Yo! The name's Gildarts Clivara but you can just call me Jill. I used to use a magical weapon to do demolition work, but after Demon Lord Dragneel's attack, I've only got my own strength to help crush anything that needs some wrecking! I hope we get along! [ Semi-OC | Fairy Tail | Independent RP ] I am AskLucyHime & I track edogildarts
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"I love you Gildarts"
It was out of character for her to be so emotional, but whether it be from her wavering emotions and moods or from the adoration she was able to catch in his words, she couldn't seem to find the strength to stop the few tears that rolled down her cheeks. Jill lifted a hand to rest over Jet's, squeezing it as she returned a giddy grin. "I love you too, Jet," she said, her voice thick with the flood of tears that dared to follow the first few. "I love you so very much."
Swivelling in her chair to face him better, Jill leaned forward and rest her forehead against his. For a moment she kept silent, wanting to soak in the essence of the lovey-dovey atmosphere. Jill was sure to quietly thank the gods of maternity for the lack of bile in in her system at the moment, glad that she could at least enjoy their closeness for a little while before another round of vomit emitted from her throat.
Pulling back slightly to look at him, Jill tilted her head to the side, a few loose strands of hair brushing over her forehead. "Do ya really wanna go, Jet?" she asked, suddenly nervous that what she may have wanted wasn't exactly what her boyfriend had envisioned for their day. "I mean, we could do anythin' really. Laze about, sleep in, even visit that ice cream shop..." She couldn't help but giggle at the memory, ignoring the rush of blood to her cheeks. "The festival isn't all that important, right?"
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Jet had been half way through devouring his overly sweet french toast when Jill brought up the festival. The ginger couldn’t help but chuckle inwardly, he knew that Knightwalker wouldn’t be all to happy about a festival going on because of her pregnancy, in all honesty he didn’t think she was very happy to even be pregnant. The fairy shook his head, tossing the thoughts of the infuriating red head out of his mind and focusing on the much more pleasant ginger sitting in front of him. Smiling, syrup dripping down the corner of his lips he nodded his head. “Dat wud be gweat” he attempted to speak with a whole slice of french toast loaded into his mouth.
Swallowing he wiped his mouth with a napkin before setting it down onto the table, leaning over, hands resting on either side of his lovers plate as he placed a soft kiss on her forehead, pulling back and smiling sweetly down at her, brown eyes glistening with excitement. “Our baby will be so much cooler than her’s…this lil’ one is gonna give that kid of Knighty’s a damned run for their money” Jet beamed with pride, walking around the table and kneeling before his lover, lifting her shirt and placing the softest of kisses on her small bump, before resting a calloused hand on it, a soft smile on his face.
“I still can’t believe I’m gonna be a dad…and that I got the prettiest girl in Edolas to be the mother” he looked up at Jill, brown eyes glistening with love. He truly loved this woman more than he had ever loved anyone, and having a child with her, made him feel like he was the luckiest man on all of Edolas. “I love you Gildarts” he murmured, using her full name, which was something he only did on rare occasions.
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Jill always loved it when Jet cooked for her, which was practically always seeing as she'd taken it upon herself to permanently live with him what with their kid on the way. Smiling at her lover, then to her plate, then to the small bump protruding underneath one of Jet's shirts, Jill took a bite out of the eggs he had made and gave a sound of approval and satisfaction.
"Deez aw gweat luv," she said as she chewed. After she swallowed, her eyes wandered over her plate, trying to decide what to try next. As she took a strip of bacon, Jills's eyes lit up in excitement. "There's a festival," she announced matter-of-factly after devouring the meat. "No idea what it's for. Most likely it's for the Queen and King's baby on the way." After finishing up her meal, Jill sat back and rubbed the bump that was their own soon-to-be child.
"Seems appropriate for us to go, don't ya think?"
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The ginger couldn’t help but laugh, his deep voice echoing off the walls as he lifted his lover up, quickly taking a shirt from his closet and placing it over her head. “Can’t have ya bottom half showin’ or else I’ll never leave the house” the former mage said with a small chuckle. Stepping back and looking at his lover he found himself grinning in adoration at the way the fabric hung loosely on her. “Dear creator why are ya so damned perfect” Jet cooed, swooping her back into his arms, lips connecting in a loving kiss, letting his absolute adoration for Jill be expressed through his lips.
