He thought about the first day he saw her at the window. He didn't think of love back then, but more like curiosity, but eventually, it grew into love. "You do? I love you too." With a few more deeper thrusts, he grits his teeth as he pushed his seed into her womb, giving his all as she tightens around his member. Her exhausted expression is adorable and after the wave of orgasm crashed through them, he was done, and he felt warm in the post-orgasm glow of love, and he has nothing to give.

"Leanne, you're okay?" He asked. She was hurt and bleeding a little from the deep penetration. He stroke and pet her long blonde hair soothingly. He's sexually exhausted, panting from the exertion, strands of her feathers stuck in his hair, and he rolled over to his side of the bed to rest.

It was then his stomach gurgled hungrily, and he realized he came straight home from work without eating anything because hilariously he went straight to her without giving a single thought of being hungry. Mind over matter, so to speak. "Oye, I need to eat something. I have to cook dinner..."