Contains: Pets and snuggles, hypnosis/mindfuckery, cunning-linguistics, pleasant (mind-affecting?) musk, ambiguously massive dick, cervical penetration (and technically virginity but eh), sexual pain, biting, scratching, hip-smashing, general extreme roughness, lactation, breeding, excessive cum, mild cum inflation. 

Also cuteness.


[2017-10-20 12:17] *Astolfo the Rider sliiiiiiiiiiiiides in.
[2017-10-20 12:17] Astolfo the Rider: I'm here to lewd cuties and chew bubble gum, and I'm all outta gum. >:o


[2017-10-20 12:23] *Sir Ulean also drapes herself on the Astolfo-lap.

[2017-10-20 12:25] Astolfo the Rider: ahem
[2017-10-20 12:25] *Astolfo the Rider  has a Sir Ulean on his lap. 

[2017-10-20 12:26] *Sir Ulean  snuggles in and purrs, getting all warm in a cuteboi lap. 

[2017-10-20 12:26] *Astolfo the Rider  smiles, reaching up and tweaking the girl's ears as she snuggles into that soft, warm lap. Scritch scritch scritch.~

[2017-10-20 12:27] *Sir Ulean  purrs and happily lounges about. This boy is cute and sweet and she's gonna stay here FOREVER. 

[2017-10-20 12:29] *Astolfo the Rider  scritches more and more, leaning in and whispering into the catknight's ear. [sub]"You're a good little kitty knight, aren't you? Such a good knight, so strong and fierce and beautiful~"[/sub]

[2017-10-20 12:30] *Sir Ulean  sways her tail, flicks her ears, and rolls about until her adorably [b]iron-ridged[/b] tummy is exposed! [sub]She is a good kitty! She serves everyone and is super nice and doesn't even question her orders[/sub]!

[2017-10-20 12:33] *Astolfo the Rider  smiles, leaning in and planting a kiss on the good strong kitty. First her forehead, then trailing down as she rolls and wiggles, until he's worshiping those powerful muscles with smooch after smooch. "[sub]What a strong, lovely, [b]sexy[/b] little tigress.~[/sub]" He's almost purring himself now, nuzzling wantonly into those firm toned abs.

[2017-10-20 12:34] *Sir Ulean  seems to have not even the slightest ounce of shame, her throat beginning to clench, just the slightest visible bit, before finally the vibrations grow stronger. [sub]She's purring extra loud now[/sub], and with each kiss planted her guard drops more and more, until finally Astolfo finds himself square upon her lovely tummy, the cute little knight being quite the busybody, it seems! [sub]At least when she's not busy being violated, she keeps up on her training[/sub]!


[2017-10-20 12:40] *Astolfo the Rider  giggles softly, slipping his lips back upwards along her body.  [sub]"You're beautiful, so beautiful... Such a wonderful body, so strong..."[/sub] He repeats his honeyed words as he slips up to her chin, nuzzling lightly against her cheek. His smile grows dangerous. Perhaps not predatory, more... anticipating something exhilarating, as he whispers into Ulean's ear. [sub]"Hey, I hear it's mating season. Is that true?"[/sub]


[2017-10-20 12:42] *Sir Ulean  feels a sudden surge of warmth flowing through her body, slow-moving, yet strangely present. [sub]She pays it no mind, however, and instead merely focuses on the cute boy giving her plenty of attention[/sub]! "Hnnhh...Mating season, Yes-yes~", the addled little Knyaight repeats, not even realizing what words hang upon her lips. It doesn't matter to her. She's strong, beautiful...safe....[sub]why would she ever worry about anything?[/sub] Especially with a boy as cute as Astolfo tending to her every whim~!


[2017-10-20 12:51] *Astolfo the Rider  smiles just a bit brighter, feeling the Knyaight's warmth. [sub]"Right, right. You know what good kitties do during mating season, right? They find nice mates and make lots of wonderful babies, don't they? That's what you want, even more than pets and scritches, isn't it? Isn't it? So much that if you see a cock, you might jump on it right then and there... ah, but it wouldn't do, no no, it wouldn't do to mate with just anyone, now, would it? Good thing there aren't any huge, potent, mouthwatering cocks full of wonderful seed around... or are there?~ But you're a good strong kitty, I think you can restrain yourself~"[/sub] He keeps on whispering, a blush growing on his face as his erection comes to life, a massive bulge hidden beneath his skirt, potent musk contained within those cute panties. [sub]It's a little uncomfortable, but he keeps himself clothed, not wanting to make the cat jump him before she's ready. Before he's proved himself worthy. For now, he hides it from Ulean's sight with an arm, while his other hand scritches soothingly behind her ears.[/sub]


