𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐅𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫
Word Count: 1.1k
Pairing: Tanaka Ryūnosuke x Reader.
Genre: 18+, Smut (MDNI).
Content Warnings: Slight body dysphoria, Body worshiping, Lactation, Breeding kink, Fingering.
Beta Reader: @vanille--kiss
A/N: Hello hello hellooooo~ This is my entry for @trueshellz kink collab, which you can find here! It's also a request from my beloved wife @kuroos-babygirl, I hope you enjoy this my love!
A whimper comes out of your parted lips as Tanaka’s hands keep fondling your chest.
Your husband’s chin rests over your shoulder as he looks down at your exposed cleavage. Grinning, his hands press the soft mounds together, using his index fingers to run circles over the erect nipples, sending goosebumps down your back.
He groans in response to every whimper you give, he angles his hips to grind his length against your soaked panties.
He just couldn’t help himself, not after coming out of the nursery where your baby slept and walking past the bedroom, where he found you standing before the full-length mirror wearing only a pair of panties and a loose shirt that you pulled over until the fabric rested above your belly.
With a dejected pout, your fingers traced the patterns of stretch marks littered across your tummy and hips, skimming across the reminders left on your skin from pregnancy.
It’s not like having your baby was a bad thing, in fact you couldn’t be happier every time you looked at the small child napping in the nursery.
But while you’re not exactly… pleased by the sight before your eyes, Tanaka has a whole different opinion as his mouth waters every time he looks at your body.
“Ryuuuu…” Are you whining from pleasure or embarrassment? Either way his movements never stop, they never falter as he continues to worship every inch of your body.
“You make such pretty noises, babe.” The playful tone in his voice doesn’t match the sinful tug on your nipples, or the slow, lazy rocking of his erection, pressed firmly against your soaked panties.
Your own hands rest over Tanaka’s thighs, nails digging into his jeans as he tugs your nipples again.
One hand releases you from the delicious torment, inching its way lower and lower until brushes against the hem of the underwear, he toys with the garment for a bit, tugging it higher until it presses against your clit. The cotton is uncomfortably soaked at that point.
“You’re beautiful, y’know?” He kisses the side of your head and tugs your panties harder, prying another cry out of your mouth.
“Ah… Am I?” You look down at your body, tears brimming the corners of your eyes as they threaten to cascade their way down your chin. Are they the result of the discontent you feel? or from the delicious torment inflicted on your body? “Even like this?”
“Especially like this.” He pinches your nipple all of sudden, rolling it between his rough fingertips. Your panties are pulled aside in sync, and a pair of fingers traces your slit softly. Your back arches in pleasure, pushing your ass into his body, and the friction of you against him has Tanaka groaning even louder. “You’re so beautiful and strong. And you gave me the biggest blessing in this world.”
Your heart flutters happily in your chest, you want to say something to your husband but the words get stuck in your throat as a finger slides between your soaked folds, disappearing inside your heat with a lavish thrust. “Ryu!”
It’s not only the cotton of your panties feeling uncomfortably soaked now. There’s a wet patch growing around your chest now, as Tanaka squishes your tit harder the spot continues to grow in size, warming your face as you realize what happened.
“Heh, you’re so wet right now, literally!” He chuckles, squishing the mound again, and more milk seeps out as he plays with your nipple.
“If you start with t-the dad jokes, I’m gonna--” You want to finish that sentence so badly, but the fingers curling against your walls prevent it. Feeling your juices dripping on his lap makes his cock twitch painfully. It’s enough to pump his fingers faster and deeper, until you’re panting his name over and over again.
“Can’t wait to fill you with my cum again. Think you’ll get pregnant on the first try?” He starts panting against your skin, warm huffs ghosting over your skin as his hips start rutting harder against you. When your walls clamp down on his fingers, he slowly pulls them out, ignoring your disappointed cries.
Swiftly, your body eventually faces him. Legs spread open as they straddle him in place, with your panties discarded in the process. Your hands grip his shoulders for support as he unzips his pants, soiled at the front with all of your slick. His cock springs out of his briefs, with a thick vein throbbing at the underside of it, right where its curve is more notorious.
“Come on babe, a quick one won’t hurt, yeah? and I just put the little birdie to rest.”
His tip rubs against your slit lazily, spreading your folds lightly with every brush, he makes sure to pay more attention to your clit, swollen and fluttering with need.
“If they wake up, Ryu, I swear to god that I--”
You don’t get to finish that sentence, not as he lifts you by the hips and slowly lowers you down on his cock. When your lips part with a breathless cry, Tanaka can’t help himself, meeting your hips with a firm thrust of his own.
When he’s finally sheathed all the way in, your entire body is shuddering in his hold. The hands holding you by the hips suddenly release their hold, inching their way back to your chest.
As his hands cup your chest again, Tanaka stays still for a minute. He pulls out slowly and helps you stand up, twirling you around, he quickly brings you back to his lap, this time facing you properly with a grin as he sinks you down on his cock once again.
Your arms lace around his neck for support, staying still in place as his hands make their way back to your chest. He pulls your shirt swiftly until the fabric lays over your chest, which he squeezes again just as quickly. He stares intensely at the warm substance seeping out, dribbling down the underside of your tit and licks it away with a hum.
The moans you give spur him on further, so he takes a nub in his mouth and begins moving in sync with the twirls of his tongue around your nipple, hands guiding you back and forth on his length until nothing but your sweet moans fill the room, along with the wet slapping of skin.
“So good, you look so good riding my cock.” He parts from your abused tit with a pant, wiping the corner of his mouth before dipping down towards the other nipple.
“Can’t wait for our family to grow again.”
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