Knocked Up!—☆
Summary: You getting knocked up by the kny boys!
Warnings: MDI, NSFW content, female!reader x kny!boys(separate pairing), raw intercourse, reader getting breed, breeding kink, somewhat insecure Obanai.
Characters: Giyuu Tomioka, Sanemi Shinazugawa, Obanai Iguro.
A/N: This is my first post so please don't hesitate to correct me✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧. You can read the pregnancy fluff here!
***lower-case except the names cuz fuck this autocorrect.***
Giyuu swore he’d never cross this line with you. you were too soft, too sweet, too much like a fleeting dream he didn’t deserve.
but one late night in your estate, after tea and quiet laughter, when you leaned over him in that loose kimono, brushing stray hairs from his face…his self-control broke.
he takes you carefully, like you might shatter. every thrust is slow, deliberate, cock throbbing crazily inside your smooth—velvety walls, his forehead pressed to your shoulder, his mouth trembling against your skin.
you keep whispering, in that sweet, intoxicating voice of yours, “Giyuu…you’re so warm…please, stay with me like this.”you're so cruel! so unfair! how could you sound so innocent, like your pussy isn't trying to milk him dry, like, that messy pool of sweat and cum is not there, like, the scratches on his body are from the training only.
he tells himself he’ll pull out. he has to. but then you wrap your arms around his neck, cling to him with those sweet moans spilling from your glossed lips, and your pussy clenching down on his cock, desparately trying to ride out an orgasm“ah!—Giyuu you feel s-so nice! ah!-please come inside me!”hearing those stupid, cock-drunken words of yours caused his cock to twitch, instinctively he started to thrust hard and deep.
“d-don’t say things like that—ahh, I can’t—”his voice crackes just like his resolve, he buries himself deep inside your cunt, groaning raggedly into your skin as he fills his seeds inside you, shaking, holding you down to take all of him. when he realizes what he’s done, panic flashes across his face. he starts to pull out, stammering apologies—until you smile sleepily, pressing a hand to his chest, whispering“don't apologise, I wanted this, and I know you did too.”
That one soft line twists a knife in him. you're right he wanted this—even you wanted this but he couldn't help but feel guilty but the thought of you glowing with his child, walking around in his house with a with a big, round stomach was suddenly too powering and....arousing.
Sanemi’s was never going to be an accident. not once he had you beneath him, soft body trembling, eyes wide, pupils blown, lips swollen and parted like you were his prey. his cute little prey who shares her sweets with him.
he snarled against your throat, hips slamming into yours hard enough to make the bed creak you whined, gasped his name, tried to tell him he was being too loud and you were sensitive with the previous orgasms—ofcourse he didn’t stop. he never would, especially when he's getting to fuck the woman he loves.
“shut the hell up, my darling. I don't care if anyone hears, you’re mine that's all I care about. now, I'm going to breed this pretty, little pussy of yours and you're going to take it allll without wasting any drop, m'kay?”
true to his words he started to thrust inside you like there was no tomorrow, your cheeks burned, your eyes glassy with tears and pleasure as he pounded into you, biting and marking every inch of your skin he could reach. he pinned your wrists above your head with one hand, the other gripping your hip hard enough to leave bruises.
when you whimpered, “Sanemi—you’ll make me—pregnant—”, he snarled a broken laugh and thrust harder.“stupid woman, that’s the whole damn point. I’m gonna fuck a brat into you so everyone knows you’re mine.”
and when he finally came, it was with a vicious groan, grinding himself as deep as possible, making sure you felt every hot pulse of him spilling inside. he stayed there, pressed flush, biting your neck hard as he emptied himself.
afterward? He lay there sweaty and panting, glaring at your soft belly like he wanted to brand it“don’t even think about pushing it out. you’re keeping it. you’re mine now...and, by the way tomorrow is our wedding.”
with Obanai, it started hesitant. he touched you like he wasn’t allowed, like any second someone would drag him away for daring to ruin something so soft and pure.
“I’ll be careful.”he whispered hoarsely as he slid into you, shaking as if he were already about to break.“I won’t… I’ll pull out, I swear.” was the first and probably the last lie he ever told you.and once he was inside, once he felt your warmth hugging him so tight, he lost every shred of resolve he had.
your moans were gentle, unguarded, making his chest ache. you cupped his cheek like he was something to be cherished instead of the scarred, hissing hashira he was.and when you whispered, breathless, “Obanai…you f-feel so good! don’t s-stop!” his sanity snapped.his cock throbbed painful in your pussy“d-don’t say that—I can’t—too tight!”
with a broken groan he painted your walls white, clinging to you like he’d drown without you. he kept muttering apologies even as he kept thrusting, unable to stop filling you over and over, terrified but drunk on how right it felt.
afterward, he lay trembling against your chest, forehead buried in your softness, hissing quietly.“I shouldn’t have done tha—I’m disgusting, I am sorr—”your sweet lips were reason his ranting stopped.“no you are not disgusting, and don't worry I also wanted to have a family with you. you will make me your wife in this and every life, won't you?Iguro-san!”
Nodding his head he hugged your naked body, the image of you in a wedding kimono, stomach swollen with his child came into his mind, he would be lying if he said that he didn't want this.
So this is how it turns out ngl it's pretty crappy and cringe but it is what it is. LIKES AND REBOLGS ARE APPRECIATED!
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