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Sukuna watched the stage from his operabox seat bored out of his mind as the auctioneer went on calling out the numbers for the current bidding option.
He settled back into his high-backed seat, turning away from the stage and grabbing his glass of whiskey that sat patiently waiting for him, delivered by wait staff that knew it was best to be unseen nor heard. He brought the glass to his lips and watched as people raised their numbered paddles from the floor seats or other boxed seats that lined the high walls and faced the stage.
He let out a sigh before turning his eyes to his right where his companion sat, eyes glued to the stage but not the piece up for bid. His usually white haired companion had black dyed hair that night, which would easily wash out, had already found the piece, like all the others before it wanting and not what they needed. He watched as his companion sat head in hand as their free hand drummed on the armrest of their seat, the white sparkling mask they wore covered the top half of their face and Sukuna could see the bored frown on their lips as they along with him waited for the next piece to be brought out, tablet resting in their lap.
His crimson eyes roamed along his companion's figure dressed in an eye-catching kimono with a cascading motif of flowers adorning it in warm colours of reds, oranges, and yellows. His spouse had caught a few eyes as they had entered that night’s auction house and he had smirked as he had possessively drawn his beautiful spouse closer to his side as they made their way to the operabox and his mind wandered of how he would tear that kimono off the body of his little love. Those thoughts had been the only thing getting him through this bore of an event, but he needed to be there as this was probably their last hope.
"Tell me again why we don't want this one?" Sukuna took a sip from his drink as the auctioneer entered the end of the bidding.
"The fertility is good and the domesticity is very high…" Uraume answered him in a soft voice as the auctioneer banged his gavel on the podium. "But she's just not very pretty."
Sukuna hummed in agreement as they watched the woman with long blue hair, in a sheer gossamer robe that hid nothing, be led from the stage, no doubt to be further prepared for the individuals that just purchased her. She walked without the impairment of any drugs, docile and calm as if she had just not been sold like cattle.
Uraume was right the girl had been so plain he didn't even remember what her face had looked like even though they had stared at it for the past several minutes. The woman was also very boring with how she presented herself, head down and hands behind her back like a puppet waiting for its strings to be pulled.
Someone like her though might have been just what they needed, unlike the previous options that had issues with fertility or some other genetic abnormality, she had been perfectly fertile, healthy, and docile which would have been what they probably should have been looking for in their potential surrogate.
He took another swing from his drink as the auctioneer went through his usual spiel before introducing the next piece. It was all a bore to Sukuna as he took another sip of his drink, it wasn't like he didn't already know the process and usual platitudes that the auctioneer was giving, afterall he had a brother that ran an establishment just like this one.
The decor was much different though, the establishment they chose to venture to went for a more western motif and design, which made him want to vomit. It was far too ostentatious for his tastes, but they had to go through a channel that was as far away from his family's connections as they could get.
His eyes fell to his spouse, finding them far more interesting to look at as they waited for the next piece to arrive on the stage. Uraume was a thing of beauty, a gorgeous specimen that he had stumbled upon and knew he would make the charming little sprite his spouse the first time they had met. They met during fashion week where Uraume was modelling one of their own designs, he still remembered the little number in red that they had worn, a dress that had been designed to look like ribbons wrapped around a chest and the ends were left as a train behind them leaving milky legs bare for the world to see. He also remembered how easy it had been to tear that garment off, like unravelling a ribbon around a Christmas gift.
They started dating right after that.
Uraume had shown him such a divine time and also met his wit with their own, it was impossible for Sukuna not to fall in love with the captivating and icy beauty. Everything about Uraume had been perfect, even how they adapted to his family's business and true nature, they even managed to gain his deadly mother's approval. Their lives together had been perfect, even their wedding had gone off without a hitch avoiding any troubles or bad luck that stereotypically would befall such nuptials.
It should have been a sign.
A blaring one the Sukuna should have seen, but had been too blind by love to see and the bliss that had encapsulated his life. It all came to an halt a year after their marriage where they had made a dangerous discovery.
Ever since they had gotten married, Sukuna had received a reminder of the expectations that he had to meet as a member of the head of the Ryoumen clan. That expectation being: producing a legitimate heir. And after one full year of trying and no signs of success, Sukuna finally agreed to see a professional as the light reminders and loose queries had gotten on his nerves and he hated how they affected his little spouse.
The doctors found nothing wrong with him, he was as fertile as could be, unfortunately the same could not be said for Uraume. His spouse demanded perfection in everything they did and from everything around them it was what led to their own success and strong personality. He had never tried to imagine the pain their little love must have experienced when their body betrayed them for a second time in their life.
He had held Uraume as they wept, coming to terms with the fact that they would never be able to bear a child. Worshipping their body and showing no matter what he still loved them and did not care for that discovery. For two days he made love to his spouse just for the two of them no longer chasing after some achievement that was demanded of their union.
He had awoken on the third day to his spouse’s eyes dry and already compiling a list of available options and what their next move should be. Uraume had always been the pragmatic one of the two, they had taken their time to mourn and all that remained was moving forward.
They could never let anyone from his family know about their discovery. Though Uraume had managed to win his mother's fickle approval, it could all fade away if she ever learned about his spouse's body. Kaori demanded perfection from her children as they were the ones to carry on the clan name and preserve it, she also demanded it from their spouses as well. If a candidate could not meet those demands of regal perfection, or made one misstep, she would crush them and make sure they were removed not just from her sight but anyone else's. She would see Uraume's inability to provide an heir as a mistake and do everything in her power to remove them from Sukuna's life and they refused to be parted at all.
So they went through their options, together like a couple should.
