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Prologue: Hormonal Hell and Terror Cravings
Dante was in awe at the new home. The home was spacious, welcoming and more family oriented than what he remembered. The kitchen was well stocked and it was so inviting that the Hunter was tempted to start cooking again. Even the dining room was amazing, perfect for a family. It was bright and simple, no breakable items anywhere!
"I will not chance it with our four nestlings running about. " Vergil chuckled. Dante laughed softly as he remembered when he and Vergil had done just that. It drove their father insane. But Vergil took extra measures. Dante was led through each room but Dante sobbed in joy at the sight of the nursery.
"Oh Babe, it's beautiful!" Dante sobbed. It was a perfect blend for boys and girls. Vergil and Nero had created murals, an adventure mural for the boys and a flower field with butterflies and bunnies for the girls. The expecting parents found out the gender of the children just last week and they were ecstatic . They were expecting two sons and two daughters. Nero was grinning that he was going to have so many siblings but he knew that he and their father were going to be quite overprotective of the girls. Everyone knew that no matter what , that Dante would be the most overprotective of all the children. Vergil already knew he had to be firm, especially with the boys. But he made a note to not overdo it. Nero couldn't wait to teach and interact with the fearsome four.
"Beloved, what's wrong?" Vergil asked in concern. Dante looked at him with tear-filled eyes. Vergil knew his mate was happy, but the hormones were making the Hunter cry. He hugged him and smiled.
"Would you like to rest now?"
"Yes, that sounds nice." Dante said softly. Vergil gently picked him up bridal style and carried him to their bedroom and set him down gently on their bed before sitting down next to him.
"I know you're still adjusting to our nest." Vergil said as he gently massaged the Hunter's feet. "Especially since it was once our childhood home."
"I still remember it being in flames. Hiding in that closet. But I love how everything is anew. The nursery was absolutely beautiful…." Dante began to cry again. Vergil leaned forward and gently kissed him.
"We will be fine Beloved." He whispered. "Our children will be fine. Nero has turned out well."
"I can't help but worry…"
"That's understandable."
"And these hormones are a killer!" The Hunter said before shivering with pleasure. "Uh Babe…" Vergil looked into his mate's eyes and saw them bleeding red with amber yellow. Oh my…. now? Dante panted softly and lay back on the pillows. Vergil cleared his throat before removing the Hunter's feet from his lap and gracefully rose to his feet and called for their first born.
"Father, what's wrong?" Nero asked as he approached the bedroom door, where his father blocked the way in.
"Um, your mother is…aroused…." He hinted and Nero blushed before chuckling softly.
"Don't say any more Father, I'm in pediatrics remember?" Nero said. "Had to learn about this, during residency and all."
"You don't deliver them as well do you?"
"Nope but again had to touch on the subject." Nero said. "Father you're a doctor…."
"I'm the Chief of General Surgery Child."
"Hey best branch out before the fearsome four make their debut." Nero said. When they heard a loud lustful moan, Nero blinked while Vergil blushed. "Have fun Father," The younger Hunter cackled. What he didn't tell his father, was that when hormonal like that, it would take quite a few sessions to calm down. Vergil closed the door and locked it before turning around and getting a pleasant shock.
Dante was arching his back, and slowly moving his hips. Full pink lips were caressed by an equally pink tongue and it drove the elder mad. He quickly climbed into bed and kissed the Hunter. Dante moaned but submitted to the elder willingly. Vergil laid down and allowed his mate to climb on top.
"Mmmm, why won't you get on top Babe?" Dante purred as he kissed and nibbled along the elder's neck.
"Well Beloved I think it would be safer if you were…" Dante stopped and glared at him.
"ARE YOU TRYING TO SAY I'M FAT?!"
"What…..no no….I just….oh damn!"
"GET OUT!" Dante commanded as he climbed off the elder. Vergil blinked and looked dumbfounded. What just happened?! "WHAT ARE YOU SHOCKED STUPID, GET THE FUCK OUT!" Vergil cleared his throat and simply got out of the room, went downstairs and saw Nero on the couch.
"Wow, talk about minute man." He cackled. Vergil rolled his eyes and sat in his armchair.
"Nothing happened." He said as he looked at his smug firstborn. "Your mother kicked me out." At this news Nero laughed and handed him a book What to Expect when you're Expecting.
"Read this first Father, then I'll give you the other weapons you may need." He snickered as his father took the book and sat back silently saying 'my god…'
"Oh well, should've kept it in your pants." Nero snickered. Vergil just scoffed and threw a cushion at his firstborn's head as he began to read.
"NERO! WHERE IS YOUR FATHER?!" Both devils heard Dante shout. Vergil quickly made a getaway with the book, which left Nero to tend to his mother. The younger Hunter glared after the elder before walking upstairs, promising to get his father later. It turned out all Dante wanted: was a book to read and it was on a high shelf!
Nero's opportunity came during movie time later that evening. His mother had a craving, and it was a bad one.
"Babe," Dante purred as he caressed the elder's arm, "I'm hungry."
"What would you like Beloved?"
"Hm, peanut butter and pickles." Dante said dreamily. Nero gagged. Vergil winced. "and a steak, extra bloody. Thank you Honey." Vergil bit back a whimper but got the stuff anyway. The steak wasn't an issue, but peanut butter and pickles?! He wanted to vomit. As soon as he got everything ready Nero came in.
"Mama said he also wants fried chicken feet." The younger Hunter said with a gag. "What the hell?!"
"These cravings…are terrifying." Vergil bemoaned. "Do they get better at least?"
"No Father, they get worse!"
I'm doomed! Vergil thought as he set up the very bizarre snack. What's next, a bloody liver shake?
"Oh, that sounds great Babe thank you!" Dante chirped happily.
DAMMIT!