Sweet Love Of Mine

The suspense of it all was getting to him. Desdemona was always one to delay the new by just a bit, something that threatened to drive the ivory knight mad, but it was nothing that he disliked about his wife. All her little quirks were what made her perfect and he loved every single one of them. His entire life, all the tragedy he had lived recently had all led to this. To his marrying Desdemona, to him joining a pack with her and finding his place again. She had given him the future he had thought impossible for himself. She was truly an angel; his angel.


She seemed to wait for his answer with baited breath, maybe not knowing what to expect from him. But his reaction looked to be one that she was glad to have gotten. Demonio would notice the huge smile that would plaster itself across her lips as his mind wrapped around the concept that he was going to become a father. A father. There were going to be mini Demonio?s and mini Desdemona?s running around them and through their legs, begging for their constant attention, not allowing them a single wink of sleep. Little babies, the product of their love, filling their lives with joy. It was so unbelieveable, so much more than he could have ever asked for. The woman of his dreams was going to become the mother of his children! How blessed would his children be with having a mother like Desdemona. Sure, her past didn?t exactly dictate the motherly type, but it didn?t define her anymore. She wasn?t the woman of her past. She was a different woman now. She was Demonio?s woman, his wife, the mother of his children and she was going to be the most amazing mother in the world. He only hoped he would be able to be as great a father as his own father had been.


Her crown would bob, confirming his statement. A family. They were going to start their own family. How?perfect. His tail wagged a million miles a minute, his dual-colored gems alive with a mixture of joy and disbelief and utter happiness. In a moment of desire, the alabaster brute threw his head up towards the sky, pale lips coming together as he sung to the world of the joyous news. They were going to be parents! He sung and he sung, unable to contain his joy until he finally managed to pull himself back and get some restraint, crown dropping as his gaze fixed itself on his wife, jowls split wide in a grin. We will have the most beautiful family the world has ever known Desdemona and you will be a glorious mother! Oh how luck our children will be to call you their mother! If he could?ve he would?ve picked her up and spun her around, but since he lacked the ability to do so he settled with fawning her lips with kisses, pressing his body against hers, unable to contain his joy. A family. A real family. His life couldn?t get any better.


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