Fruits of Our Labor

Iolaire curled her body against his, facing Roan so that her face could press against him. He admitted that she had the best ideas and Io chuckled, giving herself a little wiggle. "I certainly do." The aches and pains of the journey were felt heavily as she laid there with him. Not only the physical pains, but the emotional ones as well. Some of the treatments would take a toll on her small frame. She might be extra tired, irritable, weak... It would be worth it though if she was able to conceive.

Roan whispered his love and Iolaire murmured her own love in return. She buried her face against him, her limbs entwined with his, and soon fell fast asleep.

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