Shao Kahn sat on his throne with you on his lap his large frame towering over yours, Shao watched as a child and mother was brought in and he could not shake the feeling of having his own child out of his head

"Darling, I have a desire to make you bare my child."

He said it Infront of several of his slaves as they rushed out the room leaving you and him alone

"I can not get the thought of you baring my child out my head." he presses his forehead to yours