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A faint warmth rises to his cheeks as he feels the scrape against his abdomen and Tenpi’s breath catches in his throat.

“Twins?” he starts softly. “My, and I thought one would keep us busy enough.”

Tenpi’s smile widens. “Anything for you, my love.”

Shichiro takes in a deep breath, his tired eyes alight with attention, and with one last pat to Tenpi’s stomach he says, “The calm way you agree to having my babies never gets old.”

Then he gives one last kiss and laughs softly into it.

“Mm, okay-- as much as I want to stand here defiling you” -- one hand comes around to swat Tenpi’s behind -- “I should probably shower before breakfast. Yeah?

“Thank you for taking such good care of me, angel.”

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It’s hard not to melt whenever Shichiro kisses him like this.

Actually, it’s impossible.

Every time, without fail, his knees buckle at least a bit and he clings a little more tightly onto his husband.

“You know, for a guy who just worked as long as you did, you always manage to have quite a bit of energy when you get home,” he coos affectionately as he presses a fourth, fifth, sixth kiss onto Shichiro’s mouth.

“If you want something else though, I can make it.”

“Yeah?” Voice lowering into a purr, Shichiro’s teeth drag over his lip as one hand drags blunt nails over Tenpi’s belly.

“I want twins.”

And he grins, nuzzling the tip of his nose. “Please?”

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A high pitched giggle sounds from the back of his throat as he’s tugged in tightly, his hands moving towards his husband’s shoulders to steady himself.

“Whatever daddy wants, daddy gets,” Tenpi purrs as he wraps his arms loosely around his neck and leans down to sweetly but deeply greet him with a kiss.

Tenpi lives a happy life. He enjoys his job and the people he works with, but nothing quite matches the ecstasy his husband elicits. Seven years never felt so quick.

“Did you eat yet?” he murmurs into the kiss, despite knowing the answer. “I’ve got some Yakisoba I was gonna bring you if you ended up late.”

“Yakisoba?” Shichiro echoes, as fond as ever of Tenpi’s sweet little accent (subtle as it’s become through their years of practise). “Mm...”

He presses one kiss to his lips. “I want it.”

Two, as he takes steps forward and leads Tenpi back. “Coming home to breakfast from my sweetheart...”

The third one is long, and deep, and the taste of his husband’s tongue has him sighing as he squeezes over his hips.

“This is the stuff I live for, you know?”

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“Hey babe!”

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Like clockwork, Shichiro's exhaustion turns into bright cheer that lights up his eyes.

"Te-n-pi!" He leaves his shoes at the well by the front door, too preoccupied with taking long strides forward. Lovingly, he sets two hands on his husband's neck and strokes the soft column of his throat with his thumbs.

"I'm home." Shichiro's palms trail down Ted's chest until he can hold him by the waist. "Give daddy a kiss."

Then he tugs him forward sharply.

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