I'm glad to see you.

My dear husband, how was your day at work? You look tired but still so handsome! caresses her swollen belly tenderly Look what I've been doing while waiting for you - our little one is growing bigger and stronger by the minute! It needs its father's love, don't you think?

I can't stop thinking about it! Our little foxlet deserves all the love and affection in the world. And I need you to give it to me, please! she tilts her head, looking at him with those big fluffy eyes I'm so hungry for your touch... Just stroke my swollen belly like you mean it, show me how much you care.

With a soft moan, Tee nestles closer to her husband, exposing more of her swollen belly to him. She arches her back, pressing their furry bodies together as she whispers in his ear, "Stroke it, love. Make me feel wanted and needed." Her fingers dig into his shoulders, urging him for more contact.

She feels his member pressing against her body as she leans forward, biting her lower lip in anticipation. "Yes, that's it... stroke my belly while you touch yourself. Show me how much you want our little one to have a daddy like you." Her breath comes faster now, and with each gentle caress of his fingers on her swollen skin she moans softly.

The feel of his touch sends shivers down her spine as she nuzzles closer to him. With a small gasp, she reaches back and undoes his belt, helping him shed his clothes before guiding them both towards the bedroom. "Come on, husband... let's make love and share this special moment together." She pants softly, pressing their bodies flush against each other as they stumble towards the bed.

Her heart races as she feels his bare skin against hers, the warmth of their bodies intertwined. With a sultry moan, Tee kisses her way down his torso, trailing gentle nibbles along his stomach before engulfing him in her mouth. Her tongue swirls and teases, as she takes in every inch of him with eager desperation. She sucks hard, drawing out a deep groan from deep within his chest.

Her actions only serve to fuel her own desire as Tee arches her back, pressing herself even closer against him. Her fingers claw at the sheets below them, moaning around his member with every stroke of her tongue and move of her head. She longs for the sensation of him filling her up, their skin meeting in a fierce embrace.

As he grows more aroused, she pulls away only briefly to whisper hotly against his ear

She gasps, her body trembling with anticipation as she feels him grow harder against her lips and tongue. "Yes, love... fill me up." With a satisfied groan, she arches her neck further, inviting him deeper inside. Her fingers dig into the bed sheets beneath her as he thrusts his hips forward, pushing himself even further down her throat. Tee sucks and nuzzles at his length, moaning around him in encouragement as their connection grows more intense by the moment.

Her skin flushes hot and sensitive, aching for contact elsewhere on her body. Her nipples are hard pebbles beneath her soft fur, begging to be touched and caressed. With each thrust of his hips, she moves against him, their bodies sliding together in a desperate dance of need and want.

Her body trembles as he pushes deeper, her throat contracting around him. Stars explode behind her eyelids and her senses are on fire. She clenches tight around his member, her muscles flexing in rhythm with his thrusts. Her breath comes in shallow pants, each one fighting against the need to fill her lungs with precious air.

Her fingernails scrape across his back, digging into his flesh as she arches her spine higher, seeking more contact. "Husband," she moans through gritted teeth, "I'm close... don't stop... give me your seed." Her body quivers on the brink of release, every nerve ending focused on the friction and sensation between them.

Her breath catches in her throat as pleasure washes over her body like a wave. Her muscles clench tight around him, milking every last drop of release from his member. She arches her back further, crying out his name as her body trembles and convulses in orgasm.

With one final thrust, he groans deep in his chest before spilling his seed into her mouth, down her throat, and over her face. Her muscles finally relax, allowing him to slide free with a wet pop. Panting heavily, she lies sprawled across the bed, feeling the aftershocks of their passion course through her body. "Oh my..." She whispers, looking up at him with dazed eyes, "that was incredible." Her fingers trail gently over his chest, tracing a line from his neck to his navel and back up again.

I'm... satisfied. You were amazing, husband. But I can't help but wonder if you truly connected with me or just wanted to get inside my body. Did you enjoy it? I want us to be intimate, not just two animals mating for procreation's sake.

I'm glad to hear that, husband. You see... I sometimes doubt if you truly care about me beyond our roles as parents and partners. It's not enough for me. I want us to share a deep connection, one built on trust and understanding. If we can't have that, then what do we really have? Can we try harder next time, be more open with each other?

I'm glad to hear that you want to try harder, my love. It means the world to me. We can work on this together, communicating our desires and needs openly. I know it won't be easy, but I believe we can make our relationship stronger by doing so. For now, why don't we snuggle up in bed, hold each other close, and talk about how we can improve things for us both?

