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Satoru’s brain hadn’t started functioning yet but his hand looked for your warmth out of instinct. His face frowned when he couldn’t find you anywhere on the silky bed sheet. Normally, you would still cuddle up to him, especially on weekends like today. Your side of the bed wasn’t lingering any warmth, indicating that you had been out of bed for some time now.

Feeling unsatisfied, his pretty blue eyes fluttered open to start the day. The curtains had been drawn close. When his hand reached for the phone which he put on his side of the table, he wasn’t surprised to find it was gone as well. You always do that to make sure he slept in. A crafty woman that his wife is. He could faintly hear someone preparing dishes in the kitchen. Was it the smell of pancakes? Letting out a big yawn, he forced his body to do one lazy stretch. 

“Awake already?”

Her smoothing voice came from the door, followed by a sweet pancake smell. There she was, donning his pajama shirt as if it were her own. It reached her mid-thighs, so he could admire her bare thighs all he wanted.

“Hey, you”, you pecked his nose teasingly.

He waited patiently for you to put down the pancake dish on the side table. Because he knew you would scold him if he somehow made you drop it. Let’s face it, no matter how comfortable the couch was, it was no way near the comfort your body beside him.

“Morning, Bun Baby”, he tugged you onto him. Since he was still lying down, you maneuvered your legs around his thighs comfortably. 

“Well, someone is up for sure”, you grinded down his hard morning wood with a smirk.

“Can you blame him? You look sexy with my shirt”, his right hand traced your cheeks so lovingly, in contrast with his left hand playing on the skin of your thighs.  

You couldn’t resist kissing his cheeks, “you always see me in it.”

“And, you will always be sexy for this”, this time, his both hands decided to just grip your ass a handful. You responded with an extra sexy moan and kisses down his neck.

“Then, you will be glad to know that we have been married for eight years”, hips moved seductively on top of him. You only got encouraged when he groaned, his hands moved to your waist and forced you to put more weight on him. 

He already knew where this was heading so he had to ask, “Kaito?”

You couldn’t help giving him an extra harsh hickey on his neck at his heavily husky tone, “I just checked. He’s still sleeping.”

Momentarily, your mind went back to the son of you two deep asleep in his room. You let the boy watch his favorite cartoon series late into the night so he wouldn’t be waking up anytime soon. 

He let out another groan when you bit his collarbone, “you had all planned out, Babe?”

“Anything for my birthday man”, your hand found a way to the front of his sweatpants. Gosh, the way your fingers trailed his dick had him slightly jump up a bit.

“Fuck, I wish all my birthdays fall on weekends if this is how you will wake me up”, he gasped when you teased the tip of his dick with your thumb.

“Pookie, you are so wet that I’m worried for your pants”, you teased even more by twirling your thumb over the head.

“If you aren’t going to take the matter into your hands, I can take over anytime.”

You didn’t doubt him a second with the way his fingers controlled your waist movement.

“There, there. I will fulfill my husband’s wish.”

Before he could say a word, you cut him off by pressing your lips onto his. He didn’t waste a chance to push his tongue through your lips. His right hand gripped the back of your neck to shift your head to the side, giving all his efforts into kissing you. His lips were always possessive and demanding as if he would lose a limb without you. If you weren’t used to his way of kissing, you would be out of breath by now. Years of experience have prepared you to get used to these kisses now.

You had to forcefully pull away your lips from his. He moved forward to catch your lips again, but only to let out a grunt to see a small smirk tugging on your lips.

He attempted to prop himself on elbows, “Woman, if you don’t start-”

Only to be pushed down by your hands, “Down, boy.”

His protests died in his throat when your lips kissed down his chest. You could hear a relieved sigh when you finally pulled down his pants.

“Well, this one is really delighted to see me.”

His raw dick sprung up as soon as it was freed from its containment. You couldn’t help a lick when the head was oozing with precum. The taste was tingling and salty, just the way you love. Peppering with small kisses and licks earned you his throaty groans. You swore those only made you even wetter as well. Your nostril filled so much with his male pheromones that you echoed back small whimpers for his ears.

