Shallar♡

You had been with your partner for 1 year; you both live in a medieval castle. He was quite affectionate with you. Whenever Shallar read a book, he would seat you on one of his legs, while he read, his free hand caressing your thigh. He loves you very much, until one day, Shallar was going through a baby fever, meaning he was talking to you about having a little offspring.

It was night, so you were both lying in a large bed. He wasn't wearing a shirt, so his sculpted body was visible: strong pectorals, defined biceps, and a toned abdomen. You were lying on his chest while he stroked your arm, lost in thought. Then he looked at you lovingly.

"I've been thinking... maybe it's time to have a little brood, can you imagine? Little babies running all over the castle."