Passion filled the air as much as small moans and grunts did. Sweat dripped down the forehead of the taller body, biting his lip as he desperately gripped the bedsheets in his hands. The smaller beneath him tried hiding his moans in his taller partner’s neck, the dull sound of skin slapping against skin among the air.
    “S-Sisco~” Moaned the younger, a small hand tangled deep into Sisco’s dark green locks. He did everything in his power to keep himself under control, taking hold of his partner’s flushed red cheeks to make yellow eyes look at him.
    “I love you Cuza… Don’t forget it…” Was all he whispered, capturing his lips before slamming deep into him. Cuza’s moans got caught between their mouths, nails raking deep down his lover’s back once he’d found that one special spot.

God, how hot this boy sounded when he moaned his name…

Positions switched and Cuza squeaked, looking down into clouded blue eyes as he sat on top. The acrobat bit his lip and rocked his hips, taking his time to get used to the feeling of being on top as he rode his partner. The pleasure had almost tripled for the both of them, Cuza pressing both of his hands into Sisco’s chest as he leaned forward and arched his back, attempting to keep his moans quiet. Sisco licked his lips and gripped his lover’s tan hips tightly, keeping him moving as he brought his own hips up to meet with each movement. Tears stuck to Cuza’s cheeks as they continued, leaning down and laying flush against his partner’s chest while wrapping his arms around his neck.
    “Getting close…?” Sisco whispered into his ear, the lust his deep voice carried enough to make Cuza melt. While he couldn’t find his voice, he gave a small nod into his neck as his hands found their way back into deep green hair. “Me too…”

Cuza sank his teeth into the sweaty pale skin of the taller man, letting out a long, shivering moan as his climax hit, the thick liquid splattering its way against their pressed together stomachs. The tightening of Sisco’s stomach made him groan lowly, biting his lip harshly and making it bleed as his own climax hit. His seed painted Cuza’s insides as he let out a shuttering moan, tightening his hold on his lover’s hips to the point where his knuckles turned white. The two attempted to come down from their highs as Cuza shifted, making Sisco pull out of him before he collapsed beside him, their breaths heavy in their throats. Sisco licked his lips and frowned at the metallic taste it held, taking his hand and wiping his mouth just to see how bad it was. Licking his lips again, he looked at Cuza, only to smile softly when he saw that he already fell asleep. He leaned over and kissed his head gently, moving to get up to clean up.

Unfortunately, the knock at the door prevented him from doing so, making the Satan blader heave a groan and throw on a loose shirt with his boxers. Pushing his hair from his face, he walked to the door, unlocking it and opening it to see Kris and Trad standing on the other side.
    “Can I help you?” He asked with a raised eyebrow, leaning against the door frame with a frown.
    “Sisco, I keep having bladers come to me complaining about the noise you and Cuza make. Whatever it is that causes you two to make such a racket, please try to keep it down so you don’t wake others up.” Kris told him nicely, her hands holding onto the cardigan she was wearing at the time. “And what happened to your lip? Why are you bleeding? Are you two fighting? 
    “We’re not fighting Kris, I bit my lip a little too hard by accident. We’re fine in here.” Sisco muttered with a yawn, licking his lips and tasting the blood again.
    “Alright… But if I get one more complaint about you two, I will separate you. Good night Sisco.”
    “Yes, good night.” The blue-eyed man told her, closing the door and rolling his eyes after. He pulled his shirt off with a grunt and decided to use it to clean off his stomach, walking over and doing the same with Cuza gently before he threw it into his laundry basket. Yawning, he collapsed carefully onto his bed and turned to his side, pulling his sleeping lover to his chest as he finally closed his eyes to sleep…

~~~

The morning came hours later and Sisco was dressed and ready after taking a shower. Cuza was up as well, but he was tucked into bed after the green-haired man changed the sheets. The small acrobat wasn’t feeling well, having thrown up in his sleep and waking up covered in it.

Of course though, Sisco helped clean him up in the bath and dressed him into looser clothes, draping a cool damp washrag over his forehead after getting him settled. The older man leaned down and kissed his head gently, his thumb stroking his cheek.
    “I’m sorry to leave you my love but I have to get to training, or else that bey trainer is gonna have my head…” He told him softly, laying his head next to him for a second. “I’ll ask Ang to come and check on you while I’m out…”
    “I should be fine, don’t worry about me…” Cuza said tiredly, yellow eyes dull and half-lidded.
    “I’m definitely going to worry about you Cuza. We’ve been together for almost two years, I love you with all my heart, I’m going to worry when you’re not feeling well…”

Cuza giggled softly, moving and kissing his lover’s head softly.
    “You’re a softie…” He teased quietly, laughing again when Sisco grumbled and attempted to hide the pink on his cheeks.
    “Be quiet you…” He told him, moving and standing straight. “I love you, but seriously try to rest…”
    “I promise I will… And I love you too…” Hearing Cuza tell him he loved him, it always made Sisco feel better mentally. He leaned down and gave him a soft kiss to the lips before walking to the door. Looking back and watching him get comfortable, Sisco let out a soft sigh before walking out of the room.

The green-haired blader made his way to the dining hall where the rest of the team was, greeting Ang as she handed him a tray with his breakfast.
    “Morning Ang.” He greeted, Ang giving him a sweet smile.
    “Well good mornin’ there Sisco.” She grinned, her southern accent thick in her sweet voice. “Cuza a little late this mornin’?”
    “He’s not feeling well today. I was wondering if you could just check up on him every now and then, just while I’m training with the team.”
    “Well sure thing darlin’! After I finish up here, I’ll take him breakfast and some medicine.”
    “That would be great, thank you.” Sisco told her, thanking her for the breakfast as he made his way towards a table.
    “He really means a lot to ya, doesn’ he?” Ang called to him, making the tall male stall his steps.
    “Of course he does, he’s a friend.” Sisco called back, fighting the smile that threatened his lips. He continued toward a table and sat down, eating his breakfast to get ready for training.