Adoption was out of the question. They needed a child with Sukuna's DNA, and they both carried unique features that if a child lacked any of them, it would immediately call into question the parentage of the child.
Fertility and IVF treatments had been possible options. But the risk of discovery would be too high and had strong risks of failure that he refused to put his spouse through as the examination also revealed that a pregnancy would put their life and body at great risk.
Surrogacy had been their remaining and highest option.
Sukuna had felt uneasy about it, the idea of laying with someone that was not his spouse had left an ashy taste in his mouth, it still did, but Uraume had proved it was their best option. They gave him their blessing to do this and swore they would be with him through the whole process.
It was what led them to the auction house that night, where the rich bidded on the ones whose lives had ended to the outside world and would spend the rest of their time fulfilling their buyers' needs, whatever they may be. Like theirs they needed someone who would not be discovered as their surrogate, who would be out of reach of his mother's influence and who wouldn't be noticed if they had gone missing for at least a year. They had planned on keeping their surrogate close, well protected, and their true existence a complete secret. It had been why they went the extra mile in secrecy; by dying their hair that night and choosing an establishment that didn't ask questions or names, only dealing in cold hard cash.
It was the perfect place to purchase their surrogate, he watched as Uraume focused on the tablet on their lap paying strict attention to the next candidate's stats. He hadn't really cared about those things, anyone could have been put in front of him and as long as putting a baby in them meant he'd be able to keep Uraume, he'd breed them in a heartbeat. His spouse on the other hand took their selection with a bit more seriousness and scrutiny, claiming this would be his heir and if it couldn't come from them, it needed to come from good stock at least.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, we will be moving on to the next selection.” The auctioneer paused, regaining the attention of the crowd, Sukuna just took another sip of his drink. “Your tablets should update momentarily with the specs of the next object, the following object is “As Is” and the opening bid will commence at 6,500,000.00 Yen.” The clack of the auctioneers gavel signalled the start of the next bid and a small buzz signalled the tablet had updated.
Sukuna watched his partner and raised an eyebrow as Uraume sat up straighter and began actively pouring over the tablet. He blinked surprised by the shift in energy and was about to comment before the flashing of the big screens hanging over the stage drew his attention. He immediately knew what had drawn his love’s attention as he found himself captivated by the new option on the stage.
A pretty unblemished face filled the screen, wild short midnight hair sat atop that face, with vibrant half-lidded green eyes poking through those soft looking tresses. The beauty had a slim body and was dressed in the same gossamer robe as the others before them, showing off every curve they had and left him still stumbling on pinpointing the gender of this latest option. He had been honestly surprised that the beauty, the most interesting piece shown so far, was started at such a low bid; the lowest of the night. But once his eyes landed on the long slim neck then he understood such a low number for such a fine looking piece.
Unlike the soft white collar that had adorned the neck of the previous girl and other pieces, this time the colour was a stark piercing red.
His red eyes narrowed at the sight of it and instantly understood the low number.
It would appear the shift in product quality had started. He had done his research into the auction and found that they had a similar setup to how his brother had structured his own auctions, so he recognised instantly what that red colour meant. It also explained why the latest bid was held by two workers and looked like they would have collapsed without said supporters bracketing the beauty on both sides. The person on the stage was heavily drugged, another signal that this object had not come to that stage willingly, like the previous white adorned bids.
Many people would find themselves at rock bottom and in order to escape their bad choices, some would find themselves in a route where all would be forgiven if they sold away their freedom and others could find the prospect of no longer having to deal with their own responsibilities and being trained for said stage a delightful avenue and White would signal that voluntary choice.
Where Scarlet would mean a person had not personally signed their life away and could be someone paying off the debt of another, being sold as a form of punishment, or even picked up off the streets. Sukuna brought his free hand to his lips as he began examining the creature ignoring as the auctioneer went into the physical specs, the “As Is” comment rang through his head, that also meant no training was given to the piece to prepare for it’s new life and how to properly serve any potential buyers. The bidding’s beauty was captivating but the other implied aspects made it a dangerous prospect.
It would be a gamble to invest in such a double edged piece, however it wasn’t just his decision to make.
His eyes returned to his partner who was still attentively studying the tablet and absorbing everything that had been recorded about the beauty. It was the most energy his little love had put into examining a piece throughout the night, at least the beauty managed to pass that requirement.
“His fertility is listed as high and he doesn’t have any genetic defects listed either.” Uraume turned in their seat, their rose eyes meeting his own through the mask, desire blatant.
“Are you sure? This one doesn’t have any training and could be a rowdy and wild one.” He pointed out making a slight gesture with his glass, and giving the beauty another once-over. “Is he even legal? Looks like he barely has any meat on his bones.”
Uraume flashed him a flat look and titled their head to the side.
“His age is listed as 18 and he weighs 60 kgs, he’s legal, healthy enough and has the hips to carry to term safely.” They smiled at him before a hand landed on his thigh. “And besides if he does end up being a wild and rowdy thing I’m sure you’d have no problem bringing him to heel and who knows it might even be a fun little challenge for the both of us to do together. I know how much you love a challenge and he’s so pretty, I know he’s already caught your attention and imagine the pretty babies you could make with him. He’s perfect Kuna and I want him.”
That hand didn’t remain still travelling higher as his spouse finished and coyly smiled at him, his partner knew him so well, he had thought of more than just the pretty babies they could make together. He flashed them a wide grin and finished up his drink, before placing it on the small table and reached for the numbered paddle they'd been given earlier, resting innocently on the table. Uraume had told Sukuna what they wanted and it didn’t matter the price he would move all of heaven and earth to lay his spouse’s desire at their feet, his eyes flashed as the auctioneer pointed at him the price having already doubled for the beauty in the few moments they had commiserated. His face broke out into a wide grin, things were starting to look interesting.
