Warmth-her warmth and gentle weight on his chest was comforting to Morva as he stroked her hair absent mindedly. He was asleep, his body carrying out a subconscious habit. Hotaru was awake and she was looking at her hand. Her flesh was covered in scars, bites and burns. It wasn't the typical "flawless" appearance she usually had and Morva had taken great delighted pleasured in kissing every scar she had-no matter where it was.

Hotaru kissed a scar over her Companion's heart, making Morva smile in his sleep. He pulled her against him and rolled over to cradle her protectively under him. Shark Wolves did this same sort of thing with their mates. It was protect their mate and their pups. The pups were usually curled up under or beside their mother where they would keep warm and the father would be a barrier of skin and muscle from enemies and scavengers. But usually, the female's back was against the male's chest. Morva's weight felt like nothing to her as he held her. He certainly didn't make it hard for her to breathe.

"Good morning, my Companion." Morva purred to Hotaru. "Did I make it enjoyable for you, Ame, my love?"

"It was fantastic-you're fantastic." Hotaru smiled as Morva started to kiss the scars on the side of her neck. She wove her hand into his hair as he pressed their bodies together.

"Do you remember that Terra like world in the Cat's Eye Nebula?" He asked, gently biting her skin, getting her to arch her body against his.

"You mean Sarophius? What about it?" Hotaru asked in return, her skin burning with his touch.

"Do you remember what Atreyu means?" Morva inquired as he continued to love on her body.

Hotaru bit her lower lip as her Companion found a pleasure spot in her back with his hands. "Destiny, infinity, sinless, purity and sanctuary. It means many things, like our own tongue which a part of Sarophian language was donated to create ours."

"It would suit him, don't you think?" Morva inquired, murmuring into her skin.

"Suit who, Morva?" Hotaru gently pulled on his hair to get him to look her in the eye.

"I think 'Atreyu' would fit our child." He answered her.

"No. No-you said 'he'. Why did you say 'he' instead of 'them'?" Hotaru asked as he moved down her body. He tenderly kissed her stomach before he sighed heavily, his hot breath caressing her skin. "Morva, I'll kick you onto the floor if you don't answer me."

"It's a genetic fuck up in our breeding. You can only conceive male embryos. To have a daughter it would require genetic alterations in the 11th week of pregnancy." Morva didn't look up at her as he gently bit the muscles in her stomach. "And your child would be the heir to the throne but not to your power. It is yours alone and no conceived man can wield it…I didn't want to tell you yet. I wanted you to just enjoy the moment. You get so few times to be yourself. I just wanted you to enjoy it…"

"Now I feel better." Hotaru got Morva to look into her eyes. "I'm terrible when it comes to raising girls. I'm much better with boys."

Morva buried his face into her stomach. His shoulder started shaking and he started laughing. He hugged her waist as he just started laughing, his mouth against her skin. He couldn't stop laughing as he held her closer. By the Gods, she was perfect for him.

Yep, these two were MADE for each other.