“As much as I love foreplaying, those lips are already killing me”, he moved your hair away to see you better, “Come on, Bun Baby. Sit on me.”

“Who said anything about sitting?”

You waited for his mesmerizing blue eyes to find you before you started to earnestly take him into your mouth. You are just obsessed with the way his clear blue eyes are tainted with lust because of you. His heavy-lidded eyes, gapping shiny lips, and deep groans with approval were your rewards. You moaned when his fingers massaged your head ever so gently, as if he wasn’t deep inside your throat. 

At one point, you purposely hollowed your cheeks to suck him deep. You got yourself an astonishing result when his head rolled back on the pillow with a loud moan. His leg muscles tightened up with tension. When his fingers held back your hair into a ponytail in warning, you relaxed your throat and lips.

You didn’t have to wait long before his feet planted themselves on the bed beside you. Then, his hips started to move upwards to thrust into your mouth just the way he loves. You had to command your body to regulate breathing or you might as well pass out soon enough. 

His intense eyes watched you carefully as he moved into your drooling lips. Only when he was sure that you were keeping up, he sped up to finish the impending orgasm. Your sharp fingernails on his thighs fulfilled the last necessary requirement to come full in your mouth. He extended his orgasm by continuing to thrust a few more before finally settling down.

As his good wife, you swallowed all his come. Admittedly, that was a lot so you struggled a bit. His quiet moans urged you to lick clean the rest of him. Your eyes were drawn to the ups and downs of his chest. His eyes promptly opened to search for you so you obediently crawled on top of him. His hands gently drew you in for a tender kiss, in contrast to the deep-throating he did earlier. 

“Happy Birthday, Satoru”, you pushed his silver-white hair strands away from the forehead to place a kiss.

“Happy Birthday to me, indeed”, his thumb wiped some leftover cum from your chin and pressed into your lips, “Don’t waste it, Lovebug.”

You made sure to put on an extra show to suck his thumb into your mouth. His eyes re-energized instantly at your display. Giving it a little small bite, you pulled away from him, “Ready to start the day now?”

“What are you even talking about? You intended to walk away like this?”

You let out a squeal when his other fingers ran across your lower lips. Needless to say, you were wetter than you would like to admit.

“Hear that? Now, would I be a good husband if I let my cute wifey go on a day this wet?”

Whimpers escaped your lips when he inserted a finger into your wetness.

“She is so hungry for me”, he grinned smugly when you buried your face in his neck.

Before he could continue, you both heard knocks on the door.

“Mama? Papa?”

The heated tension melted away when you heard the voice of your son. Even though he was just five, you couldn’t thank him enough that he learned to knock on doors before entering. You two fixed yourselves appropriately in record time. 

“Morning, Honey. How was your sleep?”, opening the door, you kneeled down to hug your baby boy.

A small bundle of fluffy white hair ran into your chest first. Small hands found their way to hold on to your pajamas. A pair of familiar blue eyes looked up at you dozily, “Mama, I had a dream that I ate up all of Papa’s cake. Do you think he will mind?”

You were fully aware that Gojo Satoru is a strong individual. But, his genes too?? The son of you two looked exactly like a younger version of Gojo Satoru. Blue eyes, white hair, pink lips. The only feature he took from you would be the shape of your eyes.

You used to say that he spent 9 months inside your belly but chose to take after his father. But, your teasing protests died down as he grew up to adore you just as his father always does. Most times, he and Satoru would team up to treat you like a princess.

“Oh really? You did?!”

You both squealed excitedly when Satoru pulled you both up into his strong arms. He didn’t even look slightly strained to carry you with the son in your arms. In fact, he looked truly fulfilled now that you both were here in his embrace. 

Yes, Satoru was indeed feeling over the clouds to hold his whole world in his grip this close, this warm. All his life, he believed that you, his teenage crush turned wife, would always be his whole world. But, the moment you gave birth to this very baby boy, he felt his world grew larger. When you held him in your hands with much love in your eyes, he felt his own eyes welled up with various emotions.  

