Sevika knew that maybe She might've taken it too far. The argument you had last week had indeed not blown over the way she thought it would, you didn't come crawling back the way she thought you would. Though you were stubborn, just dragging it out to be dramatic, that had to be it... right?
The divorce papers that sat on the dining room table infront of her along with her pretty, little wife who looked pissed beyond belief -still- after a whole week was maddening. Her cock should not have twitched when she saw your cute frown, her cock shouldn't have twitched when you realised she wasn't going to entertain the idea so you pushed the papers closer.
But it did.
"I want a divorce, you're a terrible wife." You fold your arms, pouting like a kid in a candy store who had been told no.
Again, Sevika's cock twitched as she imagined those pouty lips wrapped around her shaft as you try to apologise for being so dramatic. "I'm not signing them baby, so you can go ahead and cancel that request."
Her lips twitch as you huff, she can't see it, but she does hear the way your foot stomps on the ground beneath the table. "Sevika you said my hair looked 'okay'. Okay?! I'm your wife and you don't love me anymoreee!!" The whiney tone in your voice, and the flush of your cheeks tells her everything she needs to know.
Even you know you're being dramatic now, but you made your bed and laying in it. Staying on this path because you're to stubborn to admit you maybe overreacted, so you did what you did best. Took it to the extreme.
"Baby, your hair looks amazing now, alright? You got dressed up all pretty to try and leave hm?" She doesn't miss the way your cheeks heat up, flushing a blotchy bright red. No matter how many years you'd been together a simple compliment from her was enough to get you heated.
"Well I-... yes." You whine quietly, avoiding her eyes, knowing she won't sign them because it wasn't actually what you wanted. Dramatics were your thing, it was what you did best. But this... maybe you'd taken it too far. Yet Sevika couldn't be more amused.
Like she knew you were hers and nothing would ever take that away from her. Not a piece of paper, not the law, not the universe. "Get up."
Her voice was immediately lower, dropping to that one she used when she expected compliance. Blind obedience. And you have to physically fight yourself to defy it, god you want to move, your panties were positively more soaked than they were when this conversation started.
"Get. Up. I'm not going to ask you again, wife. Move those feet and get that pretty ass over here, if I have to move you myself don't expect me to be gentle."
Maybe that's what you wanted. What you needed. Over the past week with your dramatics she hadn't touched you- she gave you space to cool off. Though you didn't need space, not really.
You needed her.
"I'm not moving." You keep your arms folded, you try to keep the defiant look on your face even if it falters when Sevika stands. It was hard not to be intimidated by her, she was 6ft 3 of solid muscle. Like an unbreakable brick wall, and your pussy did not get the message. You felt the little gush of arousal soak into the fabric as you clenched. You felt the tingle, that feeling of anticipation, like your cunt knew it was going to get wrecked before your mind had fully caught up.
The slow, almost lazy smirk that spreads all the way to her eyes is dangerous as she moves. There's no rush. She knows you won't run away, Sevika doesn't need to feel your panties to know how wet you are. She's your wife, she can see it in your eyes, they way your pupils are blown, the color easily missed. As she stops in front of you natrually you look up, your eyes meeting hers. The defiance is still there but she knows you're seconds away from breaking. One word. One gesture and you'll break.
"Up. Bend over, now. I'm not askin' love." Before your brain fully registers it, your body is moving, bent at the hips, forearms braced on the table with your palms flat on the wood. The divorce papers right in your face. Sevika steps up behind you, flipping up your flimsy little nightdress you wore- it was all a ploy for sure. You got dressed up so pretty, with easy access. All you needed was a good dicking down and you'd be fine. That's what she told herself, at least. "You're an asshole..."
The muttered words were quiet, ever so quiet but Sevika caught them. Instead of responding with words, she brought her hand down hard, the loud cracking of her hand connecting with your cheek echoed off the walls. "Maybe, but you married me, love. Ain't no going back on that. You're mine."
It was so simple to her. You were hers. Her property. She had you and now she wasn't letting you go... you were stuck in an invisible cage, because you could leave, but you knew you wouldn't. "I'm y-yours!" You cry out as her hand comes down hard on your other cheek, both now stinging and red, marked with her handprints.
