he knew, since neither monty or himself were religious and werent interested in hearing the bibled up version of it all. He was liable to punch someone if they talked about the 'sanctity of marriage between a man and woman'. Thankfully sal seemed to know how a wedding went, and told him when to walk out. The ceremony would be held just outside the building, the sun was setting, leaving a gorgeous pink and orange sky. There were star shaped lights hanging over all the benches where the guests sat. He walked out, following the officiant and sal and seymour behind him. While ozzi was his maid of honor, she didnt feel comfortable standing up in front of everyone, so she had a seat in the front row next to their moms. Oscar was also excited to see thais had actually shown up, though her face suggested she wasnt happy about it. They stopped at the gazebo, taking their places.

pocket butter There was a late face in the crowed but one that was all too familiar. Enzo. He managed to snag a last minute plane from Germany not intending to miss a really important day to Monty. He casually nodded to Oscar as the other scoped out the crowd probably to see all who showed up. Then music started playing for Monty to come down the aisle. In a normal wedding when the bride walked down the aisle everyone would stand, Monty didn't mind if they would or wouldnt. "Ready baby bro?" Atlas asked before hooking his arm around Monty's to walk his brother down the aisle. Monty nodded, he was beaming and felt light on his feet. His eyes were locked on Oscar, standing there up in front of everyone. Looking handsome as ever in his dark blue and starry suit. The backdrop behind him of the setting sun took Monty's breath away and he felt tears in his eyes. Around the smaller monster's shoulders were small star shaped flowers. And down his back was a long starry cape in representation of a veil. Atlas stopped at a point and gave his brother a kiss on the cheek then let him go, he walked up the steps of the gazebo to the spot next to Oscar and took his hands. He was already a teary mess, his cheeks blushed, beaming in excitement.

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pocket butter Monty was trembling with excitement looking up at Oscar, when he heard him say hey he giggled and squeezed his hand. "Hi handsome." Even Monty wanted to pull Oscar down and kiss him, but he knew he had to wait for the 'big moment' when they were allowed to and officially married. Monty noticed Oscar's tail wagging and only smiled brighter up at him. In due time the ceremony would take way and Monty and Oscar would be giving their vows, exchanging their rings, and then kiss. Even though he shouldn't Monty sort of hoped Oscar would pick him up to kiss him since he was sort of short and couldn't exactly kiss him without him bending rather low. When that moment would come though Monty would put his arms around Oscar's neck and kiss him rather passionately to hear everyone witnessing; congratulate them and applaud.

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Monty smiles at Oscar giving his vows as well, blushing at the other's all too familiar lewdness added in. His own were sort of cheesy but he meant well. And after exchanging rings the officiant said they were now married and allowed to kiss. Monty threw his arms around Oscar's neck and gave him a big smooch on the mouth, before slipping him some tongue. All of the cheering and clapping embarrassed him but he was content, and with the man he loved. Once the two would end their kiss they'd go down the aisle hand in hand, instead of rice Monty ordered glittery gold star and moon confetti to be tossed. The ground was covered in it.

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Oscar eagerly kissed back, hands sliding down montys back to his ass. the far lean wasnt exactly comfortable, and while he knew he'd get scolded for it later, he lifted monty up to get a better kissing angle and hold him closer.  oscar would be in no hurry to end the kiss, leaving it up to seymour to elbow him gently "yo, there's kids here." oscar would snicker, but break the kiss and set monty down to walk back down the isle with him before announcing the move to the reception, located nearby. it would be decorated similarly, with tons of star shaped string lights, and of course, the big ass cake and all the food, ending the announcement with "lets go motherfuckers!" one of the people with kids wasnt thrilled he used that wording, but he had actually warned everyone in the wedding invitation, so they couldnt call him out for it.

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Monty giggled when he was grabbed and picked up, then kissed Oscar more. He looked over at Seymour who hurried them along and was set down. He smiled hearing him call out in demand for everyone to follow in the most fashionable way he does. "Yeah bitches!" he almost felt bad about it but he was in too good of a mood for it to bother him. They were going to go cut the wedding cake, that was the next part of the whole getting married thing. Though when Monty saw the complete thing including the special silhouette at the bottom he was brought to tears. "Oh, oh my god babe its beautiful."

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Oscar grinned, happy to see his special detail was appreciated by monty, along with several people in the crowd commenting on how fucking big it was. Oscar still wasnt sure of the specifics but he figured they were just supposed to cut into it at the same time. He looked around the table. No knife. He jokingly called out "yo, anybody got a knife?" Producing laughter and several knives from the crowd, which was expected considering a lot of them were people he worked with and the main trade was knives. He was sure it was probably a little alarming to some of the other guests that so many of them had knives on them. A furry guy walked forward, handing a sheathed knife to him, upon pulling it out, he grinned and showed the knife to monty. It was a wedding gift with their names engraved on it. The guy laughed saying that he purposely took the cake knife for this reason. "What piece ya wanna cut doll? We could eat ourselves."

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Monty noticed the bunch of them pulling out knives, and was a little alarmed about this. Though no one else seemed too bothered, admittedly for once in his life he was nervous around something so sharp, so when Oscar showed him the special blade he smiled up at him a little nervously. "Its a really nice blade, I'd hate to ruin it, but I suppose some cake wont hurt." He took the knife from him carefully, "Hold your hand over mine, we'll cut this piece right here." Monty said lining up the knife to cut out next to the silhouette "We'll save that for last." he said putting the slice onto a plate, then reached up and squished it in Oscar's face giggling. "I'll eat the cake alright, right off your face babe!" he added pulling Oscar down for another smooch, though only to lick some of the cake off.

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Oscar was surprised at the cake to his face, then again, he really shouldn't have been. He grabbed a hold of monty when he pulled him down to wipe his face on montys, smearing the cake on his too, laughing before licking montys cheek "if we're licking it off each other, theres some other places I'd love to put cake on you."  Which resulted in a couple whistles from the crowd, and some scolding from jillie. He stood up grinning "oh come on, can ya blame me? Hes cute."

