Fate

9

It was late at night as you were fighting the desired need to sleep. What laid before you a success; a intergalactic being that was fully encased in a magical like material. You had tried your best to adapt to the species that didn't lay in your bloodline. It was the first out of five brought from your stomach; you trying to hide your nervousness from the leaders that were present from other worlds as well as from your own. This ranged from multiple high class occults to high politicians under order from their kings. The child is picked up by a man whose chest was beautifully cased in what is a Blackhole; his skin reminding you of an array of galaxies. He compliments it before carefully retaining it. You continue retracting from the homemade womb hoping for the best.

....

You were resting in a room being excluded from a meeting now. You were slightly tired from the harvest, but you've built a resistant to the frail state of yours. You have been given permission by some to use my clear quarts crystallization in attempt to form an enclose around the forming children. This is because there's a fear that their growth would continue even within the time-still womb of yours for they're not your own, but you reminded them that the the space enhancer children were doing perfectly fine. They then counteract this by reminding you they're not fully enclosed, and that they're in an artificial womb created by you. Not your father. You hated all these complications dearly, but you're complying all the same.

As you were deep in thought, there was a knock at the door, and you assuming it was Zekial, you informed the person it was fine to come in. You stiffen are the sight of Adam who bared a bouquet of multicolored roses. He doesn't hesitate to kiss you when presenting them, and your eyes slowly close nibbling at his lip when he tries to pull away. The few moments you spend with Adam always sends you in a gleeful mood to the point you can almost ignore the guilt. He takes a seat down beside you saying how proud he was of you, and you leaned your form against his own needing to hear the encouragement.

" Zekial informs me you're living on Earth now. Where exactly?"

" Cloverville."

" I hate how you're so far away. I wish I was like you and able to appear wherever you like. Maybe I can come stay with you sometime-."

" You wouldn't want that. You... You shouldn't want me."

He looked at you like you were insane and shocked at your reply.

" Do you understand what you're doing? You do realize every child you give away is possibly a God. At the rate you're going, we'll surely tip the scale soon enough. We'll be recognized and respected especially by how the magical world and our Earth is now coming together in one just a floor above us knowing what they'll face once the secret is out. You are-."

" Romantically involved with the Gods."

You saw his world crumbling at your words, and he falls silent for sometime. Without warning, he stands up running his hands through his hair, and you feared his anger. All he meets you with though is saddness, and he speaks calmly wanting an explanation.

" You do realize we're against them?"

" Yes. I.. I have nothing to say-."

" Does Zekial know?"

You nod knowing how he is against it as well, but he hasn't contradicted your life's choices as long as you keep providing.

" Do you realize you're putting yourself and your children in danger?"

" I'm doing the same thing while being here Adam. It goes both ways-."

He's now on his knees and head in your lap as his arms are wrapped tightly around you.

" Do they know where you live?"

You nod, and he groans shaking his head rapidly for he knows you're suppose to be hiding from them as of right now.

" Do they about this? Y/n, you have to realize your destiny!"

" No.. They.. They have their suspicions."

He curses still refusing to let go.

" Choose me please. I'll treat you like the queen you are."

You can't help but to comfort him, and he relaxes as you ran a hand through his dark curls.

" I know I'm an older man, but please... don't stop."

You rubbed circles into his back feeling the muscles beneath the fabric. He was right about that, but age has never bother you. You think about Loki, Kerberos, and Julianic, and the idea of them betraying you is probably how he's feeling right now.

" I searched for what feels like an eternity for a wife within one of the Freemason branches, and I was about to give up when I had received a letter that a beautiful girl from the Nature lineage was alive. I knew it would be wrong to intertwine the two, but you're all I have left. I promise you we're the last two...."

" It's... complicated. That why we should severe this now.... You deserve better."

You sighed, but he just responds with another kiss. His form makes his way on top of you; your back is flat on the bed. He hooks his arms around your legs and hypes them up on his hips. You allowed this slightly moaning as he tackles your neck with bites and kisses.

" I.. I want to hear more..."

His hands slips up your dress slipping his fingers between your folds, and his fingers were so warm just like Loki's... Loki...

You can't do this to Adam.

As he slips in a finger, you fight your sexual desires by grabbing at his arm. You shuddered as you push on causing his appendage to slide out.

" I'm.. I'm sorry."

He seems to be on the verge of tears, but you were quick to hug him.

" I want to.. badly. It isn't fair to take advantage of you."

" You can do whatever you want to me, but it isn't the most respectable time or place, is it? I wouldn't want to make Zekial angry. I'll leave you be Y/n."

You looked up at him, and all you could see is a broken man.