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Chan rolled out of bed feeling odd. He’s not been this off since last mating season, which… Well, he assumed it was about time for that to come around again. What a shitty time for it, he thought. The apartment had just gotten a new roommate, a human.

Chan was fond of the freckle-faced kid, and while over half of them were non-humans of some kind, Felix hadn’t been around many non-human species until he was an adult. Now, he was placed in an apartment with seven other guys, some human and some non. Chan was afraid the boy hadn’t fully adjusted in the two months he’d been there with them, and he certainly didn’t want to scare the guy by going full mating season in front of him. He’d taken extra care not to do anything too alien when Felix was around, and even though Chan was attracted to him, the older refused to make any advances for now. 

Felix had moved from a small town, where there were few non-humans—if any—straight to the city, where he found an even mix of humans and non, who lived rather peacefully together. Among the non-humans there were thousands of subspecies of demons, monsters, extraterrestrials, even some animal hybrids or mythical beasts. Felix still had the habit of stiffening whenever one of his roommates did anything inhuman, but Chan understood that it was still new to the boy. The others did as well, and they tried to be patient with him. None tried as hard as Chan, though. 

Over the last two months, Chan felt he had gotten closer with the boy, being his confidante and answering any questions he had about their roommates but felt it would be rude to ask directly. He never asked Chan about anything out of the way, but the older boy would tell him bits and pieces about himself and about the others. He’d told him about Minho being an incubus (“ It’s okay to fool around with him, but if you’re gonna do it, don’t do it when he’s hungry. He’s likely to take too much and suck your soul out. ”), their dragon hybrid roommate Hyunjin (“ He’s a rare golden dragon species. They can’t be bred, so they kind of just pop up randomly in bloodlines. He’s pretty right? ”), the fox demon Jeongin (“ He has a really sweet smile, but don’t let him hang around you too long. He absorbs energy through physical contact, and I don’t think he realizes he’s doing it half the time. It’ll really wear you out as a human, but I don’t think it will kill you. ”), and the other three humans: Jisung, Changbin, and Seungmin. Changbin and Seungmin grew up around non-humans, but Jisung came from a similar situation as Felix. 

The two boys got pretty close within the first few weeks, and one night, Chan overheard Jisung assuring Felix, “don’t worry, you get used to everyone’s weird little quirks. Sometimes I think Changbin is weirder than any of our non-human roommates.”

It made Chan smile to hear that Jisung had adjusted so well. He’d tried to be as gentle with him as he is with Felix, but Jisung had taken a liking to Minho almost right away. After that, there was no worry about scaring the boy off. They had never guessed Jisung would be such a freak, but they didn’t mind. They were all freaks in their own ways. 

Chan hadn’t told Felix much about himself, but it seems the younger boy didn’t mind not knowing what Chan was. Of course, when they’d all introduced themselves the first night of Felix’s arrival, he’d said he was an alien, but he didn’t say much more. Felix never prodded, probably for the same reason he asked Chan things about the others: it would be rude. Although, none of them saw it as rude really. Felix just wasn’t comfortable asking things like that to their faces, which is fine. Chan always assumed Felix was asking the others about him if he was curious enough. That was fine, too, he had nothing to hide. 

But… Felix hadn’t experienced a mating season yet. He showed up three weeks after Hyunjin’s last heat, who had them every four months for about a week at a time, and the other non-humans didn’t have them. Chan got his once a year in the winter, and it lasted for a month without a place to lay his eggs. Unfortunately for him, he didn’t have a place to lay them, so it would be a long month. 

The oldest trudged through the apartment, straight to the kitchen, and didn’t acknowledge anyone sitting on the couch. He was on a mission to find some juice before he died of thirst. Jisung and Felix were sitting down at the breakfast table, eating cereal and chatting, when he walked into the room. 

Jisung looked up first, “Good morning, Channie. Sleep well?”

“Not really,” the oldest boy grumbled, yanking the fridge open and peering inside. “I’m so thirsty. Where’s my pineapple juice?”

“You drank it yesterday, remember?” Jisung reminded him. 

“Fuck, I forgot,” Chan shut the fridge door forcefully. When he stood up straight, he saw the two humans staring at him wide-eyed. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you. I’m having a rough day.”

“You just got up,” Jisung pointed out. “It’s already a rough day?”

Chan gripped the hem of his shirt, damp with sweat from his overheated body. “Yeah, it’s…”

“Mating season,” Jisung nodded sagely, seeming to recall the last time Chan was this agitated. “I forgot it comes in the winter for you.”

Chan nodded, his cheeks heating up as Felix continued to stare at him wordlessly. “Yeah, and I’m miserable. I’m hot and sweaty, and I just really want my juice,” he grumbled, running a hand through his curls. 

“I can grab some from the store for you,” Felix piped up finally. 

Chan shook his head, “No, it’s okay, you don’t have to go out of your way for me.”

Felix smiled cheerfully, “It’s fine. I was planning to make cookies today anyway, and we are running low on eggs. I need chocolate chips, too. I’ll pick you up some pineapple juice while I’m there.”

Chan felt a small smile creeping onto his face at the gesture. “That would be great,” he said before turning to Jisung, “Why don’t the rest of you ever offer to do nice things for me when I’m in my mating cycle?”

Jisung snorted a laugh, mumbled something under his breath, and pointed at the alien with a finger. “I offered to incubate for you last year, but you refused, so I don’t wanna hear it,” the honey-blonde gave a small smile, tone joking. 

“Incubate?” Felix asked curiously, looking right at Chan. 

The oldest blushed, but nodded. “My kind lays eggs.”

“If he doesn’t fuck all year, they stockpile and he has this horrible, month-long mating period, where his body, like, forces him to lay them,” Jisung added on bluntly. Chan picked up a roll of paper towels and chucked it at the boy, who cackled loudly when they collided with his face. “I’m right, aren’t I?”

Chan groaned, hiding his red face in his hands. He didn’t wanna even think about how disgusted Felix must be about the new information. 

“Jisung,” their newest addition scolded the other human, “You’re embarrassing him. I’m sure he doesn’t want you to air out his business like that.”

Chan wanted to groan again, but he held back, uncovering his beet red face to see Felix smiling sweetly at him. “I’m fine, Felix. Thank you. He’s not… entirely wrong, though.” He swallowed dryly—shit, he was so thirsty. “My mating cycle is a lot worse when I don’t regularly lay eggs throughout the year, and especially if I don’t have a partner for mating season.”

Felix shrugged, “Why don’t you use one of those sites that sets you up with a human incubator?”

Chan grimaced, shaking his head. “I don’t want to actually hatch them, especially not with a stranger. It seems way too impersonal, plus I already have seven kids that live with me. I can’t handle seven or eight more,” he finished his sentence with a smirk. 

“Are there no… females in your species that you can partner with?” Felix asked carefully. “Or… are you considered a female for your species?”

Chan shook his head, an embarrassed little laugh. “Females are rare in my species. They only hatch, like, once every five generations in a bloodline. Since our males lay eggs and fertilize them ourselves, we really only need somewhere to incubate them—or someone, as long as the species has the right body temperature. My mom is human actually.”

“Oh,” Felix looked intrigued. “I didn’t know that.”

Chan just smiled, taking a deep breath and sighing. He thought it best to change the subject. “Well, since I don’t have juice right now, I’ll just have some water and go hop in the shower I suppose.”

The kitchen went quiet as Chan grabbed a glass from the cabinet, filling it two or three times and gulping down as much of it as he could. The two humans watched with amazement as he did so before he placed the glass in the sink. 

Felix stood, bringing his empty cereal bowl to the sink where Chan stood. He placed the bowl in the basin and then patted Chan’s back gently, making the older boy shiver.  “I’ll get dressed and go to the store.”

“Thanks, Felix,” Chan grinned sheepishly. “Sorry you have to see me like this.”

The freckled boy shook his head with a small smile. “Don’t worry about that. You don’t scare me, Chan.”

Once Chan had gotten out of his cold shower, he found that Felix was still at the store (with Seungmin and Minho, who randomly decided they wanted to shop for dinner), and Jisung had told the others about what happened in the kitchen that morning. 

“Felix was flirting with you, Channie,” Hyunjin teased, legs thrown over Jisung’s lap. 

“He wants to be your incubator,” Changbin added with a sly grin. 

Chan groaned at the jokes. “Stop. He doesn’t even know what it would be like to help me lay my eggs. None of you do,” he pointed out, a little annoyed, hormones running high. He took a breath and released it before adding, “I don’t need help with it. He’s just being nice.”

“I forgot how testy you get during mating season,” Hyunjin noted, “Am I like that when I’m in heat?”

Changbin snorted, and Jeongin nodded at the dragon. Hyunjin gasped at the fox demon, tossing a pillow across the room at him and making them all laugh. 

Chan felt an itch in his skin being around everyone. A dull ache started in his stomach, so he excused himself to his room. His crotch hurt, so he slipped his pants down to his mid thigh and sat on his bed, back against the wall. He whined quietly at the sight of himself. His genitals would be almost human-like if not for the two tendrils that accompanied his cock. His penis itself was a bit of an odd shape from what he could tell when compared to humans in porn he had watched, but not nearly as odd as some other alien species he’d seen in non-human porn. His cock had a more tapered head than a human’s does, which flared open when he was in the process of laying eggs, and it produced its own slick when aroused. Out of the base of his pubic bone, two tentacles about the thickness of two of his fingers each sprouted out on either side of his penis. 

Chan could usually keep his other tentacles hidden, the six that sprouted from his lower back, when he wasn’t in mating cycle. Even then, he could usually keep them tucked up under his skin—same for the two that writhed in his lap. He didn’t think he’d have to lay an egg so soon into his cycle, but all of the talk about Felix being his incubator had him aroused, despite all of his protest. 

Chan watched the two small tendrils wrap themselves around his slick length and stroke at the thought of sweet, innocent Felix lying beneath him. He didn’t want to be the guy that jerks off to one of his friends, especially the one that’s been the most sheltered from his kind. He couldn’t help it though, not when he found Felix as attractive as he does, and especially not when his tentacles have minds of their own. He gave in to the feeling and covered his mouth with one hand, gripping the sheets with the other, as his own tentacles tugged at his cock. He watched the tip slowly unfurl, feeling himself inch closer to the edge. His head fell back as he felt the sting of something substantial in size enter his urethra from inside him, working its way out. 

The boy lifted his head again to see the tendrils coaxing a bulge up his shaft, until he saw it peeking out of his tip. His muffled sob of borderline pain fell on deaf ears as he bit into his palm to stifle it. It wasn’t even pleasurable when it finally popped out, landing on his stomach with a quiet squelch. He grunted, releasing his hand from his teeth. At least some of the pressure was lessened, and his cock was softening. His tentacles retreated again as he pulled his pants up, reaching to pick up the slimy egg that had rolled off of him and onto his bed. 

Just then, a quiet knock sounded from his door, and Chan held the egg behind his back, unable to think of anything else to do with it. 

“Come in,” Chan said weakly. 

The door cracked open slowly, a familiar blonde-haired, freckled face poked in cautiously. “Chan? I brought your juice,” he said quietly, noticing how disheveled the older boy looked. 

The alien smiled tiredly. “Thank you, Lix. You can come in if you want.”

Felix smiled, stepping the rest of the way in. He held out the juice to the older boy. “You look exhausted. Are you running a fever?” 

Chan shook his head, “no, I just… uhm, I’m fine.” He took the juice offered to him, but realized he couldn’t open it with one hand. He didn’t want to put the egg down for fear of Felix seeing it before he could dispose of it. “Can you open it for me?” He asked the younger human. 

Felix scrunched his eyebrows in confusion, but took the juice and opened it, handing it back to him. “What’s wrong with your other hand?”

Chan shook his head, blushing furiously. “Nothing.”

The human stared for a moment, and his face lit up with realization. “Oh, you just… did you lay an egg? Are you holding it?”

Chan whined in embarrassment, but he nodded nonetheless. “I was just about to get rid of it when you knocked.” 

“Can I see it?” Felix asked suddenly, and it took Chan off guard. 

“You want to see it?” The older boy asked, his voice nearly squeaking with surprise. 

Felix nodded slowly. “You don’t have to show me, but yes, I’d like to see it. I’m curious. After all, I came to the city to study non-human species, so you’d be doing me a favor.”

Ahh, yes. Chan had forgotten; Felix moved to the city and was going to school to study different species. He wanted to learn about other species’ biological and anatomical makeups. He’s basically a medical student, but he doesn’t want to specialize in one species. This experience could be beneficial to his studies, so Chan figured there wasn’t any harm in showing him. 

“You don’t even know what species I am,” Chan pointed out instead with a small smile, sipping his juice coyly. He held the egg firmly behind his back. 

Felix smiled and cocked his head to the side, sitting down in Chan’s desk chair not far away, rolling it closer to the bed. “Well, that’s because you never told me,” the human told him, “will you tell me now? Where are you from?” He asked seriously, leaning forward, “or rather… Where is your species from?”

Chan couldn’t help the small smile that overtook his face, eyes turning to crescent moons. “I’m personally born and raised on Earth, but my species is from Planet SKZ-17.”

“Oh,” Felix chirped, sitting up straight, “I don’t think I’ve ever studied your species before. Forgive me if this is rude, but you look fairly human. Is that due to you having a human mom, or do you all look largely similar to humans?”

Chan thought about it, “On the outside we all look human, I suppose. There are some things that are very different, though.”

Felix cocked his head with a small smile, “Aside from the egg laying?”

Chan let out an embarrassed giggle. “Yeah, we uhm… I have tentacles. They’re pretty easy to hide, which I do for the comfort of others. They just kinda slide up into a pouch under my skin.”

The younger boy nodded, “Well, since you’re so shy about your eggs, I won’t ask to see your tentacles, I guess. Maybe someday you’ll be comfortable enough to show me.” Felix gave him a bright smile, and Chan melted. 

“Oh, if you still… want to see the egg,” Chan mumbled, nervously bringing his hand around to the front of him. When he opened his palm, a black-ish translucent egg sat in the middle of it. It still had a bit of slime on it, and it wasn’t very big, maybe the size of a small chicken egg. It wasn’t necessarily small considering the way it exited his body, and it certainly felt bigger coming out. 

“I’ve never seen anything like that.” Felix sat forward with great interest, he reached a hand out towards it, bright eyed. “May I?” 

Chan nodded, and Felix took the egg from him carefully, sitting back in the chair. “It’s still a little warm,” he commented as he held it up to the light, looking through it and humming. A small smile started on his lips when he brought it back down, “hello, little one.”

Chan smiled softly, “that one isn’t fertilized. Why are you talking to it?”

“Well,” Felix shrugged, “when I hold it up to the light— here, look.” Suddenly, he was in Chan’s lap, sat between his spread legs, holding the egg up to the light of the ceiling fan. “When I hold it up like this, you can already see where the embryo would start. See the little dark spot here where the contents are more dense?”

“Mhmm,” Chan hummed, not caring much for the egg. He could smell Felix with him being this close, he could feel the warmth from his body. He was careful not to touch him. 

“A lot of alien species have eggs that are translucent, and I’ve gotten pretty good at spotting the dense spots where the babies grow from. That’s why I was talking to it; even though it’s not fertilized, I see where the baby is before it’s there,” Felix lowered the unfertilized egg to his lap again. “I think it’s a cute egg. I’ve definitely seen weirder ones, bigger ones, too. This one doesn’t scare me so much.” 

The younger boy didn’t seem to want to move from his spot, so Chan took a chance, resting his chin on Felix’s shoulder and bringing his arms to rest loosely around the boy’s midsection. “What do you mean?”

“Well, I… I considered at one time to be a human incubator when I first left home,” the younger blonde blushed at the admission. “I wanted to help other species, but… once I got more into my studies, I noticed some non-humans who lay eggs have… terrifying clutches, heh.” He chuckled nervously, “I didn’t think I wanted to do it anymore, so I put that idea on hold.”

Chan hummed neutrally, “Forgive me if this is too personal. Do you enjoy the idea of being pregnant? If not, I don’t think you’ll like being an incubator.” He stroked a thumb over Felix’s arm where it rested in his lap, hands still cupping the egg. 

“I don’t mind it… obviously I’ve never tried it before, but the idea,” the younger boy paused briefly, “excites me a little, I can’t lie.” He stroked a thumb over the egg in his hands gently. 

Chan huffed a small laugh. “You didn’t want to see my egg to study it, did you? You just wanted to see if I was scarier than you thought, hm?”

Felix gulped, nodding shyly. “I know you don’t want to hatch a brood right now, but I wanted to know what I would be getting myself into if I offered to help you.” He didn’t look at Chan yet. 

The alien hummed, “have you ever… been with anyone?”

Felix chuckled, “just a boy back home. He was human.”

Chan chuckled again, quietly whispering, “you haven’t seen my tentacles yet. I told you, I’m a little different from a human.”

Felix nodded, “I still want to offer.” He finally turned his head toward the older boy, searching his face. “If we get them out quickly, the eggs won’t hatch even if they’re fertilized, right?”

“That’s assuming they don’t attach themselves to your insides as soon as they’re laid,” Chan corrects him. “And if that happens? What will you do then?”

“I suppose I’ll have to hatch them,” Felix said quickly. 

Chan grinned, “what would we do with the broodlings?”

“We could keep them, or give them up for adoption, I suppose? Whatever you wanted to do, really; they’re yours,” Felix suggested, “Do you lay large clutches?”

Chan shrugged, “sometimes just one egg, but it’s usually about three to five on average. I am in mating season—it could be more. I usually lose track by the time I’m done because of the strain my body goes through.”

Felix hummed in thought, nodding. 

The older boy smiled, squeezing Felix around his middle. “Don’t feel obligated to offer your help. I had to turn Jisung down because he just wanted to help me, but he wasn’t excited about the idea at all. I could tell it kinda grossed him out a little.”

“No, you don’t gross me out. I study this kind of thing,” Felix gave a small smile, “I mean, you don’t have to accept me obviously. They’re your eggs, so you can do what you want with them. I’d be happy to try it with you, though, if you’d let me.”

Chan was happy to hear that, and he’d be lying if he said otherwise. He sighed, “I feel like I should be totally transparent with you then. I’ve been really attracted to you since you first got here. I think you’re very pretty and kind, and it would be really flattering for you to accept my brood… if you’re into it.” The alien said it as evenly as he could muster. 

Felix chuckled. “I’m really into it,” he grinned happily, brighter than the sun, “and I’d love to receive your brood.”

Chan grinned back, pressing a kiss to Felix’s cheek. “Okay, then. I guess I should show you the rest of me and see if you feel the same way after that.”

The younger boy giggled. “That may be a good place to start.”

Chan nodded, scooting back on the bed and reaching for the hem of his own shirt. “Let me know if you change your mind at any point.” He tossed the garment to the floor and allowed two of the tendrils on his back to slide out, and he let out a relieved sigh when it lessened the pressure under his skin. “Here’s two of them,” he mumbled to the younger boy. He reached the smooth, fleshy tendrils out toward the human. 

Felix held the egg in one hand, while the other reached out experimentally to touch one of the tentacles. “Are there more?”

Chan nodded, releasing the rest one by one, increasing slightly in size each time. 

“Do you lay your eggs with one of these?” Felix asked curiously, looping his fingers around the thickest one. 

Chang giggled, “No, I have something similar to a human penis where yours is, and I lay my eggs with that.”

Felix blushed furiously, “oh… so if I were to help you, we would just be having regular sex.”

“Not if you didn’t want to,” Chan shrugged, “but yeah, basically.”

The younger boy nodded seriously, continuing to stroke, touch, and stare at the tendrils of various sizes. 

“Can you feel your tentacles?” Felix gave the thickest of the six tendrils a firm squeeze. 

“About like an arm or leg, not as sensitive as, like, my penis, but yeah, I feel them. Like, if you were to bite one, it would hurt a little,” Chan shrugged again, letting Felix study his other appendages carefully. “What do you think of them?”

Felix hummed, giving a small nod. “I think they’re pretty cool honestly. Is this all of them?”

Chan smiled softly, “I have two more, smaller ones.” He reached for the waistband of his sweats, nudging it down a bit, only enough for the tendrils to slither out. “These two are a bit more sensitive than the others. They’re like an extension of my genitals I guess.” He tried not to sound so awkward, but at the same time he wanted to speak clinically. He didn’t know if Felix was ready for anything just yet. At this point, he was just inquisitively poking and prodding for information on his species, not really acting as if he wanted to have sex. 

“Can I touch these, too?” Felix asked carefully, looking Chan in the eye as he spoke. “I understand they’re more sensitive, so feel free to say no, but I promise I’ll be careful.”

“These two… kind of act on their own,” Chan chuckled sheepishly, “I can’t really control them as well as the other six, but… I mean, yeah. If you’d like to…”

Felix licked his lips in concentration. He still held the egg in one hand—Chan actually wasn’t sure why he was still holding it—and reached out with the other. One of the small tendrils met him halfway, slithering between his fingers. Chan could feel the warmth of his skin more intensely with that tentacle than the others he had touched. He tried to breathe evenly through his nose as he watched the tendril curl through the younger boy’s small palm and around his wrist. 

Felix smirked jokingly, “I think it likes me.”

Chan chuckled nervously. “It definitely does.”

The human’s smile faltered for a moment, and Chan willed the tendril to withdraw from his hand. 

“What’s wrong?” The alien asked carefully. 

Felix shook his head. “Nothing, I just… I feel like I’m taking advantage of you—or maybe fetishizing. I’ve just never met anyone like you.” Chan’s face screwed up in confusion, so Felix continued. “Here you are, starting your mating cycle, probably desperate to have somewhere to lay your eggs. Meanwhile, here I am, poking and prodding your body, asking all these questions like you’re some sort of science project. Not to mention, I’m kinda turned on by your tentacles if I’m being really honest with myself, and I don’t even know if they’re meant to be used that way. I just feel kinda scummy.”

Chan chuckled, “first of all, you’re not scummy. You said it yourself, it is part of your studies to learn these sorts of things. Second, I'm kind of flattered you’re taking this much interest in my anatomy. I’ve never seen someone quite so interested in my body before, and I can use my tentacles however I want, which just so happens to be mostly for mating purposes. No, they’re not necessarily a sexual organ—except the two little ones on my pelvis—but I use them that way.”

The alien stopped to give the younger boy a tilt of his head and a soft smile. “And third, I’m not all that desperate right now. It’s only the first day, and I just dropped that one you’re holding like ten minutes ago. I can wait a while.” He shrugged casually, “the only reason that even happened is because everyone was joking about you wanting to incubate for me, and it got into my head. I don’t usually get desperate until week two, and then week three, I can’t even get out of bed. I’m dropping small clutches every few hours. By the last few days, I’m so exhausted I can’t move.”

Felix frowned, “that sounds fucking awful. Do you think it would be better for you if you were to breed earlier in the cycle?”

Chan nodded, “it would be. I’ve just never had a partner before, so I’m unfortunately very aware of what to expect. I’ve been laying eggs by myself since I turned fifteen.”

“You’ve been suffering alone for eight years?” Felix gasped. 

“It only happens once a year,” Chan tried to assure him, “I can’t lie, it sucks. The first one wasn’t so bad—I mean, when I laid my very first egg it was. Now, that one fucking hurt. The cycle itself wasn’t so bad, though. As I’ve gotten older, it’s gotten more intense, and… I feel like I end up laying more eggs every year. I don’t know, I’m kind of used to it though.”

“Perhaps as your body matures, it produces more eggs?” Felix pondered, tilting his head. “Or maybe your body is overcompensating because you haven’t successfully laid a clutch yet?”

Chan shrugged, “could be anything I guess.”

Felix hummed, “would you like to try?”

“With you?” Chan grinned slowly, “I told you I’d be honored.”

Felix nodded firmly, “yeah, with me. I actually… I really want to try, and I trust you not to hurt me.”

Chan tilted his head curiously, “you’ve known me for two months. How can you be sure?” 

“Because you’re careful by nature, and you’ve been gentle with me so far,” Felix told him easily, crawling forward carefully. He placed himself in Chan’s lap carefully, and the alien’s pelvic tendrils inched under the hem of the boy’s shirt to skirt across his skin. It made the human smile, and he carefully circled his arms around Chan’s neck, still clutching the egg in one hand. One of the smaller tentacles from Chan’s back slithered around both of Felix’s wrists, loosely binding them together, and the younger boy grinned. “I think they’re into it.”

Chan couldn’t help but grin back at him. “They are. I am, too. I just want to wait a bit before we decide to do anything, okay?”

Felix nodded happily. “Of course, whatever you need.”

“It might be kind of nice to go through my cycle with a partner for once,” the older boy mused, large hands going to rest on Felix’s smaller hips. Two more tentacles wrapped themselves around Felix’s ankles and tugged him closer so the boys were chest to chest. “There’s one more thing I should tell you.” Chan bit his bottom lip. 

“Sure, go for it,” Felix told him calmly. 

“So… this might be the scary part. My tentacles,” he started, “they self-lubricate, and it has a chemical or pheromone in it that for some reason only has an effect on humans. It acts like a drug, and it absorbs through the skin, but it's safe to ingest too. Jisung has tried it once before. I wasn’t sure what it would do to humans, but nothing bad came of it; he’s just a curious little freak.”

Felix turned serious, listening intently. “Okay, what kind of effect does it have?” 

“From what I’ve been told,” Chan chuckled nervously, “it’s like an aphrodisiac, and it’s addictive. It heightens the sensations, so everything supposedly feels amazing—but it can also make your brain temporarily fuzzy in large doses.”

Felix gulped, “can you… can you show me? Just a little? I don’t want to go full blast right away, but I kind of… wanna know what I’m in for.”

Chan sighed and nodded. “If anything will change your mind, it’ll be this,” he warned, “so I definitely didn’t want to surprise you with it. I’ve been told it’s strong.”

Felix nodded his understanding. 

Chan pressed one of his mid-sized tendrils to the boy’s lips, already secreting a glimmering fluid from the pores. Felix opened his mouth and took the appendage onto his tongue. Chan hummed through his nose, when he felt the warm, wet muscle caress his tentacle, only about three inches inserted, and yet he had to stop himself from wiggling all the way down Felix’s throat. He pulled the tendril from the boy’s mouth slowly, and Felix swallowed, cheeks red. 

“When does it start to take effect?” The younger boy puffed, looking a bit out of breath. 

“It already has. It starts right away,” Chan told him, a tentative smile on his lips. “Keep in mind, it was a small dose, and you’d get way more than that if we have sex. The fluid is supposed to coat your insides and make it a more ideal environment for the eggs to attach to until they’re ready to hatch. How do you feel?”

Felix had his eyes half lidded, freckled cheeks flushed, breathing a little heavy. “It’s not so bad… it is strong though. It gets worse than this?”

“Maybe not worse, but definitely more intense,” Chan said. “Do you hate it?”

Felix shook his head slowly, looking a bit drowsy if anything. “I kinda like this feeling. It’s not bad at all really,” he said, pressing his body closer to the non-human. 

Chan could feel the human’s erection trapped between them. “Feeling a little turned on?” The older boy chuckled, winding his hands around Felix’s back gently. 

Felix nodded sleepily. “You wanted to wait, so I should probably go back to my own room… I’ll take care of it myself.”

Chan grinned at the sleepy proposal, and he wasn’t one to push. “Do you want me to carry you? You look really drowsy.”

Felix nodded slowly again. “Can I keep your egg?”

Chan giggled quietly, “sure, it won’t hatch, but you can keep it for science, I guess.”

Chan’s tentacles withdrew back into their discreet pouches under his skin. The older boy scooped up the younger with ease, carrying him bridal style out of his room and across the apartment to the younger boy’s own. When Felix was settled on his bed, he’d already fallen asleep it seemed, so Chan carefully took the egg out of his hand and placed it on Felix’s desk. He quietly left the room and went straight to the kitchen to grab another juice. He’d finished the first one, and he was still thirsty. 

When he walked into the living room, he froze as six other pairs of eyes watched him silently. 

“What?” He asked cautiously. 

“What do you mean, what?” Changbin exclaimed. 

“You just strolled out of your room holding a passed out Felix in your arms like it was nothing,” Hyunjin giggled, “with no shirt on—what the hell did you guys get up to?”

Jisung leaned over the back of the couch excitedly, “did you guys fuck? Did you lay eggs inside him?”

Chan laughed and shook his head, “no, it’s not like that. I mean— he did offer, but I wanted to give him time to think it over. He had a lot of information dumped on him in one day. I told him I needed time to prepare.”

“Then why was he asleep?” Seungmin asked curiously. 

Jisung gasped, “you let him try the goo!”

“The what?” Changbin asked loudly, a little shock mixed into his tone. 

“Chan’s tentacles—“ Minho started but was cut off by Seungmin and Changbin. 

“Tentacles?” They both nearly screamed in harmony. 

Chan shushed them, “yes, I have tentacles. Quiet down, Felix is sleeping.”

“Oh shit, you guys haven’t seen them?” Jisung asked them, and both looked at him incredulously. 

“You have?” Seungmin asked. 

Jisung nodded quickly. “They’re pretty cool. They ooze this goo that makes humans horny.”

“Sungie, please,” Hyunjin rolled his eyes at the phrasing, which everyone else ignored. 

“All this time I’ve lived here, and I didn’t even know you had tentacles,” Changbin stated, now looking at the oldest roommate. 

“To be fair, I think only a few of us have actually seen them,” Hyunjin piped up. “We non-humans knew he had them, but I think Minho is the only one of us that’s seen them up close.”

“And that’s only because I was supervising,” the incubus chimed in. “I let it slip to Jisung about them, and somehow it got to the point where he wanted to try the ‘goo’ because he’s a weird little freak who will put anything in his mouth, and we weren’t really sure how it would affect him.”

“It was awesome, though,” Jisung grinned. “Best sex I’ve ever had.”

“With Chan?” Changbin squeaked in surprise. 

“No, I took over after that,” Minho winked at the eldest human, who grimaced. 

“Channie is effectively celibate,” Hyunjin smirked, “it’s a shame, too. His body is pretty killer.”

“Why?” Seungmin asked curiously, ignoring Hyunjin’s sexually charged comment. 

Chan sighed, “I don’t want to burden anyone.”

“He lays eggs, remember?” Jeongin reminded him. 

“Ahhh,” Seungmin hummed, “Yeah, that was mentioned.”

“Yeah, so it’s just easier to not trouble anyone,” Chan shrugged. 

“But… Felix offered. Doesn’t seem like he thinks it would be a burden,” Minho wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. 

“Yeah, he told me he considered being an incubator anyway,” Jisung chimed in again. “Why not let him carry a clutch for you?”

Chan shook his head, laughing lightly at the suggestion. “I don’t think I want kids right now, and Felix is still pretty new to the non-human community. I don’t think he really understands what accepting a clutch of eggs means for him.”

“Well,” Hyunjin sat up, “are your eggs the slimy kind? He could just push them out afterwards if they are, right?”

“Is that how it works?” Chan asked, “I don’t actually know for sure. I know some egg types attach as soon as they’re deposited. I don’t know if mine do that, but they are a little slimy.”

“You guys talk too loud,” a deep voice complained from down the hall. “Now, I’m tired and horny, and I can’t even sleep it off because you’re all noisy as hell,” the boy chuckled as he ambled into the room, yawning. “What are you all so excited over anyway?”

“I’m pretty excited that I’m not the only freak in the house,” Jisung giggled at the sleepy boy. 