[2017-10-20 12:58] *Sir Ulean  can't help but wriggle just a little bit in Astolfo's lap, and as those words fall upon her ears...that heat begins to spread. It's not a sudden thing, no, it's far more gradual, gnawing upon near every inch of her flesh like a wave of locusts that slowly expands outwards from her core. She's starting to fall for it, the honeyed words, the sweet promises. [sub]The idle daydreams that they inspire[/sub]. "Haahn...I'm..I'm a good strong kitty...even..even if...a...a big cock...cock..." She trails off, and as she does so that blush reaches fullness, her ears grow stiff, and that warmth finishes its spread. Within mere moments the poor Knyaight's vulnerable body is completely corrupted, lust subconsciously instilled, and quite effectively at that. [sub]She's in heat. And she knows it. Her cunt is starting to leak. And she knows it.[/sub] Her nostrils are flaring...and now a new temptation is flooding her mind. It starts as something faint, something distant, a little special whiff of scent that only inflames that Suikeli's lust, but doesn't push it beyond reprieve. "...Haaahn...I..I need to mate...I need to~". Her own clothes are starting to grow uncomfortable, sweat leaking from every pore and forcing that lovely blouse to cling to her chest. Her panties aren't doing much better, and neither is the skirt she so casually wears. [sub]She needs to strip. She...she needs to rid herself of these bindings. It's warm...It's uncomfortable. She needs to get out[/sub]!


[2017-10-20 13:03] *Astolfo the Rider  smiles, lifting his arms and gently gripping her blouse. [sub]"You're really in heat, huh? You really need a mate, a cock? I can tell you do. Don't worry, kitty. I'll be your mate. But first, let me take care of you. I know you're so horribly aroused, you're burning up on the inside, but be a good kitty and relax while I take care of you~"[/sub] Slowly, he lifts up that blouse, pulling it over her head and tossing it away, revealing her sweat-soaked body beneath. Sweat that he dutifully begins to lick up, his hands still roaming across her body to scritch and soothe, to admire her wonderful form...


[2017-10-20 13:08] *Sir Ulean  can't stop her purring, her sweating, nor even that heavy trail of lubrication that is so hastily slicking her thighs! [sub]She's really getting sent over the edge[/sub], and each additional word layered on top only ensures the Knyaight sinks just a little bit lower! "Haah..yes...Mate..you will...be my mate...yes..." She trails off once more, her speech broken, her mind addled, as musk and massages take over any semblance of sanity U'Lean once had. [sub]And all that's left in its stead is Astolfo.[/sub] His words. Her need to breed. [sub]He is going to be her mate. She's going to be nice. Be patient. She'll wait for permission. She needs permission.[/sub] Her body twitches, tail thwapping gently against Astolfo's legs, as her muscles tighten up. [sub]Does she need his permission?[/sub]


[2017-10-20 13:23] *Astolfo the Rider  smiles.[sub] "I'll be a cute, strong mate who will take good care of you, okay? Don't worry, relax. I'll take care of your lust very soon... you're a good strong patient kitty, so you're not going to mate with me until we're good and ready, right? Isn't that right, my mate?" [/sub] True to his words, he's slipping down now, his hands reaching at her skirt and quickly sliding it off. Her panties, on the other hand, he moves down more slowly, whispering as it exposes her drenched slit inch by inch. [sub]"Just purr and relax, just purr and relax... I know, I know, you feel like you can't take it anymore. You feel like you need to rape me into the ground. But... you won't do that, will you?"[/sub] Her panties are down to her thighs, giving him full access to her sex, and with a soft sigh of delight, the potent cute knight begins to lick and kiss Ulean's needy pussy, punctuating his worship with sentences.  [sub]"No matter how much your body screams for seed..." Lick. "You know you can relax...." Smooch. "You can wait forever.." Suckle. "Because you know you have..." Lick. "All the time in the world...." Smooch. "Because I'm your mate..." Suckle. "And I'm going to take care of you..." Lick. "And every second you wait..."  Smooch. "Only makes it better in the end..." Suckle.  "Isn't that right?"  Lick.  "Aren't you..." Smooch.  "A good, strong, smart kitty?" Suckle.  "A kitty who's better than her instincts?"  Lick. "The best kitty in the whole world?"  LONG, passionate smooch. [/sub]


