12-01-2016, 01:46 PM
The human trembled and shivered in his sleep, his stomach was around the size it was when Chris had first found him in the cockpit alone and bloody. He didn't feel safe, though he did feel comforted at least when he was against the other man's chest. Peter tossed and turned in his fitful sleep, grunting and groaning lightly as his stomach contracted and he pushed lightly with each small twinge. A few more grey eggs were laid beneath him into the pile he had before he fell off of the bed and soon one last great black one as poking from him.
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