The next morning came and Koltor had yet to wake up naturally Zarkon and Elara were slumbering... Until now.
Elara groaned sitting upright holding the sheets over her chest, immediately remembering the night.
She was sore beyond belief. Zarkon really put it down last night so she definitely wasn't complaining although she was quite literally a nude, disheveled mess.
She groaned and rubbed her eyes in the efforts to fully wake up. She was caught off guard by Zarkon waking up as well.
"Well?" He asked with a sky smirk.
"As much as I enjoyed last night, round 7 is not an option. My back hurts, down there hurts, my legs hurt, my hips are slightly scratched, and my neck is covered in bites. You're a rabid beast you know that?" She huffed.
"You're welcome, you weren't so bad yourself kitten." He hummed and hugged her while nuzzling her face.
"Kitten nothing. You're not going to sweet-talk me into sexy time this early in the morning. Koltor could wake up any minute now." Elara said sternly.
"Are you certain?" He asked with a smirk.
As if on cue, wailing was heard.
"Damn it." He huffed.
Elara quickly got her robe on before heading to take care of Koltor who was more than happy to see his mother again.
Zarkon would be lying if he said he didn't already have baby fever. He wanted another little baby but he knew it was far too soon to have one so for now he'd raise little Koltor.