Words - 1526
Request - minishoyo

Warnings - uhm rough, sum choking, and electricity play? I actually don't know if what I wrote is possible so whoops.
A/N - I blame kinktober

Y/n P.O.V

"A baby?"

I looked at Luck in shock. A baby? Where did this come from? Sure, we talked about kids before but only briefly.

"Yeah! I mean, only if you want to, I'm not gonna force it on you or anything!" He smiled big, grinning up at me. Previously, he had been resting on top of me, head laying on my stomach. He had begged for me to run my fingers through his hair, whining that if I didn't he'd hide all of my books. I did, brushing the locks of his golden hair, messing with it in different ways, even scratching his scalp a bit which earned me some pleasant hums of approval. For some time we laid there before his face turned in and pressed into my stomach when he said it.

"Mufg sjafb whdi dowsjf!" I giggled as he spoke into my stomach, making it tickle.

"What are you trying to say now?"I mused, moving the hair out of his eyes when he lifted his head, and a huge smile stretched across his face in excitement.

"Let's have a baby!" I'm not against it, I've always wanted a family of my own and I always wanted Luck to be by my side when we started it. Though I thought he might want to wait until later, pushing maybe a few years into our marriage before then.

"What's brought this on?" I put down the book I was reading earlier, turning back to see him looking down at my stomach and lifting my nightgown to show the skin of my belly. The sudden cold touching the once warmed skin sent a shiver up my spine, making my skin bubble with gooseflesh.

"I thought I could wait, but I don't want to. Just thinking about it gets me all revved up. I want them to be here already, I want to hear their giggles and laughs, I want to comfort them when they're sad. I want to see what they'll look like, like me? Or will they be as gorgeous as you? His hands danced across my skin, swirling patterns in the skin of my stomach before placing a hand against it, right above my womb.

"But most of all I want to see you, round and heavy with our baby, tits swelled with milk." He drifted down, meeting with the edge of my panties, the other continuing to bunch up the nightie past my breasts, exposing them to the chilled air. Immediately pebbling to the cold and the promise of what's to come.

"I really want that, Y/n." His voice was a low whisper, hushed with carnal lust and want. "Will you let me put a baby in you?" His hands slipped behind the band, cupping my sex applying pressure with the tips of his fingers.

"Yes!" I gasped, pulling to bring him a kiss. It was heated and a bit rough, his excitement making his movements more rushed. His fingers broke into action, stroking at my lips nimbly, searching for my clit, which he found in record time. Luck pulled back to kiss down my neck, nipping and kissing his way to my chest before enveloping a nipple with his mouth. He sucked gently, pulling the bud taunt and sensitive before nipping at it gently with his teeth. He was always a bit of a biter.

"Will you let me help you out when these get to full? Huh? When they're so full of milk for our baby and dripping everywhere, will you let me relieve you?" All I could do was chant yes, gasping at the feeling of his fingers thrusting in me. He curled them, hooking his fingers and grazing them against the front of my gummy walls, finding that soft spot and rubbing against it vigorously.

"Luck- I!" My thighs moved to clamp around his hand, unable to keep them open with so much stimulation, but that didn't do anything to stop him. His fingers continued with little mercy, pushing to get me there fast. It was almost painful with how fast he brought me to orgasm, but when I finally recovered I was relieved Luck had calmed down some.

Luck's hand drifted up and down my thigh before coming to graze at my hips. He kissed at my raised knee, situating himself between my legs, his sleep pants long gone. He pressed the tip of his cock against me, pushing the tip between my lips and letting it slip back and forth. I cried at the incentive, still sensitive from such a rushed orgasm.

"I can't wait to see you so full! I want you dripping with my cum, Y/n." He pushed his cock in me, sinking inch by inch with slow haste, obviously eager to start pounding away. I squirm against his cock briefly but his hands gripped tighter at my hips, halting their movements.

"You want me to be gentle? Right?" He slid back before pushing back slowly, the veins of his cock dragging my walls gradually. "We're making our child right? It should be out of love." He whispered against my ear, teeth nipping it harshly, trying to be soft for this moment. But I didn't want to be soft.

"Are you telling me you don't love me when you fuck me? " He pulled back sharply and his eyes glared at me like I had the audacity to even ask. His hand drifting from my hip up my chest rested gently at my throat.

"Of course, do you doubt that honey?" His hand was heavy on my neck making me almost begging for him to grip just a little tighter.

"Then fuck me," I whispered and rocked my hips against his, immediately going for another, chasing the feeling of him rubbing against me. He grits his teeth, finally giving me what I want and tightening his hand around my throat. " and love me." I breathed out, leaning my head back in his hold.

He had never moved faster.

He drilled into me with no mercy, pushing for my cervix. His hand that wasn't wrapped around my throat pushing my leg up against my chest, presuming deeper in my cunt. Places that never were touched buzzed alive and he hit them repeatedly. Luck moved to push my leg over his shoulder, moving his finger to hover over one of my nipples. With blissed-out eyes, I looked down and watched what he was doing. When I figured it out it was too late, the blue electricity wrapping around his finger, pointed and light so as not to hurt me, but still one hell of a shock.

"Luck-" He tapped aghast my bud, making my whole body jolt. I keened throwing my head back and pushing my chest out, I was eager to get away, trying to flee from that finger of his.

"I know, you hate this right? But honey, nothing gets you wetter." He was right, just the sound of my pussy squelching around his cock was enough to prove it. So he continued with his torture, taseing each nippled on and off, making me clench and writhe against him as he continued to plow me.

So much was going on, feeling everything and nothing at the same time overloaded my senses, and before I knew it, I was dangling over the edge. My eyes rolled back and my stomach pulled taunt when he did it. Lucks finger drifted down, the finger he previously had been using to abuse my nipples, pressed against my swollen clit sending many different shocks throughout my body. I gushed around his cock, pulling my legs in so tight it made him fumble, but he lent down, continuing to fuck me through my orgasm.

He muttered sweet praise, letting his hand pull away from between my legs and resting beside my head. Hand still heavy on my neck, released its tighter hold, letting me breathe properly to come down from such an intense climax. He grunted against my chest, whining and whispering how full he was gonna make me. He came with a breathy moan, whole body stuttering against me as he emptied inside me.

I could feel as he pulled back, his cum filling the space his cock once occupied. Any that dripped out was pushed back in before he lifted my hips, forcing them up. My shaking legs rested against his shoulders as I let him do his thing, exhaustion taking over my body quickly.

"What are you doing?" I moved to get down but he wouldn't let me. I couldn't exactly sleep bent in half.

"You're gonna let it drip out." He whined.

"You can just do it again tomorrow." I finally ripped myself of his hold and got up from the bed searching for some panties to put on so he would finally let me sleep.

"Promise?" As the band slid comfortably into place I turned back around and gave him a kiss, long and sweet before getting into the covers. He slid in behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, nose moving to nuzzle at my neck, waiting for an answer.

"Promise."