(TYLER)
"When the baby comes, I'll be knotting you every time. I'll get you pregnant the first chance I get." He leans in and kisses my nape. His hands stroke the bulge of my belly. "I'll keep you pregnant for years to come."
"Do you mind if I have a say in the matter?" I ask. "Maybe I don't want to be pregnant soon again."
He scowls. "But I want you to have my babies too."
"I know, I want that too," I say. "I just want to be able to tie my own shoes again. Being pregnant isn't for the weak."
"Alright." He nods. "I'll wait for just a little then I'll knock you up again."
I roll my eyes. "What a lovely sentiment!"
He snickers and keeps rubbing my stomach then his eyes suddenly go wide. "It kicked. I felt a kick."
I laugh. "Yeah, it gets pissed off when you fuck me. I think it gets annoyed that we disturb its sleep."