[2017-10-20 13:30] *Sir Ulean  is shuddering the whole time, her sweat being slowly lapped up as soon as it is generated. She's in heat, her mind is a blur, her expression is completely slack and her tongue is nearly hanging past her lips. Her chest is heaving, her heart is pounding, and that throat hasn't CEASED its vibrations, that poor canal likely going to be incredibly raw by the end of the day. [sub]But she can't stop[/sub]. She doesn't have permission to stop. She's being told to hang on. To maintain. To listen to her new master. [sub]But these commands just keep making her feel worse and worse[/sub]! It's the first time the poor kitty has felt like this, so horribly repressed and needy and receiving absolutely nyathing for her it! Her panties are being drawn down her thighs, [sub]and oh gods she is absolutely soaking[/sub], those lovely undies completely being soaked through, with heavy webs of lubricant webbing between cloth, cunt, and thighs! [sub]And then that first smooch hits[/sub], and just like that, she returns to reality. And then the next one comes, and the next, with each smooch granted only delivering increasingly venomous words. Enticing words. Words meant to bait the kitty into acting in a way she knows she shouldn't. [sub]But she can't resist any longer[/sub]. The very second that extra long smooch is planted, the second her puffy pussy is granted a bit of extended tenderness....U'Lean snaps. She can't hold on any longer, she can't wait, and the moment Astolfo tries to pull away, the kittens hands shoot downwards and grip the poor boy by his hair, pushing him right back down to that fertile little valley and forcing his lips upon it once more. "I-I'm ssssoooorry!"


[2017-10-20 13:50] *Astolfo the Rider  gasps and grunts as he's shoved back against her slit. He teased her too much! Not that he  minds eating out that delicious, sopping wet pussy, lathering it with even more saliva as he obediently suckles away, but there's teasing and then there's breaking. This is a bit farther on the breaking side than he wanted. So even as his tongue slides into her slit, explores its insides, his hands reach to his hips, flip up his skirt, and tug down his panties.

The cock that slips out is absolutely massive. Bordering on absurd, but just small enough to be magnificent rather than grotesque, and it's not like Ulean can't take vastly oversized dicks, right? But even so, it's still impressive. Thick veins run from the fat cocktip all the way down to the base. A drop of steaming-hot, ultra-virile pre rests atop the tip as it throbs into the air, dark and reddened and needy. Beneath, heavy balls churn with seed... and the scent. Oh gods, the [b]scent[/b]. It had been present, barely, before, but now it hits the kitty like a physical force. Her already addled mind is completely engulfed in lewd thoughts, to the point that they feel real, phantom flashes of pleasure shooting through her system as impossible pheromone-induced desire wreaks havoc on her mind.

Yet despite all that, she finds her mind cleared, if only briefly, when she catches the eyes of her mate, who had used the distraction and deceptively powerful hands on her waist to push his head back and look up into her. Astolfo is smiling apologetically, and she can see the sweetness in those vivid eyes. She can almost feel his emotion too, maybe because he's connected to animals, maybe because he's her mate. For a moment,  she's safe, relaxed, content, long enough for him to speak to his mate, softly but firmly.

"No, [b]I'm[/b] sorry. I belong to you, too, so take what you need, okay?"


[2017-10-20 13:59] *Sir Ulean  is feral at this point, her mind a blank, her words stolen from her. She can't speak, she can't resist, she can't even think about anything anymore! [sub]She needs to mate she needs to mate she needs to MATE[/sub]! Every lick given to that well-used pussy, [sub]though still ridiculously tight and almost...virgin...in nature[/sub], only seems to amplify poor U'Lean's burden. Only seems to intensify her lust. She grits her teeth, her body moving slowly, hips swaying, legs pumping, all to force Astolfo's head further against her slit, and get herself into a more apt position for control...

...And then it hits her, as her body rises, as she presses Astolfo's head between those lovely plump thighs, as she rides against his face...that wave of virile stench floods her nostrils. It's overpowering, exotic, intense, and all of it hits poor U'Lean all at once. Her tempo is broken, her mind distracted...and for the briefest of moments, Astolfo had a light reprieve from her advances. Never before has U'Lean felt like this, never before has this side of her been drawn out. Those usually mellow eyes of hers are alight with a certain type of fire, those slit pupils dilated with sheer ferocity, her intensity only amplifying with each flare of her nostrils.