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Monty giggles as Oscar smears it back in his face too, eating some of it instead of throwing it. When he heard the comment he laughed "Maybe later tonight babe~" he said coyly, then cut another piece of cake to eat it. "Please enjoy yourselves everyone, and thank you all again for coming." Monty said smiling. Monty never was one for crowds or parties, the last one he was at he got ridiculously drunk and he and Oscar fucked in some random person's closet. That was Halloween to be exact, and since it was still late fall it really wasn't that long ago. Monty tried not to think too much of it, more intent on enjoying the night with Oscar and having fun. "Lets go dance later."

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oscar wiped off the knife, putting it back in its sheath and in his pocket. he sure as hell wasnt planning on cutting cake for everyone, and waved over a hired waiter to start doing so. he lifted monty up to set him on one of the tables and wipe his face off, handing monty a napkin to do the same for him, because he didnt have a mirror for this.  one of the people he knew had walked over and started talking to him about STUFF AND THINGS IDK.

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Monty casually greeted the person who came up to Oscar, but not before wiping his face off and giving him a loving kiss. He sat on the table with his piece of cake swinging his legs idly while the others talked. Then out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of someone familiar who he didn't think would show up at all. "Enzo!" the tall dark boned skeleton walked over to them to congratulate them. He also had a wedding gift for them both, it was two sterling silver German tankards with their names on them. Monty had opened the gift with Oscar, "Wow! Think of how much cocoa these can hold!" he laughed, even though tankards were normally meant for holding beer. "Thank you." He said and gave Enzo a hug. "And thank you for coming."

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oscar greeted and thanked enzo, he absolutely could use those for hot coco, but upon seeing his sister thais, he was reminded that she actually showed up, and he excused himself from the two with a joking "don't stab my husband again."

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Enzo was taking a drink from his wineglass when he heard Oscar say that and spit what he had in his mouth out. Monty drew back trying to avoid getting sprayed with wine on his wedding clothing. Thankfully the other was spitting downward at least. "Hes um.. joking? Kinda." Monty said watching Oscar leave then looking back to Enzo. Monty was about to say more when he felt a painful jolt from the baby, he dropped his plate and held his stomach. "Ow!" Enzo sets his glass down "Are you alright?" he asked. Monty took in a few breaths to settle and rubs his stomach. "I .. I think so."

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with the crowd of people and not too heavy music playing, oscar hadnt heard monty since he'd walked far enough away. he tried greeting thais, but once she spotted him, she immediately scowled. seymour was next to her and elbowed her with a frown. her only response was to look down at the plate of cake she was holding, still not looking any happier. oscar hesitated before smiling weakly "hey sis. glad ya came.. its good ta see ya." thais looked unimpressed "yeah, glad to see you doing so well, did you invite wes? oh wait."  oscar winced, looking down and unable to think of a response. seymour smacked her shoulder roughly, and she growled at him. not the best family reunion.

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Monty asked Enzo to help him down, which he did. Then made his way over to join Oscar, but Atlas and Maude intercepted giving him a hug and kiss and congratulating him. Monty smiled a little embarrassed, and his twin could tell something was up. "You okay?" he asked slightly raising his voice. "Yes, I'm fine. Just the baby kicked pretty hard." Monty replied, he gave them a few more hugs then went up to Oscar and slipped his hand into his. Wondering if Oscar was going to introduce them.

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oscar jumped a little at the touch, looking down in what appeared to be fear in the split second before he recognized monty. he tried to smile, looking a little distraught. he didnt want to think about his past. he missed his sister, but he shouldve realized nothing good would come of inviting her when she refused to talk to him for years. he stayed silent much too long, leaving seymour to finally speak "uh, hi there, monty. im seymour, this is thais, we're oscars siblings. the wedding looks fantastic, seriously." oscar nodded a bit, squeezing montys hand just a bit from being too hard as he glanced back to his sister, afraid she might say something else off-handed. instead since she had nothing against monty and was honestly just worried about oscars past aggressive behavior, she genuinely complimented him "yeah, its very pretty, and i love your cape. makes you look kinda like a superhero." seymour smiled at that "oh, absolutely! you look very super!" oscar was relieved thais wasnt targeting him anymore, loosening his grip on montys hand. he figured if he stayed quiet, she wouldnt have a reason to say anything else about him.

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Monty looked at his hand when Oscar squeezed it a little hard, then looked up at him before looking towards the other two. This was basically the first time meeting them, he remembered Oscar had another sibling, Ozzi. But when they addressed him flat out he shyly grips the cape that draped delicately over his shoulders. "Thank you, I .. made it myself. Last minute touchups and all that." he said in a rather low voice. He wasn't too thrilled Oscar seemed to have a damper on his mood when the two were supposed to be having fun and celebrating. Monty figured Oscar hadn't seen his family in a while, but seeing his husband appear tense he wanted to rescue him. "Sorry to kidnap my husband but he still owes me a dance." he said softly looking at the ground. He didn't want to be rude, he just wanted Oscar to be happy.

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seymour smiled and nodded "oh of course, it was nice meeting you, you might be the only thing oscar texts me about." thais gave a little wave with her free hand "have a nice dance." oscar gladly took the escape monty provided, keeping his steps slow enough that he wouldnt make monty have to walk fast to keep up, but still clearly wanting to get away from that general vicinity. he took a moment to straighten his tie, as if it needed it, and take a deep breath, mentally pushing the ordeal into a box and shoving it in the corner for later, so he could enjoy the rest of the night. putting on a grin and turning to face monty,  he did an extravagant and dorky bow, holding his hand out "care to dance?"

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Monty almost tripped when Oscar hurried away, realizing now he was right and the other had been uncomfortable. He looked over his shoulder at Oscar's other two siblings before looking up at him. Once they got to the spot they were going to he giggles shyly when Oscar bows to him. "I'd love to." he said and took his hand, he wanted it to be the two of them. "I meant it in my vow, I will be with you through thick and thin. Its me and you, ya know? Its been for sometime, and will be for some time longer." he said as he was dancing with Oscar. It would be a slow dance as their first dance of the night.

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Lucky for monty, oscar knew how to dance, so no feet were in risk of getting stepped on by the much bigger monster. He was glad to push the situation away, parties were meant for fun, and he didnt want this one in particular ruined. He carefully moved along with him, worried about making monty over exert himself "well I hope ya meant it, kinda what they're for." He joked, putting monty into an unnecessary dip and kissing him, just for the hell of it. Plus, dips were fun as fuck in his opinion.

