Kittens
Jemima smiled as she admired her baby bump in a piece of a mirror. She was about a third of the way through the pregnancy, and the bump was still new to form, but it was there. She ran a loving hand across her stomach, sighing in contentment at the thought of being a mother."Jem?" a voice called from the other room. Still smiling, the calico turned her head towards the direction of the masculine voice.
"Yes, love?" she called back, wondering what her mate wanted. She turned back to the mirror as her mate emerged and walked up behind her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his chin on her shoulder, which was actually rather difficult seeing as how he was a foot or so taller than her. Nevertheless, Jemima tilted her head back and purred, nuzzling her face into her mate's neck.
"Admiring your reflection again, babe?" Alonzo teased, placing a gentle hand on his mate's growing stomach.
"Of course." Jemima giggled. "I love watching the kitten grow."
Alonzo smiled, returning the nuzzle and slowly rubbing the calico's tummy. "I can't wait for the kitten to arrive," He paused to place a kiss on Jemima's ear. "I can't wait to be a father," He paused again to kiss her cheek. "And I especially can't wait to take care of my wonderful family." He punctuated his goals with a loving kiss on his mate's lips. Jemima, in turn, giggled again. She did that a lot when she was happy.
"You're going to be such a great father, Lonz." she breathed happily.
"And you'll be an amazing mother." the black-and-white tom replied. He looked back at their reflection in the broken mirror, accepting the smile that conquered his face. With a yawn, he stood up straight and unwrapped his arms from Jemima's waist.
"Come on, babe. Time for bed." he decided, grasping the queen's paw and gently leading her towards the bedroom of their shared den. Jemima yawned as well and followed her mate.
The two climbed into their makeshift bed, which consisted of an old bean bag and a mound of blankets. But it worked. Alonzo lied on his back with one arm behind his head and the other around Jemima, who lay half curled and snuggled against his side with one arm over his stomach and the other over her own.
"Goodnight, Jem." Alonzo whispered.
"Goodnight, Lonz." Jemima whispered back.
"Goodnight, kitten." they whispered together.