She had been growing more and more in size over the last few weeks. Ragnarok wasn’t sure how much is little light could possibly grow she already looked fit to burst and it was when he thought she couldn’t get any bigger he felt the next day it was just a little harder to fold his form around her own. He didn’t mind in the slightest, it brought amazing warmth and comfort to be curled around his expectant mate even if she did kick and flail and roll most the night. Sleepless nights were not a weird thing for him. Often he would just stay up all night anyway helping her turn over in her sleep or whatever it was and just guarded her from anything. He got some sleep now and then and still it was much more than he was used to before their souls had found one another, pure and unfeigned love and care. This was one of those moments now where he was out like a rock and she somehow managed to slip her way out of the den and away from him, allowing him to rest peacefully for a few minutes before noticing her absence via the lack of warm tucked close to his stomach.

He woke up, looking up only to catch Church in a rather peculiar way. Flailing about on her back obviously trying to get an itch though it was very much humorous fashion with her round belly in the air. He stood up head lowered to make sure his head could clear the ceiling before walking up and giving her exposed belly a few pokes to tickle the overly round form. Again he was shocked by her roundness, he would never dare think she was fat more…. Glowing as she was his light after all she was the epitome of a beautiful pregnant woman. He wondered how many pups she was having. Never had he heard more than four, and something told him with the size of her that she would be having that many or more. It was probably good she wasn’t smaller than she was, Ragnarok worried a bit for her because of his huge size that maybe some of the pups would take after him and potentially harm his little light. He wasn’t sure if he could live with it if she was harmed during the birth.

For now though he was happy rubbing his face over her stomach and poking at her playfully. He would maybe help her with that itch she had too if she would roll over. He was a loving guy after all and she was right, how was he to sleep without her at his side? Now that was a crime all alone.