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Characters: Lilith and Quetzalcoatl, open to rescuers
Date/Time: Midsummer 2013
Location: Somewhere in Faerie
Rating: TBD
Warnings: TBD. Depends on their willpower.
Summary: Quetzal goes off with Lilith to help protect her... but who's going to protect him from her?

After Alan and Ebony had decided to split up to cover more ground, Leo had volunteered to accompany her. He didn't like the idea of an expectant mother wandering off by herself in a place like this.

They'd hardly walked more than a few hundred feet when the air was filled with the mouthwatering scent of fresh-baked sopapillas. It took a deep pull of willpower for him to turn it down. Not to mention the dishes of brightly-colored hard candies that seemed to line the path.

Then the fog set in. Subtle and insidious, like a late-autumn mist it floated in, making things fuzzy, obscuring what lay ahead and what lay behind and where they were and... why they were there and... Had it always been like this?

"Ebony?" he asked uncertainly, though the rest of the question seemed to evaporate from his mind.

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She'd agreed to Leo coming with her, though she'd hardly needed him to watch over her. As a demon she was formidable, pregnant or not. It made him feel better and gave him a purpose, so she really didn't mind.

The candy had been hard to ignore. Cravings were monstrous, no pun intended, but she'd kept moving, finding having Leo with her to be a grounding thing. She was glad he was with her. She was always glad to have him by her side...wasn't she?

He called her name and she turned to him, reaching out a hand to him automatically. "I'm here, Leo."

He shook his head and gave her a sheepish smile.
"Sorry. I seem to have forgotten what I was going to say." He lightly squeezed her hand in an absent gesture of affection.

"You two doing ok?" he asked, gently touching her swollen belly.

"Have I dazzled you again?" She couldn't help but smile and shake her head. "We're fine. You worry too much." She laid her hand over his on her rounded belly, keeping him there.

"I don't think dazzled is the right word," he said, "And I can't help but want to make sure you girls are safe. Now, tell me... Have you been baking again? I swear I can smell my mother's recipe for sopapillas."

"Baking? No." She was more smelling candy. She was craving so hard she was actually rubbing her tongue across the roof of her mouth in a bit of anticipation. "Is this one of those pregnancy sympathy moments a man can have?"

"It might be. Are we needing to indulge cravings again?" he asked.

"Oh there's always cravings, love." Her hands slid up his arms to circle around his neck and she smiled invitingly at him.

"You are a wicked little temptress," he teased, kissing her cheek.

"Apparently not tempting enough if that's all I get for my efforts."

"You want more, do you?" he teased, "Are the cravings that bad?"

She leaned in bringing her mouth only a little ways from his, but not touching. "I'm absolutely ravenous."

"Aren't I supposed to tell you no?" he asked, frowning faintly.

She pouted prettily. "Why would you tell me no?"

He paused. There was supposed to be a reason, wasn't there? Now he couldn't remember.
"Because you already pounced me half to death after my last flights?" he teased.

"Those were just to catch us up," she replied airily. She pressed herself against him fully, which was interesting because of her belly. "Are you saying you don't want me?" She was merciless now, voice a throaty purr and her hands snaked through his hair. Since he said no, now it was the principle of the thing. She had to at least seduce him into a proper kiss.

"Of course I do, or you wouldn't have this," he said, fingering the ring on her hand.

Her smile was radiant. "Then I think we can do better than just a peck on the cheek."

"How much better?" he asked teasing a trail of kisses across her skin.

"I'm all for overachieving."

"Well, then. How can I say no to that?" he asked with a smile.

"Don't try." She smiled right back.

He laughed and kissed her at that.

She wouldn't let it be just a quick and simple kiss. No, she just had to take it a little farther, deepening it with an obvious passion.

"Oh, my. Am I interrupting something?" Titania looked more amused than abashed and she crossed her arms, weight resting firmly on one hip as she surveyed the two godlings. "I know this always seems like such a good idea but you might regret it in the morning. What with the children needing their bedtime stories yet."

"Now how could I ever regret time with my beloved?" he quipped wryly.

"Not to cast any aspersions on the lovely Lilith but I could have sworn your beloved was of less earthy material." Titania unfolded her arms and took one regal step towards the duo. When there was no direct reaction, she smiled much like a cat that had gotten into the cream and closed the rest of the distance in swaying time.

Then she set her palm on Lilith's stomach and looked up to meet the other woman's eyes. "Do you want your child born in a foreign land to false parents?" she asked lowly.