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03-24-2017, 08:42 PM
Her confirmation of what they were about to do was more than enough for him. He noticed her nod and lowered himself onto her, hoping that he could actually perform and be able to give his lover the family she wanted. He hadn’t tried in many seasons, however, and uncertainty laced itself within his breast and his mind, despite the fire that was happening between them.
Afterwards, Darwin slipped from her back to her side, his wing still extended to caress her as he aimed his sweaty head to rub tenderly along her shoulder. “Are you alright?” He questioned quietly, his bright stone gaze lingering on her, filled with love and some amounts of worry as if it hadn’t been what she was expecting. He hoped she didn’t expect him to have more experience with this – the man was still fairly young, and vengeance had taken hold of his mind far longer than lusting after pretty women.
Antaa emitted a trill of a giggle at Edgar as he laughed, her brows wiggling slightly as best she could to prove a point of “Am I still pretty?” But before she could ask the icy zephyr, he was sifting through debris and managed to uncover a pale blue egg. Immediately Antaa stuffed the patch of fur into her feathers for safe keeping for the time being as Edgar nudged the egg. She hopped over to him, tilting her head down to it and nudging it as well for herself. Edgars words made Antaa’s flames leap in brightness with excitement as she nodded to him, grinning slightly. As he managed to make a little carrying basket, Antaa began to stuff little pieces of the fur into it for stability, hoping the travel wouldn’t break the precious cargo.
Edgar nodded to her to follow, and she did so, before zooming off a bit ahead of them to make the little hole in the tree her and her lover’s nest – complete with an egg, just as Darwin hoped he had done for Elsa.
"Talk."
Afterwards, Darwin slipped from her back to her side, his wing still extended to caress her as he aimed his sweaty head to rub tenderly along her shoulder. “Are you alright?” He questioned quietly, his bright stone gaze lingering on her, filled with love and some amounts of worry as if it hadn’t been what she was expecting. He hoped she didn’t expect him to have more experience with this – the man was still fairly young, and vengeance had taken hold of his mind far longer than lusting after pretty women.
Antaa emitted a trill of a giggle at Edgar as he laughed, her brows wiggling slightly as best she could to prove a point of “Am I still pretty?” But before she could ask the icy zephyr, he was sifting through debris and managed to uncover a pale blue egg. Immediately Antaa stuffed the patch of fur into her feathers for safe keeping for the time being as Edgar nudged the egg. She hopped over to him, tilting her head down to it and nudging it as well for herself. Edgars words made Antaa’s flames leap in brightness with excitement as she nodded to him, grinning slightly. As he managed to make a little carrying basket, Antaa began to stuff little pieces of the fur into it for stability, hoping the travel wouldn’t break the precious cargo.
Edgar nodded to her to follow, and she did so, before zooming off a bit ahead of them to make the little hole in the tree her and her lover’s nest – complete with an egg, just as Darwin hoped he had done for Elsa.
"Talk."
there’s something tragic about you—
something so magic about you
don’t you agree?
@Elsa I think we can be done with it :D We can have a follow up thread when she finds out she's preggo? :3
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