05-29-2018, 07:00 PM
[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 530px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; padding: 20px"]Suiteheart had offered to carry their children. Her pregnancy of their last litter was easy: she experienced no sickness and was rarely as hormonal as most. She knew Margaery had not enjoyed the first time she was pregnant, but she would not allow Suite to bear this burden for whatever reason. Margaery had insisted. Suite had ideas, thoughts, as to why her wife wanted to carry their children instead of the other way around. After everything that had happened with Margy's first litter, Suite believed this was her wife's way of making up for it.
The Cosmic General was excited though. She knew, deep down, Margy was too. The only issue either of them could find with this was the fact that Margaery might pass off her vampirism, but as it had not happened the first time, Suite wanted to believe it would not happen the second time.
The white feline stepped forward, a smile on her maw. She came to a halt at Margaery's left side, gently pressing into her and intertwining their tails. 'This will be good, you'll see. Just relax, babe,' she thought, sending the message through their bond as she offered her wife a reassuring look. Everything would be fine. It always was, in the end.
"I'm excited," she purred. "Jacky would've been so happy..." Her happy expression faltered and was replaced by a bittersweet look. Her chest ached for her young son, but she tried not be be sad. No, this was a good moment. Finally, she managed to say, "I'm happy." And her smile had once again returned.
The Cosmic General was excited though. She knew, deep down, Margy was too. The only issue either of them could find with this was the fact that Margaery might pass off her vampirism, but as it had not happened the first time, Suite wanted to believe it would not happen the second time.
The white feline stepped forward, a smile on her maw. She came to a halt at Margaery's left side, gently pressing into her and intertwining their tails. 'This will be good, you'll see. Just relax, babe,' she thought, sending the message through their bond as she offered her wife a reassuring look. Everything would be fine. It always was, in the end.
"I'm excited," she purred. "Jacky would've been so happy..." Her happy expression faltered and was replaced by a bittersweet look. Her chest ached for her young son, but she tried not be be sad. No, this was a good moment. Finally, she managed to say, "I'm happy." And her smile had once again returned.
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[glow=black,10,100]GOT MY DEGREE IN THE GUTTER,[/glow]
[glow=black,1,100]MY HEART BROKEN IN THE DORMS OF THE IVY LEAGUE