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Unbeknownst to Aggro, Carwyn's weekend getaway had ulterior motives behind. But, unbeknownst to Carwyn, Aggro had something to ask the love of his life. They had seen each other more and more and his mother had give him the idea. Before heading off on their little retreat, he had crafted two stone rings of shining igneous. He had spent months carving them and making sure they were perfect. One, meant for Carwyn, was slender, with delicate engravings of vine-like designs on the outside. The inside had a heart and the words, "My inspiration, my love, forever and always." The ring had been the last of countless. He kept breaking them with too much pressure or crushing them out of frustration because it just wasn't perfect. The other, meant for him, in contrast, was a broad, plain band. Nothing was inscribed on the inside either; but he felt that Carwyn would be the one to choose what was written there, after all.

He was thankful for the support of Zoey and her cheering him on while he'd worked on the rings. He was also thankful that, with the money he'd been making from his small, yet lucrative, statue business, she was able to get the treatment she'd so desperately needed all these years. She was getting better, much better. He even toyed with the idea of moving out, leaving his old room to Muldoon, permanently, while he stayed there. Aggro hardly used it as it was anyway.

When he was packing for the weekend, he carefully placed the rings in a small box and hid the box in a sock. He hoped Carwyn didn't go digging through his things and spoil the surprise until he was ready. As it stood, they both had gotten quite sidetracked by their first evening alone, that he'd forgotten about the rings that night. Oh well, he thought, after a particularly rousing... discussion... in the bedroom, he'd just do it in the morning. And he passed out, in need of sleep for his aching, yet fulfilled body.

Morning seemed to come too early and as the sunlight peeked through the blinds, Aggro rolled onto his stomach, burying his face into the pillow and pulling sheets off his naked torso. He was comfortable and content and was looking forward to sleeping in with his love beside him. It wasn't until Carwyn's excited, yet soft tone called to him did he feel something was different.

He rolled his head to the side, facing Carwyn, but otherwise didn't move. He opened one eye slowly, his vision blurred by sleepiness still, not noticing the bulge in the middle of the bed. He was too busy admiring his lover and how beautifully handsome he looked in the gentle morning light. He smiled and mumbled, "Hmm?", still not noticing what was lying between them.

Aggro growled lowly at the sexy sight of his love, a feral grin crossing his face as the sheet slipped off Carwyn. The Pupinaw was not paying any notice to the egg, his attention was fully on Carwyn. "I love you to, my muse," Aggro replied, his rough voice even deeper due to sleep not yet fully releasing its hold on him. A shiver shot up his spine and a wanting moan escaped him as Carwyn's fingers danced along his neck. His open eye closed briefly, both opening to Carwyn professing his inability to live without Aggro. Aggro felt like something was nagging at the love Drapion's thoughts with those words and that pause. He wanted to pull his mate in close and prove that he wasn't going anywhere.

Carwyn's next words and his movements both excited and confused Aggro. The gods favored their love? How did he know? A tension built in Aggro's muscles as his hand was brought towards the naked form of Carwyn. He watched hungrily until the other male guided his hand away. That's when he noticed something was between them. His eyes narrowed, forcing out what little sleep was left in them as he focused.

As Carwyn drew back the sheets, Aggro sat up with a speed seeming unnatural. His eyes were wide as he stared at the egg. The surface was wholly unremarkable, except the blues, greens, and reds that swirled over the surface; as if someone had painted an oversized ostrich egg in the colors of the couple that it lay in bed with. It was warm too, his hand hadn't moved from the location Carwyn had guided it to. His broke his gaze from the egg, dumbfounded, and looked at Carwyn. He blinked a few times, not able to speak. He settled for just pointing at the egg with his free hand.

His eyes floated back down to the egg as Carwyn continued. The Pupiaw was only managing to half listen to the Drapion, the shock of an egg in bed with them still going through his mind. Gently, he cupped the egg in both hands, lifting it closer to him. Our egg? Aggro caught that, and deep down he knew Carwyn was right. This was their egg, that they, somehow, had created.

As he lifted, Aggro was surprised by the sheer weight of the thing. Was there really a baby in there? Or a rock? Aggro chuckled at the thought, a smirk cracking the previous disbelief. As he carefully rolled the egg in his hands, the smirk grew into a smile and he looked at his love. His heart jumped in his chest and a soft chuckle erupted from somewhere deep in his belly, causing him to jump slightly.

Aggro was so overwhelmed with the whole thing he hadn't noticed Carwyn mention anything about buying the house they were staying in. Tears began to well up in his eyes, but he held them back. He was just so happy, it was becoming difficult. In an effort to make sure all this was real and not a dream, he set the egg down carefully between their pillows so it wouldn't roll of the bed and turned to Cawryn. His large, muscular arms wrapped around the other male and drew him close. One hand slid up Carwyn's spine and to the back of his head, cradling it. Aggro took one long look at the other and then swiftly moved to kiss him deeply, his eyes closing. This was real, all of this was real! He smiled through the kiss.

