Want my kids? // Kiyoshi Teppei x Fem!Reader
MDNI 18+ knb kinktober entry!!
A/N: this one wasn't based on any request, it's just me naturally being a slut for my husband teppei 🤰🏽
Context: something's been in Teppei's mind lately, and that is to stuff you so full that you eventually give him a kid.
Warnings: Kiyoshi has a breeding kink, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, creampie, mention of pregnancy and slight allusion to lactation kink
When you first introduced Teppei Kiyoshi to your friends and family, their judgement was unanimous: you better tie him down before it’s too late and you lose what may be – in all impartiality of course – the perfect husband. And you wouldn’t disagree, no. How can you? It doesn’t matter how you try to look at it, he just happens to fill all the requirements.
Nice? He’s a living teddy bear.
Smart? A true genius hiding behind the smile of an idiot.
Interesting? He has so many layers to his personality that you, yourself, might get lost trying to understand him.
Face card? He’s got it, a stereotypically handsome visage.
The body? You would never dare question his athleticism looking at him.
And his cock? ...Shit, you can cry for it.
You seriously lucked out, there is no denying that. Teppei is surely the kind of man that makes you stop in the middle of your rant on how much you hate men, just because you are reminded of his existence, and it goes against all that his peers are. Then again, he might be the exception that proves the rule. But that’s another debate that you won’t get into.
Not now, anyway, not when he’s come home with the need for you. Yet today is nothing special. It’s a day like every other, you’d say it might even be a tad more boring than usual. But the tall man’s mind is wired differently, and something with the way you look sitting on your couch, mindlessly looking for something to entertain your night, drives him nuts. He’s not too upfront about it, he knows that won’t take him that far. The most you can possibly do if he comes to you with a “hey babe, I’m feeling horny” is probably suck him, or let him finger you right there on the couch for a quick release of his desires. Not that you have any issue with getting properly fucked by him, but rather that he’s somewhat of a perfectionist on this front.
If Teppei Kiyoshi is having sex with his girlfriend, he’s doing it right.
No quickies, no half-assed attempts at an orgasm. No. He does things properly – there is no point to any of it if by the end you are not shaking and crying, thanking him for the cum he keeps stuffing in your pussy. That’s why his approach is meticulous, almost strategic with the way he talks to you first, genuinely happy to hear you talk about whenever. And then he sits by your side, arms pulling you to cocoon up in the comfort of his hold. It’s all soft and sweet, like him. Little after, he follows up with soft, almost innocent, kisses on your face. All you can do is smile like an idiot in love – which you are. With each contact of his lips on your skin, you can feel your heart race.
Before you know it, he’s got you thrown over his shoulder as if you’re made of chiffon, deep chuckle accompanying his steps to your room. He drops you on the mattress, making you giggle like a schoolgirl. You’d be embarrassed to act that way if you were with anyone else, but something with the way Teppei looks at you makes you feel disinhibited of all your shames.
Drunk on his kisses, on the taste of him as you make out languidly. The way he pushes his tongue against yours in a desperate attempt to get more of you, as if it’s even possible. And you pull him closer, closer, closer. It’s somewhat messy but it makes sense to you.
“Teppei, need you...” your desperate whispers are followed by the tugs on his shirt, urging him to let you feel his skin against yours.
He indulges in your demands, letting your hands roam the plain of his broad chest, taking him in. He’s so big, he could actually break you, you think. Yet, he’s always treated you with such reverence that it’s almost a funny contrast with his imposing figure. A force that would wreck you if you plead for him to, only so he can see that blissed out look on your face when he manages to make you feel heavenly. Fuck, aren’t you a sight? Every second you spend touching him with burning desire drives him closer to pure insanity. Thoughts clouded by the idea of having you full of him – the whole process of watching you beg for more of his cum, as if it were a blessing to take it.
Maybe it is, Teppei ponders. His blood rushes straight to his dick at the simple thought of getting you pregnant. All full and round for him, bearing his offspring in the temple that is your body. Yeah, you’d be such a great mother, and he’d be such a loving father to your kids. He wants plenty of them, the essence of both of you carried out in what he already imagines to be the greatest children in the world. And he’ll make you his wife, too. Nothing makes him happier and harder than the thought of spending eternity loving you. Ah... if only he could do that, filling your sweet hole with his seed continuously, loving you more as you take it with much enthusiasm.
His fantasy ridden brain controls each of his moves, the hands that grip your waist to pull you closer to him, before trailing down to your cunt. Lips peppering your thighs with kisses and nips – he could stay there forever, between your legs. So close to your pussy, your pussy that engulfs his fingers with appetite.
“I know baby” he coos, thumb finding your aching clitoris to tease, “I love it so much when you soak my fingers like that.”
You whimper, the way he pushes his long digits in your gummy walls setting your body on fire. He can’t help the smile on his lips when you force him to get closer, just so you can drown your sweet noises in kisses. He swallows each moan that rolls off your tongue, his thumb rolling your clit like it was a toy for him to enjoy. Each stroke making your hips buck forward to meet his big hand. You look at the way it covers your entire pussy, a warm hold on it as he lets his expert fingers make you squirm.
“Gonna come on my fingers, aren’t ya?” he chuckles, “go ahead, make a mess.”
You hiss, seeing stars for a few seconds as you release around his digits, hips moving frantically as he keeps circling your aching bud, solely for the pleasure of hearing the cute mewls that leave your pretty lips.
“So pretty when you come, honey” he hums, covering your skin with kisses as his mouth trails up your torso.
You can barely utter any words – he’s done barely anything that he already has you speechless. He smiles, a lingering stare on your fucked out expression, from where his head rest on your chest. You let out a soft laugh; nothing is particularly funny, you just happen to be incredibly happy at this very moment. Something with the feeling of his brown locks around your fingers as he kisses your chest, then suckle on your nipples – one after the other, Teppei doesn’t play favourites – just to draw out your honeyed sighs.
