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After a long evening of debating with the Bloodclaw team leader… though ‘debating’ was a bit of a stretch as Voldur ended up punching two of them in the face aunt definitely cracking a rib with one that ended up pulling a knife on him after learning that they were not going to be going on raids anytime soon.
Regardless Voldur can still feel his blood rushing through his veins from that adrenaline.It has been far too long since he exchanged blows like that and clearly felt like celebrating. Strutting his way back home and making a quick pitstop to the kitchen to grab himself an ale, he careful he creeps inside his bedroom to find his husband in bed reading a book by candlelight as Torin looks up and gives him a gentle smile.
“Well someone is in a good mood making progress?”
“ nope it’s still a hot mess but they’re starting to respect me… well they know what happens if they insult me” The Aasimar said strutting towards him after taking a heavy swing from the bottle before throwing off his armor and jumping into bed next to his husband.
“So… want to cuddle?” Voldur wiggles his eyebrows as he gently wraps his arms around Torin, pulling him closer before kissing him on the neck.
Torin rolled his eyes but smirked as the book now laid discarded on the bed before making a slow rumbling noise from the kiss.
“Voldur… that reminds me there’s something we’ve been meaning to talk about for a while” the slender bugbear said with a shuddering beathe after another kiss before slipping free from his hold.
“Cant it wait? I mean the chief and general are allowed to have a few… private moments together” Voldur said quickly rolling on top of him about to give another kiss before his lips made contact with his husband’s hand.
“ unfortunately my treasure, yes.” Torin said looking unamused as Voldur took the hint and got off his husband
“Look so your an Aasimar now, I mean… not a divine right?” Torin said his words measured and slow as he was trying to find the right words for this
“Yeah I’m flesh and blood now but don’t worry i can still work a few miracles here in there” Voldur offers with a smirk before gently taking his husbands hand “ don’t worry I’m not planning on doing anything too reckless anytime soon”.
Torin smiles a bit and nods before giving his hand a gentle squeeze “ exactly and I remember what you told me a while ago… namely what happens when a divine and a mortal are, well intimate… regardless of gender”
At this point the tiny hamster inside Voldur’s head went into overdrive as his blank expression transformed into pure shock before looking down Torin before placing a hand on his stomach
“Are you telling me you are-“
“NO!” Torin said suddenly fuming as he slapped away his husbands hand “My point being I do not want to risk that”
“Then what, I mean you still have your gorgeous figure” Voldur offers taking a breath of relief.
“ and I would like to keep it that way as well as keeping my body exactly how it’s supposed to work” Torin said folding his arms “ so until we get protection I don’t want to risk anything”
Voldur was stunned before quickly getting up and squeezing back into his pants “ what are the odds someone in this tribe has some” he said hopping into his boots
“Voldur the only protection in our tribe has is angry parents with weapons, look How about we just take a quick dip in the lake and have something to drink” Torin offers but his suggestion had fallen out of deaf ears as his husband rushes out of the room, his footsteps being heard as he rushed down the stairs.