Arlokk smiled softly and wrapped his arms around his mate.<span style="color: DarkGreen">"I can rest when I'm dead my love, there's people to save even if they are convicts." </span>He rubbed her belly slowly and smirked.<span style="color: DarkGreen">"I think I'd enjoy that quite a bit, but I'd rather be the one tying you down... maybe when it's time to knock you again we can do it the right way and with you tied to something sturdy. Anyways, you know Crimson, the blood drinking Elf-thing that Elune redeemed? She was having trouble containing a prisoner that didn't want be her next meal so he ended up with about three broken bones, a shattered nose, and that's just a physical damage. With the emotional trauma they may just execute him out of mercy."</span>After giving Whisperia another kiss he slowly laid down on the bed with a grunt of pain.<span style="color: DarkGreen">"I think my age is starting to catch up with me, or he just hit me harder than I thought..."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>