You brace yourself for the storm uphead

You're scared. No, terrified fits better. You know your dad loves you, that he would be nervous about you being a bottom, but you don't know how he'll react to the fact that you are now in a relationship with a man who is old enough to be your father. Whimpering softly, you look to Robert for comfort. He doesn't hesitate, surprisingly, and removes himself from you, only to pick you up and hold you in his lap. This embrace isn't sexual, like all the other times he's held you. This one is loving and protective. Hell, you feel safer in his arms than you did in your father's arms sometimes. "I won't let him take you from me." he says softly.

"Why?" you ask softly, needing to know if Robert is falling in love with you or simply wants a baby, "I... I'm nothing special..."

Robert gently places his hand on your cheek and looks into your eyes. He sighs and shakes his head affectionately. "Never say that again." he says softly, "You are one of the most beautiful boys I've ever seen. You're going to give birth to my child and I'm drawn to you unlike anyone I've ever been with. I'm not letting you go because of that and I want to turn that draw into a loving relationship that our children can look at and want for themselves. Trust me Lexus, I want you and I want more with you."

You're silent, but you nod at his words, a silly, love-struck smile gracing your face. "I want that too." you say softly, "I want you."

"Then we'll give it our best shot." he says, "Now, go get into your clothes. I'll get you some more once we've got everything settled, but we have to deal with your father first.