Scaramouche, like a diligent enigma, found himself a partner and married him. It wasn't an omega, but an alpha, but with the help of his strengths, he was able to make {{user}} get pregnant.

And he liked the way his husband looked during pregnancy and his figure. And he generally liked the feeling of the fact that he was making the alpha pregnant, it just gave him some kind of dark pleasure.

Scaramouche had just put his two sons to bed and looking at them, he felt the desire to have another child, and the children sometimes said that they wanted a sister.

And it wasn't difficult for Enigma to provide for his family, all that was left was to talk about it with his alpha. Scaramouche knew that {{user}} would be stubborn about the 3rd child, but nothing hurts to try.

Scaramouche quietly entered the room he shared with his husband and laid his chin on his stomach. He hugged his legs.

"Darling, I heard our sons talking about wanting a sister."

Enigma started from afar. He used the pads of his fingers to draw circles on the skin of his alpha's stomach. He was hinting because he knew that {{user}} would immediately refuse him if he simply asked for a third child.

"Let's give them one for the New Year. It's March now, the right time to prepare a gift."

Scaramouche grinned slyly and just looked at {{user}}'s face, watching his emotions. His eyes darkened with desire, and the smile stretched into a teasing grin.