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Sigma was hungry. He tried to hide it for the baby’s sake but Diana knew. Halving his rations so she could eat for two was fatiguing him. He often fell faint or slurred during conversation. His arms, though muscular as ever, could barely lift her hips from the couch to meet his lips more comfortably. And he was fine with that. He kissed her belly before trailing down further, as if reminding himself who he was doing this all for.
Diana, for her part, hated how fine with starving Sigma was. He was too generous. She imagined that when his mind had been that of a foolish 20-something, he would have been the type to fritter away his money on extravagant gifts for his girlfriends. Age made him more practical, but fundamentally the deed was the same – an immense sacrifice to prove his love. And as necessary as it was in this case, Sigma’s self-sacrifice was breaking Diana’s heart.
Of course, it was hard to totally hate his giving nature when his head was between her legs.
He savored her like a man tasting his last meal, the strokes of his tongue slow and the suction of his lips deliberate. Diana mewled desperately, “Yes, yes!,” knowing there was no one around to hear but Gab. Nearly drowned out by her moans were his own pleasured grunts and the telltale sound of him jerking off. Diana was glad he was at least attending to some of his own needs. Still, he let her cum first; the fire started in her belly and spread in all directions throughout her body. He stopped licking but kept his lips around her oversensitive clit as he finished himself off, making her legs quake with the rumble of his groans.
Sigma was hungry. But as he finally pulled away, he eased her guilt, looking sated like he had just eaten his fill.