"Chérie, it's already been 6 months since I've given birth. I think we can do it now." "Hm, I don't know. Maybe we should wait another month, just to be safe." "Arry, I'v been going through a 15 months period of denying myself that little pleasure. I can't wait anymore." "Little? It's not that little." "Tu es serieux?" "It's not that little." "Grant me strength, Merlin." "I mean, it might be slightly below average." "Arry!" "What? I'm simply trying to explain is how it's not that little." "Arry, dearest. I've been starving myself of it since I've fallen pregnant. The little chick is happily bouncing about our flat. And you will not deny me any longer." "Fine, fine. Here, have at it then." "Mhm-----------Mhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmm." "Stop moaning." "Mhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmm. So tasty." "Fleur, my lovely, you need to stop having oral sex with those eclaires." "Mhmmmm not." "You are, my sweetest. If I wasn't as satisfied as I am by last night, I'd accuse you of having an affair with a sweet."
Continuation by Arnie1701
Later that night:
"Oui, 'arry! More!" WOOF "Dammit, Padfoot! Get the Hell out of here!" WOOF! WOOF! HOOT WOOF? HOOT "GET HIM, GIRL!" WWWWWOOOOOFFFFFF