(This is my first ever attempt at a completely original Smut Story; I hope you enjoy!)
Xander quietly paced back & forth in the bedroom, deliberating, sweat slowly dripping down his forehead. He had been married for 2 whole years at this point; A marriage he very much loved & savoured, a candle that he hoped could never burn out, a great oak-tree that would never succumb to Winter’s Grasp, an insefferable bond that couldn’t be shook by any tension…But, there was one problem: Xander had never really wanted kids.
It’s not that he didn’t like ’em, he just didn’t believe that he could handle the responsiblities of being a father; Let alone a GOOD one. He shared these thoughts with the love of his life, his incredible wife, Kiara who also didn’t want to have kids for similar reasons as Xander; She just couldn’t do it, so much responsiblity, so much time, her head would burst!
Xander, despite his pretty intimidating look at first, was the perfect examples of the ol’ phrase: ‘Don’t judge a book by its cover.’ Xander, despite his terrifyingly tall 6’6 stature, long jet-black hair & icy-blue eyes that could kill a Grizzly Bear with a glare alone; was incredibly laid-back, attentive & would never hurt a fly…Unless that fly would dare hurt Kiara, then, there would be trouble.