The home that love built

Briar was more than used to her husband's insatiable desires so his obviously suggestive comments about how she loved being full of puppies made her grin even if she did give him a teasing roll of her eyes in response. She of course never wanted him to stop loving and wanting her the way he did, but that didn't mean she couldn't give him a hard time once in a while. "If these pups get much bigger I might start questioning just how much I love having them," she joked with a chuckle. In truth, it would never matter what her body went through for these pups or how much she had to deal with in order to carry them. The unmatched joy and love they got from having their large family around them would always be worth it and she was just as excited every time to be able to carry Artorias' pups. Perhaps she could have the reasonable wish to have slightly fewer pups at a time, but she would never be the one to be ungrateful for having large, healthy litters of beautiful children.

She relaxed while she let her loving husband continue to work through the kinks and knots in her long tail, making her realize she probably hadn't been doing as well of a job at brushing it out lately as she thought. As much as she struggled to give up control of things and ask for help at times, she was very appreciative for Art's unending support and his willingness to do things for her–even as small as brushing her tail. When he commented on how beautiful she was in this state, another grin pulled at her lips and she turned her gaze back to his again, mirroring the love for him in her own turquoise gaze. "You may have mentioned that a few hundred times, but you can mention it a few hundred more, if you'd like," she teased with a soft chuckle, flicking him playfully with the end of her tail. She knew not everyone felt beautiful when they were pregnant, but with a husband like Artorias it was hard not to.

"Artorias & Briar Carpathius"