Info - breeding kink, soft Dom, stress, pillow princess reader, trying to get pregnant, cock warming, cream pie, unprotected sex, sub space
I'd had such a terrible day. Stress at every turn. I wished desperately that I was in Timothée's arms but I had to make do with texting him. He'd had to work late every day this week. I had no reason to think today would be different.
I slumped into the house. I was almost happy Timothée wasn't home. We were trying to get pregnant. I didn't have the energy to be sexy right now.
However, when I turned on the living room lights there he was. He was naked and had a rose clenched between his teeth.
"Weady to ake a aby?" He asked, voice distorted from the rose. I burst into uncontrollable tears.
"Woah!" The word was clear as he dropped the rose and darted forward with worry.
"Angel what's wrong?" He asked.
I didn't even fully know why I was crying. I wiped my eyes and let him hold me close in his arms.
"I'm s-sorry," I sniffled. "I had the worst day. I just can't be sexy for you Timmy. I am so sorry."
"You? Not sexy? That's absolutely impossible," he scoffed. "If you give me the chance I'll show you just how sexy you are."
"You would?" I asked. He was already on his knees slipping my skirt down.
"Baby, just let me take control," he he begged. He was kissing my thighs and then got to my clothed pussy. He kissed it over and over until I was practically a puddle of mush.
"Okay," I said. I slithered down in his arms. He laid me down on the blankets he'd prepared.
"You're so beautiful. So stunning and sexy in every way. Don't ever think you're not everything I want," he said softly. My panties were gone. Next my top and my bra. I felt free and peaceful.
"Mmmmmm," he's buried his head in my stomach and moaned against the skin.
"I can't wait to fill you. To have your stomach grow with a baby. I can't wait to parent with you," he sighed. He drew designs on my stomach. "A baby, with the love of my life."
"Timothée, let me put on lingerie, or ride you or something. You put so much work into-"
"Absolutely not," he protested. "You will lay back and feel good."
"But Timmy I-"
"You will feel good," he growled. He had pinned me down by my wrists and he loomed over me. His dedication to having me feel pleasure was so sexy my hips involuntarily bucked upward.
"There's my girl," he smirked. He kissed down my throat and buried his face in my neck. He slowly guided his cock deep inside my pussy.
"Oh, Timothée," I gasped. The way he thrusted, it couldn't be explained, it refused to be. His hips snapped so deep and yet the strokes were so long, making sure every space of my pussy was filled. There was the sharp loss of fullness and then the euphoria of my heat brimming with his member.
"You feel like a dream, like one I never want to wake up from," he said in a voice laced with such lust I could've become dizzy.
"Timmy, my Timmy, feels so good!" I breathed.
"That's it, that's my girl, doesn't need to do a thing, just let Timothée breed you," he said gently.
"Oh please," I begged. That word had gone right through me.
"Your perfect pussy. You want it to be bred? You want me cumming inside you until you burst. Didn't even have to do a thing for me to spill my seed inside you," he cooed in my ear as he massaged my breasts. I was heaving, my tits lifting into his hands with my breaths so that he could touch them more.
"Timothée, oh, yes," I could hardly speak as I lifted my hips to meet his.
"That's it lover girl. Up and down, just let me slide my cock in and out. I'll breed your womb so deep. I'll fill you with a litter of pups. Every one bred deep in your womb," he was chanting the words like they were holy.
"Oh yes, yes, fill me. I want to be bursting with cum," I pleaded and wrapped my body around his.
"You want my seed to be so plentiful inside you that you're leaking?" He whispered in my ear. His cock was pounding inside me. He went so deep I was surprised I wasn't already pregnant.
He grabbed my jaw and I whimpered as he kissed me deeply. His cock was drilling inside me. I could feel myself slipping into fuzzy sub space. It was only me and him floating on clouds in a land of pure bliss.
"I'm going to breed a litter of pups into you Mon amour," he said darkly. I exploded. I was wailing and my nails dug into his scalp as I brought his head to me to kiss him. He sucked my tongue as he moaned and let loose inside me. He was fucking his cum deeper and deeper inside me. The wet stickiness felt too good to describe.
"Oh Timothée, that was perfect," I heaved.
"Let me take care of you now," he said, making to get up.
"No, no, baby, cork me up a little longer. I really want that huge load to stay inside me and impregnate me," I begged. He thrusted once more and I moaned.
"Anything for you Angel," he smirked.
