They’ve been married for twenty two years but whenever sung looks at the seven pregnancy tests min put on the shelves of their living room, he can’t help but get super embarrassed about it. They’ve got both the negative and positive pregnancy tests there. Four positive and three negative. The first two tests were positive but then sung got two negative. That only made min wanna fuck him harder just to get another positive test. So, the next two tests sung had were also positive. The last one they had about two years ago was negative though. Min has be dreading it since then. He keeps staring at the negative test on the shelf and planning all the ways he would breed sung to get him pregnant. But sung did ask him for a break, sine he did need to take care of the children. They had a twenty one year old, an eighteen year old, fourteen and ten. Min now thinks they’re old enough that they can have another baby. So, when sung finally comes back from work, min is waiting for him in the living room. Their kids were in their bedrooms, some sleeping, some old enough to mind their own business. Sung almost immediately catches on from the way min was sitting and looking at him. so, he wordlessly went to their bedroom and stripped off his work clothes. He cleaned himself and got on the bed. He did this like it was a habit now. A few minutes later min was in the bedroom, stroking himself through his pants. Sung stared at him, his lips slowly parting but he caught himself before he could drool. “no protection, okay?” min says sweetly as he closes the door and locks it. Sung gulps and nods “y-yeah… of course… but you know the chance is low… I’m already over forty…” sung mutters, bending over until his face was down and his ass up. “then I’ll make it happen.” Min said and pulled down his pants and underwear, lightly slapping sung’s butt. Sung sways his ass slightly, giggling under his breath. Min chuckled softly and leaned down to bite sung’s shoulder. “keep laughing. We’ll see if that continues.” Min said and eased himself inside sung, kneading the skin of sung’s ass. Sung moaned softly, gripping the bedsheets tightly and burying his face in them “god… it’s been so long…” sung mutters against the sheets, moving his hips backwards against min’s cock. Min laughs softly and reaches his hand down to stroke sung’s small dick. It was so small he could cup it in his palm and squeeze the whole length. He starts slowly thrusting in and out of sung, making the younger whimper and groan softly, sounds barely audible against the sheets. So, he goes harder, gradually increasing his pace until their bed started moving with his thrusts. He felt sung’s dick twitch the slightest bit, so he moved his hand to grab the base and squeeze, making sung wail when his orgasm faded. “you thought I’d let you come this easily? Come on, baby. You know me too well, don’t you?” sung only whined louder, turning his head to glare at min. min leaned down and kissed his cheek, a contrast to their current situation. Min keeps going, his hips not breaking the brutal pace he had set. Then out of nowhere, min pulled out. Sung turned to look back at him but min pushed his face into the mattress of their bed and pushed back in harshly, making sung scream, his cry muffled by the sheets of their bed. Min set the same fast pace he had seconds ago, still gripping sung’s base to stop him from coming. Min reaches his other hand to grab a fistful of sung’s hair, pulling his head up and then wrapping his hand around sung’s throat, squeezing lightly. Sung choked and gagged, squirming and coughing as min continued to pound into him. “hyu—hyung—hng—” sung tried to speak which only made min squeeze harder. Sung felt his vision get slightly hazy but god, he loved this. Min pulled out of sung and let go his dick but kept the grip on his neck. Sung slumped on the bed so min had to hold him from his waist to keep him up. He sinks back in and starts thrusting again, gentler this time. Sung whimpered softly, his sounds broken and weak. His cock started weakly spurting ropes of semen onto the sheets, his eyes drooping and his body slumping. Min kept going until he came deep inside sung three times, the boy passed out in his arms. He pulled out and laid sung on the bed, covering him with the blanket, kissing his temple softly before falling asleep next to him. sung ended up pregnant obviously and an eighth test was added to their shelf, along with the sonar pictures of their unborn.