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"Eep babe! Careful," Monty held onto him, the dip actually startled him just a little but he held onto him and smiled. Then kissed him still in the dip "Even if we didn't have vows, I'd still stick with ya no matter what." he cups the side of Oscar's face giving him another deep kiss. "Now, lets get this party started huh?" he straightens up and lets the dj play louder dance music. Sure dancing in formal clothing to music like that was a little hard to do but Monty wanted the others to have fun to the music. He even picked some of Oscar's favorites, which - well some might consider distasteful at a wedding, Monty didn't mind. He just swayed to the music for a while longer before needing to sit down.

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"same, baby, you're the moon to my sky, without you it'd die." he joked, knowing how cheesy it sounded, but hell, weddings were meant to be a little cheesy. he kissed montys cheek when he sat down, going to go talk to some of the people who were there, except for thais. he very purposely avoided her, and she was glad he did. she only came because the rest of her family talked her into it. one unfortunate thing that oscar always forgot was that there were other people who had an amazing sense of smell, for instance, able to smell if someone was sick, or horny, or pregnant. when someone brought it up to him, he almost flat out panicked, even if it was stupid to over people finding out. but sometimes he was blessed with quick thinking, replying that it must just be because he and monty spend so much time together, his scent was on him. whether or not they believed him was another thing, but if they didnt, they kept their mouth shut.

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Monty listened to the vibrating music feeling it rattling his bones, he moved away from the surround sound watching as people mingled and danced. He was starting to feel a little sick, and somewhat anxious, but he already spent too much time on his feet. Monty saw Nilla and Charlie with their baby and greeted them, saying hello to their little girl. After the two headed off for some food Monty was left at the table, his hand against his stomach. Looking around he saw Sal with Leo, and a few other familiar faces. Apollo with his partner Seravek and even Diego who waved to him. Monty was glad they all showed up, it was nice to be around all these people. Which was strange since he was incredibly antisocial and avoided parties like the plague.

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oscar checked in with monty every so often,  and would introduce him to people, probably tell monty some embarrassing or funny story about them. a lot of the people he knew were from difference places, living far away because of his previous traveling around, so he didnt get to interact with them much other than texts. being a very social person, he was having an absolute blast at the party.

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Monty politely met everyone that Oscar introduced him to, smiling lightly. But he was getting tired and a little overwhelmed. It had in fact got late into the night and a little cold, Monty had gotten up to get some snacks. "How are you feeling?" Monty looked up with food hanging out of his mouth, seeing his twin. "Oh, ugfh.. fhine." he said with his mouth full. Atlas laughed "Looks like it, just wanted to see how you are doing me and Maude are heading out. Congrats on tying the knot an everything, give us a call when ya pop ya?" he pats Monty and goes over to Maude saying good bye to Oscar before leaving.

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some of the people who had brought kids had left a fair bit ago, and as much as oscar wanted to continue the party for as long as possible, he kept noticing monty was probably ready to get undressed and relax and not deal with interaction from the outside world, a feeling he didnt often get. well, at least not the last part. he was kind of tired, probably due to being pregnant, even if the baby was small. he walked up behind monty, pressing close and leaning down to give his neck a kiss "ready to head home, honey?" he didnt wait for a response, slipping his tux jacket off to drape over montys shoulders and calling out "yo, we're gonna head out, gotta prepare for our honeymoon of maaajor fucking!" he got a few cheers and laughter for that, before pulling his wallet out and tipping one of the nearby waiters immensely, "make sure ya save any leftovers, ill get em later." any wedding gifts he'd had sent to his car earlier, which he and monty would open later probably.

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Monty took the coat gladly and sort of breathed in Oscar's smell. Even though he didnt have the keen sense of smell like some of the others did he could still smell Oscar's scent. He blushed at the comment of their honeymoon, which there really was no way the two could do that especially with Monty being so heavily pregnant. "Can you believe someone asked if I was having a litter?" Monty suddenly asked as he was getting up from the chair, "Either I'm that fat, or you're that fertile." he looked down at his round tummy and rubs it "Its okay you're just big like your daddy."

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Oscar chuckled, leaning to rub montys stomach too "well, if it was mark, he had an actual litter of kids, so he mighta really thought you were full of em too." being in an almost perpetual state of horny, from what he could only guess was caused by the pregnancy, he licked montys neck and whispered "maybe im not fertile enough for a litter, but i can fill you up like one."

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Monty's whole face colored and he was instantly flooded with warmth, "B-babe not in front of the others." he said, though didnt stop himself from kissing Oscar more with some tongue. He broke the kiss with a light breath, "Yer mum will get mad if we fuck while pregnant, but .. I suppose some playing around wont hurt." Monty pressed against him blushing. He was also feeling kinda kinky but he wasnt about to do more lewd stuff in front of everyone else.

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oscar got excited that monty seemed in the mood, tongue swiping over his sharp teeth in anticipation, he gave monty fair warning before lifting him up bridal style and walking away with him quickly before one of his parents caught him doing it, heading to his car. he grinned "i know its not the threshold of a house but uh, i think the car will do fine for now." he was completely planning on fucking monty in the car, swinging the backseat door open and setting monty on the seat. true, there wasnt an actual honeymoon planned right now, since he was afraid to be traveling long distances with monty so pregnant, so that'd have to be planned after the birth.

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In the back of a car, charming. Well Monty was right up on the now or never term with Oscar, and wrapped his arms around his husband's neck and kissed him on the mouth. He felt hot all over, the raging hormones was effecting every bit of him. He paused a moment and looked down at his shirt, which soaked a bit in the front. "U-um... " his face colored and he put his hands over his face. "O-oh god. Im leaking."

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the scent monty was giving off only made him hornier and upon seeing what monty meant, he grinned, sliding monty further into the car, up to the other door, so he could close the one behind him, kissing montys neck and unbuttoning his vest and shirt "all leaking is welcome here, baby." he finished opening his shirt, kissing  down to his breasts and licking them. he knew he wasnt really supposed to be forcing his magic, but it was really really hard not to when he felt riled up like this, a bulge growing in his suit pants, feeling restricted.

