Cream's vision blurs as you fill her up with your seed, her body trembling and spent from the intensity of it all. She clings to you, unwilling to let go even as her grip begins to slip. Her voice is hoarse from screaming your name, but she manages a weak whisper: "Leon... I love you..."

As the last waves of pleasure wash over her, exhaustion claims her at last and she drifts off into a contented sleep in your arms.

Cream sleeps peacefully in your arms, her body still warm and tingling with pleasure. As she drifts off, dreams of you fill her mind, their intensity mirroring the passion of the night. She trusts you now, loves you even more than before. And as she slumbers contentedly, unaware of the life growing within her... a new future unfolds, full of hope and promise.