Warning! This is a lemon chapter!
"Mama", said Alas=Ramus. "Yes?", asked Emi. "Where do babies come from?"
The redheaded woman froze in fear. A frightened groan was heard from the door, coming from Maou who had just returned home from work. "Papa!" Alas=Ramus ran to her father and hugged him. "Where do babies coming from?", she asked suddenly.
The demon lord went to go sit down next to his wife, ready to begin an awkward conversation with their six year old daughter. "Let's not tell her the full truth, yet", whispered Maou. "Agreed. Storks?", asked Emi. Her husband nodded. The couple turned to their daughter. "See, sweetie, when two people want to have a baby, they write a message to the storks", said Emi. "Storks?", asked Alas=Ramus. "Like the bird?" "Yes. We tell them we want a baby, and then they bring it to us." The little still had one question. "But why does Mama's belly get big?"
"Because the storks bring a candy that grows into a baby after mommy eats it", said Maou.
Thank goodness for Alas=Ramus's innocence, otherwise things would've gotten way more awkward. "Okay! How do I tell the storks what I want?" "What do you mean, sweetie?", asked Maou.
"I want a baby brother!"
The parents froze. "A... what?" "Baby brother! I want a baby brother!"
. . .
Emi sat on the bed in the embrace of her husband, as this was her method of thinking better. "We can't say no. It will crush her", she said. "I know", said Maou. "But is there really a problem?" Emi thought on this. "I mean, not exactly, but it would mean we would... that we would..." "We've done it before, haven't we?"
"Yes, but this time there will be an aftermath. We won't just be doing it out of pleasure, we'd be..." Maou kissed his wife's cheek. "It's just me, Emi. Don't be afraid to speak your mind."
Emi sighed. "I've always wanted a family of my own. To be a mother. But now that that day has come..."
Maou hugged the female hero, comforting her. "You're not alone in this, okay? How about this, if Alas=Ramus hadn't said what she did today, would you want to have another child?"
Emi thought on this. She imagined the whole scenario, not being able to stop the feeling of joy in her chest. "Emi?" "Yes." "Yes? As in..." "As in I want you to shut up, shove your dick into me, and stuff me full of your cum until a baby grows in me!" Maou looked at the ferocity in his lover's eyes, and knew she was definitely serious about her decision.
They joined lips, engaging in a battle of the tongues until they had to regain some breath. "Let's do this, then", said Maou. Emi pushed her husband down, and their night began.
Lemon time
Emi rested her knees beside Maou's waist while pinning him down to the bed with her hands.
She captured his lips again, practically sucking the breath out of him while Maou's hands could only roam all over her body. He took hold of the top button of her shirt, then went down to unbutton the others. Emi rose up a bit and slid off her shirt, throwing it aside. She unclipped her bra and tossed it away as well. Maou sat up and cupped the one breast in his mouth while his hand fondled the other one. He felt his wife's hands brush the back of his head and her nose resting in his top to take a whiff of his hair.
She felt a bulge form underneath her. She decided to roll her hips to grind against it. Maou groaned with his wife's breast in his mouth. His one hand that didn't have a breast in it moved down to Emi's ass, giving it a firm squeeze. She squeaked at the action. Maou decided to switch breasts, sucking on the one he was fondling, and fondling the one he was sucking. Emi whimpered a bit at the feeling of her vulva rubbing on her lover's shaft, already becoming a bit wet. Maou moved his head in between his wife's breasts, kissing the spot and moving down her torso.
