Spice of Life
Bedsprings creaked as a light, feathered form sat down on them, the owner of those feathers sighing as he lay down. Morning light was seeping through his window but it might as well have been moonlight for all things considered. Aching form lay down upon the bed, his eyes closing as sleep slowly stole him away, filling his head with thoughts... in a perfect world anyway. No sooner had he closed his eyes than Bohemian Rhapsody was playing from his cellphone, making his bedside table vibrate a bit.
With quite a bit of effort, the bird picked up the hellish device, flipping it open and pushing it to his ear. "Hello, you've reached DJ Galven... can I help you?" He was expecting a lot of things, but a deep Spanish timber was not one of them.
"Hola chico, was just hoping that you were awake still. I know you work the nights and couldn't help but assume you were sueño... I will call back if you want to sleep now, mí amor..." That voice was welcome, so very calming after the avian's long night.
"No, no, Diego. I'm awake. I can stand to stay up a bit longer to talk with my big, strong, saucy Mexican lover." DJ laughed softly, sitting up in his bed as he smiled. There was always something relaxing about his lover's voice, just being there for him at the right moment.
"Ah, that is good, I think. I want to see you for breakfast, before I have to work... can you meet me at... ah, what is that diner... The Nest? I promise I shall make it worth your while..." The suggestion in the voice on the other end held just enough hint of promise that DJ just smiled and said...
"I'll be there in a few minutes, dear." He giggled, saying a quick goodbye before standing up. If there was going to be any fun involved... he'd have to be better washed and dressed!
***
The Nest was a nice out of the way diner, with a homey atmosphere all its own and a thriving gay community surrounding it. As such, the friendly matron that manned the shop all by herself was quite open to the idea of men being intimate, but she did ask those at the window seats refrain from anything more untoward than a kiss.
A bell jangled overhead, snapping DJ's interest for a split second before he started to look around. There was no need, though, as the man he was looking for was just inside the door to his right.
The face of his lover split out into a grin of absolute joy as he stood up, accidentally bonking his head into the low ceiling of the diner. The gryphon was tall and handsome, tawny gold feathers and fur decorating his form, leaving one to only guess where one began and the other ended. His face was always carrying that hint of sultry flare that DJ had come to love, bright green eyes glimmering in the low light of the diner. He simply beckoned to the seat in front of him, clearly already in the middle of enjoying his own breakfast of a biscuit with some light butter on it.
"Sug, what do you want for your meal? Your boyfriend's already offered to pay." Came the light, lilting southern accent of the matron, a portly skunk by the endearing name of Jewel, from near the grill.
DJ sat down slowly into his seat before the big gryphon pushed him in, before just glancing at the menu. "Ah, I'll have coffee and grits, Jewel, if you don't mind." He smiled as he set down the menu, even as he heard the gas grill being fired up.
"So, my chico, how was your performance last night? Did you wear anything special?" Diego purred richly, rolling his r's ever so slightly, just barely carrying his heritage in his speech. Eyelids lowered, palms together as he stared at his smaller lover over the rim of his half glasses... oh, he was definitely interested in what went on.
"Mm... well, you know my little schoolgirl uniform? I wore that. Got to tease a lotta guys with it..." He smiled as the gryphon's purrs took on a deeper rumble, he could practically see the thoughts running through Diego's head of teacher and student sessions gone sexy.
"Ay... already the thought of you in that skimpy skirt... it gets my blood boiling, chico..." His voice was hushed, even if no one was in the dive except for Jewel herself, and she was too busy cooking the raven's breakfast to be listening in. "The things I would do to you... mff!" He murmured, eyes blazing with passionate fever.
"And so would some of the other guys in that club, Diego... their eyes were all on me... I got so many tips just to take off the skirt and reveal those..." He licked his beak, determined to tease the gryphon for all he was worth at this point. "Those tight, floral print panties that you bought me for our anniversary... oh yes, those ones... no one could keep their hands away!"
The low growl that followed was a noise that DJ had come to recognize quite well... the gryphon was quite heavily aroused, but unable to do anything about it at the moment. "Chico... you push your luck..."
The sexual tension was cut, however briefly, when Jewel brought over the raven's fresh cooked grits, setting the bowl down with a happy smile. "Now, one sugah or two? And do you want creamer?" She smiled, either happily oblivious about the conversation she had cut in on, or all-knowing and just determined to stop it from getting too spicy.
"Um... I'll take sweetener and a small glass of two percent, if you don't mind... and... is it okay if I get some chocolate syrup too? It's a lot cheaper than going to the coffeehouse and ordering a café mocha." The raven laughed softly, looking up at the portly skunkette.
"Well of course, sug! Just gotta say the magic word and I'm at your beck and call!" Jewel laughed as she waddled off back behind the counter, opening up the fridge and hoisting out the container of milk and a small bottle of chocolate syrup. The two ingredients were poured into the raven's coffee cup and soon there was just the sound of fork to bowl and cup to beak.
Eventually though, the meal did come to an end and both just sat back in contentment, patting their stomachs as they smiled at one another. As if on a telepathic link, both of them stood up, Diego walking over and paying off their tab before both stepped out into the early morning sun.
The fresh, calm air of the city morning washed over them both as DJ leaned in against Diego's side, even as one of his well-cut arms wrapped around the raven's waist and chest. There was only one destination on either one's mind, and it was quite a pleasant one at that.
