A Real Man.

As my haze of pleasure began to fade, I took in my surroundings with all my senses. The steady heavy breaths, coursing through the lungs of Ashley, her hands on my back. Holding me in place, her smooth thighs gently caressing mine. The carpet between my toes, as our legs hung off the bedside. Her warm gooey insides that I felt encasing my cock.

I grinned and thrust one more time into her pelvis. She gave a little stifled moan and ground against me. She released me from her arms, and I pulled myself from her. Out came my cock, dripping wet and oozing white. We both stared at it in awe. The product of the most significant scientific breakthrough of our generation was right before us.

She scooted back onto the bed further and sat up. I stepped forward and climbed onto the bed. She reached forward and wiped up the white from the tip of my dick. Her finger caused it to tickle and me to shiver. She examined the substance on her finger.

"What is it?" I asked.

"I'm pretty sure its cum." She responded. "It's how we used to make babies before the virus."

My eyes went wide. "Babies?"

"Yeah." She sniffed it and frowned.

"Does... that mean... I impregnated you?"

She looked back at me and widened her eyes too. "Uhhhh..."

"Ashley?" I asked, stifling my panic. "You know more about this than I do!"

"Yeah, well..." Her gaze returned to the white drop on her finger. "I- I think we're fine?"

"You think?!"

"Well..."

"As cool as being the savior of humanity is, I'm not ready to deal with children!" My mind raced.

"Isn't that the reason you were doing all this in the first place?" She asked.

"What?" I turned to her, panicking. "No, I did it to be with you! I fucking hate kids! I-" I stopped when I saw her expression change.

Her face went from worry to a genuine smile. "For me?" Tears began to well in her eyes.

My brain finally processed the truth I'd just blurted out. I had done it for her. All of it. The research, the long nights, the **** of years of education. I always thought I was doing it just to fix myself. To be rid of my disability, the constant pity. Really, I was trying to fix myself for her. It was always for her. So when we went out, I wasn’t a burden, or a shame. So we could enjoy ourselves like human beings.

I moved over to her and kissed her. As our lips parted, I whispered. "All of it."

Tears streamed down her face as she let out a small dry laugh. She uttered the words I'd only ever heard in my dreams. "I love you, Greg."

I felt tears well in my eyes too. "I love you too, Ashley. I have for a very long time."

Author's Note

Apologies for the lack of updates on this branch. Life's been shit, and I've had little inspiration. Since Greg's Solution worked, there will be more sexually explicit scenes, but I'm not experienced at writing them, so they will likely be shorter scenes. I wish to focus on the relationship and the world around it. Anyway, another chapter is coming soon, but after that, I'm only going to post when I'm happy with what I've got to add. This is an experiment for me, but I don't want to **** myself to write to post trash content. New Chapters will come when they're ready.

Thanks! Stay safe in Quarantine!

• Lynx582, May 3, 2020