"Did you know that keeping your legs and hips elevated like this can increase the chances of conception after ejaculation?" You grin cheekily up at Zayne as he pants, cheeks flushed and inky hair sticking to his forehead as he looks down at you. "That... is not true."
Despite that, Zayne doesn't release your ankles. Nor does he pull out after emptying inside of you.
"It's not?!" You blink at him, genuinely shocked by this information. You've seen and heard that line used in so many books, shows, and movies that you just assumed it had to have some level of truth to it.
"No, it's just a myth." He reasons with you, a bemused smile forming on his lips as he looks down on you. Still, you can't help but counter back, still breathless with disbelief "It doesn't help... like at all?"
"Realistically, it only takes one sperm cell to reach the egg to be able to fertilize it. And I just put roughly at least 50 million into you..." You actually gasp at that, jaw going slack as you watch his cheeks deepen in hue.
"Zayne!" The statistics of your silly little comment are now making your brain go into a nose dive spiral. "It's the truth, a single ejaculation can have hundreds of millions of sperm cells within it. But it only takes one to make a baby."
You lay back against the pillows again, relaxing as Zayne slowly lowers your legs but still refuses to pull out of you. "Then how..." now, a small smile plays across his lips as he looks at you, leaning down to kiss your sweaty forehead.
"A woman's uterus naturally destroys a lot of them, and the journey through the reproductive tract is long. They get lost or die on their own along the way.” He still has a dopey grin on his face. “That's why it can be so difficult."
"So... we should have you put like two billion in me just to be safe?" The look on Zayne's face is nothing short of pure exasperation, but the way he begins to twitch back to life within you says otherwise.
"I... suppose I can try my best."
