Sylus catches you touching yourself in the shower when you thought he was busy...
Sylus had been super busy for the past two weeks. Always on his computer and having meetings. He would even stay up late on his computer trying to keep up with all the work he had to do.
"Sylus! It's 1 am. You need to go to bed." You would say. He would just tell you to go back to sleep and not to worry about it. But you worried about him anyway. I mean, he was your husband. The love of your life.
Though you didn't like him working that much, it was manageable. You would make dinner and he would eat at his desk while you ate at the table. He would apologize non-stop. "I'm so sorry I have to work this much, sweetie. I promise I'll make time for you soon." He would always say. I mean you felt bad that he had to work all that time and it worried you because of how stressed he was.
The part that really messed you up, was when you were horny...
Sylus has been working since 4 am. You had been horny since Wednesday...It was Saturday. As much as you wanted to walk up to him and tear his clothes off, he's working so hard and you can't waste his time.
So you pick up the dildo and vibrator from your nightstand and walk to the bathroom. You turn the water on and slowly take your clothes off. Your pussy was so desperate for his cock.
You had a standing shower, but it was big with frosted glass. Enough room for you to spread your legs and slide the pink vibrator in. You let out a light whimper at the feeling. Then, you slide in the dildo and push it in and out of your pussy at a brutal pace. Anything to replicate the feeling of Sylus's cock.
Your whimpers grew just a little louder when your first orgasm crashes.
All of a sudden, the bathroom door opens and so does the shower door.
"Sylus!"
He doesn't say anything. His cock is already out and its hard.
He pulled out the dildo and vibrator from your wet pussy. He keeps the vibrator and rubs it on your clit as he slide his cock in.
The feeling makes him moan. But not as loud as yours.
"Care to explain why my pretty girl is all alone, touching herself in the shower?" Sylus asks, slowly sliding his hard cock in and out of your pussy.
"I-I thought you were busy-"
"That's no excuse, kitten." Sylus said, pace quickening.
"Ah- Sylus!"
"I don't care how much work I have, Sweetheart. When you need this cock, you tell me, okay?"
"Y-Yes." His pace quickened. "O-Oh! Sylus! I'm gonna cum!" And with that, your second orgasm crashed through you, leaving your legs shaking and Sylus filling you up with hot ropes of cum.
Let's just say, you learned your lesson.
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the first time you meet toji fushiguro, you think he's asleep.
he's stretched across a bench outside a convenience store, one arm thrown over his eyes, dressed in a worn black hoodie despite the warmth of the afternoon. there's a duffel bag tucked beneath the bench, the zipper half-broken, and a pair of scuffed boots resting neatly underneath him like he's worried someone might steal them.
you almost keep walking. then his stomach growls, loud enough that you hear it from several feet away. you stop & he doesn't move. for a second you wonder if pretending to sleep is less embarrassing than admitting he's hungry.
your chest tightens. you quietly step into the convenience store instead.
when you come back outside, you're balancing two warm paper bags and a drink carrier. you crouch beside the bench. "um..." nothing. "...excuse me?"
one green eye slowly opens. toji looks at you like you've interrupted the best nap of his life. "yeah?"
you awkwardly hold out one of the bags. "i, um... bought too much."
he stares at it. "didn't ask."
you nod quickly. "i know. but i thought maybe you were hungry."
another long silence. he's waiting, probably for you to ask for money. or your phone number. or for you to tell him there's a camera hidden somewhere filming his reaction.
instead you just smile a little. "it's okay if you don't want it." you gently place the bag on the bench beside him. "have a nice day."
and before he can answer you walk away.
toji waits until you're halfway down the street before opening the bag. inside is still-warm katsu curry, a bottle of water & a chocolate bar with a little sticky note folded in half.
please don't skip dinner.
that's it. no number. no name. nothing. he stares at the note for a long time. "weird." then quietly eats every bite.
he expects never to see you again. instead, three days later... you're back. same convenience store. same shy smile. same ridiculous amount of groceries in your arms. you stop when you notice him sitting on the curb. "oh." your face brightens. "hi."
toji blinks. "hi"
you hesitate. "did you like the curry?"
he almost lies. almost says it was terrible just to see your reaction. instead: "yeah"
your smile grows impossibly bigger. "good."
"that's it?"
you tilt your head. "what else would i say?"
"most people would've asked for somethin'."
"like what?"
