A Harmonized Dream (Gunnthrá/Kiran from Fire Emblem) (Patreon)

Sitting alone on your bed was not something you had anticipated to happen today of all days

Today was strange. Very strange.

Of course, this was Askr, so weird days that didn't make a whole lot of sense were pretty much commonplace.

But on this day in particular, you were expecting everyone to not act so... normally. Today was the day they were supposed to react to your presence a little differently, yet everything was eerily ordinary.

You had woken up to a massive grin on your face, figuring this day would be one to remember, but apparently, assuming such things was a foolish move.

You weren't expecting to be placed on a pedestal… but it would have been nice for someone to acknowledge that it was your birthday!

Everyone was going about their business as if they didn't know, although you were pretty certain you had told the Order about your birthday before!

...right?

You weren't looking for a celebration, but the lack of acknowledgment was making you feel… awfully lonely. It was a kind of feeling you believed nobody should feel on their birthday, and after playing a part in countless birthday celebrations already, the lack of… well, anything, was very noticeable, and incredibly disheartening.

But all would have been well if at least your wife acknowledged your birthday. Instead, Gunnthrá had been strangely missing, which was initially a cause for concern, but you had asked about her whereabouts and heard she was still within the castle grounds. She just hadn't revealed her presence to you, and oddly enough, nobody seemed to know her specific location either.

It was so, so odd! It was like everybody had been instructed to only tell you specific things, but such a thing couldn't be possible, surely?

If there was any consolation to this strange day so far, it was that the unusual behavior, as well as Gunnthrá's absence, could indicate that some sort of surprise was being prepared for your birthday.

...but you refused to get your hopes up too much, even if all things were logically pointing to that. A surprise party could still co-exist with acknowledgment of a birthday throughout the day, so you weren’t optimistic.

A knock on your door suspended your thought, and you were honestly happy for the intrusion. The endless amount of thoughts were giving you a bit of a headache, and you knew it wasn’t so great thinking so negatively either.

Out of all the people it could have been, you weren't expecting it to be Ylgr, Gunnthrá's little sister.

Oddly enough, there was a strange amount of despair on her face, as if something had spooked her.

"What's wrong, Ylgr?" you wasted no time in cutting right to the chase.

"You're needed at the dining hall, right now!" she answered… oddly enthusiastically, something that juxtaposed her expression. Refusing to elaborate in the slightest, she ran off, leaving you a little puzzled.

The difference in her tone and face made you believe she was trying to trick you in some way. You weren't sure if she was the prankster type, or if she was just being strange like all the other people you had talked to today.

Regardless, you couldn't take chances here. There was a possibility she was speaking seriously here, and it would be terrible if you stayed put because the girl couldn't articulate herself convincingly enough.

Therefore, you made your way towards the dining hall, and before you even arrived, you were noticing even more anomalies. Barely anyone was around, and as you thought about what this could mean, your body remained on autopilot.

You didn't even notice how dark it was in the dining hall as you entered it; you were only brought back to reality when the lights suddenly turned on and a bombardment of happy cheers entered your ears.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"

The unison of all voices startled the fuck out of you, but warm hands suddenly wrapping themselves around your stomach was the sudden relaxation you needed to calm down.

The adorable giggle that followed confirmed who the perpetrator was.

"Happy birthday, my dear," Gunnthrá was trying her best not to laugh, that much you could tell. She was trying her best to sound soothing. "Do you like your surprise?"

You scanned the surroundings, realizing pretty much every individual who you had talked to earlier in the day was present. The dining hall, naturally, was littered with food, many of which looked like your favorites.

"...I'm a little ashamed I didn't expect this," you confessed. "A surprise party felt too obvious."

"That was the intention," Gunnthrá laughed, sounding understandably proud of herself. "I knew if I made it obvious there was a surprise party, you'd think the possibility was a red herring."

"Since when were you so devious?"

"My husband is a tactician. I learned from the best."

