Larksong Grotto tonight i'll be the libertine

squeals

He was right, they could be strong. Together. At the moment though, Tavi did not want to be near him. She didn't want to be near anyone. As soon as Reek was up and drawing closer, she seemed to flinch away from him; at first ducking her head and slicking back her ears as if to sway him with submission; but then something clicked in her head, and she assumed a more dominant role. Her head went up and she rumbled softly at him. Not an outright refusal for his company, but a thin warning to keep his distance. Maybe it would be enough to stop him in his tracks.

Leave me 'lone, Reek, she quietly ordered of him. Her tone lacked all substance, but she needed him to hear her. If this was true and she was carrying his kids, then... Well, that's what she needed to think about. And she couldn't do that here, in their home-cave; her mind briefly picked up on the term sex dungeon and she felt her stomach lurch, ready to spew more bile across the threshold of the grotto's mouth. Without looking back she hastily sought her freedom, off and away to find somewhere quiet she could think.