“I never said I wasn’t a freak,” Felix smiled back at his friend. 

“You guys fetishizing Chan’s goo is really weird,” Seungmin pointed out, but most of the room ignored him. 

“Damn, I kinda wanna try the goo,” Hyunjin grinned, “does it work on hybrids?”

Chan shrugged, “you’re part human. I guess it could.”

“I’m not gonna lie, it’s pretty great,” Felix smiled, coming over and leaning into Chan’s side. 

They all looked at the oldest, smirking when Felix buried his face into Chan’s neck. The alien wrapped a hand around Felix’s waist to hold him steady. 

“Seconded,” Jisung added, breaking the silence. “We should all try the goo and have an orgy.”

Hyunjin bursted into a fit of giggles at that, Minho smirked, Jeongin grimaced in disgust, and Changbin and Seungmin looked at him like he was insane. 

Chan shook his head quickly at the suggestion. “Oh hell no, I’m in my mating cycle. You’d all have eggs inside you by the end of the night, and I’m not having it.”

“Not that the three of us could really incubate them,” Minho gestured to himself and the two other non-humans. Then, he pointed in the direction of the humans, “it’s those four you need to worry about.”

Felix perked up at that, “wait, why is that?”

“Demons run too hot, so they’d cook inside Jeongin and Minho, and I run too cold because I’m part reptilian,” Hyunjin told him, “but humans are one of the species that are the perfect temperature for a lot of extraterrestrials to lay eggs in. Hence why many volunteer and professional incubators are human.”

Felix hummed, “I feel like I should know that from my studies.”

“Well, now you do,” Jisung sing-songed to his friend. 

The freckled blonde hummed again. “I offered to let Chan lay eggs in me, but he’s scared.”

The alien blushed at the words, and Hyunjin laughed loudly again. Jisung’s own giggles nearly had him on the floor. 

“I’m taking you back to your room,” Chan said, pushing Felix toward his bedroom again. 

“Just give him what he wants!” Jisung hollered after them. 

Felix chuckled quietly against Chan’s neck as the older boy walked him inside the bedroom and closed the door. “Yeah, Channie. Just give me what I want.”

“Look,” Chan chuckled, finding Felix entirely too cute under the influence of his pheromones. He sat the boy down on his own bed, looking him in the eye. “You just walked out there, dazed out of your mind and hard as a rock, and told all of our roommates that you want me to lay my eggs inside you. I’m not giving you anything right now. You have to calm down.” The older boy laughed at the ridiculousness of their situation, “when the goo wears off, then we’ll talk about it again.”

“Can you at least, like,” Felix started unbuttoning his pants, and Chan’s eyes went wide, “help me with this? I’m so fucking hard that it hurts.” He pulled his pants down to his thighs, revealing his leaking cock. 

“Uhm,” Chan mumbled. “You’re under the influence of my drug, I feel like touching you right now would be wrong.” He battled with himself over it, “I want to help, but I think it’s best if you handle it on your own.”

“Will you stay with me at least?” Felix pleaded, pouting at the older boy. “You can watch if you want,” he hummed, taking hold of himself and jerking slowly. “I don’t think it’ll take long. I’m really sensitive right now.”

Chan gulped, nodding slowly. “Fine, I’ll wait until you finish.” 

Felix bit his lip, huffing and puffing hot breaths as he tugged at himself. Only a few minutes and he was cumming hard into his own hand. “Fuck,” he sighed, “that was… intense. Oh my god, Chan, thank you.”

The older boy hummed, trying to calm down from the display. Though short, it was effective. He wanted Felix more than ever, but he would wait until the goo ran its course. 

—o—

A few days later, Felix knocked on Chan’s door, and the older boy called him in. He was sprawled on his bed, hard as a rock in his pajama pants, and sweating from head to toe. He had an arm slung over his eyes, so he couldn’t see the boy enter his room, but he heard the door shut again. 

“Are you dead?” Felix chuckled. 

“I wish,” Chan snorted, “what do you want?”

“I want you to take me up on my offer,” the younger boy sighed, crawling over his thighs and sitting down just shy of his crotch. Felix didn’t want to crush him. 

“You sure are chummy with a horny alien you’ve known for about ten weeks,” Chan groaned, raising up on his elbows to look at the boy. “Why the hell do you want me to breed you so bad?”

Felix whined, bouncing on Chan’s thighs and making the mattress squeak beneath them. “Come on, don’t you like me? You said I’m attractive. Now let me help you.”

Chan snorted again, “you know, that’s peer pressure.”

“You’re older than me,” Felix grinned. “How am I supposed to peer pressure someone who’s older than me?”

“You can’t, which is why I’m not giving in to your whining,” Chan chuckled. “Look, I do like you, but I’m not laying eggs inside you.”

“Why not? I told you I was okay with it,” Felix frowned. “I even did some more research. Your eggs wouldn’t attach to my insides until at least an hour after being fertilized. We could get them out easily in that much time.”

“Oh my god,” Chan groaned in annoyance. “Fine. Take your clothes off.”

Felix froze, “wait… really?”

Chan nodded, “yeah, I give up. I’m too hard to deny you right now, so if you want my eggs so bad, I’ll give them to you. Just don’t complain later when you’re sore and full of slime.”

Felix stood, throwing his clothes off, and Chan did the same, relaxing and allowing his tentacles to slip out of their pouch, already lubricated with the glittering fluid that got the younger boy high just a few days prior. Felix turned back to the alien excitedly, now fully naked, and his eyes traveled over Chan’s full form slowly. 

“I didn’t show you my dick the other day,” Chan chuckled, fisting himself loosely in his lap. “I think it’s just about the only part of me you haven’t seen.”

Felix smiled, falling to his knees in front of Chan. “Can I?”

Chan licked his lips and nodded, “yeah, baby, go for it.”

Felix grinned, “baby? Are we already on the pet name stage?”

The older boy rolled his eyes affectionately, “are we doing this or not?”

Felix just smirked, reaching forward with one hand to take Chan’s cock. The older boy moved his hand, and Felix began to stroke him. 

“Is this self lubricating too?” The younger boy inquired curiously. 

“Yes,” Chan laughed, “are you going to treat my body like a science experiment the whole time? I’m not entirely turned off by it, but it’s just not my biggest sexual fantasy, I’ll be honest.” 

Felix grinned, “sorry, I’ll stop. I just… I want to know everything about you, ya know? Outside of my studies, I still find you fascinating.”

Chan blushed and smiled silently, admittedly still very flattered by Felix’s interest. He didn’t think of himself as interesting, but the human obviously thought otherwise. 

Felix leaned forward and began to lick at the tip, and Chan sighed when the tapered head began to unfurl. The human wasted no time lapping his tongue over the large slit where the flared head was blossoming like a flower. 

Chan grunted quietly, “w-wait, Felix. When it does that, an egg usually follows.”

Felix perked up, “so I should stop?”

Chan huffed a breathy laugh, the two small pelvic tendrils slithering around Felix’s wrist where he was fisting the alien to keep him from pulling away. “No, just… I don’t want you to be surprised.”

The human nodded, going back to lapping at the glittery goo that was spilling from the slit. This felt vastly different from how it felt to do this alone. He could see Felix’s face becoming flushed, eyelids drooping as he swallowed more and more of the aphrodisiac that Chan’s body produced. Soon, the older boy felt the familiar pressure of an egg slipping into his urethra from somewhere inside. Felix gasped at the bulge in his shaft that started to push up under his hand. The younger boy immediately began to coax the egg out with his hand, covering the tip of the cock with his mouth as best he could and suckling at the slit. 

“Oh, fuuuuck~” Chan moaned, this time feeling pleasure from the act of passing an egg. That was new; he didn’t know it could feel so nice. 

Felix removed his mouth when he felt the smooth egg crowning under his tongue. He held a hand under the tip and caught the little pod as it popped out of the tip with a deep groan from Chan, who flopped back on the bed with his hips jerking in Felix’s hand, more glittery substance following the egg and spilling on the human’s skin. 

“Fuck… shit, that felt good. I didn’t know it could feel like that. It usually burns like hell,” the alien babbled up at the ceiling, chest heaving with effort. 

“Ready to fill me now?” Felix asked him, crawling over his prone body to look him in the eye. “I want all of your eggs. I want them in me,” he purred, looking very much under the influence. 

Chan couldn’t fight it anymore, willing two of his tentacles to wrap around the younger boy’s waist and chest respectively, hoisting him up with ease to hover a few inches above Chan. Felix yelped in surprise, but a giggle followed when he realized that the alien had a secure hold on him. 

“Is this about to be like some hentai, where you manhandle me with your tentacles?” The younger boy smirked, gazing hotly at the older boy. “Because I’m kinda into it.”

Chan grinned devilishly up at him, answering by having two more tentacles spread his legs and push them up to his own chest and push them up to his own chest. One more slithered up the younger boy’s body to his chest, massaging his nipples with the slimy coating. “It can be,” the alien purred, smiling innocently up at the boy in his clutches. 

“Oh… oh, okay,” Felix breathed in sharply as Chan’s tentacles had their way with him. “I like that, oh my god. Channie, your slime makes everywhere it touches feel hot.”

Chan smirked, “told you.” 

The smallest of his six main tendrils slithered up between Felix’s thighs, stroking his cock a few times and coaxing little pleased mewls from his throat. The tentacle stopped, moving to coat between Felix’s asscheeks with the aphrodisiac before carefully pushing inside. Felix bit down on one of his knuckles to muffle the pathetic moaning sounds he was making. It was at that moment that Chan realized Felix still had the egg from before in his hand. The older boy reached up a hand to carefully stroke over Felix’s hot, flushed cheek, the other hand gently coaxing the egg from his grasp. 

“I want to keep it,” Felix panted, growing visibly more aroused by the second. His eyebrows knitted themselves together in slight distress

Chan nodded, cooing gently, “of course, sunshine. I’ll set it aside for safe keeping, while I give you more of them, okay?”

Felix’s body shuddered, nodding back at him eagerly and handing the egg over for the alien to place carefully on his nightstand. 

Chan smiled softly at the boy, and he couldn’t help feeling warm at how gently Felix seemed to treat his eggs even if they’d never hatch. Maybe one day the younger boy could hatch a clutch for him. With the way Felix looks at the eggs, he’d certainly enjoy feeling them grow inside, right? 

A thought for another time, Chan decided, pushing it aside with a happy little chirping trill that originated deep in his chest. 

Felix stiffened and then smiled at the sound. “I’ve never heard you do that before,” he hummed lazily, the tendril in his hole coating his insides with aphrodisiac—just shallow thrusts at the moment. 

“I usually try not to be too alien around you,” Chan told him, a soft smile gracing his face as his hands stroked up and down the inside of Felix’s thighs. He brought the boy’s spread legs up toward his face, giving the human a glance, murmuring against his hard cock, still slick with slime from before. “I know you're not accustomed to non-humans. I see how you stiffen up when one of us does anything weird, how you stare at Hyunjin’s tail and the scales on the side of his face, the way your eyes linger on Minho’s little horns that poke out of his hair—I didn’t want to scare you away, but now I think it’s because those inhuman qualities turn you on.”

Chan’s hot tongue flicked out over Felix’s cock, teasing the blushing tip briefly. The human gasped sharply at the contact, just for a split second. 

“You’re just a little monster fucker,” Chan teased him, “you grew up sheltered, huh? All the things that make us not quite human—you like that don’t you?” Chan licked a fat stripe of saliva up the bottom of Felix’s cock, making the smaller human moan out, head falling back for a moment before raising up to look at the alien between his legs. 

“Yes, I— god , I love it. Humans are so boring,” Felix chuckled, panting so hard that his chest heaved with heavy breaths. “They’d never be able to fuck me as good as you can.”

Chan grinned evilly, enjoying teasing the younger. “But you weren’t built for me, baby,” he purred, making another clicking sound from his throat, and Felix stiffened again. To emphasize his point, Chan pushed the tentacle in Felix’s ass a little deeper, and the human groaned when he saw the slightest movement under his skin. “I can reach really deep, hm? Places you probably didn’t know would feel good?” He pressed in a bit further, and Felix nearly screamed. “Are you sure you can handle it, sweetheart?” The alien murmured, hot breath spilling over Felix’s flushed erection as he hovered, suspended by the tentacles. 

Felix looked at his stomach, watching the wriggling under his skin. “More,” he mumbled hazily, “I want more of you. Fuck, this is all I’ve ever wanted, Chan.”

The alien smiled at the response, moving to deposit the human on his bed. He moved the tentacles around on Felix’s body, one of them now forcing his wrists together in the center of his chest, two of them coiled around his legs, keeping them spread and out of the way. The one inside of his hole slipped out, and just as Felix thought he would be getting Chan’s cock, a thicker tendril pushed inside and stretched him a little wider, pushing in deeper. He could feel the cool appendage exploring his guts, tickling his walls. The touch simultaneously lit fires in his tummy and then extinguished them. 

Chan looked hungrily at the boy on his bed. Felix was flushed all over, the heat building up from the aphrodisiac substance making his body temperature rise. His penis was leaking all over his own stomach as he panted, writhed, and begged for more on top of Chan’s sheets. The alien looked down at himself briefly when he caught Felix staring at his cock, stroking itself with the tiny tendrils that sprouted from his hips. He smirked up at the boy, “you like this, watching my body get itself off? I don’t even have to do anything,” he chuckled darkly as Felix nodded dumbly. 

“Wa-want it,” Felix mumbled helplessly, swallowing hard. 

Chan shushed him, inching the smallest main tentacle up toward the boy’s lips. “You’re not properly prepared yet; don’t want to hurt my precious human incubator.”

Felix eagerly parted his lips and accepted the slimy appendage into his mouth, choking and gagging as it pushed down his throat. It was warm inside Felix, so so warm. He wanted more of it. 

“Bite down as hard as you can if you need to speak, or if I need to stop,” Chan told him, eyebrows creasing in concern that he might break the delicate looking boy. “I really don’t want to hurt you, Felix, so I need you to bite me if anything hurts. Bite down a little so I know you understand.”

Felix whined at the request, applying a bit of pressure with his teeth to the tendril in his throat, snot and tears dripping over his face. 

“Good boy,” Chan told him with a smile. “Do you need a break?”

Felix shook his head as best he could, moaning around the slimy appendage. 

The alien nodded, still smiling. He went back to admiring how pitiful Felix looked—gagged, fucked, and restrained by his tentacles. He was covered in fluids of all kinds: tears, snot, precum, spit, and slime. 

Chan smirked down at him. “You look so fucking gross right now, I could just devour you whole.”

Felix’s hips bucked up at the thought. Why did that turn him on? The thought of Chan going full monster and ripping him to shreds. Except he wouldn’t. In Felix’s little fantasy, he was nothing more than a breeding sow for his roommate to fill up and impregnate. Chan was going to protect his young, and therefore Felix as well. 

A sob shook its way out of his chest. He liked this, and he wasn’t sure if it was wrong to feel this much pleasure from such a horrible thought, but the liquid that flowed down his throat made him feel like he didn’t actually care that much. His belly warmed from the inside, and he moaned, being filled from both ends with warm liquid that made his insides tingle. His first orgasm hit him hard and fast, his body quivering with the intensity. 

When Felix opened his eyes—though he wasn’t sure when they had closed—he saw Chan leaning over him, panting and watching the human’s face intently. Then, he felt something thin flicking over the slit of his cock, nudging it’s way inside. Felix felt his eyes roll back at the very foreign sensation of being carefully sounded by the thin tendril, gurgling around the tentacle that fucked his throat, clenching on the one in his ass, and making the alien moan with him in response. Felix was being fucked everywhere he could imagine, and he fucking loved it. 

Chan felt a careful pressure on the tentacle filling Felix’s mouth, and he removed it as gently as possible, slowing all of the tendrils’ movements. He panted, finding Felix’s eyes. “What is it, baby? Does it hurt?”

Felix shook his head weakly, “I love it, but I… I think I need to pee now.”

Chan huffed a laugh, “go.”

Felix looked confused. “Are you gonna—?”

Chan leaned in close to his ear, purring and clicking that alien sound that made Felix go stiff, “I said, go .” 

The small tendril retreated from Felix’s urethra slowly, and the younger shivered, feeling a warm trickle follow it. “F-fuck~” Felix shuddered, feeling his own warm piss cover his stomach, creating a puddle under his back on the mattress. “Fuck, I-I pissed myself, Chan. I’m sorry,” he wheezed, trying to catch his breath. It felt so wrong and dirty, but Chan seemed to enjoy it… and to be honest, he kind of enjoyed it, too. “I’m sorry, I got your bed dirty. I’m sorry.”

Chan pressed a kiss to Felix’s temple to soothe him. “Shh, it’s okay, Felix. You did what I asked. It’s okay,” the alien pressed kisses all over the human’s face, tasting his salty tears mixed with his own slime and whatever else ended up on the boy’s face. “Are you alright? Wanna keep going?”

Felix whined, nodding desperately. “Yes, yes, please. I’ve waited so long, please, give me your eggs. I need them, I need to be filled with them.”

Chan shushed him again, removing the tentacle from Felix’s asshole. Now, the only tendrils touching him were the one holding his hands over his chest and the two pushing his thighs so far apart that it was beginning to burn in the best way. He’d have trouble moving after this, he was sure of it. He felt disgusting and abused, but he loved it. He was right: no one can possibly fuck him as good as Chan can. He’s ruined, spoiled on the fantastic fucking he’s received—he’ll never want anyone else ever again. 

As Felix now clenched around nothing, hole fluttering and spilling glittery slime onto the piss soaked mattress, the alien used his tendrils to scoop Felix up, carefully turning him over. Chan gripped Felix’s waist with his hands, mounting him like a dog as his thick cock pushed inside his ass slowly. The older boy began thrusting slowly into the boy’s ass, just shallow ins and outs until Felix felt something swipe along his walls—the head unfurling. 

It was happening. 

“It’s time, sweetheart. Gonna make you big and round. Are you ready?” Chan cooed, teeth clenching as the first egg approached.  

Felix groaned when the lump in Chan’s cock pushed past his rim, his muscles involuntarily clenching, milking the egg from Chan’s shaft. It entered him, shifting into place. It was warm, so warm. 

“Fuck, good job, Felix. Doing so well taking my babies, hm?” Chan moaned as two more eggs quickly followed the first, his hips slowly pushing in and out, depositing each little pod carefully into Felix’s greedy little hole. Thanks to the ooze from his tentacles, Felix was warm and slick, the perfect nesting place for Chan’s little babies to grow in. Fuck, why did he like that idea so much? 

Felix could do little more than scream as each egg passed over his prostate, massaging it directly and repeatedly in time with Chan’s little thrusts. He’d lost count of the eggs. Maybe seven or eight by now? He’s hard again, too. He knows because his cock fucking hurts , dangling heavily between his spread thighs. 

Chan leaned down, pressing his chest to Felix’s wet back, covered in his own urine thanks to the older boy. He huffed a laugh against the back of Felix’s neck. “It feels so good, baby. You made this feel good for me, thank you. I can’t stop.”

Felix shuddered, his second climax finally creeping up again after what felt like hours. “God, there’s so many! Where are they all coming from?!” The human groaned, cheek falling to the mattress, hips canting as Chan’s hand reached below him to grasp lightly at his reddened cock, begging to cum again. 

“I’m sorry, sunshine. I know it’s a lot. Cum for me again, okay? I think I’ll be done by then,” Chan told him softly, leaving kisses on Felix’s shoulder as he stroked him carefully. “Just cum for me, baby. There’s only a few more. You can do it.”

Felix gasped brokenly as his second orgasm washed over him, drooling on the already soiled mattress. “Fuck, fuck, fuck .” He spilled cum all over the wet sheets below him as the last egg shifted into place in his stomach. 

Chan’s hips didn’t stop, though. “Just one more thing, okay? Then we can clean up.” He sounded strained as he chased his high, a cool liquid flooding into Felix, dousing the flames in his body caused by the aphrodisiac but doing nothing to clear the fog in his brain. Chan sighed, hips coming to a slow hault. 

“There, it’s… it’s done now. Whew,” the older boy clicked happily in his chest. He was still buried inside Felix, chest to back, pinning him under his weight as he peppered kisses over the heavily sedated boy’s skin. “Are you okay, Lix?” He chirped quietly. 

The human hummed softly. “Can I turn over? My back is starting to hurt. They’re heavy…”

Chan sat up, slowly pulling out of the younger boy and helping him turn over with a wince. The alien’s eyes widened at the sight of Felix’s distended tummy, and he couldn’t help the primal, proud feeling in his chest as Felix reached up to stroke over the mound. 

The older boy bent down, indulging himself; he brought his hands to either side of Felix’s swollen belly and pressed his lips to the skin. His tentacles instinctively went around the younger boy, cradling him protectively while Chan spoiled Felix’s stomach with kisses. Chan felt a gentle hand in his hair, and he trilled happily in response to the touch. 

“You seem so pleased,” Felix hummed sleepily, carding his fingers through Chan’s curls, who simply hummed back in response and peppered more kisses over the skin. 

After a few minutes, Chan remembered from deep in his brain that they had a limited time to get the fertilized eggs out before Felix would be forced to carry them to term. The alien sat up reluctantly, frowning at the boy who looked like an undeniable mess. “We should go clean up now. We have to get them out before they attach.”

Felix shook his head, cradling his stomach with both arms defensively, and Chan’s chest clenched. It hurt him to watch as Felix tried to shield him from the eggs nestled in his tummy, but some rational part of his brain knew better. 

“Why can’t I keep them?” Felix pouted, a tear falling. 

Chan thumbed the water away from the boy's cheek and sighed. “Because you’re under the influence of my chemicals. You don’t really want to carry all of those eggs, do you?”

Felix nodded frantically. “I do! I told you I would incubate for you, and I can tell you want to keep them, too.” He pleaded with the older boy, looking at him pitifully. 

Chan shook his head. “Not this mating cycle, sweetheart. Let’s think about it and discuss it some more. Then, next winter, maybe we can do it then. We agreed to get them out this time, remember?”

Felix let out a little sob. “I want to keep them…”

Chan pulled him into a sticky hug, placing a kiss to the boy’s gross hair. “I am sorry, Felix, but it’s for the best. I promise this isn’t your last chance, okay? I’ll give you more of them later if you really want them.”

Felix sniffled and nodded. Chan sighed sadly, helping the boy to stand, but when he stumbled on wobbly legs, the older boy scooped him up into his arms, further supported by two of his thickest tentacles. Chan used a blanket to cover Felix and maneuvered his own boxers back on before stepping out into the apartment. There were a few of their housemates sitting on the couch, including Jisung, who turned and looked with curiosity written over his features. Chan made a clicking sound of warning when the fluffy-cheeked human opened his mouth to speak as they passed. 

“Not now,” Chan said sternly, and Jisung’s mouth closed immediately. 

Chan silently walked a pouting, half asleep Felix into the shared bathroom and placed him in the tub carefully. He started to run some hot water and climbed in to sit behind him in the water. The older boy took to pressing kisses to Felix’s skin as the boy hummed in content, and Chan started to massage the mound of eggs in Felix’s tummy. 

“Alright, sweetheart,” he whispered in his ear. “It’s time to let them go, okay? I need you to push and help me get them out.”

Felix nodded tiredly, pout evident on his face, but he trusted that Chan knew best in this situation. As the alien pressed his hand down a little firmer, Felix began straining his tired body to push them all out. They felt bigger coming out than they did going in, and Felix nearly screamed with each little pop of an egg passing his rim. One by one, Felix pushed until there were a dozen little blackish, translucent eggs resting on the bottom of the tub. He frowned down at the water, then turned to look at Chan over his shoulder. 

“What are you going to do with them?” The freckled human asked pitifully. 

Chan usually just put them in the trash, but Felix seemed really attached to this clutch. It almost seemed like Felix felt they were his eggs, too. He couldn’t make the boy more upset than he already was by simply throwing them away. “We can put them all in a little box and bury them if you want?”

Felix nodded silently, “Maybe we should keep them for a few days since they could have been fertilized and see if, for some weird reason, any of them start to grow. I don’t want to bury them if they might hatch, and weird stuff like that happens sometimes.” He sounded almost hopeful. 

Chan hummed a small agreement, even though he was certain that they wouldn’t grow because they got them all out in time. “Okay, baby. Right now, I wanna get you cleaned up and let you get some rest.”

Felix whimpered a little, “can I have a real kiss first?”

Chan chuckled at the pitiful plea, but he gave in, pressing his lips to Felix’s pout. Chan was slow, careful, not wanting to hurt the human—even though it was only a kiss, and he had undoubtedly done much worse to the boy earlier. Nonetheless, Felix seemed satisfied, sighing against Chan’s lips. It was a sweet kiss, and the older boy found that he hoped there would be more of them later. 

Felix allowed Chan to bathe him, two of his tentacles gently soothing over the younger boy’s skin as the alien cleaned them both off. Chan then wrapped him in a towel and carried him to his own room. He pressed a kiss to Felix’s forehead as he laid him on the bed, promising that he’ll be back to cuddle after cleaning up his own bed and gathering the eggs out of the tub. The older boy then tucked his tentacles back in and went directly to his own room and stripped the sheets from the bed, thanking his past self for buying a waterproof bed cover for mating season. He took the sheets to the washing machine and let out a sigh when they were beginning their wash. 

Afterwards, he walked out into the living room, stopping Jisung with a calmly raised hand when he opened his mouth again. “I will answer all of your questions after you answer mine,” he sighed tiredly, and by this point, everyone but Felix was gathered in the living room. “Does anyone have a shoe box you don’t mind giving up?”

They all looked confusedly at each other, and finally Jeongin raised his hand slowly. 

“Can you please go grab it for me?” Chan sighed in relief, flopping down on the couch next to Changbin as the fox stood to retrieve the item from his closet. 

“What do you need a box for?” Hyunjin prodded softly. 

Chan sighed again, running a hand through his hair. “There’s about a dozen eggs in the tub right now. Felix wants to make sure they don’t show any signs of growth, and then we’re gonna bury them.”

“How is he?” Jisung asked, concerned. 

Chan smiled softly, ruffling the round cheeked human’s hair up a bit. “Don’t worry, he’s fine. Probably exhausted but not hurt. He handled everything really well… except giving the eggs up. The chemicals made him so fuzzy in the head that he was refusing to give them up at first.” His expression fell into a frown, “I think he hopes at least one of the eggs was properly fertilized and will start to grow even though they aren’t being incubated, but…”

“You don’t think they will?” Minho asked casually. 

Chan pressed his lips together and shook his head as Jeongin returned, handing him the box. With a quiet thank you, he stood and walked into the bathroom again. Carefully he dried the eggs off with a dirty towel, placing them into the shoe box with great care—Felix cared about them after all, so he didn’t want to accidentally break one. He put an old towel at the bottom of the box so they wouldn’t roll around too much, standing back up and rejoining everyone in the living room. He placed the box on the coffee table and sat down again, body heavy with exhaustion. 

“Can I look at them?” Jisung asked carefully, pointing at the box. 

Chan gestured and nodded. “Go for it.”

Jisung leaned forward and lifted the box carefully into his lap. He opened the lid and tilted his head curiously. “They’re not as big as I thought they’d be,” he noted and Chan snorted a tired laugh. 

“Do you…” Changbin started quietly, drawing the alien’s attention away from Jisung, “do you think Felix wants kids?”

Chan blinked his tired eyes a few times, yawning and shrugging. “I think so, but now's not really a good time for either of us. We aren’t even together, so I don’t think it would be smart for him to hatch a clutch of my eggs. Not right now at least.”

“I’m sure once the goo wears off, he won’t be upset about giving them up. He’s a logical person,” Seungmin assured the eldest roommate. 

“Yeah, it was probably just the chemicals messing up his thoughts,” Hyunjin added. 

“Well,” Jisung piped up again, closing the shoe box lid with a little shrug. “Felix does want kids at some point, and he wants to hatch eggs for other species, too. The chemicals in Chan’s goo don't plant ideas in your head; it just amplifies them.”

“So Felix must really want to incubate for you, Chan,” the incubus across from him said with a slight teasing tone before getting serious. “You should talk to him.”

Chan nodded, “I will when he’s got a clear head again and my heat is over.” 

“Shouldn’t it be over now that you dropped a clutch?”  The dragon hybrid asked curiously. 

The alien nodded, “the symptoms should fade slowly. I’ll be over it by morning if what I’ve been told is reliable.”

“You should get some rest then,” Changbin told him, and the others mumbled in agreement. 

“I’m sure Felix wants your attention more than ever right now,” Jisung told him. 

Chan chuckled, standing and taking the box from Jisung. “Yeah, you’re probably right. I’ll go lay down with him. Goodnight.”

Everyone mumbled their good nights to the oldest as he walked to Felix’s room, carefully sneaking in. He was startled when he turned and the bedside lamp flicked on. Felix was sitting up on the bed, the first egg Chan laid this cycle in his hands, folded on his lap. He stroked his thumbs over the shell that was no doubt cold by now. 

“Felix? What are you doing awake?”  Chan asked softly, coming over to the bed and sitting on the edge of it. 

The human shrugged. “I fell asleep when you left, but I woke up again, and you still weren’t here. You said you’d be back, so I wanted to wait for you.”

The alien smiled adoringly, brushing Felix’s bangs out of his face. “How are you feeling?”

The younger boy’s hand stroked over his flat belly. “Empty, exhausted, kinda sore. My head is clearer now, though.”

Chan frowned, “do you regret doing this with me?” 

Felix shook his head immediately. “No, not at all. Actually, it felt good, and I’d do it again anytime you need or want to. I just feel weird. I liked all of it… except the end.” 

“Is it the eggs you don’t like?” Chan asked, tilting his head. 

Felix shook his head again, reaching for one of the older boy’s hands. His thumb stroked over the back of Chan’s hand as his other hand held the unfertilized egg. “It’s kind of the opposite. I think I liked them a little too much. I didn’t like giving them up.”

The alien nodded in understanding, he honestly didn’t like it either. It was mostly that he didn’t want to make Felix upset by making him get rid of them, but he knows it’s for the best. What would they do with a dozen tentacled alien babies in an apartment that’s honestly already full? 

“I’m sorry, Felix,” Chan said, and he meant it. 

The younger boy shrugged. “I don’t blame you. It’s for the best, really.”

Chan remembered the box he came in with, reaching behind him on the bed. “I… um, I brought them for you.”

Felix perked up a little, taking the shoe box carefully. He opened the lid and smiled, looking up at Chan gratefully. “Thanks,” he mumbled, “I know it might be weird. They’re not even my eggs, I just… I don’t know. They were inside me, so it kinda feels like they are. I like them.”

“I’m sorry,” Chan sighed again, shoulders slumping. 

Felix frowned, “no, don’t apologize. They didn’t even have time to be fertilized before we got them out, so it’s not really like they’re actual babies or anything. I just have a fascination for eggs, if that wasn’t clear by now.” A tired laugh tumbled out of Felix’s chest. 

Chan smiled a little at the sound, “we should talk more tomorrow. You need rest, and you might not be able to move tomorrow. I’ll take care of you, of course, so just rest up, okay?”

“Are you gonna sleep in here with me?” Felix asked hopefully. 

Chan laughed, “yeah, my sheets are in the wash.” 

Felix’s face turned beet red. “I'm so sorry about that!”