No matter how many times you took it, her cock always stretched you out beyond belief. Every drag of her shaft against your inner walls elicited pathetic whines, accompanied by a small gasp each time her tip bullied that spot inside you. "So fuckin' tight baby, it's stretching you so good ain't it love?"
Her words came out forced, through pants and groans as her hips thrust over and over again. Her chest was flush against your back, forcing you down onto the table as she rut into you, giving you nowhere to go, making you take each inch- which you took perfectly. "Nghh 'vika it's s-so... ohh my god-"
Sevika groans into the back of your neck, her breath hot on the already sweaty skin as your walls flutter around her. One arm was around your neck, holding you in a headlock, ensuring you couldn't escape, the other gripping your hip so tight there was guaranteed to be finger shaped bruises there by morning. "Shh I know love, take it for me yeah? Yeahhh that's it good girl." Her hips pick up speed as your gasps get shorter, needier.
She couldn't help the loud groan that escapes her, like a werewolf mid transition as your walls clench and unclench around her shaft, strangling it to the point where its getting hard to move. "Goddamn it love... your cunt is trying to milk my cock huh? Is that what you want? Want me to put a baby in your belly and keep you with me forever, yeah?"
Whatever answer you could manage to spew from ypur lips wouldn't be enough evidence to contradict the way your pussy tightens around her at the mere thought of gettin all swollen with her offspring. "Nghh please baby please! Please... oh god pleaseee-" it's all your fucked out brain could muster up was to beg. The primal need to get bred was overwhelming. Like it was your purpose, because it was. Natrually. Though that wasn't what had you cumming over her cock.
Sevika moans, her hips stuttering as your cunt gushes all over her, soaking her cock and your inner thighs almost instantly. The thought in question? Little mini Sevika's. A little girl with her skin, her hair, her eyes. Or a little boy rough-housing with her mama... yeah. You needed it and you needed it now.
Despite wanting to blow her load right there and breed you, Sevika counts to ten over and over in her head as she keeps thrusting, her hand on your hips sliding around to slowly rub circles on your clit. "Look at those divorce papers baby, you don't want that do you, love? You want me to make you a mommy so so bad, don't ya?"
Her arm around your neck moves to grip your cheeks and force your head down to look directly at the papers. "I don't- mmph I don't wan' it! I wanna..." Words were becoming increasingly difficult to muster with each brush of her fingers on your clit and each slow, dragged out thrust of her hips. Sevika smirks, looking over your shoulder to see the papers completely ruined with drool, and maybe tears. She couldn't see your face but it was certainly wet with something, unfortunately not her cum though.
"Maybe we'll send the papers back like this, ruined just like your pretty little pussy will be when I'm done with you." Her hips still, filling you upto the brim as her pelvis sits perfectly flush against your ass cheeks, reveling in the way your cunt rhythmically clenches with each circle of her fingers on your sensitive nub. "Y-yeahhh..."
You didn't quite know what you were responding to anymore, all you know was that she spoke and you agreed. Your head tilts natrually as her breath ghosts your ear, taking the lobe between her teeth. "Tell me that you're sorry and you love me, baby."
She smirks as your hips grind back into her, desperately seeking the lost friction despite you still being so full of her cock. "I... 'm sorry... I don't wanna.. mmm get divorced." She pulls out slightly, just so she watch you fuck yourself on her cock- which you do immediately. Nails digging into the table, scrunching the papers slightly as you lose yourself in the pleasure of taking your wife wholey. "And?"
She gently slaps your cunt, chuckling atthe soft squeal that escapes you as you grind back on her cock. "And I love you, mmmph I love you so much!" She lets out a feral sound that almost sounds like a growl as she takes over once more. She lets go of your cheeks only to twist your hair around her fist, pulling it back to arch your back. "Good fucking girl, now let me breed this perfect little pussy."
With each pump of her cock you whine so prettily which only spurs her on. Holding her own orgasm back was getting increasingly difficult, especially with how fucked you were. Your pussy responded to each thrust with an obscene, wet squelch and tight squeeze. "That'sss it love squeeze me tight, just like that. So fuckin' perfect for me."
Each argument, all the dramatics, all the whining was worth it. Seeing you like this right now reminded her why she loved you- not because you were insanely hot and so fucking obedient- which was an added bonus. But because you did love her so deeply which was why you got so upset and dramatic over the little things, you wanted her to want you, because you wanted her just as badly.
