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Everything around Adora was nice and warm. Not to mention that it smelled nice. The heat seemed to have left her system for the most part, which was good because the nest was warm and toasty. Her skin still felt flush and hot though, which probably meant her heat wasn't quite done with her yet. Nothing that couldn't be helped, especially because her mate was here. The word sent a shiver down her spine and she reached out to touch Catra.
Only Catra was nowhere to be found.
Adora sat bolt upright and bonked her forehead right against Catra’s.
“Owuh!” Catra stumbled backward, holding her forehead. “What was that for?”
Adora looked up at Catra, who was looking back at her with such indignation that it was laughable. Her tail was all fluffed up, and her fur was standing on end. It was adorable.
Adora laughed at the sight. Catra, naked and looking all fluffy and ruffled but also sweet and blushy.
“I was just trying to kiss your forehead, you idiot!” Catra rubbed her forehead where a small bump was forming.
“Aw, that’s so sweet of you,” Adora said through giggles.
“Well,” Catra huffed, crossing her arms and whipping her tail to get it to un-fluff. “I can be sweet if I want to.”
Adora got up from the bed and wrapped her arms around Catra’s waist, her hands hovered right over Catra’s ass, and she rested her nose her neck. She kissed the mating bite she had left there the previous night. Memories of the previous night washed through her with a shiver that went right to her center.
“I know you can,” Adora mumbled. She rubbed her cheek against Catra’s mating bite to mix their scents. They were already thoroughly mixed, but it couldn’t hurt to thoroughly mix them a little more.
“If you keep doing that, I think we’re going to miss breakfast,” Catra purred, her hands found their way to Adora's ass and squeezed.
Adora pulled her head back and raised one eyebrow. She pointedly gripped Catra’s ass right back, whispering into her ear.
“Then you’ll have to be quick, won’t you?” She teased.
They did, in fact, miss breakfast. Because of course after they had finished, they needed to shower. And why waste time showering separately? And that led to them almost slipping and falling into the water around the waterfall and getting more handsy…
And now here they were. Catra had her pinned against the sandstone wall, her thighs resting on the alpha’s shoulders, the stone was cold and kind of hurt against her back but the feeling of Catra’s sandpapery tongue running through her folds made up for it and oh- when she sucked just like that…
Adora braced one hand against the wall and tangled the other in Catra’s hair as she came for the millionth time that day. The feeling never got old. It felt like everything was right in the world. The mating bite on her neck throbbed to remind her that for right now, it was in fact perfect.
“Adora?” Catra chuckled. The sound made Adora open her eyes and gaze fondly down at Catra who was purring, her cheek leaning against Adora’s inner thigh. “You’re kind of glowing.”
“Aw,” Adora leaned her head back against the wall and closed her eyes again, petting Catra’s ear appreciatively. “You think I’m so pretty that I’m glowing?” She babbled.
The fog of her initial heat was gone, but that last orgasm had probably wiped her mind of coherent thought for a while. Her skin was still buzzing with the feeling and did kind of feel like she was glowing.
“No, I mean you’re actually glowing, dummy.” Catra laughed again.
“What?” Adora opened her eyes again and brought the hand that she had braced against the wall up to her face to look at it. She was glowing. She knew it happened sometimes when she was She-Ra, but it had never happened when she was just her. The glow slowly faded as she examined her hand. “Huh…” She mumbled.
“I guess I’m just that good,” Catra grinned toothily up at Adora and licked her lips, which still had some of Adora’s slick on them.
“Don’t flatter yourself,” Adora laughed, she pushed on Catra’s forehead with the heel of her palm and slipped her thighs off of the alpha’s shoulders, going to stand on still-shaky legs, she leaned her weight against Catra for support.
“But yes, you are pretty good.” She pressed a tender kiss to the top of Catra’s head.
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Adora lay on top of Catra, their chests pressed together. Catra was absently tracing the scars on Adora's back and purring. Adora had her nose pressed into Catra's neck to breathe in her scent. She sighed contentedly. Her heat had ended a few months ago and had yet to come again, which Bow said was normal because her first heat had been so intense, but that hadn't stopped them from still getting their hands on each other every chance they got.
