The Impregnation Theory

If the situation wasn’t so goddamn serious and if it didn’t feel like someone was stabbing Gray in the heart and twisting the knife he would have laughed at how Sia looked at his penis. They had both seen each other naked before, but only when they were kids. Nudity wasn’t much of a hot topic when you were only ten or eleven, but now Sia looked at his thing like some horrid monster escaping from his body.

They would have stared at each other for a long time if only Andria’s shallow laughter echoed in the room. When Gray turned the noblewoman still had cum leaking out from her vagina, but she was holding her belly while chuckling.

“What a coincidence, isn’t it Gray?” her grin was malicious. “But if you want your gold, it’s right behind her.”

She was at least right about that. Behind Sia, there were three neat pouches of gold, and she stood between Gray and the gold like some monster guarding it.

Wait, take things slow….I can explain….

“Sia,” Gray took it slowly. “Please don’t panic…”

“Asshole!” she shoved him back, and Gray stumbled down and fell on his butt. Before he could speak Sia was out of the room in a flash. By the time Gray stood up he only caught the trailing shadow of her frock.

“You fucking bitch!” Gray tried his best to stop himself from lunging into the bed and choking the woman. “You planned all of this.”

Andria looked at Gray’s clenched fists in fascination. “You can’t hurt me, Gray. That’s against the agreement. And even if you do, I have the right to defend myself.”

Her hand moved to the bedside table, and opening the top drawer she brought her hand back up with a silver knife. “Don’t come any near boy!”

Gray didn’t want to even if he had the choice. He knew Sia. She was the most reactionary person he’d met in his whole life. God knew what she would do to herself now that she saw him…the way he didn’t want to see him.

“I’ll get back you!” he grabbed his pants and pulled them up.

“Oh, you can’t. Lord Julius will be back home in a few hours, and if you are smart you’ll get the gold and run out of here. You shouldn’t have messed with the nobility, you dumb idiot!”

Gray sped out of the room, closing the door in the process. Somehow his body felt weaker after his last spurt, and he fell down twice. His vision doubled, but he kept running.

He first ran for the kitchen, which was empty. Lyla was probably at the market, which was a good sign. Gray didn’t want to defend himself against a daughter and her mother. His second option was their little bedroom, and he saw Sia packing something into their old knapsack.

“Wait, Sia,” Gray called. “Please, listen to what I have to say.”

She only gave him a glare. Her eyes looked dry. “Oh, you are dressed.”

“Where are you going?”

“Out of this place.”

“Good, I gathered the money. We just need to find your mother in the market and we all could-”

“No!” she snapped. She gave a pointy finger at him. “I don’t want ANYTHING to do with you ever again in my life. Don’t even think of coming near me.”

“That’s bullshit,” Gray snapped. “I did all of this for you and your mother.”

His second sentence was You think I enjoyed this? But then Sia would have a smart comeback, and the truth was Gray enjoyed it.

“For me?” her eyes welled up with tears again, but she wiped them off and went back to tying the knapsack. “You had sex with another woman and you say you did it for me?”

“I know you are not going to believe it, but please listen. I met a fairy in the basement, she gave me this weird power to finally take away the curse that is on this kingdom. No man can produce children but with my…seed…I can give women children. It’s almost a blessing.”

Sia hung the knapsack on her back. “You going around having sex with women isn’t a blessing, it just makes you a whore.”

At that Gray’s temper rose.

I did all of this for you and this is what I get?

He grabbed her hand and pulled her close. “What if I don’t let you go?”

She met his eyes. “And you are going to fuck me too? Then get on with it.”

Gray almost had the urge to do it. He wanted to push her down to bed, tear off her clothes, and see those beautiful breasts. He wanted to suck on them while spreading her legs and plowing her down just like he did with Andria.

But when he wanted to push her down, or when he wanted to steal a kiss, something clawed at his heart, and the moment he lost his grip, Sia pushed him away.

“I’m not angry because you had sex with Lady Andria,” she spat. “I’m angry because you hid everything from me, and every time I asked, you just did everything behind my back. I trusted you Gray, and now I hate you.”

She turned, and then she was out of the room. Gray heard the front door open and then slam shut.

I should stop her. There is nowhere for her to go.

He thought fast. He still had time to catch up to her.

I’ll run back to the room, get the gold, and then chase after her.

Gray ran to the top floor as fast as his legs carried him. Andria was nowhere to be seen, and he didn’t care. He went to the wardrobe where he found three bags of gold. He hung one on his belt and took the other two in his hands. He only opened one of them, just to see its contents. It was all there. Glistening gold. Money a commoner can only imagine.

At least that wish is true.

Gray turned and ran for the door. He gave one last look at the rich living room and the furniture he had cleaned for more than five years.

Goodbye, shitty house!

He opened the door and found him standing face to face with Lord Julius.

“You little fucker,” his eyes were glistening with rage. “Just where the hell do you think you’re going?”