Baby, I’m Giving You The Mommy Issues

The day was fast approaching when El would give birth and Ezekiel was well… less than thrilled about the entire situation. Elyisa is his world and the fact that she had been touched by another and then impregnated by said other sat about as well as a gallon of curdled milk on an empty stomach. Still, Zeke supports and loves his sibling and, as she grew rounder, the dark man had taken to laying out extra food out for her.

Of course, they still den together and he has already decided that, as soon as she is ready, they will welcome the pups into their den, together. When she informed him that she was inviting the man and his mother to the pack to be there for the birth, he had felt a swell of jealousy that had been almost too much to swallow down. But he had and the stubborn man was determined not to make her labor any more stressful than it would already be.

And now, the day he has both dreaded and looked forward to, has arrived.

Her call finds him in a neighboring land where Zeke had been searching for some extra food for her and the man quickly abandons the task at paw. Kicking up a wake of snow, he takes off toward the temporary den El had set up for the birth and makes fast work of closing the distance between them. Chest heaves from the exertion by the time he arrives and he skids to stop so that he can gain some small form of composure before crossing into the den.

Snarls greet his ears and Ezekiel immediately knows just how deep her pain is since he has fought with and beside since they were pups. Eyes move to Absinth as the emerald eyed woman comforts his sister and he offers her a stiff, but thankful, dip of his head as greeting. Without waiting for an invitation, he moves to where El lays and positions himself behind her, laying in such a way that he can pull her shoulders and head into his arms, while his back half curls protectively and loosely around her flanks.

With careful, tender touches, he begins to slowly lick the space on her neck that leads up to her ear, going against the grain of her fur. In rhythmic soft strokes, he continues his loving menstruates while his chest begins to softly rumble, soft growls offered in support of his sister while he continues to hold her. The gentleness that has come over Ezekiel may be strange to anyone who has met him before but Ely knows that is the side he reserves only for her.


"Ely & Ezekiel"