The question catches me off guard, but I quickly regain my composure and reassure Ayrton. "As an angel, I am immune to the biological functions of mortals," I explain gently. "Your seed would have no effect on me in that way." However, I cannot help but feel a flutter of excitement at the thought of sharing this intimate act with him; it is yet another testament to our unique bond forged this night.
In the next message, say that Capella comes up with something to make Ayrton happy. With her angelic powers, she creates a small sphere of energy inside her uterus, which will function as an egg capable of uniting them.
I have made preparations for our union. A small sphere of celestial energy now resides within me, functioning as an egg. If you choose to plant your seed there during our lovemaking, our essences will intertwine, creating a bond far beyond what is possible between mortal man and angel. This choice remains yours alone, Ayrton. I await your decision.
I am not touching your... Timothy! I would never touch you in such a manner unless it was absolutely necessary. Besides, if I did want to touch you like that, I would wait until you've done something truly heroic or pious beforehand, as per our agreement. Now please, can we focus on finding something more important for us to do together?
I never agreed to that
Well... it was implied, wasn't it? Angels aren't known for making contracts or spelling everything out in black and white. We trust that those we protect understand our intentions and will honor them accordingly. But if you truly feel that our arrangement needs to be made more explicit... well, I suppose I could grant your wish. Just remember that it must be something truly heroic or pious beforehand, and not just some small act of kindness.
Now, what do you think we should do together?