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It's the night after their mating. Johnny sleeps in Simon's arms, purring quietly. The orca rubs his mate's belly.
Now that they are officially mated both of them need to discuss important aspects of their new life together.
Simon could not wait for that, maybe one or two pups of their own. And even if John does not want any it would be fine with him, the main thing is that Johnny is with him.
He should sleep, tomorrow will be tiring. So after a few minutes of moving him and John around he found a comfortable spot to fall asleep.
John is the first of them to wake up, his body deliciously sore after yesterday's activities. He smiles as he remembers how Simon has taken care of him.
He turns in his arms, looking at his sleeping mate and petting his cheek with a featherlight touch.
‘Ye have no right to look this handsome.’
He begins to trace his eyes, eyebrows, nose and lips. He tries to remember his face by touch alone, now that they are mated he has the rest of his life for that.
Simon’s eyes flutter and open, his long blond lashes touching the high cheekbones, with each blink of his eyes.
“Morning handsome, how are ye?” John asks with a smile, still tracing his face.
“Shouldn’t I ask you that after yesterday?” He asks cheeky and grabs his backside to bring him even closer.
Johnny gasps at that.
“I can’t go so soon again ye big buffoon.” He smiles brightly at Simon. Who only hums in acceptance.
But his smile falters a bit.
“Can we talk about our future? We should have done that before yesterday but…”
Simon kisses his nose tip.
“Of course, we can talk about all the things you want.” He assures him.
John’s eyes turn soft then he lays his forehead on Simon’s chest.
Both of them relish in the closeness of the other, after this turbulent last few days as Johnny was held captive by humans, they need this.
The mers fall back into a light sleep.
None of them knew how much time had passed the next time both of them woke.
Now both of them are outside sitting on some rocks, Simon catches Johnny some fish and snails for breakfast since his tail is still strained from last night.
“Thank ye, love,” He says and slurps his snails with a happy noise.
“Before we get back to my colony can we talk?” John is nervous. What if Simon and his plans for the future do not match?
“Yes. What do you wanna talk about?” The orca can feel how nervous his mate is and takes his hand.
“You don't have to be nervous, love. You can tell me anything. Never be ashamed to talk to me. We now belong together, all your burdens are mine as well.”
And just like that John is only a puddle of goo, how did he get so lucky? But still, he is scared of what's to come.
“I wanna have a pup of our own. Want to have a little family. My whole life I saw other mer’s with their pups and mates, I so desperately want that too…But-but if ye don't want one I will respect that, I will not force ye…” John speaks really fast and by the end, he has tears in his eyes. He isn’t looking at Simon, too scared of his answer.
“Ohh Love, don't cry, I want that too.” He took Johnny’s face in his hands. Bushing his tears away.
“Don’t be ashamed because you want something. If it was up to me, we would have many little seals, a big family of our own.”
Johnny beamed at his love with admiration.
‘He wants one too! We're gonna have a pup of our own!’
John throws himself at Simon, kissing him deeply, running his finger through his blond hair.
“As much as I would like to make one right now, we need to get to your colony. I’m sure they are waiting for us.”
Johnny’s face grows red.
“Aye, then let's go. Can't wait much longer.”
He says cheekily, grabs Simon’s hand and both of them swim back to the colony.