(I'll just dub it a really rough sex marathon, with a lot of animalisticness in it)

She gently kissed him, sorta kinda accidentally squeezing him.

That was good.

(That is a good way to put it.)

He kissed back but it helped muffle his mild groan.

Very good. Like her precious little heart and soul.

She smiled, doing it again but on purpose.

She was extremely precious.

That made his sound repeat but louder.

Yes. The most precious little fluffy that would possibly have his adorable little babies in the future.

She laughed, liking his sounds.

And then Justice would get big mad at him.

He blushed deep scarlet.

He would be mad, but he was letting Zex have Clair. He couldn't kill him for it. But he could glare at him behind Claire's back until the end of time. She's only four still, for pete's sake!

She laughed More.

That's true. But even so, if they did miraculously have kids, he would still raise them and care for them.

He huffed and kissed her nose gently. As if it was a punishment that said 'Don't laugh at the dead furry'.


And Clair would probably try and teach them what she could but still do a pretty good job at helping raise them. If Justice didn't try to convince her to let him lock her up in a room to stay safe for the rest of the history of anything.

That just made her laugh more.

Zex wouldn't let him do that.

He then gently bit her neck, like 'ha', now you can't laugh at me!'.

He better not. Clair would do almost anything for brother dear who raised her since practically since she'd been born, because father dear had gone depression guy and ... died of it.