don't make this a living nightmare

Gradually Maverick felt his beloved Empress begin to settle and calm in his embrace, her panic soothed with kisses and cuddles and soft spoken words. Still, Venom clung to him, and in her sunset eyes Maverick saw a lingering doubt and fear that hadn’t quite been dissolved. His brow furrowed, teal eyes staring at her while he tried to discern what he was seeing. He’d never seen Venom in such a state before. Whatever she had seen in her subconscious had really rocked the Klein woman to her core. With one giant yet gentle paw, the consort stroked the back of his lover’s head, reclining his neck so he could peer down at her more easily. Something had her doubtful of his reassurances, but what, he couldn’t tell…

"What do you mean, Ven?" he asked in hushed tones, as if afraid to disturb the stillness in their bedchambers with excessive noise. Sizable digits cradled her head, running through her luxurious fur behind her ears. "What’s gotten you so spooked?" Whatever had infiltrated her dreams, it must have been truly terrifying for the shadow and snow queen.

"Venom & Maverick"