Dylan was beside himself, he had heard that most women craved sex during pregnancy, but not his little fox. No, she was so bad a points just him talking about it made her sick, he had a few nights in the spare room because she didn’t want to touch him. Only to wake up the next morning with her curled around him, she was lonely. But she did also have a few times when he thought he’d get lucky, she’d but on something sexy, call him into the room, they’d get started, and just as he was about to slip into her, she’d run to the bathroom. Of course he’d go and help her, then she’d just want to cuddle, all freaking night, waking up if he so much as twitched. So suffice to say, he had a lovely case of blue balls that have been there for months.
Then, after the kit was born, and she was beautiful by the way, his little Pearl almost made up for the blue balls. But then mommy had other surprises, but luckily he was already expecting them, like having his daughter ripped from his arms and held by a hissing mommy fox. He was startled at first, but stayed calm, then she would snap back and be overly emotional for up to an hour. Each time he’d say it was ok, he knew she was going to be like this, but she was still hurt. But things were getting better, he still hadn’t broached the subject of sex yet, and the few times he actually DID manage to get off, only really took the edge off. He needed his hot little fox wrapped tightly around his dick, and soon, he was starting to have wet dreams again for heavens sake.
It was early one night, he had managed to get pearl to bed after giving her a nice warm bath and playing soft music for her. He enters his room and just stares at his fox laying across the bed, sleeping in one of her now too small tips and some frilly panties.