Catra's knot had them tied together for the time being, and Adora had to admit she liked the feeling of not only being tied together but just being together. It felt like everything since the war ended was so crazy that they always got back to Brightmoon late after a party, if at all. And then Bow became King and there was another ceremony for it which meant more parties and while she and Catra were together at the parties and it was nice, this was a different kind of together. Particularly because Catra was inside her, which was amazing and so nice.
"Hey," Adora mumbled. She lifted her head and looked Catra in the eyes. Her breath hitched a little bit. Catra was so beautiful. Adora caught herself looking over all the freckles dotting her nose, and her cute lips. Cute kissable lips.
"Are you going to say anything?" Catra snarked with a smile.
"I love you." Adora smiled back and pressed their foreheads together and kissed her.
It was still early in the morning. Adora insisted on waking up early still, even though they didn't have any meetings to go to. That and Adora felt kind of like she was going to throw up every morning. So that kind of woke her up too. But it turned out to be a good thing because she and Catra had gotten to be together before the day got officially underway.
She had yet to actually throw up so it wasn't that big of a deal.
Except now she felt very much like she was going to throw up.
Adora got up quickly and ran to the bathroom, fell to her knees heaving into the toilet. Dimly she felt Catra stand behind her and tuck her hair out of the way and rub soothing circles on Adora's back.
"Guh…" She finished heaving and fell over to the side against the wall.
"Are you okay?" Catra asked after Adora caught her breath.
Adora nodded weakly and coughed, bile rising in her throat.
"Yeah, I've just felt a little nauseous lately, I'm fine." Adora waved her hand dismissively and leaned her head back against the wall.
"Why didn't you say anything?" Catra ran her hand across Adora's face.
"I didn't think it was a big deal…" Adora mumbled.
Catra narrowed her eyes and dragged Adora into standing by her hand. Adora swayed and caught herself on Catra’s shoulder with the hand that Catra wasn’t holding.
“Catra, what?” She mumbled. Another wave of nausea washed through her body and she lurched forward, pressing against Catra’s bare chest and breathing heavily to calm down. Catra’s worried scent was making her sickness worse.
“I’m taking you to the healers!” Catra commanded, but her voice was shaking. Adora nodded weakly and pumped out calming pheromones to soothe Catra. She was fine, but it probably couldn’t hurt to see the healers.
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Catra paced. She wasn’t really the type of person to pace. But Adora’s stupid habit had rubbed off on her and Melog was just watching her with their big blue eyes. Which was unhelpful.
How long did the healers even need to look at Adora? Surely there wasn’t anything seriously wrong with her. But of course, knowing Adora she could be literally dying and pretend everything was fine.
The whole hallway outside of the healer’s room stunk with her worry and it was no surprise the few guards (who she may or may not have snarled at earlier) had gone and gotten Bow and Glimmer.
“Catra?” Bow asked cautiously as they approached. His scent was placating and his hands were up.
“Why are you outside the healer’s?” Glimmer fretted, pushing past Bow and looking around. “And where’s Adora?” Glimmer gasped. “Adora isn’t sick, is she?”
Catra wrinkled her nose at Glimmer’s worry but her face softened when the other alpha turned to her, her worry painted all over her face.
“Relax,” Catra put a hand on Glimmer’s shoulder and tried to counter the palpable worry in the air with calming pheromones. “Adora’s fine,” she hoped. “She just threw up this morning is all, and she was being stupid about it so I took her to the healers.”
Bow tilted his head in confusion and narrowed his eyes suspiciously. Catra met his gaze with confusion. Surely he trusted her, right? After everything?
Catra pinned her ears back and whipped her tail, opening her mouth to say something when the healer’s door opened and the head healer-an older woman with greying black hair and a warm smile, Catra thought her name was Hazel or something like that-gently led Adora out of the room.
“And drink plenty of fluids, you have a lot to think about now.” The woman gently demanded, waggling a finger.
“Right,” Adora mumbled. She was hugging her midriff and she looked kind of shell-shocked. There were unshed tears lingering in her eyes as well as a small smile playing across her lips. Her eyes darted around in that cute way that they did when she was thinking at a million miles an hour.
Catra rushed forward and put her hands on Adora’s shoulders, examining her closely.
“What’s the matter?” Catra stammered.
Adora lifted her head and met Catra’s eyes, tears spilling down her cheeks as she blinked.
“I’m pregnant.” Adora blurted out.
Bow and Glimmer had to catch Catra as she fell backward in shock.