Henry Cavill Imagine book 2 (complete)

lactation ( Walt)

I have been pregnant for six months now and I just started lactating which is a huge pain in the ass. It makes my breast hurt, my nipples sensitive, and the weight of them is a pain as well.

I know that there is options for me to relive the pain whether it be breast pump or other things but I have a better solution. That is if he is willing to do it or wants to.

I really hope when I ask Walt to help me out that he will and not find it desgusting like some people do. I guess there is only one way to find out and that is asking him.

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 Walt and I was sitting at home on one of very very rare days off and we was cuddled up. I was in a thin strap top and shorts since we had heat on.

"Do you want to ask me now or just contemplate about it?" he asked

I looked at him as he looked over at me.

"I was gonna ask you if you wanted to help me" I replied

He sits up from his position on my lap and faces me.

"Do you really want me too?"

"Only if you don't feel as if you'd be disgusted by it."

"Why would I be disgested by drinking your breast milk?" 

"A lot of people find it to be nasty. and I don't want you to be sick or disgusted by it."

He stands up and helps me up before he carries me off to the bedroom where he sat me on the bed then messed around behind me before he helped me sit back against the pillows and stripped me out of my cami top.

"Once you get comfortable there will be no turning back" I warn

He just looks at me and winks before he removes his shoes and climbs into the bed from his side and lays right in my arms and latches on no questions asked.

I looked at him and licked my lips as he maintained eye contact with me the whole time he breastfeed.

Watching him breastfeed got me turned on so much I moaned.

The feelign of his beard brushing my sensitive areola made me cry out.

I raked my fingers through his hair and held him closer.

"Thank you so much for this."

He just looks at me as he adds suction which I about lose my mind.

When he moved from my right breast to my left he told me I didn't have to thank him, that when he can and when I need him to he will be more then happy to breastfeed from me. 

I smiled and kissed his forehead as he latched on my left breast and started drinking from it.

Just like a moment ago when he was drinking from my right breast. He added suction, his beard brushed my sensitive areol and I moaned and cried out. 

It felt so dang good having him help relieve the weight and pressure of my milk filled breast. 

Him doing this is way more helpful then I can tell you.

When he finished he moved back and sat up.

I cupped his face and kissed him.

"How is that?"

"So much better, no more heavy weight of milk."

He smiled and pecks my lips before slipping a new tank top over my head since my last one had leaked out which he said was another way he knew that I needed help with my boobs.