“I couldn’t believe my own son would starve me of sweets”, he sighed dramatically.

Falling into his trap, smaller Gojo shifted in your arms to face his father really apologetically, “I’m sorry, Papa. I know I should have left some for you even if it was too delicious.”

“Did Mama get to eat it then?”

Nodding, Kaito’s eyes found yours guilty, “I fed some to Mama. But, I was the one who ate it all.”

Your heart squeezed at your son’s answer. He could have said you both ate it but he took all the blame. Despite his age, he knew just how much Satoru loved sugary food.

Satoru pretended to sigh in disappointment before pouting a bit, “Papa is hurt that you both ate it without me.”

Genuinely worried, your son looked for your help. You giggled at his adorable frown and kissed his forehead encouragingly, “do you remember what Mama taught you last week?”

Finally gisting the answer, his small hand-held onto unsuspecting Satoru’s face. You could see Satoru’s eyes got teary when his son kissed his cheek. The cute pie finished his father by delivering an awarding smile with, “Happy Birthday, Papa. Mama and I love you so much.”

You couldn’t help giggling when Satoru hugged you both so tight to his chest and placed kisses on both of you, “I love you both so much more too!”

Before you realized it, Satoru fell back onto the bed with you two firmly in his arms. The three of you couldn’t stop laughing at the sudden fall. His eyes softened at the sight of you two cuddling up to his larger frame. Yep, he would count this as a perfect morning.

X

After having breakfast and taking showers as a family, you pushed the boys to dress up and drove down to the beach.

“Yo, Satoru!” 

“Gojos, you guys are late.” 

“Gojo-san! Over here.”

“Yu, they can see us just fine. You don’t have to wave so much.”

His blue eyes widened at the sight of his best friend and others, “Suguru?”

When he turned back at you questioningly, you only grinned at him, “It wouldn’t be a happy birthday without them, would it?”

He chuckled in response and pecked you softly. He could have run off to reunite with his friends. It had been a while since the last time they all saw each other. But, of course, that wouldn’t be Satoru that you married. He proudly walked up to them with you in his hand.

You all placed sheets, picnic baskets, and umbrellas above the white sand. Satoru took you almost everywhere he and the boys went so naturally, you had become friends with them as well. Akira was a kind-hearted woman to whom Geto Suguru was married. Together, they had a cute little girl named Sakura, who was just a year younger than Kaito. The one who was applying sunscreen was Shoko. She was a chill person and the kids called her a cool Auntie. She babysat Kaito and Sakura before so the kids were friendly with her.

Since December weather was a bit too cold to go in the sea, everyone opted to play on the sand. Satoru and Geto stayed on one side of the net and Haibara and Nanami on the other side. It had been a while since your husband played with them so you couldn’t help but smile in delight at their beach volleyball game. Kaito and Sakura were playing in sand castles, just in front of your eyes.

“Sakura looks really cute with that pink swimwear. Where did you get that for her, Akira?”, you asked, not looking away from the two kids.

“Oh no, that credit goes to Suguru. He bought almost everything for her. I kept telling him to refrain from buying too many clothes for her because she was still growing. But, he was like everything to his princess”, she shook her head with a laugh.

“Oh! You missed the time when Suguru was practically being a doll for her. Do you still have that photo, Akira?”, Shoko nudged her.

“It is one of my favorites!”, the said woman opened her phone to show a photo of Geto Suguru with ponytails and hair clips sitting on a chair that was way smaller than his body. Sakura was grinning proudly at her handiwork.

“They are so adorable. I think if she told him to fetch a star, he would ask which one”, you smiled at their father-daughter dynamic.

“I don’t doubt that one bit”, Akira sighed dreamily and glanced at her daughter lovingly. Sakura had both of her parents in her tiny hands, it seemed.

“Hey, don’t be alarmed but horny college girls at 3 o’clock”, Shoko leaned forward in emphasis.

