Abaddon and Seras ended up leaving their kids awake to eat Apophis' culinary abomination in peace.
Together, they snuck into the room of their sleeping children and bestowed them with the sins and virtues they believed would suit them best.
Afterwards, they returned to their own bedroom where their bed was already filled with sleeping loved ones.
They got undressed in the dark before crawling into bed alongside the unconscious women.
Their intention was to go to sleep innocently without waking anyone.
However, Abaddon and Seras weren't quite as tired as they should've been yet.
Since they were in close proximity already, their hands ended up seeking each other out on their own.
Their touch was less lustful, and more appreciative and intimate.
This was likely because of their plans for tomorrow.
The Tathamets know that they are strong, but they are far from arrogant beings.
They approach the night spent together before each battle as if it could be their last.
It helps them keep in mind what truly matters, and why they even bother to do any of this in the first place.
Other than an occasional rustle of the sheets or a gentle whimper, Seras and Abaddon were being very quiet.
And yet, their soft kissing was soon interrupted by a gentle nudge from Eris.
Instead of scolding them for waking her, she untied her nightdress and joined in the loving fray.
She was followed by Sif, and then Erica, and then the rest of the girls followed soon afterward one after another.
No one seemed upset over missing a little sleep in the slightest.
Some things were much more important than that.
Despite not initially intending for things to go like this, Abaddon ended up isolating the room for a length of time that neither he nor anyone else paid attention to.
He just knew that the barrier didn't come back down until the twelve of them were each fully satisfied and reeking of each other.
When the morning eventually came, Bekka was actually the first one awake.
Something that greatly surprised Lillian, who was usually the first one awake.
'Are those my nerves or yours..?'
Bekka checked her own body first and then her link to Lillian second.
'P-Probably both.' She admitted.
'That's what I was thinking too.'
As nervous as she might've been, Lillian's excitement was also displayed clearly on her face.
She interlocked her hands with Bekka's and gave them a joyous squeeze.
'We're going to be moms..!'
'W-We're already mothers, Lilli. I have the stretch marks and wine dependency to prove it.'
'Y-You know what I mean!' Lillian pinched her sister on the cheek.
Together, the two of them glanced at Abaddon who was still sleeping sandwiched between Lisa and Lailah.
'I was... just a little jealous of the others, you know?' Bekka confessed.
'Even though all of our children share our blood, I still longed to carry one of my own... to nurture the a life inside of me that was given to me by the man I love more than anything.'
Lillian could hardly bring herself to add anything to Bekka's words. Because she felt exactly the same.
"Sif, you could never-" Abaddon began.
"I'm going to go and help Courtney with her homework or something. Then we'll probably go and take the pets out for a walk or something."
Even though her legs were like jelly and her knees were already pushed to her limit, Sif moved rather quickly to escape from anymore lines of questioning.
Abaddon watched her leave with a rather concerned look on his face that was shared by everyone else.
He was halfway out the door to chase after her when Tatiana suddenly gave his hand a little squeeze.
"You know... I think I'm going to stay home today too. Will you all be alright without me?"
Abaddon smiled softly. "I think we can manage. Thank you."
Tati stood on the tips of her toes and planted a small kiss on her husband's cheek before chasing after their favorite buxom ice goddess.
Not long after she left, Abaddon felt a familiar presence invade the space within the room.
A familiar dark portal opened up in the bedroom and a familiar goddess of the night stepped through.
Nyx emerged wearing a simple outfit consisting of a tank top, shorts and sunglasses. Her long black hair was tied above her head in a messy bun.
In her hands, she carried two comically large suitcases the size of dressers.
"Ah, there are my lovely new roommates. But what's this..?"
Nyx tilted her sunglasses down so that she could stare at the married group lasciviously.
"I would've preferred you all undressed to celebrate my move in day. But I suppose there is some merit to upwrapping my presents myself~"
Nyx slipped in between Abaddon and Lailah while taking special care to wrap her arms around their midsections.
"I wonder, which should I unwrap first? The big one, or the little on- OW!"
Abaddon and Lailah bonked Nyx hard enough on the head to knock a train off it's tracks.
"Why?!"
""You were being creepy.""
"I was not!"
""Were too.""
"And why are you acting as if you're moving into our room?" Bekka added. "You're moving in, yea, but not in here."
"I don't know if I'm comfortable with that given the nature of our close relationship... I might get lonely." Nyx wiped away a pretend tear. "Will I be down the hall atleast?"
"We built a big doghouse in the garden right next to Bagheera's." Lillian smiled innocently.
"Bullies! All of you!"
"Yea, yea." Lailah casually bent over to pick up a sock that'd fallen on the floor; giving Abaddon a full view.
"Good god almighty..." He bit his lip. "My love, I hope nobody ever asks you to haul ass, cause I know you'll have to take a couple of trips."
Lailah giggled warmly as she grabbed her husband by the hands placed them on her very impressive cargo.
"Not if I have you to help me carry it, baby~"
"So THIS isn't creepy to you?!" Nyx cried in indignation.
""No, it's romantic."" The two of them gave her blank looks in unison as if they couldn't understand why she couldn't tell the difference.
Nyx was beginning to see exactly what her time would be like now that she was living in the Tathamet Manor.
Maybe this wouldn't be as much fun as she thought it would at first.
"Let's just go to hell and come back so I can move into a bed and rot..."