After kissing for what seemed like hours the two pulled away, a large grumble from both of their stomachs putting a halt to any potentially romantic words the two could have exchanged. “Hmm I think our lil’ one could go for some bacon, eggs, and some french toast?” Jet didn’t have to wait for his girlfriend’s response, seeing as whatever he made always satisfied her cravings somehow. Planting a quick kiss on her soft lips and turning away he set to work, quickly removing the ingredients for their soon to be amazing breakfast. The speed demon worked quickly and nimbly, whisking eggs, frying bacon, and chopping up strawberries, hands seemingly being in a million places at once. “Tell ya tummy to relax, I’m almost done” he called over his shoulder as he began putting together plates.
With the food now prepared he walked over to the kitchen table, placing his lovers plate down first, the ceramic circle filled with perfectly crisp bacon, scrambled eggs, and a few pieces of french toast, strawberries topping the sweet bread off. Plopping down in the seat across from her he smirked at his plate, syrup dripping off of the french toast along with whip cream and strawberries, one giant cavity waiting to happen. Chewing happily Jet spoke in between bites, “Anywhere ya wanna go today babe?”
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Jill glanced down to meet his eyes as he stopped, wondering what was on his mind before he asked her his question. The ginger-haired woman couldn't help but blush deeply at his comment. "Oi..." she said, narrowing her eyes at the Fairy. "Maybe bein' pregnant's been messin' with my ability to last long, okay? Pregnancies always fuck up something, ya know." Jill proceeded to scoff at her man.
"Of course ya love it, ya cocky son of a gun," she said, though her tone was full of utmost love for her boyfriend. "It makes ya feel really good about yourself, doesn't it?"
Despite her state, Jill was able to grab her man by his shoulders and pull him up so that their lips brushed together. With a smirk, Jill gave Jet an affectionate kiss, her skin heating as she tasted herself on his lips.
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The pressure from his hand coupled with his voice made Jill hiss under her breath, nodding at his rhetorical question while her teeth continued to sink deeper into the plump flesh of her bottom lip. She felt rather than saw him tear her panties out of the way, resulting in her giving him a disapproving groan. But before she could even get a complaint out, her eyes almost popped out of their sockets as his lips greeted her hardened bud. Soon all she could do was shiver with delight as he worked his skilled mouth on her, her juices spilling freely onto his tongue while sounds of approval and satisfaction spilled form hers.
Lifting a hand that had been clutching at the sink for dear life, it shakily moved its way to his hair, grabbing a handful and pulling at it harshly as she felt him flick his slick muscle over her bundle of nerves. "J-Jet," Jill panted out, bucking her hips forward against his fingers, yearning for more depth, more speed. The slap on her rear pushed a whimper out of her as she rode against his digits more vigorously, her boyfriend's name being tossed about in the heavy air around them. "Oh, J-Jet...!"
In seconds, her heightened senses reached their peak and finally Jill's moans turned into a chorus of screams, gasps, and whimpers. Her body quaked as her joints locked, the inner walls of her sex clamping down on Jet's fingers as she came. Chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath, Jill came down from her glorious high and opened her eyes which were screwed shut, though all she saw were stars. "Holy shit, Jet-o," she said between breaths. "Holy... holy shit."
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Jill could feel pure warmth seep through her lips and into her very core as Jet kissed her with such adoration and passion that she felt that, if she were to reach out, she could grab hold of it. His arms were hot against her exposed skin, but it was far from uncomfortable. In fact, the temperature soothed her aching lower body, temporarily ridding her of any fear of another round of upchucking due to their precious love-child-to-be.
Too soon, his lips parted from hers, the sound of his ragged breathing matching hers in time. Giving a soft chuckle, Jill reached up to cup his face, about to respond to his remark when suddenly she was attacked by his eager lips once more on her neck. Gasping as he squeezed her behind, Jill wrapped her arms around his torso and began to claw lightly at his bare back. "Ya devil," she growled back, her passion-filled gaze locking with his. "Ya know that'll show when we go out again, right?" Of course, Jet didn't give a single shit if there were marks. Hell, the marks made him feel good about himself and Jill would be lying if she said she didn't enjoy the evidence just as much. Having traces of their previous activities together linger with her as she went about her day delighted her.