"Fuuuck baby I'm filling you up-" Sevika's orgasm gets triggered by yours as you soak her shaft once more, cum dribbling out from your needy hole around her cock. Her hips stutter and still inside you as ropes of cum paint your inner wall, with her buried to the hilt it feels like she's shooting her load straight to your womb. "Mm 'vika I'm soo full..." your little, happy whine encourages another small dribble of cum to seep out of her cock, settling nice and deep inside you.
Sevika doesn't pull out, she never does after sex. Admittedly she loves the feelin of softening inside of you as you both come down together. "Gonna be such a pretty mommy, all nice 'n swollen for me. No more dovorce papers, no more whining about your hair. Mkay?" You nod, practically going limp on the dining table as you think about the future, all the babies your going to give your wife that you love so much.
Hello! I hope you having a wonderful day and would like to send you request.
Sevika is going all out strapping reader who is considerably smaller than her, biting, covering her mouth, everything, and it's a lot of fun, until they're done and she realizes reader is bleeding, A LOT. They find out later that it was just her period coming with the worst timing, but it would be funny to see how she would react fjsjsjsjfksksk.
tags : strap , dom sev , dacryphilia , size kink , sub!r , blood mentions , aftercare implied
Sevika had been at it for hours and of course her body wasnât satisfied even by that. You were a tiny little mess under herâ clutching the sheets, cheeks all red and flushed as tears soaked them and made them appear shiny under the soft golden glow of the lamp.
Sevikaâs pace was unmatched, every other time she grunted and pulled your leg up higher making her strap slam into somewhere deeper.
âY-youâre so fast!â You blabbered out, voice teary and choked.
Sevika smirked, âyeah? Well, youâre a wet mess, arenât you? Must be really enjoyinâ this.â
Your eyes rolled back as she fucked you harder. Your pussy squeezed before you squirted. It was a wet gush of liquids. Sevika didnât stop though. She fucked you through it, and kept going. Both her hands planted down on either side of your head against the mattress, her abs flexed, she fucked you faster.
âSevika! Sevâ oh my Godâ baby, wait!â
Fresh tears shone at the corners of your eyes, only egging Sevika on more and more.
âYouâre such a fucking slutâ getting wet from getting all used up. Slutty little pussy,â Sevika said with a smug tone before she reached her hand down, pulling your hood up and rubbing your clit.
âN-no, too much,â you weakly pawed at her.
âYâknow your safe word,â Sevika replied, âso stop pretendinâ as if this is too much.â
Your cheeks flushed red, pussy squeezing around her cock. Your stomach felt heavy with another orgasm. The size differenceâ oh the way she guided your leg back up over her shoulder every time it slipped down.
Sevikaâs tits bounced whenever she thrusted inside. They looked so good in this lighting. Your eyes were hazing over, exhaustion finding you. Your pussy was a leaky mess. You couldnât even look down anymore. You just took it like a good girl.
-
âUh⌠babyâŚ?â Sevika mumbled.
âW-what?â your eyes snapped open.
âDonât freak out, but thereâs blood cominâ out.â
âWhat?â you sat up immediately.
âDonât sit upâ waitâ itâs worsening.â Sevika said quickly.
âOh my god⌠c-can you check inside?â you asked, heart beating out of your chest.
âInside?â
âTo see if there are any tears!â
âYes, yesâ of course. Uh, let me justâ...â Sevika scrambled for her phone and turned the torch on, âtry to relax your muscles.â
You complied, holding still and keeping your body as less tense as possible. Sevika checked and took her time with it before finally she pulled her now bloodied fingers away.
âNo tears.â Sevika finally said.
âO-oh⌠then⌠Whatâs happening?â
Sevika shrugged but her eyebrows were furrowed in concern as she tried to come up with a rational explanation. She looked around the room, grey eyes searching for anything that could have medical knowledge on it but of course she didnât find anything. Thatâs when her eyes finally reached the little circle on the calendar.
âOh.â
âWhat?â
âYour period.â Sevika said simply.
You blinked at her.