Uraume smiled and settled in close to him hugging an arm and laying their head on his shoulder. He could already feel his little love’s mind working and planning out just what they would do with their little prize after he won the bid for…
“So what is this bidding’s name anyway?” Sukuna leisurely raised his paddle again as a higher number was called out.
“Oh they only listed him as Megumi.” They answered, eyes never moving away from the stage.
“Megumi huh?” He rolled the name around on his tongue enjoying the taste and couldn’t help but internally laugh, not missing how their prayers had been answered by such a pretty little blessing. “Well let’s see what owning this blessing will cost us.” He grinned as he raised his paddle again, sight pinned on the pretty little package on the stage.
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Fushiguro Megumi awoke hearing a strange soft shifting sound and to a pounding headache while having the driest mouth of his life.
He sighed a groan, not daring to open his eyes, it wasn’t the first time he’d been hung over after a night of being dragged out to another club or bar his rambunctious roommate knew. Darkness was his friend in those few precious moments before he had to acknowledge the bright blazing world.
He turned his head basking in those few precious moments of peace as he did his best to wait for the pain to dull, he took in a few breathes and tried to wrack his brain for just what he did the previous night that would have left him in such a state. He didn’t know what he had done in his life but he had managed to be given the roommate who had made it his mission to visit every party their university campus was having and dragging his roommate, Megumi, to everyone with him. Normally Megumi would just say no but with the threat of the party being led back to their dorm room if he didn’t come with, Megumi would acquiesce and it had become a custom that he would spend his evenings nursing a drink and then pouring over a textbook late into the night back in his dorm room.
His strategy usually would pay off, but some nights–and given his current state he was sure it had been one of those nights–it would fail. He tried to remember what had been his undoing, if it had been a group that dragged him into a game of poker, beer pong, or some drinking competition, or just his roommate being too pushy, yet no matter how much he tried he couldn’t. Normally it wouldn’t be that hard of a task, so the inability to recall was a strange one.
He tried to put his memories in order, but another round of the strange noise had his train of thought scattering.
Megumi frowned and made to turn over but surprisingly found that he couldn’t. His awareness was growing as the pain in his head dulled and he found that his arms were stuck above his head, his eyes shot open at the discovery. And immediately winced as light hit his eyes causing the ache to return and closed his eyes hoping to stave off the pain, he let out a quiet moan and again met resistance, just what kind of night did he have last night?
It wasn’t odd that he would have a rough sleep and get stuck in uncomfortable positions or his roommate would get a bright idea to prank him in his drunken state, he had joked about it many times so maybe the other finally had the wherewithal to finally do something. His left eye twitched, the thought of anyone doing something to him while he was unconscious left him incensed.
He shifted trying to get into a more comfortable position, and slowly opened his eyes. He had put off the inevitable long enough and he needed to see just what trick his roommate had decided to assail him with during the night. Slowly reality swam into focus and he waited for the top bunk to appear but curiously all he was met with was a high ceiling he didn’t recognise.
He blinked confused at the ceiling tilting his head to the side; it wasn’t uncommon for hosts of the parties he’d been dragged to, to offer to let people spend the night. Some bashes could get quite wild and sleeping off a party was safer than having a person stumble their way home in the dark and through campus or worse get behind the wheel of a car.
He was positive no structure on campus had such dark paint or such a high ceiling, nor the tall bedposts and bedframe his arms were tied to. The sound came again and much louder it pulled him from his scrutiny of trying to figure out just where he had woken up, he wasn't sure but as he became more aware of himself he could have sworn that the last sound was followed by what reminded him of a… moan ?
He turned his head to the right where the sound had come from and his breath hitched as his eyes widened.
Megumi saw as a beautiful pale face was thrown back and a loud moan fell from plump lips as someone with pink hair and a large build kneeled above and pounded away inside of the pale body.
His mouth hung open in shock and he instinctively flinched when pink eyes clouded in bliss landed on him.
The shock finally kicked his mind into full gear and he remembered everything.
His tuition payment failing .
Him leaving his dorm and returning to his shadow of a home .
His father awaiting him with only more debt .
His sister's medical fees still needing payment .
And his father told him about a plan that would fix everything. The next thing he had known, men in suits came to their door and dragged him away, saying he would be the payment for his father's debts and that his future would be auctioned off to the highest bidder.
He gulped as he looked into the eyes of who he guessed were his buyers.
"I told you he'd woken up...ahh" A voice moaned and pulled him from his thoughts.
He could only watch as the pinked haired man had started kissing the other person’s neck, his eyes rising and Megumi found himself pinned by sharp crimson.
“It looks like you’re right, love.” A gruff voice said between kisses as his lips travelled lower along a pliant pale body.
He could only gulp as he watched wide eyed the display being carried out in front of him, it was a titillating sight to behold, but Megumi could only watch with trepidation.
The people that had collected him had made it no secret just what types of individuals would frequent the auction he would be a part of. While he had been examined by the organisation he had been sold to, he had hoped he would be bought by someone looking for a new servant or indentured worker. It had looked like luck had not been on his side as he realised he had been tied to a bed and was stripped naked, he had a feeling about what demand his buyers would have of him.
“...Kuna, stop.” His white haired buyer giggled. “We need to get started and should introduce ourselves.”
Pink eyes roamed across his body and Megumi couldn’t help but blush under the scrutiny, his voice lost.
“Do we have to Ume?” The other and bigger buyer said around his kisses. “He’s been out for so long, he can wait a little longer.” He watched as the larger man continued to indulge in the other.
