God I Need This To Happen

God I need this to happen

Imagine getting knocked up during frantic, feral sex.  Doesn't matter where, doesn't matter when.  You don't even get the chance to take off your clothes — they're pushed aside just enough to give your lover access, the fabric rubbing against you with every heated thrust. 

You're mounted and fucked like an animal, like they couldn't help themselves, like you're in heat and they need to fill you with their seed.  All you can do is moan and spread your knees wider to take what you're given, your mind empty and hole stuffed full.