"money."
you laugh. "i already spent my money on the curry."
he stares. you genuinely seem confused by the conversation, like kindness costing something has never occurred to you.
it becomes... a thing. every few days, you'll "accidentally" buy too much. an extra sandwich. an extra coffee. an extra pastry. and every single time, you insist you couldn't possibly finish it alone.
toji stops arguing after the fourth visit. mostly because he's starting to realize arguing makes you sad. he weirdly doesn't like that.
eventually, he learns your routine. every tuesday and thursday after work, always stopping at the same store, always carrying too many reusable shopping bags because you refuse to use plastic ones. always smiling at the old cashier & always waving goodbye. it's sickeningly wholesome.
he hates how much he starts looking forward to it. "you got a name?"
you blink, "yeah."
"you gonna tell me?"
you giggle which completely throws him off. "only if you tell me yours first."
"toji."
you repeat it quietly, like you're testing how it sounds. "toji."
he pretends it doesn't make his heart do something weird. then you tell him your name & he repeats it once. you're not sure if it's the street lamp lihgting, you'd think he was smiling.
the first time it rains while you're talking, you immediately panic. "your bag!"
toji looks over. "what about it?"
"it's getting wet!"
before he can stop you, you're dragging the heavy duffel beneath the shelter with both hands, huffing from the effort because it's apparently filled with bricks.
"there." you beam. "better."
"thanks."
"of course."
weeks turn into months. toji eventually admits he's sleeping in his truck. "that's... slightly better than the bench? do you have blankets?"
"yeah."
"are you lying?"
"maybe."
the next afternoon you show up with two thick blankets. "my closet was getting crowded."
he raises an eyebrow. "really."
"okay, i bought them."
"thought so."
you never pity him. that's what he notices. you don't look at him like he's broken or dangerous, or someone to avoid, you ask him about his day, tell him about the stray cat that's started following you home. complain about your boss. laugh over dumb internet videos.
you talk to him like he's just a person, not dirt under your shoe. it's infuriating. he'd almost forgotten what that felt like.
one evening you find him outside the store again, except this time he's standing. clean clothes, fresh haircut, a little less tired around the eyes.
you notice immediately. "you look different."
he scratches the back of his neck. got a job."
your face lights up so brightly he actually has to look away. "toji!"
before he can react, you've thrown your arms around him. the hug lasts maybe two seconds which then ends when you suddenly realize what you've done. your eyes widen. "oh my gosh—i'm sorry!" you immediately let go, mortified. "i should've asked first—"
"you happy for me?"
you blink. "of course."
he nods once. then quietly says, "do it again."
"...what?"
"the hug."
your cheeks turn pink. "are you sure?"
instead of answering, he opens one arm awkwardly like he hasn't hugged someone in years. maybe he hasn't. you smile, step forward and this time, when you wrap your arms around him, he hugs you back carefully. he closes his eyes for just a second, breathing in the faint scent of laundry detergent and vanilla.
home.
he doesn't know why that's the first word that comes to mind. he just knows that for the first time in a very long time... he isn't thinking about where he's going to sleep. he's thinking about whether you'll be waiting outside the convenience store on thursday.
after that, things change so quietly that neither of you notices at first.
he's still waiting outside the convenience store on tuesdays and thursdays, except now he isn't there because he's hungry.
he's there because you're coming.
you still bring him coffee some mornings, even though he now has enough money to buy his own. you still insist on splitting pastries in half because "they taste better when someone else steals a bite."
toji rolls his eyes every single time.
then steals the bigger half.
he learns the little things about you before he learns the big ones. that you always tear the sleeves off your coffee cups because you fidget when you're nervous. that you hum absentmindedly while reading ingredient labels. that you can't walk past flowers without stopping to smell them, no matter how rushed you are.
you're soft in ways he doesn't think the world deserves. toji has spent most of his life believing kindness always comes with conditions. people are nice because they want something, they expect something. eventually they'll remind you of everything they did for you. but you never do. you never bring up the meals. it's almost unsettling.
one afternoon he finally asks. "why?"
you look up from where you're trying to untangle the strap of your tote bag. "why what?"
"why'd you help me?"
your brows knit together like the answer is obvious. "you looked like you needed it."
"that's it?"
"yeah."
"you didn't even know me."
you smile softly. "i know."
his first paycheck isn't much. after rent on a tiny apartment and replacing clothes that have seen better days, there isn't much left over. still.
the following thursday, he gets to the convenience store before you. he waits outside, hands shoved into his pockets. when you finally appear, smiling the moment you spot him, he awkwardly holds something out.
it's a paper bag. you blink. "what's this?"