"We," Aggro corrected with the smile still on his lips. "We created a beautiful egg." He chuckled softly at Carwyn's belief that the child would be handsome and strong, like the Pupinaw. There was no denying that he was strong, but Aggro only ever felt handsome in the presence of Carwyn. He just thought he was reflecting the other man's good looks. "If the child is handsome, it will all come from you, my love."

He accepted the kisses from his mate eagerly, reciprocating the feeling. As the seconds went by, the two men still embracing one another, thoughts of the future began to creep into Aggro's thoughts. Where would they live? What would they name the baby? What if it was a girl? What if it was a boy? Worry began to seep in, while Aggro tried to mentally bat it away. He opened his eyes, looking down at Carwyn. "Will we be able to do this?" the worry laced his voice.

Ah, of course, how could he have even imagined they'd fail if they were together? He mentally hit himself for thinking so negatively. Ever since he met Carwyn, his life had steadily gone uphill. As the other male shift, Aggro wrapped his muscular arms around him, giving him a gentle hug. "You are right, we will be just fine."

As the little pincers hugged his neck, Aggro rested his head atop Carwyn's, careful not to put its full weight on him. He nuzzled the other lovingly, amazed that he'd already thought so far ahead. "If we do live here, I must insist on paying for some of it." He had saved some of his money from his modest business, just in case he were ever to move out with his love. It wasn't much, but he'd be damned if he didn't help in the purchase! This was a joint venture now, after all.

"Boy or girl? Maybe both? I do not know, but I suppose we need to start thinking of names," his voice rumbled, low and full of warmth. "I am sure whatever it ends up being, well-loved is the truest answer." He kissed the top of the Drapion's head. "You could try listening, I do not know how old the egg would be, since it is a gift from the gods."

A low growl, more of a purr, greeted Carwyn's question, "It is a fine place to start a family, my love. And I do insist on paying for half, I would not feel right otherwise."

"I have heard stories of twins coming from one egg, but I do not know it that is true." Aggro replied absently, wondering if what was inside was male or female. He thought he could handle a female better than a male; he'd lived with a young girl the majority of his life. Then again, once certain... changes... happened, it would definitely be easier to explain everything to a boy than a girl, having been through it himself.

Aggro's hold on the Drapion slackened, allowing him to turn more easily. As soon as Carwyn was resituated, however, he returned back to the loving embrace. "I love you too, Carwyn. I knew from the first moment we met that I could be with no other." His hug tightened a little, just enough to let Carwyn know he wasn't going anywhere. "And I will always be there for you and our child." The words sounded odd, but somehow right as he spoke them. Yes, their child, whatever it may be.

After several moments, Aggro started to remember what he had planned this weekend. One arm slid from around Carwyn to have the hand brush the hair from his face. A sweet kiss was planted on the exposed cheek and he whispered, "My love, my muse, my Carwyn, I have a gift for you, but I dare not retrieve it, as I would have to tear myself from your warm embrace." Aggro craned his neck so his Ruby eyes could see those limpid eyes of his lover that took his breath away every time.

It was extremely difficult for Aggro to remove himself from Carwyn's embrace, especially after the man's nimble fingers danced across his skin. A shiver of pleasure coursed through Aggro and a soft moan sounded through parted lips as Carwyn kissed his body. He wanted to take his love right there, but he reminded himself there'd be time for that later. Bes to give him the gift first, then they could play.

Slowly, Aggro tore himself away from Carwyn, sliding out from beneath the other male as gently as possible without turning him over. The sheet s caught on him a couple times and he tried to get off the bed. It wasn't graceful by any means, but Aggro was thankful that he didn't trip or fall over. The brisk morning air caused the hair on the back of his neck to stand for a few moments. He had been so warm, covered in the sheets and sharing body heat with Carwyn. Now he was naked, out of bed, and the hardwood flooring was not forgiving.

He crouched next to the overnight bag he'd brought. It had seen better days, as had most of his possessions. He unzipped a side pocket and pulled out an old ring box, the igneous rings jingling lightly inside. He stood and turned to Carwyn, the box covered by his rough hands behind his back. "Carwyn, my muse, I know we have discussed living our lives together and... I..." The words were failing him and his cheeks darkened. "I was wondering... I mean, I do not know if you want to..." he was getting flustered. He didn't even know if Carwyn wanted marriage. He was happy either way, married or not. If nothing else, they could wear the rings as a symbol of their love. Since there was no easy way of saying it, Aggro resigned to removing the box from behind his back and opening it for Carwyn to see. His face contorted, worried and embarrassed, not know what was going to happen next.