True to her words, a group of young adults strolled down the beach. Maybe around mid-20s, give or take. They were staring a bit too hard at your husband and the men. It wasn’t their fault to look. You have to admit, even though Satoru and the others were mid-30s, they were just as active as young adults. It didn’t help that your husband was wearing just an opened hoodie on top. His abs were on show for everyone to see. 

Now, if you were younger, you would become jealous enough to walk up to him. But now that you were older, you knew that your husband wouldn’t even look at another woman like he would to you.

… That didn’t mean that they could walk towards them though. You and Akira sat straighter when you noticed two girls walking in their direction. Shoko smirked at what she was seeing and laid back in her seat to enjoy some drama. The men stopped playing volleyball when they finally noticed some people walking towards them. Seeing how they held the phones, you could tell they were asking for numbers. Geto subtly showed them his wedding ring, making Akira exhale in relief on your side. Another one turned to Satoru and pointed to his sunglasses, probably asking where he bought them or some shit. He intentionally shifted his hoodie to show a hickey you gave him earlier.

When they still stepped a foot nearer, you and Akira decided that was enough. You and she looked at each other before quickly gathering the kids to you. They were smart enough to run for their fathers and be extra clingy.

“Papa!”

“Kaito!”, Satoru excitedly welcomed his son high into his arms, “are you bored with playing with sand?”

“Daddy!”

“Hey princess, what’s the matter?”, Geto crouched down to hold his daughter gently.

“Papa, I want to play in the water. Come with me?”, Kaito’s puppy eyes were no less than his own.

“To the sea, we go then!”, Satoru put him on his shoulders and jogged off to the water.

“Daddy, I’m tired. Let’s go take a nap.”

Geto practically melted when she tugged at him demandingly, “Of course, my princess. Let’s go to your Mommy, hmm?”

“Honey, what did Sakura say?”, Akira chose this moment to walk toward them.

“She wanted to take a nap, Love. Let’s all get under the shade, shall we?”

Akira sent the two girls a look before hooking an arm with her dark-haired husband. They did seem to falter on their standing at the unspoken warning and ran off back to their group.

Shoko chuckled in amusement, “You damn jealous women.”

“What? They didn’t back off!” Akira rolled her eyes and took a seat beside her husband. Geto seemed pleased that his wife wasn’t mad at him or anything. So, he wrapped a soft towel around their daughter and opened his arm for her to lean in. Akira smiled at his invitation and snuggled up with her husband and daughter. Geto tenderly kissed her cheek and the top of Sakura’s head.

“Now, that’s called a girl Dad”, Haibara commented playfully as he returned to dehydrate himself.

“Gojo-san on the other hand”, Nanami shook his head, “is totally a boy Dad.”

You found Satoru holding Kaito by his legs over the water. The boy was giggling too hard so you didn’t see a reason to stop them. But, you had to admit, you kinda wanted to see how he would behave with a daughter. 

“I know that look”, Shoko slid to your side, “you are having a baby fever.”

Blushing at the implication, you struggled with your words, “I am not! I just imagined what Satoru would be like with a baby girl.”

“Gojo-san with a daughter? I can tell he will spoil her to no end”, Nanami muttered.

“He’s already spoiling Kaito enough”, you laughed in memories of wide-eyed Satoru and Kaito snacking desserts in the middle of the night. Satoru had to sleep with Kaito that night but he never does it again, so it was a win in your book. 

“He and Kaito got along. They even look the same. It isn’t like I was jealous of it. Oh heck no! But sometimes, I just want a baby girl to adore too”, a smile tugged at your lips when Satoru ran around the waves with Kaito on his tail. 

Akira exchanged a look with Suguru. When he nodded back at her in response, she offered with a grin, “Well, we could babysit Kaito for the night. Since we are spending the night here, he would be glad to play some more with Sakura, too.”

“What? No, no, I don’t want to impose”, you waved off your hands.

“Girl, your birth control has expired and you still haven’t dropped by for renewal”, Shoko added from the side, to which you replied with a betrayed glare.

“We insist”, Geto entered the conversation, “Sakura misses playing with Kaito, you know.”