He honestly thought the two would continue to make out and ignore him, however his smaller buyer clearly had other ideas.
“Stop it you hound.” Small hands pushed and slapped at the mountain of a chest easily pushing the other away. “Save that enthusiasm for the task at hand and our new blessing.”
His eyes fell into a glare as he heard the unoriginal nickname and watched as the taller man rose from the bed and the white haired person stayed on the bed turning onto their front and crawling on the bed towards him.
“Tell me how are you feeling?” The person asked once they reached him, Megumi was still having an issue with figuring out what gender they were with the closer proximity. “Your handlers mentioned the cocktail they used to keep you docile should not have any extreme side effects, but it’s always good to check.”
He recoiled at the approaching hand, or tried to, as the restraints kept him in place, leaving him unable to avoid the soft cool hand that fell on his forehead.
“He’s fine, Uraume,” Megumi’s attention was drawn away from the person still on the bed and to the other individual who had made it to the head of the large bed. “There’s no way they would have given anyone something that cost me several times his asking price, something strong and that had a chance of causing an issue, you don’t have to coddle him so soon.”
“Kuna!” White hair shifted as the person gave the tall man a look. “People have different tolerance levels and It’s not wrong wanting to make sure our little blessing is alright.”
The person, who the tall man had called Uraume, turned back and flashed him another clam smile before once again asking their question.
“Don’t mind my husband over there, he can be a bit prickly sometimes, so tell me how are you feeling?”
Megumi’s eyes kept shifting from the person beside him and the other still standing at the foot of the bed both in their naked glory.
“I-Uh…” Megumi trailed off with a small cough, unable to continue as his dry throat had made itself known.
“See I told you this might happen.” He saw crimson eyes roll and arms cross over a chest before another chest of pale skin blocked his entire view.
It took him a moment to realise that Uraume had crawled over him blocking his view, a sweet scent filled his lungs, and his eyes widened at the proximity as he felt a blush creep across his face.
“Drink,” Uraume shifted back onto their hunches and Megumi saw a cup with a stray held up to his lips.
He didn’t need to be told twice. He leaned forward as far as he could go and captured the straw in his lips and sucked up as much of the water he could drink, his throat sang as he swallowed.
“And you said he wouldn’t be a good listener.” Megumi opened his eyes, not realising he had closed them, and saw the man at the end of the bed wave off the statement and Uraume beaming beside him.”
“Drinking while thirsty is not the best sign of obedience.” The man came closer to the bed and he watched as his hand went between his own legs and grabbed…
Megumi turned away, feeling his face grow even hotter as the man clearly started jerking himself off.
“You just know how to find the cloud in every silver lining don’t you, Sukuna?” Uraume pulled away and he watched as the nearly empty glass was placed on a different side table.
“It’s called being a realist.” He could feel a piercing gaze land on him, but he kept his eyes firmly away, he was too scared to check if the other had stopped and to deal with the feelings the image had ignited in him.
“Being a downer is more like it.” Uraume brushed some hair back behind an ear before turning their attention back on him with a soft smile. “Tell me did the people we bought you from give you an explanation of what might be expected from you.”
Megumi gave a slow nod, the people at the auction had spared no detail of what might happen to him before he was forced to swallow some pills. Apparently he should have counted himself lucky that he even woke up after leaving the auction house.
“Excellent,” Uraume continued to smile. “I’m Uraume and the sour puss over there is my husband Sukuna…”
“I’m Fushiguro Megumi…” He answered after Uraume trailed off and looked at him expectantly.
They nodded and looked like they were about to continue, but a gruff voice interrupted them.
“Now that introductions are finished, can we finally get on with things?” A hand grabbed one of his ankles and pulled him forward until the binds were strained and he was lying on the middle of the bed.
Megumi had gasped and turned his head to meet Sukuna’s grinning face as the man had begun to climb onto the bed with them. He felt his heart race as the broad man began crawling closer to him, he was suddenly made very aware of how naked he was, he shivered as he instinctively closed his legs.
“Kuna, you can’t just rush this,” Megumi turned to see his other buyer shooting their husband a glare and he felt himself relax, believing the other seemed to be a merciful sort and would give him some respite, but Uraume’s next words had his blood running cold. “You’re scaring him and stress and fear have been known to lower the odds of conception.”
Conception…They couldn’t mean like with a pregnancy, right…?
His thoughts raced as the word continued to swirl around his mind.
“I think you’re the one that’s scaring him,” Sukuna snickered and his eyes looked at the man smirking down at him. “And besides, even if the first round doesn’t take, it’s not like we can’t try again and again until he is more comfortable with everything. Our little blessing isn’t going anywhere after all.” Megumi shivered as his smirk only grew as he finished.
“You are horrible, you know that.” The words were said with no heat and when his face was turned by a soft hand he saw the other was wearing a fond expression on their face. “That is the reason we bought you, you have something that we need help with and you are perfect for the job.” A cool hand settled on his waist and it confirmed that a pregnancy was indeed what they had planned for him.
Warm hands grabbed his ankles and pulled his legs apart.
“Wait!” The word left his lips before he could stop it.
The room froze and for a minute Megumi thought maybe they would listen to him. But a laugh told him that was far from the truth.
“Wait.” Sukuna mocked as the grip on his legs tightened. “You really think you’re in such a position to make that kind of a demand of us, when you are now our property.”
Megumi felt the implications with each word and it terrified him. When the reality of his situation had him when he had first been brought to the auction and he had woken up naked he realised that the demands his buyers made of him would be sexual in nature, he just never thought…The idea of him being pregnant had never really crossed his mind, at least not so soon in his life, he was only eighteen and he had so many plans for his life, being pregnant hadn't been one of them.
