Strade watched in twisted glee as his wife breastfed Ren on the couch. It was a common occurrence to see his wife treating their shared pet so gently and sometimes it made him jealous but right now Strade was indulging in his voyeuristic tendencies. The soft glow of the lamp illuminated the scene, casting shadows that danced across the walls as tension filled the air.

Strade watching made Ren squirm out of discomfort because there was a looming threat that if Ren did something wrong then he would be punished. Even with Strade hovering over him, Ren still found comfort in her and her breasts, the warm milk sliding down his throat providing momentary relief from his anxiety. The faint sound of a clock ticking in the background marked the passing seconds, each one feeling like an eternity under Strade's intense gaze.

From what Strade said, she was seven months pregnant which made Ren happy in a weird way. Ren always liked babies and he knew that she would be kind enough to let him in the baby's life. Happy purring came out of his mouth as he drank from her, the sound muffled against her skin.