They're Just Words.

Seed Bed

"I want it" she said, chest heaving and eyes full of desire.
His movements grinded to a halt, and they both laid there in silence before he spoke again.
"Do you understand what you're asking for?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at her.

What was she thinking? He had zero idea. Thier little fun activity had robbed him of most of his cognitive function at this point, and he had very little brainpower to compute anything at the moment. Being cautious was definitely the right course of action, but yet, something deep inside him refused.

"I do," she said nodding, "and right now, theres nothing I want most in the world. The way you make love to me... I've never felt like this in my life. So, please... cum in me."

Looking into her eyes, he could see a myriad of emotions. But one thing was certain: she was serious.

She had gone mad. But could he blame her?
He laid with her, the flames of passion melding thier flesh into one in a manner that was firm, yet gentle; a balance not many had experienced in thier lifetime.
It would be more questionable if she hadnt gone crazy.

"... I can't be a father yet. You know that. I make just barely enough to support two lives. In the unlikely event you have quintuplets, what do we do then?"

"I'm not asking to be a mother yet either." She pointed at her purse on top the table.
"There's more than enough birth control pills in there to make me barren for the rest of my life, and I promise I'll take the pills right after. So until we're ready for parenthood, even if it's just this one time, let me feel the essence of your love."

Those words hardened his softening member, and she revelled in the feeling of it throbbing inside her.
He grabbed her hair and lifted her up, pulling her close to him.

Those eyes. She loved those eyes. The primal urges behind his pupils aroused her greatly; like a cow in heat about to be bred like a strong bull.

"If your pills fail, I won't take responsibility."

"I know," she said, panting in anticipation, "but right now, I couldnt care less."

He thrust her back to the bed, his left hand circling  her throat as his hips began to sway back and forth.

"I'll remember that."