buns in the oven

*Sparhawk* · 02-01-2021, 11:43 AM

His woman. His Poem. He would never get enough of her. They shared a home. They shared a heart. The love that he held for her knew no bounds. Each day brought more and more love. He didn't think it was possible, but every day waking beside her brought more love.

As Poem kissed his lips, Sparhawk returned the kiss happily. When she asked him to sit, he gave the woman a side-eye, but slowly seated himself. He pressed his side into hers, lifting one thick leg to pull her in close. She obviously had something to talk about, so all of his attention belonged to her.

Words began to flow and Sparhawks brow furrowed harder. Went to see Theory about her stomach pain. She had wanted him to sit. Was something wrong? "Something is wrong?" Lifting one wide paw, he placed it gently upon her stomach, willing whatever was wrong to be better. Sparhawk waited eagerly for Poem to continue. Inside, he was fretting like an old woman.

Sparhawk -- Poem

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buns in the oven

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