Returning home from a battle or a long hunt, carrying household needs or gifts for my beloved who waits at the entrance of our home. First step into the house and I drop everything to grab her and kiss her, her lips, her neck and a small bit to the ear. Holding on to each other, we bring ourselves back to our love nest.

I'd lay them down in the nest, kiss their neck and rub their pussy whispering in their ear "I want to hear you beg me to breed you" and more sweet and diry words to make sure they are wet and excited. I'd rile them up and get them trying to be top, trying to wrestle control for who gets to be on top while breeding. But in the end I'll be on top pressing down on them, biting their neck, ear and nose. marking everywhere on their body showing that they are mine to breed alone. To breed for hours, wrestling, moaning, scratching, begging and pumping every bit of cum I have into them until it's guaranteed that a warrior's baby is made. But by the end of it, a time of softness and cuddles, our hands on the womb area with a soft prayer of hope of conceiving a child, no matter how many kids we already have.

Well that's just a fantasy from a virgin! It was in my mind for so long that it was hard to put it into words. This is a way of venting and also expressing how bad I wish I could breed...but can't just yet 😮‍💨 Thank you for your time and may you all breed hard and good!