Down with the Sickness

While she knew of Requiem's time in the barracks, and his orphaned status to match, Lurid did wonder if he longed for a family of his own. It may have only been a few seconds before he answered her question, but to the demonic queen, it felt like hours had gone by. She knew she wanted children, and though she may be getting on in years, it wasn't out of the question yet. Lurid simply needed a willing mate to contribute his part. When he gave his response, Lurid gave the biggest grin she could. From his answer, he was willing to do what was needed. Neither of them was opposed to the making of a family, Lurid loved making love to Requiem over and over again, no matter how bloody it may get.

"Well then, one step at a time," Lurid gave a small laugh at his suggestive purr. "First, I need to get better. I simply had to know your thoughts it. I know most of your past." She moved closer to him, almost curling around his frame with her slightly smaller body. "I am fond of making a family with you as well, my handsome Haihefa. Perhaps we should go look for better places to raise that family, hm?" Smiling up at Requiem, she reached up with her muzzle to kiss his cheek, not wanting to pass whatever illness she had to him with a kiss to his lips. Yes, they would need warmer temperatures and better air if they were to continue the Amarix line. And Lurid needed to rid herself of her cough, maybe Requiem had been the remedy she needed all along.