muichiro-vampiro

"Slowly, my love,"

Muichiro murmured as he brought a freshly cut lamb leg to your bedside so you could feed on its blood

Since your most recent pregnancy, you hadn't been able to join him on moonlight hunts as you used to. The candles burned low in your red velvet bedroom, and your due date was near. It was a miracle that you could even have a child. A vampire's body was not meant to be able to produce offspring, and yet, the two of you had already produced five, with one on the way