"bought too much."
you look at him. "toji."
he shrugs. "couldn't finish it."
you laugh so hard you have to cover your mouth. "you're terrible."
"learned from you."
inside is your favorite sandwich. the strawberry milk you always buy and a chocolate bar. tucked inside is a tiny sticky note with handwriting so bad it takes you several minutes to decipher it.
please don't skip lunch.
your eyes immediately sting. "you kept the note."
"yeah."
"why?"
he looks at you like you've asked the dumbest question imaginable. "'cause you wrote it."
you don't realize you're crying until he sighs. "aw, don't do that."
you sniffle. "i'm not."
"you're literally cryin'."
"happy crying."
"still counts."
you laugh through your tears and, without thinking, throw your arms around him again.
this time he doesn't hesitate.
his arms wrap around your waist almost instantly, pulling you close with a quiet little huff, like this has become the most natural thing in the world.
months later, you're helping him unpack the last box in his apartment. it's tiny. the couch barely fits. the kitchen only has enough room for one person at a time. the bedroom window sticks whenever you try to open it. you think it's perfect. "you've got a home."
toji looks around the room. "yeah."
but he isn't looking at the apartment anymore. he's looking at the girl kneeling on his living room floor, carefully placing cheap mugs into the cupboard like they're priceless antiques.
the girl who fed a stranger because she thought he looked hungry and who bought blankets without making him feel like charity. who never once looked at him with pity, just warmth.
he walks over before he can think too hard about it. "hey."
you glance up. "hm?"
he crouches in front of you, takes your hands. "i got somethin' to ask."
"okay."
he scratches the back of his neck, suddenly looking strangely nervous. "you've been buyin' me food for almost a year."
you giggle. "i have."
"think it's about time i returned the favor."
"toji."
"let me take you to dinner."
you smile. "that's your big question?"
"yeah."
"i thought you were gonna ask me to help build ikea furniture or something."
he snorts. "don't push your luck."
you laugh, squeezing his hands. "i'd love to."
the smile that spreads across his face is small, crooked. so unbelievably boyish that it barely resembles the guarded man sleeping on a park bench all those months ago. you don't think you'll ever get tired of being the reason for it.
years later, whenever someone asks how you met, toji always tells the story wrong. he'll lean back in his chair, completely serious, and say, "she wouldn't stop feeding me."
you'll gasp dramatically. "that's not true!"
"is."
"i offered you one curry!"
"then coffee. then pastries. then blankets."
everyone laughs.
you bury your face in your hands. "i was just trying to help."
toji reaches over, intertwining his fingers with yours beneath the table. his thumb brushes across your knuckles. "i know." his voice is quieter now, only meant for you. "best thing that ever happened to me."
and every single time he says it — he still sounds like he can't quite believe someone as kind as you stopped walking that first afternoon. all you thought you were doing was buying lunch for a stranger.
you never realized you were giving him a reason to believe life could be gentle again. or that one warm paper bag and a little sticky note would eventually lead him home.
You missed your period. You thought it was just going to come late, but it never came in the first place.
So here you are, sitting on the toilet, pissing into a cup and placing the test in it. You place a second one in there just in case.
Your hands and legs are shaking. You just wanted to have Toji by your side, but you LOVED those videos of girls telling their husbands that they were pregnant and you wanted to make that reality.
You waited the given amount of time and finally flip over the two tests. 'pregnant' they both say.
You gasp as quiet as you can.
You were pregnant. You're growing the love of your life's baby right inside of you.
You start overthinking and make an excuse to leave the house. Instead of going to the makeup store, you were going to get an ultrasound.
So now here you are, holding the photo of the little circle. You were 5 weeks. FIVE.
You need to tell Toji.
You walk back into the house. "Hey, baby." He says, looking up and pausing the tv.
"hey,"
"why didn't you buy anything?"
"...About that."
"What?" Toji stands up an walks closer to you.
"I didn't go to the store, Ji."
"Where did you go? He asks.
You hold both of his hands in yours. You let go to reach for your back pocket. "I went to the doctor, " you say pulling out the photo. "To get an ultrasound." You show him the photo. "I'm pregnant, Toji."
His eyes widen slightly and his lips part. "Oh my god." He almost tackles you with how much force he uses to hug you. "Ohh, baby!"
He pulls you into a passionate kiss. "You happy?" You ask.
"Oh, baby. You've made me the happiest man alive."
You missed your period. You thought it was just going to come late, but it never came in the first place.
So here you are, sitting on the toilet, pissing into a cup and placing the test in it. You place a second one in there just in case.