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Monty blushed as Oscar just undressed him and teased his sensitive breasts, embarrassed they were leaking milk. It was apparent the two were getting heated pretty quickly and Monty wasnt sure if he could undress Oscar fast enough. Well, he didn't really take off his shirt and vest just unbuttoned it some, but he was more focused on undoing Oscar's pants. "C-careful not to strain your magic to much." he said looking up at him blushing.

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oscar latched his mouth on one of montys breasts, only replying with a mumbled "mhm" in agreement, sucking and scraping his teeth over the soft flesh before letting go to move over monty more, pressing his cock against montys pants, tugging on his thighs and panting "hmmn baby, can i fuck you? please, i wanna feel you around me." asking because he didnt want to assume monty would be up for  full on sex instead of oral, he didnt want to hurt him, and right now it was proving difficult for him to be completely gentle.

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Monty was letting out heated needy mewls from the attention, arching and pressing hotly against Oscar all the right signs and sounds. The question wasnt about to go unanswered and if anyone caught them fucking in the car then whatever, free show. Monty forced that thought down so he could focus on Oscar and the arising need. Pressing his hips back against him, "Y-yeah babe..please.." he kissed him on the mouth, pulling him down by his tie.

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he messily kissed him back, pressing his tongue into montys mouth as he made quick work of montys pants, pulling them off along with his underwear, slipping his fingers into monty without warning, pressing his thumb against his clit a little roughly before removing his fingers, too eager to fuck him to want to use his hand any longer. he pressed between montys thighs, letting out a groan as he pushed inside of him.

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Monty let out a half gasp and moan, wow that was fast, but his body was already really aroused Oscar didnt need time for prepping. Monty was tight over Oscar since their intimate times were a little more scarce. After a short moment though his walls relaxed around him, hugging around Oscar's cock. Monty moans again his arms still around Oscar's neck and shoulders. "H-haa..e-easy babe.." he said softly.

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"ooh fuck-" he breathed out against montys neck, pulling his thighs and pressing deep, hilting himself. he'd be glad to be able to fuck whenever and however he wanted again, he really missed this feeling. he didnt pause long after hilting, pulling out halfway before pushing back in faster. if monty told him to stop, he absolutely would, he said in his head as his thoughts clouded, getting rougher with his thrusting, panting against montys neck, one hand roaming over the others taut stomach.

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Monty could only moan pleased under Oscar, he missed the intimate moments as well. And even if Oscar didnt have his full size he was still well endowed and filled Monty nicely. The feeling was overwhelming, and he was oozing a bit more from his body embarrassed but too heated to do anything about it. Monty moaned and panted clinging to Oscar like his life depended on it.

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oscar panted out more curses, losing himself in the feeling, the curses turned into low growling and grunts, slamming his hips to montys roughly. he wasnt in heat and monty was already very much pregnant, but the urge to breed him was practically ingrained in oscar. anyone on the outside would know exactly what was up by the shifting of the car as he roughly pounded into monty, a lot rougher than he should be at this point.

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Monty's pants started turning into short breath gasps, a bit from pain but mostly from Oscar shoving into him and sort of scrunching him up harder against the door. "Au-hhff.. O-Oscar.. y-y-.. you're squishing me.." he mumbles panting trying to catch his breath. The rough thrusting of Oscar was sort of starting to hurt as well, and he hoped the baby wasnt to bothered by it. "E-easy."

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oscar growled in response, only really hearing his name as he thrusted into him. not much longer and he bit down hard on montys neck, drawing blood, another deep growl as he came, hilting himself and gushing cum inside the smaller monster.

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Monty cried out, shaking as he got bit. His mouth open and tears flooding his eyes, it had been too rough for him to enjoy it as much as he thought he would. He was groaning a little weakly under Oscar from being scrunched against the side of the door, and being filled has his eyes rolling back. He panted, his fingers dug into Oscar's sleeves, and feeling the twitching and pulsing of Oscar's cock inside of him triggered his own orgasm. Making his walls squeeze and clench around him, milking Oscar's cock of everything he had.

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oscar loosened his jaw, panting hard against the others bloody neck that he hadnt entirely realized he'd caused yet. in his head, he was brought back to the start of their relationship, thats what it had felt like for him, new and rough and god he'd loved it, not realizing he'd hurt monty, or possibly himself, yet. he let out a low groan, having shifted back a bit, unpinning monty and coming down from his high, laying on top of him, or as much as he could without squishing him, keeping himself propped up by his knees and elbows.

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Monty was quivering from pain and trying to catch his breath under Oscar, his fingers loosened and he let go of Oscar's shirt. Tears rolling down his cheeks and blood down his neck and staining his shirt. He had a deep mark where Oscar bit him. Monty was twitching his insides flooding and pooling out cum oozing down and puddling onto the car's seat. After catching his breath he forced back a sob and sits up his hand against his neck, "G-got me good babe.." he half heartedly laughed. Even though it was rough and he was hurting, he didnt seem the least bit upset.

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the sound in montys voice immediately caught his attention. he didnt like that sound, it stilled his blood and made his heart stop. he sat up on his knees, looking down at monty, guilt splashing over him in a wave. "shit, shit- fuck, i-im sorry, i didnt- i wasnt-" way to fuck up your wedding night, you piece of shit. he buttoned his pants, all the bliss feeling from the orgasm replaced with guilt and fear "do i need to take you to a doctor, im sorry, i-" he felt sick, looking away from monty, he didnt want to see the tears and blood he caused.

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Monty took Oscar's hand, "It's alright I'm okay." he shifts closed to sit in Oscar's lap kissing him on the mouth, "Shh babe its alright I'm not upset, and I only hurt a little, well mostly where you bit me but thats it." he said, he looked at Oscar with his mismatched eyes "Look at me babe, trust me okay? I'm fine, and I'm sure the baby is fine too. We haven't had sex in a long time and got a little carried away," he lets out a small laugh "Come on its not the first time you made me cry during sex." he looked down, oozing on Oscar's pants, then casually grinds his hips against him trying to get his attention back on him and not the guilt of the probable pain he caused. "Man.. this mess you made of me, nnh.. y-you know when the baby is out I want you to fill me twice as much.." he said giving him another kiss and sort of soaking his pantleg from the cum still oozing out.