Hearing her say that made your heart skip a beat. You adored how much of a sweet talker she could be. Gunnthrá was the kindest wife one could ask for, always listening to you whenever you needed to chat, and more than willing to offer her advice, support, and comfort. It wasn't shocking her plan had worked, considering she knew you better than anyone, and that meant she'd know exactly how you'd think and react. You had to commend her for tricking you, and although it didn’t feel so great to experience loneliness on your birthday, you knew why she had done what she did… and besides, you knew of ways she could adequately ‘apologize’.

You shook those thoughts out of your head. There was a time and a place for some cheeky imagination, and this clearly wasn’t one of them.

Now that there was no need to keep the party a secret, the festivities commenced, and it was enjoyable watching all the heroes begin having fun.

But you found yourself experiencing quite a strange problem, hindering you from participating.

You could not move.

Well, you could, but you didn’t want to.

Gunnthrá was still holding you, and her embrace was luscious and highly appreciated after the doubt-filled day you had been through. Every worry and fear you had faded away within minutes. You sunk into her body, and although it was a little awkward to do so while standing, the tranquility of her soft body mitigated any discomfort.

You honestly would have had no problems staying like this forever, but rightfully so, your wife knew it wasn’t for the best.

"Dear, this is your party. We should enjoy it while it lasts,” she gradually released her arms, causing you to stumble a little, but you found your footing. You groaned a little childishly, but you felt justified considering how tough the day had been. Fortunately, she knew exactly how to amend your mood. "But if it's comfort you seek… I can provide a lot of that later tonight, if you like."

The words alone were enough to deduce what she meant, but the tone she said them in sent a delightful shiver down your spine. Gunnthrá could speak so incredibly seductively if she wanted to, and the tender volume of her voice was the cherry on top.

Part of you wished she hadn’t said such a thing, for now, it wouldn’t leave your mind! It was amusing that you had only just dispelled lewd thoughts from your mind, only for her to make them erupt back into existence.

Even as you took part in the celebrations, ate lots of food, and talked to lots of people… Gunnthrá’s seducing words could not escape from the forefront of your mind.

You had a suspicion she knew this too, as she always remained close by, more than willing to provide some snuggles whenever you desired them. Everybody knew she was quite the affectionate person, so they didn’t suspect a thing. What they didn’t know was how much of an effect she was having on your concentration. Her teasing was borderline intoxicating!

Regardless, you tried your best to enjoy the party. Gunnthrá had still arranged it, and there was much fun to be had, but you knew the most memorable part of the night had yet to arrive.

Against all odds, you persevered, successfully managing to have a good time at the party despite how wonderfully plagued your imagination was. There was a degree of sadness about the event ending, since it was fun, but you could not ignore the brewing excitement regarding what was going to happen next.

“I hope you had a good time, dear,” Gunnthrá once again embraced you, the comfort of her clothing and body more than enough to make you melt.

“I did. Thank you for arranging all this,” you answered her, trying your best to remain calm, even though you could feel your heart starting to beat erratically.

Gunnthrá tightened her grasp around you, humming happily to herself. She was always fond of cuddling whether it was in private or public and her love for hugs definitely had a role to play in the bedroom regarding her favorite positions.

Her tighter grip pushed her breasts up against your back, and although you were separated from them through your clothing and hers, it was still enough to mess with your head severely.

“You’ve received a lot of presents, too!” Gunnthrá shared her observation. It was true; you had received a variety of gifts-- perhaps too many, but luckily, they could be kept here overnight and delivered to your quarters in the morning. “But I wondered if you’ve noticed something strange.”

That was a vague comment, but it successfully piqued your curiosity. “What do you mean?”

“I haven’t given you your present yet…” Gunnthrá whispered into your ear, her hot breath messing with your mind even further.

“...w-well, what is your present then…?” you tried your best not to stutter, but naturally, you failed. On the plus side, it made her confidence soar.

Gunnthrá stood up, looking down at you with an incredibly warm blush, something that contrasted with her cheeky smile.

“Come to your room in ten minutes, and you’ll find out,” she answered. “I need some time to prepare myself, but it will be worth it. Oh, and this should go without saying, but do come alone, dear...”

You were starting to get a little worried for your weary heart! It was pounding a little too much.

