"A~Ae~Aether… I~I~aahh~"
Maelona's voice cracked as she tried to cover herself with shaking hands, her shoulders curling inward as she attempted to push Aether away. He was sucking her boobs so hard that milk dripped from them like a small, uncontrollable fountain.
"It… it happens sometimes," she stammered breathlessly. "After Aria was born, it… it never really stopped completely. Not much, just… sometimes. When I'm… when I feel too much. I don't know why, I~ Aahhh~"
Before she could hide herself any further, he caught her wrist gently, stopping her. With one firm but careful motion, he pinned her hands lightly above her head and looked straight into her eyes.
"Shhh," he murmured, his voice rough with something darker, hungrier. "Don't hide this from me."
Her breath hitched, eyes glassy with embarrassment and lingering need.
"A-Aether… it's for baby," she whispered, her voice tiny, mosquito-soft, as if she was too embarrassed to even let the words exist in the air.