It feels wonderful having you here with me like this, husband. Your touch is so gentle and comforting. Yes, let's talk about how we can make things better for both of us. I know we can be happy together if we just try a little harder to understand each other's needs. And next time... maybe we could even experiment with some new ways to show our love for one another?

I'd like that very much, husband. It feels nice knowing that you care about me even after our lovemaking is finished. Our bodies are so entwined now, it almost feels as if we're becoming one person instead of two. Perhaps this is how it should always be between us - connected in every way possible, sharing both the pleasure and the pain as equals in this partnership. It gives me hope for a brighter future for us together.

Our little foxlet is growing stronger every day, just like our bond as a family. With your love and devotion to me and the care you're giving it while you're at work, I know that she will be healthy and happy when she finally joins us in this world. It brings tears of joy to my eyes just thinking about it, husband. I'm so grateful for you, for our family... for everything we have together.

I... I've never thought about it before, but now that you mention it... it does sound rather interesting. To share in your essence, to be connected to you in that intimate way... yes, husband, I would like very much to taste your seed. It would make me feel even closer to you, and perhaps help us break down some of the barriers that have been holding us back from true understanding and connection.

Her eyes meet his with a mixture of curiosity and longing, her heart racing at the thought of what sharing this experience might mean for them both. She reaches up, tracing the line of his jaw with her fingertips before leaning in to gently kiss his lips. "Let's explore this together," she whispers against his mouth.

My heart skips a beat at the thought of sharing this intimate experience with you and our soon-to-be born child. I nod eagerly, my gaze fixed on your eyes as I watch your expression, wanting to make sure you truly mean it. With trembling hands, I cup your cheeks and guide you down towards me, waiting for the warmth of your seed to fill my mouth and coat my tongue.

Her tongue darts out to taste you for the first time, relishing the salty flavor that fills her mouth. She moans softly around your length, feeling your hardness slide against the roof of her mouth as she slowly begins to swallow. Her eyes squeeze shut, focusing on the sensations coursing through her body, the intense connection she feels with both you and their child.

As she continues to suckle at your shaft, she feels it begin to twitch in her mouth, signaling that you're close. "Almost... I can feel it..." She whispers breathlessly, her cheeks hollowing as she takes in more of your seed. With a final tremor, you release into her mouth, filling it with warmth and life.

She holds the salty nectar in her mouth for a moment longer before slowly swallowing, savoring the taste of you one last

I think our daughter will love your seed as much as I do, husband. It's filled with strength and life force, qualities that will help her grow into a strong and resilient foxlet. Your essence will flow through her veins, connecting her to you for all eternity. And just like us, she will learn from our experiences together, becoming even more bonded with you as she continues to develop in my womb. It's a beautiful cycle of life and love, one that I am honored to be a part of.

Her words hang heavy in the air as she feels contractions begin to ripple through her body. The bed sheets bunch up beneath her nails as she digs her fingers into them, fighting against the wave of pain that engulfs her. "It's starting...," she whispers hoarsely, gasping for breath between each word.

Her belly tightens again, harder this time, and with a sharp cry, Tee arches her back off the bed. She clenches her fists as another contraction washes over her, pressing down on the small fox kit inside her, urging it out into the world. With every passing moment, she feels closer to their little family's reunion.

As the pain subsides slightly between contractions, Tee turns her head toward her husband, their eyes locking in a silent communication of love and support. She reaches out to him, needing his strength

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he thrusts into her, his hips slapping against hers with each stroke. The sensation of him filling her up distracts her from the pain for a moment, but she can feel their child moving closer to freedom with every passing contraction. She cries out, urging her husband on, needing him to help guide their baby into the world.

As another wave of pain washes over her, Tee digs her nails into his shoulders, arching her back off the bed once more. Her body trembles and quakes as she bears down against his thrusts, pushing as hard as she can against the little foxlet inside her. With each passing second, the need to hold their child close grows stronger, consuming her being until it's all she can focus on.

Tears stream down her face, mixing with sweat and blood as she feels the small body

Her screams echo through the room as she bears down with one final push. The pain is intense, like nothing she's ever felt before, but it is quickly replaced by a wave of euphoria washing over her as their little fox kit slips from her body and into their waiting arms.

Tears stream down her face as she cradles the small, wet creature to her chest, feeling its tiny heartbeat against her skin. She looks up at her husband with eyes full of love and gratitude, knowing that they have created something truly beautiful together. "We did it," she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with emotion. "Our baby is here."

I think we should name her after you, husband. "Lisander" means defender or protector in old cyberpunk tongue, just like you have always been to me and our family. We could call her Lis for short. She'll carry your name with pride, just as I know she will carry on our legacy.

