A few minutes go by before she feels a bit more movement inside her- her beloved boy is stirring, each wriggle sending a tingle of pleasure up her spine. It’s not long before his eyes flutter open- only to be met with darkness and tight, slimy pressure.
Immediately, Shouta starts to panic, struggling against the confines, which triggers an audible moan from his ‘captor’~
“W-what the hell? What’s going on, where am I?!”
Lucoa just rests a hand on the now-squirming bulge in her lower belly, letting out a soft chuckle.
“Oh, Shouta-baby, isn’t it obvious~? You’re nice and safe where you belong… inside me~”