Your hands and legs are shaking. You just wanted to have Toji by your side, but you LOVED those videos of girls telling their husbands that they were pregnant and you wanted to make that reality.
You waited the given amount of time and finally flip over the two tests. 'pregnant' they both say.
You gasp as quiet as you can.
You were pregnant. You're growing the love of your life's baby right inside of you.
You start overthinking and make an excuse to leave the house. Instead of going to the makeup store, you were going to get an ultrasound.
So now here you are, holding the photo of the little circle. You were 5 weeks. FIVE.
You need to tell Toji.
You walk back into the house. "Hey, baby." He says, looking up and pausing the tv.
"hey,"
"why didn't you buy anything?"
"...About that."
"What?" Toji stands up an walks closer to you.
"I didn't go to the store, Ji."
"Where did you go? He asks.
You hold both of his hands in yours. You let go to reach for your back pocket. "I went to the doctor, " you say pulling out the photo. "To get an ultrasound." You show him the photo. "I'm pregnant, Toji."
His eyes widen slightly and his lips part. "Oh my god." He almost tackles you with how much force he uses to hug you. "Ohh, baby!"
He pulls you into a passionate kiss. "You happy?" You ask.
"Oh, baby. You've made me the happiest man alive."
Sylus never fails to spoil you on your anniversary
( fluff, Sylusxmc, very light smut. )
You wake up to the smell of breakfast tickling your nose. Sylus. You sit up in bed just to see the single rose sitting on your nightstand and a little note underneath.
Good morning, my love. We’ve been married 2 years now. Though it’s been so long, I’m still surprised by your strength and talent every day.
I’m making breakfast for you. It’ll be done soon. I have to go into work today. Only for a little while. I love you lots.
- S.
just that note made you feel emotional. You walk out of the bedroom and to the kitchen.
“Sy, baby.” You walk closer to him, arms wide open. Sylus puts the spatula down and pulls you into a warm embrace.
“I take it you saw the note I left for you?” Sylus asks, pulling away.
“mhm” you kiss his cheek. “It was very sweet, baby.” Sylus kisses your forehead and finishes plating your breakfast.
You two were eating breakfast when you say, “I left a little something in your desk, Sylus.”
“oh yeah?” He chuckles.
“yes,” you say holding your head high. “I left a little more than one thing for you.” You picked up your plates and walked to the sink.
“Don’t wash them babe. I got the cleaning ladies to come today so you don’t have to do the dishes. I also made you a nail appointment so you don’t have to be here while they are cleaning.”
you gasp. “Sylus! You didn’t have do that!”
“I do baby.” You kissed sylus once more and he left for work.
The day before, you left a letter in your husbands desk. It wasn’t a spicy one, but wasn’t a sad one either. You sealed the letter and placed a kiss right on it, leaving your lipstick print right on the seal. You even lightly sprayed your perfume on the piece of paper.
In another drawer you left a little bottle of your perfume you know he loves.
He came home later that day with a smile on his face.
He gave you a new dress - even though you have so many - and told you to get ready for dinner.
When you two came home, you threw each other’s clothes on the floor. It wasn’t the usual hard and rough sex, it was something different. It was just another way to show you loved each other. Not that you don’t usually do that during it. This was just a way that you guys celebrated being together for so long.
Sylus never fails to spoil you on your anniversary
( fluff, Sylusxmc, very light smut. )
You wake up to the smell of breakfast tickling your nose. Sylus. You sit up in bed just to see the single rose sitting on your nightstand and a little note underneath.
Good morning, my love. We’ve been married 2 years now. Though it’s been so long, I’m still surprised by your strength and talent every day.
I’m making breakfast for you. It’ll be done soon. I have to go into work today. Only for a little while. I love you lots.
- S.
just that note made you feel emotional. You walk out of the bedroom and to the kitchen.
“Sy, baby.” You walk closer to him, arms wide open. Sylus puts the spatula down and pulls you into a warm embrace.
“I take it you saw the note I left for you?” Sylus asks, pulling away.
“mhm” you kiss his cheek. “It was very sweet, baby.” Sylus kisses your forehead and finishes plating your breakfast.
You two were eating breakfast when you say, “I left a little something in your desk, Sylus.”
“oh yeah?” He chuckles.
“yes,” you say holding your head high. “I left a little more than one thing for you.” You picked up your plates and walked to the sink.
“Don’t wash them babe. I got the cleaning ladies to come today so you don’t have to do the dishes. I also made you a nail appointment so you don’t have to be here while they are cleaning.”
you gasp. “Sylus! You didn’t have do that!”