âItâs just your period,â Sevika said, undoing the strap and letting it fall, âcâmon, Iâll help you clean up.â
âOh⌠so Iâm fine down there, right?â
âYeah, youâre fine,â Sevika said softly, helping you off the bed, âgo sit in the tub and get the water started, Iâm cominâ.â
âSevika?â
âYeah?â
âThank you for not freaking out,â you said with a little smile.
âHey, one of us has a brain.â
âYouââ you hit her playfully before turning around and walking off to the bathroom.
Sevika just laughed softly, shaking her head as she cleaned up after youâ all the concern now replaced by overwhelming love for the love of her life; you.
Hiii, can You write Moder!mizu g!p and female reader with Breeding Kink ? (Obviously safe)
netflix and chill.
Pairings: mizu x fem!reader
CW: nsfw, female reader, afab reader, g!p, modern au, breeding, marking, digging ur nails idfk, begging, mizu has a diq obviously read the request, if you donât like this donât interact cause I donât headcanon this either but others do so leave me alone, netflix and chill yippee, penetration yay :3, raw sesbian lex because protection is for losers amirite (this is a joke pls use protection irl guys), mention of pregnancy but itâs up to u if reader is pregnant or not, shy mizu shy mizu shy mizu, sheâs lowkey pathetic while fucking reader but itâs cute so who gaf, grinding lol, why are all my nsfw mizu works so freaky god, I always get embarrassed writing them, not proofread.
A/N: ouuuu my goodness you know what hell yeah letâs repopulate Japan with more blue eyed kids also no need to mention safe! I will automatically make nsfw fics safe unless the request says otherwise, and even then itâs heavily limited I may not hc this but yay letâs gođŻď¸
A gentle illuminating glow of the glossed flatscreen panned along the shadows of your face in the muted wake of darkness circling the couch. The only light present radiated from the warmth of the TV saturating yours and Mizuâs features as your cheek nudged into her shoulder, fabric nuzzling against your skin as her arm remained curled along your torso. You often found yourself huddled up to your girlfriendâs side quite late at night, eyes fixated on the familiar dynamic animation of the Netflix logo booming forward to dissolve into the familiar account menu.
Quiet hums of the dialogue ensued from the running show, screen flickering an array of flashes that reflected various changes of color lighting up your body. However, the dialogue only registered as a bellowing white noise that you drowned out from your view fixating on a certain someone, eyes transfixed upon her sharp features with adoration, so much so you couldnât tear your eyes away.
Mizu kept her eyes locked onto the blaring screen before her, arm fitted snugly around the fat of your hips as she relished in the feeling of your weight pressed to her side. Despite staring so intently, you couldnât help but raise an eyebrow as your gaze flitted up to Mizuâs stern expression. Strangely enough, she was far too focused on the show she was initially uninterested in, the aversion to any sort of attention likely beholding less innocent intentions behind the stoic front she kept before you in this moment.
ââŚpretty fucking boring right now isnât it?â You interjected, cutting past the awkward silence fostered between you two.
She only delivered a silent nod as her mind swirled with an odd compulsion, thumb circling along the edge of your hip as the cool steel of her rings briefly brushed up below your shirt to elicit a small shiver from you.
Despite knowing that she wasnât quite upfront with her feelings, tending to be more of the reserved type when it came to anything nagging at the back of her head like a parasite, Mizu tended to atleast hint at, or make obvious what exactly was bothering her. A tinge of worry clouded the widening pupils of your eyes taking in her figure lounged across the sofa, hand continuing to brush up along your body casually as the ongoing images of the show flashing by ran through one ear and out the other.
Storms of quiet, internal fury thrashed about in the deep pool of cerulean flashing across Mizuâs eyes as she firmly lowered her sights from you, the fabric of her black sweatpants rubbing up against itself as her thighs clasped together as far as they could go. Yet, the diffusing warmth of your body secure against hers continued to rack her head with the fury of unbecoming thoughts that ran rampant in her head just about now.
FuckâŚyou always snuggled up against her like this while watching Netflix, or anything..so why all of a sudden does it feel so unbearably hot? Especially in the frosted grasp of winter, and the lack of heaters in your dorm.
