Mount Olympus [6]

Riley

I smile wider, kissing the top of his head.

Grayson

I smile back and nuzzle my head in her neck.

Riley

I giggle and sigh, letting him.

Grayson

I smile and kiss her neck, setting a hand on her stomach.

Riley

I keep my eyes closed and set a hand atop his.

Grayson

I close my eyes and take a deep breath.

Riley

I sigh, "How does the process work to get wings?"

Grayson

I look up at her, resting my head on her shoulder, "When you're far enough along, little Mariah will start needing to feed by other means, which would mean that a whole new weight would set in. Your wings would... sort of mold themselves and show to balance out and make it easier for you to cope. She'll start getting restless and you'll need them."

Riley

I nod, "What do you mean,' feeding by other means'?"

Grayson

"Emotions," I reply. "Our kind feed mostly off of emotions. We can have human food--it's often necessary we do, as it will for you and Mariah--but you'll also need the emotional aspect of it. Without it, things wither away and get tough."

Riley

I nod again, "Okay. I get it."

Grayson

I nod and kiss her jawline, "It'll be easier... less important for you and Mariah, since you're both half. You could survive on human food for a while, but eventually lose a few attributes. I couldn't though."

Riley

I glance at him, "So I'll be half by the time she's delivered?"

Grayson

I nod and look back at her, "Right."

Riley

I smile and look back at my stomach, "Cool."