This feeling of being taken - Alecto’s body jerking helplessly along with each desperate thrust - of being fucked and eagerly bred by the man he loves while being told such filth was enough to make Alecto come a second time, spilling more hot slick onto the ruined fabrics beneath them and their own thighs. It helps too to continually slick Joshua’s cock as it pounds in and out of Alecto, making his husband’s next motions even more fluid and quick until he finally, unceremoniously peaks.

Alecto’s eyes roll back into his head from the incredible feeling of Joshua coming inside of him like that, coupled with the sharp, possessive pinch of Joshua’s teeth nearly breaking the skin of his shoulder in an absolutely animalistic display of possession and want (and Alecto is positively swooning).

Slowly, he removes his hand from his mouth (though he’s aware he might regret that later when he wakes the children), uses that to clasp onto the back of Joshua’s neck, keeping him gently in place for just a moment longer as Alecto lifts his hips up off the couch, subconsciously as if to make sure a much of his husband’s seed stays deep inside of him, even with Joshua still hard (fuck that’s so hot) and plugging up Alecto’s throbbing cunt.

“Darling,” he whispers, his voice rough and scratchy. “I can’t wait to be absolutely swollen with you. To carry and bear another child for you - oh nothing would make me happier.” He clenches tightly around Joshua’s cock, hears that delicious squish of sound from the motion. “Don’t stop,” he breathes, lips brushing the shell of his husband’s ear, “until you’re sure it’s taken.”