Can you still love the devil

Her eyes fluttered into his soft kiss on her forehead. Her head rose and fell as she rested on his chest with his every breath.
Encouragingly he brought back the topic that had caused them to nearly break.

She ran her paw through the fur on his chest as she was silent for a moment, contemplating. She said she would endure the business, and she wouldn't go back on that promise, but perhaps she could hope for a gentler way than forcing someone to carry their progeny.

"Can I hope our surrogate will get a chance to choose?" She asked carefully, playing with a wavy black curl under her paw. Her voice said she was unsure if this was something he could promise.

"Basilisk" | "Ignita"