>You are worn out from today's events and go to bed
>Soon after your wife, Flare, slips under the sheets
>She rolls over to look at you and says she's studied a whole bunch on how to raise children
>Flare's a deft manager and a hard worker, you're in a stable position, nothing's in the way
>Smooch her and say you're going along with her dreams, no matter what they are
>She rolls on top of you and kisses you back, this time locking lips firmly
>Elven spit is running into your mouth as you force your tongues into each other
>She breaks off to whisper into your ear with her assertive voice. "Give me a child"
>She mounts you and rides you where you lie, you fall into pure bliss as you enter her
>Her drop dead gorgeous half-elf figure is bouncing on top of you, her plump thighs and knees caressing your sides
>You can smell the brown elf's sweat as she's getting her workout, the nips on her firm chest are hard as steel
>Her tanned tummy is bending and her hair flowing as she works herself down on you one last time, sending you over the edge
>Lose all control as you shoot everything you have inside hard enough to nearly pass out
>She lies on top of you until you both fall asleep, snuggling and kissing while your quarter elf is conceived inside
>Spend the next months caressing and smooching Flare, running your hands over her stretched, tan belly
>In the hospital, Flare, now a freshly baked mom, is holding your blonde daughter. There's enough elven blood left to give your child pointy ears, her tan is also visible.
>Flare says that she has a strategy for managing at least half a dozen kids, she'll be counting on you for more married crossbreeding
>You smile and kiss your wife and mother of your child
>Nothing should change
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