Despite how confident she had spoken, you could just about detect signs of nerves in her voice. You didn’t mention it, but you welcomed it, thankful she was at least feeling similarly to how you were. Some imbalance was healthy, and you couldn’t deny that the thought of her being a little shy over giving you a present was utterly precious.

Since she was your wife, you had already slept with Gunnthrá more times than you could count, and while it was always absolutely fantastic, neither you nor she had adventured beyond the basics. It was, of course, very easy to deduce that her present was going to involve sex, but you were really curious if she’d be willing to do more adventurous things. There were definitely things you wanted to do, but there had never really been a good opportunity to bring them up-- until now, that is. Without a doubt, you knew this was going to be one of your most memorable birthdays.

Gunnthrá promptly left, and it felt like it took an eternity for the next ten minutes to pass. You helped with some clean-up in the meantime, but many of the party participants helping with cleaning up were adamant you shouldn’t help due to it being your birthday. You didn’t protest them much, since your mind was pretty preoccupied already.

After the designated time finally passed, you left, power-walking back to your quarters. Every minute that passed made your heartbeat grow more frantic, until, at long last, you arrived at your room. You took a moment to breathe, finally opening the door and entering.

What you saw was like a dream, fitting for one who had affinity over them.

Gunnthrá had never looked so gorgeous.

She had purposefully posed herself in a way that highlighted many areas of her body, and was wearing lingerie that placed a tremendous amount of emphasis on her cleavage and her thighs-- coincidentally what you liked most about her body.

The room was lit up with candles, but they were primarily focused around the bed, effectively highlighting her.

Upon noticing your presence, she tried her best to smile mischievously, but she was struggling to maintain herself. Her nerves were apparent, and although that lack of control over them made her a little flustered, you could not deny they were amplifying her appeal dramatically.

Fortunately, seeing your awestruck expression provided her with the confidence boost she sorely needed.

“...happy birthday, dear,” she said quietly, smiling warmly. She was undeniably thrilled that you liked how she looked. “I picked this outfit out as a present for you. Do you like it?”

The lingerie was rather basic, simply covering up her chest and crotch with fancy material, but it complemented her general physique and hair color wonderfully. Special attention was given to her thighs through the use of long socks, making them look even more plump than usual. She looked amazing… and very, very, delicious!

"Like it? I love it."

Hearing your vocal approval made her smile even warmer.

"Well then…" Gunnthrá chuckled. "I’m all yours."

She didn't need to say anything more for you to know what to do next. A delicious meal was awaiting you, and there wasn't any reason to hold back now, was there?

Gunnthrá had put so much effort into making your birthday a wonderful one. It was time to reward her, while indulging in the greatest gift of them all; it was a win-win.

Smashing your lips against hers had never felt so satisfying. Gunnthrá was completely caught off guard when you lunged at her, unable to resist her sexy body any longer. It was like your first kiss all over again. An extraordinary amount of passion could be felt in the embrace, but unlike the first kiss, it quickly transitioned into something more feisty. Your tongue begged for entry into her mouth, and she happily complied. You had eaten many tasty treats during the party, but nothing was quite on the level of her delightful lips.

Although the kiss was immensely satisfying, it only amplified your hunger. Fortunately, there were countless ways to indulge yourself. The snogging session came to a close when she needed to breathe, but you hastily disrupted her lungs by bombarding her neck with intoxicating peck after intoxicating peck. It was a little cruel to not give her a moment to rest, but doing this always resulted in her most exhilarating moans.

You kept up the pressure, moving your hand to her tit. Although the lingerie blocked you from accessing the full tranquillity of her breast, what you could feel and dig your fingers into was a worthwhile appetizer for the time being.

"G-Gods…" Gunnthrá's voice was already distorted beyond belief, but you could tell she was loving how you were treating her. "You… ah… didn't even give me a chance to tell you… something important!"

It was difficult for her to speak considering how addicting her neck was, but you heard her loudly and clearly. You reluctantly backed off, but you weren't sure how long you'd be able to restrain yourself for.

"I… want to start a family with you," she spoke, a degree of timidness, but an equal amount of excitement, emerging from her lips. "Today is a good day for me, so… I'm sure I don't need to tell you what you need to do now, right?"

