Address a concern, then head to the bath.

As Master pulled out of me, I suddenly felt a twinge of fear, and sat up. "Master? I'm not on any medicines, for... you know..." I trailed off, and rubbed my adomen, the implication clear.

He chuckled. "Not to worry, for the time being, I have some herbs that render me sterile, so long as I take them the day I have sex. Of course, I'll eventually run out, they're not exactly easy for me to find, I'm not an herbalist. Hell, I needed an expert to get what I currently have, but I thought ahead. Still, we'll worry about being careful once they're gone. Just let me know when it's a safe month, so I know when I have to use them, and when I don't."

I smiled. "That's good, Master. I wouldn't want to spring a surprise on you after all," I murmured. And that was true. I belonged entirely to him, and would eagerly become a mother for him at the drop of a hat. I no longer had any autonomy over my reproduction, but I didn't mind. I only worried because I didn't want to spring any children he didn't want on him.

He patted my head with a smile. I crooned, enjoying the mildly patronizing gesture. "Come on, let's go get cleaned up," he told me, and with a nod, I stood, following him to the bath.

I immediately started drawing the water for us, and making sure it was hot. "It's ready," I chirped once the tub was filled. He climbed in, and I followed after him.