Ok hear me out… no lube, no protection, completely raw, all night, all day, from the dining table to the bedroom, from the floor to the shower, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while i gasp for air..
Authors Note: Alright! heres the second part to Toji x pregnant Reader fanfic! I’m currently working on similar piece after this which will be hopefully be posted by next week, I hope you all enjoy! <3
Warnings: graphic depictions of childbirth, cussing, crying, pregnancy, pet names
Synopsis:
“Mnnhhmmm Toji” you cried, whining as you felt the pressure in your belly increase. Suddenly you panicked, the feeling was so immense you nearly collapsed; grasping for Toji as your breath caught in your throat. “Toji, T-Toji, Toji.”
He caught your arm, holding it up to maneuver you so you could see his face. “I’m right here, whatta need, kid?” He stroked the skin of your wrist, moving his hand from your back to rest on your wet cheek.
It wasn’t that Toji was necessarily afraid of being a father - more so, he feared whether or not you’d survive this. Losing you terrified Toji.
Your body knew what was happening before your mind fully registered that you were going into labor.
The first time it happened you were cleaning dishes; your stomach cramped unexpectedly as you scrubbed the baby blue sponge over the porcelain of the plate.
You placed your hand on the corner of the sink to steady yourself, hissing as you brought a hand to grip the underside of your swollen middle.
Toji was in the living room sharpening his sword, the Shink! of the blade helping to take your mind off the pain momentarily.
The pain subsided, disappearing as soon as it had arrived. You simply shrugged and continued cleaning.
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The second time it happened you were sat in Toji’s lap, his hands running over the plumpness of your ass - which had grown due to the pregnancy. Calloused hands squeezed appreciatively at the roundness of it. His mouth pressed to yours in a sweet kiss, contradicting the aggressive pulls and squeezes of his hands.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous.” Toji said, smiling through the kiss. “Givin’ me a lil brat to run around” he placed a hand on your belly, caressing the skin as he moved the hem of your shirt up and over your skin.
You moaned at his praise, holding a hand to his cheek, you moved your head back down to catch him in another kiss.
Toji pulled away to crane his neck downward, slowly running the rough pads of his thumbs over your tummy; he traced the stretch marks that had painted themselves across your soft skin.
Blushing, you went to pull his hand away making him swat your palm before you could interrupt his fascination with your body.
“Stop it.” He muttered and leaned down to kiss the roundness of your belly, continuing down in a line of pecks, “So fuckin’ good for me.” He praised once more, moving his head up to catch your gaze.
You shook your head, giggling softly and went to reply when a cramp tightened your belly making you gasp and screw your eyes shut.
“Woah,” Toji rubbed your belly slightly, “Hey, you good, kid?” his worried expression deepened when you shook your head and tried curling in on yourself in an attempt to ease the tightening of your swollen middle.
Toji watched you shiver and put two in two together, “Shh.” Toji comforted as you took deep breaths, rubbing your back.
When the pain finally released you took a deep inhale and looked at him sheepishly, almost afraid to make eye contact with the bigger man, in fear of being scolded for not telling him you were going into labor.
“Was that a contraction?” Toji deadpanned.
Looking everywhere but his eyes, you rubbed the back of your neck, chuckling nervously. ”N-no, I think it was just a kick.” hiding labor from Toji was pointless in the end, the baby was coming either way, but you were terrified - hoping that if Toji wasn’t aware it was happening that the reality of you having to give birth wasn’t one you’d have to experience.
Toji still gave u a bored look, “Oh yeah, cause kicks make you look like you’re about to shit out a baby.”
You blushed at his choice of words and looked down to his hands that were cupping the underside of your middle.
“Okay…” you shifted a tad, bringing another fit of pain along with your movements you gasped and reached out, placing your hand on Toji’s shoulder and gritting your teeth. “Yeah it’s a contraction - oh” you tried laughing through your teeth - being cut off by the searing pain ripping itself throughout your abdomen.
Toji sat silently, rubbing his hands over the taut skin of your stomach, pressing in random places hoping to relieve the pressure.
“Are you doing okay?” he asked once you let out a shaky breath, signaling the contraction had passed. You nodded and he smiled warmly,.
Toji craned his neck to give you a quick peck and then moved back to get a look at your stomach, leaning down and pressing a kiss to the skin gently.
You leaned back slightly and placed your hands on his knees, making more room for him. Bringing your hand to his head and carting your fingers through the raven strands, you focused on the softness of his hair to try and distract yourself from the foreseeable pain you were to feel within the now and when your baby arrived.
“You gotta be more nice t’ya momma, squirt.” Toji scolded lightly, rubbing his thumb over the swollen skin. “She’s putin’ in the blood, sweat, and tears to bring you here.”
You smiled at his teasing and continued to play with his hair, only removing your hand when he moved to sit up straight once more, pulling you against his thick chest and wrapping his arms around you in a loose hug.
He could feel the tension in your body - a clear sign of the fear that hung in the back of your mind.
Toji squeezed your sides a bit and you giggled and squirmed making him smile, laughing at your reaction, he brought you back into the hug and placed his chin on your head, running his rough hands up and down your arms.
“You’ll be okay kid, m’ not gonna let anything happen to ya.” Toji reassured you.
Getting pregnant by the one person you were never meant to be serious about was already complicated. Being forced into a marriage with him only made it worse—especially when the lines you drew started to blur in ways you didn’t anticipate.
general content: female reader, accidental pregnancy, forced marriage, fake/pretend relationship, modern!au, fuck buddies to lovers, age gap, domestic fluff, blended family, mutual pining, smut, single dad!toji, toji is a zenin here, kinda rom-com coded, kinda slice of life, cliché if you ask me but who cares.
word count: tbd. | status: on going.
part one
part two
part three
note: okay, i know not a lot of people like the accidental pregnancy troupe or the pregnancy troupe in general, but i lowkey do, so, if you know this is not your cup of tea, please keep yourself from reading this :)
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