"Oh, Art!" Rarity caved to his sweet face and held him tightly, kissing at his neck with loving pecks. "It's alright. Really." She ran her fingers through his hair comfortingly, her long manicured nails painted a beautiful cherry color, the gel of the nail smooth on his skin.
"I wish you wouldn't worry about him. It isn't forever, I'm sure of it. I'm certainly not going to be having my own child for a while," she assured. "That is not a choice I would make lightly." Smiling, Rarity nosed under his ear gently and kissed him again, likely leaving a lipstick stain this time around.