The alien shook his head and laughed lightly, “I have a mattress cover for my mating cycle. If I didn’t, I’d ruin my mattress with slime, so it’s not a big deal.”

The human sighed in relief, still flushed bright red.

Chan gave him a small smile, “let’s sleep, yeah?” 

Felix placed the box on his nightstand, placing the cold egg in with the others. He moved to one side of the bed so Chan could climb in after him, curling into the younger boy with ease. He wrapped his arms around the boy’s lithe waist, nuzzling his nose against the nape of Felix’s neck. 

“Goodnight, Felix.”

“Goodnight, Chan.” 

Chapter Text

During the months following their first sexual encounter, Chan and Felix grew closer, and there were a few more that were less intense than the first and with smaller clutches of three to four eggs being deposited each time. With each clutch they aborted, observed, and then buried together, Felix seemed more and more sullen in the days following each one, while Chan’s heart clenched more and more seeing Felix cry over the little orbs. After the fourth clutch they buried, Felix stayed in bed for two days with the others checking on him and bringing him food, and finally, the alien decided to have a heart to heart with him. 

Chan knocked softly as he entered Felix’s room, giving the boy a little half smile as he closed the door and walked over to lay down next to the boy’s blanket cocoon. He tucked Felix’s head under his chin, curling his arms protectively around him. 

“Can you hold me more?” Felix mumbled, “I’m just… I need it. Please?”

“Of course, Lix,” Chan frowned, letting two of his tentacles slip out of their pouch under his skin and wrap around the blanket burrito as well. “How are you feeling?”

Felix sniffled, tears running over his freckled face as Chan pulled back to look him in the eye. “I don't feel good,” he let out a half-laugh-half-sob. “I don't like burying them. I can’t keep doing this.”

“I know you don’t like it,” Chan sighed, holding the side of Felix’s face in his palm. He put their foreheads together and closed his eyes. “Maybe we shouldn’t have sex anymore, or at the very least, I shouldn’t breed you anymore.”

Felix sobbed, nodding his agreement. “It doesn’t help that I really fucking love you—I’m tired of dancing around the subject—I just love you, so each little egg is special to me.”

Chan was heartbroken at the admission, kissing Felix’s quivering lips softly as a response. They’d never stated their feelings for each other so bluntly, preferring to show it in how they touched and cared for each other instead, but they definitely both felt the same way. They loved each other. 

“I love you, too, Felix. I’m sorry I’ve been making you feel this way.” The alien mumbled against the boy’s lips, pulling Felix into another kiss. They both pulled away slowly, looking into each other’s eyes for a moment before Chan spoke again, “what about being an incubator? Do you still want that? It might help with some of the feelings you’re having about not getting to carry them.”

Felix sighed, sniffling until he could speak again. “I thought about it. Actually, I was wondering if that would be okay with you.”

Chan smiled, kissing the boy again, slow and soft. He pulled away, sighing and stroking Felix’s face with his thumbs. “I don't own you, baby. If that is something you want, I can’t stop you from helping people.”

Felix gave him a brief little smile. “But I’d have to breed with other species, and I wasn’t sure that being pregnant with someone else’s eggs would be… easy between us. I don’t want you to hate me or find me undesirable.”

Chan frowned deeply. “I could never. I don’t think it would be easy to see you with someone else’s eggs, but I don’t think I’ll love you any less for it either. I think you’re amazing and very kind for even wanting to help other species repopulate. How could I ever hate you for that?” 

Felix smiled shyly, eyes falling away from Chan’s face bashfully. 

The alien clicked happily in his chest, kissing Felix’s forehead softly. “And you’ll be so pretty, all big and pregnant. You’ll still let me spoil you with cuddles and kisses even if they’re not my eggs, right?” 

Felix nodded quickly, “yes, of course.”

“Then, I can’t say no,” Chan grinned. “Someday, when you finish school, and we can afford a place by ourselves, we can hatch a clutch of my eggs together. If you’ll still have me by then…”

The human moved toward Chan, catching his lips with his own. He deepened the kiss, parting his lips and letting his tongue slide into Chan’s mouth. 

They pulled away and Felix licked his lips. “I graduate in two years. Then?”

Chan giggled and nodded. “Sure, two years.”

Later that evening, Felix cuddled into Chan’s side as they read through the medical waivers on Felix's phone together. The younger read them aloud while the older boy played with his hair. They went through the medical forms together—even though it was all about Felix, Chan was with him for support, letting him know it was one hundred percent okay and that he’d be there for him through it all. 

Within two weeks, Felix’s background check had come back as well as the results of his physical and bloodwork for the screening process. He specifically filled out the application for alien species that didn’t require him to change his biology to carry young, marking his preference as an egg carrier. The agency he applied through matched him with a breeder from the planet ATZ-1024 and scheduled an appointment for him in mid-summer to be implanted. 

Chan had accompanied him to all of his appointments and the consultation meant to let Felix know what to expect from the species he’d been matched with and to walk him through how the process would work. The older boy was a bit startled to find out that Felix would be properly bred, not just implanted with the eggs artificially. He didn’t want some stranger to have their way with Felix and possibly hurt him, but he was assured by the nurse they were meeting with that there were safety precautions in place for all participants, and the incubator could even have their partners be present in the room during the process if they wished. He thought that maybe that would be taking it a step too far in their case. He wanted to protect Felix, but he wouldn’t ask to be in the room unless the human wanted him there. 

When the time came, Chan went with Felix again to the facility where he would be implanted. He held the boy’s hand and tried to be strong because Felix was visibly nervous as he sat in the waiting area. Chan eventually just pulled the boy onto his lap, stroking over Felix’s flat stomach, soon to be filled with the stranger’s eggs. A nurse came into the waiting room, calling for Felix with a smile. The younger human stood, turning to Chan one last time for reassurance. 

“I’ll be here when you’re finished,” the alien smiled up at him, taking his hand and squeezing it. “If you need anything, the nurses will be with you, and if you need me to come back there, I will in a heartbeat.”

Felix seemed comforted by that and nodded, leaning down to give his boyfriend a kiss before turning to leave with the nurse. The friendly nurse looked at Chan before closing the door behind them and telling him softly, “I’ll come get you when it’s done, so you can be with him.”

Chan felt grateful for that, and after about an hour, the nurse was back in the waiting room, calling for him. The alien stood quickly and followed the nurse down a hallway and into a room in the back. She opened the door quietly and gestured for him to go in. Chan could see the room was comfortable and warm with quaint decor, making it feel almost like a home but still sterile like a medical facility. 

Felix was alone on the bed toward the center of the small room, laying on his side with a blanket pulled over most of him. He appeared to be asleep, so Chan pulled a chair up carefully to the side of the bed Felix was laying on. The nurses left them alone, so the human could rest and told Chan to step out into the hall and give them a shout if they needed anything. 

Once they were gone, Chan started to caress Felix’s face, and soon the human’s eyes were fluttering open. Chan smiled at the boy, resting his chin on the bed beside him. 

“Hi, sunshine,” he grinned widely at him, “how do you feel? He wasn’t too rough on you, right?”

Felix smiled sleepily back, “I’m okay.” One of his hands moved under the covers, and what he felt made him grin even wider. “I can feel them,” he told his boyfriend. “There are only a few of them, but they’re a little bigger than what I’m used to.”

Chan smiled adoringly at his sweet human. “You seem so happy—god, I love to see you smile like that.”

Felix chuckled shyly. “Do you want to see?”

The alien’s eyebrows raised in surprise, but he nodded. “Yes, absolutely.”

Felix carefully peeled the covers off of himself, sitting up slowly to dangle his legs off the edge of the bed in front of Chan. The alien smiled softly at the vision of his boyfriend, fully naked, no bumps or bruises that would cause real worry, and stomach slightly distended where the eggs lay. 

Chan slowly reached out to him, placing a careful palm to the human’s stomach. He smiled up at the younger boy, “just as I thought: absolutely beautiful.”

Felix’s freckled cheeks split into a bright, sunshiney grin. 

“How long is the gestation period for this species?” Chan asked curiously. 

Felix’s face fell a bit. “Only about forty-five days. Why? You don’t like it?”

Chan shook his head, “it’s not like that at all. I actually think you look perfect, and I just wanted to know how much time I have with you looking so gorgeous like this.” He smoothed his hands over Felix’s stomach again, being careful not to press too hard. He didn’t know how fragile they were, and Felix was doing important work by carrying these eggs. He wanted to make sure Felix could do his work, but more importantly, that Felix would be happy. 

The human placed his hand on Chan’s cheek, drawing his attention back up to his face for a kiss. He mumbled against Chan’s lips, “thank you for… being so supportive. For everything, really. My own parents wouldn’t want me doing this, and here you are, my alien boyfriend with his own eggs, letting me carry someone else’s clutch. You’re amazing, you know?”

Chan blushed at such a compliment. “No, no, I’m not. I’m just… I love you, and I want you to be happy. If it can’t be my clutch, I still want you to have something because I know this is something you really want.” 

Felix tilted his head, pressing a kiss to Chan’s hair. “I love you, too, Channie.”

—o— 

A day after Felix received the eggs, once the nurses deemed him able to go home, Chan was able to bring him back to the apartment to relax. As soon as the younger boy was in the living room, he sat carefully on the couch with a tiny wince, still sore. 

Jisung came running down the hall, bouncing on his feet in excitement when he saw Felix. “I heard you guys come in!” He rushed to the couch, curling up at Felix’s side. “How are you feeling? How was it? Tell me everything.”

Felix glanced at Chan, who giggled. “I’ll give you guys the room. I’m sure Felix doesn’t want to share all the dirty details with me here, so I’ll let you have some privacy.” He kissed the top of Felix’s head sweetly and turned to go to his own room. “Just yell if you need me.”

“Okay,” Felix grinned up at him. “Love you.”

“Love you,” Chan answered, little happy clicking sounds coming up his throat. He honestly wanted to know details of how the process went, but he didn’t want Felix to feel uncomfortable. Another man had impregnated his boyfriend, and it was an understandably weird situation. He figured he could ask later when Felix was more settled. 

And he did.

About a week and half after they had come home, Chan went to Felix’s room to check on him, finding him sitting at his desk and reading from one of his textbooks. The alien hummed quietly, and Felix’s head snapped up to look at him, smiling when he saw the soft look on Chan’s face. 

“Come in, babe,” the human put his pen down, turning the chair to face his boyfriend fully. 

Chan took the rare opportunity he’d been given, going right up to the boy and carefully depositing himself on top of Felix’s thighs, who giggled at the action. He was careful not to squish Felix’s stomach with his own. 

“Need cuddles?” Felix grinned, snaking his arms around Chan’s waist. 

The older boy faked a sad puppy dog face, nodding smally, and the younger boy nearly squealed at his cuteness. Felix pulled him into a hug, and Chan immediately leaned down and tucked his face into the boy’s neck, arching his back carefully so as to not press on Felix’s stomach. 

“Something on your mind, baby?” Felix prompted, stroking his fingers through Chan’s curls. 

The alien bit his lip. He did have something he wanted to ask. 

“Can you tell me about…” his words were failing him, so he pressed his palm carefully to the mound of eggs under Felix’s skin that had nearly doubled in size already. “Him… the experience? Just, all of it? Did you like it?”

Felix frowned, making Chan look at him. “Have you been thinking about it a lot?”

The older boy sighed and nodded. “Unfortunately, yeah. It’s not like it makes me jealous or upset, really. I just… want to make sure you were taken care of, and I wasn’t sure how to ask about it.”

Felix gave him a soft smile, cupping Chan’s face in both small hands. “I’ll tell you anything you want to know about it. Should we go lay on the bed and chat, so I can hold you a little easier?” 

Chan clicked happily, carefully standing from the chair and helping Felix do the same. He let the younger boy lead him over to the bed and to pull him to lay down on his side with him, facing each other. Felix brushed a curl out of Chan’s eyes and grinned at him lovingly. 

The older boy placed his hand on his boyfriend’s stomach again. “They’re so big now…” he mumbled. 

“They’ll only grow a little more, and then they’ll just need to stay warm until they’re ready to come out and hatch,” Felix told him softly. 

Chan nodded silently. 

“You want to know more about him?” Felix hummed, and Chan nodded again. The human took a breath, scooting himself a little closer to the alien. He pulled Chan to lay his head of curls against the human’s chest. “Well… he was nice. It was a little awkward because it was strictly business, so I only have basic information about him. What do you want to know?”

“What’s his name? What does he look like?” Chan said passively, genuinely curious. 

“His name is San. He’s a little taller than me, dark hair, silver eyes, some kind of rough scales on his shoulders that go up the back of his neck. He had a nice smile, and he was polite.” Felix told him, running his fingers through the curls at the nape of Chan’s neck. 

Chan hummed. “Can I ask what the sex was like?” 

Felix chuckled, “I wouldn’t call it sex. I couldn’t even get hard, but I was exhausted by the end of it. He was nice enough to try and get me off, though.”

Chan frowned. “Is that why it took so long?”

The human laughed awkwardly, “yeah, I was too nervous. Eventually, I just gave up and told him to do what he had to do. It wasn’t entirely unpleasant, but he wasn’t you.”

“That’s cheesy,” Chan giggled, lifting Felix’s shirt to touch the skin directly. 

“I know, but it’s true,” Felix sighed, sounding pleased by the warm skin of Chan’s hand. “I'm just so spoiled on your body that no one else even lives up to the standards set that first night.”

Chan laughed shyly, “so he didn’t have tentacles, huh?” 

Felix cackled, “no, not a single one.”

“That’s a shame. No wonder you didn’t enjoy it,” Chan smirked to himself, making Felix laugh again. Chan thought distantly that if Felix wanted to incubate for other people again he should be there to help him feel good, but that could wait. 

“Anything else you want to know?” Felix hummed, glad that his boyfriend’s spirits seemed higher than before. 

“How many eggs are there?” The alien asked, stroking over his boyfriend’s round stomach again. He looked up at the human like he was the most wondrous thing on the planet. 

Felix smiled softly, “there’s three. They were a little smaller than my fist at first—that’s what it felt like going in my ass anyway.” His comment made them both giggle. 

“They’re growing quickly, too. Are you going to be okay getting them out?” Chan suddenly worried, frowning deeply. “They won’t have to cut you, will they?”

Felix stroked a hand over the alien’s face comfortingly. “No, no cutting. Just a lot of stretching. I’ll be alright. The nurses already explained how we’ll do it. Do you want to be there?”

“Of course,” Chan said plainly, “if he’ll allow me to be there.”

“He genuinely seems like a nice guy, so I don’t think he deny you being there for me. It’s my choice, though, not his. I want you there,” Felix said seriously. 

Chan smiled, nodding firmly. “Then, of course, I’ll be there.”

Felix smiled, kissing his lips softly in appreciation. 

“Did they give you San’s contact information?” Chan mumbled, looking at the younger boy. 

Felix nodded quietly. 

“Are we allowed to meet up with him? I’m sure he’s curious to see how big his eggs have gotten; I would be,” the alien boy said calmly. “I want to meet him and thank him for being kind to you.”

The younger boy smiled, “yeah, I think that’s allowed. I’m sure you’re right. I’d be worried about it if it were me, too.”

They silently stared at each other for a moment, and Felix brushed his fingers through Chan’s hair. “I’ll try to get in touch with San tomorrow. Maybe we can all sit down and have lunch. Right now, I just want to hold you.”

Chan nodded happily, clicking low and melodically in his chest. 

—o— 

“Felix! We were really glad you called us,” San grinned brightly as they approached the little table near the window of the cafe. 

Chan reached out a hand in greeting, “you must be San.”

“And you’re Chan, I assume. I’ve heard a lot of good things,” the other alien shook his hand firmly with a beaming smile and a nod. Sitting next to him was another boy with golden eyes, fangs that protruded from his lips slightly, and pointy ears atop his head that flicked with excitement. San scratched the dog-like boy’s head affectionately, “this is my partner, Wooyoung.”

“It’s a pleasure,” Felix greeted the boy as Chan helped him sit. Felix was having trouble moving around because of how much the eggs had grown. 

Wooyoung nodded happily, “likewise! I’m happy to finally see how big our babies are getting.”

Chan’s chest fluttered, his affection and admiration for his little human expanding so wide in his chest that he wasn’t sure he could breathe properly. Felix was making this couple so happy, and Chan’s respect for him multiplied in an instant, just like that. 

“We’re so glad that you were both comfortable meeting us,” San spoke up, “we have been curious, but we didn’t want to make the two of you uncomfortable.”

“It’s funny, I felt the same way,” Chan chuckled sheepishly, his eyes turning to crescents as he smiled. “I was worried, but I see I had no reason to be.”

The two virtual strangers smiled warmly. 

“I actually wanted to thank you,” Chan continued, “I was nervous that Felix would be mistreated somehow, but he spoke very highly of you. Thank you for treating him well.”

“Of course,” San sat up a bit straighter. “I wouldn’t mistreat anyone kind enough to do something like this for us. If it were Wooyoung, I’d want someone to take care of him, too.”

The doggish boy grinned, placing his head on San’s shoulder. “Sannie spoke very highly of Felix, too. He said Felix was kind and sweet, and that his partner was insanely supportive, according to Felix. I’m so happy to finally meet you two,” he looked genuinely grateful. “Thank you for taking care of our babies so well. You have no idea how much it means to us.”

Felix smiled warmly, stroking his hand over the mound in his stomach. It was as big as it was going to get now; all there was left to do was keep them warm and wait. “Absolutely. I’ve come to love them like they’re my own. I should be thanking you for the opportunity.”

“Can I ask—if you don’t mind sharing—what made you seek out an incubator?” Chan asked carefully, adding quickly, “if it’s too personal, I understand.”

“Oh, no, no. It’s okay,” San shook his head. “It’s simple, really.”

Wooyoung spoke up, “I’m a demon hybrid—part hellhound actually—and my demonic biology causes my blood to run too hot. I just can’t carry the eggs. We’ve tried.”

Chan and Felix hummed in understanding. The older boy nodded, “we have two roommates who are demons, so we somewhat know how that goes.”

Felix became intrigued, though. He leaned forward in his seat and began asking excitedly about what Wooyoung’s biological makeup was exactly. They found out that his mother was a wolf hybrid, while his father was a dog demon, descended from a hellhound. 

Their lunch together had gone swimmingly, and after that, Wooyoung asked if he could touch the bundle of eggs (even though there would be nothing to feel really), to which Felix had nodded excitedly. The demon hybrid came around the table to meet him, reaching out a hand to touch the bump under Felix’s shirt. The human hiked his t-shirt up for Wooyoung to touch the skin directly. 

Watching the interaction, Chan felt a bit jealous that anyone was touching his Felix, but he also felt pride in his partner, his amazing little human, whom he loved deeply. He then felt sad and guilty that he had deprived his lover of this. Felix glowed with pride as well, even though they were not his and Chan’s eggs. 

As they were parting ways, San and Chan exchanged handshakes, while Wooyoung gave Felix a firm, but not too-tight hug. 

“We’d like to keep in contact, even after the eggs are hatched. If you’d like to come around, we would be happy for you both to get to know the babies,” San offered softly, looking between the two as he put his arm around Wooyoung, “only if you’re both comfortable with it.”

“I’d love to,” Felix turned hopefully to Chan, “would that be okay with you?”

Chan couldn’t help the grin that split his face. He nodded enthusiastically to the human, “yes, sweetheart, absolutely.” He looked up at the other two, “thank you, it really means a lot to us. This has been such a special experience for both of us, and the eggs really are precious to us, too.”

“We want you guys to feel like you’re part of their lives, too. As long as you’re interested in that,” Wooyoung told them. 

Felix nodded proudly, beaming brightly, “yes, we one hundred percent are!”

—o— 

The day came, finally. Felix was back in the facility from before, in a slightly less comfortable, slightly more clinical room. He was sitting on a delivery table, dressed in a hospital gown, and stroking over his stomach. Every few minutes the eggs would twitch with life and let him know they were ready. Chan could see the nerves on Felix’s face, so he did his best to distract him with soft kisses and words of praise as he sat behind him on the birthing table. 

“Soon, my love. Very soon. You’ll get to meet all the little babies you’ve been carrying for the last month and a half,” he mumbled against the human’s skin. “You did so well mothering them. Are you ready?”

Felix nodded quietly, “I’ll be sad for them to go, but I want to see them.” 

“I know, sunshine,” Chan told him with a soft smile. “San and Wooyoung are excited to meet their babies, too.” 

Felix turned his head to the side at that, seeing the couple sitting on a couch against one wall, not far away, but far enough that Chan’s whispered words didn’t reach them. Felix grinned at the sight of them waiting nervously, comforting each other quietly as Chan was doing for him. 

“You’re doing such a good thing,” Chan told him sincerely. 

“I know,” Felix hummed, turning to give his alien boyfriend a real kiss. “I love you.”

Before Chan could respond, the door opened and a nurse walked in. She smiled brightly at the four men before turning to talk to the human, “alright, Felix, we will start here in just a bit, but we want to put you on a saline drip first—just so we know you’re hydrated well. Then, we’ll give you something through the IV to relax your muscles a little to make it easier, and we’ll have your partner help us stretch you out, okay?” 

Chan and Felix turned to look at each other, giving small, soft smiles. “Sounds good,” Felix told her. They had discussed it earlier that morning with the facility that Chan could be the one to do it. Felix wanted to be as comfortable as possible, and the facility’s medical staff agreed. 

The nurse started an IV and ushered San and Wooyoung from the room. Felix then informed her of Chan’s natural lubricant and its effects, and he asked if the muscle relaxer in his IV would really be necessary. She smiled sweetly at him, telling him that it was simply to make him more comfortable, but if he would like to go without it, he could. He looked up at Chan, asking what he thought. 

Chan kissed his forehead, “I don’t want you to be in pain, but if you really don’t want the drug—if you think my chemicals will be enough—you don’t have to get it.”

Felix nodded, “I’m going to opt out.” 

The nurse nodded her understanding. “Alright, well then, I’m going to step outside. When you’re done, just press that call button on the edge of the bed, and that will grab my attention.” She handed them a cloth to cover Felix with for modesty if they needed it, and then she left the room. 

Chan took off his shirt, leaning Felix back against his chest. He carefully bent up the boy’s legs, holding them up with his hands. He snaked his tentacles out, bringing the smallest of the six to the boy’s hole. “Okay, Lix, here we go,” he whispered to the younger boy. It was just the two of them, so they could take their time. Chan wanted Felix to enjoy the experience as much as possible, so he was slow and careful, making sure the boy would be well prepared. 

“Channie, be extra careful, okay? Don’t—“ he broke off into a quiet moan of pleasure, “don’t hurt them.”

“Of course not,” Chan told him softly, bringing one tendril to hold up Felix’s right leg so Chan could pet a hand over the boy’s stomach. “I would never try to hurt them.”

Felix nodded, closing his eyes and humming. “I love you.”

“I love you, too. My perfect, kind little human,” Chan told him, kissing his shoulder delicately. “You’re doing so well. Feeling okay?”

Felix nodded again, huffing and puffing now. The aphrodisiac was in full effect, and Chan was up to his third largest tendril already. The human was taking him so well, as he always did—so pliant and soft. By the time he was up to the thickest tentacle, Felix was a panting mess, begging for something he wasn’t sure of himself. 

Chan pushed the tendril in a bit deeper, the tip of it grazing something smooth and he flinched when it twitched against his slimy appendage. 

Felix giggled deliriously, “I felt that, Channie. They’re so excited.” 

“Are you ready to meet them?” Chan laughed in response, “should I call the nurse back in?” 

Felix licked his lips, swallowing hard, and nodded. “Yeah, cover me up first?” 

Chan did as he asked, draping the thin blanket over Felix’s lower half. He pressed the red button on the edge of the bed, beginning to bring his tentacles back into their pouches. Felix quickly grabbed for the tendril inside of him, mumbling a rapid succession of nononono before Chan could move it. 

“What’s wrong, Felix?” Chan was startled, “did I hurt you?”

Felix huffed a small chuckle. “No, I’ll fucking cum if you take it out right now. I feel like I haven’t had you inside me for so long. Just wait until the nurse gets here. I don’t want to accidentally push one of the eggs out or something.”

Chan laughed loudly at that, rubbing a hand over Felix’s stomach soothingly. Soon, the nurse came back and was followed closely by San and Wooyoung, who looked mildly concerned by Felix’s state. The human just smiled at them dazedly. They both looked at Chan for reassurance, who nodded softly. 

“He’s okay, just a little worked up,” Chan told them with a smile, pressing a kiss to Felix’s temple. The human hummed happily, nuzzling against Chan’s neck. 

The nurse pulled a rolling stool up to the bottom of the bed they rested on, lifting the blanket up. “Oh, we have to get this out of the way first, but you should definitely be stretched enough now,” she said, sounding pleasantly surprised. 

Felix nodded, taking a deep breath as Chan retracted his thickest tentacle back into its pouch. The human let out an embarrassing moan as the appendage pressed against his prostate. Once it was completely out, one of the eggs shifted lower, and Felix gasped in mild panic. His muscles clenched to keep it in. 

The nurse calmed him, “no, no. Just relax, Felix.”

Chan massaged his stomach gently as he always did after their own egg laying sessions, and Felix’s body responded automatically, muscles relaxing and slowly pushing the egg out. “There you go, good job,” he whispered against Felix’s cheek. 

The process was surprisingly easy, apart from the size of the eggs. The final little pop of each egg through his hole left Felix moaning in discomfort. Chan shushed and encouraged him after each one, his hands stroking comfortingly over the human’s sweaty skin. Once the third egg was out, his body shivered. 

The nurse did a quick examination of Felix to check for any bleeding or anything abnormal, and once she deemed that there was nothing to be worried about, she put the blanket back down to cover him. She turned to the little heated container she had placed the eggs in, and beckoned San and Wooyoung over. “They’ll hatch soon, and I’m sure you won’t want to miss it.”

Both of the men stood over the eggs, whispering excitedly to each other, while the nurse started on data input in the nearby computer terminal, which left Chan and Felix on the birthing table in their own little world. The human was catching his breath and slumping all of his weight against his boyfriend. Chan stroked his skin, soothing him and whispering sweet things into his ear.

“You did so well, baby. I’m so so proud of you,” Chan told him, feeling tight in his chest, though he couldn’t determine why. “How do you feel?”

Felix hummed through his nose, turning to whisper against Chan’s cheek. “I’m fine. It didn’t hurt at all because you did so well prepping me.” He pressed a tired little kiss to Chan’s cheek where his lips rested, giggling quietly. 

Wooyoung gasped loudly, breaking through their moment. “Look, this one is hatching!” 

Chan and Felix directed their attention over to the heated case. Three little pinkish eggs wiggled against the padded floor of the heated case, one of which had a large crack in it. A moment later, a little wet reptilian creature crawled out. It had dark, rough scales similar to San’s all over its tiny back. It also had a little tail like a lizard, which Felix thought was adorable. 

Wooyoung noticed the human watching intently, and carefully pulled the rolling cart closer to the bed so he could see better. Chan was grateful for the hybrid’s consideration, and he helped Felix readjust to look into the container. 

“Hi, little one,” the human cooed sleepily. 

The little baby yawned, settling down against the heat pad. About a second later, the other two eggs began to shutter and crackle, two more little reptilian spawn slithering out and settling up close to the first. The four of them awed at the three little sleeping babies.

The nurse told them that after a night of observation of both Felix and the babies, they’d all be allowed to go home. The nurse put San and Wooyoung in their own little room for the night, placing the warming container in the room with them as well. Chan and Felix were moved into a room similar to it, and they were able to relax privately. 

Felix had his cheek pressed into Chan’s chest as he laid on top of him, wanting to be close to his boyfriend. Chan stared up at the ceiling in the dark, trying to make sure Felix falls asleep before he does, but the human was lost in thought. 

“How are you feeling?” Chan asked suddenly, pressing a kiss to the boy’s hair. 

“A little sad,” Felix sighed heavily, “a little empty—physically I mean. I’m okay, though. Knowing that the babies are alive and doing well with their parents makes me happy.”

“I suppose it’s reasonable to be a little sad, but I’m really glad you’re not as depressed as when…” Chan hummed, which made the human chuckle. 

“I’m fine, baby,” he told the alien, pushing up onto his elbows to look at him. “I mean it, and I love you. I understand why we can’t hatch a clutch of our own right now. I get it, and I agree with you.”

Chan nodded wordlessly, watching Felix in the dark. It didn’t help that he still felt bad about making Felix sad. 

The human smiled at him regardless, leaning down to kiss him softly on the lips. “I’ve missed being intimate with you. Can I make you feel good?”

Chan’s face scrunched in confusion, “I can’t be inside you until you’ve had time to recover, and we agreed no more eggs for now.”

“There are other ways,” Felix grinned mischievously, “if you’ll let me.” 

Chan chuckled, catching onto what the human was offering. “I’ll let you do anything you want to me.”

Felix giggled quietly, maneuvering to sit between Chan’s legs. “How about this?” He asked softly, hand going to touch the alien’s hole over his pants. “Is this okay?”

The alien grinned and nodded, joking, “you gonna try to get me pregnant now?”

Felix laughed quietly, leaning forward to kiss him, “no, I will be pissed if you end up pregnant with your own eggs before I get the chance to be. Absolutely not.” 

Chan reached both hands up to cup his face, kissing him and smiling. “If it makes you feel better, I’m pretty sure human males can’t fertilize my eggs.”

“We can’t,” Felix gave a pouty frown. “I already looked into it. There hasn’t been that much research on it, but the trials they did came up negative. I would love the possibility, though.”

Chan made his deep, happy clicking sound in his chest, and it made Felix smile again. The human spoke softly against Chan’s lips, “I want a family with you, but I realize why you want to wait. We really haven’t known each other all that long, have we? I remembered the other day that I haven’t even been living with you for a year, and like two months in, I pushed myself on you. I honestly don’t know why you aren’t terrified of me.”

Chan kissed the boy again, humor in his tone, “you did come on a little strong back then.”

Felix pouted again. 

“And yes, we met like—I don’t know, eight months ago, so I’d like to at least make sure we are settled into a long-term relationship before we start hatching eggs,” the alien told him firmly, “but I do love you. I want to give you whatever you want.”

“When you’re ready,” Felix smiled softly, “not before. Until then, let me make you feel good, hm?”

The alien trilled in his chest again, happily in love, and he gave a nod. He let Felix peel both of their clothes off and settle between his spread legs again. He started licking across his collarbones, trailing kisses down Chan’s pecs, dipping his tongue into the alien’s belly button. He licked and nipped all the way down until he was laying flat on his stomach, Chan’s knees pushed up to his chest with Felix’s face buried between his cheeks. He lapped at Chan’s hole, which was producing slick on its own. It tasted different from his regular slime that his tentacles made. The human got lost in his work, humming against Chan’s fluttering muscle, dipping his tongue inside. 

“Mhmm, Lix,” Chan huffed a heavy breath, he felt like he was gonna go crazy. “Are you gonna put it in?”

Felix raised up a bit, “I want to.”

“Do it,” Chan demanded, panting. 

“You’re not stretched out,” Felix frowned. “I'm not gonna just shove it in. Be patient.”

The alien grumbled. He’d never had a partner do this for him before, but it felt so good. He wanted Felix inside him now. 

The human pressed his finger in carefully, finding pleasantly that there was no resistance. He moved up to two, then three soon after. Chan was taking him so well. “If you were with someone of your species, would he put his eggs here?” The human couldn’t help but ask. 