His question put her thoughts on hold, his soft purring bringing a blush to her already sheen skin. Moving her hands from his back ever so carefully, she traced the planes of his abdomen up to his chest, resting her palms against his skin before tip toeing up to kiss him sweetly. "Well, I do love it when ya show me how much ya love me. It's one of my favourite things that ya do~"
Jet and Jill 2.0
Grinning and kissing his lover lightly he murmured, “Yup jus’ like his pops, with the ladies all over him.” This earned him an eye roll and a light punch on the arm as the two stepped closer to each other, muscular arms making their way around her perfectly curved waist, his firm chest meeting her large one as they got as close as possible, their lips connecting in a passionate kiss. As soon as the two of them joined in a kiss Jet felt every care in Edolas melt away as he lost himself in his lover, their tongues dancing passionately and conveying their feelings for each other. No matter how many times the two kissed, it never got old, each time felt like that first time they had kissed, and it was amazing.
The ginger was snapped from his thoughts as an aching made it’s way to his lungs, pulling away slowly he began panting lightly completely winded from the kiss. “Hmmm you shouldn’t have kissed me back like that” he growled, lips making their way to her neck, nibbling and kissing at the soft flesh, calloused hands finding her round backside and giving it a squeeze before chuckling and marking her neck, letting all of Edolas know that she was his, and his only. “How about I show you how much I love you~?” he purred, a heat beginning to rise in him at just the thought of getting intimate with Jill. He had it bad. So bad…he teased himself, brown eyes wandering over his lover’s utterly perfect body, memorizing each curve for the millionth time. He would never get enough of this woman.
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Jill gave a once over to the man before her. She'd never seen his likes before as far as she knew, so seeing a new face gave her a feeling of excitement. Holding out her hand and placing the other on her hip, she gave a toothy smile. "Howdy," she greeted. "My name's Jill, Jill Clivara. Nice to meet ya!"
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"Oi, Miss Mirajane!" The ginger-haired woman waved towards the white-haired barmaid. Unconsciously her hand moved to hold the small bump hidden beneath the white button up shirt she'd decided to wear over her usual bikini top. Rushing over to the woman and taking a seat at the bar, she gave her a smile. "I think I need a small glass of beer, if ya don't mind. My nerves are goin' haywire!" Reaching her free hand over the counter, she patted the woman's shoulder. "And might I add ya look as pretty as ever, Mira."
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Jill rolled her eyes at the father of her unborn child. "Yes, mornin' sickness is just lovely, isn't it?" She gave him a weak smile as she gladly took the toothbrush from him, happy to be ridding her mouth of the foul aftertaste of her vomit. This definitely was not one of her favourite parts of being pregnant; hell, a lot of her pregnancy wasn't boding well with her what with the vomiting and the fevers and the inescapable need to eat everything in sight. Soon she wouldn't be able to wear her signature outfit without feeling, dare she think it, insecure.
But then again, being pregnant did have its perks. For one thing, Jet spoiled her twice as much as he initially did. She was able to stay at his place and sleep in his comfy bed and on top of all that, she had been able to take a leave of absence from her job. Not that I'm really working for anyone, she noted as she rinsed her mouth.
Placing her brush next to Jet's, she smiled to see him speaking to the lump that was their child. "I think the kid's doin' pretty good," she replied, feeling warmth fill her as he nuzzled her skin. "Really good, actually." Soon his lips were against hers and she gladly took the kiss, returning it with adoration for her boyfriend.
As the three words sounded from his lips and reached her ears, the ginger-haired woman couldn't help but break out into a wide smile. "I love you too," she whispered, her voice cracking ever so slightly as if she were trying to choke back tears of utter happiness. Laughing, she ruffled his hair. "Ya got that right, Jet-o," she said, leaning in to kiss his cheek. "Our kid's goin' to have everyone flockin' at them 24/7!"
