expecting great things

With angelic fierce those beautiful violet eyes met his own bi-colored optics. In those moments the he felt as though the breath from his lungs had been swept away. A rush of shock and wonder filled the beast to the very core. A tingling sensation was felt where her form had previously been from their short embrace. This significant rush of exhilaration was caused by the gentle words of his Empress. ”I’m pregnant, Hannibal.”. His mind raced a mile a minute with wonder and true joy. Pink and blue eyes searched her own visage as if she had been pulling a trick on him. But, he quickly knew she was speaking nothing but the truth. Hannibal would be a father yet again and this time at the side of the love of his life.

After only a breath of bewilderment the beast let her muzzle dive into the thick of her scruff. Lips curled upward into a cheesy grin, exposing those ivory teeth with ease. "A dream come true." Hannibal removed his muzzle from her fur to look her in the eyes once again, that same cheesy grin plastered ear to ear. "You have provided me with he opportunity to truly be a father. I will not forsake this blessing, my flower." Hannibal then allowed his head to trail down her abdomen to her belly. The pale ghoul peppered tiny kisses against the tender skin with a tear slipping from an eye. "I love you, Deathbelle Klein."