Doc McFluffins

Hattori was silent and supportive as Kiyo stepped forward to begin. She leaned against him lightly as she lifted her head to better expose the vulnerable place on her neck for Kiyo’s exam. The close proximity was foreign to Venom, she didn’t allow anyone but Hattori so close. Especially now that she was developing rapidly in her pregnancy. She felt relieved as Kiyo pulled away and commented on her findings before moving on. Venom’s deadly jaws opened for Kiyo’s observation as her forked tongue fell to her chin.

When Kiyo seemed satisfied Venom closed her mouth and perked her ears at Kiyo’s answer to her question. Hattori seemed just as interested in what she had to say. Venom tried not to feel dismayed at her words, her belly would only get bigger and the milk she’d use to nourish them would begin to develop. All were natural and expected but that didn’t make Venom entirely thrilled about them. She was never particularly vain nor did she much care for the traditional sense of beauty. Her best attribute was her strength, something that was difficult to show when she was as round as a peach and waddled everywhere.

She hadn’t truly second guessed herself until that moment, but as she felt Hattori’s warmth at her back his support urged her onward. Pregnancy was no easy task, and she was forced to wonder if she could manage without her mate’s support. Her respect for Toxicity was only strengthened through the entire process.

”Oh,” she offered with mild surprise. ”Like right now?” She didn’t think anything could be seen or felt on the surface, but the strange feeling of movement within was unlike anything she’d ever felt. Purple pink gaze fell to her stomach as though she could see the movement within.