As time continued to pass within the training room, Vahn decreasingly left the sides of those who were expecting. Rias would occasionally scold him for being a worrier, but she ultimately enjoyed being doted upon.
And then it happened.
"Oh, crap...I think it's time..." groaned Korra, losing strength in her legs midway through an assisted squat. At the same time, a prominent stain spread across her pale blue pajama bottoms.
Hearing Korra's groan, Vahn, who had been lounging nearby, watching Xenovia and Korra work out, moved like a blur, appearing at her side with a wheelchair. His heart began pounding madly in his chest, but he did his best to appear calm as he said, "Just focus on your breathing. You've got this, Korra."
"I want my mom," said Korra, in between inhaling slowly through her nose and exhaling through her mouth.
"She'll be here," affirmed Vahn, already in the process of directing things with two of his other selves. Fortunately, everyone had rehearsed what to do in advance, so while a nervous, expectant tension filled the villa, there was no panic...
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[Four Hours Later]
"Waaaaaaaaaaaah—!"
As Vahn sat next to Korra, lending his hand for her to crush, the Angelic Nurse their child had been passed off to smiled radiantly and presented a loosely wrapped bundle to them, stating, "Congratulations, Dragon God-sama, Korra-sama. It's a healthy baby girl."
"She's beautiful..." muttered Korra, teary-eyed and utterly exhausted as she stared at the face of her screaming daughter, cradled gently in Vahn's slightly trembling arms.
"Of course. She's your daughter..." affirmed Vahn, wiggling his right index finger in front of his daughter while transmitting love and comfort through his Domain.
"Give her to me...." said Korra, holding out her arms as Vahn promptly and carefully passed their daughter to her. Vahn experienced a brief sensation of loss while handing his daughter over, but it faded as the delivery room filled with Korra's family and those closest to her.
"My little girl is all grown up..." cried Korra's mom, Senna, tears streaming down her face, but smiling lovingly as she kissed the right side of Korra's head. Her father, Tonraq, had a comparably serious expression, standing cross-armed off to the side, but that was just how he was.
Meeting Tonraq's gaze, prompting the man to give him a curt nod, Vahn reciprocated with a nod of his own before slowly backing away as Korra's bed became encircled by their extended family and friends. Shortly after, he departed the delivery room alongside the other men, including Tonraq, Tenzin, Mako, and Bolin, to share a traditional Water Tribe drink similar to vodka.
And with the birth of Vahn's first daughter, Naya, the veritable flood gates had opened as Rias went into labor three days later, followed by Venelana in two weeks, Grayfia after four, Yasaka and Koneko in the same afternoon six days later, and Misla rounding things up seven days after that. In total, this brought Vahn's children to nine, five indescribably precious daughters and four dashing baby boys—born to Rias, Venelana, Grayfia, and Misla. A mild incident occurred with his and Venelana's son, Valerian, who reduced the delivery room to dust with his extraordinary Power of Destruction. But since they had anticipated the outcome after Venelana's experiences with Sirzechs and, to a lesser extent, Rias, no one was injured...
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"Mmn...this one is going to be a little rascal growing up..." remarked Vahn, his expression an awkward smile as, while changing his and Rias's son's diaper, the sharp-eyed, crimson-haired infant, Valcas, unleashed a steady stream of urine aimed directly at him.
"Once he's old enough, he will be disciplined properly..." asserted Grayfia, nursing her and Vahn's son, Veylric, with her right breast. The young Devil had inherited her silver hair and intelligent silver eyes, so even though he was only a few weeks old, everyone who glimpsed him got the impression he was going to be exceptional at every stage of his development. Valcas, on the other hand, had sharp, perceptive eyes and spear-tip brows, giving the impression he was fully cognizant of his mischief as he giggled almost maliciously.
"As long as he grows up happily and healthily without victimizing others, I don't mind a bit of rebelliousness..." remarked Vahn, holding Valcas's gaze as he washed and dried him using Magic and closed up his diaper. Valcas almost assuredly understood him, as in response to his rather cheesy line, the crimson-haired Devilspawn rolled his eyes.
Moving on from Valcas, Vahn stopped over the crib containing his and Koneko's triplets, Hikari, Yoruko, and Sumire. They were the smallest of his children by a considerable margin, but that was to be expected, as they presently had the appearances of pure white, soot-black, and grey-purple kittens. When Koneko delivered them, they resembled somewhat premature infants with folded feline ears and stubby tails, but soon after, they had naturally reverted to their Nekoshou forms.
"I'm here..." said Koneko, appearing on Vahn's left shoulder in the form of a snow-white cat with pale yellow eyes and a forked tail. Before Vahn had the chance to respond, she dropped down from his shoulder into the crib, causing her kittens to rouse and meow loudly as she curled around them on her side and helped them find an open teat. Watching her groom them was a precious sight to behold, but at the same time, Vahn couldn't help but feel a sense of incongruence knowing he had effectively sired a litter of kittens.
Instead of thinking too deeply about the idiosyncrasies of his situation, Vahn took a moment to gently pet Koneko's head before completing his rounds by checking in on his and Misla's son, Vaeris. He felt it was a little confusing that Grayfia, Venelana, Rias, and Misla had all named his sons starting with the letter V, but it hadn't taken as long as he expected to get used to it.
Following Vahn with his green eyes, Vaeris demonstrated his remarkable intelligence by raising his arms, indicating his desire to be picked up. Vahn readily complied, a broad smile adorning his face as he held Vaeris up and commented, "My smart and handsome little man. You're going to be super popular with the ladies growing up..."
