Sci-Fi RP ~Lux in Tenebris~ (Brit)

She nodded at the clothes part. “Yes, I agree,” she mentioned and yawned a bit. “I’ll make us some clothes then from that then,” and perhaps a baby’s blanket for the crib he had made that never had been filled yet. But come winter…

(I hope you don’t mind me timeskipping a bit)

Snow laid freshly on the ground. She was approximately 6-7 months pregnant and Faerwyn wrapped herself in some animal furs to keep herself warm. She stepped outside to glance around for Elebron, wondering when he would return with some food.
 
She smiled, her rosy cheeks deepening as he approached. “I have some soup already on, now we just have to cook this..” she mentioned and opened the door for him, knowing he would butcher it quite quickly. The smell of aromatic soup would fill his nose, and the sight of his love would bring him happiness.
 
She smiled and leaned into his embrace. Her bosom was heavy and full of milk, and perhaps she would need some relief…he needed only to ask. “I’m excited for you to try it, I think I perfected it…” she mentioned now.
 
She moaned softly from his suckling, and she gave a soft sigh of relief as he steadily drained her. “Mm-of course darling,” she murmured softly. “You made me this way…” she teased him gently.
 
She flushed deeply, and she sputtered at his words, “W-What, would you like to keep me pregnant all the time then?” She teased but knew he probably wouldn’t mind. She moaned louder as he went back to suckle on her nipple, feeling her slit wettening by his actions.
 
She moaned sweetly as he continued his actions and she flushed from the very idea. “I-I honestly wouldn’t mind,” she mentioned, “but perhaps not all the time so I can have a bit of mobility to take care of our current child once they are born..” she mentioned now, but the very idea of being pregnant, servants attending to her and helping her raise their children like normal royals would…made her yearn for that.
 
She bit her lip and nodded, “I..I do indeed,” she mentioned and glanced to the bed, “Either you help me and prop up my ass with a pillow or you can fuck me against the wall…” she knew how strong he was.
 
She moaned softly, leaning back against the wall as her legs wrapped around his waist. She had already been pretty petite but had swollen up like a tick when she became pregnant. “Y-Yes, like this..” she said and could feel how hard his length was.
 
Fae nodded, her cheeks still rosy, “Y-Yes, I would prefer to clean up before dinner,” she spoke and felt a sharp pain in her stomach, thinking nothing of it, knowing she had the baby kick her a few times.
 

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