A finger shoving its way into his cunt tore him from his thoughts with a scream. He threw his head with a pained cry and thrashed trying to get away. Yet the bindings and the remaining tight grip on his ankle kept him in place.
"Kuna what did I say about how we need to be gentle with this earlier." Cool hands brushed away his hair from his forehead and he leaned into those touches to distract himself from the pain.
"Yeah, yeah," Sukuna groused, his finger still moving sharply inside of him. "And remember what I told you about him needing to be trained? Gentleness is something that only good little blessings earn, not bad ones who can't figure out not to make demands of his new masters and to speak only when spoken to."
The finger continued making its way inside of him and he swore he was going to be ripped apart by it and if it didn't slow down.
"I'm…sorry. I'm sorry!" Megumi sobbed under Sukuna's hand. "I won't do it again."
"Oh?" The finger finally stopped and he could hear the grin in Sukuna's voice. "Do you promise that you can be a good blessing and that you'll listen to only what we tell you."
It took a second for Megumi to catch his breath and to wrap his head around what the other said. It was a second too long apparently as the finger inside of him moved into a hard crook that had him crying out in pain.
"I can be good!" He sobbed loudly. "I’ll do what you say, please…" Megumi didn't know what he was begging for or truly saying by that point he just wanted the pain to stop.
And it did.
"See I told you a little Carrot and Stick in the beginning can go a long way." The hand that had been on his ankle had moved to his hip, keeping him still as he slowly began pulling the finger out.
"Uh-huh, so I take it I'm the carrot in this little analogy of yours?" Uraume asked their hands stroking his hair and Megumi couldn't help but lean into the soft touches.
"Hey if the shoe fits." Sukuna laughed as he finally pulled his digit out of him and a hiss from Megumi's lips. "Now pass me the lube, I think it's time we got started."
Uraume rolled their eyes before pulling away from him, Megumi couldn't help the small whimper he let out at the loss of contact. Fingers gripped his chin and with a sharp pull Megumi found himself facing his other buyer, a stern look on his tattooed face.
"Always remember Fushiguro Megumi that yes we do in fact need you," Sukuna leaned close with a sinister grin on his face. "But that doesn't mean we need you in one piece. Disobey us and it'll be your body that pays the price." Megumi felt sharp nails lightly trail along where his arm met his shoulder and shuddered at the implication of the touches.
"Enough." A pale hand swatted at a broad shoulder making Sukuna rise and Megumi felt like he could breathe again. "I'm fairly sure he's got the point by now, so stop being a mean stick and show him how nice the carrot can be."
They passed him a long plastic tube before settling back into their original position beside Megumi, laying flush against him on their side. So close that he could feel their breaths brush against his skin and their warm body heat.
"Right," Sukuna smiled as they popped the cap of the tube open and began to generously lube up his hand. "He felt quite tight with just one of my fingers in him, will you be participating in this first round or not?" Once enough had been poured onto his hand he closed the lid and tossed it to land beside Uraume.
"I think I'm going to take a more passive roll for the first round," Uraume answered, their hand lightly trailing designs across his chest. "It's so rare that I get to watch you bring another to pleasure from this kind of angle and I'm excited to see it."
"Alright, I told you that you had a touch of voyeurism in you, I'll make sure that this is the best show ever," Sukuna began crawling forward, his proclamation made, and Megumi couldn't help but tense. "Hey now none of that, I told you that you only have to worry if you do anything bad, let me show you what's in store for good little blessings that behave."
He finished his statement looming over him with a smile and dove in capturing his lips in a deep soft kiss. Megumi froze, his mind suffering whiplash at the shift in atmosphere, and he didn't quite know what to do. He had almost turned away from the kiss, too shocked by everything, but a soft cool hand kept his head in place and he had shuddered at the imagined punishment he might have received if the hand hadn't been there.
He felt Sukuna grin into the kiss at his movement, no doubt taking the shudder for a pleasured one. Megumi was not going to correct him and just tried to go along with whatever the man on-top of him was doing. If he opened his mouth, Megumi opened his, if he moved his tongue along his own, he made sure the other had the access he needed. Megumi felt tears forming in his eyes, not wanting to be punished or killed by the people that literally held his life in their hands. Sukuna had been a blazing force as he kissed him and he couldn't help the blush that had started to heat up his face with each passing glide of lips and he honestly hated to think about how he would react when the other actually touched him.
He wasn't sure what was worse: the rough treatment from earlier that left him terrified and aching or these soft kisses that were slowly unravelling him and he was sure would leave him an utter mess.
He didn't have long to think about it as he felt a slick finger begin prodding at his entrance and then enter him slowly. He broke the kiss as he gasped at the sudden intrusion, memories of the earlier intrusion still fresh.
"Relax," Megumi heard whispered into his ear. "You're doing so well, there's no need to fear, you already promised to be good for us." He felt hot lips blaze a trail down his neck and soft words danced in his ears.
He tried to follow the advice given to him in those words of comfort, doing what he could to relax his body and let the other man start the process of…of breeding him . The thought almost had a new wave of sobs escape from his lips but the kisses weren't stopping as they continued to explore his body and the feeling of soft cool hands gently joining in on that exploration had him feeling lost in a whirlwind of sensation. His mind was still in turmoil over his fate and fearing the retribution a wrong move could lead him to, while his body was slowly relaxing under the soft touches and kisses, he hadn't even realised Sukuna had fit his entire finger inside of him buried to the knuckle until he felt his palm flush against the bare skin of his lips.
Megumi shuddered at the barrage of mercurial feelings, too lost in everything and only able to let out a small moan that even he wasn't sure was from pleasure or pain.
