Quietly you sat on the bed with your three month old son, he was carefully latched onto one of your breasts mindless drinking away.
Little rivets of the nutrient filled milk dripped down his soft cheeks, as he continued to consume your milk.
Unbeknownst to you or your son, your husband stood at the door with amazement at the scene unfolding in front of him.
He wouldn't have deemed himself a boob man, but after seeing the wonders that they could produce he was slowly falling in love with them.
The way your nipples remained in a constant state of hardeness even after your son had finished his snack, left Kakucho amazed.
Kakucho continued to watch, until your son had fallen asleep on the bud causing you to lift him up and carefully walk him over to his crib where you set him down.
When you returned back to sit on the bed, Kakucho took that as his moment to strike, with your half undressed breasts out in the open. He walked as fast as he could to the bed sitting down the moment his feet hit the bedframe.
"Hey baby" you said with a giggle, shocked by his quick fall onto the bed.
Kakucho, was left speechless to enamored by your breast that you were trying to put back into your shirt.
"You okay?" You questioned your husband at his strange actions.
Kakucho shifted closer to you, until his shoulder was right next to yours.
"Kaku, is everything alright?" You said with concern in your voice. Your husband's strange ministrations had finally become weird.
Without another second to miss Kakucho had you pressed down on the bed. His one hand held both yours down.
"Kaku what are you doing?"
He simply looked you in your eyes, with a primal look in his eyes. He retrieved the breast you had hidden away from him that was exposed mere moments ago.
You writhed at the sensation of someone other than yourself touching your tits, his warm hands squeezing your boobs to get out of your shirt. His tight squeezes causing the milk to form droplets at your nipple.
Kakucho's eyes were blown out at the sight beneath him, you wriggling around underneath him with hardened nipple that was producing drops of milk.
"Can I- have a taste?" He asked looking up into your eyes.
You stopped your movements looking at your husband who was starring at your tits like a prize.
"Urhm ...sure" you said awkwardly.
Without a second to waste Kakucho had removed his hand from trapping yours and went straight to suckling at your breasts.
One hand wrapped around the exposed flesh kneading it, while the other did the same to your breast that was hidden behind your shirt.
Kakucho sucked the bud as hard as he could trying to get as much of the nutrient filled milk out, moaning on your breasts causing vibrations.
You hadn't expected Kakucho to be this animalistic, to be pulling and nipping at the bud. His actions had caused you to start panting, each breath deeper than the last. Your hips started rutting up into the air to find some relief.
Kakucho continued to suck on your nipple losing himself in it. He wanted more unsatisfied with only one breast, he quickly grabbed the other breast and pulled it out to be exposed into the cool air.
Quickly shifting to that breast as he attacked it with the same need as he did to the first, nipping the bud, lapping at the milk that came out.
"Kaku-" you moaned, the sensation of his teeth pulling on your nipple with his tongue pressed to the underside of your nipple was to much. You needed some relief.
Kakucho was lost in your breasts, not evening noticing the strain against his pants. The evident bulge that was starting to rut into your clothed arousal.
His moans on your breasts causing you to lose it as you screamed his name over and over, needing him inside you. The rutting of his hips into yours wasn't enough you needed him in you desperately.
"Kaku please"
You begged for any sort of release as the sensation of him tugging at your nipples became to much.
Kakucho rutting into your clothed core was pushing him to the edge, he knew he wasn't going to last long from the liquid being released into his mouth to your panting moans of his name.
"Kaku!"
With the final scream of his name, he came crashing. White hot spurts of cum shot out of his tip, Kakucho came hot and heavy without even having entered you.
He carefully unlatched his mouth from your nipple, starring into your eyes.
You starred back into his only breaking eye contact to watch the string of milky saliva drip down the side of his mouth.
You lifted your head up to meet his passionately kissing him, tasting your milk in his mouth letting out little moans at the taste.
Kakucho pulled away gently pushing back down. He moved down to your pants slowly undoing them.
You looked at Kakucho with a confused look wondering what he was going to do now.
Kakucho sensed your confusion and replied to your look.
"I'm gonna fuck another baby into you now, so you don't run out of milk"
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I have a crush on Hit Dragon Ball Super and what that means is I often think about how many enemies he must’ve accumulated over hundreds and hundreds of years as a legendary assassin
and what it took for him to get there in the first place
must’ve been a grueling climb to the top...