Everything around the two of you was consumed by a deathly silence eating at the pits of darkness swallowing up your surroundings apart from the TV itself, even the entrance to the kitchen appearing as a gateway to hell. Nuzzling closer to Mizu, your gaze periodically flickered over to her in the midst of each agonizingly long moment of dialogue, perturbed by your girlfriendâs unusual behavior today. Had you done something wrong? Was she uncomfortable..?
Clearing your throat, you managed out a barely audible reply, nearly close enough to a whisper as your fingers sank into the plush armrest of the couch to help yourself up. âIâm gonna go grab some more popcorn..okay?â
You wriggled out of Mizuâs grasp for a moment, finally earning a reaction from her as her head snapped up in your direction, eyes finally wide with a bit more life rather than mindlessly staring at the screen like a corpse. Rising to your feet, you trudged over to the shrouded abyss of a kitchen, sluggishly running your hand along the cool walls to navigate the lights.
The sharp brightness flooded into your eyes as you squinted upon recoiling, biting back a mewl of irritation at the sudden intrusion poking at your eyeballs. You weakly treaded through the tiled floors, the low cut of your pajamas pooling against the tiles as you rummaged through the pantry in search of a popcorn bag while longing to head back to the comfort of your dimly illuminated spot hemmed in Mizuâs grasp.
As you made your way back to the couch, Mizu seemed far more tense than she actually was, your expression wrinkling at the sight of her visible discomfort. Falling back into the grasp of the cushions swallowing you whole, you carefully allowed your hand to gravitate toward her, placing it onto bony ridges of her shoulder. She jerked forward in response, glancing over at you with an expression of internal panic scribbled all over. Seriously, what the fuck was going on with her?
âMizu, whatâs going on with you today? Youâve been all jumpy and stuff, itâs getting worrying.â
âDonât..worry about it. Iâm just not feeling well.â She dismissed, only earning a disapproving scoff from you.
âBullshit. You never act like this. When youâre sick or something it takes me a while to notice.â
You craned over, hands planting onto the oppsite end of the couch past her thigh as you reached over to graze the bridge of your nose briefly below Mizuâs chin. Back slightly arched down, you shifted a hand over to rest on the opposite end of her waist, staring up to her face with a puzzled look. Her face was strangely a deeper shade of red, the warmth from her body practically burning your skin as you twisted your torso over to look straight up at her in the awkward position. Perhaps she really was sick if her face was this flushed?
âI- maybe Iâm more sick than usual-â
Her words were hoarsely hitched out in a near gasp at the sensation of your proximity brushing up against her, your hand dangerously drifting closer to her thighs as she tried to clasp them together in a futile attempt, breath catching in her throat at your fingertips dancing along the woven fabric of her sweatpants stuck to her thigh.
âOh come on, youâve never been this cautious before! Just tell me whatâs got you so-!â
As soon as those words left your lips, your fingers idly traced over the solid tent embedded at the center of her pants, cutting your words off abruptly as you saw Mizuâs eyes squeeze shut at the fleeting shock of her body twitching up.
ohâŚoh.
Your expression almost fell agape at the fact that you didnât realize her hard-on sooner, head fogged with embarrassment as the blush seeping across your face mirrored hers while you bashfully looked away. You swallowed back the lump residing in your throat as your eyes averted back to the now prominent erection poking through the fabric between her thighs, Mizuâs expression beholding a hint of embarrassment, keeping her eyes averted.
Gods..she couldâve just said she wanted to knock you up and you wouldâve complied. Seriously, this was about to be a Netflix and chill session.
âSorry..â Mizu croaked out, wanting to bury herself in a hole and never come out from the sheer humiliation she felt from her girlfriend finding out that she was absolutely bricked. To be frank, she couldnât exactly choke out any more words despite her embarrassment, considering the need to bury herself into the warmth of your cunt overpowered any other sense in this moment as her cock ached in the confines of her clothing.
Upon regaining your composure, you sighed out a small chuckle as your finger slipped along the waistband of her pants, her body curling up slightly at the smallest touch of your skin along hers. Of course, your hand retreated from her pants as your thumb ran along her bottom lip, her eyes boring into yours as they dusted over in a heightened intensity of needâher gaze alone screaming out that she needed your hands against her skin once more. A soft exhale made its way through your nose, lips pursed as you surveyed her taut muscles rolled back instinctively.