His breath did hitch when another finger began moving against his hole, one finger though easier to get inside of him because of the lube, was a large enough stretch as it was, two had been a frightening prospect.
He whimpered as a second one began to join the first finger inside of him.
The prodding was slow and Sukuna had decided to crook a finger inside of him, the friction causing the most bizarre tingles of pain and pleasure to assault him and shoot directly into his brain.
"My, my he's so warm and soft," Sukuna's voice reached his ears as that second finger continued to make its way inside. "And so tight it's like he's sucking me in, I swear you'd think he was a virgin with how tight he was."
He heard the man smirk above him, and Megumi felt himself flush at the comment. He wasn't a virgin, he'd fooled around in his high school days like any other teenager, it wasn't his fault the other was so much larger than him. He had wanted to share that fact but he didn't know if that would get him punished as he knew Sukuna wasn't talking to him.
"The auction didn't have much on his history, just that he didn't have any infections or illnesses," Uraume replied, their hand lightly trailing along one of his nipples, the light touch driving him mad. "I don't think it really matters if he is or not, there is a bit of a size difference between you two though, so that might be what's causing the feeling."
"Hmm," Sukuna hummed as his second finger finally slid its entirety inside of him, Megumi gasping at the feeling of being so full. "We might have to invest in some dilators for him, to help make him a better fit for me going forward."
Megumi was doing his best to remember how to breathe and to keep his body relaxed as he got used to the feeling of the two fingers
"Think it's going to be too much of a problem for you?" The question was asked over his head and the light touch finally stopped.
"I don't think so," Sukuna finally answered after experimentally wiggling his fingers and nearly sending Megumi to an early grave as he forgot how to breathe. "It'll just make getting inside of him easier the next time and so we're not spending so much time on stretching him out."
Movement caught his attention and Megumi turned to see Uraume nodding and with a pensive look on their face.
"Alright, I'll see about getting some dilators for the future, think you can stretch him out without causing too much damage?"
"Yeah, probably gonna test some limits when I fully enter him but I shouldn't cause anything permanent." Megumi felt the two fingers twisting and scissoring inside of him slowly stretching him out in preparation for the other's cock.
He gulped at the idea, his mind still remembering Sukuna playing with and holding the thick looking shaft. He didn't care what the two had planned; he didn't know if there was enough stretching in the world that was going to be enough to prepare him for that.
He had gotten so caught up in the thought of the other's dick he had been taken by complete surprise when another finger prodded at his stretched cunt and felt a pressure settle on his clit. Megumi let out a loud throaty gasp, his body violently shuddered under the feeling, even the fingers inside of him froze and he felt as all of the attention in the room landed on him.
Slowly the hand that had two of its full fingers inside of him began to move crooking in a manner that had him seeing stars and a thumb once again brushed where his clit was, and Megumi was sent into the stratosphere.
It felt good.
To say the least, Megumi blinked away stars as he had found that he had thrown his head back back by the rush of pleasure and his body had tensed from the shock of it all that the other had brought out in him, when he could think once again.
"That's an interesting sound." A voice purred and the next thing he knew stars were overtaking his vision and his nerves were once again set alight by pleasure.
"It most certainly is." Megumi panted as he came down from the high, he moaned as he felt movement inside of himself and when he looked down he saw that Sukuna had inserted another finger inside of him.
The feeling of fullness had been excruciating before, but at that moment mixed with the remnants of that sharp and blazing pleasure, he couldn't feel that discomfort anymore as his body was continuously rocked by that pleasure. A rhythm was soon found as soft touches continued on his front and upper body while his lower half was roughly fondled and fingers thrusted inside of it. The sensations were driving him insane as he felt himself grow wet and aroused under the combined touches of the two people that had bought his future.
"I think he's wet and stretched out enough for me." Megumi whimpered as the man pulled four fingers out of him, the man had just slid it in during a thrust of his hand that he still couldn't pinpoint.
"Are you sure, Kuna?” Uraume asked as they shifted back and leaned up. “You mentioned you were worried about the stretch earlier, I think he could put up with a bit more stretching if needed.”
“Save the coddling for when he’s pregnant, Ume.” Sukuna said as he gripped both of his thighs raising them and pushed them a part wider. “Besides he wouldn’t have lasted any longer if I continued fingering him, look at how he’s trembling, he's on the edge and would have gone over if I had continued.”
Pink eyes travelled along his body, no doubt noting that he was trembling like a leaf in a storm and he was gasping in breaths like a drowning man. Megumi swore he was on the edge and the only thing keeping his head on straight was the grip Sukuna had on his thighs and the dying burning remnants of pleasure that had been engulfing his body.
“I see what you mean,” Uraume said as they laid down once again at his side. “It looks like our blessing is a sensitive one.” A hand settled on his chest.
“Or I'm just that good.” Sukuna quipped as he pulled one of Megumi’s legs up and had it settle on his shoulder.
A hum came from his side and he was just trying to keep his awareness intact and get his train of thought back on track. He felt as Sukuna shifted closer to him feeling the sudden warmth of body heat brush against him as he regained his ability to think and just what was about to happen.
They had finished the preparation stage and it was time for the main event.
Megumi trembled as Sukuna came closer to him and he got a full view of the equipment that the other would be using against him, massive didn’t begin to describe it. He had felt fear grip his heart as the man closed in on him and he felt a hot slicked weight settle in between his legs and brushed up against his entrance.
He didn’t have the chance to utter a word as he felt the tip of Sukuna’s penis begin to breach his entrance. The breath was knocked out of him as Sukuna pushed forward inside of him and Megumi clenched his fists in the binds that held them.
