Hushed Willows [m] Takes his mask off and lulls his head

boone became quiet, suddenly, as he takes her dainty paw and places it upon his shoulder. i just, he blinks slowly, as if he's processing what he says before it flies from his mouth. i'm worried. about you, with, y'know. the pregnancy.
if it worked.
the last thing i ever wanna do is hurt you, reverie, he kisses the inside of her wrist, up to her elbow and then toward her flaxen shoulder. his body ached for hers yet again, but he felt it entirely too soon. i don't want you to do this if you're not-- certain. one-hundred percent.