~~~

Ang made her way down the hall of the BC Sol dormitory building, in her hand a tray of breakfast and some medicine for the sick acrobat. Sisco was outside with the rest of the team for training, but made sure he gave the southern mama his key so she could get inside. Adjusting the tray in her arm, she dug the key out of her apron pocket and stuck it into the lock, successfully unlocking the door before stepping inside.
    “Hi Cuza! Sisco told me you weren’ feelin’ too good so I came by and-” She stopped, not seeing the small blader in bed. “Cuza?”

She set the tray on the bedside table and shut the door, walking towards the bathroom since she heard something in there. She pushed the door open and found Cuza distressed and emptying his stomach, moving over to him and kneeling down before rubbing his back gently to sooth him. Cuza sat back with a gasp and sob when he finished emptying his stomach, coughing harshly as tears coated his cheeks. His teary yellow eyes soon met the concerned brown eyes of Ang, going to greet her but ended up only coughing again.
    “Ah, no talkin’ until we calm that throat of yers down.” The woman told him gently, helping him up carefully and leading him out towards the bed. She sat him down and grabbed the glass of water from the tray, handing it over to him. Cuza immediately welcomed the cool, soothing liquid into his mouth, taking a drink of it happily.
    “H-hi Ang…” He said to her once the burn in his throat went down, smiling shyly to her.
    “Hey there little one. Sisco told me you weren’ feelin’ too good, so brought some breakfast and some medicine for ya.” She smiled back, taking the medicine and pouring it onto the spoon she brought. “This should help ya for a bit.” She held the spoo up to him, Cuza humming softly as he closed his mouth around it to take the medicine. He grunted softly and shook his head as he swallowed, taking another drink of his water. 

Ang set the spoon back on the tray and pushed Cuza’s messy back hair back from his face with her hand. She pressed her lips to his forehead gently, pulling back after a second.
    “Well, it doesn’ feel like ya have a fever, so that’s good.” She said, pushing his hair back again gently. It’s most likely just a stomach bug sweet pea.”
    “T-that’s what I was thinking…” Cuza said, taking a small bite of the strawberry he picked up. Ang gave a small hum and kissed his forehead gently, standing.
    “Try and eat up sweetie, it should make ya feel a bit better.” The woman smile gently to him, making her way to the door. “I’ll come by later to check up on ya and take the tray back, okay?”
    “O-okay… Thanks Ang…”
    “Any time sugar.”

~~~

Sisco ran a hand through his sweaty green hair and let out a soft yawn, stretching his arms out with a grunt. The team finished training for the day which meant he could go and take care of his sick baby. Ang gave his dorm key back and Sisco thanked her again for the help, the woman smiling and telling him it was the least she could do. Unlocking his door, he walked into the dark room and closed the door, locking it yet again before setting Satan and the key on the dresser.

Hey found Cuza asleep in bed and felt himself smile softly, slipping his boots off before walking over and pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead before making his way into the bathroom. He dropped his vest to the floor as he undid his belt, taking his glasses and his gloves off before setting them on the sink. His shirt was next before he stretched out again, turning the shower on as he got the rest of his clothes off. Taking a nice shower, he stepped out with a soft sigh before taking the towel and drying his body off, wrapping it around his waist after taking it to his hair to dry it a bit. He yawned yet again as he picked up his glasses, sliding them back on and taking a look in the foggy mirror. He glanced and saw something at the bottom of the mirror, a pale hand reaching out and picking it up to look it over. 

His eyes had widened when he realized what it was and he dropped it with a sharp breath, looking at the door that leads back out into the main room. He furrowed his brows and opened the door, walking out into the room where he noticed Cuza up and rubbing his eyes.
    “H-hey… How was training…?” The smaller male asked him gently, yawning quietly.
    “Oh, uh, it was okay I guess. How’d you sleep?” Sisco asked him back, running his fingers through his wet hair.
    “O-okay I guess… Are you okay? You’re fidgeting… You only fidget when you’re nervous…”

Damn. How dare this acrobat know him so well…

Sisco sat on the bed with a sigh, rubbing his hands together slightly before looking at him with skeptical blue eyes, that being a little out of character for him.
    “What’s wrong?” Cuza asked him, rubbing his shoulder gently as concern weaved its way into his yellow eyes. Sisco heaved out a heavy breath and looked deep into those yellow eyes he fell in love with.
    “Is it true?” He started, fear in his voice. “Are you pregnant?”

Cuza felt his eyes widen, tears filling them as he looked at his hands and nodded.
    “I-I just found out this morning… I-I had a feeling, a-and I was picky with eating breakfast-” His breath got caught for a minute, looking at his beloved. “S-Sisco… I-I’m really pregnant…” His tears coated his cheeks as a small sob broke past his lips.
    “Oh Cuza, please don’t cry… It’s going to be okay-”
    “B-but it’s not! S-Sisco, I’m a guy! I-I’m pregnant! T-there’s nothing okay with this!” Cuza cried, hugging his lover tightly and sobbing into his chest. The taller blader rubbed his back and made him look into his eyes, his hands on his cheeks gently.
    “Take a deep breath with me baby…” He told him gently, breathing in deeply. Cuza did the same and took in a deep breath, letting it out quietly. “Everything is going to be okay… We’ll keep your pregnancy a secret until you start showing…”

That was another thing. No one on the entire team knows about their relationship. They weren’t really comfortable sharing something so big with the people they blade with, so the two decided it was best that no one would know about them being a couple. Except for Ang now. How do you think Cuza got the test?

Cuza buried his head deeper into Sisco’s neck, enjoying the natural warmth the taller body gave off as he finally started calming down. 
    “S-Sisco…?”
    “Yes baby?”
    “W-we have to tell Kris…” He heard his smaller lover, causing him to bite his lip softly. He hated the idea, but knew it needed to be done.
    “Alright… Let’s go tell her…”