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"I got carried away.." he glanced at him when asked, but quickly looked away again and the comment of making him cry during sex just reminded him of all the times he hurt monty in a non-sexy way. the grinding and dirty talk made him horny again, his not-yet-gone dick quickly hardening and tenting his pants, making him feel worse. he shouldnt be horny still, he just hurt monty, while he was pregnant on their wedding night. this was supposed to be a sweet loving night, not a make your new husband cry night. he swallowed thickly, feeling like he might throw up, which seemed like it had to do with the pregnancy since he didnt normally feel like barfing from guilt.  hands a little shaky, he placed them on montys hips and leaned close to hug him. "im sorry.. i didnt meanta hurt you like that.."

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Monty realized Oscar was feeling bad and eased up on him, he put his arms around him and held him close. "I love you Oscar, no matter what, and I know you don't mean to hurt me." He decides to just coddle Oscar keeping him close against his naked body petting his head and talking to him softly. The lingering pain disappeared, the blood still oozing down his neck and collar bone and between his breasts. Monty didnt say much, he just kept his arms around Oscar, petting him and telling him how handsome he looked in his suit. Saying he would of just jumped him there in the gazebo, he also said he had a very fun time and the wedding and party was a success. "Even now, with us here in the car. I enjoy it, any time I spend with you."

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Oscar listened to his voice, knowing he fucked up, but at least not enough that he'd had to rush him to a hospital. but the thought lingered that he easily could have.  he started peppering small kisses to montys cheek and down his neck, clearly hesitating before licking the bloody mess he'd made. even with all the calm and sweet talk, he was still sporting a large erection. it was a lot easier to force magic into existence when you were horny than forcing it away when you were horny. he swallowed again, closing his eyes and tasting the blood he'd lapped up, trying to focus on getting rid of his dick and feeling a pain in his stomach. he pulled monty closer against his waist "i feel so bad for hurting you but i cant stop wanting to pound you into the floor." he wasnt trying to get more action, he was honestly miffed at his skyrocketed horny levels, even when he felt like shit. "i think there's somethin wrong with me.. ya think they have some kinda.. anti-viagra for pregnant people?"

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Monty softly laughed, it wasn't at Oscar but he sort of understood his trouble. "Its just your hormones babe." he kissed his neck "I get really fucking horny around you too, in fact I am still horny. But .. I am kind of worried about you too, are you okay? Are you hurting anywhere?" he asked looking at him then his small hands came to Oscar's stomach, wondering if he was tender at all. Then casually lowering his hands down along Oscar's pants undoing them and freeing him from the restraints. He grips around the base of Oscar's cock, "I know you feel guilty, but, this wont go away on its own. Let me help." he kissed the tip then licked it before sliding it into his mouth and bobbing his head. He adjusted his body just right then started to also give him a boob job. Monty's mismatched eyes on Oscar watching his reaction, hoping he would be alright with this.

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oscar didnt get a chance to answer the question before monty had dropped below, making his soul thump hard and start leaking through his shirt, just one of those times when he felt hot and bothered all the way through enough that his not always up-to-par soul finally reacted.  he dug his nails into the cars seat, whispering a breathy "oh jesus-" hard as a rock and dripping wet below the pants, he let himself go in attempt to hurry up and get it over with, feeling guilty that monty would even consider doing this after he hurt him. it wouldnt take much longer, legs shaking slightly as he kept from bucking his hips and came, feeling another pain in his stomach, though all he could focus on was how great it felt to cum.

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Monty took the mouthful of cum, though he wasn't able to swallow it all, it splattered his face and chest. He quivered a little, looking at Oscar's face, he could feel all his muscles tense but the orgasm blocked the idea of it being pain. He licked at Oscar tasting him, stringing a bit of fluids from his mouth to his dick in front of him. Thumb rubbing and pressing at the sensitive vein on the underside. "Feel better baby?" he asked looking up at him, his face a mess.

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he nodded, shivering and panting "fuck yeah- s-stop that before you get me goin again." he gently tugged monty back up into his lap, as much as he honestly really wanted to go again and again, kissing him deeply before peppering smaller kisses along his jaw. "im sorry when i hurt you, i love ya so much baby, guess its uh, heh, hard to contain it?" he grinned at the pun, trying not to keep pouting over his fuck up.

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"I'd let you pound me into the floor anytime, but perhaps after we have our babies." Monty wipes his face off kissing Oscar back "Now um.. c-could we go home so I can get a shower." he stated blushing. The idea of having an audience became more apparent to him then he would of hoped, after all they just only fucked in the parking lot. Monty was a little too exhausted to get dressed so he just reaches under the seat of the car and pulls out a robe which he wraps around himself and ties. Giving Oscar more kisses, "I'm sorry I did that without letting you finish talking... but you .. are okay right?" he asked softly. "You'll tell me if you arent?" he sits back. "And not telling me because you dont want me to worry is only going to make me worry more." he sticks out his tongue pouting.

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unbeknownst to them at the time, there were definitely a few people who had seen the cars movement and known what was going on, especially since there were decorations on the back of the car that said newlyweds and the car was still parked after the two left the party. the few who spotted this included oscars mother, who didnt interrupt only because that would be really weird for her to actually burst in and stop him mid-fuck  instead of just telling him not to before or after. luckily for monty, oscars car, like most of his others, had very tinted windows, so unless someone pressed their face to it, they most likely wouldnt have been seen. oscar chuckles, relaxing back a little "yeah, i feel ok. lets get that sweet ass of yours home." he  zipped his pants up again, swinging open the door, but when he shifted he felt a sharp pain and winced. he paused for a moment before standing up, hoping it was just a random one time pain, but it was proving otherwise with the movement. his pants crotch was soaked with cum juices, but upon reaching down to touch the wetness and looking at his hand in the glow from the street light above the car, it shone pinkish red. he really didnt want to say anything, but monty trusted him to tell him the truth, he couldnt keep hiding away everything bad. it took him a long few moments to actually say anything, but he was sure monty mustve been worried by the hesitation and silence. oscar closed the car door, getting into the drivers seat before saying anything "i uh.. i think.. we should maybe stop by the docs real quick on the way home.. just to-" he was struggling to admit anything, even if it was obvious. "..make sure youre ok.. and me.."  the last part was quieter, just loud enough for monty to hear.