During precious intimacy with Gunnthrá, you had withheld from cumming inside her. She hadn’t said anything against having a baby, but you figured it was better to be safe rather than sorry.

But now… she wanted you to cum inside her.

Despite how hot that was, you couldn't ignore her first comment. She wanted to start a family! It warmed your heart wonderfully, though once again you were worried it was beating a little too wildly.

Who could blame you though? The love of your life wanted to have children, and you couldn’t ask for a better mother.

You wanted to start a family with her. You wanted to grow old with her. You wanted to spend the rest of your life with her. This was why you married her, after all.

She was perfect.

You kissed her one more time. You didn't escalate it; you merely wanted to feel her soft touch before you spoke. It felt right.

"I love you, Gunnthrá," you spoke warmly to her. “I want to have a child too.”

She smiled radiantly. She did nothing to hold back the tears of joy forming in her eyes. "I love you too."

Planting a small kiss on her forehead, you returned the smile. It was now time for you to give her what she wanted; it was what you wanted too.

Pinning her down and taking her right there and then sounded appealing, but there was still so much you wanted to do first; for instance, you were a little tired of her breasts being hidden away. Luckily enough, it was not challenging to remove the fancy bra she was wearing; it had served its purpose as a visual tease, but now you wished to see her in all its glory. As you gradually removed her bra, your wife contributed by speeding up the process, specifically focusing on unhooking her bra from the back. She wanted you to see her as soon as possible, for she knew you always loved what you saw.

Gunnthrá was well-endowed to say the absolute least. Not even a firm grasp of your hand could cover her entire breast, but that just meant there was so much squishy softness to sink your hands into.

Although she had plans to be a mother, her boobs were not yet producing milk. Despite that, you were happy to get a head start by sucking upon them passionately, even if there was no warm nectar to drink. Gunnthrá's nipple still had a nice taste to it regardless. It was sweet but not too strong, but what you loved the most was how she reacted to the stimulation, and that was usually in rambunctious cries of joy. Her tits were sensitive, her nipples especially so. You played with them endlessly, mesmerized by how wonderful it felt to taste and touch them, and how delightful her moans were. Gunnthrá was not afraid to let out her voice around you, and you were glad; the sounds were unbelievably sexy.

You could do this all day if you wanted to, but your appetite had not yet been satisfied. There was something you could do that could quench your thirst more efficiently, and without a doubt, it would result in a reaction even grander.

The only issue was that you hadn't done it before, but there were always first times for everything, wasn't there?

Gunnthrá could tell what you had planned when you started smooching her tummy, gradually working your way down.

To help you, she pulled her panties down before you could do it yourself. You looked up at her, seeing so much need in her face. She was apprehensive, but it was little compared to how turned on she was… and you could tell due to how unbelievably drenched she was.

And you liked that. It would make her taste even better, right?

Well, there was only one way to find out.

As soon as you dug in, sliding your tongue against her folds, many of your senses were stimulated in exotic ways.

Her pussy had a surprisingly strong taste to it. It was almost overwhelming, but you didn't back off when you heard her cry out-- she was just as overwhelmed. Her voice was unbelievably colorful, and many of her moans were untamed in volume and ferocity, and you appreciated what that signified.

Remembering that a girl's clit was typically the most sensitive spot, you gave it a lot of special attention, and the seductive sounds became even more astonishing. You continued to eat her out with all the energy you could muster, and soon, that strong taste wasn't as prominent anymore; either you got used to the taste, or it faded without you noticing. Most importantly, it allowed you to give it your all without any disruption.

The only thing you lacked was her visual expression, mainly because her boobs were, for once, too big, stopping you from seeing her face. Regardless, you could just about see that she had her head tilted back, and there was much you could deduce from that.

Just in case she hadn't shared her complete love for what you were doing enough, her serene thighs slid up against your face. It was her way of not only begging you not to stop, but it also functioned like a reward for your effort. They felt so unbelievably cushiony and smooth! You had to be careful you didn't relax too much.

