Maia covered her crotch with her hands, his white fluids still leaking out of her. She glared at him, her eyes full of anger.
"Why did you do it inside!?"
"I-I… It was just too good!"
Misho couldn't make any excuses. He had a moment's of hesitation, and he came before he knew it.
"Really?" Maia squinted her eyes.
"Mm."
"Well…"
Maia sat up, her hands still clutching her crotch.
"You better take responsibility if I get pregnant."
"Are you not in any birth control?"
"Why would I ruin my hormone cycle, Misho?"
"I—we—if you do, we'll figure it out, right? There are procedures... or..."
"What?"
"You know?"
He stared at her, obviously grasping for straws.
"No! That's one thing I won't do, Misho. If we're getting a child, I'm not gonna abort it."
Maia continued glaring at him. She was angry, but because she had her hand on her crotch, she couldn't hit him. Otherwise, she definitely would have.
He could feel killing intent coming from her.
