Till Death Do Us... Part??

Ask Me What??

Peter's Pov:

The next morning I woke up to Wade acting suspiciously.

First he was rummaging around in his underwear drawer, putting something up, then he was whispering to his boxes and Beast low enough so I couldn't hear.

He was silent for most of the day, and when he talked it was always to someone else. He wasn't even making eye contact with me throughout the day, and I was starting to get nervous.

After all of that, it was around mid day when he started fidgeting nervously.

It took like two hours to get him to talk to me about it, and when I say I was shocked I mean I was really really really shocked by what he said.

"Peter," He started, already shocking the fuck out of me. "I know I'm not the most confident in my looks, but I am confident in the fact that I want to spend the rest of my life with you and that sexy ass, like damn! Shut it Yellow... I wanted to ask you something that will change what we are to each other forever."

He took a deep breath, and gripped my hands in his own.

"I'm just gonna say it and I don't care what you say because you are already mine. Baby Boy, will you marry me?" He asked, looking straight into my eyes, determination set in his posture and facial features.

"Nope." I said popping the p. "Only because you didn't have to ask. I'm already yours, and you could have slipped a ring on my finger last night and I would've been too happy to say anything."

His face fell before lighting up deeply with love. "So, what I'm hearing is 'no', because it'll always be 'yes'?"

"Exactly, now can my sexy mate and fiance give me a kiss?" I giggled.

Wade shook his head no, before placing a simple gold band around my ring finger. It was a beautiful engagement ring, and I couldn't help but smile when he put it on me.

"When I went into town I also found a shop that custom makes any sexual request..." My love smirked, softly giggling when he passed me a big semi heavy bag. "Open it when you are ready to be fucked again."

I smirked as well, "So I can open it up right now?" Chuckling at my Papa Bear's lusty expression, I kissed him and grabbed some homemade vanilla bean ice-cream from one of the kitchen staffs hands. I thanked them and went into a room that Wade had redesigned to be my study, which is down the hall from what's gonna be our babies room, and our room.

This has become my regular before dinner snack, but sometimes I had it with gherkins and other times I had it with French fries. Today was a French fry day.

I opened the package, and inside I found a gold colored cock ring, some sexy, deep red colored body harnesses and garters, a gold colored, exact model of Wade's dick in dildo form, and some black heeled thigh high leather boots that had gold spikes and spider webs on the heel. I also found a note inside, handwritten by none other than my mate that said;

"Baby boy, whenever you wear this I want a show. You're challenge is to make Daddy cum without touching, and if you can do it, which I don't doubt, I'll take good care of your body and needs.
                                       ~Papa Bear"

Nothing could hold back the shiver that ran down my spine, and if it weren't for the pain in my lower back and asshole, I would've called Wade into the room, and had him fuck the living hell out of me.

Placing everything back into the bag, I started writing about my outlook of the next several years in our home.

Wade was content with not ruling over everyone, but there are some people who'd rather have him take over, and to be completely honest, I'm one of them.

That was the first and only thing I wrote down in the blank book so far.

I have decided to write in this journal when I have time, or when I remember about it, as a sort of private thing that I could hold onto for whenever I start to forget.

For the most part of the day, I was waddling around the castle, doing random things to stay active.

At some point I went outside and used my webbing to create a swing, that I relaxed on until Wade teleported in front of me, scaring the ever loving crap out of me.

"WADE!!!!" I shrieked as I nearly fell back. If it wasn't for the design that I went with, I would've fallen onto my back and hurt our babies.

Wade chucked a bit, which angered me, but he sobered up quickly. "I'm sorry love, but you're eyes bugged out, and it was oddly adorable. I like seeing you so peaceful, so pregnant, and so perfect on a swing that you made." He then laughed, as he kneeled in front of me.

"I never thought I'd actually get to see someone pregnant with my little Chimeras, Petey. It's satisfying and extremely terrifying to know that in only a few short months, I'll be a dad." he smiled, leaving his hand on my round belly.

"Not to scare you, but it might only be one month until we meet or babies. I'm also terrified, seeing as I'm not sure how I'm gonna birth them."

"Whell," Wade began, "The author wants you to have a c-section, but I'm not sure what that is... She's weird." Wade said, tapping his chin, as he looked at the tree, more than likely seeing the person he called the author in a dimension past what I could see.

I smiled and placed my hands on his face. "What does she look like?"

"Like your standard potato." I chuckled before gasping as a random chicken was projected out of the sky at Wade.

He pouted, but stayed quiet. We sat for about an hour, silent and comfortable.

Wade's head was rested on my lap, and I noticed that my love was asleep. Though I wanted to leave him where he lay, it was darkening quickly, and I was too tired for anything, including staying alert just to sleep outside.

I woke Wade up and once he saw how late it was, he picked me up and carried me inside, to our room.

After stumbling around the castle a few times, he groggily made it to our room.

"Baby go to sleep. I'm gonna read for a little bit." I said, grabbing a book off of the night stand.

I had barely gotten past the first chapter when Wade sat up.

"What's wrong?" I asked, kind of worried.

"I can't sleep. Filler chapters always bore me to death, but I can't seem to sleep either... help me Petey!"

"Well, Papa Bear, maybe it's like those online books, and she doesn't want to end the chapter with us sleeping."

"BUUUUUUUT I'M BOIIIIIOOOOOOOORRRREEDEED!!!" Wade whines, and though it is annoying, I still find it cute that he's so impatient.

"Well how about we go get some food?" I asked, even with knowing my mate knew that halfway back from dinner my feet would be killing me.

"Mmnnmnm... How about we order some chimichangas and tacos for dinner tonight and we eat in bed?"... I must admit that appeals to my lazy side.

So that's exactly what we did. During our meal we talked about our babies, and afterwards I told Wade about my childhood, and my life before I met him.

To say it was funtastical, would be the understatement of the year.