Whatever influences Astolfo had pushed onto the girl, whatever whims he had attempted to instill...they were all gone now. And much to Astolfo's lament, when he tried to shift the tempo once more, when he tried to offer himself and give clarity to the bestial lover he had chosen...[sub]he found his cock quickly submerged in something warm...tight...and wet[/sub]. U'Lean slams herself downwards, forcing her lovely jiggling rump to greet Astolfo's thighs, piercing layer after layer of thin membranes, until the Suikeli has taken the black rider down to his very hilt. It was over in an instant, and U'Lean doesn't quite care to hear out the rest of Astolfo's words as she forces her lips against his own and steals back her own taste from the greedy little boy, all whilst his near gargantuan prick remains wedged inside of her. Throbbing. Pulsing. U'Lean can't stop, not now. Even as trails of red begin to slip from between her thighs to those pulsing cum-repositories beneath Astolfo's lovely breeding shaft...[sub]U'Lean can only think of one thing[/sub]. She needs to mate. She needs to secure her lineage. 

And with this in mind, she slowly rises, removing her lips from Astolfo's own, and instead forcing the boy's head into her bosom as she uses her strength to climb back up the length of his cock...[sub]only to release mere seconds after, falling back down every inch with a thunderous[/sub] *[b]CLAP[/b]* [sub]filling the entire room![/sub] This is her mate, her responsibility. This is something she needs to do. And no one is going to stand in the way of that!


[2017-10-20 14:17] *Astolfo the Rider  senses the ferocity, the fire, realizes his words are futile... but it's too late. He's cut off mid-sentence, moaning loudly as she crashes onto his lap, takes that gargantuan prick deeper than it has any right to- stretching out her very [b]womb[/b] with her ferocity. There's no time to try to clarify, to soothe. He's in no state to do so anymore. Excess precum pulses inside her as his toes clench and his body shakes with pleasure. Blood runs down those swollen, sweaty, churning orbs, but he doesn't even notice. He's already swept up in a kiss, groaning into her lips, forcing her tongue forward and writhing against her own, tasting and sharing his taste. Giving almost as good as he gets... because he's been consumed by need, too. Turned into something more like an animal. He [b]needs[/b] to breed her.

Astolfo does his best. His lips break off from her own, and as she shoves him against her bosom, climbing back up, he lifts his hands and grabs her breasts. Her round, heavy, motherly orbs. Orbs he needs to make sure are prepared for nursing her children... or maybe he just wants to play with them. Whatever the case, his hands grope and squeeze those fat tits as she climbs back up, starting from the outside and working their way in until his fingers are pressing and flicking at the thick, stiff nipples capping each one.

And then she [b]slams[/b] back down, bottoming herself out again! The boy cries out in pleasure, masking the CRACK of something in his hips breaking under the impact of her wonderfully heavy ass.  It hurts, but he doesn't care, his hands grabbing at those plump hips and squeezing hungrily, sliding back towards her rear, trying to tease at her pucker as well as the heavy cheeks, even as his lips find her teat, find a nipple and latch on tight, begin to suckle and nibble. As he does everything to try and make her cum, while racing towards his own climax.



[2017-10-20 14:27] *Sir Ulean  isn't going to relent, even as she feels Astolfo tremble beneath her, even as she feels his presence shrink. [sub]It doesn't matter. Feelings don't matter.[/sub] Whatever is broken can be reforged and cast anew, and all that matters now is this absolutely feral Knyaight getting her fix. Getting what her very base instincts desire. She's bleeding, in pain, her womb has been violated, and she doesn't care. No, all she can do is grab Astolfo's shoulders with all of her might, those sharp nails digging into his flesh just a half an inch, and using the smaller boys body as a brace. Once more does she rise, once more do those absolutely massive mountains of soft pillow-like flesh force their way into Astolfo's face. [sub]And then once more does that thunderous *[b]CLAP[/b]* fill the air, as she slams herself back into Astolfo's lap and bruises the very back of her womb without a care in the world[/sub].