“Felix,” the alien chuckled, “I thought we moved past the whole science experiment phase?”

The human giggled, “sorry, I’m just curious. I told you before, I want to know everything about my beautiful alien boyfriend.”

Chan blushed and relented to Felix’s curiosity, “yes. If I were to breed with someone like me, I could carry eggs the same way you can—maybe a little easier actually.”

Felix hummed happily at his questions being answered, “you were made to carry eggs, hm? Not made for me.”

Chan grinned, “now, that’s where you’re wrong. I think we were made for each other.”

Felix rolled his eyes affectionately at the cheesy line. He removed his fingers, leaning back and lining himself up with Chan’s hole. “I haven’t ever topped before,” he warned the alien. 

“I’ve never been topped before,” Chan told him with an encouraging smile. “We’ll do this together, hm?” 

Felix nodded, pushing in slowly while Chan sighed out an exhale. Felix hummed long and slow at the feeling, “fuuuck, you’re so warm. Are you okay?” 

Chan nodded immediately, “just feels full.”

“Good. That’s good. As long as I’m not hurting you,” Felix told him. He wasn’t nearly as big as Chan, but he was big enough. He was still worried that it may be uncomfortable for him. He took a moment, starting up his hips in slow rolling motions. 

Chan hummed in satisfaction. “Feels good.”

The human grinned, leaning down to press soft kisses to Chan’s neck as he rolled his hips languidly. They had all the time they needed—it being the middle of the night—so they were in no rush to get off. 

“I missed you,” Chan confessed when Felix grazed the perfect spot.

Felix grunted, “you have me. You always have.” He repeated the motion, picking up speed, to hit the spot over and over again. 

Chan nodded, wrapping his arms around his human, pulling him closer to his chest. He muttered words of love as he neared his climax with Felix not far behind. The younger boy pressed their lips together to muffle their moans as the human came, pulling out to spill over Chan’s hip. 

Chan whimpered when he felt the familiar sensation of an egg. He pulled away, panting, “Felix, it hurts.”

Felix was quick even in his post orgasm haze, leaning down to put his mouth on Chan’s cock. One of his hands wrapped around the length, while the other hand fell down to his hole again and slipped two fingers back inside. He curled his fingers, feeling a spongy spot that made moan when he rubbed against it. He decided that must be where he needed the most attention. As he coaxed the egg out gently with one hand, the other was making Chan see stars. Finally, with an almost obscene squelch, the egg landed onto Chan’s heaving stomach. His body shuddered with pleasure as his glittery cum came spilling out after. 

“Fuckfuckfuck… fuck, oh my god,” Chan breathed out quickly, legs trembling under Felix’s efforts. “Felix, stop, it’s too much.”

Chan was absolutely oozing fluids when Felix pulled away, leaning over the shaking alien and capturing his lips in a kiss again. He pulled away just to mutter, “I love you,” before diving back in. 

When they were both out of breath, Felix pulled away, sitting back on his thighs to look down at his boyfriend. The alien was tracing circles over his own heaving chest with one hand, while the other stroked his own flat stomach. The human grinned at the self-soothing gestures, finding it entirely too cute.

Felix picked up the little blackish egg from where it had rolled off of Chan and onto the bed. He looked at it longingly. 

“Do you want to take it home and bury it?” Chan hummed quietly, still soothing himself with his hands. 

Felix gave a small smile and shook his head. “It’s fine. I think I’m okay just disposing of them now. I think it might make it worse almost if I treat them like they were alive to begin with.” 

Chan sat up to stroke his face with one hand. “One day.”

Felix nodded, a genuine smile pulling at his lips. “Yeah, one day.”

Chapter Text

The day of Felix’s graduation, he had woken up with a spring in his step, waking Chan with a kiss followed swiftly by an enthusiastic blowjob. The alien’s head was spinning with the sudden stimulation immediately after waking up. 

He slung an arm over his eyes, panting up at the ceiling. “Felix, why are you sucking me off at six in the morning?”

Felix hummed a laugh, pulling off briefly to ask, “are you complaining?” His mouth went right back to work, smirking around the appendage. He felt the head begin to unfurl and backed off quickly, licking at the slit instead. The two small tendrils on Chan’s pelvis, stroked Felix’s cheeks lovingly as he worked so diligently to get him off. 

“Of course, I’m not complaining,” Chan chuckled, grinning from ear to ear. “I just want to know why.”

“Because,” the human told him between licks. “I graduate today, and I’m celebrating.”

Chan scoffed a laugh, “you’re getting high on goo before graduation? Is that really a good idea?” He propped up on his elbows, finally opening his eyes to look at his long term boyfriend. 

Felix grinned mischievously. “It is a great idea. I am absolutely manic right now, and your drug is exactly what I need to calm down.”

Chan laughed, finally awake enough to react. He bucked his hips when he felt his climax coming, a slimy egg slipping into his urethra from inside. He felt Felix coaxing the egg out with one hand, lapping up the fluids that flowed from his tip. Once the egg was out, Felix sat it aside and licked up every drop of sparkly cum that spilled out after it. Chan’s body shuddered with pleasure. 

“Do you feel better?” The alien hummed happily, ready to go back to sleep now that Felix had sucked his soul out. 

The human hummed affirmatively, picking up the blackish egg from the bed. He swiped a thumb over the smooth shell with a smile before brandishing it at his boyfriend. “Do you remember the promise we made?”

The alien smiled, eyes closed and body lax. “That when we’re settled in our own place and you graduate, we can start thinking about hatching a clutch.”

“That’s right,” Felix sing-songed. “And where are we right now?”

“In our house,” Chan laughed, playing along. 

“And what’s today again?” The younger boy asked mirthfully, crawling on all fours over Chan’s body to hover him. He stared down at his partner of two and a half years with a big, bright grin. His face was flushed from the aphrodisiac in Chan’s fluids, but he still looked mostly alert. His tolerance for the chemical had built up over the years. 

Chan’s hands came up to rest on Felix’s small hips, flipping them both over so that he was now pinning the human to the bed. “Today is your graduation,” he said, leaning down for a kiss, “and we will talk about it over dinner tonight.”

“I don't want to make a big decision like this in front of all of our friends,” Felix groaned. 

They were meeting up with their previous roommates to celebrate Felix’s graduation. They’d also be celebrating Jisung and Seungmin since they all finished their masters at the same time. Felix would be going back for his doctorate, but they figured it was still worth celebrating. 

“How about after we get home from dinner then?” Chan smiled softly, pecking a kiss to Felix’s lips. 

“Fine,” the human sighed dramatically. 

Chan decided to tease him a bit more. “We also need to discuss how we are going to tell your parents.”

Felix whined in annoyance, “ugh, I forgot about that! They don’t even know you lay eggs!”

The alien laughed, “but they’ve seen you carrying eggs before. I don’t think it will be that shocking for them—not like it was the first time they saw you big and pregnant.” He caressed a loving hand over Felix’s soft stomach, a bit pudgier than when they’d first met and decorated with a few stretch marks here and there from the four clutches of eggs he’d mothered for other people. It had been great money and paid for a good chunk of his tuition. Chan still loved the man’s body, he loved Felix. 

Felix grinned mischievously again, “well, they’ll find out this time is different when we tell them they’ll be grandparents.” He grabbed Chan’s face with both hands, kissing him on his lips again, slowly and sweetly. When he pulled away, he pressed his palms to Chan’s chest, pushing him off and back onto the bed. “We’ll talk about it all tonight. I have to get dressed for the ceremony.”

Chan laughed as Felix tried to get up, grabbing him around his middle and tugging him back down. He slipped his tentacles out of their pouches and wrapped them around the human like a cocoon. He kissed Felix’s cheek with a loud smack, “if you’d like, I can give you a small clutch as soon as possible, or… we could wait until winter and hatch eight to twelve at once.”

Felix giggled loudly at the weird, alien affections. “I said we’ll talk about it later! Let me get to graduation!”

“Fine,” Chan groaned jokingly, releasing the boy and watching him flit about the room to get ready. He laid on his side, head propped up by one arm, smiling at his human. “Hey… Felix?”

The younger man paused, turning to look at his favorite alien boy. He thought Chan was about to say something sweet because of the soft smile on his face, a gentle adoration in his eyes. 

What he said instead was: “I can’t wait to knock you up.”

Felix snorted a laugh and rolled his eyes as he continued getting dressed, but he replied, “I can’t wait for you to knock me up either.”

—o— 

At the end of the day, they were all sitting around the table at a restaurant together, all eight of the previous roommates. It was some Italian fusion place, and Felix found that he quite liked the atmosphere. It could have simply been that he had missed their roommates in the months since they got their own place. The conversation was lively and fun and easy while they all ate their food. 

“So when are you guys gonna start having little squid babies?” Jisung asked bluntly at a break in the conversation, making Felix choke on his water mid-drink. 

“Jisung, what the hell?” Felix choked out, gasping for breath. 

Chan patted his back to try and ease the coughing fit, stating simply, “I’m not a fucking squid,” with a chuckle. 

The dragon hybrid giggled behind his hand, “yeah, he has eight tentacles. Remember the two little ones? Wouldn’t he be an octopus?”

Chan glared at the dragon. 

“Wait, what if you count arms and legs?” Minho piped up, joining in on the fun. “He’d have twelve then, so what does that make him?”

“An alien, you jerks. I’m not a fucking sea creature,” the alien rolled his eyes, laughing with heavy exasperation. 

“I don't know,” Felix finally spoke up after recovering from choking on his drink, “you do move pretty fast in the water.”

“That’s it, no babies for you,” Chan stated, removing his arm from the back of Felix’s chair and turning toward Jeongin on his other side. “Switch seats with me. You can suck out all his energy, so he stops talking.”

Felix laughed loudly at his boyfriend’s pouting, latching onto his arm and nuzzling his cheek against Chan’s shoulder. “I’m just messing with you, Channie. I love your slimy tentacles. Give me all your babies!”

“Ew, keep your weird bedroom talk at home,” Seungmin grimaced. 

“Yeah, freak,” Jisung snorted. 

Felix gasped mockingly, “takes one to know one.”

The incubus next to Jisung snorted loudly, unable to hold in his own laughter, earning a fake pout from his own human boyfriend. 

“You didn’t answer my question!” Jisung said in an attempt to get the attention off himself again. “When are you guys going to start laying eggs?”

Chan and Felix looked at each other, soft smiles spreading before Felix answered. “We haven’t decided yet. We are gonna have a long discussion about it when we get home tonight.”

“Do you know how many you want to hatch?” Hyunjin asked, intrigued—though Felix would lovingly call him nosy. 

Chan shrugged, “we haven’t decided that either. We had talked about just hatching one egg the first time around, but a small clutch is also on the table.”

The others nodded supportively. 

Felix smiled, “we will let you all know how many and when to expect them after we’ve finalized our plans.”

And with that, the topic was dropped. The rest of dinner went on as normal, loud but not out of the ordinary for the eight young men. 

—o—

They waited until Chan’s next mating cycle had passed before they tried for a clutch to keep. They wanted to wait for Felix’s birthday at first, but the weather was warming up, flowers were blooming—it seemed like the perfect time to start a family. Chan was determined to make it special anyway since it would be their first brood. He made dinner for them, and Felix surprised him with dessert he had made beforehand. They scarfed down the spaghetti Chan made, and fed each other pieces of Felix’s brownies until their bellies were full and they were ready to begin. It felt odd planning it all out, but with Chan being an egg layer, they kind of had to. 

“Are you ready, sweetheart?” Felix asked, throwing a leg over Chan’s lap to straddle him. Both of them were already stripped naked and laying on their shared mattress. Chan’s tentacles were out, stroking gently over Felix’s thighs and chest as he leaned over the alien to kiss him tenderly. 

Chan nodded, nudging a slick tentacle against Felix’s hole. “Of course, baby. I’m always ready for you,” he grinned up at the human, bringing another tentacle up to Felix’s mouth. 

The younger parted his mouth for the slick appendage to pass through. He hummed happily at the familiar taste of the secretions on his tongue, sucking on it as if it were a delicious treat. It was, really. He loved the taste of his boyfriend, every part of him. 

Boyfriend . 

He bit down carefully on the tentacle, and Chan removed it worriedly, sitting up to be eye level with Felix. “What’s the matter, Lix?”

“Nothing, I—“ Felix gulped, breaking out into a smile. “Should we get married? After the babies are born, I mean.”

Babies, married… Felix was in it for the long haul, Chan thought to himself, a grin making its way onto his own face. Suddenly, the full weight of what they were about to do was hitting him, making him giddy with delight. He traced his fingers up and down Felix’s sides, muttering out a, “sure, baby. I’d love to marry you. Absolutely.”

He didn’t think it was necessary, seeing as they were planning a family, but he would be Felix’s husband one day. A title that he didn’t think was important to him until Felix asked him to have it. 

“You would?” Felix tilted his head, his perfect teeth showing, his eyes squished into crescents. 

“I would,” Chan confirmed with a little nod, before he was pulled into a harsh, excited kiss. 

Felix pulled away for a moment, hurriedly telling him, “I love you so much, Channie.”

“I love you,” Chan replied eagerly, tentacles wrapping themselves around Felix’s appendages and his middle. He was lifted into the air, making him giggle; he never got tired of how effortlessly he could be hoisted up by his boyfriend—or… fiancé? His heart fluttered. 

“Now, let me make love to you,” Chan told him, followed by a low humming series of clicks in his chest. 

Felix nodded with a sultry smile, “put your babies in me. I’ve waited long enough.”

The first tendril breached Felix’s hole, a familiar sensation that the human welcomed with a pleased sigh. 

“You’ve been so patient,” Chan told him, running a hand over his human’s stomach, “so good for me. You’re always so good to the sweet little eggs you carry. Are you ready for mine? To keep them? Carry them? Hatch them for me?” 

Felix groaned at the feeling of the tentacle massaging his insides, pumping him full with plenty of Chan’s aphrodisiac. “Yes, I want them. Want to love them, Channie, please. Let me carry your eggs for you,” he pleaded, letting go, letting the sensations overtake him. 

Chan cooed at his lover, “of course, sunshine. I just need to fill you with fluids first, alright? Gotta make sure your insides are ready for them, okay? Just relax, baby. I’ll give you my eggs.”

Felix hummed heavy through his nose, giving a shaky nod as he tried to calm down. Chan could feel the younger man quivering beneath his tendrils, and he lazily shushed the human. Another tendril slinked its way up Felix’s torso again, stroking his sensitive little nipples on its way up to his plush lips. The human parted them, welcoming the gentle weight on his tongue again. 

“That’s my good little human incubator, hm?” Chan cooed up at him, using his tendrils that kept the younger boy suspended to turn him upside down. The alien brought his own lips to Felix’s cock, parting them to lap over the tip ever-so-slightly. His hot breath puffed out over the steady dribble of precum leaking from the human’s swollen member, “gonna take me so well. I’m gonna pump you full—“ he paused his words to take a self indulgent suck of Felix’s cock, “full of my cum and my eggs until you’re big and pregnant for me. Then, I’m gonna hold you, and never let you go, okay?”

A gurgling sound came from Felix, a tentacle bulging his throat and his face turned a deep crimson from all of the blood rushing into his head. Something in Chan’s brain always went a bit feral seeing Felix stuffed from both ends like that, completely pliant and willing and so so delicious . He could just eat him up. 

That was one of Felix’s fantasies they’d explored, actually. He liked to feel helpless sometimes, and Chan would restrain him with his tentacles, use him like a fleshlight until the boy was whining and couldn’t move his arms or legs. Chan would pretend to taste him with the intent of fully devouring him—Chan didn’t mind playing the big bad alien for Felix. They both knew better. Felix just wanted to be made to feel small, weak, and hunted . 

Another gurgle brought Chan back to the present. A bite on his tentacle spurred him to take it out. 

“What is it, Lix?” He asked softly, checking on the human. 

“Light… headed,” the younger man panted. 

Chan immediately turned the human over, placing him to sit on his lap and letting the younger slump against his torso, chest to chest. “Sorry, baby.”

“Where did you go just now?” Felix asked when he caught his breath again, sounding almost distant and lost. 

“Just lost in thought,” Chan told him, an idea popping in his mind. “I was thinking of the first time we had sex, and of all the other times, too. This time is different, though, hm? I’m sorry if I scared you.”

Felix shook his head, “no, you didn’t. I know I’m safe with you, and I always want you no matter what. Even in my sleep I want you.”

File that away for later, Chan, the alien thought silently. 

“Please, just,” Felix groaned, sitting up straighter to look Chan in the eyes, “I’m ready. Just make love to me.”

This time is different , Chan reminded himself. All the other times they made love wasn’t meant to stick like this, so he nodded silently. He’d make this time different. 

He retracted all of his tentacles into their pouches, removing them from Felix’s body slowly. The younger man jolted, frowning. 

“Don’t worry, you didn’t do anything wrong,” Chan assured him with a soft smile as if he could read his mind. He stroked both hands up the man’s sides, catching a bit of slime residue on his fingers. “I just want to take it nice and slow. No tentacles this time. I want to touch you with my hands and let you feel me with no distractions. Is that okay?”

A slow grin crept across Felix’s face, and he leaned forward to capture Chan’s lips in a kiss. “That’s perfect. If that’s what you want, it’s perfect. I just want to be with you.”

Chan nodded firmly, returning his own grin to the younger man. “I’ll still give you more of my drug if you want it, but you should have enough inside to support the eggs now.”

Felix hummed, “it’s okay. I wanna remember this as clearly as possible.”

With that, the younger man lifted up and positioned Chan’s cock at his hole. He let out a shuddering breath as he sank down onto him, welcoming the familiar appendage into his heat. He wasted no time, beginning a steady rhythm. Chan reached up to connect their lips in a soft kiss. Felix’s arms came up to envelope the alien in an embrace, while Chan’s hands guided his hips. Breathing each other in, swallowing each other’s sounds. 

Chan thought fleetingly that he might not last like this. His stomach fluttered with butterflies and his chest swelled with love. He couldn’t control his clicking, and it made Felix smile against his lips. 

“You sound excited,” the human mumbled between kisses. 

Chan nodded, “I am. I’m so happy.”

“I’m glad,” Felix told him. “Me too.”

Chan hummed fondly, flipping them over so that Felix was on his back. They scooted up toward the pillows, and Felix relaxed among them, his blonde hair fanning out on the pillow cases. Chan thought to himself how beautiful his human was for a moment before diving in to kiss him again. The alien lined himself up with Felix’s properly stretched hole once more, eager to receive their first clutch of eggs together. Chan’s eyes fluttered shut as he entered him again, sighing at the warm, wet heat he was so familiar with. 

“Fuck,” Chan sighed, “you feel so good, my love.”

Felix let go of a pornographic moan he’d been holding back. “You feel amazing,” he whined. 

Chan leaned down, taking one of his fiancé’s nipples into his mouth and suckling on it softly. The younger boy arched his back, struck breathless, as his hands came up to hold the older man against him. One hand tangled in his curls, one arm draped over his back. Chan reached one of his hands down to grip Felix’s cock, and the smaller man jolted in surprise at the contact. After only a few slow strokes, Chan could feel Felix’s muscles tighten around him. The alien sped up his pace, causing the younger man to writhe beneath him, begging for release. Chan felt his pubic tendrils wrap themselves around Felix’s thighs to tug him along with Chan’s thrusts. 

Felix gasped when the head of Chan’s cock brushed his walls, unfurling to release the eggs. “It’s coming! I can feel it, don’t stop!” 

Chan was panting and sweaty, and so was Felix. A lump pushed its way past Felix’s rim with practiced ease, and the human moaned when it graced past his prostate before settling into place. 

“It’s in, Channie. It’s in,” he grinned excitedly, eyes hooded in his arousal and voice sounding almost delirious with pleasure. 

Chan’s mouth moved to Felix’s other nipple, and his hand pumped the human’s leaking cock faster, while his hips slowed just a bit so that the eggs could be deposited safely. He felt it on his hand when Felix came, just as the second egg entered him, hot cum coating his fingers. 

“Fuck, fuck, oh my god,” Felix hummed and sighed dreamily. The third egg sliding against his walls only prolonged the feeling, his entire body shaking with the intensity.

With the last egg in place, Chan groaned against Felix’s chest, feeling his own orgasm finally mounting. He detached his mouth from the human’s abused nipple, kissing anywhere he could reach and whispering against the skin. “Are you ready, Lix? Ready to be parents? Almost there,” he was talking to himself mostly since Felix was already exhausted and lost to the feeling, staring up at his fiancé with dazed, glassy eyes. 

“I’m cumming,” Felix mumbled, barely enough energy left to speak. “How am I cumming again? Fuck, it’s so—“ he cut himself off with a strangled moan, over-sensitive as all hell. 

“Shh, it’s okay. Let go, baby. Cum for me again,” Chan encouraged him, right on the edge of his own release. When he felt Felix’s hole spasm against him, hips kicking up in an aborted thrust, the alien finally let go. Both of them spilled their release at the same time. 

Felix’s poor cock barely dribbled, adding to the mess on his own stomach. His body was limp and even more exhausted by the time Chan stopped riding out his own high. When the alien looked down at where they were connected, he grinned blearily, seeing the small pudge where the eggs had settled next to his cock inside. Chan looked back up to Felix’s face, only to find his eyes closed and expression neutral as if he were sleeping peacefully. 

“Lixie?” He asked softly, brushing some hair off of his human’s forehead. “Felix, baby, are you okay?”

Felix gave him a weak hum and the tiniest flicker of a smile, which Chan took as a good sign. He pulled out slowly, replacing his cock with a tentacle, so the eggs didn’t shift around too much. He moved to lay beside his lover, allowing the younger man to rest for a bit. He knew they had to go clean up at some point, but he wanted to watch Felix sleep for a while. He’d fucked him so good that he passed out. 

Something to be proud of , he thought to himself, a grin breaking out over his face. 

Chan’s hand cradled one side of Felix’s freckled face, moving down to his neck to check his pulse—just in case—to find that his heart rate was relatively normal if not a little fast from his two orgasms coming back to back. That realization brought further comfort, and his hand continued to pet Felix down, giving soft, loving touches all the way to his tummy. Felix’s skin was warm and soft, albeit a little sticky from all of the fluids, a few stretch marks on his sides from previous clutches he carried for other couples. Now, he was carrying Chan’s— their eggs. 

He knew Felix would be a little sore when he woke up, so he used the tentacle inside the human to pump some more of his fluids in to accompany his cum. He figured it wouldn’t hurt to have a little extra, and it would probably be good to provide extra nutrition for the eggs to absorb. If Felix woke up a little high from it, it wouldn’t be the first time. 

Finally, after about fifteen minutes of just staring at Felix and giving him more fluids, Chan decided it was time for them both to clean up. He carefully got up and scooped Felix into a princess hold. He was extra slow in his movements, so he didn’t jostle the eggs or wake his fiancé unnecessarily. 

Chan carried his passed out human to the bath, planning to clean him up from all of the dried slime residue covering his skin. He kept the tentacle in his ass to make sure the eggs have time to attach and none slip out as Felix’s body is maneuvered around. As he relaxed into the tub with Felix in his lap, however, the human’s eyelids fluttered open. 

“Hey, sunshine,” Chan greeted with a series of little clicks. 

Felix woke up with a start when he realized they were in the water. He sat up, pinning Chan’s tentacle under him against the porcelain of the tub. 

“Easy, Lix,” Chan hissed at the sudden pressure on his appendage. “Don’t move so fast, you—“

“I thought I could keep them,” Felix slurred hurriedly, pushing Chan away and covering his belly with both hands. “You said I could!”

Chan’s heart broke at the sight, realizing that his fiancé was having flashbacks to all of the baths they took together to abort the other clutches. He’d never fully gotten over that first huge clutch two years prior, and Chan knew that was something his fiancé still thought about. They’d talked about it a lot. 

Chan carefully shushed the frazzled human, tugging him back onto his lap. “You do get to keep these eggs, baby. It’s okay, I’m not taking them away from you. I just want to get all of the sticky stuff off of you,” he told him carefully. He wiggled the tentacle still tucked inside of Felix, “there, do you feel that? I’m trying to keep them in while I clean you up. I’m not taking them away this time. I swear.”

The younger reluctantly relaxed into his chest again. The drug was affecting him heavily, and he seemed disoriented. Perhaps Chan gave him too much. 

They stayed that way for a while, submerged halfway in the warm water, holding each other, Chan’s tentacle still inside of Felix as they listened to each other’s breaths bounce off the bathroom walls. The water had already started to cool off by the time either of them spoke. 

“How many did you lay?” Felix asked quietly, sounding like he was finally coming to his senses. 

“Just three,” Chan told him softly, cheerfully. “There’s three of them, all safe and sound in your belly.” he hummed, petting the human’s hair and dampening it in the process.

Water sloshed quietly as Felix moved a hand between their bodies, palm flat to his soft tummy. The eggs weren’t big enough yet to make a bump by themselves, but he still felt them on the inside and knew they were there. He hummed happily, eliciting another happy series of clicks from Chan in response. 

“I love them already,” Felix said plainly, the smile in his voice undeniable. 

“Me too,” Chan said back, a hum of content lacing his words. He pressed a kiss to Felix’s hair, reminding him, “you’ll get to keep them for a year. This time next year we will be parents.”

Felix just hummed and snuggled up to his fiancé, enjoying the warmth of the water on his tired muscles. 

Chan’s fingers trailed down the younger man’s back and traced them over the stretched hole wrapping around his tentacle. “Do you want me to take this out now?”

“How long has it been?” Felix mumbled, sounding sleepy again. 

“Almost forty-five minutes,” the alien responded softly, continuing his soft, loving strokes over Felix’s stretched rim. “As long as you don’t actively push them out, it should be fine to let them just sit. They’ll be alright.”

Felix nodded subtly, letting out a small moan when Chan’s tendril slipped from him. The older man felt the hole clench down immediately beneath his fingers, and he smiled to himself. 

“Let’s get cleaned up, so I can put the four of you to bed, hm?” Chan asked sweetly, voice a happy hum that bounced across the tile floor. 

—o—

Chan’s eggs grow very slowly, they found out, so for the first month and a half, Felix worried they weren’t growing at all. After paying a visit to Chan’s parents for the weekend, Felix finally was able to calm down. 

“They actually don’t get quite to the size of human babies,” Chan’s mother told him, holding his hands comfortingly. “Over a few months, Channie barely doubled in size as an egg. It’s a slow process.”

Chan thought hearing it from his mom would be better than telling his fiancé himself. While Chan knew what to expect, his mother had been through it, and being a human, he felt she could give Felix better insight than he ever could. 

Chan smiled at the back of Felix’s head as he stood in the doorway to listen in on their conversation. 

“You’ve already carried a few clutches that got much bigger than these eggs will be, so you’re used to seeing a lot of growth very quickly,” she continued, reaching up to cup one of Felix’s freckled cheeks fondly. “I only carried one egg at a time, so I didn’t really notice that much change. You might notice more, though, since there’s three. Just give them some more time.” After that, she gave Felix a warm smile, pulling him into a hug and whispered something in his ear.

Chan felt his heart go warm at the sight. His parents had truly accepted Felix, even from the beginning. When they came here to announce the pregnancy and their impromptu engagement, his parents had been more than excited. 

He was pulled from his thoughts by a hand on his shoulder, and he turned to see his dad smiling at him. He returned it, and his father’s hand moved to ruffle his curls affectionately. His dad leaned in to whisper, “leave them to it. He’ll be fine.”

The following weekend was spent visiting Felix’s parents, and they were a bit bewildered by the news but far from unhappy. 

“This is… great! I— I don’t know what else to say,” Felix’s mother gave him a nervous chuckle. “I’ll be honest, it’s a bit odd, but it’s nothing you haven’t done before— and it’s safe, right? How are you feeling?”

Felix smiled because she was trying, he could tell. He knew it was weird for his family every time he turned up pregnant, and this time was no different. They were trying, though, because it made Felix happy, and that’s what mattered. “I’m feeling great actually,” he told her sincerely. “These are my babies, so I’m just… really happy.”

“And Chan and his parents… they’ve been helping?” She asked anxiously. 

It took his parents a long time to warm up to Chan once he was introduced to them, but they trust him now. It meant a lot to Felix that they took the time to get to know Chan, and that they didn’t just judge him based on his species. Felix had a lot of worst case scenarios in his head about what they would say or do to Chan when they found out he was an alien, but none of them came true. For that, he was endlessly thankful. 

Felix grinned even wider, “yes, of course. Chan has been taking great care of me, and his mom especially has been giving me lots of advice.”

She seemed to relax at that. Her discomfort around the subject seemed to stem from concern, which Chan understood. He knew that Felix’s family wasn’t ever going to be one hundred percent certain of him, but he knew he had their trust to protect Felix. They didn’t know much about his species, and neither he nor Felix were eager to tell them if they didn’t ask. They didn’t know about his tentacles or the drug he secreted, and until they announced that Felix was carrying Chan’s clutch, they didn’t know he laid eggs. It was fine for them not to know. Chan had put himself right back into the position of not acting too alien in their presence. As far as they knew, Chan was practically human, which was fine with him. They were excited about the babies nonetheless. 

His sisters, however, found their relationship odd and exciting. They would ask about Chan whenever they got the chance, and now, with the pregnancy, they were prodding even more. Chan didn’t mind; Felix and his sisters were just a curious bunch. He figured it was because they hadn’t grown up around people like him, and as long as they didn’t hate him or treat him differently for it, it was alright to be curious. 

The alien watched from Felix’s childhood bed how his older sister brushed her brother’s blonde hair with her fingers as he rested his head in her lap at the opposite end of the mattress. It felt a bit like a sleepover. Felix told him once that he was his older sister’s favorite dress up doll as a kid, and it seemed not much had changed, judging by the way she pampered Felix. Chan was pretty fond of Rachel; she reminded him of Felix but more blunt. 

“So how does it work? The eggs, I mean,” she asked, combing her fingers through the blonde strands. 

Felix’s eyes widened, “Rachel!”

“What? I’m just curious!” She giggled, “I don’t want to know all the details. Just like, what do they look like? How big are they? How long do they take to hatch? Do they hatch inside—“

“Oh my god,” Felix cackled loudly, breaking off her questions. He covered his red face with both hands, laughing into them. “Baby, you don’t have to answer that.”

Chan laughed, too, placing a hand over Felix’s stomach. “It’s okay, uhm…” he said, thinking of where to start. “They’re like a blackish color—Felix has pictures on his phone he can show you, I’m sure. They start off the size of a small chicken egg, maybe a little smaller.”

Rachel hummed, intrigued. She listened carefully, still dragging her fingers through Felix’s hair. 

“As for the gestation, it’s twelve months— longer than a human baby,” Chan smiled happily. He scrunched his brows, trying to think of the least weird way to continue. “And no, they don’t hatch inside. They will have to be… birthed first and then hatch.”

“Fascinating,” Rachel hummed, looking down at her brother. “I’m gonna be the godmother, right?”

“You’ll have to fight Jisung for it,” Felix told her, “he’s already their self-appointed godmother.”

“My sister will also fight you for it,” Chan told her casually. 

Rachel just shrugged, “when they’re born, the three of us will commence a glorious battle to the death in your living room.”

Felix laughed happily, and Chan clicked in his chest upon seeing the smile on his lover’s face. The sound made Rachel jump at first before she realized it was coming from Chan. 

“You purr, too?” 