He can’t stop thinking about it. The idea of one day seeing your breasts full and tender as he’ll be in this exact same predicament, except that he’ll also be blessed by the delicious taste of your milk on his tongue, added to the salt of your skin. How can he not pop a boner when he’s a prey to such thoughts? And not a single sign on your face that you’ll ever say no to his intentions.
“Maybe I shouldn’t wear a condom tonight, what do you say?” he mumbles against your skin.
Truth be told, he doesn’t need an answer, he already knows it. You’ll say yes, evidently. He can hear the thumping of your heart when he brings up the idea. Of course, you’ll get soaking wet at the idea of taking him raw, everything about it is enticing.
“Yeah, wanna feel you.” You smile.
It’s all he needs to hear before he flips you over to your stomach, gently pulling your hips up to meet his pelvis. His clothed erection poking at your ass, making you impatient.
“Gonna fill you so much babe, you’re gonna be a mommy.” He says, the sweetest smile on his face. The idea makes him elated, hell, he’s already leaking pre when he finally removes his last pieces of clothing. “You want it, right?”
“Uh-huh!” you’re too eager, it’s almost funny.
Your butt pushing against him just to feel his thick member against you. He laughs, watching you with awe. It’s truly heartwarming, how much you adore his dick. He rests at your entrance, nicely nestled between your folds. So pretty. Your arousal from your previous orgasm and his pre-cum mixing on his tip like colours mix on the brush of a painter. And he might be an artist tonight, one who can't wait to paint your walls white.
“Gonna give you what you want, then.” He slowly sinks in, watching the way your back arches as a reaction. He leans forward so his words can fall directly in your ear. “I love you, you know that?”
What a malicious bastard, you think as the words travel to your brain. He knows damn well that nothing makes your pussy clench as much as words of love from him. He can feel it perfectly, your tightness around his thick cock, as he pushes deeper. Pleasure written all over his face, he lets his groans echo around, creating a symphony with the creaks of the bed and the slap of his pelvis against your ass.
He can’t help but grip your hips tightly, mesmerized by the way you welcome his thrusts with so much enthusiasm, whines blessing his ears as you grip the sheets.
“Teppei, love when you fuck me!”
“Yeah?” he chuckles, pulling your head back to kiss your cheek lovingly. “You’re so sweet.”
Glossy eyes look at him, a filter of desire covering your irises as you struggle to hold up. He fucks you so good, it’s insane. Feeling him inside of you with nothing in between, the direct contact of his dick with the honeyed walls of your cunt, letting you take in the sensation of every vein, and the squish of his tip, so close to your cervix that it makes you wince.
You can’t even put words on how you feel, brain clouded by his moves. He knows you so well that he’s got the pace and depth mastered in the way that would make you squirm in a few minutes, feeling your body plead for a form a release – anything, really. It’s almost embarrassing, how fast you’ve come to that state. You would like to pin it on your endless love for him – after all, isn’t love the greatest aphrodisiac? But it’s clearly not it. It’s the full knowledge that he’s only fucking you this good with the intent of getting you pregnant. It may be twisted to some extent to come just for that reason, but the idea of being fucked so good that you end up bearing his child is certainly what brings you to your orgasm this time.
The brunette stills for a moment, surprised to say the least. He’s not used to you getting there just that easily – if anything, he’s just getting started. But here you are, drooling on the pillow below your face, too sensitive to take more, yet unable of drawing away from him. And when he reprises his movements, all you can do is jolt, back round as you instinctively pull away.
“Come on pretty, I’m not over yet” he coos, pulling your hips back to him, before digging deep inside you again. “Just a bit more, you wanna take my cum, don’t you?”
He laughs softly, pressing his chest to your bare back as he pushes the hair away from your face, just to see that god-sent look on your face. Your quivering lips that mewl out his name in need, and the light that dances in your eyes, speaking your deepest thoughts loud enough for him to understand how much you crave him. He lets his fingers linger on your bottom lip, swiping the drool away. You hum, kissing the pad of his digits, before taking them in your mouth.
Teppei’s cock twitches at the sight. It is such a blessing falling upon him, your tongue swerving around his fingers languidly, the faint taste of your pussy on them as you melt in the soft, slow back-and-forth of his dick inside of you. It’s hypnotizing, something he cannot take his eyes away from, until you spit out his digits with a breath. He grits his teeth, holding your face to look at you as he picks up the rhythm. You gasp, barely able to maintain eye contact – but it doesn’t matter, because you can still feel his brown eyes taking in every inch of your face.
His arm wraps around your waist, keeping your limp, exhausted body from giving up. Just a bit more, he needs it so much... just a bit more of you.
But you’re oversensitive and he’s doing you so good that you can’t even think about trying to delay your high even more. No, the only thing in your mind is him. Teppei Kiyoshi, and the eventuality of being completely full of his semen.
“Fuck... Teppei!” is all you can properly voice out between your wanton moans and desperate gasps.
He’s breathless, your cunt milking him of every single drop of his liquid that he can gift you. The incessant contractions of your walls as you navigate through your orgasm making him shake slightly, holding you tighter – if that’s even possible – as he keeps his cock deep inside you.
“That’s good, take it.” He mutters against the skin of your shoulder.
But he can’t get enough. Words fail to transcribe the way he feels, it’s a sort of heaven he can’t even believe he has the privilege to access. And it’s you, it’s feeling himself spill in you, that is the high he wishes to chase forever. Getting you to carry his children, as many as you can take with that same elated smile on your precious face.
“One more, babe, is that alright? You’ll make such a pretty mum.”
