Romantic Blessings

Lovemaking

Rain was in the essence of the cloudy spring morning that was bestowed to the small suburban city of Witherstone Falls.
The dribble drabble of cloud- produced liquid streamed and crackled against the window panes of the two-story house which Inkwell Valentine and Rebecca Flatts were housed in; not to mention their pet feline, Satomi Kuronai.
The couples' bedroom was eerily dark by the lack of sunlight due to the mild storming that took place outside.
Inkwell tossed and turned in his place, proceeding to bury his drowsy face into his beloved partner's engorged stomach.
(Oh? Did I forget to mention that the young couple were expecting? I didn't? Well, you know now! c: Alright, alright... let's continue, shall we?)
"Mmm..." Inkwell inhaled Rebecca's body lotion that was scented 'French Vanilla', his lips beginning to lubricate themselves with the use of his tongue.
Rebecca hummed out a soft moan in her sleep, her pale white hand gingerly moving down to the male's dark locks and sifting through them: a soft smile of content spread itself against her face as she slept.
Inkwell mumbled intelligible gibberish as he raised his head up only to meet with Rebecca's sleeping figure.
"D'aww..." The sound of pleasurable pants withdrew from her throat as Rebecca pulled him closer into her pair of soft, warm mounds of feminine flesh.
Inkwell's eyes snapped open as he felt his face press against the valley that spread her breasts apart.
His mind was racing as if it were caught dead at a never ending marathon.
Inkwell couldn't resist; Rebecca's skin was so luscious, yet so warm and cuddly.
Yawning into her chest, he cuddled against it, hearing another sound of pleasure come from her sleeping figure.
"Reb..." Inkwell moved up to her and gazed up, his blue eyes piercing through the dark only to meet with a pair of extravagant forest green eyes which he knew only belonged to Rebecca.
His lips brushed onto hers, together forming a soft, yet soothing kiss. Their eyes closed in blissful union. Inkwell toppled over her, pressing his much slender and fit body amongst her plump, curvy figure.
Rebecca moaned into the kiss, her tongue running along Inkwell's lower lip asking for permission to enter his moist cavern.
He allowed it, his tongue entangling itself with her own.
Groping her breasts was one thing, but being able to drink from them was another story to tell.
Inkwell pulled away from the steamy kiss only to stare up at her engorged breasts.
"Hmm? Thirsty?" Rebecca grinned lustfully, running her tongue past her jagged lips and then her plump, strawberry colored lips.
The only thing Inkwell could do was nod, a blush burning onto his face like blazing charcoal.
"Well..." she started "I suppose my third baby could use some too.
"WE HAVE A THIRD BABY?!"
Inkwell exclaimed in complete shock, his eyes practically bulging from their sockets.
"No." Rebecca chuckled "I was implying to you, love."
Inkwell's face was now flushed with red, a sigh of relief released itself from his throat, latching his lips to one of her perky orbs and began sucking, progressively sucking harder and harder as time passed.
White fluid flowed into his mouth and ran down his throat.
Warmth. Richness. Sweet. Those were the words that were locked into his memory as he drank down the milk; going over to the other and giving it the same special treatment.
Moaning erupted from Rebecca, her body now sensitive to the touch.
A couple of minutes passed and Reb was dried out of milk.
"A-ahh~" With a nice pop of self satisfaction, Inkwell pulled away from her breasts and licked up the dripping milk that ran down his chin.
"My, my, that is way better than regular milk." Rebecca gripped at his lower waist pulling his body closer to hers. His member was already stiffened and rock hard, ready to be used for love making.
Inkwell parted Rebecca's legs and kissed and licked at her inner thighs; a sigh of pleasure used as a sign to continue.
He positioned himself at her womanhood and pushed himself in, starting at a light, steady pace.
Her gasps rang in his ears as he continued to thrust, a few grunts and moans buzzed at his throat.
Hard and deep. Slow, but worth it.
Moans filled the room as love making bodies slammed and pounded against one another, the bed slightly rocking to the rhythm.
Rebecca felt a tight knot form in the pit of her stomach as she felt the need to climax.
"F-f..." She stammered, her fingers now sinking into the red velvet bedspread.
"H-huh?" Inkwell looked up at her in concern.
Rebecca panted and pulled him down, locking him in a deep kiss.
He kissed her back sweetly going back to his thrusting.
"I-I'm gonna cum, Reb..."
she looked at him and gripped onto his hips, slamming against him; leading them to both cumming in and out of each other.
The two laid back in one's embrace, cuddling each other lovingly.
"I love you so much..." They mimicked each other, exhausted smiles plastered onto their faces.
Inkwell kissed at her cheek and soon dozed off in her embrace as well as Rebecca soon after.
That morning was indeed a great start to the day.