《THE PRINCE AND I》🌹⁶⁶
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The next day....
"Okay, let's see how the little royal is doing" The doctor says applying the cold gel on Skye's stomach. Prince kept his eyes on the monitor.
"Hmm, the baby is a little stressed, i can tell by the heartbeat....it's irregular"
Worry came over the couple, their baby was stressed?
"What could be the cause?" Skye asked.
"Most causes are dey air or too much activity, but i recommend you to have a few humidifiers around the house. Have eight hours of sleep and try stretching for a few minutes a day. Other than that, you're all fine. Don't worry about it"
He sighed in relief. At least it wasn't serious.
"So your notes say you want a natural birth?" She asked. Skye nodded.
"I see....i mean it's rare a case so i don't think we can do it unless we make an incision along your penis to make the passage wider for the baby to pass through"
Prince shuddered. Sounded painful.
"We can do that" Skye said. The doctor nodded and wiped the gel off, she closed her clipboard.
"Okay then, I'll see you next month for your third trimester"
"Thanks doc"
Once the doctor left, Prince turned to Skye.
"Why are you adamant on having a natural birth?" The whole thing sounded risky and he doesn't want anything to happen to Skye and their baby.
"If i have a csection there will be lots of scar tissue and it makes it less of a possibility for me to get pregnant again especially for a person like me."
Prince smiled.
"You want more kids?" He asked. It was a topic they had not discussed yet. Skye nodded.
"I've always wanted three kids, one boy and two girls"
"I see....let's go grab something to eat"
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They walked out of the room and the security guards follwed behind in silence, it was something Skye had finally got used to, he even invites them for lunch.
"So where are we going?" Skye asked once they got in the car.
"Lets spend the day with my parents, its been long since we hanged out"
"Great! I love Star's ooey gooey chocolate cake"
He started the car as he laughed.
"I swear to God, you should be married to food"
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Xavier woke up in an empty bed, he heard the shower go off then followed by a low curse. He chuckled and sat up on the bed, his eyes locked at the bathroom door.
Benedict, who was inside the bathroom wrapped a towel around his waist, his body still wet from the steaming shower he just took. Having Xavier spend the night was....interesting. he now knows that the man likes to sleep in the fetal position, Xavier also had a baby grip while he slept, he knows that because he lost a curl or two.
He opened the door and smiled at Xavier.
"Morning"
Xavier smiled back at him.
"Why are you up so early?"
"I have to take a jog, then some stretches"
"I see....let me join you"
Benedict chuckled.
"You sure? Not to be rude but....you are a little....weak at the legs"
Xavier blushed. It was true, his legs had gave out the first minute Benedict was inside him.
"That's why i should practice! Also you're the last person to say that to me Mr 'i don't think i can walk'"
He laughed.
"At least my legs gave out at the end not the first minute"
Xavier huffed and stood up. He walked up to Benedict and kissed him on the lips easily dominating the kiss.
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Benedict moaned, his back pressing on the cold wall, then followed by a whimper as Xavier had sneakily pulled away the towel from his waist.
"You can be strong as you like, I'll still love you" Xavier says breathlessly. Benedict blushed, why did he had to say that.
"Okay.....I love you too"
A smile formed on Xavier's face. He spanked his boyfriend two times and went inside the bathroom. Benedict frowned.
"He's so mean"
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"This is the colour i was thinking of using for the ceremony" Star said. Prince and Skye shared an awkward look.
"Uhm....mom? The colour is still white, what's different about that?"
She couldn't believe her ears.
"This is clearly pearl white, that was eggshell white"
Prince face palmed. This was going to be a long day!
"How about this, we mix Prince's colours with mine, babe what's your favourite colour?" Skye said trying to end the colour debate.
"Black" replied Prince. Star's face morphed to a mortified expression.
"We cannot have that colour scheme, absolutely not! It will look like a goth wedding or something"
Skye sighed. Then he smiled.
"How about we let Star and my mom do this, while Prince and I have a talk with Luke"
Prince glanced at his fiance who gave him the 'say yes' look.
"Yeah, you do that mom" he said before they walked out. Skye giggled.
"We're so mean, why did we do that to her?"
"I don't blame you, we've been here for ten minutes and it feels like it's been 84 years"
They arrived at the king's office, Prince entered the code on the lock and it opened with a click. Luke was inside sitting behind his desk with a folder in his hands.
"Hey dad"
He looked up and smiled.
"Prince, Skye what brings you here today?"
The two sat down and Skye leaned back. This stomach was getting bigger each morning it seems.
"We wanted to see you, also we came to ask you something"
He closed the folder and gave them his undivided attention.
"I hope everything is alright?"
"It's....it's about Edward"
He sighed.
"What about him?" He asked. Prince could sense that His father had officially checked out from the whole Edward topic.
"Why is he sent to a prison with no mental health programs? He needs help"
"We thought he did and he came back with a babg made of a steaming pile of shit. What would happen if he went there again? Would he bring a toddler made from rat droppings?"
"Regardless of that, he still needs the help, if he doesn't get it and his sentence is up what will happen when he gets out?" Skye spoke up.
"How about this, we hire a private psychiatric therapist and they'll visit him during visitation time to help him"
"Sounds reasonable"
He nodded.
"Good, now about your coronation ceremony, Skye has to get measurements for his crown"
Prince stood up with a smile.
"We can check the vault first, I'm sure there's a crown or tiara that'll fit him"
"Very well"
He watched them walk out and he sighed.
"Young love.....unpredictable"
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