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A brown eye popped open just in time to see his scantily dressed girlfriend scurry into the bathroom, the sound of vomitting then a good morning followed. “Hmm instead of mornin’ roosters I get mornin’ sickness to wake me up. It’s pretty nice huh love?” the ginger teased as he leaned in the doorway of the bathroom, muscular arms folded across his chest as he planted a kiss on his lovers head, handing her an orange tooth brush. “Clean ‘em up love” he said with a wink as he began brushing his own.
Once he was done he rinsed his mouth and put the tooth brush away, kneeling down so he was at eye level with her small lump. “How’s my gorgeous baby doin’ today?” the ginger asked with a grin, nuzzling his nose just above Jill’s bellybutton, basking in the giggle that escaped his lovers lips. “Hmm” he hummed happily, his lips trailing up her stomach, leaving a trail of soft kisses everywhere until he was at her lips.
“I love you” his deep voice whispered, brown eyes locked on hers in a loving gaze, mesmorized by the gold flakes in her eyes glistening in the sunlight streaming through the bathroom window. “Our kid is gonna be so good lookin’, gonna be Edolas new heart breaker!”
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Jet and Jill 2.0
Sundays were always Jill's favourites for this specific day of the week was the only one where she was guaranteed to have no work on. Ever since she'd started working, it had been her unsaid commandment to spend her precious Sunday mornings sleeping in and basking in the soft sunlight.
Unfortunately for the ginger haired woman, her Sunday morning, like many of the Sunday mornings she's had over the past three months, was about to be inevitably interrupted by none other than the being that had been growing inside her for the past three months.
Abruptly, her eyes shot open, her cheeks puffing out as she felt the familiar taste of vomit start to surface in her mouth. As quickly as she could, she rolled over top of her sleeping boyfriend and sprinted towards the bathroom, shutting the door loudly behind her and collapsing over the toilet, just in time for the contents of her stomach to be dumped into the porcelain bowl.
Groaning as she finished, she sat back and wiped at her mouth and shook her head in defeat. "Morning, Jet-o," she called hoarsely towards the bedroom.
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(( Seeing as I only currently have the Jet/Jill thread going on, I was wondering... ))
Is there anybody interested in having a thread with Jill?
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Jill couldn't help but smile as he kissed her. The tears that had dared to fall now took this time to stream over her cheeks in joy. When he pulled back and pressed their foreheads together, she sniffled and laughed at her probably disastrous appearance. Her heart strings were plucked at his proclamation, the words echoing endlessly in her mind in a sweet mantra. "I love ya too," she replied, wiping at her cheeks to no avail. "But don't ya do all that already, love?" Laughing at her own joke, she leaned up to kiss his chin. "I'll hold ya to that, Jet-o," she replied as she pulled back to look at him lovingly through her tears.
Her eyes followed the hands that grazed over her taut stomach, smiling at the growing being within her. "Imagine that... a big ol' ginger family. Hah, we could one up with the Royal Army with our spawn."
Jet and Jill [@edo-gildarts]
Jet grinned at her words as he turned her around, gently grabbing her chin and placing his lips upon hers in a loving kiss. Never would he have thought he’d be fathering the child of the infamous, beautiful, and absolutely perfect Jill Clivara. He pulled away softly biting her bottom lip and lightly resting his forehead against hers, brown eyes gazing into hers, admiring each golden flake. “I love you and I swear that we’re gonna have the best life ya could imagine, I’m gonna spoil ya like a princess, and I’ll never ever stop lovin’ ya for as long as I live Clivara” he said with a small smile.
“Can’t believe how sappy I’m gettin’” he murmured to himself with a small shrug, “Every word is true though, you won’t ever regret bein’ with me” calloused hads rubbed her smooth stomach once again, “Edolas is in store for some more crazy gingers”
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U and jet have hardly been together for long and ur already having a kid with him, not to mention hes some weirdo who lives out in the woods. How the hell r u guys going to handle a kid
"Well, is it really that strange? If ya think about it, there are dozens of other couples 'round here that are in similar situations but aren't lucky enough to be stuck in it with someone as understandin' and love-sick as Jet and I. He isn't some weirdo who lives out in the woods; he's my weirdo who lives in the woods. I dunno about ya, but I'm pretty sure the woods is a nice, quiet place to raise a family."