Her breasts are heavy, swollen, and horribly distended with their contents. Her nipples are darkened, long since past the point of being cherry red, and even without the stimulation of fingers those lovely nubs are leaking no small amount of fluids. It's quite the messy act, as with each pounding *[b]CLAP[/b]*, mixtures of sweat, milk, and sexual congregation fill the air and splash upon both Astolfo and U'lean's bodies. [sub]But neither one of the parties involved are in their right minds anymore. Neither one of them cares, as they begin to rut like frenzied animals without a second thought to messes made[/sub].

But this isn't enough to satisfy her, isn't enough to satisfy her needs. Even as pre-cum begins to spew about within her insides, even as those freshly prepared eggs are so quickly fertilized with fledgling swimmers...[b]U'Lean needs more[/b]. And only Astolfo can provide it. So again she rises, again her pussy begins to squeeze upon that cock, refusing to let it go as the rest of U'Lean's body pulls away. [sub]And then *[b]CLAP[/b]*.[/sub] She's relentless, filled with fury, and she doesn't even pay it any mind when Astolfo's hands start to drift, when his fingers begin to peel apart the plentiful folds of lovely Feline ass, and reveal that adorably twitching donut. 


[2017-10-20 14:39] *Astolfo the Rider  settles into a feral, bestial rhythm. Her ass and hips crash into him again, bruising his hips, breaking bones, making him bleed, making him scream out in pleasure as her incredibly tight pussy slams against his shaft. He barely notices the pain, the scrapes from her nails digging in. He just kneads and plays with her ass while his mouth worships those swollen, distorted breasts, suckling on the lewdly leaking tits, drinking down her milk even before he's made her a mother. Then she pulls upward, making him groan against her teat as her inner walls scrape along his cock... and then she goes down again. And again. And again.

He's long since lost his mind. Still, he hasn't lost his love, his affection. As she brutally rides him, as his cock rapidly approaches climax, he starts biting down around her nipple, rough enough that it'd damage anyone else's milk production. Not hers. Somehow, he knows he can be as rough as he wants, and so he devours her breasts without restraint, muffled screams of pleasure making him bite down. His cock is throbbing, faster and faster. Amidst this messy, brutal lovemaking, he can't hold on much longer. His fingers slip into her twitching, puckered back door, one after the other, favoring speed and force over comfort. Once again, he meets her eyes, looks up at the mate who he's already impregnated. Wordlessly begs her to cum for him, promising a womb completely filled with his absurd virility in return. He's so close now...


[2017-10-20 14:50] *Sir Ulean  is panting like a bitch in heat, as fitting as it may have been. Her fierce blue eyes are slowly beginning to haze over, spittle that previously webbed between each sharp tooth is splattering out onto poor Astolfo's fluffy pink head. Those sharp nails only continue to rake his delicate skin, as the quite violent little beast-bitch continues to slam herself against Astolfo. She has no care for his well-being, no care for his endurance or the sounds of cracking bones beneath her. She can't think about it, she can't even think about HIM. It could be anyone beneath her, any man boy or unusual girl, so long as they had a fat and virile prick with which to knock her up. [sub]Unfortunately for the pink-haired cutie...It was Astolfo[/sub], and with each slam of U'Lean's hips, a bestial hiss fills the air, all whilst that lovely soaked cunt continues to contract and those muscles quickly tighten.

She's close, and she knows it, and within a few more thrusts her body is starting to shiver and tremble. [sub]But she can't give up, not yet[/sub]. Even as Astolfo sucks upon her lovely breasts, even as the strength of that poor boyo below begins to fade into nothingness. [sub]She needs it. That potent fire of life. Astolfo's bubbling boiling baby-batter, destined to paint every inch of U'Lean's insides and much of her outsides white[/sub]. And so she starts to switch things up, as her body drives so close to climax, her hips slowly begin to gyrate. She swings in a different direction with each clap, rising up and to the left slightly, then slapping down. The next one she rises to the right, and then she repeated. Each slap is louder than the less, with more time between them to allow the copious lubricants between them to splatter and soften the impending blows.

[b]Left. Down. Up. Right. Down. Left. Up. Right. Down...Up[/b]...

And then suddenly U'Lean freezes, her trembling intensifies, tears begin to leak out of her eyes. Those claws dig even deeper into poor Astolfo's shoulders, and in a cry filled with pure primal lust, pure bestial rage, she slams herself down, one final time. The flow of her milk intensifies, drool leaks out of the corners of her lips. Her pussy clamps down like a vise, as poor Astolfo's cock is sealed within the deepest parts of U'Lean's womb. Its length is massaged, choked, and strangled, the convulsions within only causing increasing amounts of painful pressure for the breeding boyo, seeming to refuse a cessation until the boy has finally loosed all of his load!


