"What about your pain, Dew? Is that better?" Cayla asked as she lightly rubbed the belly of the God who had gotten a lot of stitches.
"It still hurts, try if you kiss it maybe it will lessen the pain a little." said Dewa staring spoiled.
Cayla smiled then kissed Dewa's belly with great affection.
"How? Has it been reduced by the gods?" Cayla asked with a smile.
"There's still a little more. Maybe a few more kisses, Cayla." said Dewa increasingly spoiled.
"Hem ... since when have you become spoiled like this Dew?" Cayla asked with a flushed face.
"Since my wife is going to become a mother. I have to be a little spoiled before my children are born and take my wife's love." said the god in a deep voice.
Cayla was silent, truly God's words had made him embarrassed.
"Is it possible that your love and attention will be lessened, Cayla?" asked the god with a full gaze.
Cayla shook her head quickly.