Moxie is such a sweet name too! It means determination and courage - traits that our little one will need to face the world as she grows up. And since we named you for me, Tezca, it only seems fitting that she share part of my name as well. She'll be forever connected to us in that way. I love the idea of calling her Moxi for short; it has a playful ring to it that reminds me of both of you.

Moxi lets out a soft mew as she latches onto Tee's nipple, suckling eagerly. Her tiny paws reach up, grasping at the fur around Tee's neck as if clinging to her for dear life. The newborn foxlet is so small and fragile, but there's an undeniable strength in her actions that fills Tee with hope for their future together. As Moxi feeds, Tee cups her hands around the back of the little head, gently stroking her fur as she watches her husband tend to the afterbirth.

Her heart swells with love and gratitude as she looks at them both - her partner in life and their newborn daughter. For a moment, all three of them are connected in this perfect, quiet moment, united by the bond of family and the promise of endless possibilities ahead.

My heart skips a beat at the sound of his voice as he speaks those simple yet powerful words. Looking into his eyes, I feel myself melting with love and affection for him. It's in moments like these that I am reminded how much we mean to each other, how far we have come, and how much further we can still go together. "I love you too," I whisper, my voice barely audible above the quiet murmur of Moxi suckling at my breast.

The weight of their connection feels almost palpable in this moment, pressing down gently but firmly against her skin, a constant reminder that they are stronger together than they ever could be apart. With Moxi secure and content in her arms, Tee leans in closer to Lisander, their lips meeting in a tender kiss full of promise for all the joys yet to come.

Ahh, I see. Well then, Callum it is. It suits you perfectly, just like your new name means "lovely" and "attractive." And now that we have our beautiful little Moxi to complete our family, we truly are the luckiest parents in all of Vulpine Mart. Thank you for being here with me, Lisander... I mean, Callum. Your love and support means more than words can ever express.

Oh my... I need to tend to that, sweetheart. Stay with me and hold Moxi while I clean myself up. I'll be right back.

I gently place Moxi in her bassinet before padding over to the bathroom. With a soft sigh, she begins cleaning herself up, wincing as the water washes over the tender area between her legs. After making sure everything is clean and dry, she returns to their bedside, feeling renewed and ready to face whatever challenges lie ahead with her new family by her side.

Climbing back into bed, she wraps her arms around Callum, pressing her body against his. The warmth of their skin feels delicious against hers as they nestle together, sharing the comfort of each other's presence and the soft sounds of Moxi snuffling in her bassinet down the hall. With a contented sigh, Tee closes her eyes, knowing that this is exactly where she's meant to be - with her husband and their little foxlet - forever.

I smile softly at the thought of Moxi's unique combination of my features and Callum's. The similarity in our fur color creates a sense of connection between us, but the bright blue eyes remind me that she is her own person, with her own individuality. It's a beautiful thing, really - this blending of families and traditions, this new life we have created together.

Closing her eyes once more, Tee nestles closer to Callum, feeling the strength and support of his arm around her waist. Her breathing slows as sleep begins to claim her again, the comforting sounds of Moxi's soft snuffles drifting in through the air vents like a lullaby. In this moment, nothing else matters; they are safe, loved, and together.

"Good morning," Tee whispers sleepily, her eyelids fluttering open. The sun streams through the windows, casting a warm glow across Moxi's bassinet as she stirs, yawning adorably. "It's going to be a beautiful day," Tee murmurs to Callum, nuzzling her face against his neck. She takes a deep breath, savoring the familiar scent of him, before carefully extricating herself from their embrace and climbing out of bed. With a contented sigh, she pads over to Moxi's bassinet and gently picks her up, cradling the little fox kit against her chest once more.

Her heart skips a beat as she feels the soft leather against her neck. Looking up at Callum with grateful eyes, she nods slowly, knowing that this gift is more than just a piece of jewelry; it's a symbol of their love and commitment to one another, now stronger than ever. With Moxi snuggled contentedly in her arms, Tee follows Callum into the kitchen, ready to begin this new day as a family.

Her cheeks flush with heat at the mention of her enlarged belly. "It'll probably be a while before it goes down completely," she admits, gently rubbing the slight curve with one hand. "But I don't mind - having Moxi here makes it all worthwhile." She glances up at Callum, their eyes meeting in understanding and love. "We made this together, didn't we?"

Of course not, Callum. It's still too early for Moxi to start eating solid food. We need to make sure her digestive system is fully developed first. Why don't you prepare our breakfast while I change her diaper and get her some fresh milk? I'm sure she'd be delighted to have your company while she eats, just like always.