Familiar streets and friendly stores passed by their peripheral gaze, even as the pair walked down those welcoming streets, turning by sheer memory down the winding paths. There were no words between the two, so madly in love as they were that there was no need for speech.
Finally, the gryphon's apartment building came into view and even sooner, Diego's doorway filled their vision. There was a brief meeting of beak to beak in a warm kiss of fondness... but as soon as they were in the door, it was a flurry of passion. Heated embraces and gropes distracted them from closing the door for such a brief moment, but a dangerous one. Voices started coming up the hall, startling them both out of their enjoyment of each other before Diego reached over with a broad foot and slammed the door shut, turning his emerald gaze back at his amethyst eyed lover.
Achingly slow, fingers clawed at clothes and drew them away from each other's bodies, leaving both feathered creatures nude before each other as they smiled. It was a situation so common for them... to get naked and not even want to do much... just to enjoy each other's bodies pressed tight against their own. But this time, there was no holding back for either. Beak met beak in a far more tender, sensual kiss, eyes closing as palms moved over each other's forms, taking in their partner's physique in the best way possible.
Diego was the first to initiate something a bit further, gently hoisting DJ up into the air and throwing him over his shoulder, showing his strength in such a tender manner. "You are mine, chico... I will let no one take you from me. Never." Both smiled at the nice thought as DJ was ceremoniously posed upon the bed, his legs lifted up and over his head, making the raven bend almost double over.
For anyone else, it would be an uncomfortable position, but for DJ... it was natural to have Diego pin him in awkward positions and take his enjoyment. And oh what enjoyment it was. There was brief contact between pucker and rod before the latter was pushed in. No lube was ever used between them, it took away from the natural experience that Diego so loved... and it made the friction between their bodies so much better. They were slow to begin, as usual, the large gryphon taking his time as gently as he possibly could. His beak moved down and nipped along his mate's neck, teasing the flesh underneath the bed of feathers coating his lover and drawing out a soft caw of delight.
Heat flowed easily between them, sweat beaded and tongues lolled as they went the distance... looking back, they would easily say it was one of their longest love-making sessions. Unbridled animalistic lust went between the two with such ease that it was amazing... but like every good thing, it was soon to end. DJ was the first to fall under that passion's spell, streams of pearly white escaping his ebon rod and draped over his beak and chest, an unearthly caw rushing out of his beak to match the flow of his seed.
Diego was soon after, his motions erratic heralding his triumph to be soon... and it did not disappoint. His mighty testicles pulled up against his body as he roared out in ferocious passion, his own jizz pouring forth and staining the raven's insides. "Ay! Chico! Yo... you are so fiery hot!" He managed to call out before slumping atop his lover, cuddling up against him as he moaned out in feral ecstasy, nuzzling the poor raven underneath him.
Slowly and surely, they both stirred from their passionate reverie, looking into each other's eyes. "Chico..." Diego murmured. "I don't want to go anywhere... do you?" The small raven just smiled as he shook his head, laying his head back as slowly, sleep stole him away into dreams... for real this time...
***One Week Later***
"Hrrrrk!" Came the rather unpleasant noise from the bathroom, followed by the sick splatter into the toilet. "Ugh... this is terrible... what's wrong with me?" DJ whimpered as he picked himself up from in front of the porcelain toilet, coughing a bit as he picked up a rag to wash his beak off.
He'd had nearly every virus and bug known to man, but this... this was concerning. He was apparently bloating a little bit, according to Diego's measurements of his physique... and worse than that, he was over the toilet practically every morning. There were so many things wrong with the picture that there was only one thing he could think to do...
The dialtone sounded before he punched in the speed dial number. The phone rang once, twice... three times... finally the voice on the other end picked up with a cheerful "Hello?"
"Hey sis... I need your advice and... it might be concerning... what we did as kids..." There was a long pause on the other end of the phone, making DJ check his phone.
"What's up, bro? Anything wrong... down there?" Finally came the question, making DJ gulp a bit.
"No... but I'm... I'm bloating a bit and... I've been vomiting in the mornings..." Another long pause before Delila murmured the one thing DJ didn't wanna hear.
"DJ... you might be pregnant. Do... do you know who you last slept with?" There was worry in that voice, so potent and thick that the male sibling couldn't help but to put those fears to bed.
"Yeah... it was Diego, my boyfriend. Well... soon to be husband. We had a good morning... about a week ago I think. And that's about when the sickness started coming up." They were both silent for a good long while before Delila finally spoke up.
"Okay, hang tight. I'm gonna go pick up a pregnancy test and bring it over. Just hang on for about 15 more minutes and /don't panic/ you got that?" DJ couldn't help but whimper before hanging up, curling up into a meek little ball on his bed as he waited... and waited.
The knock on the door took him by surprise, making him jump up and hurry over to the door, revealing his sister's concerned face. "I have the test. Just take it, go pee on it, then wait. Okay?"
DJ didn't bother answering, lifting the test out of his sister's fingers and trotting into the bathroom. With a massive hesitance, so unsuited for his live-easy lifestyle... he went and tested himself. Closed eyes hid his initial result from him, even as he brought the worrisome test up to his face. Slowly one eye cracked open and immediately his hearth sunk.
"Delila? I... I'm pregnant..." He whispered harshly, even as he lay down into a ball on the bed. Oh, there would be calls later but for right now? His life had just been turned upside down... and there wasn't a thing he could really do except to give Diego a call at his office...