[His eyes found his mate as soon as Steve entered his field of vision, though he had been aware of Steve's movements before then. His expression brightened and he obediently rolled over to accommodate being picked up, smoothing his fins so that there was how hazard from them as Steve's strong arm slid under his tail and picked him up.

He curled an arm around his mate's neck, both possessive and helpful, as he hummed at the kiss. He nestled his face into Steve's neck and playfully bit there. That was another problem (a good one) was that with health, happiness, and apparently pregnancy, his libido was high. Now he was all teasing, unwilling to get distracted now that he knew what the apparent problem was.]

I remembered something, and it's important. [He peered up at Steve, tilting his head.] First, why didn't you mate that woman when I was gone? Is it because you had no want to procreate?