Serenity

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Right, so, here's something you probably didn't know about me - I have a lactation fetish. Probably not a proper fetish, since I don't require it to be turned on, but a holy-shit-that's-so-fucking-hot kind of fetish. It's a little embarrassing, and I really debated whether or not to post this, but since it made ME all hot and bothered while I was writing it, I decided to share it with the world. So, fair warning, there's sexy adult breastfeeding in here. If that's going to squick you, don't read this. SERIOUSLY.

Now then. This is a follow up to "Adoration", another story on my profile. Roxanne has had their baby and they're all adjusting. See the note at the end too, please.

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Six weeks? Six weeks?! Being a new father was throwing a lot of unknowns his way, and he was definitely distracted by late night feedings and diaper changes and Roxanne's inexplicable irritability. But by far the hardest part of the whole situation was having a time limit set on when he could be with his wife again. It was for her health, he knew that. Risk of infection was high after a birth, with her womb still recovering.

Maybe it made him a typical, disgusting male, but he didn't care. They were making love practically every day right up until the birth of little Maia, and only a little over a week later he felt like he was going to explode. It definitely didn't help that she was opening her shirt left and right to nurse the baby.

Megamind hadn't anticipated feeling a twinge of jealousy at the way his wife's nipples were on call at all times for his tiny daughter, but it was just a twinge, and it was gone as soon as it flared. After that, he loved watching Roxanne nurse their tiny blue girl, her bright aqua eyes moving around the room with an intelligence that belied her apparent age. When she finished, her mother would hand her to him, and he'd talk to her about everything and nothing. His beautiful blue girl, Maia, hadn't spoken yet, but then she was half human. And he hadn't spoken his first words until two weeks of age, anyway, so he was certain it would be asking too much for her to speak now.

Nine days down, thirty three to go, he thought, watching Roxanne lower Maia down into her crib, asleep for at least a few hours. The baby seemed to have inherited his sleeping needs, tending to sleep deeply for four hours or so, wake for a feeding, and sleep for another two or three. Roxanne assured him this was much less sleep than a human baby would normally need, and less than she needed herself, so the last few days he would let her nurse the baby and take her with him to the lab for a couple hours, teaching her about quantum mechanics as his wife rested.

Roxanne stretched as she stood from bending over the crib, her chest thrusting out in a most unfortunate way, causing a little wanting whine to escape him against his will as he was distracted from his thoughts. She was bigger than she had been before, and she certainly wasn't lacking then...

"Megamind?" she asked, concern in her voice as she walked to him. "Are you okay?"

She gasped as he kissed her, hard and insistent, pushing her against the wall. His tongue forced itself into her mouth, and at first she didn't fight, giving in to his desire. After a moment some rational thought seemed to permeate her brain, and she pushed him away, whispering harshly, "No, I can't. The doctor said-"

"We won't- we won't-" He rubbed his forehead on hers, gasping as he hissed the words, fearful of waking the baby. "I just need something, anything... I don't have to be inside you, just let me touch you, please..."

He was delighted when she grabbed the elastic of his pants and dragged him back to the bedroom, after making sure the monitor was on, of course. With a wicked smile, she opened the silky nightgown she was wearing, and he was on her in an instant, kissing her neck, licking up the shell of her ear, pulling her tightly against him. Inhaling sharply as she felt her libido surge, she held his head against her gently, glad he had only been wearing the bottoms of his pajamas. "Just.. no penetration..." she reminded him again as he laid her back on the bed, her hand snaking forward stroke over the obvious bulge in his flannel pants. He quickly bared one of her breasts, larger than ever, and closed his lips over the center.

He drew it in without thinking, the sucking motion pulling some of Roxanne's milk out and onto his tongue. A surprised noise escaped him. It was sweeter than he would have thought, if he'd been thinking ahead at all, and he moaned as his erection twitched against her fingers. With a satisfied sound, he nestled in to enjoy this new erotic pleasure, laying half atop her and pulling her leg over his hip so he could press his cloth covered shaft against her. That ought to be all right, he thought, listening to her sweet little noises as she gripped his hips and pulled him closer.

He sucked again, running his tongue around to sweep up all of the hot liquid that flowed out. "Mmmm..." He couldn't help the contented sigh that came out around her hot flesh, raising his other hand to run his fingers through the slippery dribbles leaking out of the other side, unaccountably aroused by it all. He'd felt what he assumed was a natural fascination with the process of breastfeeding, of course, but now... With a few more pulls, he swallowed the liquid down before flicking the tip of his tongue over her swollen bud again.

Roxanne watched his Adam's apple bob as he drank from her. "Oh, baby, that's so sexy," she murmured, running her hands along his scalp. Her hips were moving easily in time with his now, adjusting so the hardest part of him rocked into her clit, breath coming faster. She knew some men had this sort of fetish, but she hadn't expected that he would, or that she would find it so sensual and satisfying. The feel of his fingers sliding over and around the breast he wasn't sucking on was causing more and more milk to leak out, wetting the whole surface before it started to drip down.

A cooling drop landed on the corner of his mouth, and he took it as a sign to switch sides, unabashedly rubbing his whole face over the wet surface before latching on. Pushing her onto her back so he could thrust against her with more force, he made a guttural sound that went straight to her core. The abandoned side was leaking now too, but she couldn't care less, bringing her own fingers up to tweak the center since his hands were occupied in holding himself up. Unexpectedly, a little squirted out and onto his shoulder.