“I do baby.” You kissed sylus once more and he left for work.
The day before, you left a letter in your husbands desk. It wasn’t a spicy one, but wasn’t a sad one either. You sealed the letter and placed a kiss right on it, leaving your lipstick print right on the seal. You even lightly sprayed your perfume on the piece of paper.
In another drawer you left a little bottle of your perfume you know he loves.
He came home later that day with a smile on his face.
He gave you a new dress - even though you have so many - and told you to get ready for dinner.
When you two came home, you threw each other’s clothes on the floor. It wasn’t the usual hard and rough sex, it was something different. It was just another way to show you loved each other. Not that you don’t usually do that during it. This was just a way that you guys celebrated being together for so long.
Using a pheromone perfume with your husband Satoru
You and your husband, Satoru, were going on a date while your mother watched your son. This was the perfect time to test out the new pheromone perfume that has been sitting in the dark corner of your closet.
You slip on your fitted blue dress, put on your heels and jacket, and spray a little bit more of the perfume than what was necessary
You walk out of your room and see Satoru sitting on the couch. He looked amazing. Just the sight of him made you wet.
“Damn baby” he said, looking you up and down.
“Toru, not in front of her.” You say pointing to your one year old daughter playing with her toys on the floor.
“ I just can’t help it when my girl looks like this.” He steps closer and is about to give you a kiss when he pauses. “And smells good too.” Satoru leans in and kisses your neck. “What is that, baby?” He asks.
“I got a new perfume. You like it?” You ask with a smirk on your face, trying your hardest not to reveal that you’re using a pheromone perfume.
“Yeah,” just when Satoru was about to kiss you once more, your mother knocks on the front door.
Your mother eventually gets settled with the kids and you and Satoru leave.
You and Satoru finished eating and we’re waiting for dessert when you excused yourself to go to the bathroom. There, you reapplied your perfume and your lipstick. The perfume smelled so good.
You walk back out to the table where your favorite chocolate mousse is waiting. You smile at first, but furrow your brows. You didn’t order your own dessert. You were on a diet and you just really wanted to get the weight off from when you had your daughter.
You finally sit down at the table when Satoru says “I know, sweets, but you’ve been doing so much lately and I know how much you love the mousse from here, so I asked the waiter to bring one for you while you were in the bathroom.” Satoru said with a slight grimace.
“Thank you, Toru.” You say. And with that, you devour the chocolate mousse sitting in front of you.
Once you two finish dinner and desert, Satoru pays and you guys walk to the car. You just finish putting your seatbelt on when he breaks the silence. “Seriously, babe, what are you wearing?” He asks, his pants getting tighter.
“Maybe a little something with…pheromones.” You smirk. Satoru looks at the backseat and then back at you.
“We have tinted windows.”
And that’s why your knees are getting sore as Satoru fucks your throat. His thick length making you gag.
“Thaattss it baby. Mmm!” Satoru moaned. “Oh, baby, you’re gonna make me -hah!- cum!” With that, Satoru shot thick, hot ropes of cum right down your throat.
You finally take his cock out of your mouth and wipe the tears from your eyes.
“god, Toru. My mom’s gonna ask why my makeups ruined!” You laugh.
“Oops” he says buttoning his pants. “We’ll have to make something up then.” You sit up on his lap and lay a kiss on his lips.
Later when you got home, your mother did in fact ask why your makeup was ruined and you stood there awkwardly. Your mom definitely knew why…
Using a pheromone perfume with your husband Satoru
You and your husband, Satoru, were going on a date while your mother watched your son. This was the perfect time to test out the new pheromone perfume that has been sitting in the dark corner of your closet.
You slip on your fitted blue dress, put on your heels and jacket, and spray a little bit more of the perfume than what was necessary
You walk out of your room and see Satoru sitting on the couch. He looked amazing. Just the sight of him made you wet.
“Damn baby” he said, looking you up and down.
“Toru, not in front of her.” You say pointing to your one year old daughter playing with her toys on the floor.
“ I just can’t help it when my girl looks like this.” He steps closer and is about to give you a kiss when he pauses. “And smells good too.” Satoru leans in and kisses your neck. “What is that, baby?” He asks.
“I got a new perfume. You like it?” You ask with a smirk on your face, trying your hardest not to reveal that you’re using a pheromone perfume.
“Yeah,” just when Satoru was about to kiss you once more, your mother knocks on the front door.
Your mother eventually gets settled with the kids and you and Satoru leave.