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Jill could only smile at his words, tears stinging her eyes and threatening to fall. "Damn it," she whispered as she wiped them away. "Dunno if it's the pregnancy or not but I'm gettin' pretty damn emotional all of a sudden." Here he was, Jet, a man she came to love so quickly and dearly who had changed her for the better and was the single brightest light in her life. He was her lover and protector and now he was going to father their kid. Of course she was emotional; she'd never been so happy before.
"Yeah, our kid's gonna be drop dead gorgeous," she murmured, looking lovingly to her stomach, willing her thoughts to the unborn child. His hands touched her skin again and she revelled in the warmth it brought to her before she looked up to him and gave him a reassuring smile.
"Of course I want to do it, and no, I don't think we can; I know we can."
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Jet let his lover finish speaking before he pulled her into his arms, wrapping them around her curvaceous waist. “Don’t ya dare go gettin’ all sad on me love, it ain’t ya fault that were in this situation, and….I’m not all that upset that we’re in it” he paused and looked at her thoughtfully. “I mean sure I woulda wanted to plan this shit or somethin’, but either way, as long as it’s with ya I’m happy…” he tore his gaze from hers as he looked down at her stomach.
“Ya really the only person I’d ever want to do anythin’ like this with Jill, I mean you’re the best lookin’ girl in Edolas, imagine how good looking our baby will be between the both of us” he joked in an attempt to lighten the mood a bit. Once gain his calloused hand came down onto her stomach, “So…Do ya think we can do it? A-And do ya want to do it?”
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Jill shook her head as Jet murmured his thoughts to her. She could tell from his reaction that he was scared and maybe even a little upset. This was Jet. For all she knew, he'd just wanted to be with her and only her and just have them bask in the glory of their love and sex for all time. And of course, she was more than happy with just that. But now that a little one was added to the equation, the whole course of their relationship was thrown just a bit off. Maybe he doesn't want kids at all...
Her doubts were put on hold momentarily as his calloused fingers brushed her smooth skin, grazing over the spot where an inevitable bump would soon form. She looked at him apologetically, feeling something strange fill her heart. She knew this feeling, of course, but it hadn't touched her as deeply as now for such a long time that she'd almost forgotten. Saddened, she let out a sigh, stepping away from his touch.
"I'm sorry," she said quietly. Her eyes glanced to the nurse who had taken her leave, knowing well that this was not a time to spectate. "I didn't mean to get pregnant... I mean... I know ya wouldn't want me to, and that this is somethin' that might turn ya away from me, but I want ya to know that I'm glad that it's ya who's the father... I can tell ya right now, out of all the men I've been with, none of them seemed to be even close to a father type. But ya... you're different..."
"I'm just sorry that I had to go and do this to ya... makin' ya a father and all..."
Jet and Jill [@edo-gildarts]
Jet scoffed slightly as the nurse entered the room, had the nurse out front automatically assumed there needed to be a pregnancy test just because he was with a woman? Well even if they made the right assumption it annoyed him a bit. A shout from Jill pulled him from his thoughts, he was about to get up to comfort him when the nurse glared him right back into his seat.
Soon he lights were off and Jill’s small hisses and the sounds of the various machines were all that could be heard in the room. As his brown eyes watched the screen intently, an image soon flickered to life, the image of what seemed to be a baby. “Oh no” he murmured his eyes growing wide, just as he was about to question the results the nurse was already speaking to Jill.
“You’re definitely pregnant”
The words echoed through his head over and over again, she was pregnant? How could she be pregnant? After all the men she’d been with why now? Why did she have to get pregnant with a guy like him? Jet would be a terrible father, and he was sure Jill wouldn’t want to put up with it. “J-Jill” he whispered, his gaze finally leaving the floor and finding hers, which was filled with just as much concern as his. “I-I’m sorry, I should have used protection, now I’m putting you through his, and you probably don’t even want kids let alone with me, I’m sorry love…” he trailed off as his eyes dropped down to her stomach, staring at it for a moment before he gently touched it with his hand, as if he was afraid of hurting the delicate being inside of it.
