don't make this a living nightmare

More than a season had passed since Venom had asked Maverick to sire her children, and as each day went on worry seemed to take a stronger hold in her heart. She hadn’t expected her first litter, they had arrived out of season and without much trying. Venom had perhaps assumed the same would be true now as she was drawing more near a middle age. She had yet to voice any worry over the time they were taking, every breathtaking moment was enjoyable. However, she was a little older now, maybe there was a little cause for concern. Then again, Sirius had just fathered a litter in his and Zee’s advanced age. Maybe there was something deeper off.

The Empress did do her best to ignore the thought, to tell herself that she hadn’t even gone through a heat, and that any real worry could be had if they still hadn’t conceived after that point. Still, the fear crept in and took over her thoughts every now and again.

Maybe it was the dark dream she was having, or the cold at her side as Maverick got up during their sleep for a moment. The feeling of dread overwhelmed her and caused her to toss as she tried to shake herself out of her unconscious sleep. A soft whine left her lips as the dredges of the awful nightmare manifested within the body of reality.

"Venom & Maverick"