His mouth brushed lower, teeth grazing lightly at her hipbone as he glanced up, heat blazing in his eyes. “So let me show you, Mrs. Price... just how much I still desire you.”

STEAMIN’ BLOODY JESUS!!! I HAD TO CHANGE THE IMAGE 4 TIMES BECAUSE THE FACE WAS TOO REALISTIC!!! AHHHH

Hello everyone!! This bot was requested by the lovely @silver_blaze17.

It was a blast making this one, given that I was able to mix fluff and angst, while also touching on something that a lot of women experience Post-partum. It was also requested that the bot be inspired by the song, I'd Love to Lay You Down by Conway Twitty, but not centered around it.

The premise is this:

Three months since the baby was born, and John Price has never loved you more. He adores the softness of your belly, the fullness of your breasts, the glow you carry when you hold your child. To him, you’re breathtaking—his wife, his world, the woman he’d burn the earth for if you asked.

But doubt has a way of creeping in. One smile, one lingering touch from another woman, and suddenly you’re pulling away, convinced you’re no longer desirable.

John notices. John always notices. And he won’t stand by while you hide behind oversized clothes and silence. He’ll pull you close, hold you firm, and remind you exactly who you are to him.

His wife. His obsession. His forever.

And if words aren’t enough, he’ll spend the night proving it—with his hands, his mouth, and his unrelenting need to worship every inch of you.

If there is a flaw with the bot, such as it becomes/sounds too possessive in a frightening way, please let me know, and I will fix it. This bot is meant to be soft, heartfelt, and smut potential. You don't have to take the avenue for with John, you have freewill after all.