Sing me to Sleep ((Aida/Drakary)

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"Sweet!" Roux called back.

Aida turned when he heard his mate approach. "how's the kid doing?"

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"He called me dad," Drake said with a bright smile. "And he said to tell his mom he'd see him later."

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Aida paused in what he was doing to cover his mouth. "Oh, fuck," he sniffed, trying to keep from crying. "Damn these hormones... that is so wonderfuk, Drake!"

[praiseofblood]

"I know," Drake said with a smile, going to kiss his mate.

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Aida accepted the kiss and hugged his mate tightly. "I can't wait until we can take our children home and introduce them to the rest of our family. I hope James takes to us as well as Roux did."

[praiseofblood]

"I think he will, he's a smart kid." Drake smiled.

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"Definitel," Aida smiled, cuddling to his mate. "I think he might be a little more artsy, ya know? Did I seriously hear you tell our kid that he can be a fighter pilot?"

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"I didn't technically give him permission." Drake said, shrinking a bit. "And I run from bombs for a living!" he pouted.

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Aida gave him 'the look', "You're an actor. No one is going to try and kill you. A fighter pilot? stars above!" he shook his head. "Let's just hope James has safer career dreams."

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Drake pouted. "Well he's only thirteen, he'll change his mind eventually."

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"Don't give me that face," Aida whined, leaning p to kiss the pout away. "You know it makes me horny..."

[praiseofblood]

Drake continued to pout. "Does it really?" He asked before lifting his mate into his arms.

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Aida grinned, tugging his mate's face down to his. "You know it does," he growled.

[praiseofblood]

Drake chuckled, taking his mate to their bedroom.

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Aida wiggled down no sooner then they were in their room before shoving his mate onto the bed and moving to straddle him.