But you were determined to see this through to the end. You weren't going to stop until she was crying out your name, and her body was spasming uncontrollably.

You knew that moment wasn't far off. Her thighs were starting to gradually crush you, but such a feeling could never feel bad with how creamy they were. It did alter how effectively you could eat her out, but simply putting more strength into it fixed your problem. Gunnthrá's wondrous sounds were more than enough to keep you determined as well.

"Ah… I'm… really close…" she managed to warn you, and immediately you noticed how wild her voice had become. She often only sounded this distorted while making love, so you were loving that you were having this much of an effect on her already.

Even as your jaw was starting to hurt and your stamina was beginning to wane, you refused to allow it to hinder your efforts. You continued to lick her all over, addicted to the nectar and moans she was producing. As her body started to rumble, you knew she was about to experience the ultimate euphoria.

With a loud moan, Gunnthrá lost control over her body. She shook endlessly, but as volatile as her body was, it was nowhere near on the level as her cries of pleasure. Her soft, chubby thighs crushed your face, granting you a soothing pleasure as well despite how dramatically her body was quivering. Even as she lost herself to emotion and pleasure, you still opted to eat her out, knowing that if it prolonged her pleasure by even a little, it was worth it.

...of course, you didn't exactly have a choice in the matter considering how crushing her legs were… but you didn't mind that one bit.

Gunnthrá took some time to calm down, but she clearly needed it with how monstrous her breathing was. As you escaped her thighs, you immediately began to miss their sanctuary. Although you were tempted to dig back in, you knew she needed rest, and besides, her tranquil expression was rewarding to see.

"...ah… that was… divine…" Gunnthrá sounded especially satisfied, and that smile of hers never faltered as she spoke to you. "But… I must say… this is your birthday… yet... I feel like I'm the one who received a present!"

"On the contrary, you were the tastiest thing I've eaten all day," you knew exactly how to respond.

Gunnthrá couldn't resist the urge to grin massively at your response. "Still, there is something I'd like to try. Could you sit on the edge of the bed?"

You nodded, doing as you were told. You wanted to know what she had planned, and the fastest way to find out was to comply.

As she wiggled out of bed, it was clear her balance was still off, but her stumbling was adorable to witness.

Gunnthrá eventually knelt in front of you, gifting you with a view of her wonderful smile.

Understandably, you had pitched quite the tent, but Gunnthrá was more than happy to provide some much-needed relief. She pulled down your leggings hastily, fishing out the cock she loved.

Merely feeling her hand wrap around your dick was unbelievable. It sent the most thrilling chill down your spine, and upon seeing your expression, your wife giggled and grinned. It was a mischievous little smile, and you soon realized why she looked so cheeky.

Gunnthrá's breasts were beautiful, and you had suckled upon them too many times to count. However, she had yet to use them to pleasure you more directly, but it seemed she wanted to change that today. It was convenient she wanted to do this, since it was something you had been desiring for a while too.

Due to the sheer volume of their size, it was effortless for her to wrap them around your member, and what you witnessed and felt was spectacular. Gunnthrá's bosom swallowed your cock immediately, and immediately you could feel an absurd warmth coiling around your sensitive shaft. They were large, sweaty, and so, so, soft, and that was especially prominent when your reaction prompted her to play with them. Every inch of your cock was rubbed by her squishy breasts, and while it was obvious she was experimenting with how to effectively give a titfuck, you were already being soaked in tranquility.

"...I have been thinking of doing this for a while," Gunnthrá commented. "But I was a little nervous that I wouldn't do well… yet, judging from how mesmerized you look, it looks like my nerves were misplaced, hmm?"

It was difficult to speak due to how heavenly her bosom felt, but she deserved a rewarding answer. "It feels… wonderful…"

Gunnthrá momentarily let go of her breasts, and as they drifted to the side, revealing your warmed-up cock, it was only then that you truly realized just how large they truly were. Showing how well she had done her research, Gunnthrá then dribbled down onto your cock, using her hand to spread the saliva until your member was shining. You had noticed she had struggled a little with moving effectively; therefore, a little lubrication would allow her to slide her breasts around at a fast pace.

