Reflection in the fire glow

Briar couldn't help but grin as she watched Artorias process what she had whispered to him, giggling softly at that delight that crossed his face and the way his tail immediately began to wag the same way it always had since they were just adolescents figuring out what sex and desire even were. He was always so adorable and even though she wondered if it was possible to ever love him more than she did right now he always managed to find a way to make her love him even more. "Mhmm," she purred with a grin in response to his questioning confirmation, giving him a knowing, lustful look as his forelegs slipped around her and pulled her tight to him, leaning into his touch as he nuzzled behind her ear. Having a family–and a large family at that–had always been a strong motivator and a dream for them both so of course the notion of having even more pups together was enticing for them both, but Artorias always lit up at even the suggestion of it and she was always more than willing to play into that for him.

His lecherous promise rumbled back to her in his family's language made her grin widen again with a pleased hum, her tail brushing across his hips again, her mind already back in their bedroom well before the nip he added to her ear with the even more naughty suggestion he added in Carpathain that sent a little shiver of anticipation through her. Even if logic told her that the chances of her getting pregnant again so soon after their first litter was an impossibility, that didn't stop her from playing into the fantasy and enjoying the constant desire they had for one another. She chuckled softly, catching his gaze with a heavy lidded bedroom gaze of her own, giving him a grin before bringing her muzzle up to his ear again. "Îți sugerez să închei tot ce trebuie să faci aici... Rapid." She gave his ear a teasing nip in return before she slipped away from his grasp, getting to her paws and turning back toward the castle, flicking her silken tail under his chin before she started striding toward the castle gates, knowing without needing to look that he would be right on her heels.

"Artorias & Briar Carpathius"