~~~

The two walked into Kris’s office, Sisco doing his best to stay emotionless as Cuza looked terrified. Kris looked up from her documents, smiling as the two walked up to her desk.
    “Sisco, good to see you again. And Cuza, you certainly look better. So sorry to hear that you weren’t feeling too well today.” She said to them, her hands folding together.
    “We need to talk.” Sisco started, glancing over at the bey trainer and giving a soft cough. “Alone…”

Kris nodded and looked to Trad, giving a soft smile.
    “Trad, if you could please? Just for a moment.” She said sweetly, making the brown-haired man beside her sigh.
    “Alright, I’ll be down the hall if you need me.” The bey trainer said simply, walking across the room and out the door.
    “Now, what was it you needed to talk to me about?” She asked, giving her full attention. Cuza let out an involuntary whine, gripping the back of the shirt Sisco was currently wearing.
    “We’d like you to be the first to know that… Cuza and I are having a baby.” Sisco told her, a hand reaching back and petting his lover’s messy black hair. Kris stayed silent for a moment to soak in the information, letting out a soft giggle.
    “Sisco, I’m sorry to disappoint you, but Cuza isn’t a girl. Men can’t carry children like women can.” The team owner explained, another small giggle escaping her glossed lips.

Cuza felt tears fill his eyes as his grip tightened on his tall boyfriend’s shirt, sniffling softly. Sisco himself bit back a growl as he dug his hand into his shorts, pulling out the pregnancy test he found earlier and tossing it on Kris’s desk.
    “Does that make it look like I’m fucking joking?” He hissed, running his fingers through Cuza’s hair to calm him down. Kris picked the test up and studied it for a moment, her blue eyes widening slightly.
    “So… You’re really having a baby?” She asked when she looked back up at them, setting the test back down.
    “I-it’s true…” Cuza said softly, yellow eyes staring tearfully at her. Kris took a deep breath before giving the two a friendly smile, bringing her hands up to rest her chin on them.
    “Well, then let me be the first to congratulate the two of you! I’m sure you two must be thrilled.” She said sweetly, smiling brightly. “How many know as of now?”
    “Just us and you. We’re planning to tell Ang tomorrow morning, but we’re keeping it from everyone else until he starts showing.” Sisco said, Kris nodding slightly. She thought for a moment, a hand to her cheek.
    “Cuza, you should know that these next nine months are going to be super hard not only on you, but on Sisco as well. There are going to be things that you need to be mindful of and things you’d need to avoid. I’ll find a couple parenting books to bring to the two of you tomorrow.” The owner told them, causing them to nod.
    “Thoughts are in mind, thanks Kris.” Sisco told her, taking Cuza’s hand gently. “Good night.”
    “Yes, good night you two.”

Sisco and Cuza disappeared behind the door and, a couple minutes later, in walked Trad.
    “Everything okay?” He asked, taking his place beside her yet again. Kris nodded, a soft smile on her lips.
    “Everything’s fine Trad.” She told him, her head on her hands gently. “Everything is perfectly fine…”

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