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Fizz and Ozzie had been living together for about three months, now. After he won the yearly pageant in Greed the second time, Ozzie refused to let him live by himself since the fans seemed to get a bit crazier. At one point, someone tried to break into his apartment while he was on a gig, which was quite frightening.
After that, as a way of welcoming him to his home, the Sin presented Fizz with a swarm of nine little quieves… including an albino one with no wings and had lost the use of her back legs, thus she had to use a wheelchair to get around. Fizz absolutely loved his new pets, giving them kisses and speaking to them in baby talk. They were just his precious little babies and he wanted nothing more than to dote and adore them, and Ozzie just loved to see him happy.
Of course, there was this one time when Big Daddy tried to put his foot down.
It was a quiet, rainy night, and Fizz and Ozzie were sound asleep in their bed. They had just gotten through a passionate round of love-making and had pretty much tuckered themselves out. However, as Ozzie snored beside Fizz, the imp was roused from his sleep as he heard a familiar squeaky buzzing sound, causing him to blearily blink his eyes as he found himself staring into two huge glowing pink orbs.
“Precious…?” Fizz muttered as he sat up while the little albino queef tried to clamber onto the bed, letting out a squeaky whine as she pawed at the mattress with her little front legs, causing the imp to smile at her endearingly. “Aww, does baby wanna sleep with Daddy?” With a giggle, he reached down to pick up the little insect-dog hybrid and happily cuddled with her.
“Fizz, what’s up?” Ozzie asked as he sleepily opened one eye.
“I think Precious might be a little lonely,” Fizz said. “Ozzie, can she sleep with us?”
“Fizz, she has her own bed, along with the others,” Ozzie argued as he raised his head and gave him a stern glare.
“Aww, Ozzie, please?” Fizz asked as he held his beloved pet. “It’s just for one night! She can go back to sleep in her bed tomorrow!”
“Fizz,” Ozzie said.
“Pwease, Big Daddy~?” Fizz asked as he gave the Sin of Lust the biggest puppy dog eyes he could muster, and Ozzie could only sigh in resignation while providing a bit of an endearing smirk.
He could never say no to such a cute face.
“Fine,” he said. “But just for one night, okay?”
Fizz smiled happily as he held Precious in his arms, the little creature giving him kisses on his face as he lay down with her, and then she scampered over to Asmodeus and began to do the same to him, causing him to snort.
“Okay, okay, Precious!” Ozzie exclaimed. “All right, I love you, too.”
As Fizz took Precious back into his arms and snuggled with her, Ozzie couldn’t help but smile lovingly.
The very next morning, he woke up, and he found Fizz still asleep while surrounded by the other quieves. Ozzie sighed in quiet exasperation, and yet, he still couldn’t bring himself to be mad.
They pretty much slept in the same bed with them after that night.
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Becoming a first-time parent to an actual child certainly had its challenges, but it was still something Ozzie and Fizz found fulfilling. Waking up in the early hours of the morning to take him to school or to the park or just sitting with him while he drew or practiced his clown tricks was just so rewarding. With Oliver now living with them, it truly felt like home to the couple.
Still, parenthood could still be quite tricky… especially when it came to nights when little Ollie couldn’t sleep. Fizz and Ozzie were sleeping in their bedroom when the little impling came wandering in. His tiny footsteps were so quiet that they almost went unheard until Fizz felt him nudge his shoulder, causing him to open his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Oliver’s wet little eyes blinking back at him while he nervously fiddled with his hands.
“Ollie?” Fizz muttered as he raised his head. “What’s the matter, baby boy?”
“I can’t sleep,” Oliver signed.
“Aww, poor baby,” Fizz said as he carefully picked him up. “Come here.”
“What’s the matter, now?” Ozzie asked as he looked over his shoulder.
“Ollie had a bad dream,” Fizz said as he held his adopted son.
“Please don’t tell me he wants to sleep in here,” Ozzie groaned.
“Please, Ozz?” Fizz asked.
“Fizz, if you keep letting him come in here, he’ll never get used to sleeping in his own room,” Ozzie argued. “Plus… it feels uncomfortable sleeping in shorts!”
“Ozz, it’s just for one night,” Fizz countered while Oliver clung to him. “Please?”
Ozzie sighed and shook his head, realizing that he wasn’t going to win this battle.
“Okay, fine,” he said, “but JUST for tonight, Fizz.”
Fizz smiled before he signed to Oliver “You can sleep with us tonight”, causing Oliver to smile before he crawled over to his papa and kissed him on the cheek, causing the Sin to smile at him before he gently nuzzled his head against his. It was sis own way of telling his son that he loved him without saying any words or even his hands. Ozzie was still learning a bit of sign language, after all, but he was trying.
As he watched Fizz and Oliver cuddle up together, Ozzie quietly pulled out his phone and snapped a quick picture before he began to text something.
BIG OZZ:
Hey, Bee. Look.
The following text held the picture, and the response was instant.
BEE:
OMS, OZZ!! TOO CUTE!!! 💕
Ozzie chuckled before he put his phone down, then gently wrapped his arms around his lover and their beautiful son.
~Several Months Later~
Ozzie didn’t think that he would ever meet anyone who screamed louder than Fizz when they had their little “rough nights”, but that changed when Baby Tilla came home.
He was amazed that she hadn’t blown out her voice by now.