And that was exactly what she did. Gathering all her strength, she started giving you a titfuck that was heavenly not just because it was pleasurable, but because it was insanely relaxing. You instinctively thrust back a little in unison with the rhythm she was building up, and even this was barely enough to occasionally let your head slip out of her warm embrace.

But just as you were starting to feel tremendously good and you believed you were close to your peak, Gunnthrá abruptly stopped, backing away without warning.

She saw your look of confusion and giggled. Since when was she this cruel?

“I’m glad that made you feel good, dear,” she talked before you could question what she was doing. “But I don’t want you to cum-- not here.”

Gunnthrá winked, making your heart race. You hadn’t forgotten what she had said earlier, and thanks to it and all the things that had happened since, you were raring to go.

It was honestly a miracle you hadn’t lost yourself and pounced on her, but Gunnthrá was outright daring you to do just that with her position. She laid down on her back, spreading her legs far. It was by no means an elaborate position, but it didn’t need to be to make you salivate.

“...let’s make a baby.”

Hearing her say that was intoxicating. She sounded thrilled, nervous, and even a little embarrassed. The emotions blended together creating the most seductive package in existence, and that was when you knew you had to take her right there and then.

Merely positioning yourself in front of her and sliding your cock against her folds was enough to send surges of incredible pleasure throughout both your bodies. She breathed heavily, but didn’t prevent her volatile body from stopping her smile from fading. Both you and your wonderful wife were at the peak of sensitivity, and it was time to take advantage of that.

Emotions grew rampant as your cock slid into her effortlessly. The scorching warmth and humidity generated a pleasure so grand that it was barely comprehensible, but despite how heavenly you felt, the forefront of your mind stayed locked on giving her what you both wanted. You fought against the tranquility as it amplified dramatically, pushing further and further in until you could no longer fit anything else inside her. Gunnthrá wailed with a voice that sounded both broken and holy. It was undeniable that sublime surges of serenity were soaring through her being, likely due to you pushing up against her cervix and opening her up so much. Regardless, she still latched onto consciousness, raising her arms in a needy manner.

You knew what this signified. Adjusting your position, you climbed onto her, meeting her in an absurdly messy kiss while you were fully inside her soaking snatch. Her quivering legs landed on your back, pushing you closer towards her; there was nothing as tranquil as the feeling of her silky body tickling every inch of yours.

The influx of emotions and pleasure was simply too much for you, nor her, to handle any longer. Instincts began to take over, and strength you didn’t know you had guided you as you started to pound her. The thrusts were merciless and sudden, but you could see and hear how positively she reacted, and as always, it was marvelous.

It was a miracle you were even able to pound her as ruthlessly as you were. Your body was beginning to ache, and the level of sweat was off the charts… but it mattered little when it felt so good.

Gunnthrá’s groans were as heavenly as ever, but their spot as the number one loudest thing in the room was being threatened by the sloppy sounds of your crotch slamming against hers. It was a chaotic sound, and hearing both in unison was maddening. Your hips were on auto-pilot at this point, moving at a consistent and fast rhythm that always pushed your cock up against her cervix, and each time that happened, Gunnthrá received a spark of pleasure she could barely comprehend. Her pussy responded appropriately, heating up dramatically and tightening up, but your cadence wasn’t disturbed due to her becoming more slippery as well.

“F-Fa… Fuuck meeeee…”

That voice didn’t even sound like Gunnthrá any longer due to how distorted she sounded, yet it was still mesmerizing. The sheer desire was heard, and you gave her exactly what you wanted, accelerating as much as you could without your body collapsing on the spot; you were definitely going to be sore after this all concluded, but so long as the pinnacle of pleasure was reached by the both of you, it mattered not.

But maintaining the rhythm was a challenging task, and you were fully aware that any disruption could delay that ultimate feeling you both desired.

However, you were determined-- beyond determined.

You were making love to the love of your life. You were making love to Gunnthrá. Although your body was begging you to stop and take a break, you refused those subconscious feelings with all your might. Every ounce of energy you could muster went to pounding her, and in doing so, you were rewarded with even more determination with how incredibly warm and snug she grew. Her soothing body, most notably the bountiful breasts that were digging into your chest, provided enough tranquility to avoid exhaustion, and they would be especially rewarding to relax into once you fulfilled your task.

