Breeding - Duke Leto
Indulge
Kinktober prompt - Day 25 - Breeding
Duke Leto x Reader
You’ve been married for years now. Leto knows everything there is to know about you and you know him just as much.
You can’t have children. He knows and he accepted that. It’s not like he wouldn’t love to have them with you but he would never force you to do something you don’t want, even if it was an option. And the truth is, you don’t want kids, never have and you would rather regret not having a child and then having one anyway.
These are the hard facts, which matter nothing when your ridiculous hormones start to act up against all your efforts. The thought of Leto putting a child in you would normally make you shudder in a bad way. But lately the thought of him coming inside you and knocking you up makes you hot and bothered all the time and your beloved husband indulges you in a fantasy of breeding you like he did with his Lady Jessica.
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The weight of him on your is a calming sensation, he makes love to you slowly mostly because you are sore from all the activities of last few days. You’ve been constantly craving him, needing him to fill you up to the brim. Your body was burning up with lust and he was the only remedy.
Your Leto was happy to give in to this fantasy and his age did nothing to lessen his stamina. You were going at it for hours now, his tender touch was too much on your oversensitive skin and not enough at the same time. He was moving in and out of your messy cunt soothing that ache in your womb the best he could.
The last hours left a stain on your pristine, blue bedsheets. Cum and sweat smearing under you but all you could focus on was the man inside you. He came in you one last time in the bed, triggering your own orgasm like he learned to do recently. Then he took you to the huge bathing room where he sat you on his hardening cock after he cleaned you both.
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You were plastered over him, enjoying the feeling of his pulsing length in you, laying your head on his chest tracing the scars on him while you were thinking. “Am I hurting you?”
Leto frowns and draws your gaze to him by a finger under your chin to look at you in question. “What do you mean?”
“This… act?” You sigh deeply. “Does it hurt you to do this for me, knowing it won’t have the result you are yearning for?” That’s the last thing you want to do, you know he wants children and he would love all of them equally, no matter how many he would have.
He looks away, confirming your suspicions. Leto bites his lip, searching for the right words but he couldn’t find them so he answers your question with a question of his own. “Do you ever wonder what if…?”
“Sometimes.” He always takes in your unapologetic honesty with a surprise. No other person, not even Jessica is that straightforward with him, that’s why he never thought he would ask you this, he was afraid to know the truth but you started this topic and his curiosity is a match for yours.
“I think of what they would look like, how stubborn and strong they would be.” He stares into the distance with a dreamy smile on his face, picturing the scene of your little ones running around the palace.
“Just like their father.” Your whisper makes him turn back to you sharply and he finds you fighting your tears and the painful expression that’s threatening to overtake your features.
“It hurts you.” He realises, brushing away the tear that escaped. He is gentle with you, frowning because he doesn’t really understand yet.
“Sometimes.” You answer again, with a frown of your own. “Not that I wish I could… I just… I want to give you everything and it feels like I took this away from you.” It is hard for you to talk about this, hard to explain but he gets you, he always does.
He takes your face between his hands, guiding you to sit up and look at him properly, you move with him placing your hands over his, looking in those deep deep eyes that you could get lost in for days.
“What I have is more than enough.” He explains gently, choosing the words carefully. “You are enough. I am the luckiest man in the galaxy. I have two beautiful children and two beautiful women in my life. There is nothing I wish for, other than to keep safe what I already have.”
Another tear escapes as you answer him with the only words that you can manage to describe your feelings with at the moment. “I love you.”
He smiles at you, it’s barely there and it holds sadness too but he gives you a long, gentle kiss before he replies and that makes your heart warm with all the feeling he is trying to convey. “And I love you. Exactly the way you are. I never want you to doubt that.”