âCan I?â
She finally breathed out, her hips rolling up in small, almost unnoticeable motions if your hand wasnât situated atop the tent in her pants as she desperately sought more friction from your touch. You let a smile stretch your lips as your legs mounted over to straddle her thighs comfortably, finding your pussy resting along her shaft throbbing between your legs.
â
âW-Wait..Mizu slow down..â
Your pleas were gagged by the crescendo of moans spilling from your feverish lips as she drove herself into you, trails of angry red marks blooming in a wake of fresh hickeys along the skin of your collarbone, up to your throat. Hands scrambling below you, you desperately rummaged along the empty cushions of the the couch your back was flush against to find some semblance of balance to ground yourself, only being able to weakly grip the edges before they slid off.
The engulfing heat of your cunt swallowed Mizu whole, velvety walls clenched around her flesh as the veins of her cock nudged up along the blanking heat tightening around her. A series of low whimpers wrenched out of her throat with each thrust burying herself into you, hiccuping back the shallow breaths accumulating in her chest at each of your lewd responses to her cock lodged inside you.
She was fucking big, no doubt. You couldnât even bite back the strangled moan that the other dorms would definitely hear when Mizu first shoved herself into you, your cunt stretching to accommodate her girth protruding your hole as she sank deeper into you. Body jerking upward with each thrust, you could only cry out an incoherent string of moans as Mizu continued to ram into you, seeking more of your cuntâs warmth as the tip of her cock brushed along your womb.
Mizu continued to fuck you ruthlessly into the couch, your hands flying up grasp at her back to ground yourself as your nails dug crescents into her flesh, mouth hung open from the euphoric sensations pulsing through you at the delicious stretch of her cock massaging that one spot that made you cry out. Her pathetically desperate movements were far too adorable to you, the way she tried so hard held back those whimpers you loved oh so much, digging her cock to reach deeper into you as her head bowed down beside your chest, hair spilling over her shoulders and freely flowing down her back.
It was all just perfect. The way your insides practically molded to accommodate her, feeling the supposed illusion of her own stomach swelling with her deepening thrusts, her dick twitching within you with each fervent movement of her hips hilting forwardâitâs as if you were the lock to her key. The way she kept trying to find a spot deeper that someone of her length could easily reach in a desperate attempt to nestle herself within your warmth forever. Hell, you imagined what it would feel like if she just got you pregnant at this point.
And as if she read your mind, linking you two intellectually in the raw instinct and desire consuming you two in this moment as she continued to sheathe herself into you, your moans harboring a few aroused gasps at the sight of her cock coated in your glistening slick. Mizu finally gasped out as well, her words slurred together and deeply craving the safety of your cunt grasping her tightly.
âPlease..please please please, fuck- let me put a baby in you, (Name)..â she sobbed out, fighting back the urge to throw her head back in bliss as her words came out desperately. âLet me cum insideâŚIâll take good care of you, and our kid..just-â
She was cut off by the tide of pleasure flooding her body, rubbing the ridge of her leaking tip along your g-spot like a puppy in heat as she mustered up every ounce of strength she had to continue fucking you. Damn it. She seriously wanted plant a kid inside you didnât she? The way her dick practically begged your cunt to foster her inside your slick heat so she could leave herself inside you, wanting to spill inside you and have a baby of your own that mirrored the two of you.
She seriously was making it tempting wasnât she?
Mizu lowered herself onto you weakly, pressing herself up against you, her skin flush to your own as her hips persisted in now gentle thrusts rolling within you to jerk up against your abdomen at an angle. Through your pleasured haze, you only responded with a nod, gaping your jaw to try and speak through the flurry of whines and cries assaulting your throat in sync with Mizuâs own.
âP-Please..yes. God- just fill me up already you- mmph..â
Mizu was near ecstatic at your words, her hand snaking behind your head as her moans persisted. The unfelt taste of what she thought your slick would feel like seeped into her mouth within the illusions of her fucked out mind, eyes rolling back weakly as she whimpered out a small series of âthank yousâ alongside your name as if it was a mantra on her lips, cock twitching against the spongy interior of your cunt.
