love is where they are

There was was a strange energy he felt. It crawled along his veins, causing him to almost tremble. He had never felt anticipation like this before, but he had never felt like he had to wait, either. Their first litter had been completely unplanned, wanted and everything but…unplanned. That's for sure. But now he knew what was on the horizon as he hesistantly went around the question, almost waiting for permission. Permission to hold her, permission to move on, permission to want this. Was he desecrating Illie's memory again, by living life? He sighed softly as she spoke, his eyes closing tightly as he felt the tell tale stinging of tears. He felt overwhelmed and full, and yet oddly empty. He needed his family, he needed his babies, he needed his wife...and he needed to move on. "Y-yeah, me too.." He whispered softly. "It's not even your season..." He said in realization and it eased some of his anxieties. They could try… He loved her, he wanted her. He always wanted her. "I love you, Gaia.." He murmured softly, pressing soft kisses under her ear, letting a soft sigh wash over her as he rocked her gently into him tighter, holding her so close and yet so gentle, like she may break if he squeezed too tight but lose her if he didn't hold her just so. He pressed another kiss into her shoulder, pressing his affection into her skin and fur. He loved her, so deeply.

"Burn Baby Burn"