“Holy fuck I’m gonna be a fuckin’ dad”
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"Hello," a sweet looking nurse greeted. Jill nodded in response, giving an apologetic smile seeing as she was too afraid that she'd barf again if she opened her mouth. The nurse began to set up a monitor and wires, humming to herself as Jill lay breathing deeply. There's nothing to worry about, she told herself. Everything's going to be fine.
"So, er, what's gonna be happenin'?" Jill asked quietly, deciding it was safe for her to speak. The nurse pursed her lips as she suddenly started rubbing a cold gel on Jill's abdomen, causing her to yelp out in surprise. "WHAT THE HELL?!"
The nurse sighed exasperatedly at Jill's reaction, though she made no move to stop her actions. She continued to apply the gel until she deemed it to be satisfactory and sat down on her swivel chair, rolling around the small room as she prepared the screens. Jill huffed and tried to relax, though the cool feeling on her stomach was distracting. What was that shit supposed to be doing anyway?
"Hopefully you've drank enough in the past hour or two for this to work. If the images are blurry, I'll have to ask you to come back at another time," the nurse spoke, shutting off the lights and pulling out some sort of plastic device. Her eyes met Jill's for a split second before she touched Jill's abdomen, causing her to hiss at the pressing feeling. The nurse hummed as she did so, probing around with her eyes flickering from Jill to one of the monitors. Jill followed her gaze only to gasp at the sight of what she assumed was her womb.
So this is an ultrasound, she realized, suddenly feeling stupid for not noticing sooner. Of course it was an ultrasound. How else was she supposed to check if she was pregnant or not? Jill's eyes never left the screen from then on, watching the black and white image change into some sort of bean looking thing. When the nurse finished, she turned the lights back on and gave tissues to Jill for her to wipe the gunk off her belly.
"Well," the nurse said, standing up and helping Jill off the table. "Alcohol isn't really the best thing to use when trying to do ultrasounds, so the image wasn't as clear as I would've hoped but..." Her eyes met Jills, locking with them seriously and causing for Jill to cower a little. "It was enough to tell me this;"
"You're definitely pregnant."
Jet and Jill [@edo-gildarts]
Jet sighed, “Right maybe it’s the flu” he murmured to himself as he puled a tissue from his pocket and handed it to her so she could wipe her mouth. He looked up towards the sky, it was early afternoon, they could head to the doctors and then back to the guild to party with plenty of time to spare, not to mention the drunken idiots probably wouldn’t notice their absence for a while. His brown yes fixed back onto his lover, “Come on, we’ll go to the doctors real quick, they’ll let ya in right away since they know me pretty well” he said with a small smile.
Jet had been to the doctors so many times that they had a room just for him because when he came, it was usually pretty severe. He was pulled from his thoughts as Jill grabbed her stomach once again. A small front of concern formed on his face once again “Lemme jus’ carry ya there” he sad softly as he lifted her up into his arms with ease. “And don’t go gettin’ stubborn I’m gonna carry ya the whole way there” he said sticking his tongue out as he set off towards the doctors office.
Their walk was taken in silence, Jet’s thoughts filled with what would happen if she was actually pregnant. Would they move in together? Was he even fit to be a father? Did Jill even want children? So many questions ran through his head until they were finally standing in front of the office. A small sigh escaped both of the ginger’s lips as they walked into the office. “Yo! It’s Jet can ya get me a room” as soon as his name was spoken a nurse came immediately, looking a bit confused to see Jet carrying a woman rather than being bloody an wounded. Either way the nurse escorted them to a room where Jet put his lover down onto the table lightly, kissing her forehead as he did.
“Here goes nothin’” he murmured as h plopped down into the chair beside the bed.
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Jill whistled at the sight of her boyfriend. "I'm one lucky lady, if I do say so myself."

“Heh…who would of ever thought a brush could do this!” he said with a grin as he examined his now neat hair. “Oi! By the way happy sexual sunday~”
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"not so good" he sighed.
She tilted her head to the side, her brow furrowing. "What's eatin' ya, pinky?"
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