"So... you guys are both going to have this-this prophet child?" Grimes furrowed his brow.

Juniper wasn't a fan of explaining everything for the three unfamiliar berserkers. If Raphael trusted them, she supposes it's fine but she really didn't feel like sitting through this again.

Raphael scratched the back of his head as Juniper was sat on top of his lap in the chair.

"Holy shit," Arlo sat back in his chair heavily.

"Doesn't that freak you out?" Kieren spoke aloud. "Why don't you just get it over with now? Have the baby?"

Juniper scrunched her face up at the suggestion.

"We're not ready for a baby, we have people trying to kill us, and we wouldn't have the baby now. You realize it takes about ten months for a baby to be born? I'm supposed to be carrying this kid for months on end while these assholes harass us?" Juniper glared at the man. Kieren quickly shut up as he thought about her points.

Raphael rubbed his brow, "We're not having a kid just to have him."

"Isn't it weird for you both?" Arlo grunted. "You could just reject each other and never deal with this again."

Raphael snarled lowly at the suggestion. "Shut the fuck up Arlo."

The man threw his arms up in defense, Felix cut in. "Even so, the coven would probably still go after Juniper at the very least to be thorough."

Tugging his mate closer, he wrapped his arms underneath her legs draped over his lap.

"How does it feel bossman?" Grimes asked suddenly. "You're going to have the first berserker baby... in decades. That's insane."

Raphael inhaled slowly, glancing down at his mate who looked up at him.

"I'm..." he trailed off. "I'm excited," Raphael muttered quietly, more so to his mate than anyone else.

Juniper smiled smally, toying with the buttons on his shirt.

"We just need to figure this out first," he brushed a hand through his hair.

The head berserker sat up straighter, "You're all free to go. Keep me updated on the bait we've got."

When they were gone, Juniper stood up Raphael caging her between himself and the desk.

He stared up at her from his chair, Juniper rose a brow.

"What?" she glanced back at Bear who sniffed the seats other men were sitting in.

He shrugged, tugging her closer. "It's just weird to talk about it sometimes."

She nodded in agreement, pursing her lips. "It's weird that so many people know now." Juniper barely spoke above a whisper as if sharing a secret.

He listened to her as she continued thinking aloud. "I just feel like- like he's more theirs than ours, ya know?" She referenced their unborn baby.

Juniper sniffled quietly and his eyes widened as she grew upset. He tugged her back down to straddle his lap.

Raphael was mildly alarmed as Juniper wasn't much of a cryer, besides when he'd made her upset.

Seeing the panic on his face she turned his head away while wiping at her eyes, "Don't look I'm upset."

Grunting softly, he shook off her hands and wiped at her tears himself.

"Just talk to me," he husked quietly.

"I'm being stupid," Juniper tried to wiggle out of his hold but he tightened his grip. A single stern look made her stop fidgeting.

Moaning a little in reluctance she huffed, "I don't know Raph. All of this just has me thinking about how we-we don't even get to celebrate having a baby. I didn't get to be excited about finding my mate or that we'd eventually have a kid because these people just ruined it all." Her raspy voice cracked as Raphael rubbed her back.

"I didn't want to be told about us having a son or us even meeting- I wanted to live it. Now are we going to worry the first time we have sex? Are we going to raise him differently because we know he's supposed to do something important?-"

Raphael shushed her gently, tugging her in and capturing her next words.

The words were simply mumbled against his lips. When he pulled away she swiftly began talking again.

"And what if we mess up?" she whined.

The berserker almost chuckled at her but decided it would be a shit show if he did that.

"I think the fact that you're so nervous goes to show that we won't mess up too bad," Juniper relaxed a little as he reassured her.

The demoness covered her face with a frustrated noise, "I hate worrying about this shit."

"It's cute," Raphael stood up with her wrapped around him.

"It's not cute!"

"Nah," he growled lowly while sucking down her neck. "It's fucking cute."

Juniper moaned quietly as his hands roamed over her ass, sliding up her loose shorts.

Abruptly, he pulled out of her neck. "What the fucks up with you not wearing underwear anymore?"

The past week, whenever he'd be fondling her as Juniper so kindly put it, he was constantly finding her without any panties.

Juniper pouted her lips at him. "It's too hot here, I don't like wearing them anymore."

Raphael crooked his jaw at her. Sitting her down on the desk, he shoved himself between her thighs.

"Just tryna' push me over the edge, huh?"

Juniper's eyes widened as his eyes darkened and his tone lowered, his lips reattaching to her collar.

