smellslikemountains | Prismatica

[Cooking? Konoha nods in affirmative, curling close and forelegs still trembling a bit in excitement she was trying to tamp down. It's just kind of difficult, with his hands still roaming, her body still basking in the warm glow that followed their couplings.

Farmwork? She nods again, she's got that-

But her smile slips just a little when he mentions children, unable to disguise the fact that she still ached for it too. She was trying to be positive, she always did, but... it still hurt. Still made her a bit scared that whatever the moons had done to her to make her barren might follow her home. Nibbling on her bottom lip, she turns inwards towards him for a moment, fingertip coming up to trace the same circles on his chest she often did when imagining that part of their future.]

... One of our neighbors asked me the other day if we couldn't watch their children some times when they need to harvest, but... I didn't know what to say.

[A rarity for her, but. She hadn't. Would it just be painful, to have young Prismal children around when they were being denied their own? Would it be a good opportunity for her to practice before they started their own family?

Unsure, she looks back up to Gonta's face, waiting for his opinion.]

[ Konoha's words make Gonta go silent as well. And while he's usually quick to decide on things, he actually mulls this one over. She can definitely assume that he's also considering how painful it would feel to care for Prismal children when they can't have any of their own. But...

His hands on her tighten-- not aggressively, more of tenderly. The way he feels when he wants to be resolute about something. ]

We should try.

[ He isn't entirely sure how it would turn out, but what he knows is that he misses that sense of family. Though it had just been him and his father for many years, after the war... after running away to the mountains with Kohibari and Koume, he had always cared for others. And only having his wife who was so very capable made him feel a bit listless. Fighting and manual labor could only do so much... ]

[In his silence, Konoha settles in to his hold, curling up under the warm quilt and pillowing her cheek on his arm, turned up to watch his expression and wait for what he would say. She'd never rush him... and she especially wouldn't now, not with something like this.

She isn't even sure herself whether it would hurt or instead serve as a valuable lesson, not one hundred percent. Maybe it would even be both. But she's willing to try, if he is.

So when he answers, Konoha gives a tentative smile, wriggling up close between his forelegs so that she can wrap her hands better around his chest, letting out the breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding with a little sigh. He wasn't the only one missing family, missing people to care for. Her parents weren't here, they were denied the natural outcome of their coupling, but... ]

... Mmm. Let's try.

[He'd helped raise his nephews and nieces, but she'd grown up an only child thanks to the human children her parents had lost to war, and there weren't any other jinba living in her village, so. She finally finds the perfect position, nestling close.]

You have more experience than me, anyway... I have to at least try and catch up.

[ He leans in, breath warm over her cheek as he holds her close. It's nice to be comfortable like this. And it always feels right to him to have his wife in his arms-- his body guarding and protecting her like it should always be. ]

You'll be great at it. I'm sure. You're the warmest person I've ever known.

[ And he isn't just flattering her with that. He means it... every little bit of it. ]

[She knows he does. With as little as he said aloud compared to how much she tended to ramble on... Konoha knew well that what he did choose to say was always important, in some way. She won't humble herself or refute it- When he'd told her, on the floor after the first time they'd made love, that she was like the sun...

It's the best compliment she'd ever received. It's what she wants to be. For him.]

I need you to teach me anyway.

[So instead she smiles and sinks into her favorite position, body filled with the warm ache and feeling of sleepiness that tended to call to her after coupling, nestling against him. She was strong herself, she knew that... but she still liked feeling small next to him, feeling safe.

Sleep was beginning to creep into her voice, but she still explains through it, even as she lets her eyes close.]

I already know you'll be a good father, but... I want to see it. Gonta and a baby...

[Even if it wouldn't be their own just yet.]

You'll see it... I'm sure... in time...

[ Quietly, as she drifts to sleep and he does as well, he prays in his mind towards the Great Mountain... wherever it could be in this world. He prays to return to their own home, to Mt. Tsurugi. He prays to see his family again, and to someday see the family that he and Konoha could raise.

He doesn't ask for much in life. Gonta never needed much, always putting others before him. But if there truly was something he wanted to be selfish for, it was only this. With a kiss pressed to the top of Konoha's head, he too falls asleep with her securely in his arms. ]

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