You and Satoru finished eating and we’re waiting for dessert when you excused yourself to go to the bathroom. There, you reapplied your perfume and your lipstick. The perfume smelled so good.
You walk back out to the table where your favorite chocolate mousse is waiting. You smile at first, but furrow your brows. You didn’t order your own dessert. You were on a diet and you just really wanted to get the weight off from when you had your daughter.
You finally sit down at the table when Satoru says “I know, sweets, but you’ve been doing so much lately and I know how much you love the mousse from here, so I asked the waiter to bring one for you while you were in the bathroom.” Satoru said with a slight grimace.
“Thank you, Toru.” You say. And with that, you devour the chocolate mousse sitting in front of you.
Once you two finish dinner and desert, Satoru pays and you guys walk to the car. You just finish putting your seatbelt on when he breaks the silence. “Seriously, babe, what are you wearing?” He asks, his pants getting tighter.
“Maybe a little something with…pheromones.” You smirk. Satoru looks at the backseat and then back at you.
“We have tinted windows.”
And that’s why your knees are getting sore as Satoru fucks your throat. His thick length making you gag.
“Thaattss it baby. Mmm!” Satoru moaned. “Oh, baby, you’re gonna make me -hah!- cum!” With that, Satoru shot thick, hot ropes of cum right down your throat.
You finally take his cock out of your mouth and wipe the tears from your eyes.
“god, Toru. My mom’s gonna ask why my makeups ruined!” You laugh.
“Oops” he says buttoning his pants. “We’ll have to make something up then.” You sit up on his lap and lay a kiss on his lips.
Later when you got home, your mother did in fact ask why your makeup was ruined and you stood there awkwardly. Your mom definitely knew why…
You had barely slept all night. Megumi had been kicking all night. It felt like he was trying to punch his way right out of your belly.
You had been squirming all night. Toji finally woke up.
"What's wrong, doll." Toji asks, sitting up in the bed.
"I don't know." You turn to face him. "He's just been kicking all night. And it hurts more than usual."
"Do you think he could be coming?" Toji asks, nervousness creeping into his voice.
"I don't think so. I mean, I hope not. I'm not ready for that yet. The doctor said that he would come next week." Toji pulled you into his chest and stoked you hair.
"I know, sweetie, but it's getting pretty close. It's possible he can come a few days early." Toji said, resting a hand on your bump.
"You know what? Maybe I just have to piss and everything will be okay." You say, throwing the blankets to the side and walking to the bathroom. You flush the toilet and as you are washing your hands, water rushes down your pants. Just as that happens, the baby kicks you right in your ribs. You let out a whimper of pain.
It was loud enough that Toji heard you. He sat up in the bed trying to figure out if he was just hearing things until you called for him.
"Toji!"
"I'm coming, doll." He ran out of the bed and opened the bathroom door to find you leaning on the counter and holding your lower belly.
"Oh my god." Toji's eyes widened at the sight. Your pants were all wet. The baby was coming.
Toji walked over to you and you used his arms as support. He walked you over to the bed.
"Here, take your pants and underwear off. I'll get you some fresh ones, okay?" You nod your head and take them off.
You were terrified. Of course you knew the baby was coming soon. But you were not prepared to have him tonight.
Toji walked back into the room helping you up. You rest your hands on his shoulders as he bends down to help you put the pants on. He stand up straight only to see your scared face again.
"I'm scared, Toji." You say, tearing up.
"I know, baby.'' He says pulling you into his chest.
"We should go to the hospital now, Ji." Toji agrees and grabs the bags you insisted on packing only a few weeks into your pregnancy.
You guys are almost to the hospital when the pain really kicks in. You hold Toji's hand even tighter and let out a moan into his shoulder.
"I know, baby. We're almost there." You finally reach the hospital after what felt like a week.
You finish getting settled in your room.
Next thing you know, you've been in there for hours. The thing after that was a sharp pain that vibrated through your body. You let out a loud moan that startles Toji.
"Baby," He says, standing up from his chair and grabbing your hand.
"Mmm! Toji!" You yell, struggling to form words.
"Talk to me, Baby. Is he coming?" Toji asks, trying to calm you down.
"Ah-I t-think so."
Toji went on to call a nurse into the room. The baby was coming.
After pushing for what felt like forever and feeling yourself tear because of his giant head and shoulders, your beautiful Megumi Fushiguro was born.
New tears started streaming down your face. When they put Megumi in your arms and Toji got to see him, you swear you saw him cry.