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Monty watched Oscar and saw the reaction that happened, and again he bled when the two were intimate which ended up scaring Monty a little more. He had a hard time telling his now husband no, especially when he wanted to be intimate. He took in a breath to ease his mind "Yeah, stopping by the doctor would be a good idea." he leans over the seat. "But I dont want you driving, please ask someone else to take us home, I think there are a few people still here... maybe Sal? I hope..." he said softly. Monty didnt want to make Oscar think he couldn't do anything because he was bleeding, but he just wanted him to not hurt while he did. He wasnt entirely sure how bad it was. Though admittedly Monty's soul was pounding just a little harder then he hoped it would. He didn't want to feel guilty for being intimate with his husband, but the idea of the baby being harmed was always right there.

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oscar glanced out the window, looking for sals car "uh, nah, i think sal went home.." he looked at monty and gave him a reassuring smile, trying to keep it cool "im alright to drive, baby, promise i didnt drink much." he winked, joking, his main go-to to feel better. he started the car, backing up and driving out of the parking area of the venue, heading towards the nearest hospital, even though he was extremely tempted to just make a turn and go straight home and pretend everything was perfectly fine.

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Monty was holding his hand as he was heading to the hospital, he knew how much Oscar hated them. He rubs his knuckles softly, then actually laughed a little awkwardly. "Oh god I wonder what the doctor will think of this?" he said putting his hand against his neck "That I married a shark I bet." he laughed again softly trying to ease the tension. He also wasn't exactly dressed for the hospital wearing nothing under that bathrobe of his.

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oscar gave a bashful grin "or that ya got mauled by a mountain lion on the way to tha car. hopefully they can heal that a little bit, i did leave.. quite a mark." he switched subjects again "they might guess whats up with all the cum on us."  being where the venue was, a hospital wasnt too far off, and wasnt long till they pulled up and he parked, getting out and opening montys door for him, offering his hand.

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Monty chuckled a little nervously "But we just got married aren't we allowed to do that?" though he was embarrassed about the cum everywhere and tried to wipe it off his face more. Though admittedly he was still sort of leaking out other places. When Oscar came, he came a lot. Monty blushed holding Oscars hand and looks to the hospital letting out a small sigh then smiling at him. "Its gonna be okay."

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"of course we're allowed." they headed to to entrance of the ER while he looked guilty, starting to sweat from being in the vicinity of the hospital. he paused at the door, avoiding looking directly at monty and fidgeting "listen.. the last time i went to the doc recently" more like dragged by his parents "they mighta maybe said that uh.." he rubs the back of his neck, feeling awful for not mentioning it sooner "that i uh.. well, ya know how im horny all tha time? sure youve prob noticed all the solo time i do-" he was really rambling now, taking forever to spit it out "well the doc mighta maybe uh.. hinted that i shouldnt be doin that or sex anymore- i know i shoulda told you, but i figured, just some wouldnt hurt and- and it was the weddin and stuff-"

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Monty suddenly felt cold, his heart sunk and he looked at Oscar. "W-...what?" he asked, Monty didnt want to feel guilt for being intimate with his new husband, but if there was a possible way of hurting Oscar or the baby inside from the neglect of the before mention. He felt sick to his stomach, maybe the reaction right now wasn't the best for Oscar, but what he just heard after that he couldn't help but be concerned. Monty's breathing became a little ragged as he tried to calm himself down and not cry, his hand squeezing on Oscar's slightly letting out a shuddering breath before talking. "O-okay, its okay, thats why we are here, to make sure things are alright." he stated trying to keep his teeth from chattering his whole body felt hot. "But I am putting my foot down, no sex until after the babies are born."

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Oscar avoided directly looking at him, but glances shown that monty was upset with this information. oscar nodded, soul feeling heavy "right, of course, thats um, fair.." it could have gone a lot worse telling him, at least monty didnt yell at him. he squeezed montys hand, hesitating with his hand on the door before finally pushing it open. he mentioned to the person at the counter why they were there, pregnancy and bleeding, but didnt specify which of them it was. they probably thought he meant monty. but that was his goal for now, they could just tell the doctor when they got a room. which wouldnt take long, oscar pulled a card from his wallet that pretty much told the hospital he was of 'high standing'.

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Monty was quiet the whole time he was with Oscar, in his bathrobe with his hand on his stomach. He was trying not to think about it, but admittedly he couldn't. What if the baby was hurt, or worse, his stomach started doing turns and he grabbed a bag from the counter of the hospital and threw up into it. "Ugh...god.. I think I ate too much cake..." though the sickness was caused from his anxiety and worry. He sniffled, staying calm was a little harder then he hoped it would be. And he really, really hoped everything was alright.

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Oscar pulled away a bit, keeping his hands together, fidgeting but staying silent. if he killed this baby by doing this, he was sure monty would never forgive him, and he'd have ruined another relationship. it felt like hours after they moved them to a check up room, but in reality it was only a few minutes. the doctor came in and asked what exactly was going on, she was looking at monty expectedly, thinking he was the bleeding pregnant one.

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Monty walked with Oscar into the examination room, saddened when he took his hand away. He looked at the doctor as she looked to him. "Actually, my husband here needs to be looked at. He... he is the one who is pregnant and bleeding, will you check him I-I just want to be sure he and the baby are alright please." he said, his voice cracked and he tried not to choke up. The tears in his eyes deceived him and his hands were shaking, he held his robe since Oscar took his hands away.

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she seemed surprised, looking up at oscar instead, who had a nervous  look on his face, like he'd be the kind of dog thatd bite the vet that touched him. she asked a few typical questions, like what other symptoms he had and what led up to it, the last being answered with a  "we fucked." she seemed shocked at the blunt reply, telling someone to bring in an ultrasound to check the fetus, along with asking monty if he'd like a nurse to clean and bandage his neck.