"N-Not intentionally," Juniper hummed while giving him more access to her skin.

He grunted and tugged her closer by the backs of her knees, groaning when he could finally press his cock against her warmth.

She smiled a little as she rocked her hips against him, her head falling back in pleasure.

"I love the way you feel," he husked quietly to himself. She dragged his face up to her own, their breaths mingling as their lips brushed one another.

"It's Thursday," she mumbled distractedly. Her nails dug into his shoulders while meeting the rocking of his hips.

"What?" he huffed mildly confused, as his brows furrowed in pleasure. Yanking her hips harder into his own while groaning and panting.

"Our show," she mumbled as he kissed her bottom lip.

Suddenly, he pulled away to raise a brow at her. A silent, really? rang in the air.

"You'd rather talk to me about the dating show than have my head between your thighs?"

Juniper bit her lip to hide her smile before shaking her head quickly. "No-" she couldn't finish her sentence before giggling quietly. Raphael's eyes softened.

"No, no I want you to I swear," her lips wavered while trying to fight her grin. Tugging him down by his shirt, Raphael dodged her apologetic kiss playfully.

Juniper gasped, yanking him down to kiss him hard.

Raphael groaned in delight and thread his fingers into her hair, returning the kiss with even more vigor.

Hugging him close, Juniper brushed his hair back while they looked at each other.

"So I guess your busy at 8 o'clock tonight hm?"

"We're busy," she insisted.

"Oh yeah?" his brows rose in amusement. Juniper licked her lips before pursing them, waiting for a kiss.

Raphael was quick to peck her gently.

Staring up at him, admiring how handsome he was she spoke up. "If you want..." Juniper hummed. "I'd like to mark you- maybe soon."

The suggestion drew an immediate reaction from Raphael, he growled in pleasure.

"Fuck baby," he grumbled. "Yeah," Raphael panted as he licked a stripe up her throat. "Yes. I want that- bad," he sucked hard on a sensitive part of neck.

She whined quietly, tugging him closer by her legs. "O-Okay," a whimper rose from her chest.

"Let's go home, yeah?" he ducked his head down to press light kisses to her stomach.

"I wanna make you dinner," Juniper sat up with the help of her mate. Cooing at Bear who was sleeping at the door of the office.

Behind her, Raphael reached and grabbed her ass tightly. She squealed as he spoke into her ear, "You wanna make me dinner?" The berserker hummed teasingly.

"Yeah," she wrapped a wrapped a hand back around his neck as they walked out. "I'll make dinner and you're in charge of dessert," Juniper smirked a little without even looking back at him.

Raphael grinned haughtily, squeezing his mates waist as they left to the car with Bear following behind them.

~

With her eyes trained on the tv, Raphael stole her bite of stir fry from her fork as they both watched a large argument play out on the television.

"I'm team Drake," he grumbled quietly.

Juniper scrunched her face up, "Eh."

Elbowing him away from her bowl since he'd finished his own serving, Juniper munched softly.

"Your dick is poking me," Juniper grunted as she was sat firmly in his lap while they ate and watched.

Raphael huffed, shifting her around on top of his large body.

Resting her head against his chest, a commercial began playing.

"Do you think we'll be good parents?" she asked while grabbing his arms and wrapping them around her.

Pressing his nose to her neck, he inhaled her scent. His mate had been quieter today, he knew their conversation at the office was weighing on her.

"I do," he answered softly but confidently.

"But how do you know?" she stressed. "We're- we're not kid friendly!" Her hands plopped on her lap.

"We don't have to be kid friendly, we have to be good for him. Not just good- but... you know what I mean," he husked while kneading her hips soothingly.

"Stop worrying baby," he kissed her cheek. "We have our own shit to figure out before we figure out a kid, Juniper. But you've done all this to stay safe and you could've rejected me to avoid this completely. But you didn't and we're here now hm? That's gotta' mean something right?"

Turning to look at him, Juniper observed him with her pretty gray eyes. After a moment, she nodded slowly.

"Okay," she whispered. Resting her forehead against his own, swallowing slowly she took a breath.

"I trust you," Juniper whispered.

Raphael hummed, cupping the back of her neck and rubbing his thumb over her jaw.

Kissing her gently, Raph nudged his nose against hers.

She wiggled on top of him again, "Raphael stop it." Juniper felt his length twitch against her ass.

"Can't help it when you say sexy shit like that," he grumbled while kissing her harder.

She laughed quietly and turned to straddle him.

~

i really like this chapter for whatever reason lolol