His Demons (PaperHat Mpreg)

~Chapter 2~

Dr.Flug's PoV

I awoke the next morning, feeling rested and warm. I stretched a little, looking to my side to see that BlackHat had already been up and about. I turned and looked at the clock, seeing it was fairly still early, only around nine o'clock.

I yawned tiredly, throwing the blankets off my half naked figure and blushing at the memory of last night. I grinned to myself, shaking my head. I got up, grabbing a fresh change of clothes and heading to the bathroom for a shower.

After washing myself up and getting dressed, I brushed my teeth and headed out, changing the sheets. I whirled as I headed down the stairs, not bothering to put on my lab coat or paper bag on the account i felt like being lazy in the morning.

I went to the kitchen, groggily walking over to the coffee machine and pouring myself a mug. BlackHat wandered into the kitchen, snaking his arms around my waist and placing gentle kisses on my neck.

"Morning love," he said quietly, knowing I wasn't exactly a morning person. I answered with a small hum, a grin splitting my lips. "How are you feeling?" he asked. I let out a sigh of content, putting a bit of creamer in my coffee.

"My hips are a little sore, but it's nothing too bad," I said. He chuckled deeply.

"Aww, that means I'll have to do better next time," he said, making me choke on my coffee. He laughed and pulled away from me, going over to the cupboard and grabbing a mug for himself. Demencia found her way into the kitchen, looking at me as I leaned on the corner.

"Thanks for the great night sleep guys," she grumbled,  crossing her arms. BlackHat spit his coffee, practically keeling over in laughter as I covered my face in embarrassment.

"I've g-gotta g-get to work," I mumbled, keeping my head down and walking past them both while going to the lab. I slammed the lab doors with a sigh, walking over to my desk and grabbing some of the blue prints. I skimmed through them, realizing I had more invention ideas then I really needed.

I shrugged it off and picked one of the ones I thought would be more fun to work on to give me a challenge. I ran through the blueprints a few times as I worked, going out every now and again and getting the original check up from BlackHat to see how progress is coming.

It was looking good. So far, everything had been rather regular in the BlackHat manor, which was actually quite rare. I was proud of how my work was coming and I'd even get to bed on time. It wasn't really a core to work, and BlackHat often provided me with good company.

A week and a half passed by like this, where everything was just peachy.

And then it all went down hill.

I awoke one morning, the slight burn of bile beginning to rush up my throat. I tried to escape BlackHats grasp, feeling the sensation getting closer.

"B-BlackHat," I said, trying to push out of his grip. He groaned in his sleep and I swallowed to keep it down. "B-BlackHat," I whimpered out. He finally woke up, his grip on me leaving as he rubbed his eyes.

"Flug-" he began, but I didn't stay long enough to hear the rest. I clamped a hand over my mouth as I bolted to the bathroom, not bothering to look back as I heard BlackHat call my name again.

I made it to the bathroom just in time, falling to my knees and hurling my guts up. I gagged so hard it made my eyes water, it actually hurt. Soon enough, I heard the door creak open as BlackHat entered. He rubbed my back, whispering sweet nothings in my ear as I continued to empty the contense of whatever I had left in my stomach.

Finally I had finished, pulling away and breathing heavily. I leaned into BlackHat as he rubbed my stomach soothingly.

"Are you okay baby?" he asked quietly, kissing my hair. I nodded, pulling away from him and brushing my teeth real quick. He waited for me to finish before we both went back to bed. I laid down and looked at the clock beside me, seeing as how it was only eight. I closed my eyes and laid on BlackHats chest, being soothed by the rhythmic beating of his heart.