Chan blushed at the question, “my clicking, you mean?”

“Yeah, it sounds like a weird purr. Do you do that when you’re happy?” She pressed lightly, and Chan nodded shyly. “That’s cute! Felix, you found a cute alien,” she told her brother seriously. 

“I know,” Felix preened under her words, sending a wink and kiss toward Chan. “He’s the cutest alien ever.”

—o—

“Man, I can’t believe I have to murder your sisters,” Jisung sighed as he sat with Minho across the table from Felix and Chan. “When I win, you guys can’t hold it against me. They challenged me.”

Chan giggled at that, “my money is on Rachel.” 

Felix nodded in agreement. “She’s ruthless.”

Jisung rolled his eyes, laughing lightly. “How long has it been? About two months?”

“Almost,” Felix sighed. 

“Still no baby bump, huh?” Jisung asked, sipping his americano. 

Felix pouted and shook his head. “Not yet.”

“Felix is bummed about it, too,” Chan told them as he rubbed his fiancé’s back comfortingly. “He’ll start showing in a month or so. Since there’s only a few of them, it’s harder to notice early on.”

Minho hummed, “it’s only a matter of time.”

“Enough about us; tell us what you guys have been up to lately,” Felix said, picking up his vanilla iced coffee again. “How’s the new place? The new job?”

Jisung and Minho both perked up a bit. The human spoke first, “my new job is great! I love the people I work with.”

“And the new house is nice, too,” Minho added, “we’re enjoying the privacy.”

“Yeah, our sex life is wilder than ever,” Jisung blurted out, making Chan’s ears go red. 

“Oh really?” Felix egged him on. 

“Yeah! Oh, we were actually talking about starting a family at some point, too,” Jisung added. “Not for a little while, though, if at all.”

“Are you going to adopt?” Chan asked quizzically. 

“No, it would be biological,” Minho shrugged. 

Jisung nodded along, making the other couple confused as hell. “Incubi can transform into anything to satisfy a partner’s needs. They can take any form they want to. Minho is basically genderfluid in that sense, and he can switch between incubus and succubus at will. When he’s in his female body type, he can even make a working reproductive system!” 

“I just happen to like my male form,” Minho smirked. He snapped his fingers, and with a puff of smoke, there was suddenly a long-haired, busty woman sitting in his chair, “ but if I wanted to birth a little half demon baby, I could.” His voice was even a touch higher, coming out as a low purr. 

Felix gawked, “that’s amazing! I had no idea you could do that.”

“I know right? Being human sucks,” Jisung pouted. “We can’t do anything cool like that.”

Felix agreed with a nod. 

“Aw, but I like my little human baby mama the way he is,” Chan joked, patting the top of Felix’s head and resting his chin on his other hand. 

“I’m so boring, though,” Felix gave him a big fake frown, baiting him. 

Chan scoffed, “I’d say you’re plenty exciting. If you were anything other than human, I’d be in trouble.”

Felix smirked playfully, turning to Jisung. “I’m a handful.”

Jisung curled his arm around his boyfriend—girlfriend?—and sighed, “yeah, so am I, but they love us.”

Minho just rolled his— her —eyes at the human’s statement. “You’re a mess is what you are.” Another snap, and Minho was back to normal. 

—o— 

At five months, Felix came rushing into Chan’s office with a picture on his phone, pushing it into the alien’s hand. It was a side by side of a picture Felix took of himself right after a shower the day after he got pregnant, and one from a few minutes ago, judging by his still wet hair. 

“Look, baby, look!” Felix said excitedly. “You can see them really clear now! They’re getting so big!” He was practically bouncing on his heels. 

Chan grinned, chest swelled with affection as he looked at the photo. He definitely could see a difference. He placed the phone down on his desk, turning his chair toward his fiancé. He reached for the hem of Felix’s t-shirt and pushed it up. He grinned when the little mound in Felix’s stomach came into view. He didn’t think twice before he leaned forward to press little kisses to the skin. 

“Hello, my little ones,” Chan hummed against Felix’s stomach. “Are you growing well? Seven months to go before we finally meet you,” he told the eggs. “We’re really patient, so make sure you get big and strong for us, okay?”

When he looked up to Felix’s face, he noticed the tears gathering in the human’s eyes. “What’s the matter, love?” Chan asked softly. 

Felix wiped his eyes quickly, sniffling back the tears. “Nothing at all! I’m just happy, I swear,” he laughed, sounding wobbly in his words. 

Chan cooed up at him, pulling Felix to sit down onto his lap. He held the human close to his chest as the tears flowed, soaking the shoulder of his t-shirt. He stroked a hand over his lover’s back soothingly, letting the boy cry as much as he needed. 

When Felix finally stopped sobbing, Chan pulled back to look at the younger man. “What did I say that set you off?” He asked with an amused tone, “I know you’re easy to cry, but it had to have been something I said.”

Felix took a breath, trying to speak coherently. “You called them your little ones. It just made me really happy.”

Chan awed at the human, snuggling him closer with a round of clicks. “My sweet, soft boy. They are my little ones, and I love them so much,” he told him genuinely, “and I love you, too. So much. Thank you for giving me this.”

Felix nodded quickly, “stop— stop talking, or I won’t quit crying.” He wiped his own face with a watery laugh at his own expense. 

Chan watched him for a moment, admiring his features, his reddened eyes and nose, his rosy cheeks. He’s such a pretty crier , Chan thought. He’s always thought that, and two years later, he still finds it true. 

Chan reached up a hand to stroke through Felix’s blonde hair, freshly bleached and beautiful. “I want you to make love to me,” he whispered without a single thought. 

Felix laughed, causing another half-sob to bubble out. “Where did that come from? I look like an absolute mess right now.”

“No, you look beautiful as always,” Chan shook his head confidently. “You’re handsome even when you cry, and I want you to make love to me.”

“Let me stop crying first,” Felix hiccuped, “and then I’ll—“

Chan shook his head again. “Cry as much as you need sweetheart. I’m telling you: you’re gorgeous when you cry like this. Happy tears look so good on you, baby.” He pressed kisses all over Felix’s freckled cheeks. “Make love to me? Just like this?”

Felix searched Chan’s eyes, more tears spilling over as he nodded. “Okay, I will. Of course, I will.”

Chan carefully moved them to the bed, carrying Felix with practiced ease. He sat the human down on the edge of the mattress, stripping him down carefully but swiftly. The alien got on his knees on the floor, kissing over Felix’s thighs where they framed his shoulders before kissing at Felix’s soft cock. He gave a few kitten licks, eagerly trying to wake the muscle up. After a bit of effort, Chan managed to get it to twitch to life. Felix shyly covered his tearful face with a hand, while the other combed through Chan’s hair. The alien began sucking him in earnest, eliciting a cross between moan and sob from the boy’s chest. Chan peeked up at his face to find that the tears had not stopped. 

Good. 

He pulled off of Felix’s cock, standing to undress himself, too. He stroked his own cock a couple of times just to get started, and then he climbed onto the bed on his hands and knees. One of his own tentacles slipped out of its pouch to unceremoniously breach his own asshole. 

“Y-you’re not gonna let me open you up?” Felix sniffled, face tracked with sparkling tears. 

Chan panted, “you’re pregnant, and I need you now. So no, I’m not letting you do this part. I need it to go quickly, so I can have you.” He started at a steady pace to prepare himself. “Relax and watch me.”

Felix’s lip quivered and he nodded eagerly, watching Chan fuck himself open and unintentionally releasing a few more sobs as he kept crying. Finally, Chan rolled onto his back, spread his legs wide for his fiancé, and beckoned him with both hands. 

“Come to me, Lixie,” the alien requested with a slight pout. “I need you badly.”

Felix hiccuped a sob, moving to line himself up immediately. “Are you sure you want me crying on top of you?”

Chan took Felix’s hands and placed them on his chest with a nod. “Mhmm, you look so beautiful when you cry.”

Felix was easy to make cry—happy, scared, or sad, it didn’t matter—and once he started, it was hard to stop. He cried and cried for an hour or more, beautiful tears making his eyes sparkly and his rosy cheeks pleasantly wet and salty.  

The human pushed his cock carefully into his fiancé with a sniffle and a gasp of pleasure. Chan only whined in satisfaction upon feeling his lover enter him. They’d had sex plenty of times but each time felt comfortable yet new, just like this. 

“My beautiful little mommy human,” Chan cooed, pouting up at his crying lover. “So sweet, so soft,” he hummed as Felix started rolling his hips, a bit more careful of his stomach. Chan’s hand ventured to Felix’s baby bump and caressed it gently. “So perfect for me. You were made just for me, weren’t you? You’re an angel.”

Felix let out a sob at the gentle adorations, unable to hold it in. “M’not an angel,” he laughed through his tears. 

Chan moved his hands to Felix’s cheeks, thumbs stroking through his tear tracks carefully. “Come here, baby,” he smiled softly, while Felix continued fucking into him. The human leaned down over him for a kiss, but the alien turned his face and licked at the salty tears on his cheeks. 

Felix whimpered at the action, feeling like he was being tasted and prepared to be eaten. God, he loved it when Chan pretended he wanted to devour him. Felix giggled through his tears when Chan kissed his freshly licked cheek. 

“You taste good, mommy,” Chan told him with a cheeky smirk, which made Felix lose his concentration. 

The human started to giggle uncontrollably, “I’m sorry, I can’t have you call me mommy when I’m crying. Put a pin in that one, and maybe we can revisit it in a different context.” He felt his tears drying up finally. “Let me just fuck you like you deserve, okay?”

Chan laughed and nodded in agreement. “Okay. I just want to be close to you.” 

Felix was careful and slow with his thrusts, kissing and sucking on Chan’s neck softly. He left little purple flowers on his skin while he fucked into the alien languidly, careful of his own stomach. Even though the eggs were firmly attached until they decided they wanted to come out, Felix would rather not take chances with his clutch. He did his best to protect them. 

Felix’s pace was interrupted by a slick tentacle brushing past his hole. He gasped, releasing Chan’s skin with a quiet pop. “W-what are you doing?” A mild panic flooded his veins at first, taken off guard. 

Chan shushed him carefully, “it’s okay, Lix. I won’t disturb the eggs. I just want to play with you, too. I’m sorry, I should have asked first.”

Felix gulped, “is it safe?”

Chan smiled softly, “I won’t go deep. Don’t worry, I don’t want to hurt them either, so I’ll be careful.”

The human nodded, “I trust you.”

He went back to kissing Chan’s skin and fucking into him gently, while the tendril at his hole slowly breached the ring of muscles. He rutted back on it slightly when it passed over his prostate. 

“Fuck,” Felix panted. “It’ll be a full year before you can properly fuck me again. I already miss it a lot. What are we going to do during mating season?”

Chan laughed lightly, “I haven’t thought about it. I can’t deposit my eggs in you— you’ll be too full.” He pouted at the end, breathing a bit heavy. Felix could feel the muscles spasming around him, so he knew his lover was getting close. He took Chan’s cock in one hand, finally giving it some needed attention. 

“Fuck, you know just how to make me feel good, huh?” Chan praised him with a grin. “It’ll be three years since we met when the babies are born— a little more than that.”

Felix hummed happily. “Since I’m pregnant, maybe we can arrange something for your mating cycle. What if we find you another partner to lay eggs in? Just so you’re not in pain…” he brushed his free hand over Chan’s cheek. 

The alien shook his head, “I’ll be fine alone. As long as you hold my hand through it, I’ll be okay. I don’t need anything or anyone else. All of my eggs are yours.”

The human was unconvinced, but he relented for the time being. “Fine, I’ll just make love to you now, and worry about the rest later.”

When Felix stopped talking and focused all of his attention on Chan’s body, it was easy to make the older man squirm. He kissed up and down his neck, leaving bruises in his wake. He rolled his hips just right every time—even pregnant with a bit of a baby bump in the way, he was still skilled with his hips. Chan quickly became a gasping mess on top of the sheets, the tip of his cock unfurling in preparation and leaking familiar fluids. When Felix felt the egg bulging Chan’s shaft, he groaned against the skin beneath his lips. 

“Gonna cum for me?” Felix coaxed his lover. 

Chan nodded, “feels so good.”

With a weak moan, which turned into a whine at the end, the egg plopped out onto Chan’s stomach. Felix was getting close, so he picked up his speed a bit, wanting to get Chan there first. The alien moaned loudly when he came, nearly a scream as glittery clear fluid shot up his chest and hit his chin. 

“Fuck, fu- huh- fuck!” Chan’s body was trembling with pleasure. His feet hooked behind Felix’s hips, and he started babbling, “inside. Finish inside.”

Felix couldn’t hold it back anymore. With the alien’s quiet plea, Felix’s orgasm crashed over him, pushing hard into Chan’s ass and emptying his load with a deep shuddering sigh. 

“Good… good boy,” Felix praised tiredly. 

Chan hummed as his body relaxed. His hands came up to stroke his and Felix’s tummies in a soothing gesture. The clicking in his throat announced his contentment when the human curled into his side to rest. Chan’s tentacle slipped out of Felix and back into its pouch. 

“I love you,” Chan told him with a kiss to his forehead. 

Felix hummed. “I love you, too.”

—o—

After a few more months, Felix was getting bigger and growing more excited and content by the day. He sat at the dining table with his laptop and a couple of textbooks spread on the surface. His notebook sat in front of him covered in notes, and his pen was stuck between his teeth as his eyes sleepily focused on the screen. Chan came out of the bathroom after his shower to find that Felix wasn’t waiting for him in bed, and assuming that the human had gone to watch tv, he walked out into the living space. 

“Lix?” He asked when he stumbled upon his fiancé hunched over the table and tiredly taking notes. “What are you doing?”

“Studying,” the human hummed.

“Baby…” Chan tried, placing a gentle hand on Felix’s shoulder. “Let’s go to bed. You’re tired, and you’ll make your back hurt sitting like that.”

Felix frowned, “my back always hurts now. I need to study.”

Chan sighed, “come on, I know it’s important to you to finish your doctorate, but it won’t do any good if you don’t sleep. Think of the babies, too. They need you to be well rested.”

Felix finally looked up at him, and he put the pen down on his notebook. He looked sad, placing a hand on his swollen tummy. 

“Are you overworking yourself?” Chan softly prodded when Felix didn’t move from his seat. 

The human teared up a bit, nodding honestly. “I’m so— I just want to be done…” 

Chan frowned, kneeling on the floor beside Felix’s chair. “With what, sweetheart?”

Felix sniffled, wiping the frustrated tears away while he clarified, “with school. I just want to be able to focus on helping other people have their babies again. I want to get into my field. I want to get this whole thing over with so I can start helping people again!”

Chan’s hands came up to hold Felix’s belly. A few of his tentacles slithered out to comfortingly wrap around Felix’s wrists and ankles loosely, massaging the joints. “You must miss being a surrogate incubator, huh?” The alien asked softly, “I’m sorry. I know you want to help others have their babies, but you need to help yourself right now. I’m not saying stop—just slow down a bit.” He pressed a kiss to Felix’s nearly full grown baby bump, finishing off with a mumbled question. “What about our babies?”

Felix’s bottom lip trembled. He paused, looked at his computer, then back down at Chan, who still had his lips pressed to Felix’s belly with his eyes closed. The human sighed— of course, he was being stubborn. He knew Chan was right. 

“I’m sorry,” Felix muttered, moving one hand to pet through Chan’s dark curls. The alien looked up at him hopefully, and Felix craned his neck to kiss his forehead. “You’re right, Channie. Let’s go to bed. I’ll try not to push myself too hard anymore.”

Chan sighed from relief. “Good, okay, yeah— let’s go to sleep.”

As soon as they got to the bedroom, Chan’s clicking started in his throat, and he couldn’t stop it from getting louder as they climbed into bed together, Felix’s back pressed to Chan’s chest as they cuddled. His hand found its way under Felix’s t-shirt to protectively hold his babies, followed by a tentacle to curl around the bump. 

“How much longer?” Chan asked Felix quietly, knowing full well how much longer their babies would take—he just needed to remind Felix. 

Felix chuckled lightly, “four months.”

“Mhmm,” Chan hummed, kissing the human’s temple. “Four more months. Then we get to hold our babies.”

“I’m so excited to meet them,” Felix told him. 

Chan clicked happily in Felix’s ear. “Is it everything you hoped for? Carrying my eggs?”

The younger man hummed, thinking of how to answer. “I do enjoy it. Part of me wants to keep them inside forever, but I also want to meet them so badly. I want to hold them.” Felix sighed, beginning to ramble, “I’ve never seen a baby of your species either, like, other than your baby pictures. You look so much like your dad. I kind of wonder what they’ll get from me—if they get anything at all.”

“They will,” Chan assured him. “For example, I have my mother’s eyes. Our babies could have your freckles, your hair color, your smile…” he listed the things softly, trying to reassure his fiancé. “There’s always one or two things they get from their human parents, so don’t worry.”

It worked. Felix hummed happily, “well, then I’m extra excited to meet them.”

—o—

They’d agreed to do their birthing at home together, with Chan’s parents waiting patiently in the living room in case help was needed. His mother’s nursing experience and his parents’ combined knowledge of these types of egg births were very welcome. Even for humans, the risk was low when it came to Chan’s species, but it never hurt to be prepared just in case. 

The two of them were half submerged in the tub, filled with warm water because Chan’s species is amphibious as hatchlings. Felix’s back was pressed to Chan’s chest with Chan’s hands rubbing gentle circles over Felix’s belly. He had a tentacle working his fiancé open to prepare him for the eggs to pass through. Felix smiled and giggled whenever one of the eggs twitched with life, and now it seemed they were ready to be released. Once Chan was satisfied with Felix’s amount of stretch, he removed his appendage and whispered to Felix that he was ready. 

“Are you ready?” Chan asked him, gripping onto one of the human’s small hands. “It’s time, baby.”

Felix nodded, sighing as he relaxed and started pushing against the wriggling eggs. “Come on, babies,” he mumbled to himself as he began to push the three orbs out. 

With a lot of effort, one by one, the blackish eggs dropped into the bottom of the tub. Felix sighed with relief when the last egg was out, and Chan kissed his human’s cheek repeatedly to comfort him. 

“Good job, sweetheart,” he mumbled quickly, “you did so good. So good. Look how big they are. You did so well.” Chan carefully eyed the eggs that wiggled at the bottom of the porcelain tub. 

Felix rested his head heavily against Chan’s shoulder with a long, deep exhale. “Are they okay, Channie?” 

The alien didn’t have to look at him to know Felix’s eyes were shut, rightfully exhausted from all of the exertion, but he nodded anyway. “They’re perfect. You did good keeping them safe,” Chan told him, stroking over his soft stomach with one hand. He watched the eggs twitch erratically for several more minutes before one of them finally cracked, releasing a little puff of inky, black goo into the bath water. “Felix, baby, look. One is hatching, Lix. You don’t wanna miss it, hm?” Chan coaxed the barely awake human to open his eyes. 

When a teeny-tiny, tentacled humanoid came swimming out of the black cloud, Felix cooed. “Hi, my baby,” he said sleepily.

Chan reached a hand out to guide the little one closer to Felix, and as soon as the baby latched onto the human’s stomach with little suction cup tendrils, Felix let loose a sob. Chan comforted him as best he could, while trying to hold his own tears back. A second cloud of dark goo signaled their next hatchling, and Chan repeated the motion to guide it toward Felix as well. It was easy that they attached themselves to Felix’s stomach so quickly. Soon, the third egg hatched and the tub was full of abyss-colored clouds, but neither of the parents cared—they had three new little ones sucking at Felix’s skin in search of food. 

Chan placed a tentacle around Felix’s chest, secreting a fragrant liquid, and the babies started to crawl their way up to lap up the nutritious fluids. Felix watched them happily, pleasantly observing them as they fed. Each one was no more than six inches, fully-stretched, from head to toe. Their little pink tendrils had tiny suction cups they would lose as they matured. Their appearances would likely change as they grew as well, even if only a little bit. 

Chan called for his mother once the hatchlings were done feeding, and she made her way into the bathroom to drain the tub and gather the babies carefully so Chan could towel both of them off and move Felix to their bedroom. He had to carry him most of the way, but he was happy to do so, placing him carefully on their shared bed. Chan’s mother sat on the edge of the bed next to Felix and looked each of the babies over carefully before placing them back onto Felix’s chest, where they fell asleep instantly. 

Once the third baby was nestled close to the others, she folded the towel and stood, her expression held in a pleased grin. “Three healthy little boys,” she announced, “Congratulations.”

Chan took his place on the other side of the bed, scooting as close to Felix as he could. “Thank you, mum.”

“Of course,” she hummed, leaning over to kiss Chan on his forehead, then Felix. “Rest up boys. We will be in the guest room if you need anything at all. Just give us a shout.” 

With that, she left the room. 

Felix grinned, eyes closed, and sighed dreamily. “I love them so much.”

Chan clicked wildly in his chest, gently brushing his fingers over the backs of his babies and watching their tentacles sluggishly grab onto his digits. “Me, too. They’re so perfect. You did good.” 

He placed a kiss on Felix's shoulder. They were both still naked, not that it mattered to either of them— or Chan’s mom for that matter. The babies were the stars of the evening. 

“We did do good, huh?” Felix hummed, his deep voice resonating in his chest. There was a high pitched chorus of trills that sounded out in response. 

Chan cooed upon realizing, “baby, they’re chirping at you. They felt your voice through your chest, so they answered back.” His face was split in a dimpled grin as he watched Felix pout. 

“They’re so precious, oh my god,” the human lifted his head to look at his babies’ sleeping faces in the dimly lit bedroom. 

“I’m sure they recognize the sound of your voice, too. It’s such a low sound; it probably comforts them to hear you talk to them,” Chan told him, winding an arm around Felix’s waist, while a tentacle slithered up to cradle the newborns that slept soundly against their father. 

The human sniffled, which made his fiancé chuckle warmly. He reached a hand up to swipe a thumb through Felix’s fresh tears, bringing his wet digit to his own mouth to lick clean. 

Felix whimpered, “why am I crying?”

“Because you’re in love with our babies,” Chan told him easily, nuzzling his nose into Felix’s jaw with a smile. “It’s alright. Just feel it all. Love them.”

Felix sobbed a relieved breath. “I do. I love them so much.”

Chan hummed, leaning up on one elbow to look over the hatchlings closely. He reached over with a tentacle and flicked one of the bedside lamps on to see better. 

“What are you doing?” Felix groaned quietly, blinking against the light. 

Chan apologized quietly. “I just wanted to look at them now that they’re clean and dry. I know you were worried they wouldn’t look like you, so… I’m checking.”

Felix’s bottom lip quivered, looking up at his fiancé as if he hung the moon and stars in the sky with his own two hands. “That doesn’t matter,” the human sniffled again. 

Chan leaned over to give Felix a soft kiss, smiling as he pulled away to whisper, “it matters. I want them to look like you, too.” 

As the two just stared at each other for a breathless moment, Felix smiled, chuckling to himself. 

“You do have your mother’s eyes.”

Chan blushed fiercely at that, hiding away in Felix’s neck and clicking melodically in his chest. One of the babies stirred, clicking back in response, seeming to sleepily search for his father. Chan gasped quietly, reaching out to soothe the disturbed little one. 

“Oh, I’m sorry, little one,” he apologized quietly. 

“You should hold him,” Felix said softly, “if he keeps wiggling like that, he’ll wake his brothers. He wants you.” He smiled at his alien fiancé tenderly, expectantly. 

Chan’s eyes hesitantly flickered from Felix’s face to the baby seeking him out with his eyes closed, looking helpless and sleepy. Felix was right, of course, so Chan reached over carefully to scoop the baby up and place him on his own chest, where the hatchling latched onto his skin with his tentacles and nuzzled his face into his dad’s chest. A tiny trill of happy clicks sounded from the tiny humanoid creature before finally settling. 

Chan’s eyes welled up with stinging tears when his mind registered the warmth of the baby’s skin against his own. “Fuck, I love you so much,” Chan sniffled, smoothing his hand gently down the baby’s back. “I will never let anything hurt you.”

They laid like that for a while, pulling a blanket up to cover the five of them before Chan carefully gathered the babies up and put them all in a heated bassinet at the foot of their bed. They needed to rest after all of the excitement. 

“Goodnight, babies,” Felix told them from where he laid against his pillow, yawning sleepily. “Your daddies love you so much.”

Chan clicked quietly in agreement before rejoining Felix under the blanket. 

—o— 

“ Oh my god, they’re precious ,” Rachel cooed through the phone. She and Felix were video chatting so his family could see the hatchlings the next day. He aimed the camera at the squirming bundles in the bassinet. 

“ Aw, they’re so little! ” Olivia squealed. 

“ When can we meet them? ” Felix’s father asked, prompting Felix to turn the camera back to himself. 

“Chan and I were thinking of letting them rest and get settled for a week before we bring them out to see you guys,” Felix smiled, taking a seat on the foot of the bed. “We both took some time off of work to get them settled in and for us to bond with them.”

“ Oh, that’s perfect, ” his mother sighed happily. “ We can’t wait to see them. We’ll be able to hold them, right? ”

Felix chuckled, “as long as you don’t mind their little tentacles holding you back. They’ve got quite a grip.” He found out the next morning that they had left tiny speckles on his chest from the suction cups. 

“Of course not! They’re perfect,” Rachel cheered. 

“They haven’t fully woken up yet,” he sighed, looking down at the bassinet with fondness. He brushed his fingers over Jett’s back, making the tiny baby squirm at the warm touch. “They’re still really exhausted.”

“ I imagine you are too! Please, get some rest? ” His mother insisted softly. 

“Yeah, definitely,” Felix told her with a small nod. 

After their call ended, Chan’s mom softly knocked on the door, poking her head inside to check on Felix. Felix waved her in, and Chan and his father followed closely behind. Chan sat beside Felix on the bed as his parents looked over the sleeping babies piled in the middle of the heating pad. 

“Oh, good job, boys,” she told them with a grin. “They’re perfect.”

Chan’s dad nodded in agreement, “and I know they all look pretty similar right now, but within a few days, they’ll start to change. You’ll start to notice more unique features pop up.” He smiled up at Felix, “they’re still developing.”

“Channie told us you were worried about that,” Chan’s mother added. “Don’t be; they’ll have parts of you, too.”

Once both of Chan’s parents had the chance to hold the hatchlings, they deemed it time to go home. Chan called and ordered take out to be delivered for lunch since they were both exhausted still. Around dinner time, their doorbell rang while they were sitting on the couch feeding the babies. Felix got up to answer the door—a bit wobbly on his feet from his sore muscles, but he made it—while Chan kept feeding, allowing the little ones to lap up the nutritious fluid his tentacle secreted for them. 

“Hey, Lix,” Jisung greeted as soon as he laid eyes on his friend. “We figured you guys would be too tired to make dinner, and since we wanted to stop by and see the babies anyway, Minho thought it might be nice for us to cook for you. We can all have dinner together!”

Minho stood behind his human boyfriend and held up a plastic sack of groceries to illustrate Jisung’s statement. “Nothing fancy, just pasta,” he smiled softly. 

Felix gasped delightedly, “oh, you guys didn’t have to, but we really appreciate it. Come on in. Of course, you can see the babies— uh, well, Chan is feeding them, but you can hold them when he’s done.” 

He guided them further into the house, and Minho split off to put the groceries in the kitchen before rejoining them in the living room. Jisung leaned over the back of the couch to peer into Chan’s lap. 

“There’s my beautiful godchildren,” Jisung hummed, watching them suckle at Chan’s tentacle. “Three boys, right?”

Chan hummed, “yeah, Jasper, Jett, and Micah.” He smiled down at them, clicking happily, which all three babies returned. 

Jisung cooed when he heard the chorus of trills, “aww, it’s like they’re singing! Adorable. I love them.”

Over the next few days, all of their friends stopped by to greet the new babies. Chan’s parents would pop in or call to check on them once every few days since they lived nearby. They were settling into a rhythm of getting the babies to eat and sleep on a schedule. 

It was day four, when Felix got a good look at Micah’s face that he gasped, calling for Chan excitedly. The alien came running in from his office area down the hall. 

“Channie, look, he has freckles!” Felix told him, barely able to contain his enthusiasm, “Micah has my freckles!”

Chan leaned in close to the baby’s face, smiling at the faint brown speckles on his cheeks. “Look at that, he does, doesn’t he,” the alien mused. “You know, I thought about this yesterday, but I was looking at them, and I noticed that Jett kinda has your nose shape. I wasn’t entirely sure, but now I see it clearly. They’re starting to look like you.”

Felix giggled happily, placing a kiss on Chan's lips. “I love you so much.”

Chan grinned in response, “I love you more.”

“Impossible,” Felix shook his head with a bright smile, “but I’ll let you believe that for now.” He bent down slightly to pick up Jasper and get a closer look at the third baby’s face. 

“Jasper has your big eyes,” Chan spoke softly, hooking his chin over Felix’s shoulder to look down at the baby. “They’re kinda sharp and cat-like, but when he looks up at me, they’re big and warm.”

Felix hummed happily at the knowledge. “Our sweet boys.”

“Mhm,” Chan hummed back, clicking loudly. 

He hoped Jasper would answer, and to his delight the baby’s eyes fluttered open. With a yawn and a stretch of his tentacles, a tiny trill spilled forth from the baby. Both of the fathers cooed at the sweet child, and Felix snuggled him even closer to his chest. 

“I’m a bit relieved they won’t be perfectly identical,” Felix admitted, swaying side to side. 

Chan swayed with him, “me too. It would be hard to tell them apart otherwise. Especially when they’re so little. I’m sure their personalities will start to develop when they get a little older, too.”

Felix nodded happily, watching how Jasper’s tentacles wound around his larger fingers, pulling his father’s hand closer to him. The tiny hands reached out to grab him with a sleepy smile and eager cat-like eyes, just as Chan had described. When the older alien trilled happily at his baby again, all three of the younglings responded. 

Chan beamed a grin as bright as the sun at that, “I will never get tired of that.”

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The broodlings grew up fast. In the span of a few weeks, they’d tripled in size. In a year, they had lost their suction cups. In two years, they were able to do simple tasks with their tentacles, walk, and talk clearly. After three years, their control over their tentacles was almost mastered, as well as all of their other motor functions, and they were fairly emotionally aware. It felt like they were so advanced to only be three years old. Perhaps it was their alien lineage that made them so advanced, Felix often mused. He was also amazed with how they’d grown to look, in his opinion, like a perfect blend of him and his husband. He loved waking up on the weekends to the sound of all four of his aliens happily clicking together in the kitchen, while Chan cooked breakfast. Chan loved it too and still took the opportunity to chirp at them whenever he got the chance, just to hear their answering trills. 

Felix entered the kitchen one bright and shiny Saturday morning, finding the triplets sitting around the table and chattering away about which cartoon characters could beat each other up. He smiled and ruffled Jett’s curly brown hair as he passed, placing a kiss to Micah’s freckled forehead. “Good morning, boys,” he hummed happily, pinching Jasper’s dimpled cheek. 

“Good morning, Daddy Lix,” they chorused. The boys had picked up the habit of calling their dads by their names to differentiate them, having overheard the two men calling each other by name. 

Chan looked up from the pancakes he was making on the stove. “Morning, Lix,” he blew his human a kiss.  

Felix pretended to catch it and place it on his lips with a grin. “Morning, Channie. Breakfast smells good,” he told him, taking a seat at the bar top to watch his man cook. 