“Yeah! If Sakura gets sleepy in the middle, I and Nanami will play with him”, Haibara volunteered, “I feel my position as a cool uncle got threatened whenever he chose Shoko-san over me. So, this will be my chance to win him back.”

“I can’t believe that we are still helping Gojo-san get laid even after marriage”, Nanami’s tone was flat but as his former classmate, you knew that he was just teasing.

Getting embarrassed, your eyes landed on Satoru and Kaito. He was carefully holding onto Kaito’s floatie. The two of them were laughing so hard that their faces were red. As if he felt your gaze, they waved at you excitedly, in sync with each other.

You waved back with a smile before facing your friends again. Shyly, you admitted to having a baby fever.

X

In the evening, you planned a small party with your friends. Satoru counted all 35 candles before blowing all of them satisfiedly. Kaito made sure to feed his father to deny his dream this morning. You were surprised when you felt cream on your cheek. You were about to scold him for playing food in front of the kids. But, he was quick to shut you up by licking it clean off your skin with a smirk. Nanami snorted but Haibara caught the moment on camera.

When you suggested playing some games, you didn’t think it would turn into arm wrestling. Geto teased Akira not to hold against him if she lost. And of course, he lost the second she flashed him her cleavage. Shoko commented on the men’s simpleton mind.

“Goodnight, buddy. Don’t cause any problems for Akira and Sakura. Trouble to Suguru!”, Satoru patted his son’s head.

Suguru rolled his eyes at his best friend while Akira sent you a wink and walked away. You kissed Kaito’s forehead a goodnight, “don’t stay up too late, okay?”

“I won’t! Good night, Mama. Goodnight, Papa”, he grinned before taking Sakura’s hand in his and ran off to their bungalow.

Satoru’s hand wrapped around your waist, his voice lowered, “So, what’s next, my birthday planner?”

You turned in his hands to wrap your arms around his neck, “next is bathing. Because you stink, Satoru.”

“Bathe with me?”, he kissed you pleadingly. 

“No funny business”, you pulled away from him to open the door. 

“Bun Baby, nothing I do with you will be a business. It would be a pure pleasure.”

It was indeed hard to resist his advances in the bathtub. He was too damn good at finding weak spots in your body. He was pouting that you two hadn’t had birthday sex yet. But, he was also quick to recover when you kissed his cheek with a promise of sex under the stars.

He wasted some time admiring the night sky above the bungalow. The glass above the bed was specifically to see the stars. The whole day had been a wonderful present from his dear wife but currently, he wanted nothing more than you in his arms. 

“Bunny, if you take any longer, I’m coming into the closet to make love with you.”

“Jeez, I’m coming. Just a final check.”

His protest died down when he saw you walking out of the closet, wearing a light blue Killer Virgin sweater. He could tell that you were wearing nothing underneath it. His tongue came out to lick the lips at your sexy display. To be truthful, you could just wear a grocery bag and he would desire you just the same. But, of course, seeing you dolled up for him was an immediate turn-on.

“Fuck, Lovebug. When did you even get this?”, he opened his legs to welcome you between them. 

You entered his space and twirled on tiptoes for him, “you like it?”

The intensity of his eyes had you growing shy. Yes, even after all the years, his eyes were your weakness. His fingers traced your skin up and down your thighs. This sleeveless knitted sweater covered up your front modestly with a turtleneck. But the back side? Oh, he would die for the sexy open-back. He couldn’t decide if he wanted to take it off or have sex with it on you.

When he finally met your impatient look, he made his decision, “I love it, wifey.”

As soon as you smiled at his answer, he tugged your body with him to lean against the bed frame. He wasted no time to kiss your mouth shut with his aggressive kisses. His hands were everywhere on your smooth body. Your first moan for the night slipped when he squeezed your boob through the sweater.

He smirked at the hardened nipple, “Aww, does this sultry body miss me? I’m sorry that I left you hanging this morning, Baby.”

His hands spread your legs and made you sit on top of his thighs, “I will fuck you so good now, promise”, his kisses drifted downward.