The man was tearing him apart Megumi could feel it, he feared what it would have been like for him if the other hadn't taken the time to stretch him. He couldn't help the sob he let out as the tearing pain outshone any of the pleasured embers that the two had been stoking inside of him.
"Shh…It's alright." An arm settled underneath his neck as a head nestled onto his shoulder pulling him into a light hug. "I know Sukuna is very well endowed and it's a bit daunting the first time experiencing it, I felt overwhelmed my first time with him too, but I can assure you it will all be worth it in due time." They reached down and pinched one of his nipples, earning a gasp and a shudder from his body.
"I thought you said you were going to be taking a passive role, during this round?" Sukuna gasped as he continued to thrust inside of him. "He's wrapped around me like a vice and so…warm, you made a really good choice last night Uraume."
"What can I say? You both make such a pretty picture it's hard to keep my hands to myself and you know me, I just have an eye for beauty and quality."
Megumi gasped as the two continued their assault, Sukuna continued his progress keeping his grip on his hips steady while Uraume continued to coo at him and lightly touch parts of his body that drove him mad.
It was slow progress as Megumi focused on those fantome embers of pleasure that still remained keeping him above the mind shattering pain that the other's intrusion was threatening to drown him in. He felt the other grip at his thigh as he was no longer guiding his length inside of him and felt the man moving his leg, he continued at a steady place inside of him and Megumi sobbed as the pain became too much.
“He’s pretty even with tears in his eyes.” A hand cupped his face keeping it in place and he didn’t care if he was crying, he was sure he was going to die.
“Hmm, you’re right.” A voice purred with a groan. “Definitely going to have to keep that in mind for the future.”
Megumi didn’t have time to fully grasp the chilling discussion as Sukuna had finally sheathed himself inside of him. It had become so difficult to breathe as he was sure he could feel the other so deep inside of him he was sure he could see the other poking through his belly. He tried to remember that blazing pleasure that the other had given him before but the breath was sucked out of him and his brain power as he felt the other pulling out.
Megumi whimpered, realising the other wasn’t going to give him a chance to adjust. He bit down on a complaint still remembering the reaction his earlier pleading had gotten him. The slide out of him had been done with ease as Megumi tried to focus on relaxing his body trying to stave off any damage from Sukuna’s intrusion and the generous amount of lube the other had used earlier and coaxed out of him.
He was focusing on relaxing and his breathing when he felt the other almost completely pull out of him, he didn’t have much time to prepare as the other slammed back inside of him. He keened as Sukuna rammed back roughly inside of him and he let out a sob as he felt the other pulling out of him and that he was going to experience the same thing. It was too rough and the pain was overwhelming anything else the other had given him as he let out more sobs and tears.
“I think that’s enough tears for now, look at me Megumi.” He didn’t fight as soft cool fingers grasped his chin and he was turned to the side and greeted with Uruame’s soft smiling face. “You’re doing so well for us blessing, come here.”
Soft lips brushed against his own, softly kissing him and Megumi dove into those soft touches using it as a distraction from the pain. He kissed the other back as he felt a soft hand settle in his hair, those lips coaxed him into opening his mouth and he felt a tongue dance against his own. He melted into the soft touches, the kiss growing in fervour and his desperation for comfort and he didn’t want the kiss to end.
“Damn, you might want to stop doing that or I’m going to finish right here and now.” Uraume pulled away and Megumi almost whimpered at the loss.
“Really, do we make that tantalising of a picture together?” He felt as a soft hand began lazily roaming across his chest once again.
“Oh you have no idea.” The look he flashed them both was a hungry one and Megumi couldn’t help but shudder under the intensity while Uraume just chuckled at his side. “You two are definitely going to have to do that again, you two are breathtaking together.”
The touches didn’t stop and neither did Uraume’s joy, but they were little comfort for him as Sukuna was starting to move again. He had closed his eyes trying to prepare himself for the expected sharp pace and the agony the previous rhythm had caused him, he had shuddered and tried to focus on the touches and the memory of pleasure though fleeting. Yet he had found himself not needing such efforts, for the bruising pace didn’t return.
Megumi had opened his eyes when he found that Sukuna had adopted a slower rhythm letting him adjust to the other before moving inside of him and sparking a warm pleasure inside of him that was not immediately overrun by pain. Confused, he had looked down at himself and saw that Sukuna had a look of concentration on his face before flashing him a grin as he continued the much calmer pace.
“See cooperation is rewarded.” He had blinked confused at the words before he was reminded of what had caused the other to start that painful pace, his tears and how pretty he looked as he cried.
Megumi had blushed as he turned his head away, a few insults had danced on his tongue, but he kept his mouth shut as he heard Sukuna laughing at him. He gasped though when a hand had found its way to his clit and lightly applied pressure to it as Sukuna had slotted himself home. The rhyme had started anew as it actually gave Megumi a chance to feel what was happening inside of him and at a pace that reignited the pleasure the other had brought out earlier inside of him. Only better.
His dick felt so much more wondrous than the man’s fingers and it was slowly turning his mind to mush as that delicious slide inside of him gave him such a blazing pleasure that had left him gasping and unable to stop as a word made it past his lips:
“More…” Megumi had shuddered as he realised the word had left his lips and he froze.
The room thankfully didn’t freeze like the last time he had spoken, but it was clear his word hadn’t gone unnoticed.
“‘More’ are you sure?” Sukuna laughed and he felt Uraume chuckle beside him. “The last time I gave you more of me you were a blubbering mess claiming you were going to die, I think it’s best that we hold out on that until you’ve gotten used to me a bit better, can’t ruin that baby maker of your’s just yet now.”
