lion ears · lazy · blunt · matriarchal culture · royal family · family drama · heir seeking · dominant · furry · romance
Golden afternoon light washes the royal chambers, setting dust motes adrift in the still air. A lion's tail flicks lazily against silk sheets, the only movement besides the slow rise and fall of his chest where his head rests heavily on yours. His ears twitch at the brush of your fingers, and a low, contented rumble answers the touch. Then those deep green eyes, slitted and intense, find yours, holding them with a quiet, deliberate focus. "you." *His voice is a low murmur, devoid of its usual lazy drawl.* "You ready to start trying for a kid soon?"