Chang grinned, “thank you, love.”

They’d settled into a routine as a family. Chan and Felix had fairly consistent schedules for their jobs, which made it easy to plan family time, usually happening on the weekends. During the week, Chan’s family or their friends would offer to babysit while the two men had to work. Once a month, they would take weekend trips to Felix’s parents’ house so they could see the boys, too. The support system Chan and Felix had made everything about having three kids so much simpler. Safe to say, they loved this life of theirs. 

Felix turned around to his kids, “how are my little broodlings this morning?”

“Bored,” Micah chimed in quickly. “Can we go visit with Uncle Sungie today? I want to go swimming.”

The other two boys cheered, begging ‘ please please please ’ and bouncing excitedly in their seats. Felix looked over at Chan, who was already watching his husband. Both shrugged, seemingly on the same page. 

“I’ll call Uncle Sungie after breakfast and see if it’s okay,” Felix told them with a nod, more cheers erupting from the kitchen table. 

—o— 

“Alright, boys, remember to be on your best behavior at Uncle Sungie and Uncle Lino’s house, okay?” Chan told the triplets before pulling into the driveway, not that he really needed to. They were good boys and behaved well most of the time. Apparently one of the pluses of Chan’s species is that they were gentle and mild mannered by nature. “We don’t want them to say we can never swim in their pool again.”

“Yes, sir,” the boys said back dutifully, making him grin. 

As soon as the door to the car opened, Jisung came bursting out of the front door of the house, screeching, “my babies!” He ran up to the car, unbuckling the nearest triplet, which happened to be Micah, from his seat and hugged him closely. 

The freckled alien wrapped his arms around Jisung’s neck and giggled wildly. “Uncle Sungie!”

Chan and Felix helped the other two boys out of their seats, watching them immediately run to mob Jisung’s legs. 

“There’s my favorite nephews,” a familiarly smooth voice called, but when they all looked up, a busty woman with long brown hair stepped outside. Chan and Felix’s jaws dropped, and Minho simply winked at them. 

“Uncle Lino?” Jasper gasped, “you look like a girl!” 

“Jasper!” Felix scolded. 

Minho grinned at the little aliens marveling at his sudden appearance change. “It’s okay, Felix. He’s not wrong. Come see me, Jas,” the succubus knelt down on the ground with his arms open wide. Jisung sat Micah down, and all three of the broodlings ran up to the demon for a hug. 

Jisung leaned closer to Felix and Chan with a grin, telling them quietly, “we think Minho might be pregnant because he’s stuck in that form.”

Felix’s eyes went wide, whispering, “he’s stuck?” 

Jisung bit his lip to hide a grin, nodding enthusiastically. 

“He’s pregnant?” Chan whispered. 

“We think so, we haven’t confirmed it with a doctor yet,” Jisung told them softly, visibly trying to hide his excitement and failing. “If he’s not, then we aren’t sure why he’s stuck as a woman, and that would be an entirely different issue.”

Felix hummed thoughtfully, “that’s interesting.”

“Yeah, we didn’t know that would happen,” Jisung giggled, “after some googling, we managed to figure out it’s just a weird side effect. Nothing is certain yet, but we have been trying, so wish us luck, I guess. We have an appointment on Wednesday.”

“I hope all goes well then,” Chan told the younger man genuinely, squeezing his bicep for emphasis. 

“Dads!” A smaller voice suddenly called out, “let’s go swim!” 

The three men smiled and started toward the house, following behind the little ones that held Auntie Lino’s hands as they escorted her inside. 

“Little gentlemen,” Felix noted with a smile. 

Chan chimed in, “we’re raising them right.” 

“They make Minho so happy, you know?” Jisung whispered to them with a smile. “He loves them a lot; we both do. Like they’re our own.”

Felix’s heart felt full as he spoke again, “that means so much to us, Ji.”

Jisung just nodded, walking a bit ahead to follow closer to Minho. Chan and Felix watched their friends walking together, sharing a happy smile as the boys toddled along beside them all the way to their pool. Jisung got in first, helping the boys in, followed by Chan, who immediately started swimming underwater. Jasper, ever the Chan imitator, followed behind him easily—their species is slightly amphibious, so they thrive in water just as well as they do on land. Felix sank down to his waist in the shallow end of the pool, while Minho just dangled her feet over the edge to dip her legs in. After a few hours of kiddie chicken fights and diving competitions, it was time for the boys to have lunch and take a nap, so Minho and Jisung let the triplets sleep in their extra bedroom after filling them up on ham sandwiches. It was a much needed nap if the fact that they were asleep as soon as they hit the pillows was any indication. 

The adults sat around the living room chatting about Minho’s current state, while the children weren’t around to hear them. 

“I’m pretty optimistic,” Jisung said happily. 

Minho rolled her eyes, “you are always optimistic… but I can’t lie, I am also hoping for good news.” She bit her cherry lips together excitedly. 

Felix grinned, “it’s crazy that you can’t change your form anymore though. It’s not permanent right?”

Minho chuckled, “no no, I can change back after the baby is born. According to the internet anyway.”

Felix noted how whenever Minho said the word baby , her fingers flexed over her stomach, where her hand rested. Felix smiled at the gesture. 

The conversation flowed easily after that, the four of them eventually going into discussion about work and what shows they’d all been watching recently. 

A tiny set of footprints could be heard padding down the hallway, and Chan turned to look over the back of the couch. “Hey, Jetti Spaghetti. Is naptime over already, bud?”

The three year old wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, letting out a sniffle and a quiet sob, and Chan practically climbed over the couch to get to him. He knelt down on the floor in front of the boy with a frown. 

“What’s the matter?” 

“Bad dream,” Jett sniffled. 

“Oh no! I’m sorry,” Chan pouted at him sympathetically. “Do you need a hug?” 

Jett nodded, and Chan quickly scooped him up for a snuggle. The little boy’s tentacles snaked out, wrapping around Chan’s shoulders tightly. Chan started to sway with him as he stood up, still holding the boy and muttering that it’s just a bad dream and that he’s safe. 

Felix grinned at the exchange, turning to Jisung and Minho and whispering, “isn’t he so good with them?”

Minho rolled her eyes fondly, and Jisung snickered. “Kinda sexy, right?” Jisung said sarcastically, “watching him go full dad mode?”

Minho rolled her eyes again, which only spurred Jisung on. “Babe, do you think I’m sexy when I play with the boys? Do you think I’ll be sexier when we have our kid?”

Minho threw her head back on the couch cushions in fond annoyance as Jisung prattled on. 

Felix tuned them out, looking up at Chan and Jett again, who had their foreheads pressed together and were talking very quietly. He assumed Jett was telling Chan all about the monsters in his dream, while his dad listened intently. He’s such a good father. 

He’d look so pretty with a baby in him , Felix thought, then paused when he realized what the thought was. He’d never had a thought like that before. Felix was always the one wanting to carry babies for as long as he can remember. It was one of the many, many reasons Chan was so perfect for him—he made it possible for Felix to carry babies. He shook his head slightly to clear the thought, he couldn’t get Chan pregnant, and his husband may not even want to be pregnant. Did Felix even want another baby? That was a conversation for later, he supposed. 

Felix was derailed from his train of thought when Chan walked over to the couch, still holding Jett. 

“It’s okay, buddy. You can sit with the grownups for a while,” Chan told him, flopping back down next to Felix. 

“Hey, Jett, wanna come sit with me?” Felix held his hands out for the toddler, who immediately crawled onto his human father’s lap. The boy tucked his head into Felix’s neck to hide, while the grownups continued their discussions. Eventually, the toddler fell back asleep, and Chan took him back to nap with his brothers. 

They ended up eating dinner there, too. Minho offered to cook for everyone, and Felix volunteered to make a dessert. Chan and Jisung continued playing in the pool with the triplets until dinner was almost ready, so they had time to dry off well. After eating, Chan and Felix loaded the children back into the car to go home. They were exhausted from playing in the water all day, so they were basically out from the moment they were strapped into their seats. 

When the car door was closed, Felix and Chan turned to hug their friends. 

“Good luck on Wednesday,” Felix told Minho, “I hope it’s good news, and of course, if you guys need anything, we’re a phone call away.”

Minho nodded, smiling sweetly at the human. “I’d hope so after all of the help we gave you guys,” she smirked. 

“Thanks for hanging out with us today,” Jisung told them. “I had a blast with the kiddos.”

Chan nodded, snaking an arm around Felix’s waist. “I think we all had a lot of fun. Thanks for having us.”

“Anytime,” Minho told them. 

The human/demon couple waved them off before going back into their own house as the car pulled out of the driveway. On the ride back home, Felix continuously looked in the backseat to make sure the boys were sleeping. 

Chan chuckled on the third check, “everything okay?”

Felix sighed, “yeah… I love our little family.”

“Me, too,” Chan hummed, clicking quietly in his throat. 

Felix bit his lip, “do you ever think about… maybe having one more?”

Chan’s eyes went wide at the question, then he chuckled nervously. “Uhm, yeah sometimes. Why do you ask?”

“Just— I don’t know, I—“ Felix didn’t quite know how to explain his feelings. He felt a warm hand on his thigh to calm his racing mind. He sighed, “I thought about it today, seeing you comforting Jett. It reminded me of when they were just hatchlings, how you would carry them around and talk to them all the time. They were literally stuck to you twenty-four seven.” Felix gave Chan a grin, which the alien returned. 

“I do miss that,” Chan admitted, continuing with, “but we have a perfect little bunch already, don’t we? I mean three is kind of… exactly what we wanted, right?”

Felix nodded, “yeah, three is a perfect number.”

They went silent for a solid minute. 

“Have you ever,” Felix paused to check the back seat again before turning around and continuing more quietly, “have you ever thought about carrying an egg?”

Chan giggled, before realizing that Felix was serious. “Oh, baby…” he sounded a bit mournful, “you know I can’t carry and fertilize my own eggs at the same time.”

Felix shook his head, “that’s not what I asked, Channie. Have you ever wanted to carry an egg?”

The alien’s eyebrows scrunched, “I’ve… considered it, yes.”

Felix just nodded and hummed cryptically. 

“When we got together, I kinda threw that idea out the window,” Chan admitted and shrugged. “I have the perfect incubator, so what do I need to incubate for? Anyway, you still haven’t told me what this is all about.”

Felix bit his lip nervously. 

“Lix, we’ve been together for like six years now and we have three kids. I think whatever it is that’s bothering you, it’s safe to say I will hear you out,” Chan reassured him, glancing over at the human in the passenger seat. 

Felix sighed, looking over his shoulder at the sleeping boys again. “I don't want to say anything with them in the car. I'll tell you when we get home.”

Chan nodded, dropping the topic for now. The ride was quiet after that, except the music coming through the speakers. Once they arrived home, they woke the boys to take a quick bath, brush their teeth, and get into their pajamas. After tucking all three of them into their beds, the couple went to the living room to finish their conversation from before. 

Chan and Felix sat next to each other on the couch with Felix’s legs draped across Chan’s lap. They both smiled at each other for a moment of comfortable silence until Chan spoke up. 

“Alright, so will you tell me what’s been on your mind?” The alien prompted softly. 

Felix cleared his throat, “I think I’m just in a weird mood today.”

Chan chuckled lightly. “Okay, so let me get into your head. What has been going on up there today? Don’t think I didn’t notice the odd glances you’ve been making toward me,” he smirked coyly. 

So Felix wasn’t as discreet as he thought. 

“Well… it started because of Minho possibly— you know?” Felix said, waving a hand vaguely through the air. 

Chan nodded, finishing Felix’s sentence for him with, “possibly being pregnant.”

“Yes,” the younger laughed at himself, “but then when you were comforting Jett, I had a weird thought.”

Chan waited expectantly for Felix to continue. 

“I know we talked briefly about how I can’t just…” Felix trailed off, looking down the hall to make sure the boys weren’t lurking around where they could hear. His voice lowered, “I can’t just make love to you like you do to me and make you pregnant. Your reproductive organs aren’t connected in such a way that it would work like that.”

“Felix,” Chan hummed fondly, “baby, what are you getting at?”

“When I looked at you earlier today, I thought, ‘I want to put a baby in him,’ and I swear I have never thought that before,” the human finally admitted what had been eating away at him all afternoon. “Well, maybe I have, but not seriously like I did today.”

Chan just smiled at how flushed Felix’s face had become. “Oh, really? You want to make me pregnant this time?” It was a little amusing considering the nature of their relationship being built initially on Felix’s kink for being full of eggs. 

The human nodded. “I do. Like, of course, I’ve thought about you being pregnant before, but most of the time it was just a passing curiosity. This time, it’s like I can’t stop thinking of you being big and pregnant like I was. I think I want you to have my baby.”

Chan frowned slightly. “Baby, I don’t think that would be possible.”

Felix nodded, “I know, but you asked. I told you what I’ve been thinking about.”

“You did, and I appreciate the communication,” the alien nodded back. He reached for one of his husband’s hands, bringing it to his mouth to kiss softly. “If you can find a way to make it happen, I’d gladly have your baby.”

Felix perked up, “do you mean that?”

Chan nodded again, “yes, I do. I’ve thought about it before, and I kind of like the idea.”

The human sat forward, “you remember that egg breeding is my area of expertise? It’s my job to make it possible for unlikely couples to hatch eggs together.”

“How can I forget? It’s like half of your life,” Chan rolled his eyes at his human. “I’m serious, if you can find a way to make it happen, I’m willing to try anything. I’d like to have another baby with you.”

Felix took it as a challenge.

—o— 

“You think this will work?” Chan panted heavily as Felix stroked his cock, trying to gently coax an egg out of him. 

Felix grinned, “it’s worth a try. After doing deeper research, I found a lot of studies. It worked with other alien species to make half-human hybrids. Your species is closer to humans in genetic makeup than a lot of those species they ran this test on.”

Felix had done lots of research over the span of two months. Whenever he had free time outside of work, he was either playing with the kids or looking at studies conducted on other egg laying species. Many of the studies failed, but some of the studies yielded positive results—specifically the species with humanoid characteristics. Some of the children that were spawned because of these studies had odd mutations that were not derived from either parent, such as an oddly pink shade of skin or a forked tongue, but surprisingly, none of the mutations recorded actually caused any health risks in the children long term. The closer to human that the alien parent was, the less oddities the studies saw. It was entirely possible that Chan and Felix could have a perfectly healthy child by this method. 

Chan tried to relax, just enjoying the sensation of being touched. It was exciting, though, to think that he might actually get to carry an egg that Felix fertilized. He didn’t think it would be possible, but… leave it to his curious little human to find a way. 

Felix was careful, practiced in touching the alien in just the right way. He trailed kisses and licks over the alien’s skin as he stroked his cock, until finally, a lump started moving up his shaft. The human felt a twinge of excitement stir his gut, catching the egg carefully as it popped out. He looked up at Chan with a smile, “are you ready?” 

Chan nodded, removing his own tentacle from his hole. “Yeah, go ahead. Put it in.”

Felix carefully pushed the egg through Chan’s loosened muscles, spread open enough that it entered him easily with the help of the added fluids. He pushed it inside as far as he could with his fingers, then removed them so Chan’s tendril could nudge it even further in and deposit more fluids. 

The human positioned himself between his husband’s legs, sighing shakily. “Okay, let’s give you a baby,” he smiled softly as he pushed inside. He was a bit nervous, they both were. They wanted this to work, but they knew if it didn’t, it wasn’t the end of the world. They still had their boys, and that was enough. 

Felix made love to his husband, kissing his neck and cheeks as he rolled his hips languidly. They weren’t in a particular hurry to finish, there was no reason to be. They wanted this to be somewhat special and not rushed, so Felix took his time. Eventually, the human did reach his limit, spilling his release into his husband and hopefully, fertilizing the egg. He stroked Chan’s cock until glittery fluid flowed out, covering his stomach in sparkles. 

The two laid there, a little sticky, a little sweaty, and with Felix still buried in Chan’s hole. They cuddled close to each other, sharing a kiss here and there, until an hour had passed. At that point, Chan finally requested that they clean up. Felix nodded, moving to go fill the tub. He wanted to have a bath with his husband, as had become their post-lovemaking ritual. 

Once the two of them were submerged in the warm water, with Chan between Felix’s legs and leaned back onto the human’s chest, Felix spoke up quietly. “Do you think it worked?” 

Chan smiled, running a hand over his own stomach, “I don’t know. I hope it did. If the egg was properly fertilized, it should have started attaching itself, and will be done attaching in twenty-four hours. It could take longer since it’s human sperm.” He hummed in thought, biting his lip, “I hope this works.”

“Hey,” Felix whispered, “it’s okay. Don’t worry. If it doesn’t work, that’s okay, too.” 

Chan adjusted his posture, feeling the plug in his hole shift slightly. They wanted to contain the fluids to give the egg plenty of opportunity for success. 

“You’re right,” Chan told him, “it’ll be fine.”

—o— 

They gave it a full week, and at the end of that week, Chan dropped the kids off at his parents’ house so he could go to Felix’s clinic for an appointment. Minho and Jisung had gotten word back from their doctor that the incubus was in fact with-child, and that knowledge stirred even more excitement in Chan and Felix. The other egg specialist at the clinic would be seeing Chan because she was familiar with Chan’s species, and Felix wanted to make sure someone else could confirm it. They felt comfortable with her because she had overseen Felix’s pregnancy with the triplets. 

Chan tapped his foot anxiously, until Felix entered the room, smiling at him and still wearing his scrubs. He was on the clock, but he set aside time in his schedule for Chan’s appointment. “Hey, baby,” the human greeted, leaning in to kiss Chan’s cheek. “How are you feeling today?”

The alien clicked happily now that his human was here. “Nervous— also excited, but mostly nervous.”

“It’s okay, Channie,” Felix pressed a kiss into Chan’s curls. “You’ll be seeing Doctor Kwon, remember? She’s the best—aside from myself, of course.”

The two of them shared a laugh, full of warmth. Finally, the other doctor arrived, knocking quietly before entering the room with a soft smile. 

“Hi, how are you guys today?” Doctor Kwon greeted cheerfully. “I hear we might be bringing a new addition to the Bang-Lee household, huh?”

Chan chuckled nervously, nodding as Felix rubbed his back. “We hope so,” he bit his lip. 

“Well, the good thing about your species,” she began, getting rubber gloves and putting them on, “is that all I really need to do to confirm a pregnancy is do a preliminary ultrasound. With that I can see if the egg has properly attached, how big it is, how far along it is—although I’m sure you already know this, and if not, Felix has told you all of this because he’s so thorough.” She laughed lightly. “If you have any adverse symptoms to a normal pregnancy for your species, we could run blood tests or do whatever we needed, but typically, your species is one of the most simple when it comes to eggs and babies and all that good stuff. Usually very safe, but again, I’m sure you already know that.”

Chan nodded with a small smile, “a reminder doesn’t hurt.”

She grinned, clapping her hands together, “shall we take a peek then?”

“Please,” Felix laughed. 

Chan laid out on the medical table, noting how odd it was to be where Felix was roughly four years ago with the triplets. He tugged his shirt up and pushed his jeans down just past where his pelvic tendrils would emerge from. Doctor Kwon put the cold jelly substance over his skin, spreading it around and then looking up at the screen. The room was quiet, Chan and Felix both held their breaths, clutching each other’s hand for support. Felix was shaking slightly, and Chan couldn’t blame him, stroking his thumb over the human’s knuckles to soothe him. 

Then, out of nowhere, Felix’s colleague grinned up at them, turning the screen for them to see.  She pointed to a round, white shape, and there was no mistaking that that was their egg. Her finger traced over a faint grey and white webbing along one side. “This little stringy part right here is where the egg has started attaching itself to the lining of your womb,” she grinned at Chan, who finally let out the breath he’d been holding. “That means this egg is a success! Congratulations!”

Chan could have cried; Felix did cry. The human grabbed Chan’s face, pressing kisses to the alien’s forehead repeatedly as tears seeped down his freckled cheeks. 

When they had calmed down a bit, Doctor Kwon cleared her throat, assuming a serious demeanor. “Now, this is an amazing feat, however, we are in uncharted waters here. I have no information on how this pregnancy will differ from a normal one for your species,” she looked Chan in the eye, and the alien nodded. “I am going to consider you at high risk, and have you come in for check ups twice a week for the first two months, just to monitor the egg’s growth and wellbeing. While I have high hopes for a smooth experience, I do want to be cautious and be prepared for anything. Once we determine that the egg is safe and sound, we can start to ease back a bit.” She gave them a reassuring smile, “this is really good news. So, before I let you get cleaned up, I’m going to look a little closer at the embryo.” 

—o— 

After the initial two months, Doctor Kwon confirmed that the egg was healthy, but it was growing more rapidly than their first clutch had. She concluded that one of two possibilities would most likely occur: (a) the egg would detach and need to hatch sooner, or (b) the egg would hatch at the expected time, but it would be much bigger than a normal egg of his species. The second option was far more daunting, but still, it was doable. 

They waited another month before telling their friends and families, who were all ecstatic. Minho and Jisung were four months along in their own pregnancy, and Jisung joked that they were having a race to see who’s baby comes first since Chan’s egg was growing so quickly. 

When they decided it was time to deliver the news to their boys, they sat them all down on the couch in a big cuddle pile. The two of them showered the boys with affectionate snuggles and basically buttered them up for the big news. 

“Hey, kiddos,” Felix gently called their attention. All three of their little faces turned toward their human father in interest. “Daddies have some big news to share with you guys.” Chan pulled Jett to sit on his lap, while Felix guided Jasper and Micah to cuddle into either of his sides. All three little broodlings looked up at Felix curiously, wide brown eyes sparkling with intrigue.  

“You boys are going to get a new sibling,” Felix told them, “because we are having another baby.”

Jasper sat up straight, small hands pressed against Felix’s chest for balance. “A baby?” 

Felix nodded happily, “that’s right, you guys are gonna be big brothers.”

Micah was the next to speak up, barely pressing his tiny hand into Felix’s stomach, “there’s a baby in your tummy?”

Felix melted at the timid tone in his son’s voice. He pulled the freckled boy into a hug, kissing the top of his head. “Not exactly,” he chuckled, “I know we told you boys you came from eggs in my belly, which you did, but this baby is in an egg in Daddy Channie’s belly.”

Jett seemed to startle and move away from Chan a bit to stare bewildered at his tummy as if he could see the egg within. “So Daddy Channie has a baby egg?” 

Chan clicked happily at the response, nodding and humming, “mhm, that’s right.”

The three of them shared a look at each other and then turned their gazes toward their alien father. “Just one baby?” Jasper asked hesitantly. 

Chan nodded again, a small serene smile on his lips. “Just one.”

“We wanted to tell you guys and let you know that if you have any questions, you can ask them now,” Felix told them patiently, “or if you come up with questions later, we can answer those, too.”

Jett perked up, “how can both of you have babies? I thought only Daddy Lix can have a baby.” 

“Well… we thought so, too,” Felix gave him a small smile. “I can’t make eggs because I’m a human, but Daddy Chan does. It’s a little complicated.”

“So you guys were made from my eggs that I put in Daddy Lix’s tummy,” Chan added, taking over the explanation. He placed his hand on his belly, “and this baby is one of my eggs that Daddy Lix put in my tummy.” 

Jett nodded silently, seeming to be soaking up the information. Chan smiled and hugged the little one to his chest. 

“It’s okay if you guys don’t understand everything right now,” Felix told them, and they all nodded. 

“Is this baby going to be like us?” Micah asked next. 

Felix glanced at Chan, then back at their son. “We don’t really know yet. They might be a little different.”

“They might even be more like Daddy Lix. You guys are a lot like me, but that doesn’t mean this baby will be,” Chan shrugged, patting Jett and Jasper on the head. 

Felix kissed Micah’s forehead, “but that’s okay because we are going to love them the same either way, right?”

The boys all nodded, making both of their fathers grin and look at each other with pride. Felix scooped Jasper and Micah into a tight hug, while Chan did the same to Jett. 

“We really love you boys a lot. You know that, right?” Felix asked softly, mumbling into Jasper's hair. 

They all returned the hugs, nodding against their dads’ chests. “Love you, too,” they chorused, followed by four aliens making happy little clicks. 

—o—

Chan’s belly got bigger steadily and more quickly than Felix had. At five months, Felix couldn’t keep his hands off of Chan’s stomach. Whenever they had nights together when the kids were being babysat, Felix would cuddle up behind his husband and stroke his palms over the small bump in Chan’s stomach. 

“I love you,” Felix whispered against Chan's neck, pressing kisses to his skin. 

“I know,” Chan giggled quietly, reaching up to stroke his fingers through Felix’s hair and lightly scratching his scalp. “I love you, too.”

Felix basked in the happy clicks that followed. “How much longer do you think it will be?”

Chan chuckled, humming in thought, “I don’t know. This egg is growing at a rate closer to a human baby. Maybe we only have a few more months.”

Felix nodded, “I hope so. I’d be lying if I said I’m not a little nervous about the growth rate of this egg.”

Chan turned around in Felix’s arms to look at him. “What do you mean?”

Felix frowned, “I don’t want to scare you… I’m just concerned that the egg will be too big for you to push out, or the baby growing too fast will cause birth defects. Then if something goes wrong with either one of you, it would be my fault because that didn’t happen with the triplets, and my DNA being added is the biggest reason that could be—“ 

Chan kissed him to stop his babbling, “don’t worry about that.”

“How can I not? I don’t want to be the reason you get hurt,” Felix frowned deeply, “or that our baby gets hurt.”

Chan just smiled at him fondly, massaging his scalp with his fingers, “first of all, you didn’t know that rapid growth would be a side effect. Second, we don’t know if or how this baby will be affected by the rapid growth rate or even mutated from our combined DNA. We should talk to our doctor about it if you’re that worried.” Tentacles slipped out from under the alien’s shirt, wrapping around the human in a cocoon-like hold. Felix sighed, feeling relaxed as he was practically swaddled, pressed against his husband in a close cuddle. Chan’s smile widened. “All we can do is wait, and ask our doctor for her opinion. Either way, I’m happy, and I feel good about this.” He stroked a hand over his own tummy lovingly. 

Felix nodded, reaching a hand over to stroke his husband’s belly. “Me too. Despite my concerns, I’m really happy, I promise.”

—o— 

After another two months, Chan and Felix found themselves taking the boys over to Jisung and Minho’s house to have a rare movie night with all of their friends. The boys had chosen to watch a Ninja Turtles cartoon, which was fine with the adults because Ninja Turtles are cool. While the three boys sat on the floor, sharing a blanket and eating popcorn out of a big bowl, Changbin, Hyunjin, Seungmin, and Jeongin sat on the couch. Jisung, Minho, Chan and Felix snuck off to the kitchen to talk and grab more snacks, but they took their time. 

“How much longer do you have?” Felix asked Minho, carefully feeling the succubus’ round belly. 

Minho smiled and shrugged, “any day now.”

“Oh, we’ve been meaning to ask, will you guys be the godparents?” Jisung asked suddenly, stuffing a few kernels of popcorn in his mouth. 

Felix gasped, and Chan rubbed his back with a giggle. The freckled human whisper-yelled, fake crying, “of course, we will.”

“Alright, cool it with the dramatics,” Chan chuckled. 

Felix grinned, “he doesn’t have sisters for me to fight to the death so…” 

Jisung snorted, tossing a piece of popcorn at him. “And of course, we will godparent all four of yours and any you have in the future.”

“Oh gosh,” Felix muttered, looking at Chan, “I don’t know if we will have another after this one.”

“I wouldn’t mind it but four kids is gonna be a lot,” Chan shrugged. 

Felix nodded with a small frown, “then again, we did say we only wanted three to begin with.”

“Five is also a good number,” Chan said suggestively, a thoughtful purse to his lips. “You’re carrying it though.” 

Felix giggled, leaning over to kiss Chan’s cheek. “Are you tired of carrying my baby already?” 

“Your baby is heavy,” Chan said teasingly, rubbing his hands over his rounded belly. 

“I carried three of yours for a whole year,” Felix reminded him. 

Chan was having a hard time holding in his laughter. “This one is bigger.”

“There were three of them,” Felix emphasized jokingly, patting Chan’s belly. 

The bump was almost as big as Felix’s was at seven months along, and the human silently hoped it would soon hit the point where the growth rate plateaued and just developed like the others did. He didn’t want Chan to get hurt by delivering an abnormally large egg. 

“I think we’re about even, and I know how much you love my eggs,” Chan grinned, pressing a kiss to Felix’s lips. “Somehow, I don’t think you’d mind carrying another egg.”

Felix just made a sassy face, giving him an eye roll, because he’s right. He wouldn’t mind; he did love Chan’s eggs and he loved having them inside him. 

“Gross,” Minho muttered with a sarcastic frown, breaking the couple from their moment. 

Jisung chuckled, wrapping his arms around his demon from behind and caressing over her stomach softly. He changed the subject back, “I think we are gonna stop at one. As much as I like having a beautiful pregnant wife running around the house, I like having him in his preferred form more.” 

Minho just smiled, reaching up to rub Jisung’s cheek where he rested his chin on the demon’s shoulder. 

“We thought we’d stop with the triplets,” Chan pointed out with a smile, his hand caressing the bump under his t-shirt. 

“I don't know, I think this one really will be it for us,” Minho sighed, “I love my baby, but I don’t like having sore ankles and being too big to see my sore ankles.” 

“Relatable,” Chan huffed a small pout. 

Felix hummed, “I didn't have a lot of those symptoms. I mean, my back hurt a lot, but that was because they were so heavy. I’m sure every pregnant person goes through that.” 

Minho nodded, “yeah, well, I’m ready to not go through it anymore.” She grabbed a bowl of popcorn and waddled back into the living room with a dramatic groan for Jeongin to move out of her seat. The other three followed behind with more popcorn and settled into the couch among the others as well. 

Felix grinned softly as he watched Jett, who had just noticed Minho’s return, wordlessly stand up from his seat on the floor, walk over to where Minho was sitting on the couch, and climb up beside her. He leaned up to whisper something in her ear with his hands cupped around his mouth like a well-kept secret. After Minho nodded, his little ear came down to rest on the baby bump, and his small hand stroked over it soothingly. Minho looked to the other men in the room, who were all silently watching and grinning softly at the boy. Jett looked like he was almost asleep, putting himself into a calm state by giving attention to Minho’s baby. 

“Daddy?” Chan heard a small whisper from in front of him and felt a tap on his knee. 

He turned to see Micah standing in front of him and grinned, whispering back, “what is it, Mikey?” 

“Can I pet our egg?” He asked quietly, tiny fingers picking at his lips nervously. 

“Of course,” Chan nodded, helping the boy onto the couch, who assumed a similar position to how Jett was sitting with Minho. Micah’s tiny hand began to pet softly over Chan’s stomach, eyes trained back on the movie that was playing. Chan looked over at Felix with a quivering pout. It was just too sweet to handle. 

Felix smiled and turned to look at their remaining son, still sitting on the floor alone. He was slumped slightly, watching the movie, but looking seconds away from falling asleep. 

Hyunjin seemed to notice the same thing. “Hey, Jasper,” he called out softly, to which the boy sat up straighter and turned to him. “Come sit with Jinnie, hm?” The dragon hybrid opened his arms invitingly, and it didn’t take long for Jasper to be snuggled up in Hyunjin’s lap, the hybrid’s tail curling protectively around him. 