"Aw, Toji, look at him." You look over at Toji who totally doesn't have tears forming in his eyes. "Oh, Toji. I think this is the first time I've ever seen you cry." A smile spread across your face.
Suddenly the whole world could fit in your arms.
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You had barely slept all night. Megumi had been kicking all night. It felt like he was trying to punch his way right out of your belly.
You had been squirming all night. Toji finally woke up.
"What's wrong, doll." Toji asks, sitting up in the bed.
"I don't know." You turn to face him. "He's just been kicking all night. And it hurts more than usual."
"Do you think he could be coming?" Toji asks, nervousness creeping into his voice.
"I don't think so. I mean, I hope not. I'm not ready for that yet. The doctor said that he would come next week." Toji pulled you into his chest and stoked you hair.
"I know, sweetie, but it's getting pretty close. It's possible he can come a few days early." Toji said, resting a hand on your bump.
"You know what? Maybe I just have to piss and everything will be okay." You say, throwing the blankets to the side and walking to the bathroom. You flush the toilet and as you are washing your hands, water rushes down your pants. Just as that happens, the baby kicks you right in your ribs. You let out a whimper of pain.
It was loud enough that Toji heard you. He sat up in the bed trying to figure out if he was just hearing things until you called for him.
"Toji!"
"I'm coming, doll." He ran out of the bed and opened the bathroom door to find you leaning on the counter and holding your lower belly.
"Oh my god." Toji's eyes widened at the sight. Your pants were all wet. The baby was coming.
Toji walked over to you and you used his arms as support. He walked you over to the bed.
"Here, take your pants and underwear off. I'll get you some fresh ones, okay?" You nod your head and take them off.
You were terrified. Of course you knew the baby was coming soon. But you were not prepared to have him tonight.
Toji walked back into the room helping you up. You rest your hands on his shoulders as he bends down to help you put the pants on. He stand up straight only to see your scared face again.
"I'm scared, Toji." You say, tearing up.
"I know, baby.'' He says pulling you into his chest.
"We should go to the hospital now, Ji." Toji agrees and grabs the bags you insisted on packing only a few weeks into your pregnancy.
You guys are almost to the hospital when the pain really kicks in. You hold Toji's hand even tighter and let out a moan into his shoulder.
"I know, baby. We're almost there." You finally reach the hospital after what felt like a week.
You finish getting settled in your room.
Next thing you know, you've been in there for hours. The thing after that was a sharp pain that vibrated through your body. You let out a loud moan that startles Toji.
"Baby," He says, standing up from his chair and grabbing your hand.
"Mmm! Toji!" You yell, struggling to form words.
"Talk to me, Baby. Is he coming?" Toji asks, trying to calm you down.
"Ah-I t-think so."
Toji went on to call a nurse into the room. The baby was coming.
After pushing for what felt like forever and feeling yourself tear because of his giant head and shoulders, your beautiful Megumi Fushiguro was born.
New tears started streaming down your face. When they put Megumi in your arms and Toji got to see him, you swear you saw him cry.
"Aw, Toji, look at him." You look over at Toji who totally doesn't have tears forming in his eyes. "Oh, Toji. I think this is the first time I've ever seen you cry." A smile spread across your face.
Suddenly the whole world could fit in your arms.
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Sylus catches you touching yourself in the shower when you thought he was busy...
Sylus had been super busy for the past two weeks. Always on his computer and having meetings. He would even stay up late on his computer trying to keep up with all the work he had to do.
"Sylus! It's 1 am. You need to go to bed." You would say. He would just tell you to go back to sleep and not to worry about it. But you worried about him anyway. I mean, he was your husband. The love of your life.
Though you didn't like him working that much, it was manageable. You would make dinner and he would eat at his desk while you ate at the table. He would apologize non-stop. "I'm so sorry I have to work this much, sweetie. I promise I'll make time for you soon." He would always say. I mean you felt bad that he had to work all that time and it worried you because of how stressed he was.
The part that really messed you up, was when you were horny...
Sylus has been working since 4 am. You had been horny since Wednesday...It was Saturday. As much as you wanted to walk up to him and tear his clothes off, he's working so hard and you can't waste his time.
So you pick up the dildo and vibrator from your nightstand and walk to the bathroom. You turn the water on and slowly take your clothes off. Your pussy was so desperate for his cock.
You had a standing shower, but it was big with frosted glass. Enough room for you to spread your legs and slide the pink vibrator in. You let out a light whimper at the feeling. Then, you slide in the dildo and push it in and out of your pussy at a brutal pace. Anything to replicate the feeling of Sylus's cock.