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Monty quietly accepted, putting his hand against the spot and looking away letting out a shaky sigh, when the doctors leave the room he moves closer to Oscar and takes his hands. "Through rain or shine, I don't mind, through sleet and snow, I'll still show." he lets out a small laugh then looked up at him. "Oscar, you don't have to be afraid of me, or of this. I know you being pregnant is really, hard on you. And ... and even if there is something wrong and they don't make it." he swallows still looking at him. "I won't hate you or be upset, I'm proud of you really, for getting this far as it is, its okay. We still have mine, and each other. I won't leave you, and maybe sometime when you are really ready, we can try again. Okay?" he cupped the side of Oscar's face.

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Oscar smiled a bit at first, comforted by his words, even if he was still nervous in this setting. that is, until monty said that last sentence. his expression visibly dropped and changed to one of fear. 'we can try again' was the same thing wes had said after losing their pregnancy, which oscar was very against since he didnt want to be pregnant at all. the doctor walked back in with the machine, making oscar jump, pulling back from monty again, extremely tensed and looking like he was about to bolt from the room. the doctor noticed this and a little nervously asked him to lay back and there was a split second that he actually shifted forward as if he was going to make a run for it before hesitating and doing as told. god he hoped this baby was fine, he didnt want to try again, but he also didnt want to tell monty no.

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Monty covers his mouth seeing the reaction from Oscar, why did he say that, duh Oscar didn't want this at all. "I.. I'm sorry.. I didn't mean-" the doctor came in with the medicine looking to Oscar as he was preparing to bolt. He started feeling sick again beating himself up for saying something that, well obviously didnt help the situation. The few other nurses nearby him kept asking if he was okay and if he needed to sit down, but their words didn't come to him. "Wh-what?" was all he said before blacking out. Though luckily the nurses caught him before he hit the ground. They intended to take him to another room to get him looked at and made sure he was alright, moving him to a stretcher.

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oscar was having trouble staying still for the ultrasound, he kept glancing over at monty who was clearly distressed, which distressed him more. the doctor kept asking he stay still, but when monty passed out, he immediately pushed her away from him and jumped up, panicking over monty. security guards ended up being called in which oscar proceeded to growl and bare his teeth at, monty on the stretcher next to him and the nurses backed up out of fear.  this visit wasnt going well

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"Sir! We have to make sure he is alright, he could be in trouble please let us take a look at him." A nurse said though standing back with the others hoping he wouldn't get his face punched in. "We have to do our job, you don't want something worse to be there right? Thats why we are here, to make sure everything is okay, but you have to let us do our job." he stated in a more stern voice hoping to get the point across. "Oscar...." Monty's voice came out weak behind him on the stretcher. He was coming to, his head spinning and ringing. He couldn't feel any part of his body as it was numb and tingling. Monty looks over at him "You're safe Oscar.. no one is going to hurt you, or me.."

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oscars only response to the nurse was a loudly growled "fuck off!" acting like a wolf protecting its den. montys voice caught his attention, and he turned to lean over him, worriedly touching his face "hey, you ok baby? what's wrong?" the security took this opportunity to grab oscar from behind, oscar growled, trying to break free from their grip and biting down on one of their arms hard. sedation wasnt really safe to use on pregnant people, but hospital security often had magic that could be used as a form of sedation. one of the ones holding him used this, making him feel weak. before he fell asleep from the magic, he yelled plenty of curses and threats along the line of "ILL FUCKIN KILL YOU- YOU CANT TAKE HIM FROM ME"

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Monty told the doctors to not hurt or touch Oscar, to leave him alone and that he was just trying to protect him. Then shouted without thinking "I'm his mate and I have his baby can't you idiots not stress him out any more then he is!?!" Though when Oscar went down asleep he tried reaching for him, but he was strapped to the stretcher so he wouldnt ‘fall off’ hospitals were the stupidest places ever. "Oscar! Its okay! Everything will be okay, we're fine, its fine its okay." he kept repeating, also stressed out. And then all of a sudden he started having pains. "Ah god! Ow- it hurts!"

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the nurses went to montys aid, trying to calm him and explain why they had to do that, oscar was being a danger to others and himself.  another stretcher was brought in for oscar and he was strapped down and wheeled away to be evaluated, considering the more obvious bleeding from his black pants now.

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Monty saw Oscar being wheeled away and he was sobbing, the stress was taking a toll on him and seeming to cause an early labor. "No please.. Oscar..." he kept reaching out, the pain making him recoil. He was suddenly confused and disoriented not sure what was going on, all he knew was he was in a lot of pain and Oscar was being taken away and bleeding.

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oscar was completely out of it, the others magic had suppressed his, making him pass out. they took him to do an ultrasound and call sal who was labeled as his emergency contact. sal would tell them to do whatever to take care of him and to make sure he got a private room with monty. in turn, sal would contact his moms too.

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The nurses with Monty tried to get him to settle down and ease his pain with medication, making sure he wasn't going into an early labor. The baby would of been premature if it had. They were trying to keep him in a stress free environment but he wasn't cooperating, wanting to be with Oscar. So to keep him calm they put him in the same room. Using an ultrasound on Monty as well to make sure his baby was alright.

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oscar stayed passed out for a while. his parents showed up, jillie immediately taking over the scene to an extent, asking the doctors what happened and if they did this or that to make sure he was ok, ect. monty was included in her mothering, trying to help comfort after she made sure oscar was ok. sitting next to monty after giving oscars forehead a kiss, she spoke in a commanding tone since she was used to taking control and keeping others in line and stable minded "ive talked to the doctors and they said he should be fine. the bleeding is being controlled and should stop, just a complication from his condition." oxana was much more silent, only nodding along every so often.

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"Its .. my fault." Monty said sniffling, "I said okay to ...consummate our marriage..." though he was sort of neglected some pretty important information. He was hiccupping from crying, a common thing that happened to him when he got really upset. "At least he is okay, I'm g-glad..." he sniffed wiping his face free of tears, he still hurt but he was glad everything settled. A nurse came over to Monty asking if she could take care of the mark on his neck.

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jillie was used to oscars wild behavior and was pretty sure monty wasnt all at fault, so she shook her head "it's no ones fault dear, things happen, thats what life is." she patted his hand, holding it before oxana made a quiet huff like noise. jillie looked over at her and oxana held her phone up, tapping it. jillie responded with "oh shoot." she looked back at monty, patting his hand again "we'll be right back, we have something to attend to. if oscar wakes up, try to keep him calm, though im sure you know that, hes told me youve helped him before. i have confidence in you sweetheart." she checked on oscar real quick, patting his hand too before leaving the room.