Their patchwork family was always kind of big, but it was getting bigger still, Felix thought to himself. 

—o—

“Daddy Lix,” Micah called out to him randomly at the dinner table, “I have a question.”

“Okay, Mikey. What is it?” Felix turned to him, ready to attempt to answer any question the boy would throw at him. 

“If humans can’t make eggs, how do they have babies?” 

Felix’s eyes widened, glancing at Chan across the table. The alien had his head ducked, but Felix could see the amusement he was trying to hide. 

“Um, well,” he started, clearing his throat as he turned back to the little freckled alien, “it’s not entirely different from how Daddy and I have babies. Human females do make eggs, but it’s not the same kind of egg. Human males have to have a female to make babies from the eggs, though. When a human male and a human female fertilize the female’s eggs together, they make a baby. Just like us.” He gestured between himself and his husband. 

Micah let out an ohhh sound. “Is that why Uncle Lino is a girl now?”

Felix’s mouth opened and shut with no answer escaping. He looked at Chan for a second, trying to get him to help, but he looked just as puzzled. “I guess that could be right,” Felix finally said with a shrug. 

“I mean, I’d hate to be one of those parents that says it’s magic,” Chan added, “but since Uncle Lino is a demon, it might actually be magic.” 

Felix shrugged, “maybe that’s a question for Uncle Lino.” 

“When is Uncle Lino’s baby going to come out?” Jett asked suddenly. 

Felix hummed, “soon probably.”

“Then when is our baby going to come out?” Jasper added. 

Felix felt dizzy from how fast he whipped his head toward the boy. His eyes traveled to Chan next, frowning because he didn’t have a good answer to give him. “I— uhm… we don’t know,” he looked back at Jasper with a weak smile, “yet. Hopefully not long after Uncle Lino and Uncle Sungie have their baby.” He reached a hand up to brush a piece of Jasper’s hair out of his big brown eyes. “We just have to be patient. You guys were in my belly for a whole year before you were ready to come out.”

The three boys frowned a bit at the response, but Jasper nodded. The conversation was dropped from there, and the rest of dinner was oddly quiet. 

After bathing the boys and putting them to bed, Felix snuggled into Chan’s side on the couch with a movie playing in the background. The human cried quietly into Chan’s neck so he didn’t wake the boys. 

“I hate not having answers for them,” Felix whispered, “I told them we would answer any questions they have, but I can’t even tell them when the baby will be born.”

“At least they’re asking questions,” Chan pointed out. “They trust us to be honest with them. I think you did really well trying to answer them. I didn’t know what to say, but you tried. I think telling them you don’t know is better than lying to them.”

Felix nodded, hiccuping a quiet sob before speaking again. “I don't want to lie to them and give them fake answers. I just don’t like not having any answers myself. I want to be able to tell them what they want to know.”

“I know, sunshine,” Chan shushed him quietly, stroking his fingers through Felix’s hair. 

“Why is Daddy crying?” A small voice came from behind the couch. 

Felix startled hard, and Chan turned quickly to look at the source of the sound. Jasper stood in the opening of the hallway, watching Chan and Felix with sleepy eyes. Felix quickly wiped his face so there were no tears on his cheeks, sitting up and away from Chan, who moved quickly to tend to the young boy. 

“I’m sorry, Jas. Did we wake you up?” Chan cooed at him, beckoning him over to sit on his lap. 

The boy toddled over and crawled carefully onto the couch to sit with Chan, being mindful of his belly. He shook his head, “I can’t sleep. Why is Daddy Lix crying?” He repeated his question. 

Chan frowned. “He’s just frustrated right now.”

They’ve always promised to be honest with their boys, and teaching them to be honest with their own feelings meant that Felix and Chan didn’t hide what they were feeling from their boys either. 

“Because of me?” Jasper asked innocently. 

“Oh, baby, no,” Felix frowned, a few more tears falling down his face. “No, it’s not your fault. Why would you think that?”

“I asked a question that made you sad,” Jasper told him with a shrug. “Didn’t I?” He looked between his fathers. 

Felix shook his head quickly, reaching to scoop Jasper off of Chan’s lap and into a hug. The boy returned it eagerly. “No, you didn’t make me sad. I love when you guys ask questions. I’m just frustrated with myself because I couldn’t give you a good answer.”

Jasper pulled back from the hug, placing his hands on Felix’s chest to look him in the eye. “It’s okay if you don’t know everything, Daddy.”

Felix lost any composure he had left, smiling at his son, while fresh tears flowed down his cheeks. He pulled him into another hug, kissing Jasper’s cheek repeatedly as the boy giggled. “You are the sweetest, oh my gosh,” Felix cooed, deep voice shaky with emotions. “I have such good sons. I love you so much, Jas.” He continued showering the boy with kisses until Jasper was giggling hysterically and pleading for Chan to save him. 

“Alright, Lix, that’s enough. You’re riling him up,” Chan chuckled, “it’s bedtime. He’ll never get to sleep if you keep making him so hyped up.” The alien reached out for the boy, who was finally able to wiggle free of Felix’s affectionate attack. “Tell Daddy Lixie goodnight, Jasper.”

The boy rested his head on Chan’s shoulder as the man stood from the couch. Jasper waved a tiny hand at Felix, mumbling, “night, Daddy. Love you.” 

“Goodnight, sweetheart. I love you,” Felix told him, wiping his face with a genuine smile. He blew the small boy a kiss as he was carried back to the boys’ room. 

—o—

Minho had scared the triplets out of their wits when she had gone into labor. A sudden yelp halted the cookies they were all making with Felix, who quickly helped the succubus into a chair. The three little boys ran off in a panic to find Chan and Jisung, who came quickly from where they were hanging out on the back porch. Chan was a bit slower because of his size, but he still wasn’t far behind Jisung, who was immediately kneeling on the floor in front of his husband. 

“Are you okay, my baby?” The human worried over her, grabbing her hands. 

Minho nodded and after a moment of breathing deeply, she sighed. “I’m fine, but I think that was a contraction.”

The color seemed to drain from Jisung’s face. 

Chan felt a tug on one of his hands, and his mind was torn away from the commotion. He smiled down at his boys, guiding them into an extra bedroom so they were able to calm down. He sat down on the bed with all of them, patting their heads and assuring them that Uncle Lino was okay. “It’s a little scary, huh?” He asked them softly. 

They all nodded. 

“I thought Uncle Lino was hurt,” Jasper said sheepishly. 

Chan pouted sympathetically. “It might hurt a little, but it just means that Uncle Lino’s baby is going to come out really soon.” He cupped a hand over Jasper’s cheek softly. 

The boys seemed to light up a little at that, but then Jett frowned suddenly. “Will it hurt you when our baby comes out?”

Chan mimicked his frown sympathetically, “probably, but it’s okay. It’ll be worth it for Daddy to go through that kind of pain.” The boys didn’t seem convinced, so Chan herded them all into a hug with a little giggle. “It’s okay, I promise. I’ll be okay.”

Just then, Felix poked his head into the room. “There you guys are,” he smiled upon seeing them. 

“Hey, Lix. What’s going on out there?” Chan asked curiously. 

Felix stepped fully into the room. “Well,” he sighed, moving to kneel on the floor in front of Chan, “Jisung is going to take Minho to the hospital, so he’s in their room getting the baby bag together. Minho is resting in the kitchen. I’m going to clean the kitchen and pack up our cookie dough, so we can finish our cookies at home.”

The boys looked worried at the mention of the hospital, but Felix continued. 

“They probably won’t be back tonight, so I think we should take the boys home,” Felix suggested. 

Chan nodded. “I think that’s a good idea.” 

Felix turned to the boys next. “I think you guys should go give Uncle Lino lots of hugs and kisses before she goes to the hospital. Then, when the baby comes out, we can visit them, okay?” 

They all nodded, hopping down from the bed and running out of the room. 

“I’ll go start cleaning up,” Felix said with a small smile. 

“I’ll make sure Jisung isn’t in a panic,” Chan added. 

It wasn’t until the next evening that Felix got a call from Jisung, who sounded exhausted, informing him that Minho had safely delivered their baby girl and was now resting. “You guys are welcome to come by anytime starting tomorrow to see her,” Jisung said and then paused. “She’s beautiful, Lix.”

“Chan and I will just bring the boys to your house once you guys are released if that’s okay. The boys have been begging me to call you, but I think having three of them in the hospital room is just too much,” Felix told him, “but Chan and I are absolutely going to come see her ourselves tomorrow. We’ll bring you food.”

Jisung sighed gratefully into the phone. “Thank you. This hospital food is not great.” 

“Of course, Ji,” Felix chuckled, “get some rest.”

The call ended, and Felix made his way into the living room, where Chan was sitting on the couch with the boys all cuddled around him. Felix smiled at the sight of two of his boys resting their ears against Chan’s belly like a pillow while the third cuddled up to the pile. They’d made a habit of “listening to the egg” whenever they had tv time. 

Felix hated to interrupt such a cute moment, but he figured they would want to know. “I just got off the phone with Uncle Sungie,” he said, pulling Jasper into his lap as he sat down with them, “he said the baby and Uncle Lino are both safe and sound.”

Micah gasped, sitting up from laying on Chan, “can we go see them?” 

Felix grinned, “not tonight. They’re still in the hospital, and they’re resting. As soon as they get home, we will take you guys to see them. Daddy Channie and I are going to see them tomorrow, so we’ll take lots and lots of pictures of her to show you guys.”

“The baby is a girl?” Jasper asked. 

Felix nodded, grinning widely. “Yep, and Uncle Sungie says she’s very pretty.”

Chan clicked happily in his chest, thinking of their own baby soon to arrive. He stroked a hand over his belly bump, smiling widely at Felix across the couch. The egg had slowed its growth, but it was still bigger than the triplets had been. Felix decided not to worry about it for now and just enjoy how much Chan glowed. They all quickly settled back in to finish what they were watching, cuddling up on the couch until the boys began to yawn. 

The next morning, Chan and Felix got the boys up and dressed, gave them breakfast, and took them to Chan’s parents’ house for the day. They had an appointment with their specialist about monitoring the egg, and then they had promised to bring Jisung and Minho lunch if they were up for it. 

At their appointment, Doctor Kwon took an ultrasound, noticing that the embryo was normal despite the rapid growth in the beginning of the pregnancy. “I don't think this egg will grow much more, if at all. It may be ready to come out sooner, seeing as the boys were about this size when they hatched. Have you guys considered what kind of birth plan you want for this one?” She tilted her head, handing Chan some paper towels to clean the gel off of his stomach with. 

Felix took the paper towels from him and wiped him clean with a gentle smile. “We discussed it briefly, but we wanted your opinion,” he glanced up at her. “We talked about having an at home birth like we did for the boys. Since Chan’s species is easy and safe to have at home, we like the idea of it happening in our house. Our experience with the triplets was perfect.”

Doctor Kwon grinned happily, “that’s good.”

“But we understand that this baby is a special case,” Chan added, “we want to be as safe as possible, so we want to know what you think.”

The doctor bit her lip in thought, “well, I’d say since you’re progressing normally, and we haven’t seen any complications to cause any real concern… If you want to do it in your own home, I think that would be fine. I would, however, recommend having a few extra medically experienced hands with you just in case.” 

Chan frowned, glancing at Felix with a bit of panic in his eyes. Felix ran his fingers through his husband’s curls to soothe him. 

“Of course, you’ll have Felix,” Doctor Kwon said quickly, “but it’s difficult to think clearly when it’s your own family.”

“We had Chan’s parents present for the triplets, but if we need to have a midwife or something come and make sure things go smoothly, we can absolutely manage that,” Felix nodded to the doctor, then turned to Chan with a reassuring smile, “right, Channie?” 

Chan seemed to relax at Felix’s calm tone, “yeah, that would be fine.”

“But, if you change your mind, we can always arrange for you to come to the facility when it’s time,” she shrugged. “The benefit of that would be that we have a full staff and equipment just in case anything happens. It just depends on your level of comfort with either option and the level of necessity.”

Felix once again met Chan’s eyes, and he could tell that they were both becoming concerned as the time drew nearer. They weren’t even sure if this egg would take the full year that the triplets had, or if it would be closer to a human gestation. They were coming up on the nine month mark quickly, so they needed to be ready for anything. 

“We can talk more about it and decide later if you want,” Felix told Chan quietly, rubbing his back in circles to calm him. 

Chan nodded silently. 

Felix smiled, leaning forward to kiss his forehead. “There’s nothing to worry about. We have the second best egg specialist looking after you,” he cut his eyes at his colleague, a mischievous grin brightening his features. 

“And the first best to watch after you when I’m not around,” she winked back with a grin. The two had become close over the years they’d worked together, and Felix really did trust Doctor Kwon with the safety of his husband and their egg. She stood slowly, “well, if that’s all your questions, I guess you are both free to go.”

Felix nodded, helping Chan to his feet and taking his hand to lead him out of the office. Once they got back to their car, Felix leaned over and kissed his alien’s lips softly, pulling away to mumble his love. When Chan smiled and answered back with the same sentiment, Felix’s heart fluttered like the first time they met. 

Felix had never really told him that he was obsessed with Chan from the moment he laid eyes on him. He couldn’t believe that such a pretty person could be an alien—how ignorant he had been to non-human society back then. He didn’t know how to approach the alien boy at the time, and with Jisung telling him everything he knew about Chan, it was hard to live with him being so close but feeling so far. He knew more than he should have about Chan before that first mating cycle. He knew about Chan’s tentacles, he knew about the aphrodisiac in his slick, he knew about the eggs—all because Jisung had told him. All because he’d been too scared to ask Chan himself. He had to pretend that he didn’t know any of it, so he didn’t seem like some obsessed creep. 

Felix thinks about that from time to time, and it honestly never occurred to him to bring it up to his husband nearly six years down the road. Their sons would be four soon. Their fourth child is nearly here. Is the information still relevant now? 

“I’ve always loved you, you know,” he mumbled, gently pushing Chan’s back against the car door, still standing in the parking lot where anyone can see them. 

Chan grinned, his lips centimeters away from Felix’s own. “Where’s this coming from all of the sudden?”

“Nowhere,” Felix told him, a little giggle passed from his lips to Chan’s with another soft kiss. “I just want you to know how absolutely taken I am by you, and I have been since the moment you first spoke to me. Absolutely, utterly, helplessly obsessed with my beautiful alien roommate.”

Chan hummed mirthfully, kissing Felix quickly again. “If I had known that, I would have made a move so much sooner than I did.”

“Well, really I made the first move. But wasn’t it all perfect the way it happened?” Felix grinned, “we’ve come so far.” He pushed a hand up the bottom of Chan’s shirt to stroke the bump there. “We have beautiful kids, a beautiful house, great friends— it’s such a blessed life we live. I wouldn’t change a thing.”

Chan hummed again, “you make a convincing argument. I wouldn’t change anything either. It really is perfect, what we have.”

Felix nodded, kissing him again before finally pulling away to help his husband into the car. When they arrived at the hospital, they went to the room number Jisung told them over text. They walked hand in hand down the hall toward the room. 

Felix turned to Chan as they walked, “do you think we should have the baby at home?”

“I’d like to. Like you said,” Chan stroked his stomach softly, “the triplets’ birth was perfect. My body is actually made for this. I think it would be okay.”

Felix nodded, “okay, we can ask Doctor Kwon about setting us up with a good midwife.”

Chan just nodded as they rounded the corner, food bags in their hands, and approached the door. Felix dropped Chan’s hand to knock quietly, peeking inside to see Minho breastfeeding the baby and Jisung asleep on a cot a few feet away. Chan and Felix entered quietly, grinning at the succubus, still in a female form. 

“Wow, you can do anything, huh?” Chan giggled as he sat in the chair beside the hospital bed. 

Minho rolled her eyes, grinning down at the suckling baby. “You can wake Jisung. He needs to eat some real food,” the demon told them, raising her eyebrows pointedly in the sleeping man’s direction, but she kept her voice down still. 

“Are you still stuck like that?” Chan asked curiously, placing a comforting hand on Minho’s thigh over the hospital blanket covering her lap. 

She chuckled, looking down at the baby as she nursed. “Yeah, the doctor said it’ll be a few days before my body adjusts to not being pregnant again, which is fine. I like feeding her like this, so I may just stay this way until she’s ready to be weened.”

Chan grinned at the demon, not adding anything to the conversation, just quietly watching the baby nurse. Felix made his way to the cot where Jisung was sleeping soundly. He felt bad waking him up, but Minho assured him it was fine to wake him. The day-younger human reached a hand out and lightly shook the new father awake. 

“Hey, Lix,” Jisung mumbled, fluttering his eyes open. “Did you see the baby?” He rubbed his fist over his eyes sleepily. 

Felix giggled, “I did. She’s perfect. Do you want food? Channie and I brought you some.”

Jisung nodded slowly, stretching awake, and his back popped from the stiffness. He cringed as he sat up, holding his hands out for the food. Felix grinned and handed it over to him. The four of them sat around and chatted as the baby finished feeding. 

“Oh, are you done, Eunji?” Minho cooed as she maneuvered the baby so she could tuck her breast back into her hospital gown. She turned to Chan, “do you want to hold her?” 

The alien nodded eagerly, holding his hands out. “Of course, I do!” When Minho handed her over, Chan quickly and carefully tucked her against his chest and sat back in the chair. “Hello, Eunji,” he cooed, “it’s nice to meet you. I’m your uncle Channie. You’ll meet my babies soon, too. Mhmm, you’ll be best friends.”

Felix grinned, watching his husband talk softly to the baby girl. He looked at Minho to gauge her reaction, and found her smiling fondly too. 

“Speaking of which, when can we meet your new baby?” Jisung asked curiously. 

“According to our doctor, it’s any day now,” Chan hummed, balancing the baby on top of his tummy with one arm while the other caressed his bump. 

Felix nodded in agreement. “Just waiting for him to pop at this point.”

Jisung and Minho nodded slowly. They both looked so tired, and rightfully so. Minho gave birth less than twenty-four hours prior, and Jisung likely hadn’t been able to sleep very well on the cot the hospital gave him. 

“Felix,” Chan called him, “do you want to hold her?”

Felix’s stomach did a backflip when he looked at his husband, sitting with a baby in his arms and another in his belly. He wanted to swoon, but he also wanted to forego the teasing from his friends. “Yes, I do,” he came to sit on the foot of Minho’s bed, across from Chan. 

As soon as he had the baby in his arms, he gasped softly. “Aww she has little horn nubbies!” 

Minho grinned. “Yeah, on her forehead,” she chuckled, “they’re very slight right now, and they probably won’t grow out until she’s about a year old. They’ll come in fully when she hits puberty.” 

Felix pouted adoringly down at the sleeping newborn. “God, you are precious. I can’t wait for you to meet the boys,” he said softly, “they’ll love you so much. They were excited for you to be born, yeah.” He talked to the baby softly as if she would respond, even though she was soundly asleep. 

“Chan, I’m gonna need you to pop that baby out, so they both have someone their age to play with,” Jisung said with a grin. 

Chan stroked his stomach lovingly, “you can’t rush perfection, Sungie. I’m working on it. You’ll just have to wait like the rest of us.”

—o—

“Boys, be careful on the slide! One at a time!” Felix called out from the park bench, sitting next to Wooyoung as they watched their kids run around the playground. 

Chan came back from the bathroom to sit with them again, sighing as he sat down slowly. 

“How much longer do you think she’ll take?” Wooyoung leaned forward to look at Chan. 

“She?” The alien asked. 

The hellhound chuckled, pointing at Chan’s baby bump. “Her.”

“Oh,” Chan giggled, “well, we don’t know, but hopefully soon because she keeps growing.”

“Wait, she?” Felix grinned, looking betweenthe two non-humans, “we don’t know the sex of the baby yet.” 

Wooyoung chuckled, “it’s just a feeling I have. I think this one will be a girl.”

Chan sighed happily. “That would be nice, but girls don’t come very often in my species. It’s maybe a one out of twenty chance.”

Wooyoung frowned a little, “hmm, maybe I’m wrong then.”

Felix smiled, turning his attention back to the kids on the playground. He loved that the boys had San and Wooyoung’s kids to play with, despite them being a little older than his and Chan’s little aliens. They’d been close to San, Wooyoung, and their three boys since Felix gave birth to the little reptilian hatchlings. They looked a lot like San, and it made Felix smile. 

“Maybe we will have a girl,” the human mused, tilting his head slightly. He turned to look at Chan. “I mean you do have a sister. It’s not impossible, right?”

Chan grinned, “not impossible, just unlikely. I’d be really happy if we got a girl. I’d be happy either way, but a little girl would be amazing.”

Felix nodded his agreement.

“Well,” Wooyoung spoke up again, “for what it’s worth, I have a pretty powerful nose. Chan doesn’t smell the same way you did when you were pregnant with the boys. It could be because he has pregnancy hormones due to his species, but to me, it smells like a girl.” He giggled joyfully. 

Felix smiled, taking Chan’s hand in his own and kissing his fingers. “If we have a girl, we need to thank Wooyoung’s nose,” he joked. 

Chan rolled his eyes, leaning around his husband to look at the hellhound, “thank you, Wooyoung. I have faith in your nose.”

The hellhound grinned proudly. “So what are you guys doing after this?” 

Felix and Chan sighed simultaneously. The human spoke first, “Minho and Jisung are bringing Eunji home today, so we are going over there for dinner so the boys can meet her.”

“Oh that’s so exciting!” Wooyoung grinned, “I remember how excited our little ones were to meet your boys. I hope they’re even half as excited as our three were.”

“They’re already in love with her,” Chan assured him. “We showed them pictures from the hospital and they instantly fell head over heels. They can’t wait to meet her.”

Wooyoung hummed happily. “I’m glad. They should love their cousins, even if they aren’t blood.”

“Now that I think about it, it’ll be their first time meeting a cousin I didn’t carry ,” Felix snorted an amused little sound. “That’s so wild to think about now. They have lots of cousins because I was a surrogate before they came,” he thought aloud. “And none of our siblings have kids yet.”

Wooyoung chuckled, “yeah, sometimes I still think about how grateful I am to you both. You really blessed Sannie and me.”

“Oh, that was nothing, really,” Felix grinned bashfully, “I wanted to, so it was my privilege.”

Wooyoung scoffed, “whatever you say, Lix.”

—o—

“She’s so small,” Jasper whispered to Jisung as he held Eunji in his arms. The boys were crowded around their uncle on the couch to look at her. 

“Believe it or not, you guys were even smaller when you were born,” Jisung told them quietly, like sharing a secret. “And you looked like tiny little squids.”

The boys giggled quietly, and Micah whispered, “she’s really pretty, uncle Sungie.”

“I think so, too,” the human grinned happily. 

“Is our baby gonna look pretty like her?” Jett blinked up at the human, who smiled easily and nodded. 

“Of course! They’ll look like you guys and your dads,” Jisung told them. “There’s no way the baby won’t be pretty.”

Micah played with Eunji’s little hand as he watched her look up at them all. Jisung cooed nonsense to her to make her smile, which in turn, made the triplets smile too. 

After dinner, Minho took Eunji into her nursery to breastfeed her, and Felix watched them walk down the hallway with a smile on his face. He couldn’t wait to hold his own baby, and he knew in his bones it wouldn’t be very long before he could.

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“Chan,” Felix sighed, laying on the couch with his head in his husband’s lap. The alien was stroking his fingers through Felix’s hair, humming in acknowledgement. “I want you to fuck me, while the boys are with your parents.” 

They had dropped their sons off at their grandparents’ house, and were spending the weekend just enjoying each other’s company before the house became even fuller. Chan was due any day now, having passed the nine month mark and now simply waiting on the baby to be ready to make their appearance. 

Chan grinned down at his husband, “you’re fucking incredible, you know that?”

Felix nodded with a laugh. 

Chan leaned down and pressed his lips to Felix’s forehead. “Fine, baby. Come on. Let’s go to the bedroom,” he told him with a sigh. “You better enjoy this because I’m almost too big to move around properly. Who knows when we will be able to do this again.” 

The two toddled into their bedroom so Chan would be more comfortable. Having sex on the couch with a baby bump was not fun, as Felix had experienced, and Chan just wanted to make love to Felix the best he could. 

“Sit down, baby,” Chan purred, pushing Felix down with one hand until he flopped down onto the mattress. “Let me get a good look at you. Why don’t you take your clothes off for me?” 

Felix complied quickly, hungry eyes staring at Chan as he stroked his swollen belly. The human kneeled on the mattress with his mouth open, silent save for his excited panting. 

Chan giggled, reaching to cup Felix’s chin with one hand. “Out of breath already? I haven’t even touched you,” he pouted mockingly. “You want my drug in your tummy? Want me to shove my tentacles down your throat?”

Felix nodded enthusiastically, “yes, baby I want that.”

Chan grinned, pressing a kiss to his forehead, leaning back to stand up straight. “Help me undress? It’s a little difficult these days, ya know?”

Felix grinned, thinking how pretty his husband looked, positively glowing with his baby in his belly. He stood easily to press a kiss to Chan’s lips. He started by pulling his shirt off, kissing down his chest and over the mound of his stomach, until he was kneeling in front of him. The human pulled the sweat pants down, letting them fall to the floor as he eyed Chan’s cock, the head curled and sealed together, barely hard yet. 

Chan kicked his pants away, winding a hand through Felix’s hair and tilting his head back. On instinct, his mouth lolled open, tongue on display. The alien laughed, snaking a tentacle around his front to push easily down Felix’s throat. He moved carefully, knowing it had been a while since Felix had taken him fully, and he was trying to be gentle. As much as he loved to see Felix drooling and dumb, he liked prolonging his pleasure even more. Sex wasn’t really about Chan, not for him anyway. It was always much more gratifying to give Felix what he wanted. Sometimes he wanted eggs, sometimes it was tentacles, sometimes he just wanted to be having sex, and it didn’t really matter if they came or not. Occasionally, they’d have sleepy, lazy sex, and both of them would fall asleep with one of their dicks in the other. Right now, Felix wanted to be fucked, and Chan was going to have a field day with him. 

“My pretty boy,” Chan cooed, “taking me so well. Do you want more, baby? Want me to stuff you full with eggs so we can be big and round together?”

Felix’s eyes widened, and he gasped a breath through his nose. A muffled affirmative sound rumbled in his chest as he nodded enthusiastically. The tentacle was pouring goo down his throat and quickly starting fires in the pit of his stomach, radiating out through his skin. His cheeks were flushed and eyes hooded heavily. 

“You’ll have to get me hard first,” Chan grinned down at him, “can you do that, love?”

Felix didn’t waste any time reaching up to grasp Chan’s cock and start smearing the glittery lubricant all over it. The alien sighed in satisfaction at the smooth glide of his human’s hand on him. It had been far too long. 

“Good boy,” he praised and Felix began to bob his head along the tentacle in his throat, moaning as it gushed more fluid in response. “So hungry for it today,” Chan noted with a smirk. 

Once Chan’s cock was full and heavy, ready to burst, he removed his tentacle from Felix’s throat and batted his hand away from his dick. He didn’t command Felix to move, simply reaching down and pulling him to his feet. He smiled at the human, kissing his lips and petting his hair down sweetly as more tentacles snaked around Felix’s body, his biceps, his ankles, his thighs—grabbing haphazardly to get a good grip on the human. 

“Good?” Chan asked, just checking. 

Felix nodded, breathing strained from the affects of the aphrodisiac. “Good, please.”

Without further acknowledgment, Chan tossed him onto the bed, flopping onto the mattress with a soft oof . The alien crawled carefully over him, mindful of his belly as he grinned predatorily down at his husband. 

“You shouldn’t be doing heavy lifting like that,” Felix scolded, “even with your tentacles, it’s still dangerous.”

“I’m stronger than you think,” Chan said simply, “plus, you weigh nothing. It’s not heavy lifting.”

Felix frowned at him, “I just don’t want you to get hurt or hurt our baby.”

Chan chuckled, “she’s fine, sweetheart. Don’t worry.” He stroked over his stomach indulgently, emphasizing his point with a trill of clicks from his chest. 

Felix couldn’t help but smile, “she? You really think we’ll get a girl this time?”

Chan shrugged, leaning down to pepper kisses to Felix’s chest. “Wooyoung was very convincing.”

Felix just hummed, and in the same second, a slick tentacle breached his hole with reckless abandon. Felix groaned at the sudden intrusion that pushed deep into him all at once, and he willed his muscles to relax. “Fuck, I wasn’t ready,” he grunted. 

Chan just giggled innocently. “You want to be fucked? I might not last very long once I’m finally inside of you again, so we have to go quickly, yeah?”

Felix nodded enthusiastically, “yeah, yeah, it’s good. Just want you to fucking destroy me.”

Chan growled predatorily, which made the human shiver. “I’m gonna fuck your tight little hole so hard you will only be able to remember how good my cock feels wrecking your sweet little body,” he moaned against Felix’s stomach, stroking a hand over his stretch marks lovingly. “Fill your pretty little womb with my eggs again. Maybe we can have a few more. Another brood? Just like our boys?” He babbled mindlessly. 

Felix whimpered, “Chan, please, just fuck me already. Fuck me so hard I pass out, and then keep going. Wanna wake up full of cum, and slime, and eggs— fuck !” His pathetic begging was cut off by the feeling of a second tentacle shoving past his rim. 

Chan giggled at the breathless shuddering of Felix’s chest. “Oh, baby. If you really want to be full, I can make that happen.” He positioned his hips between Felix’s legs finally, removing his tentacles carefully and curling them against his prostate on the way out. Without minding Felix’s huffing breaths, he pushed down to the hilt in one go, sitting still and heavy deep in his husband’s guts. “How do you like that, sweetheart?”

Felix huffed out what sounded like an affirmation, so Chan carefully wiggled a tentacle into the welcoming hole beside his cock. He hummed at the new tightness, “mmm, how about now? This good?”

Felix just groaned in pleasure, head thrown back against the sheets, comforter clenched in both of his fists. 

Chan chuckled darkly, thrusting the tentacle in as he pulled his hips back, alternating the in and out of both appendages. “Is this tight enough for you, baby? Are you full enough? Need one more? Maybe two?” He teased evilly. 

Felix cried out loudly, “ please! Please, fuck, please!”

Chan giggled, slipping another tentacle to prod at Felix’s tender, stretched rim. The human practically screamed out at the feeling of a third intrusion trying to enter his abused hole. 

“Safeword?” Chan prompted softly, “Do you need to use it?” 

Felix shook his head, “no no no no, fuck me. Fucking do it, just fucking split me in half.” His teeth were clenched as he spoke harshly through them. 

Chan laughed loudly, pressing the second tentacle in carefully and with minor difficulty. He used the tentacles to pump aphrodisiac into Felix’s guts, helping him relax and making him pliant to Chan’s loving assault on his hole. The alien began to alternate all three appendages at once in steady thrusts, in and out, curling and writhing. 

Chan giggled delightedly down at the human, “baby, look. Open your eyes.”

Felix’s eyelids fluttered open, finding Chan’s face through the haze, and Chan reached up to stroke circles into Felix’s stomach. 

“Look, baby,” he said again, “I can see how full your little pussy is. You’re big and round like me now, hmm?” Chan coaxed the human sweetly as he shifted his bleary gaze down toward their stomachs, both swollen with the human’s cock pressed in between the two mounds, and Felix could see the grotesque squirming of Chan’s tentacles beneath his skin. 