Your whimpers grew just a little louder when your first orgasm crashes.
All of a sudden, the bathroom door opens and so does the shower door.
"Sylus!"
He doesn't say anything. His cock is already out and its hard.
He pulled out the dildo and vibrator from your wet pussy. He keeps the vibrator and rubs it on your clit as he slide his cock in.
The feeling makes him moan. But not as loud as yours.
"Care to explain why my pretty girl is all alone, touching herself in the shower?" Sylus asks, slowly sliding his hard cock in and out of your pussy.
"I-I thought you were busy-"
"That's no excuse, kitten." Sylus said, pace quickening.
"Ah- Sylus!"
"I don't care how much work I have, Sweetheart. When you need this cock, you tell me, okay?"
"Y-Yes." His pace quickened. "O-Oh! Sylus! I'm gonna cum!" And with that, your second orgasm crashed through you, leaving your legs shaking and Sylus filling you up with hot ropes of cum.
Let's just say, you learned your lesson.
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૮꒰˶•༝ •˶꒱ა♡ Husband Toji! taking care of your pregnant self while you sleep!
You woke up briefly when a warm hand brushed against your shoulder.
“baby…”
His voice was rough with sleep.
You barely managed a confused noise before he carefully slid an arm beneath you and guided you onto your side.
You blinked. “What are you doing?”
“You were on your back again.”
“I’m comfortable.”
“I know.” He tucked a pillow behind you so you wouldn’t roll over immediately. “But i read that’s not how you’re supposed to sleep right now.”
You couldn’t help but laugh. “You read one article”
“I read six.”
His hand settled over your hip for a second, making sure you stayed on your side before pulling the blanket back over you.
“Go back to sleep.”
A few minutes later, after he’d drifted off, you rolled onto your back again.
The next thing you knew, he was half-awake mumbling something unintelligible as he gently nudged you back onto your side without opening his eyes.
It had become a habit.
Every time he caught you sleeping on your back, he’d quietly reposition you, fluff your pillows, kiss your forehead, and fall asleep again like a man personally assigned to guard both you and the baby.
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- very happy = jubilant
- very valuable = precious
- very bright = dazzling
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- very neat = immaculate
- very beautiful = exquisite
- very poor = destitute
- very painful = excruciating
Sylus is NOT afraid to spend money on you...especially when it comes to the bedroom...
You know that Sylus is rich. One morning, you walked into your office and gasped. Sylus had bought you a new electric guitar. The one that you had been saving up at least a year for now.
"You like it, huh?" Sylus said, his tall figure standing in the doorway.
"Sylus! This is so expensive!" you exclaim. "I-I already have a guitar. You really didn't have to get this for me."
"Well I love hearing you play, even when you're not with the band. Think of it as a gift for me." Sylus said with that smirk that he always has on.
You ran and threw your arms around him. "Thank you, Sy."
"Anything for my pretty girl."
That was just one of the many ways that Sylus spoiled you with his money.
You felt like you were always yelling. "Louboutins?!" "Dior?!" "A computer?!" "Sylus!!"
But your top favorite was when he brought it into the bedroom. I mean, he loves it when you walk around in your lacy silk nightdresses and your silk robes. But what he loved most was when you had tears streaming down your face, back arched, hair messy, sweating, legs shaking over his shoulders, pussy stretched and creamy, all with the red lingerie that he just bought you on.
You know that he loves the way you look naked. But you also know that he cums way more when you're wearing lingerie. Especially lingerie that he bought for you.
"God you're so creamy for me, sweetie." You let out a loud moan in response. "You like the way it feels there? Huh?"
"Ah- Sylus, I'm gonna cum!" Your pussy tightens around his cock making him moan.
Sylus follows soon after. Filling you up with his warm load. He pulls out and uses his tip to smear his cum all over your pussy.
"You look so beautiful," He says, brushing one of your curls from your face. "Did so good for me tonight." He said, leaning down to kiss your wet lips.
He wiped the tears from your face. Sylus carefully unhooked the lacy bra and pulled off your soaked panties, placing them to the side.
Sylus walked over to the bathroom to draw you a bath. Something he knew you loved.
He walked back to the bed and picked you up. "Come on, baby. Let's get you cleaned up."
He stopped the faucet and climbed into the bath. You step in after him, sitting between his legs so that you can lean on his chest.
"Is that jasmine?"
"Yeah. I bought bath salts. I felt bad since I bought lavender last time. I know your favorite flower is jasmine. I just wasn't thinking."
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