Mother Earth

5

You were on all fours trying your best to enjoy the intercourse. Hating it, you faked your moans feeling shameful at the fact your son could hear it. You knew it seem innocent to him, and that he's been through this a hundred times. But the guilt just won't go away. The man slaps your ass roughly before flipping you over to thrust deeply inside of you. He doesn't slow down as he bites down on your shoulder to keep himself from saying anything. You scratched his back hoping to convince him you were loving it as well. That's when he almost pulled out too late, and it got all over your folds. Still paranoid in getting pregnant, you wipe it down with your cover. Afterwards, you dig out your cigarettes and lighter, and the guy had the audacity to be a bum and ask for one. You, of course, gave it to him for your motto is to always make the client happy. As he smokes, he decides to strike up a conversation.

One you didn't want to hear.

" Has anyone request you to carry their child yet?"

" No."

" Well, I'll be glad to be the first. I'll discuss it with Hektor when I leave."

Damn it..

" If that's what you want."

....

" I declined him."

" Oh thank God..."

No words could describe how relieved you were.

" It's plural. Gods. Also, my father told me on his death bed to wait two years usage before bringing a child in the scenario."

" He sounds like a wide man."

You truly are his property, aren't you? Just a mere object. You try to push that dreadful feeling away as you decide to return to your room. You were glad no one was waiting for you as you could hear the excitement of your return from your son.

" Mommy!"

You scooped him up from the nightstand engulfing him within your green magic. The mist feels the room, and your wings had returned flapping carelessly.

You were about to stop when that static feeling from your dreams makes its way into your hands, and you couldn't explain the connection as you're unaware what's happening under the surface of the Earth right now. You winced as the voices were the loudest they've ever been. Distracting you from the other children, You see a ball of energy appear behind the gem, and with pure amazement, you see the conformity of limbs. You try your best to continue even though blood was now dripping from your ears, and their talking blurs from the constant ringing. You cradled with one hand still at work, but it soon ended as the door is kicked in. The olive colored clouds vanish leaving a crying baby behind which you hold closely. He.. was perfect-

" Where did you get that child?"

You take a stand rubbing your thumb across the back of his head. Before you could speak, you hear an uproar of people entering the Red Rooms. What have you done to deserve this?!

" Is she the one responsible?! Did she pollute my children with Fae magic!?"

" I.. I didn't mean to. I was directing it towards my son-."

" Let me see the baby."

The man who busted into your living space was the only one to see what you had done for he saw the gem on his chest.

" No! I'm sorry! Please don't.."

He speaks over the crowd as he walks your way calmly.

" I.. I have to make sure he's actually real. If he is, please dear Gods help me form one as well."

" What is this nonsense?!"

The mob makes its way inside, and the man quickly takes him from your arms and showed the audience the obsidian stuck to his body. Hektor finally made it through the crowd to see it as well, and his anger quickly subsided at the sight of the child.

" How did you do it?"

" I honestly didn't mean too."

Hektor has took him now looking at him as if he struck gold.