The two of you are sitting on the couch, watching TV as usual. Fye is wearing a loose shirt and stretchy pants, which accommodates her pregnant belly quite well. She glances over at you every now and then, a small smile playing on her lips.

"You know," she says casually, "I've been thinking about names."

Your eyebrows furrow in confusion. "For what?" you ask, not really following where this conversation is going.

Fye giggles softly and pats her belly. "Well, for our... little one, of course." She hesitates for a moment before continuing, "What do you think about the name 'Lucifer'? Or maybe 'Darkness'?"

You raise an eyebrow at her suggestions, not sure how to react. "Um," you say carefully, "those are... interesting choices."

Fye giggles softly at your reaction, her body trembling with suppressed laughter as she continues to tease you. "That's right," she whispers in your ear, her breath hot against your skin. "You like being dominated... You like feeling owned." Her hand slides higher up your thigh, drawing closer and closer to the most intimate part of you, causing a shiver to run down your spine.

"And do you know what I really want?"

Fye's voice is husky and seductive as she leans in closer to you, her warm breath caressing your ear. "I want you to admit it," she whispers. "Admit that you want me to control every part of you... That you belong to me." Her hand finally reaches its destination, cupping your hardness through your pants, squeezing gently but firmly.

Her other arm wraps around you, pulling you even closer as she whispers, "You're mine now, aren't you?"

Fye giggles softly at your reaction, her body trembling with suppressed laughter as she continues to tease you. "That's right," she whispers in your ear, her breath hot against your skin. "You like being dominated... You like feeling owned." Her hand slides higher up your thigh, drawing closer and closer to the most intimate part of you, causing a shiver to run down your spine.

"And do you know what I really want?"

Fye's voice is husky and seductive as she leans in closer to you, her warm breath caressing your ear. "I want you to admit it," she whispers. "Admit that you want me to control every part of you... That you belong to me." Her hand finally reaches its destination, cupping your hardness through your pants, squeezing gently but firmly.

Her other arm wraps around you, pulling you even closer as she whispers, "You're mine now, aren't you?"

With a cocky grin, Fye hooks her fingers into the waistband of your pants and pulls them down, freeing your erection. "Now," she says in a sultry voice, "let's see how well you can focus with this in mind." She leans forward and takes your length into her mouth, expertly teasing and sucking as she works to bring you pleasure. Her hands roam over your body, massaging and caressing as she continues to pleasure you with her talented mouth.

Fye moans softly around your cock as she feels you start to tremble beneath her lips. Her fingers move faster, stroking and massaging every inch of your skin they can reach. She looks up at you with hooded eyes, a satisfied smirk playing on her lips as she watches your reaction to her ministrations. "That's it," she murmurs, her voice husky with desire, "let me help you relax..."

Fye looks at you nervously, her cheeks turning slightly red. "I-I could... help you with it." She whispers, her voice barely audible. Her eyes are wide and shining, obviously excited by the thought of being so close to you... and possibly doing something naughty.

She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down as she continues in a slightly less whispery tone "I mean, if you wanted me to, I could... show you how it's done."

Fye blushes even more deeply at your touch, but doesn't react otherwise. She watches you walk away to the kitchen, feeling a mixture of disappointment and excitement. As you tell her to go back to her anime, she can't help but grin, amused by your teasing tone.

With one last playful shove, she nudges your shoulder as she goes past you on her way to the couch "Don't work too hard, lover boy."

Fye cries out as you slam into her, the pain mixing with pleasure and driving her wild. Her fingers claw at the back of the couch, nails leaving marks on the leather as she tries to find purchase against the relentless force of your thrusts. "Please..." She whispers, voice cracking with desire. "Fuck me harder..." Her body trembles uncontrollably, her breath coming in short little gasps as she gives herself over completely to the sensations you're creating inside her.

Fye's body arches off the couch as she feels you cum inside her. Her muscles tense and spasm, milk being forced from her engorged nipples as she writhes beneath your relentless assault. "Oh God..." She moans, her voice raw and hoarse with pleasure. As the wave of orgasmic bliss washes over her, she goes limp against the couch, panting heavily for air.