Her hips swiftly met yours in one final motion, a hiss sizzling from her grit teeth as she pushed herself against you as if she had been deprived of your touch for an eternity, tits shoved up against yours, silently pleading to never let go. A long, guttural moan was ripped out of you as her hot cum spilled into you, decorating your insides a salty white. You watched, amused as Mizu tried to shove back in any drop that dared to leak out of your pussy, trying to keep her fluids inside you to swallow every ounce of her cum.
Mizu merely collapsed on top of you as she withdrew herself from your cunt, cheek nuzzling against your left breast as you let out a breathless laugh. As monstrous as she was while fucking you, she was just a woman who was satiated of her need and adoration she had to express, her arms locked around your body as her eyes nearly fell shut. Huh. The bright blue in her irises seemed to also bask in the afterglow of sex along with her body.
âAre you mad I probably knocked you up?â She hummed, her hand wrenching out from the weight of your back to lace her fingers with yours. You hummed in response, bringing your limp hand near your chest.
âNot at all.â
âGoodâŚI just..kind of want a family with you someday..genuinely. Just, to have a peaceful life thatâs all.â
âYouâre cute when youâre not being all stoic and mysterious you know.â You replied with a gentle laugh.
âWell get used to it. If weâre gonna be parents sometime then..â
she trailed off, her head lulling against your chest as she dozed off, her energy fully spent from the aftermath of her intense orgasm as well as yours.
â
âUgh- what the-?â
The vibrations of Mizuâs phone buzzing violently against the glass coffee table not too far from the couch jittered along the glass, her eyes catching sight of the sliding accept button for the incoming call as well as the barrage of notifications front the friend group chat with you, Mizu, Akemi, Ringo, and Taigen in it. She tiredly climbed off of you, clutching the blanket pooled at the foot of the couch and carefully tucking it over you before making her way to the phone. Of course, none other than Taigen calling her.
Her mood was already killed when she saw that she had to get off cuddling her girlfriend to lift a call, and what could Taigen possibly want that wasnât chewing her ear off for a sparring match at kenjutsu practice? Of course, she didnât notice you groggily blinking your eyes open as you sat up, muscles sore and aching from your previous activities.
âWhat?â Mizu demanded, putting the phone on speaker as an unamused expression remained plastered to her face.
âWhy havenât either of you been answering our texts in the groupchat? We wanted to make plans to meet up at a sushi restaurant on Saturday.â Taigen huffed, his voice coming through as to inquire what could possibly keep you two from answering.
After a moment of silence his voice cracked into the speaker again, sneering out to earn a reaction of sorts to get an answer. âWhat? Were you two fucking or something? Is that why you were away from your phones?â He asked, his tone wasnât exactly condescending or mocking, just a little annoyed.
Mizu only scoffed, responding back in a hoarse voice. âGood job, youâre not a total moron. Sheâs pregnant now.â
A shocking silence gripped the atmosphere, Taigenâs shocked expression already palpable through the confines of the audio call screenâbefore he finally spoke up, the groupchat exploding with messages since the other two were probably with him.
ââŚMizu what the actual fu-â
A/N: HELLO??? I ACTUALLY GOT LOWKEY EMBARASSED WRITING THIS IM FRYING. WAY MORE THAN MY OTHER MIZU FICS CAUSE THIS ONE EAS LIKE FREAKY FREAKY YK
also sorry if itâs kinda subpar cause I just got back from midterms havenât written in a while and my brain is fried in hot oil- anyway Iâm gonna consume 30 gallons of holy water after this I love the freakiness but holy shit. ALSO HEY WHY IS THE MIZU X READER TAG DYING OUT KEEP IT ALIVE. Itâs ok mihi is here to save yall with another mizu fic
Also itâs so funny bc I lowkey imagine myself as reader when writing the mizu fics..and I know I would be snapped in half by the way sheâs handling reader here because Iâm like fucking 5 foot 1 help
Also I cannot crop the fuckass banner and make it look good help me so itâs big for now you get the luxury of square image banner and not thin rectangle AHHHHHHH
What do you mean Blonde Blazer always believed in and supported Invisigals ability to be a good person and do good to the point she wouldn't let her be cut from the Z team but none of that matters because Visi becoming a hero or villain is 100% dependent on some man.
discoholicmusic
jacobvanloon
andulkaphoto
vaporwave
annaxmalina
