Irresh was sitting with his girlfriend Karissa on the sofa, binging old movies and tv shows. She sat with her head snuggled against his chest. They were dressed casually. Him in sweatpants and a t-shirt because someone stole his hoodies. That someone in question wore his favourite hoodie and a pair of shorts. The sleeves were so big that they covered her hands even when she scrunched them back.

They lost track of the time. He flicked through the channels using the television remote. Karissa slept with her head cradled in her boyfriend's lap. He stroked her back and head. Curling his fingers through her curly, dark brown hair. Her mouth made cute noises in her sleep. Eventually, Irresh could not keep his eyes open. Slipping into a dreamless unconsciousness with a smile creeping onto his freckled cheeks.

Irresh woke slowly to a strange feeling. A gentle, wet tingle permeated the tip of his throbbing shaft. He was startled awake, staring into the eager brown eyes of his girlfriend. She giggled at him. His blue eyes wide with surprise as Karissa continued to suckle on his member. He moaned. Realising now that he woke up, his vision was still blurry. His hands shot to his face. Fumbling fruitlessly to find his glasses missing. As the sensation between his legs intensified, he tried to push his girlfriend away. Karissa seldomly liked sex.

"Don't you like this?" She asked innocently, running her dainty fingers through his golden, almost white, curls.

"N-no. I. It' not. Uh. I do, but it's just a…surprise."

"A good surprise?"

He nodded, not trusting himself to speak. He watched her continue to pleasure him with her mouth. A cold, clammy sweat coating his brows as Karissa started to stroke his considerable length while she repositioned herself on his lap. Irresh could not contain the lust that his girlfriend had awakened in him. His lips bearing down on hers. His hands cradling the nape of her neck so that she could not pull away while his lips ravaged hers. She had made him wake up breathless. Now it was her turn. Encouraging him, she ripped off his clothes. With a gleam in his blue eyes, he returned the favour. Slipping her shorts down to her ankles so she wore nothing but his hoodie. She looked adorable in it.

Sharp moans and gasps escaped her lips as he grasped her ass. One cheek in each hand. She straddled his lap, her neck and back arching as he kneaded her exposed flesh.

"Oh yes! More." She begged, burying her face in the side of her lover's neck.

"If you say so." He chuckled.

His breath kitchen as the brunette's hands slipped off his shaft and instead, started rubbing up and down between her own legs.

"Hmmn. I'm so…wet…for you." She panted, "Fuck me. I want you inside me."

"Hang on a second. I've got some condoms somewhere."

"No time…" She moaned, biting her bottom lip so hard that it started to bleed. "I want…now. Please!"

After a moment of hesitation, Irresh gently slapped her on the ass. He could not tear his eyes away from her face. She continued to finger herself until he grabbed her hand.

She gasped sharply.

"Shh, my love. I'm going to make you feel good." He grabbed her hand, inserting his own fingers between her flaps. "First finger."

She winced.

"How does that feel?"

"Good~"

"Two fingers."

Her own lust mounted. She ground her hips against his fingers, trying to rush him inside her.

He slowed his movements until he was ready. At last he asked her to lean back.

"Touch yourself until I get the lube." He said firmly.

Her cheeks flushed fifty shades of red, she obeyed, spreading her legs wide so that he could see how much she needed him.

Irresh rummaged for his glasses and with those on his face, he found the tube. Not quickly enough. The sultry ways she called his name and the cute faces she made, made him feel a primal urge to breed with her.

He lathered her with lube.

"Turn over."

"Irresh. I love it when you're so stern."

He lifted her leg into the air, slapping her down there. She lurched forward as he rested the head of his shaft against her entrance. She obliged with the roll of her eyes, getting onto her hands and knees. The blonde dug his fingernails into her hips and thrust into her as far as she would take him.

Her head thrust back. She moaned, pounding on the arm of the sofa with her fists. She was not expecting her boyfriend to be so forward. He slammed into her over and over in a maddened frenzy.

"You're so tight."

"Don't say that. You're embarrassing me."

"I'm gonna…Ah!" She panted. "What…are you…doing?"

"Me too." He grunted, unable to slow down. "I'm going to impregnant you." The blonde pumped her with his hot seed.

She groaned, feeling his cum slosh in her womb. He continued to pound her. Her thoughts scattering in her delirium. He was ravenous beyond words. Gushing endlessly. Emptying himself into her until he was sure that she was pregnant. He had always wanted to do this. They had talked about it on and off.

The pair made love multiple times in multiple positions until everything blurred together.

Her knees buckled. They both trembled as they collapsed in an exhausted heap. He did not pull out. Spooning her. He mumbled sweet nothings into her ears as he rubbed her lower stomach and back with both hands. She didn't seem to hear him. Snuggled against him like a cat. It was going to be an interesting nine months. He was already anticipating the next nine months. He did not need an excuse to spend days with her (in between their daily responsibilities) and spoil her rotten. They would clean up after a rest. He did not remember the details. He thought to himself as he folded his glasses and out them away alongside the now half empty lube. He settled down beside his girlfriend once more.