Without losing your rhythm one bit, you continued to fuck her. Gunnthrá’s cries increased in volume, until at last, she could not raise it any higher. Her voice, exhausted beyond belief, refused to cooperate with her, resulting in crackling sounds of pleasure that were still a joy to hear. Sweat dripped down your face onto hers. Despite everything, she still maintained her smile. She was happy. She was more than happy.

That smile only began to fracture when she experienced a pleasure so grand, she lost control over her body.

You felt it too when she tightened up dramatically. Gunnthrá cried your name, and the sudden surge of everything was finally enough to make your body stop.

But it didn’t matter. She was experiencing the most heavenly orgasm of her life, and the sudden compactness of her pussy and how vigorously it was rubbing against your shaft was all you needed to reach your own too.

“Iiinnnnshiiideeeee…” she begged you, and without warning, she met you in a kiss that was barely stable. She groaned loudly into your mouth, and you promptly joined her chorus as her pussy squeezed your cock relentlessly, eager to taste every last drop. Your eyes blurred and your ears rang as you let loose your load directly into her womb, painting it white, and hopefully granting the wish you both shared.

The dual climaxes shattered any resemblance of endurance remaining in your bodies. You collapsed onto your loving wife, embracing her in the tightest hug as each body granted the other relief.

You remained locked in this position with her for what felt like an eternity, but you didn’t mind one bit.

You felt safe. She felt safe. You were satisfied. She was satisfied. You felt loved. She felt loved.

Even as you both drifted off to slumber, she was still there, in your dreams. You dreamt of cuddling her for a long period of time, and when consciousness finally returned to the both of you, it was wonderful to experience the dream continue in reality. Soon enough, a soothing kiss commenced, followed by a multitude of chuckles, and a desire to cuddle even further.

Gunnthrá was the first to speak. Her voice had regained most of its composure, yet somehow, it sounded even more calming.

“I love you…”

You were still sleepy, mainly due to how tranquil her body felt, but you were awake enough to answer her hastily, and there was only one appropriate way to respond to her.

“I love you too…”

Gunnthrá smiled warmly. “Did you enjoy your present?”

You managed to gaze up at her, unable to hold back a smug look. “I feel like saying I enjoyed it would be an understatement.”

“I am glad to hear that… really glad, actually!” Gunnthrá confessed. Her response was reasonable considering the number of nerves she had expressed throughout the day, but everything had paid off in the end. You felt like the luckiest guy in Askr.

There was one small concern on your mind though. A humorous one, admittedly, but you felt the need to share it. Besides, her response would undeniably be interesting. “...what do I get you for your birthday now? I’m not sure I can top that.”

“...I wouldn’t mind you giving me exactly the same thing,” she was as bold as ever. It was the perfect response. “But… this already feels like an early birthday present. Or maybe it’ll be a late one! We’ll see in about nine months, perhaps.”

Her perfect response became even more perfect.

“I love you so much, Gunnthrá,” you had to tell her. It would feel wrong if you didn’t! “I can’t wait for us to raise a family together.”

“I love you too, and I am so happy to have a child with the one I love the most,” Gunnthrá giggled warmly, stroking your hair. She would already treat you rather motherly after sex, but you appreciated the comfort immensely. However, you could tell from her expression that something was on her mind. “You know… cumming inside me doesn’t necessarily guarantee I’ll get pregnant…”

“Oh?”

You knew where she was going with this, obviously, but you wanted to hear her say it. She definitely wanted to say it herself too.

“I think it might be a good idea if we went for a second round,” she admitted, a crimson blush forming on her face rapidly. “Maybe a third, and a fourth… just to make sure I actually get pregnant…”

It was a ridiculous notion.

You were both absurdly exhausted and had only regained some of your energy. To ask for a second round was ridiculous. To ask for even more was ludicrous!

...but it was her, so you didn’t mind at all.

“Let’s do it.”