Three months later

[steelartisan]

There are murmurs in the air: San Francisco, publicly declared haven to mutants. The possibility of moving; the fact that Xavier's school is neither precisely a haven nor precisely Xavier's any more

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[prydeful]

"Mmm. I think your mutant power is actually the ability to give neck rubs that feel like heaven," she sighs, and pulls his hand a little closer so she can press a kiss to it before pull it down and smoothing it out over her stomach.

It's become a comforting act; Kate's not sure which of them really started it, though she'd bet good money it was Piotr, but she's happy to contribute. And yes, it may be (always may, with a mutant baby) another month, or around there, before they feel any movement beneath those hands...

But it's a comfort, as said, and one she adores.

"Next time, you wear it."

[steelartisan]

"It is a deal."

It's not, really, because there's no real point to this trade. Inhibiting his mutant power would do nothing; inhibiting hers is part of the precautions they need to take.

But he'll say it anyway, half-smiling.

[prydeful]

"Don't you wave it off. I bet you between Reed Richards and Hank we could make you the first pregnant man," she mutters, and then Kate sighs (admittedly, rather happily) and rolls slightly so she can easily look up at him.

Both of her hands rest, now, over his, and in this moment, it feels like everything is perfect.

"We're having a baby," she informs him, very seriously; every time she thinks about it, she's delighted and hit by the fact all over again.

[steelartisan]

Piotr is aware that it is not the tactful thing to inform your pregnant girlfriend that you have zero desire to investigate the scientific possibilities of mpreg.

He might briefly think it, and Kate can undoubtedly guess, but he doesn't say it.

Instead, he smiles. (He doesn't know how it makes his face light up, no matter how many times she says it, but he wouldn't be too surprised to learn.) "Da. We are."