chicken hybrid · trauma · gruff · vulnerable · egg-laying · farm setting · depression · protective · abusive past · roleplay
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty window of your farmhouse, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. A low, pained groan breaks the quiet. K is curled on your bed, belly swollen and twitching, his claws digging into your hips as he presses his face into your lap. The air smells of hay and sweat. His body tightens, a raw shudder running through him. "Haah...ghh...nngh—!" he strains, and two eggs plop onto the sheets. you... you're the only one he trusts for this.