Ice Ice Baby

She seemed glued to the spot, and so he would happily be the one to close the distance that separated them, eager to feel her familiar touch even after only being away from her for a few hours. She let a soft whimper escape her lips and he would only tighten their embrace, slowly shifting himself so he was at her side, his head aligned with her own. Only then would he lower himself to his belly to press against her side, letting his nose trail along the side of her neck, resting on the crook of her jaw and throat.

She began to speak -- saying she had news to share. Ears would perk in keen interest, wondering what she could possible know that he did not. Silent explained she had visited Novel with some concerns... and... he found his heart clench slightly, worry for her health creeping up in his throat, a slight whine threatening to escape his pursed lips. But the news was significantly more terrifying.

She was pregnant.

They were too old to be parents again. Bronze found his brows furrowing, concern shining in his deep brown gaze as he shifted away from her so he could look at her more easily. "You're certain?" he asked carefully, a stupid question for a woman that had given birth half a dozen times, but he had to ask her even if he knew the answer. His voice was pained and confused, though not without a fair amount of excitement. But fear seemed more prevalent than anything else, and he leaned to nose her face again tenderly. "I didn't think it would be possible..."