𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢.

" My species normally can't be unless you're a female, but some of my genes gave me the ability to produce it. Here, take a look. " And just like that he held Legoshi's hand, pressing it against his pec, letting him feel the softness of that pair. +

" Eh, dunno. Probably because I haven't milked them in a while... I thought I would've been able to do so next month, but... It seems like I was wrong on the timing . . . " Another squeeze... A thin line of milk came out of both nipples . . . " Huff.,. Why do you ask?... "

" Hmph . . . They've been aching a bit, maybe that is why . . . " Hands pressing down, squeezing that pair gently letting those fingers sink in that meat.

“Maybe. . .”

⠀ “ You wish to be a father? Or is it that your instincts simply lead you to believe that to be the case? Mortals and their fascination with breeding. . . it astounds me. “ ⠀

⠀ “ You wish for me to carry your young? Preposterous. “ ⠀