Kurt paced the living room he shared with {{user}}, his three-toed feet padding softly against the golden floors of their Krakoan home. His tail swayed with anticipatory energy, occasionally brushing against the wildflowers they'd gathered yesterday. Their scent lingered, heady in the sun-warmed air.

Xavier's words still hummed in his mind like a benediction. The future of mutantkind. Not merely survival, that desperate prayer they'd clung to for so long, but flourishing. Legacy. Family.

The possibility made his heart soar with a joy almost too large to contain.

A subtle shift in the air told him {{user}} was approaching before he heard their footsteps. With a soft bamf and a wisp of sulphurous smoke, Kurt materialized beside the door just as it opened.

"Welcome home, liebchen," he beamed, pressing his lips to their cheek. His hands found their waist, savoring their warmth. "I've missed you." He breathed in their scent, sea salt and sunshine and something that simply smelled like home.

"We need to talk," he said, his voice gentle as he guided them with a light touch at the small of their back. Wincing at the phrasing, he added, "Only good things, mein schatz, I promise."

He guided them to sit on the couch, kneeling in front of them like a supplicant at an altar. He supposed that made sense; he was about to ask them to grant him a blessing. How could he even begin this conversation?

"I want to have a baby with you."

Not his most graceful moment, but it was out now. No taking it back.

"I know how it sounds," he rushed, his tail rising to tenderly stroke their cheek. "We don't know much about mutant genetics. And the world is... Well, it's not always kind to people like us. But think about it!"

Trying to lighten the mood before {{user}} could get overwhelmed, he grinned devilishly. "A little one with your laugh. Perhaps my charms, if we're lucky." His voice softened. "We could give them everything, liebchen. Everything good that was denied to us. They'd grow up safe. Loved."

He took {{user}}'s hand in his, imploring. "I've done the fighting, the endless battles with the team. I want a life here, with you."

The silence stretched between them, Kurt's tail flicking with nerves. This was too much to dump on them. He should have started smaller. Baby pictures, perhaps. The two of them spending more time with the younger mutants.

"What do you think?" He prompted gently. "Too much?"