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His shower time was the perfect time for you to start journaling. He doesn't know but your "feelings" journal actually held all the explicit dreams you had about him.
Currently, he's in the shower so you grab your journal and start writing your most recent daydream. Him breeding you.
That's what it is. He brought it up the last time he was fucking you but never brought it up again. But it stuck with you.
Without you knowing he ended his shower and was now standing over you quietly watching you write.
"So that's where your mind has been going when I'm talking."
His voice startled you and you slammed the book shut.
"Xavier!" You groan in somewhat embarrassment, he wasn't supposed to know. He's standing there with wet hair, no shirt, and smirking.
"No sense in closing it now darling. I know now."
"You're so nosey."
"And you're dirty. What's your point?"
"Whatever."
"Hm, so there's an attitude because I caught you? Is that what it is?"
"I'm just embarrassed."
"Nothing to be embarrassed about. Ask me nicely and maybe I'll do it."
Shocked you look up at him in question.
"You heard me. Ask. Me. Nicely. And maybe I'll do it."
"Please Xavi, need it. Need you inside me. Want you to cum in me."
"That's all you had to do."
That's what led to him harshly thrusting his hips. Cock slipping in and out of you for the second time.
"Come on give me another and I'll fill you up again. That is what you wanted, right baby?"
"Yes. Yes please."
"Then be good and cum for me again."
