Imperial Duties

The simple knowledge that Venom truly desired him as the father of her next litter over every other wolf in the world wasn't something he took lightly. Maverick knew the gravity that came with the crown the Empress wore, how important her position in her family and her family in general were to her. To decide he was the man she wanted to make this commitment with took a great deal of forethought and devotion. Venom clearly held him in high regard, the love she felt for him worn on her sleeve and shone in her sunset eyes. This was more than just her duty as the Empress. This was a woman who wanted to build a family with him, to give all of herself to him and entrust him with parts of her that someone else had left damaged. Since the day that he'd met Venom and since the night they'd shared together, their lives and destinies had been entwined. Now, Maverick could see and feel the extent of that connection. He was staring down the path of forever with Venom, seeing what lay ahead of them. A future filled with laughter, smiles, little lives they'd created and would watch grow...

Love.

It was a daunting and overwhelming thing to consider. But it was a future he wouldn't want to give up for anything in the world. Though he couldn't promise Venom puppies that would meet the same grand physicalities of her first litter, he could promise her all that he could do. Their children would have a father in their lives from the day they were born until the day he breathed his last. They would be cared for, know nothing but love and protection, have their astute and awe-inspiring mother and fearless and charismatic father to learn from. It wasn't much, but it was the best he could offer, and it was more of himself than he'd given to anyone else in his life. Venom reassured him that she knew he would do his best to do right by her and by their future children. The airy sound of her giddy giggles as he gave her all she ever wanted made his heart flutter, soaring in his chest. The sound of her laughter delighted him in ways he hadn't felt in a long, long time, and it just encouraged Mav to continue feeling up the nubile Empress with unabashed paws. He loved everything about her—physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually. He wanted to learn and savor every intimate detail of Venom Abraxas, from every inch of her body to every quirk of her personality, her every hope and dream, her every like and dislike. He wanted to be an expert of all things Venom, and given the time together, he would be.

Venom grinned at him while they lay together in bed, a mess of tangled limbs around one another's bodies while they enjoyed the presence of their lover. The monochrome fae teased him with coy words, further stoking the lustful fire in his belly that burned for her when she agreed that she would want nothing else but their simple plan of indulging in the carnal delights to make their puppies. Something primal inside Maverick began to stir. Perhaps it was knowing that, for all the preventative measures they'd taken in their sex life up to this point, now they would be going away, leaving them to be as wild and natural with one another as they possibly could. Venom would cease her contraceptive regiment, and Maverick would be free to attempt to breed his beloved Empress as often as they wanted until she finally conceived. There would now be a far deeper meaning to their carnal pleasures beyond just enjoying the love they shared to the fullest. This was Maverick and Venom mutually giving all of themselves to one another—and nothing had ever aroused Maverick more.

The snow and sky brute chuckled with eager excitement as he drew the Ashen Empress closer to his body, subtly wedging his pelvis up against hers until he was nestled between her legs. The soft fur of his lover’s belly brushed and mixed with his own, her warmth pressed up against his underbelly stirring lustful urges within him, the natural cravings of a brute who ached for his fae’s touch. Maverick brought his muzzle down to connect slowly with Venom’s, claiming her mouth with his own in a deep and passionate kiss. He communicated through his lips his devotion and his love for the Abraxas queen, and as he gently pressed his tongue into her maw to find her own he shared his passion with the woman he adored. Lecherous growls rumbled deep in the renegade’s chest while he held and felt up every supple curve of his lover’s graceful and slender form. With one large paw still cupping her rear, Mav shifted and pulled Venom’s body to roll them so she was now lying on her back underneath him, their muzzles remaining connected all the while as he kissed her. Maverick only broke their mouths apart once his lungs burned for air, gasping quietly for breath as the fire brute gazed down at his beautiful partner through lidded bedroom eyes and a sultry grin. "How about we get started on our royal family, my Venom?" he husked in a low, breathy whisper.

"Maverick"