[2017-10-20 15:06] *Astolfo the Rider  can't take it anymore. Her gyrations drive him wild. Bring him tantalisingly close. His hair is matted down with sweat and spit, his body messy and tired, bloody and broken. And then... and then she finally cums, twitching and shuddering and [b]milking[/b] him around her painfully tight pussy. That, and the look in her eyes, is too much. 

His hands fall limp, his head falls away from her breast in order to breathe... no, to [b]scream.[/b] A scream of pleasure to match U'Lean's own. His whole body convulses, except for his massively swollen balls, which clench tight, begin to pump their load up his ramrod-straight cock. It comes thick and fast, a load that bubbles and froths and scalds against the cat's insides as it [b]explodes[/b] into her slit. Into her womb. Thick, sticky semen- though it's about as close to pure sperm as physically possible-, boiling up from his teased, bloated sac, pumping shot after shot after heavy, powerful shot inside her... 

It fills her up, fertilises every egg that could possibly be fertilised, paints everything short of her vise-tight pussylips white. And yet he's not even done. His virility, his productivity, it can't be natural. It's too much. Either she's going to bloat up like a balloon, or something is going to break- whether its the seal around his shaft or something else. Whatever it is, it's not him- he's already broken in body and mind, after all.


[2017-10-20 15:16] *Sir Ulean  is trembling, her eyes heavy, her breathing ragged, and her hair completely matted in random directions thanks to copious amounts of sweat and plenty of movement. She's stuck there, impaled...and then it comes. Slowly at first, though plenty enough for that slut of a cat to enjoy, as the first heavy bubble of semen forces her tightness to dissolve just a little bit so it can reach the tip of Astolfo's cock...and then it merely sprays from there. Massive rope after rope is sent deep into U'Lean, thick and sticky spunk clinging to near every inch of her innards, scorching her skin, bubbling against it, and infecting her every pore with that taint.

...And it keeps coming. Another load, and then another, and yet one more still. For a creature as broken as Astolfo, the boy sure is capable of delivering one hell of a payload! [sub]It makes U'Lean's teeth grit, makes her belly swell, and pain slowly begins to fill her eyes[/sub]. It hurts, and she's trembling again because of it. She can feel it burning, and it's bringing her mind back from that heavy afterglow she had been so peacefully enjoying. [sub]She needs to move. She needs to do...something, anything really[/sub]! Her hands feel weak, her arms heavy, but even still, those thighs begin to pump her hands gripping onto Astolfo's shoulders, and pushing down upon them. [sub]He's already broken after all...All that matters is saving the baby now...[/sub]

And so she rises, and not a moment to soon, as that belly of hers distends to painful levels, swelling almost violently and completely distorting her abs, until finally U'Lean peels herself off of the tip of that massive cock, and with this act, all of that excessive build-up comes flooding out. It's something that makes U'Lean howl, makes her eyes clench tightly shut...[sub]But it's soothing, in its own way[/sub]. She's panting after barely a few seconds, and even still, that fountain of boiling baby-batter is spilling out, like a water-fall at this point as Astolfo's own mess falls onto his lap from above...until U'Lean's strength finally gives in.

She barely manages to stand for a full minute before she keels over and falls onto her side, narrowly avoiding Astolfo's half-erect prick in her movement, yet sparing the boy a full lap of boyspunk, and instead depositing all of it upon the couch with the occasional twitch showing off U'Lean's signs of life. Her eyes are hazy, body trembling, muscles all sore and all stores of energy are entirely depleted. [sub]But she's sated[/sub]. She's smiling. And she has a full litter of soon-to-be-adorable pink-haired kittens growing within her belly. It was a good day~



[2017-10-20 15:21] *Astolfo the Rider  seems dead, seems broken... but as she collapses against the couch, the boy begins to twitch. He really is bruised and battered, but he's not actually dead. 

Slowly, carefully, he crawls up to join U'lean on the couch, a hand flopping against her belly, feeling the litter growing, even as he passes out again against her. [sub]Still, there's a smile on his face. He'll be fine eventually, and it was worth it in the end.~[/sub]