Varian sat up in bed, just watching Elunara sleep. Reaching out, he threaded his fingers through that long, purple hair.
"Mm, whazat?" She mumbled.
"Nothing really."
Rubbing her cheek on his hip, she smiled up at him. "You know my honesty policy, my darling."
"I was sitting here wondering what it would be like... to have you in just MY bed every night."
"Oh, Varian..."
"There's this small, petty side of me that wishes I could make you stay here. However, that would mean you would change who you are, just to suit me... and that thought makes me ill. I could never change you, because I married you for you."
She sat up and leaned against him. "What brought this on?"
He put a hand to her belly. "Hoping this one is mine."
"Ah." Chuckling, she licked his shoulder. "And if it is?"
"I would be endlessly thrilled... to have another chance..."
"I know how you feel." She whispered.
"You do?" He blinked.
"After Lulu, and how much I bonded with her... I did start to regret my inability to produce another. When I had Darguni, I was still largely locked to emotions. Even worse, after my trip to Darnassus, I lost four freaking years of my child's life. While you lost more time with your son than I did... there's always been this underlying guilt that I could not give him as much love in his infancy that I was able to give Lulu. I fell in love with her in an instant... I had to learn love with my own son. Tulani nursed my baby, and while I do not begrudge her, I begrudge myself, just that tiny amount." She sighed and ran her hands over her still flat belly. "I know how you feel."
Varian tugged her into his lap. "That's all I needed to hear." He whispered, before capturing her mouth.
Days later, Elunara sat on the platform between Susan and Lydia. She held her hands over her belly and concentrated.
"What are you doing?" Lydia was nursing Dargek.
"Beyond my usual medical checks I'm exploring the process, so speak. It's so much stranger when it's your own body. This whole thing is weird. Like, how did I grow it back?"
"And what will you do now that it is back?" Susan grinned.
"That's a topic I've yet to explore." Elunara considered. "I'll stay with the immediate interest for now."
"Grogek!" Susan waved an arm.
He frowned and made his way over. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing... just watch." Susan gave Tilly a little push.
Tilly took a shaky step forward, still holding on to Susan's thumb. She reached a chubby hand out towards Grogek.
"Come on." He whispered. "Come on." A little louder.
Tilly let go of Susan's thumb and stood there on her own, just blinking.
"Come on! Come to daddy!" He held out his hands "Come, my baby, come to me!"
Tilly wobbled but held her hands out. With a giggle, she began to take wobbly steps forward. He wanted to reach out and scoop her up, but knew the way for her to learn was to continue on. She stumbled, hands hitting the top of the platform. Instinct of protection warred with desire to teach. Instead, he watched as she pushed herself up again and continued on her path. At the end of the platform, she fell on to him and he scooped her up.
"My little girl!" He hugged her tightly. "You did so admirably."
Susan giggled. "Drop the formality; she doesn't know what you just said."
"That's my girl!" Grogek tossed the child lightly into the air.
Tilly responded with shrieking giggles. "DAH-IE!" She shrieked, as she clung to him.
"Yes!" Grogek laughed. "Yes, I AM your daddy!"
The entire yard erupted into cheers and applause.
Shaking his head, Renwa blinked at the early morning light, just peeking through the window. Gentle as a whisper, he kissed the back of Zelinnia's neck. She groaned softly and pressed up tighter against him. Grinning, he moved his hand under the covers, and tugged the edge of her nightgown up. If it hadn't been chilly the night before, he wouldn't have had to worry about it. As it was, he kind of liked the thing.
His fingers brushed those soft hairs, and she shifted and groaned. Still his fingers roamed through those hairs and to the soft lips below. Lifting up on his hands, he tugged her over. Her hands spread out beside her head, and her hair spilled over the pillow. He was already horny, but this scene just made him rock solid. A slight adjustment, and he buried himself into her.
She jolted up, grabbing wildly at his arms.
"Good morning." He grinned, pumping himself in and out of her dripping center.
"You!" She gasped. "Oh, don't stop!" She groaned, as she pressed her head back into the pillow.
"Wasn't planning on it." Scooping his hips down, he slammed in and out of her, his balls smacking that beautiful ass. "You're always so tight," He groaned. "Mine, damn it." He growled, as she clamped around him, making him let go with her.
When he cuddled up on top of her, he gently pressed his mouth to hers. "Good morning, I said."
"That it is." She giggled. "Give me a chance to catch my breath and I'll show you..."
"GIVE IT BACK!" At Abigail's shrill cry, they both winced.
"Why did we agree to kids?" Renwa sighed.
"I don't know, but I'm going to kill the both of them." Zelinnia scrambled to get out of bed.
"I don't HAVE it!" Nara gestured.
"What are you two idiots arguing about now?" Zelinnia crossed her arms.
"He took my hairbrush!" Abigail gestured at Nara.
"I DID NOT!" He stomped a foot. "Why would I take your stupid hairbrush?"
"To annoy me!"
"Whatever. I don't have the damned thing."
"Which hairbrush?" Zelinnia sighed. "You have like five of them."
"The pretty one with the gems in it. The same one he's stolen before." Abigail put her fists on her hips.
"I WAS ELEVEN!" He ran a hand through his hair. "Will I never live that down?"
Renwa stepped out and put his hand on Nara's shoulder. "Be honest with me. Did you take the brush?"
"No, dad. I swear to everything, I haven't touched the stupid thing in like, four years."