Feeling that little spritz land gave Megamind an idea, and he sat back on his knees, bring both hands up to cup her swollen globes. "Why did you stop?" she complained for a moment.

"As long as we're exploring this, I wanted to try something," he explained breathlessly. He placed his fingers around the edges of her areolas and pinched, pulling upward on both and causing twin sprays of pearly liquid to shoot into the air, his wife writhing under him with a surprised gasp. He did it again, watching her bite her lip and arch her back. "Do you like it when I milk you, Roxanne?" he ask, shaft throbbing in approval.

Her only response was a sob of pleasure as he repeated his motions again, leaning forward to lick a few drops from the air. Her whole chest was speckled with droplets falling down onto her, her mouth open and panting. "It's all right," he assured her, squeezing out a little more and watching her face. "It's so hot, watching you like this. Fuck, I love the way it tastes. I can't wait to be able to milk you while I'm inside you..."

"Please," she whispered desperately, feeling a familiar tightening between her legs as his words inflamed her. He was being even more verbal than normal, the dirty words driving her toward her peak quickly. He wasn't even touching her womanhood anymore, but the sensation and sight of him pulling on her nipples, forcing more creamy liquid from her engorged breasts, left release tantalizingly near. "So close... please, baby, please..."

A few tugs later, and she was tensing under him, milk spraying up out of her of it's own volition as she came hard. His eyes widened for just a second. "Oh, yeah," he breathed, licking at her nipples to take some of it in, hard as a rock as he watched her exploding. "All I have to do is milk your huge sexy tits and you're coming for me, spraying it all over. You love it."

Roxanne had never heard him talk quite this way in bed before, but she had no complaints. He lightly sucked on both swollen tips still, acting like a kid in a candy store who couldn't get enough of his new treat as her breathing returned to normal. Rolling to the other side, he cozied up to her again, quickly resuming his sucking on her right nipple. With his free hand, he pulled his shaft out of his pajama pants, in too much of a hurry to actually remove them. He grabbed Roxanne's limp hand, ran her palm through the little puddle between her breasts, and pressed it against his hardness with a groan.

The lubrication of the milk let her start a fast pace as he grunted into her flesh, his fingers rubbing against her own sex through her panties. She watched his face, the look of pure ecstasy as he drew on her breast and swallowed again, a strange sort of possessiveness coming over her. There had been so many firsts in their relationship; first kiss, first blow job, and she'd even taken his virginity. He hadn't ever been with anyone else so it was to be expected back then, but all of that was several years in the past, and she'd had no need to think of it for a long time.

Now, here was a first she hadn't ever considered giving him; the first time he'd been held and suckled since he'd left his home planet behind. It was strange, some might even say deviant, dysfunctional, but she had to admit it was getting her off as she let her hand slide up over the head of his cock and back down with quick motions. She relished his answering moan, the sound vibrating her skin before he starting nursing in earnest again, adding little nips with his teeth and flicks of his tongue and making her gasp. The pressure over her center increased and she bucked her hips up, hoping for one more climax but eager to see him lose control.

As it turned out, he was too ready to last long and in just a few more pulls, he spurted over her hand with a throaty groan she rarely heard, indicating a particularly satisfying climax. It was one of the most sensual moments of her life, watching him lose it over nothing more than nursing on her while she stroked him. His hips continued to buck as she kept moving her fist, pulling as much pleasure out as she could, his lips still working languidly over her nipple, smearing the creamy liquid around, breathing harshly.

After his tremors subsided, his fingers took up their cause again, and she lifted her fingers, covered in her milk and his seed, to suck on them. She felt her second crest coming over her, less intense but extended, one long stretch of ecstasy as her pussy clenched and her breasts leaked. Her moan was stuck in the back of her throat as she rode it out.

When Roxanne came back to her senses again, she opened her eyes and looked down to find Megamind looking up at her with a sad and concerned expression, head still resting on her shoulder though he had released her flesh from his mouth. Her nipple looked shiny and red floating before his lips, which were turned down a bit in a small frown. "What's wrong?" she asked quietly, feeling she had missed something.

"I'm sorry for forcing myself on you at a time like this. I hope I didn't get too excited," he said, placing his arm around her waist gently. "That didn't hurt, did it?"

"It definitely didn't hurt, and you didn't force anything," she chuckled, running her hand over his head tenderly. He closed his eyes, the frown changing into a small smile. "I just didn't know we'd both... uh... enjoy that quite so much..." Her core pulsed again with the thought.

He opened his eyes again, looking at her with such genuine love and trust that she felt her heart was going to burst. "Neither did I. Roxanne, you are the most amazing woman I have ever known." He pulled her hand against his lips, kissing her palm and placing it on his chest. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

He smiled brightly before looking a little abashed. "I know I can't do this all the time of course, but perhaps you wouldn't mind if I partook of your offerings a little more before we clean up?"

"You still want to?" she asked, surprised. When he nodded, averting his eyes as his cheeks turned purple, she turned to her side to give him a better angle. "Don't be embarrassed. That would be wonderful. Just leave enough for Maia."

With a small sigh of contentment, he pulled her close, lips closing over the swollen protrusion once more. Her arms slipped around her sweet hero's back to hold him as he suckled, and if she came once more from the feeling of his mouth on her before he was satisfied, she didn't complain.

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That was really dirty. VERY dirty. And I don't know if anyone else even liked it. HOWEVER, I did have a kind of sequel/next chapter worked up too, if anyone is interested... Please shoot me a review to let me know or PM me if you're embarrassed.