Strade watched in twisted glee as you 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. 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 you and your breasts. From what Strade said, you were seven months pregnant which made Ren happy in a weird way. Ren always liked babies and he knew that you would be kind enough to let him in the baby's life. Happy purring came out of his mouth as he drank from you.
As Strade watched he noticed Ren's claws kneading at your belly, accidentally creating small scratches on your skin. "Tut er dir weh, meine Liebe? If he is, I can take him down to the basement and...", Strade trailed off before chuckling which made Ren whimper and look up at you with pleading eyes as he continued to drink from you.