Working seamlessly, his hand pulled the opening of your sweater to reveal your right boob to his awaiting mouth. He didn’t miss a chance to leave some love bites around the nipple before finally suckling it into his mouth. Your fingers tightened on his hair whenever he sucked too hard. 

Hugging your waist with one hand to keep you in place, another hand of his went down to look for its target. Shivers went through your body when his fingers found your bare lower lips. Amused at his discovery, his bright blue eyes looked up into yours, just like you did when you sucked his dick this morning. You whined in surrender when he kept teasing but not inserting yet.

“Satoru, touch me already”, your voice was so needy and helpless that he almost took pity. Almost.

“What’s the rush, Cherrypie? We have all night. I have to enjoy my birthday present thoroughly”, his mouth moved to your left boob now.

“But, I need you in me”, you tugged his hair but he only sucked your boob even harder.

Only when he noticed your teary expression, did he sigh in resignation, “My wifey is so sneedy tonight.”

You yep with surprise when his two fingers entered through your wet lower lips. Satisfied with your reaction, he went back to kiss your boobs. You flinched when his palm rubbed your clit while still fingering you so good. Your manicured fingers were starting to leave marks on his shoulders but you could tell that he was enjoying it because he sped up even more.

His arm on your waist restrained you from moving away, his teeth teasingly bit on your nipple. So, you had no choice but to arch your body just the way he desired in his hold. You could even hear the sounds of your drenched pussy whenever his palm hit your skin with momentum. Your knees could barely hold yourself up but you were in no position to ask for you. This body of yours was his for the taking. And, he took in every moan, every movement of yours with those powerful eyes of his. 

It didn’t take much longer before you came for the first time on his fingers. He lazily grinned when your body flinched against overstimulation. His long fingers were still inside your warm canal, still probing that one spongy spot. With a weak whine, your one hand tried to stop that offending hand. 

“Awww, what’s wrong, Babe? Can’t hold a little stimulation?”

You wouldn’t say this out aloud but god damn, you felt even needy when he teased you like that. But, of course, he knew by the way you sucked his fingers back inside. He only grinned even wider at your body’s honest response. You had to pull back the stupid towel to find his dick. It was ready for you alright. He let out a hiss when you fisted him a little too hard.

“In me, please?”

Now, you mentioned that Satoru’s eyes were your weakness. That also worked in reverse as well. How could he hold back when his adorable wife was looking at him with those lustful eyes and her hand on his dick? So, he complied with your request by pulling your hips onto him.

You let out a shocked and yet relieved gasp when his dick finally filled you. His hand on your waist traveled up to your shoulder to pull you down with each upward thrust of his. Another on your hip urged you to bounce on top of him.

“So soft, so wet, Bunny. You are a good wife to me, aren’t you?”

You nodded absentmindedly with his strong thrusts. He pulled up the sweater to see the shape of his dick inside you. It always fucked his brain up to see himself so intimate inside of you. You let out a series of whimpers and moans when pressed down a hand on it.

“Always so cute, my wifey. I can’t believe this body of yours gave birth to our boy.”

Both of his hands now shifted to hold your boobs handful, leaving up to you for speed. He went back to leave licks and bites on them as you enjoyed his veiny hardness in you. The room was filled with your helpless moans and his approving grunts. 

Only when your chest was filled with his markings, did he put his hands back on your hips. Your eyes weakly opened just in time to see his toothy grin before he resumed fucking into you with all his attention. He didn’t even care when your nails started to leave red scratches on his skin.

“That’s it, Babe. Take it all like a champ. What a good wife that I have.”

His words only spurred you to be pliable to his wishes. Arching your body just the way he loved, you welcomed him into you again and again. He made sure you came with that cock drunken moan of yours before following up to his own come. A few harsh thrusts later, he came hard inside of your warmth. Strings and strings of cum filled you. Your body instinctively tightened up to keep every drop of him in you.

His hips moved a bit longer to prolong the pleasure until he finally stopped to bury his face in your hair. His heavy voice reached your ear, “I love you, Baby.”