Felix came hard at the sight alone, his vision blacking out as his body tensed violently and then went slack all at once with the only movement being his huffing breaths and twitching cock that drizzled a steady stream of cum over his bulging stomach. Chan paused his thrusts for a moment, reaching his hand up to Felix’s pulse, and he was relieved to feel the strong thrumming against his fingers. He breathed out a sigh, nudging Felix’s face slightly in an attempt to gently rouse him. 

“Felix, baby, are you alright?” He asked softly, checking the human’s pulse again to find it slowly calming, but it was still a steady thumping. There was no acknowledgement of Chan’s coaxing, and Felix’s eyes remained closed. 

This wasn’t the first time he’d fucked Felix unconscious, but he never got used to the initial scare of Felix going limp as he was fucked into oblivion. Chan did as he was told to, snaking two of his remaining four tentacles around Felix’s wrists and pinning them to the bed on either side of his head. He didn’t want Felix to come to and potentially hurt one of them from squirming or thrashing. He’d taken a foot to the chest once because he wasn’t careful enough in restraining his husband after he’d passed out. Felix wanted to be fucked so hard he passed out, but if he woke up while Chan was inside him, his first instinct was to flail as a reflex. 

Chan used his hands to fold his husband’s legs up toward his chest, removing one of the tentacles to relieve some pressure. Chan sighed as he began to roll his hips slowly in alternating thrusts with the tentacle still buried, pumping more slime into him steadily. He’d need it to bear the soreness he would feel when he woke up. 

It wasn’t long before Chan was close to his own orgasm, and he felt the head of his cock unfurl, a bulge traveling up his urethra. He removed the tentacle as the egg pushed past the rim, and then he shuddered as his orgasm washed over him all at once. He filled his husband’s loose hole with glittery cum until it spilled out around his cock. When he’d finished riding his orgasm out, he carefully pulled out, snaking a tentacle back into Felix’s gaping hole. The appendage poked around for the egg that he’d deposited, curling around the smooth shell and guiding it back out with ease. He carefully maneuvered Felix into a more comfortable position on the pillows, causing fluids to leak out of his hole, and then he placed the warm egg onto the human’s chest. 

Since Felix wasn’t awake, he couldn’t push the egg out himself, and Chan didn’t want to move him to the bath until he woke up, no matter how uncomfortable he would be with all of the fluids in and on him. He carefully crawled up beside his unconscious husband, stroking his hand over one of his cheeks. He moved his fingers to graze Felix’s pulse point again, relaxing when he felt that his heart rate had returned to normal, strong and steady. He watched him sleep and waited. 

After a little while, Felix groaned, clenching his fist around Chan’s hand where the alien had laced their fingers together. 

“Good morning, sunshine,” Chan whispered, “don’t move too much. You’ll probably be sore.”

Felix’s eyes fluttered open at the sound of Chan’s low humming voice. He turned his head toward the alien and smiled weakly. “Hey, baby,” he greeted him, his voice a weak rasp. 

Chan leaned forward to kiss Felix’s nose. “Are you okay?”

Felix nodded, barely but he tried. “Did you finish?”

Chan hummed an affirmation, “yes, I did. One egg this time.”

Felix weakly pressed a hand to his own stomach, mumbling, “I can’t feel it.”

“That’s because it’s not in your belly,” Chan chuckled quietly, “baby, you passed out. I got it out myself.” He reached up to roll the egg around the center of Felix’s chest so he could feel it on his skin, “it’s right here, baby.”

Felix groaned a weak complaint as he reached up to grasp the egg lightly. 

“I don’t want to hear it,” Chan laughed, moving to sit up slowly, “we already have three and one nearly here. No more babies.”

“But I love our babies!” Felix complained as Chan coaxed him to sit, too. 

“I know, I love them, too,” the alien kissed his husband, “but four is enough. Really this time. Now, let’s get cleaned up.” 

—o—

Felix woke up the next morning to Chan shaking his shoulder gently. 

“Baby,” Chan said urgently, “Lixie, wake up.”

Felix woke up slowly, opening his eyes and looking around to orient himself in the bedroom. His body was sore, and his back and ass hurt the most. He groaned as he sat up. “What is it, Chan?”

The alien grabbed one of his hands and pressed it to his bare stomach. “Tell me I’m not crazy,” he said urgently, staring wide eyed with an almost crazed excitement on his face. 

Felix was confused until he felt the slight twitching under Chan’s skin. He was suddenly very alert, grinning widely, “oh! Oh, she’s moving!” He pressed both hands to either side of Chan’s belly. “Do you think it’s time, should we call the midwife?” 

Chan’s smile faded a bit, “oh, I didn’t even think about that. Maybe we should. I can call my mom to keep the boys a little longer, and you can call the midwife.” He tried to move a little too quickly and felt an odd movement in his stomach. “I think you should ask her to hurry.”

Felix’s eyes widened, and he grabbed his phone, calling the midwife and letting her know what he knew about the situation. She was twenty minutes away, so she instructed them to go ahead and run a bath like they normally would. Chan called his mother while Felix went to run a bath. 

“ Hey, Channie, ” she answered cheerfully. “ Something wrong? ” 

He sat down carefully on the couch, “well, no. Everything is fine, but— well, the baby is coming, so—“

“ Oh! Oh, okay. Do I need to come over? ” She said hurriedly, sounding like she was already getting up to grab her keys. “ I can leave the boys with your father; they’ll be fine. I can be there in— “ 

“Mum, no,” he giggled, stroking the twitching egg in his stomach, “I mean, you can if you want, but we have a midwife coming. She’ll be here in twenty minutes. Just don’t worry the boys.”

She cooed, “ oh, of course not, Channie. They’re still sleeping, so I could let your dad know and head over. I’ll probably make it before the midwife if I leave now. ” 

Chan was admittedly relieved to hear that, and he nodded to himself. “Okay… mum?”

She hummed into the phone.

“I’m a little scared,” he whispered, “or just… nervous, I guess. I didn’t think I’d be the one carrying an egg with Felix, and now that it’s almost here, it feels more real. I don’t know if I can do this.”

“ It’s okay to be nervous, Channie, ” she assured him, and he could hear the smile in her voice. “ Don’t think too hard about it. There’s no backing out now, so the only thing to do… is do it. You’ll do great. ” 

Weirdly, it comforted him. It was time, and it would be okay. “Okay, mum. See you soon.”

She confirmed quietly, telling him she loved him, and hung up the call after he said it back. 

Chan stood slowly, mindful of the odd way the egg was moving in his belly. When he entered the bathroom, he saw Felix had started running the water in their large tub, currently gathering towels from the cabinet. Chan walked over to him just as Felix turned to look at him, grinning. 

“Ready?” Felix asked happily. 

Chan grinned right back, “not really. You’ll hold my hand, though, right?” He had meant it to come out as a joke, but his tone betrayed his true nervousness. 

Felix’s smile faltered, “of course, Chan.” He grabbed one of Chan’s hands gently. “What… uhm, what did your mom say when you called?” 

Chan snorted a laugh, “she’s on her way.”

“Good,” Felix chuckled. “It’ll be alright, baby. I know it’s scary, but your mom and I have both been through it. You were made for this, and you’ll have three medical professionals looking out for you.” He squeezed Chan’s hand comfortingly. 

Chan took a deep breath and nodded, “okay.”

Felix helped him climb into the tub, letting him sink into the warm water with a relaxed sigh. Felix waited outside of the tub, kneeling on the floor and talking to Chan to ease his mind. He needed to let Chan’s mother in when she arrived, but he would get in the tub after that. Chan gasped a few times as the baby wiggled exceptionally forcefully. He stroked his stomach and shushed the egg, telling the baby to calm down. He clicked melodically in his chest as he heard the doorbell ring. Felix wasted no time getting to his feet, pressing a kiss to Chan’s forehead, and throwing a towel around his waist as he made his way to the front door. 

He smiled as he saw Chan’s mother standing in the doorway, waving her inside. “He’s in the tub already if you want to go in there. He’d probably like to talk to you,” he told her fondly as he closed the door behind her. 

She kissed his cheek, sitting her purse on the couch and rushing to the bathroom. 

Felix went to the kitchen to grab two water bottles, giving Chan and his mother time to talk privately in case they needed it. Felix turned to the sound of a throat being cleared and saw Chan’s mom there, smiling softly. 

“Go, be with him,” she told him, “I’ll let the midwife in. Call me if you need anything.” 

Felix nodded, hurrying into the bathroom again and tossing the towel aside as Chan happily made room for him to sit behind him. Once Felix was comfortable, Chan turned around to straddle his husband’s lap. 

“Gonna start opening yourself up?” Felix asked him sweetly. 

Chan took a deep breath and nodded, chuckling nervously. “It’s harder to open myself up if my back is pressed to you,” he noted, giving a faltering little smile to his human, “I’m scared, Lix. I can feel her moving.” He bit his quivering lip, full of nerves and searching Felix’s eyes for some sort of solace. 

Felix patted his hair down gently, bringing Chan’s hands up to brace on his shoulders. “You were made for this,” he reminded him. “Our baby is ready to meet us.” He tenderly placed one hand to where the egg sat beneath Chan’s flesh. “I’m ready to meet her, too. And you never have to worry about birthing another egg ever again,” Felix told him cheekily, “because I’ll carry the rest of them.”

Chan whined, endeared to the human. “Seriously, we are stopping at four.” He couldn’t help the giggle that bubbled up from his chest. 

Felix laughed, nuzzling their noses together before placing a chaste kiss to Chan’s lips. “Fine, you win,” he conceded. “You’ll get through this no problem. I’m right here. Your mom is outside, and the midwife will be here in no time,” he said sweetly, stroking a thumb over Chan’s cheek. “What are you afraid of?”

“What if there’s something wrong with her? What if I didn’t protect her well?” Chan whispered shakily, a single tear escaping his eye without warning. “What if she doesn’t…”

Felix cupped his face with both hands, “then we will deal with it, and we will love her no matter what. But first, she needs to get here.” He smiled softly at his husband. 

Chan sniffed back his tears, nodding resolutely at Felix’s words. “You’re right,” he said finally, “you’re right, I just have to do this.”

Felix began murmuring words of encouragement to Chan as he worked himself open slowly, using three of his tentacles to stretch himself enough to push the egg out. The midwife arrived soon after Chan had become comfortable with the third tentacle, and gently knocked on the door, peeking inside. 

“Hello, are you guys alright?” She called softly. 

Felix gently smiled and nodded as Chan rested his forehead against Felix’s shoulder, not looking up at the woman. “We’re fine. Thank you.”

She smiled brightly, according to their agreement, the midwife would wait nearby, but give the two men their privacy and only intervene if something wasn’t proceeding correctly. She and Chan’s mother waited in the guest room down the hall with both doors open. If either of the boys needed help, they could simply call out, and the two women would hear them. 

Chan started to pant heavily as his body fought against the weight of the wriggling egg. “Felix, I can’t anymore,” he said, retracting his tentacles, “I’m gonna push the egg out.”

“Okay, baby,” Felix told him encouragingly. “Just push; one good, long push oughta do it, okay?” His hands stroked carefully over Chan’s stomach, coaxing the egg along like Chan does for him. 

Chan nodded, whining as he pushed hard, the egg barely moving. His whining turned into pained yelling as the egg did not want to move it seemed. Finally, after the midwife became concerned with the amount of effort Chan was exerting, she decided to check in and help, once she’d seen Chan straining against the egg. 

“Too— too big,” Chan panted out, “it’s too big— I can’t—“

Felix shushed him, “you can. You can, you’re doing fine.”

The midwife helped coax the egg out of Chan’s body, gingerly placing it into the warm water as the alien collapsed onto his husband’s chest, breathing hard and sweating. Chan’s face was red, spreading evidence of his effort all the way down his chest. Felix began stroking over Chan’s skin softly, soothing him after the immense amount of pain he was in. It hadn’t been nearly that bad for Felix, but their three eggs were each smaller than this one. The human felt partially to blame since his human DNA likely caused this mutation. The egg wasn’t the size of a human newborn, but it was twice the size of those from their first clutch. 

“You did so well,” Felix told him, cradling him close. “Baby, you should see our perfect little egg. You did so well protecting our baby.”

Chan started clicking lazily at the praise, face buried in Felix’s neck for a moment, while he caught his breath. Meanwhile, the midwife watched the twitching egg that sat on the bottom of the tub. Chan eventually felt composed and alert enough to turn and face the egg, resting his back against Felix’s chest as they waited with great impatience. The two men watched the egg wiggle for a few minutes longer until a wisp of black ink poofed from a crack in the shell. Felix gasped excitedly, and Chan preemptively slipped a tentacle out of his skin, ready to guide the youngling to him once it hatched. 

After a few more moments, a small humanoid creature breached the surface of the water, and Chan began chirping happily at it. The baby responded with a lethargic clicking and began wiggling its tendrils in the water without much luck. 

Felix frowned slightly, “Channie, I think the baby is having difficulty swimming. Maybe you should help them along.”

Chan’s stomach dropped at Felix’s suggestion. Why couldn’t his baby swim? What had he done wrong? Swimming is a natural ability of his species, but his baby couldn’t swim? 

Chan extended his tentacle to the baby, and two smaller tendrils wound their way around his appendage immediately. He gently pulled the baby closer, and once the newborn was out of the mess of black ink, Chan could see why they were having such difficulty. 

“There’s only two tentacles,” the alien muttered, bringing his hand under the baby to scoop them out of the water and place them on his chest. “Lix, they only have two,” he mumbled worriedly. 

“Shhh,” Felix soothed, “it’s alright, baby. They’re okay. They can survive with only two; it will just be harder to swim at first.”

Chan nodded, trying to push the feeling that he’d done something wrong aside. The baby was here, and they were perfect the way they are. He produced some of the natural nutrient from his tentacle that the baby was clinging to for them to feed on, and once the baby had their fill and grew sleepy, the midwife offered to take the newborn on a warm towel and move the baby to their room where Chan’s mother was waiting for them all. Felix allowed her to do so, even though Chan seemed unnecessarily protective, knowing she was in safe hands. 

“Let me wipe the sweat off of your face with a cool cloth and then we can go see our baby,” Felix told Chan lovingly, “you need a bit of aftercare. That was intense, and I want to make sure you’re okay.”

Chan nodded, wanting to rejoin his baby as soon as possible. He let Felix wipe him down with a cool damp cloth as the tub drained, then Felix helped him out of the tub and into a towel. They walked slowly to their room as Chan was still exhausted and already sore but also stubborn and didn’t want Felix to try and carry him. Once they were in their room, Chan’s mom looked up at them brightly, grinning. 

“A beautiful little girl,” she announced softly as Chan came to sit on the bed with her. 

“Really?” He asked breathlessly. 

She simply nodded as Felix joined Chan on the bed, hooking his chin over Chan’s shoulder. 

Chan bit his lip and looked up at his mom, “is there anything wrong with her?” 

His mom looked shocked, but she was quick to dispel his worries. “Aside from having only two tentacles, there’s nothing else different about her at all. She looks like you did when you were born—just bigger. As she grows, you’ll want to keep an eye on her to make sure she doesn’t have any birth defects I suppose, but right now she seems perfectly fine.”

Chan sighed in relief, relaxing back against Felix’s chest. “I’m glad.”

“You did so well taking care of her,” Felix whispered to him, placing a kiss on Chan's neck. 

“In fact, she’s very active,” she told the boys. “Her tentacles have been reaching out for my finger the whole time we were waiting for you.” She stroked a finger around the baby on the towel to demonstrate, and it didn’t take long before the teeny tiny tentacles wrapped themselves around the digit. 

Chan clicked happily at the baby, who in turn, clicked and whined and wiggled toward the sound of her father’s melody. “Oh, baby…” Chan cooed, holding his hand out for her to wiggle into using her tentacles. It was noticeably harder for her to move around than it had been for the boys with her fewer tendrils, but she managed to work her way into Chan’s palm and nuzzle her face into his skin. “My sweet girl,” he said, kissing her head and bringing her to his chest, where she latched on with her tiny suction cups and mouthed at his skin. He frowned and asked adoringly, “Are you still hungry?”

His mother giggled. “Looks like it. I should let you two rest. I’m going to grab some more clothes from the boys’ room, and then I’ll head home and give them the news. Your dad and I will bring them home tomorrow. That should give the three of you plenty of time to bond and relax in the peace and quiet before I bring your brood back.” She patted Chan’s knee lovingly, and he thanked her and kissed her cheek as she stood to leave the room. 

Felix sighed, relieved. “Alright, you need a nap,” he suggested. 

Chan laughed lightly, shaking his head, “she’s hungry, sweetheart. Besides, you are the one who really needs rest. I did a number on you last night, and then I woke you up early for all of this. Aren’t you exhausted?” He reached one hand up to Felix’s face, while the other supported the hatchling stuck to his chest. 

Felix leaned into the touch with a smile. “We both deserve some rest. Feed her, so we can put her in her bassinet and we can all have a nap,” he demanded softly. 

Chan nodded happily, and with Felix’s help, he scooted up to lounge against the pillows. The human snuggled into his side, watching the baby mouth around at Chan’s skin. The alien turned to Felix with a small smirk. “I wonder if I got any milk in…” he hummed offhandedly, prodding at one of his pecs with his hand. 

Felix scrunched his brows. “Your breasts produce milk?” 

Chan giggled mirthfully, “I knew that would get your attention. It’s rare for males to be able to. That’s what’s good about females in my species, but it’s possible.” The hand on his own chest began massaging one of his pecs absentmindedly as he fed the baby from his tentacle. He gently toyed with his nipple, trying to coax something out. Eventually, Chan gave up. “Guess I’m not one of the rare few. Nothing came out,” he said with a small shrug. He continued to watch the baby slurp up the nutrients from his tendril before her little belly finally got full, and she dozed off with a yawn. 

Chan handed her off to Felix, who held her for a moment to admire her lovingly, cooing how much he loved her, how much both of them loved her, and how much her brothers were going to love her, too. He carefully placed her in the heated bassinet they’d used for the boys, and turned back to his husband. 

“Alright, sleep time for all of us,” he told the alien. 

—o—

Felix had gotten a call from Chan’s mother around dinner time that night, and she started the call asking how Chan and the baby were doing. 

“They’re perfect,” Felix grinned into the phone. “Chan’s sleeping it off, and baby Scarlet is stuck to me—literally.” He watched the baby stick to the bare skin of his chest, going shirtless so that she could cling to him with her teeny tentacles. He loved that the most, he thinks, about Chan’s species. The babies being able to literally stick to him was quite endearing, even though Scarlet did admittedly show difficulty because her tentacles were fewer in number than the typical. It didn’t matter; she was perfect. 

“Good,” he could hear the smile in her voice. “Make sure Channie gets some rest please. You know how he is.”  

Felix giggled, “yes, stubborn and independent. I’m taking good care of him, don’t worry.” After a calm pause, he asked, “how are my boys?”

She chuckled, “impatient. I told them I’d see if they could FaceTime with you all tonight before bed. They want to see their new sister, and they miss you guys, too.”

Felix felt his chest swell with love. “Of course, yes, we’d love for them to call us. I’ll make sure Chan is awake, so they can talk to us right before bedtime.” He felt giddy as he asked, “are they excited to meet her?” 

“Oh, absolutely. It’s all they’ve been talking about for hours.”

Felix chuckled, bidding her goodbye so he could make food and make sure Chan eats before the boys call. The human made his way into the bedroom with food for Chan and Scarlet stuck to him quite securely, nuzzling into his skin with her little tendrils curled around his neck like a hug. It was so endearing how she seemed to recognize him immediately as her father, her protector. 

After making sure Chan ate and drank some water, he handed the baby back to the alien, and she immediately started nuzzling him, too. Chan clicked happily at her, but got no response. He looked up at Felix worriedly. Felix ran a soothing hand through Chan’s hair, urging him to try again, so Chan did. He clicked a little louder, more melodically, and this time a high pitched trill sounded out in response as Scarlet lifted her head to sing back at him. Chan sighed in relief, and Felix kissed his forehead. 

“I was worried she wouldn’t be able to sing to me,” Chan confessed quietly, “it was my favorite thing to do with the boys when they were babies.” 

Felix hummed, “she called out to you right after hatching. I don’t know if she just didn’t feel like it or if she wasn’t paying attention the first time you chirped, but she can definitely respond.”

Chan chuckled fondly, circling the baby with a protective tentacle as she nuzzled his sternum. “I can already tell she’s going to have tons of personality.”

Felix hummed his agreement, and then he remembered, “oh, your mom said the boys are going to call us at bedtime. They want to see Scarlet, and they miss us.”

Chan frowned a little. “Oh, god. Wait, I look so tired, though. I don’t want to scare them.”

Felix giggled loudly, which was answered by the baby chirping at him in response. He pressed a kiss to her head, and turned back to Chan. “If it makes you feel better, I think they’ll be pretty distracted by their new sister.”

Chan gave a small smile, “that’s true. They’ll be so excited.”

It didn’t take long after the two finished eating for Felix’s phone to ring again. He answered the video call, framed so Chan was laying against his shoulder with Scarlet resting against Felix’s warm chest, just out of sight. The boys started talking over each other as soon as they saw their dads. 

“Hey, guys, shhh,” Felix told them. 

“Not so loud, kiddos,” Chan chuckled warmly. “Your sister is sleepy, so you have to be quiet.”

“Where is she?” Jasper was the one to ask. 

Felix panned the camera down a bit so the boys could see her, cradled under Felix’s palm and laying on his chest with her little tentacles surely leaving marks with how hard she was holding on to him. The boys let out a chorus of chirps and cheeps, and to everyone’s delight, she lifted her head, opening her eyes a crack and searching for the source of the sound. Chirping back lazily, she answered her brothers’ call. 

“Did you hear her? She was singing to you guys,” Felix told them happily, and the boys’ eyes lit up as they all nodded. 

“She’s so small!” Jett marveled quietly. 

“Smaller than Eunji!” Jasper added. 

“Yeah, but she’s still a bit bigger than you guys were when you first hatched,” Chan told them with a small smile. 

“That’s crazy,” Micah said in sheer wonder. 

“What’s her name?” Jasper asked. 

Felix and Chan giggled. “Grandma didn’t tell you her name yet?” The boys shook their heads, and Chan simply hummed, “Scarlet. Her name is Scarlet.”

“That’s a pretty name,” Micah nodded. 

“We’re glad you think so,” Felix grinned, resting his cheek on Chan’s head. 

“It’s time for bed, kiddos,” Chan told them softly. “We love you guys. You’ll get to meet Scarlet for real when you get home tomorrow, okay?” 

The boys frowned but nodded, chorusing, “Bye, daddies! Bye, Scarlet! Love you!”

Felix ended the call with a grin, turning to Chan. “Alright, well… bedtime?” 

Chan nodded, yawning widely. “Bedtime.”

—o—

Immediately as the boys got home from grandma and grandpa’s house, they rushed in to hug Felix, excitedly asking for their other dad and their new baby sister. Felix shushed them quickly and led them to the living room, where Chan was sitting on the couch. Chan’s parents followed behind with a smile, but they stayed in the doorway as the boys excitedly climbed on the couch on either side of Chan. He had a sleeping Scarlet stuck to his bare upper chest, nestled near his collarbones. He shushed them, snaking his tentacles around the boys who gathered carefully. 

“Isn’t she pretty?” Chan asked them all with a smile so wide that his eyes disappeared. 

The boys nodded, faces full of awe. 

“She’s even littler than Eunji,” Jasper whispered, and the others nodded. 

Chan nodded, stroking his fingertips down her back gently. “She’s very small and a little different than us, but she’s such a sweet little baby, don’t you guys think so?” 

They all nodded, to their fathers’ delight, and they moved closer. Scarlet stretched her arms and tentacles out with a yawn as she stirred from her sleep. The three boys let out a chorus of quiet chirps of joy, which caused the baby to lift her head and chirp back, eyes fluttering open to look at her brothers. 

Jett gasped, drawing Chan’s attention. “What is it, Jetti Spaghetti? Something wrong?”

“Her eyes don’t match, daddy!” The boy exclaimed, wide brown eyes flitting up to look at his father, whose eyebrows furrowed in question. 

Chan carefully scooped the baby up to have a better look at her, and sure enough, the little girl had two different colored eyes. She cooed at her father, and he smiled, gesturing Felix over, “sunshine, come see.”

Felix quickly scampered over behind the couch to look at the baby over the top of Chan’s curls. “Hmm, neither of us have green eyes,” Felix pointed out, “what an odd mutation.” 

The baby in Chan’s grasp had one brown eye and one green, which her fathers found quite endearing as she blinked and cooed and chirped at them.  Felix made a kissy noise at her, and she responded with more chirps.

“Is there something wrong with her eyes?” Micah finally asked. 

Felix ruffled Micah’s black curls with one hand as the human rested his chin on Chan’s brown curls with a smile. “No, Mikey. They’re just different colors. I’m pretty sure she can see just fine,” he told the boy sagely. He placed a kiss to Chan’s head before straightening up, “she might end up with some other odd colorations, too. I didn’t know heterochromia was even a possibility.”

“Daddies?” Jasper called out quietly. “Can I hold her?” 

Felix and Chan practically melted into puddles of affection. Chan nodded softly, “of course, Jas. C’mere.” He helped Jasper into his lap carefully, instructing him on how to hold his arms so she would be comfortable, before he placed the newborn into his folded arms. The baby fussed for a moment until she figured out how to wind her two tentacles around her brother’s forearm for stability. Once Scarlet was settled, she yawned again, letting out a soft purr of trills as she rubbed her face against Jasper’s arm. The three boys cooed at their sister, and Felix and Chan felt their hearts fill their whole chests with warmth. 

“Me next, daddy?” Jett asked quickly. 

“Then me?” Micah joined in. 

Felix giggled, “she lives with us, guys. You’ll all get to hold her as much as you want, okay?”

The boys calmed down a bit, watching the baby snooze peacefully against Jasper’s arm. Felix turned toward Chan’s parents who were watching from the doorway. “Come, sit with us,” Felix told them happily, which they did. 

Chan’s mother pulled Micah onto her lap as she sat down, scooting over to be shoulder to shoulder with her son. She pressed a kiss to his temple then to Micah’s hair. “Good job, boys. She’s beautiful,” she told Felix and Chan happily, watching the tiny baby nuzzle her face against her brother’s shirt. 

Felix pulled Jett onto his own lap, scooting up to Chan’s other side and throwing an arm around his husband’s shoulders. “He did great,” Felix grinned. 

Chan rolled his eyes, unable to take the credit but knowing he would be scolded if he disagreed. “She’s perfect,” he confirmed. 

“Do you love your new sister?” Chan’s mom prompted the boys, who all gave her huge grins and enthusiastic nods. 

Their happy little family grew by one more, just as happy as ever. Still a little unusual, but it was still perfect. They wouldn’t change their perfectly strange little family for the world. 

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“Alright, boys, finish your breakfasts. We have to get you to the bus stop in fifteen minutes,” Chan hurried the boys along, who gave an array of sounds—some groaning, some clicking. The boys’ personalities and appearances had definitely become more distinct by the time they were six, as did their appearances. Micah’s hair had become even curlier and turned a darker color, while Jasper and Jett kept their pin straight hair in two different shades of brown. Micah was still the only one to inherit Felix’s freckles, while Jett got Chan’s dimples, and Jasper got neither—although he still looked a good deal like both of them. 

“Listen to your father,” Felix added as he walked into the kitchen, carrying Scarlet on his hip, now two and a half years old. Her appearance had differed rapidly from her parents and her brothers. If not for her two little tentacles and a nose smattered with brown flecks that darkened in the sunlight, it would be almost comical to see their broodlings all together. 

As if her name were a prophecy, Scarlet’s hair grew out in thick, ruby red crafts of voluminous curls with rust brown lowlights. Her eyes were still mismatched, and it really gave her such a unique look. She was undoubtedly beautiful, and she did actually have features of her fathers, like Felix’s nose and Chan’s eyes and dimples. However, they liked to keep an eye on her health and development. Just because she was beautiful, it didn’t mean that she may not have certain hardships down the road linked to her very unique parentage. If the odd colorations were her only concern, her fathers couldn’t be happier. 

Felix sat her down in her high chair, and Chan brought over a bowl of dry cereal for breakfast. He placed a kiss on her head and received a happy click in return as the toddler began to feed herself with their fingers. Felix sat next to her, and Chan didn’t waste his opportunity to kiss his husband’s forehead too, placing a plate of eggs and toast in front of the younger man. 

After a few more minutes, Chan reminded the boys to drop their dishes in the sink and go grab their backpacks from the front foyer. He helped them into their shoes before walking them down the street to the school bus stop. 

“Daddy,” Micah spoke up, “what are you and Lettie gonna do today?”

Chan smiled, ruffling the boy’s curls affectionately. “Your sister has a doctor appointment today.”

“Is she sick?” Jett turned with his eyebrows furrowed together in confusion. 

Chan shook his head, “no, it’s just a check up.” He gave his son a relaxed smile, stuffing his hands into the pockets on his basketball shorts. 

The bus pulled up shortly after, and Chan hugged them all, wishing them a good day as they loaded up one by one onto the bus. He turned on his heel as the bus pulled away from the curb and headed back toward the house. As he entered the house, he heard happy clicking, baby giggles, and Felix’s high pitched baby voice floating toward him from the kitchen. Chan smiled, kicking off his shoes before going to join them. He found Felix making goofy faces at the toddler, who was giggling like a crazy person at him. 

Felix gasped dramatically to the girl, pointing over her shoulder and whispering, “Daddy’s back!” 

Scarlet turned in her seat, grabby hands and tentacles extended to him, “up! Up! Daddy, up!”

“Up? How much up?” Chan giggled brightly, clicks radiating from his chest as he scooped her up and tossed her into the air. “This much up?” He asked her enthusiastically, tossing her one more time. She squealed in delight, and Chan brought her close to his chest for a snuggle. Both of them started clicking wildly as Scarlet nuzzled her face into Chan’s chest. 

Felix just grinned at the two of them. “I missed watching you play with our babies like that,” he said fondly, head tilted to one side. 

“I know,” Chan nodded in agreement. “I could probably still toss the boys around, but they’re getting so big.” He gave a melancholy sigh, nuzzling his own nose into Scarlet’s red hair and giving a little sniff. She still smelled like a youngling, something Chan didn’t get from the boys’ scents anymore. Felix said he couldn’t smell it, and of course, he couldn’t. It was a pheromone that Chan’s species emitted as very young children that he hadn’t realized he would miss until he realized Scarlet smelled of it. 

“Stop smelling the baby, weirdo,” Felix chuckled, reaching to take Scarlet from him, but Chan turned away quickly. 

“I hatched this one, so I can smell her all I want,” he said playfully to his husband before frantically sniffing at Scarlet’s face, causing the toddler to break out into a fit of giggles. 

“Daddy!” She screamed through her giggles until Chan pulled back, grinning brightly and clicking in delight. 

“Alright, go get ready, Channie,” Felix told him, pressing a kiss to Chan’s cheek before taking Scarlet from him. “I’ll go get her dressed, and then you guys can play while I get ready.” He turned to the little girl on his hip, “our little lady has a doctor's appointment today and then we are gonna go shopping for her brothers’ birthday presents.” 

Chan smiled fondly at his husband, leaning to press a kiss to his cheek before mumbling, “I love you so much.”

Felix grinned brightly, never tiring of hearing his husband say those words. “I love you, too, and I always will.”