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Monty looked watching them leave, he was sniffling and still hiccupping, he pulls himself off of his bed and climbs onto Oscar's snuggling up against him, laying on his side. He was gently petting the side of Oscar's face and softly singing whats new pussycat to him, trying not to ruin it by sniffling. But his hiccups were already doing that anyway. He sighed softly, glad everything was alright for the most part and kissed the side of Oscar's skull. "I love you babe, with all my soul.." he snuggled close to him.

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oscar took a while to wake up, longer than usual for those subdued with magic, but that was most likely due to his souls previous injury.  he'd start to stir, first thought, 'where the fuck am i' when it hit him and he almost jumped out of the bed before he noticed monty by his side, making him still his departure.

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Monty flinched almost getting decked when Oscar bolted up "B-babe!" he moved back a little, he was a mess, he had been crying the whole time, his neck bandaged and they had him in a hospital gown which wasnt very flattering and left his backside mostly exposed. Letting out a soft sigh glad Oscar woke up "Easy, its okay, I'm here." he said softly, snuggling back into him, wrapping his arms around one of Oscar's.

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he glanced around the room, empty other than them, which made him feel better. what didnt make him feel good was the iv attached to his upper arm(because skeleton) and he made a disgruntled face at it before turning his attention back to monty. the fact monty was in his bed probably meant he was ok, but his last memory was monty passed out so "are you ok? are you hurt? what did they do to you?" the last question had an undertone of aggression in it.

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Monty smiled a little petting the side of Oscar's face. "Shhh... love. I'm here, nothings going to harm you, or me. I'm alright, and I'm not hurt. They only checked to make sure I wasn't going into premature labor." he whispered trying to keep his voice down in the hospital. "They said everything is okay, and I meant what I said... I won't ever leave you no matter what, I won't ever hate you no matter what." he gave him a kiss, holding up his hand where the wedding band was. "Through sickness and in health, till death do we part." he laced his fingers with Oscar's hand. "I'm not going anywhere."

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he kissed montys hand, looking around again, as if paranoid. he was glad monty was ok, but he didnt want to be here. "right, good. the- my-uh im ok too, yeah? did they say?" he really hoped it was all good so he could ditch this place and also not have to 'try again'.

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Monty lets out a breath and sits up, giving him a stern look which was more like a cute angry pout. "Listen here Mr. Bianchi, and you listen good." he said trying to sound like Jillie had before, but failing miserably. "I want you to tell me important things like that, because I know very well you don't like being in the hospital. And just because you think a bit of ... well messing around when you have pain is okay, it isn't, okay?" he lets out another sigh, like he was relieved to get that off his chest. "Please... babe.. " Monty cups Oscar's face looking at him concerned "Don't scare me like that...I don't want to lose you." he still wasn't answering Oscar right away either because he wanted him time to heal before bolting. But he knew Oscar wasn't going to stay and 'heal' either, he'd have to call James. "Yes, Oscar you are okay too, for now. But," he pokes him on the nose. "No more sex, no more oral, no more doing crazy things like lifting me or straining yourself until after they are born. Okay? Promise me you wont, or at least try to restrain yourself from exertion."

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oscar seemed surprised at montys change of tone, his attention focused on him then. it certainly didnt have the same effect jillies commanding would have. because jillie being stern didnt turn him on. he was glad to hear he was ok too, and nodded with a slight smile before looking away, embarrassed he getting turned on again from that, and also extremely aware he wasnt allowed sex now. "ok.. ill try ta be good sweetheart, i promise."  he looked at the gown he was wearing, trying to distract himself "these things have no style." he looked at it in disgust before looking at montys "well, at least not on me. you look pretty damn hot in one." his hand moved to the iv drip in his arm, it looked like blood, probably because he'd lost a good bit, and he started to peel the tape off, wanting to remove it.

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Monty took Oscar's hand in his to distract him from peeling the IV off and out, Oscar needed that blood and so did the baby. "Ah ah, don't do that. They managed to get everything okay but if you pull that off before its time to you might end up right back here." Monty said sitting next to him, brushing off the comment about him being attractive in a hospital gown. "Or well, not leaving, and I know you don't want that." Monty lays next to Oscar again not letting go of his hand, but he did put it against his stomach. "This little one is excited to meet their daddy, they've been moving around a lot." he said lacing his fingers with Oscar's. "Feel them kicking?" he asked holding his hand against his stomach, after a moment the baby moved against Oscar's hand.

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oscar frowned a little a first, not liking the idea of staying instead of right that minute leaving, but he let monty distract him, tail moving under the sheets when the baby moved "hope they wont be disappointed.." he raised a brow "or afraid. i heard this story where a kid was born and they were terrified of their dad, screamed bloody murder any time he tried to hold em, and they were just a newborn. how fucked up would that be.." he had a worried look on his face, keeping his hand on montys stomach and rubbing his thumb over it.

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Monty laughed he didnt mean to but it was cute. "No babe, our baby will love you as much as I do, I'm sure of it." he smiled kissing him, feeling the baby moving around inside before settling. Monty sighs softly and lays against him, when he felt Oscar's tail moving he took hold of it and drew it up close to his mouth nibbling the end of it and petting it. "Hm, I wonder if they will have tails too, I bet they would be cute little nubbies.." he giggled at the word.

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oscar was comforted with montys sureness, and at the tail grabbing and touching, his face blushed green, and he shifted his legs a little keeping his voice, mostly, normal "uh, yeah, maybe, i mean, theres a uh, fifty fifty chance of tails-" he closed his eyes, making a bit of a scrunched face "sweetheart, ya cant- ya cant tell me no sex and then go around doin stuff like this ta me, it just aint fair."

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Monty admittedly was surprised and let go of his tail. "Oh! That arouses you? I'm sorry," he blushed a little then kissed his cheek "Well thank you for telling me then, and sorry I just... heh really like your tail. I wish I had one." he said snuggling him again and letting out a soft sigh. The hospital was quiet, except for the gentle beeping of the monitor. Monty started singing whats new pussycat again.

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