Everyone Thinks That We're Perfect

Duchess never had to feel like Indigo was forcing himself to be intimate with her. He was here for her, whatever she needed. Indy really didn’t know what was bothering her beneath the surface, but as their lips met she relaxed further against him and melted beneath his touch. She silently bid him to follow her beneath the fiery branches of the willows trees. There wasn’t a great amount of privacy but there wasn’t anyone around either. She grew more needy as she lifted herself to her back legs and wrapped her arms around his neck, diving deeper into their kisses and begging him softly for more. The sound of her breathy voice on his ear urged him forward with a pleased rumble deep in his chest.

Indigo wrapped one massive paw around her shoulders and carefully lay her down on her back. Indy pressed his chest against hers, lowering his huge form over her, kissing her lips and nibbling along her jaw as he did so. Duch was submissive in every way, eager for his adoration in whatever form he deemed fit. She was desperate for him, and he took full advantage, tasting and teasing before fully indulging in her.

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Indigo gasped for breath as he held her to his chest. Duchess clung to him like he was a liferaft, her tiny toes furrowing in the thick fur of his mane as electricity danced between their bodies. He relaxed into the grass beneath the tree as he gazed down at Duchess’s sweet features. She looked preoccupied, like they hadn’t just been together. He held her like that for a long moment, leaning forward to gently groom her dark ear before her dual toned eyes upturned towards him and his name was on her lips. ”Duchess…” He prompted as she seemed to steel her nerves. He pulled back slightly so he could catch her gaze, what he hadn’t expected was her next statement.

He’d told her about his hesitation in becoming a father, Indigo could have listed a million excuses as to why they should wait. ”I do too,” he started his confession softly, realizing he couldn’t and wouldn’t outright rebuke her statement. He wanted to be a dad, but he knew he wasn’t ready for that step in his life. Nor was he certain who the mother of those children should be. Duchess? Emersyn? Would they both desire to carry his offspring? ”The band isn’t ready for puppies yet though.” He told her as he squeezed her lightly and nuzzled against her cheek softly. They were not yet through their infancy, they were barely set off from the pack. They needed more time to prepare and establish themselves.

Deep down though, he felt a warm feeling knowing Duchess wanted to be the mother of his children.

Indigo Arcturus Fatalis