[Larkin]

Addison looked up at him once more, placing a hand on his scaly torso. It felt odd, feeling little bumps in place of skin, so cold instead of warm. He ran his dainty fingertips over the surface with a look of surprise. This was real. Bishop was real. Addison let out a timid breath, but wrapped his arms around him. "Youre.. Still you." He whispered, "I-If I can be pregnant... You can be... This." Though it was obvious he was frightened, Addison was also clearly trying. He looked up at Bishop, "You were so kind so me, and I enjoyed our date... Perhaps we... Aren't so ba--" Addison gasped lightly, "-ad."