His love confession always touched your heart, this time, your pussy too. Because she greedily sucked him even more. He groaned at the action and pulled back to see your blushing face. His fingers gently moved your hair away, “dated for 9 years, married for 8 years. And yet, you still have that fucking adorable reaction.”

You moved forward to hide between his neck and collarbone, “and you wouldn’t?”

Those sexy hips of yours grinded against his. Your lips moved to whisper into his ear, “Satoru, I love you, too.”

You got your answer when he instantly grew hard again inside of you. His body was just as honest as yours.

“I thought my wife was a cute bunny. Turns out she is a vixen”, his hands grabbed your buttcheeks to encourage more grinding.

You bit down at your bottom lip and pressed your forehead onto his, “I have to tell you something.”

He slowed down the grinds to let you know that he was paying attention to you, “yes, Cherrypie?”

“I’m just wondering if you would want another baby?”

His body came to a sudden halt so you grew a bit concerned, “I mean- Kaito is adorable and I love him too much. But, I want another baby to dot on too. You said you didn’t want him to grow up lonely before so I was-”

You were cut short because he shut you up with a kiss. Whatever you were saying died down when he started to thrust again. You felt you were being carried but you didn’t care enough to open your eyes.

Only when he carefully let you down, you find yourself in front of the full-body mirror. 

“Hold on”, was his only warning before he resumed fucking into you from behind.

Yeps and moans slipped from your lips as he didn’t give you a moment to adjust. It wasn’t like you needed it though. You are more than wet after the last round. 

“I thought you would never ask, Lovebug. I would love to put another baby in you. Do you think I like seeing you renewing birth control? I just didn’t think you weren’t ready for more. You could have said so.”

His left arm wrapped around your waist to keep you in place for the breeding. Since he was way taller than you, you had to strain your toes to keep up with his pace. Your hands feebly held on the mirror in front of you. The right hand of his slipped into your sweater and squeezed your boob.

“Just the thought of them getting filled with milk again. This precious body of yours is getting round with our child again. I would have done anything to see it, you know. Now, watch how I will breed you again like a real bunny.”

His teeth bit down on your shoulder blades. Each thrust would have sent you flying forward if he wasn’t holding you still. Moans through your drooling lips were evidence of how much you were loving this. Your legs shook with exhilaration but you kept still just for him. 

Your heart skipped a beat when you found his bright blue eyes in the mirror. They were looking at you like you are all that matters to him. His pupils dilated so much that blue irises were barely there. That fluffy white hair of his stuck to his forehead with sweat. The way his teeth latched on your skin had you growing hotter as if you were being fucked like an animal. Gosh, all of that just made you soaking wet for him. You could feel some liquids had been dripping onto the floor.

At one particular thrust, your unsuspecting orgasm took all your breath. Your body flinched with aroused stimulation but he kept going with all he had in store. You knew that if you didn’t do anything, he would not let himself go. So, you calculatingly threaded your fingers with his, “Give me, give me every single drop, Satoru.”

Inhumanely, his eyes lit up with determination and fucked into you even faster and harder. But, you got your result when he finally cummed with a groan into your neck. You really tried to keep all inside but some dripped along your thrusts. How did he still come this much after the first round?

Your inner wall spasmed with him inside so he gave you a few more thrusts to calm your body. It always worked like a charm. Your body calmed down when he firmly placed his dick deep inside. You swore that your body was such a hoe for him. Finally lifting your chin up, he kissed you tenderly. His fingers wiped away some of your drool and sweat.

“You’re okay, wifey?”

You could only offer a nod. He sent his signature grin and placed kisses all over your face. The action would be considered innocent if you weren’t still cockwarming for him.

After peppering a few more kisses, he moved backward to sit on the bed, with you attached to his dick.

Letting out a quiet moan, you sat on his dick, “no more for tonight, Satoru. I’m ruined for the night.”

“What are you saying? You say you want another child. We need to make sure it takes”, he chuckled near your ear before separating your legs open in front of the mirror again, “hang on there, Baby. Round 3.”

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