With spiky brown hair, a healthy brown complexion, and large green eyes, Vaeris was Vahn's closest approximation among all his children. The latter had no intention of playing favorites, but their resemblance definitely gave Vaeris an advantage over his siblings.
Hearing Vahn's remark, Venelana, nursing their son, Valerian, on a nearby sofa, raised her right brow and inquired, "Do you mean to suggest our son won't be popular?"
"Why, I would never~" hummed Vahn, understanding that Venelana was teasing him. Then, as Misla was waiting patiently for him to carry Vaeris over, seated next to Venelana with a sleepy-eyed smile, Vahn reluctantly ferried over their son and presented him for his eighth feeding of the day. It was only 2:15 PM, but all of his children had healthy appetites, requiring constant attention and the employment of two wet nurses.
"Thank you," said Misla, accepting Vaeris from Vahn before cradling him in her left arm and releasing her milk-heavy right breast from her pale-green blouse. The sight caused Vahn's eyes to flash, but with his son needing to breastfeed as many as eighteen times a day, Misla needed all the milk she could produce...
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While his other selves were in the nursery or attending Yasaka and Korra in their rooms, the Vahn that hadn't left Kushina's room for ten weeks had the maroon-haired woman straddling him atop her room's sofa, her head tilted back and hair nearly reaching the floor as she exhaled hot sighs and cradled the back of his head with her right hand. Her once C-Cup breasts had swelled to E-Cups, causing them to become increasingly tender, so Vahn was alternating between her teats, sucking the excess milk so that it wouldn't leak in her sleep.
"Make sure to save some for the baby..." muttered Kushina, eyes closed as an especially hot sigh escaped her throat. Her life for the past two and a half months had revolved around sex, food, sleeping, and multiple baths per day. She knew this was excessive and more than a little indulgent, but after spending twenty-four years living within a cage of expectations and responsibilities thrust upon her by others, Kushina felt as though she was making up for lost time.
As the tension left Kushina's body with her sigh, Vahn felt a sudden influx of fluid within her pussy. He knew what it felt like when she orgasmed, so the neurons in his brain immediately activated, his eyes widening and his pupils dilating as he released her nipple from his mouth, looked up at her, and asked, "Did your water just break...?"
"I don't know. Did it...?" asked Kushina, her flushed expression tinged with confusion as she looked down at herself and focused on the sensations of her lower body. There was a distinctive sinking sensation within her lower abdomen, and each time she breathed, she felt like something was pulling down on her diaphragm.
"You're definitely going into labor," Vahn confirmed, recognizing the signs even if Kushina didn't. Her reaction was distinctly different from his other wives and lovers, but with a cock nestled in her pussy upwards of twenty hours a day, her sensitivities were bound to be a little out of whack.
"Then I guess we should stop..." sighed Kushina, looking slightly sullen when she should be panicking or feeling excited. Fortunately, Vahn was already preparing everything she would need for a safe delivery, so after extricating his cock from her pussy, he cleaned her up and got her into a comfortable hospital gown in record time. Seven and a half hours later, she gave birth to a large and healthy baby boy weighing 4,219g. But his size was only the newly born Naruto's second most notable feature. The first was his hair color, which, instead of being blonde, was a maroon-red like his mother's...
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"Our son...he's beautiful..." muttered Minato, standing next to Kushina's hospital bed with a proud, slightly teary-eyed smile as he stared at the sleeping face of his rosy-cheeked son. Kushina hadn't asked him to, but Vahn had called him over the moment she went into labor, believing that, even if she and Minato were no longer together, the man deserved to be at their child's birth.
"He really is..." muttered Kushina, her voice barely a whisper as she did her best to avoid meeting Minato's gaze. In their private messages, he had congratulated her for managing to get with Vahn and said he would be praying every day for her happiness, but that didn't make seeing him again any less awkward.
Noticing Kushina's discomfort, Minato maintained his usual smile but exhaled a faint, inaudible sigh from his nose. His single greatest wish, even more than making their world a place without needless war and bloodshed, was for Kushina to be free and happy. Thus, after staring at his son's face for a few seconds longer, he resisted the urge to kiss his former wife on the head and departed from her side.
'I know you'll do so regardless of me asking, but please take care of them both...' expressed Minato, stopping next to Vahn and placing his left hand on his left shoulder with a sober expression. Vahn offered a slow, solemn nod in turn. Then, with a flicker of yellow light, Minato was gone, using his Flying Thunder God Technique to teleport to Kakashi's side so that he and his former protege could speak before his return to their world.
"Vahn...am I a bad person...?" asked Kushina, raising her face to reveal a pitiable, chink-crinkled pout as she looked at Vahn with moistening eyes. Seeing Minato had caused her guilt from months prior to resurface with a vengeance. She didn't believe she had done anything wrong, and Minato was ultimately the one who had encouraged her to pursue Vahn, but that didn't prevent an agonizing pain from swelling in her chest.
"You are and always have been an exceptional, caring woman, Kushina..." responded Vahn, approaching and enveloping both Kushina and Naruto in his arms, cradling them tenderly as he affirmed, "And now that you're also a mother, I believe from the very depths of my soul that you'll be great at it..."
"Thank you..." muttered Kushina, closing her eyes and sniffling softly as she rested her forehead against Vahn's collarbone. She still felt terrible, but with Vahn's persistent presence and warmth, she believed she would feel better soon...
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