Right now, all Fizz could do was groan as he paced back and forth across the room, holding a baby female imp in his arms as she wailed. Unlike most imps, she was covered in red fuzz and had a heart-shaped tail. Her head was covered in light blue hair inherited from her Sin father, and all she did was scream her little head off.
Even little Oliver looked exhausted as he sat on the bed with his papa.
“Tilla, I love you SO fuckin’ much,” Fizz began, “but please, PLEASE, go to sleep for Daddy and Papa!”
“Especially Papa!” Ozzie cried as he ran his hands through his mane, and even the Ram and Bull looked utterly exhausted. “I have to work tomorrow!”
“At this rate, I’m getting ready to cry, myself!” Fizz exclaimed. “She’s been screamin’ her head off non-stop, every night this week! I mean, I changed her, I fed her, and I burped her! I don’t know what else it could be!”
Tilla just kept wailing as she balled her little fists and kicked her feet, but Fizz just kept holding her.
“Fizz, PLEASE, make her stop!” Ozzie begged.
“I’m TRYING, Ozzie!” Fizz cried as he sat down on the bed while still cradling his baby girl. “Ugh… maybe I’m not cut out for this, after all! I mean, I thought I could do it with Ollie, but with a baby?! I thought I read up on everything, but I still feel like I-”
“Fizz, wait!” Ozzie interrupted. “Do you hear that?”
“Hear what?” Fizz asked, only to realize that there was silence, causing his eyes to go wide before he looked down.
Tilla was sound asleep in his arms, nuzzling into his chest.
“She’s sleeping…!” he whispered before he sighed and laughed in relief. “Thank Satan, she’s sleeping…!”
“Finally…” Ozzie whispered. “Let’s get her back in the crib.”
Just as Fizz moved to take Tilla back into her little bassinet, the little hybrid impling started to whimper and fuss, causing her fathers to wince in dread.
“Oh, no, no, no, baby, don’t-” Fizz started, only for Tilla to begin crying, once again. “Ohhh, no~!”
“Uggggh…” Ozzie groaned as he dragged his hands down his face. “Even Charlie didn’t scream this much when she was a baby!”
“Wait, wait, lemme see something,” said Fizz before he took Tilla back to his and Ozzie’s bed… and the moment he sat down on the mattress with her, her wailings ceased, causing both her fathers to gape in shock.
“…Oh, no, don’t tell me,” Ozzie muttered.
“Ozzie~!” Fizz said with big, wide, but tired eyes.
“Fine, fine,” Ozzie replied. “But remember-”
“It’s just for one night, I know,” Fizz said before he carefully laid his baby daughter beside him, and Tilla cooed softly as she held her daddy’s finger… and Ozzie couldn’t help but smile at them before he let out a big, jaw-cracking yawn, then quietly laid his head down on the pillows. As he was falling asleep, however, he felt a tiny squeeze around the tip of his pinky finger. That’s when he looked down… and he saw his baby girl wrap her tiny fist around his fingertip… and suddenly, Ozzie felt his heart just melt into goo.
“I love you, too, baby girl…” he whispered.
Oliver smiled as he curled up at Fizz’s right side, prompting him to gently wrap his arm around his son, who promptly fell asleep as soon as he felt secure.
Ozzie smiled before he soon drifted off as well.
~7 Years Later~
The Lust Ring was having one of its rare thunderstorms that night. The rain was coming down quite hard and the wind blew wildly. Occasionally, thunder boomed across the heart-shaped clouds of the ring.
As the storm raged on outside, Ozzie, Fizz, and their family had hunkered down for the night to wait out the weather… and right now, the former was wondering how he ended up in this position.
Fizz was asleep beside him, but he had his right arm wrapped around Oliver, now 13 years old and still being a cuddle bug. Tilla, now 7 years old, was sleeping at his left, her blue hair now tied up in cute little pigtails while she wore her little pink pajama dress, and clinging to his older sister was a tiny blue imp with asymmetrical horns and a crest of red, white, and black feathers on his head and even matching tail feathers. Precious and the quieves were also curled up on the foot of the bed, along with a new member of the swarm: Oliver’s personal pet, Sweetie, a queef that was deaf just like him.
Little 3-year-old Darius was always such a sensitive boy, so he was naturally the first one to run screaming into his parents’ bedroom and jump into their bed with them. Tilla, though trying to seem brave for her little brother’s sake, was the next to follow. Oliver tried to act a bit more mature than his younger siblings, but even he was frightened by the sudden flash of lightning and the way the room shook when thunder bellowed across the skies, and before he knew it, he had joined his fathers in their bed.
As they all gathered in the bed together, Fizz simply said “It’s just for one night”... and Ozzie held no argument.
As the Sin gazed at his family, he quietly leaned down and gave each one of his children a light kiss on the top of their heads… and then, slowly, Fizz opened his eyes and smiled at him before he leaned up to kiss him on the lips. Then, as they broke away, Ozzie carefully laid a hand on the imp’s swollen stomach… and he felt a small nudge come from within. Fizz smiled as he also laid a hand on his belly, then sighed as he fell back to sleep under Ozzie’s warm, loving gaze.
He didn’t care how many nights was “just one night”... because if saying such a sentence led to moments like this, then it didn’t matter to him.
He’d spend every night with them… forever.