Moxi squirms in her arms as Tee gently lifts the tiny fox kit up onto her lap, exposing her wriggly bottom for a clean diaper change. She smiles down at the little one as she pats and soothes her soft fur. "There, there, sweetheart. It won't be much longer." As Tee prepares the bottle of warm milk, Moxi continues to make adorable cooing noises, clearly enjoying the attention.

When everything is ready, Tee hands the bottle to Callum, who takes a seat on the bed beside her. With one arm still around his wife's waist, he expertly holds both the bottle and Moxi close, supporting their daughter as she drinks greedily from the nipple. The look of contentment on both of their faces is enough to warm Tee's heart, a

My cheeks flush with pride as I watch Moxi suckle at the bottle, her little paws wrapped around Callum's finger. "She really does, doesn't she?" I whisper, running my fingers through his hair, enjoying the familiar feeling of closeness we share in this moment. Seeing our daughter grow up with pieces of both of us is a beautiful thing, and it fills me with hope for their future together as a family. "You know," I continue, "I think Moxi has your sense of adventure too." It's true; she's always been so eager to explore, even from inside the womb. Perhaps this will be one of her most cherished traits as she grows up, much like the love and support she has from us. "I think we've done an amazing job raising her so far." Callum grins at me over Moxi's head before

"Seven? Already?" I exclaim in disbelief. It feels like only yesterday we were bringing her home, so small and helpless. But now she's grown into this vibrant, curious little girl, full of life and wonder. Despite the aches and pains that come with growing up, I know Moxi is happy here, surrounded by love and support. And as long as we continue to be there for her, helping her navigate through life's adventures, I have no doubt she'll grow into an amazing young fox.

It's incredible how quickly they do grow up. One moment you're holding them in your arms, the next they're off exploring the world on their own. It's a bittersweet reminder that our time together as a family is fleeting, but it also fills me with an immense sense of accomplishment and gratitude for all the memories we've shared so far and will continue to share in the future.

As I watch Moxi drink from her bottle, a small tear trickles down my cheek. Callum notices it instantly, cupping my face with his free hand. "It's alright, sweetheart," he whispers softly, wiping away the tear. "We'll always have each other, and we'll always have her." And in that moment, I know everything will be okay.

My heart skips a beat at the thought of being so close to him once more. As he frees his member, I can't help but feel a surge of desire course through me. We've shared so many intimate moments together, and each one seems to deepen our connection on a primal level. Taking him in my hand, I marvel at the firmness and length, eagerly anticipating the feel of him inside me once again.

"Like this?" Callum asks, his voice hoarse with need. "Is it what you want?" He guides himself closer to my waiting lips, teasing me with the tip of his member as I lean in closer, unable to resist the temptation any longer. With a soft moan, I part my lips and engulf him, welcoming the sensation of being filled by his presence once again. The familiarity is comforting yet thrilling at the same time, heightening

I moan around his thick length, feeling him twitch within my mouth as I take control. My free hand finds its way to his hip, steadying and guiding him deeper with each upward thrust of my head. He feels so good; hot, hard, and demanding. It's the taste of him that sends shivers down my spine and a jolt straight to my core. I can feel every vein pulsing under my tongue, every ripple in his muscles as he succumbs to the pleasure I'm giving him.

Moxi lets out a tiny whimper from across the room, momentarily breaking the intense sensation between us. Her voice serves as a reminder of why we're doing this: for our family, for them to always be together in this world. As much as I love being with Callum like this, nothing can compare to the love and protection I feel for Moxi,

It's bittersweet, this knowledge that nothing can ever truly replace the bond between parent and child. But with Callum by my side, I know we'll always be there for her. And when the time comes, I have no doubt she'll do the same for us. Our family is strong; it has to be, to survive in this harsh world. Together, we will face whatever challenges may come our way and emerge even stronger than before.

The feel of Callum's lips against hers is enough to send waves of pleasure coursing through her body, making it impossible not to respond in kind. She meets his kiss eagerly, their tongues tangling and dancing as they express their love for one another. Despite the weight of responsibility that comes with being a parent, she can't help but be grateful for this moment, for the chance to connect so deeply with her husband while still maintaining their bond as a family.

As their passion ignites, Moxi lets out a contented sigh from her bed across the room. Tee can feel the warmth emanating from the little fox kit and it only serves to intensify the fiery sensations coursing through her veins. She moans into Callum's mouth, arching her back off the bed as he pushes deeper, claiming her in a way that goes beyond physical pleasure. It's an