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@iffyafterdark continued from here! / IF
IF really hadn’t given her any time, had she!? Whatever she had meant to ask must have gone out of the window with Noire now pushed down onto the bed, Noire’s pink lips encompassed by IF’s.
It felt good, this felt good; all of it. She wanted her lover so badly, she wanted to hug her and hold her, to feel every part of her-
“I want to… i-impregnate you.”
The words came at Noire like a machine-gun, each word stunning her further and further; to the point where she hadn’t even noticed that they weren’t kissing, that she was breathing so much heavier than before. Eyes fluttering up slightly, Noire had no idea how to properly respond.
Yes, of course she wanted a child with IF; the one woman she’d actually loved over her many years. The one woman that cared not if she were Goddess or Maker, the one woman who could look past all the bullshit and lies to see Noire for who she truly was.
But a child? That was a huge step forwards! That was something she hadn’t expected IF to ask for a long time; several years at least! It had certainly come quicker than expected, but hadn’t everything in her life?
“I-I don’t know, Iffy- Th-th-that’s such a sudden thing to say, a-and there’s- C-can a Maker even do that? Wh-who would raise it whilst we’re both at work? Th-th-th-there’s so much that needs to be considered-”
She had to shut herself up. What if IF pulled away now and didn’t want anything to do with her? What if she left again, this time never to return? Did she really want that? No, of course not! She wanted something that was 100%, undeniably her’s and IF’s…
But rushing things never worked either. She’d wait for IF to respond before deciding properly.
Surprisingly, or at least to Noire, IF didn’t pull away. Her fears about IF changing her mind when IF placed another gentle kiss on the ravenette’s lips. If she needed to be convinced, then IF did what she needed to do.
IF kept Noire close, though her grip on Noire’s arms in one hand loosened slightly. her other hand, however, was still circling in Noire’s navel; possibly to keep herself calm, or help take Noire’s mind off things. Why she was still doing it, she’ll never know. Whatever the intent, she had something to say to her regardless.
“I... I-I know it’s so sudden, but... when I was away, my feelings for you never faltered. I always wanted to take our relationship to the next level. When I think about it, my heart races, and I never knew how to deal with it. Until now. I’m sure of it, Noire. I want to have a child with you. And...”
IF pressed her crotch against Noire’s own; there was clearly a bulge within her shorts.
“...I already have the means to do it. Heheh, it’s weird to think that Compa would have stuff for this...”
