She bites him and he hisses playfully, laughing and sliding his hand along her chest, pinching at her nipple and giving it a tug. He reaches over to grab another condom, and he wishes that they could have nothing between them, especially after her request, but that’s out of the question now.

Before their talk, he was willing to take risks because he hadn’t really thought about it. Even though he hadn’t wanted children when he was young, it didn’t seem like the worst thing in the world. He had assumed they would have some someday, but now he knows differently, and accidents can’t happen.

He looks at the condom and then sits up a little, ripping it open with his teeth and reaching down between them to roll it onto his cock. After letting go, he twists his hand to rub at Maeve’s cunt, fingers sliding between her lips and up over her clit as he watches her face.

“You’re so wet,” he says with obvious awe, pushing two fingers noisily into her cunt as he ducks his head to press a kiss to her mouth.