Noctisardor Bypass Be my rest, be my fantasy

"You have so many great ideas..." Fig growled happily as she reached for him. He shut his eyes to enjoy the moment further, only for them to open once again when she began to say words he had known would come eventually, but that he didn't ever want to hear.

Fig was silent for a moment as he pondered what she'd said. In past experiences, what she offered was what he'd required upfront. No expectations. If something happened, he would not be a father to whatever he helped to create. It had sent most women away from him, which he'd always been perfectly fine with. Tauris had been different. And now, he was realizing she was different in another way too.

"I don't regret it either," Fig murmured as he reached to touch the base of her ear with his snout. He paused another moment, lingering there. It was his last chance to bolt. She had opened the door for him.

But.

"What if... I'm okay with expectations..."