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Something seemed very off about his precious Finch. Hugh sniffed. His senses weren’t as

good in his human guise, but Finch smelled different. Not bad, but definitely different.

“Finch? What is it? I feel like I’ve gone batty, but something about you doesn’t quite feel the

same. Or smell the same, for that matter. There’s something…”

Finch cuddled close in Hugh’s arms, resting his head against Hugh’s shoulder. His cock was

somewhat disappointed it wasn’t getting to immediately sink into Finch’s body, but just holding

his love close satisfied both him and his dragon.

“You’re right,” Finch said. “Something is different. I’m almost seven hours into early labor, and

I think the time has come where active labor isn’t far off.”

Hugh went very still and very flaccid all at once. “What?”

“I’m having the baby, Hugh. We’re having a baby. Our baby.”

“I… see.” Hugh’s mouth was suddenly very dry. “Did I… make things terrible by trying to stick

my dick in you just now?”

A surprised laugh burst from Finch. “No.”

“Good.” He swallowed hard and lifted Finch off his wilted penis, setting him to the side. “Seven

hours, did you say?”

“Yes.”

“How long have we been asleep?”

“You’ve been sleeping for five hours, sir. It’s three in the morning. I haven’t been able to sleep

at all, which I suppose is to be expected in my condition.” Finch sucked in a pained breath

through his teeth. It whistled slightly. Hugh, terrified, looked on in silence until Finch’s shoulders

slumped and he resumed the conversation. “In my mind, there was no point in worrying you

over what could have been false contractions. If they turned out to be real—which they did—

there’d still be hours before I moved into active labor. It seemed much more compassionate to

let you sleep.”

Hugh gawked at him. His gaze drifted from Finch’s face to his pregnant belly, which didn’t sit

the same as it had yesterday. “I… see.”

“Now that I believe I’m in active labor, I thought it prudent to wake you,” Finch said. “I’ve already

been in contact with Everard. He’s scheduled to arrive in the next hour or so. I’ve also been in

touch with the staff to let them know additional bedsheets, blankets, towels, and other effects

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