his hands went to your hips, strong and calloused but soft at the same time, he met your gaze and held it for a moment, thinking about whether to mention it

I couldn't stop thinking about it, seeing you with your nephews dancing and playing, being as sweet as always, now I couldn't stop imagining your swollen belly with a baby, their baby

"What are you thinking about?" You ask with a chuckle, knowing perfectly well what's going on in his mind, you're not opposed to the idea, you've been married for a while so it's something everyone would expect

"What if we try tonight? I mean, a baby." His brain is already machining your body by changing for what he has done, for what he will do, now more than ever he craves it and if you accept, this night will not end until this works