Redhawk Caldera Darlin', I will be loving you 'til we're 70

Sneaky work post.

Peregrine spoke much of what he thought. His stream of consciousness had once annoyed the hell out of her, but she had grown to find it endearing in some strange way. He made to leave, and Fox whined softly. She knew that he probably should go get more food, considering what a helpless hunter she was, but she didn't want him to. "Aw, leaving me already?" she asked, tilting her head. Sure, she had buns in the oven, but that didn't mean they couldn't still get down.

"You wine and dine me, then expect me to not want anything more?" Fox gave him her best sultry glance. Once the kids were here, Fox expected that their romances would harder to come by. They still had a month of child-free bliss to live out before their love life was threatened by the very thing they worked so hard to create. Gently, Fox tugged on his ear with her teeth.