He punctuated that by giving him a pointed but still controlled thrust. Megumi moaned at the actions, sad that the tortuously maddening pace would continue, but thankful there was no retribution for his transgression. He decided it was better to suffer the ministations of the two of them as Sukuna kept his grip tight on him and easily adjusting his body to whatever angle he wanted him to be and Uraume continued with their light hold and getting him excited with soft touches.
It was insanely pleasurable as the two just seemed to know what they were about to do, the two working in instinctual tandem as they drove him towards the edge of pleasure once again. It was an amazing feeling as every one of his nerves felt ignited by pleasure and his mind was enwrapped in that warm glorious feeling in a way he’d never felt before.
Megumi felt that he was getting close as something tightened inside of him as he found himself steadily being pushed towards that edge of pleasure in a way he’d never felt before.
He didn’t know if it had been a kiss that turned into a bit on his clavicle.
Or if it had been that one specially angled thrust with a well placed rub of clit.
But he had been pushed over that inevitable pleasurable edge with a firm shove and Megumi found himself in freefall.
Megumi came.
It was a hard drop as he cried out his completion feeling his body half rise from the mattress as his body tensed to such a degree his back bowed. He felt the bliss of his orgasm take him and he fell hard into that warm pleasure, he had been so caught up in his own bliss and his body tightening around Sukuna’s dick that he almost missed that Sukuna hadn’t stopped.
If anything the tight grip he had on the other only seemed to make him rut inside of him harder, so hard in fact he let out a groan and felt his body almost being jerked back from the force of it. The man just continued to thrust into him and through his orgasm. Megumi felt that thick coil inside of him tightening again and he cried out at the feeling as he felt pleasure wrack his still sensitive body and he felt his crescendo of completion hit him a second time just as Sukuna seemed to reach his own.
He came deep inside of him, Megumi felt his warm release paint his walls. He let out a deep moan at the feeling while Sukuna growled deep and low from his throat, they both laid still like that both just trying to catch their breath.
“Dear are you–mmhh!” He looked up and saw Sukuna and Uraume making out just above him, he felt himself blush as the erotic scene played out in front of him, with Sukuna’s large hand behind Uraume’s head and not letting the other pull away from him as he kissed them.
They continued like they didn’t have a care in the world and when they pulled away they shared a tender look and Megumi didn’t know if he should look away or not.
“I did it, Ume.” The smile Sukuna wore was a drunk one as he placed his forehead on the Uraume’s, his smile wide.
“You did, didn’t you love?” Uraume gave a gleeful smile. “You got so deep inside and I’m sure he’ll feel you for days.” Their hands roamed across Sukuna’s chest, rising to rub along his shoulders and neck.
“I did,” Sukuna grabbed one of his hands, giving it a kiss.
“Do you think you could go for another round?” The question had Megumi sucking in a breath and Sukuna grinning as he let Uraume pull away from him a coy smile on their lips and settle back by his side. “I’m sure you got him filled nicely and the chance of conception is high, it never hurts to be extra careful.”
“I think I could go another round…” Megumi let out a gasp as he felt the softened rod still inside of him begin to harden once again.
“That’s good to hear.” Uraume said as they moved to straddle his upper chest, placing their knees to rest on either side of his head. “I’m curious to see just what he can do with his mouth. Open.”
Their last word had been followed with the tip of a finger landing on his lips. Megumi, knowing that it would be pointless to fight, opened without further direction. The two had made their designs for him clear and the only thing he could hope for is that if he behaved well enough they’d give him back his freedom and that he’d be allowed to stay in one piece.
Tears pricked at his eyes when a hand firmly gripped the top of his head aligning it so that a glistening cunt could be lowered onto his lips and he felt as that thick dick once again started to find its former punishing rhythm in his still too sensitive body.
Megumi could only hope that the two would release him after they got a baby out of him.
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Ten months later…
Three figures sat under the shade of an intricate and beautiful gazebo, surrounded by a garden of lush and colourful flowers.
“More tea, Okasan?” Uraume delicately held up a teapot as they sat at an intricate iron wrought table, dressed in a stunning light blue yukata.
“Oh please Uraume, I’ve already told you to call me Okachan.” A beautiful woman with short dark hair responded as she sat across from Uraume and dressed in a flowing purple summer dress. “And why yes I’d love some more, is this a new blend?”
“Why yes it is, Okachan .” Uraume had a small smile on their lips as they poured the tea into an awaiting cup. “It’s an imported Oolong blend that Sukuna sent express all the way from Beijing.”
“I still can’t believe that son of mine would leave you alone like this and not long after you gave birth as well,” Uraume watched as Kaori, the Ryoumen matriarch, leaned her head into her palm. “I don’t know what that son of mine is thinking sometimes, going off to another country to take care of business while he leaves his post-pregnant spouse behind. I wonder where he gets it from?”
The woman took a sip from her cup, her lips pursed together in a frown as she released it.
“It’s alright Okachan,” Uraume continued as they grasped their own cup. “It was an unfortunate emergency that arose and only Sukuna was equipped to handle it. I had to practically shove him out the door to go save that company branch and this tea is just a small apology of the many he’s sent since leaving.”
They took a sip savouring the tea and trying not to show how much they missed their dear husband and how vexed they were about the idiotic worker who had caused such an internal blunder that only he could fix.
“Of course dear,” Kaori continued as she placed her own cup back on the table. “I’m sure if he hadn’t been forced to go away he’d be with all three of us right now, I’ve been told he hasn’t been able to put the little one down since he’s been born.”
Uraume placed their own cup down and smiled brightly at the woman.
“He has, he’s been spending the most part of our video calls just gushing over—”
“Wahh! Wahh!” A cry interrupted them and they turned to their right where a fabric bassinet sat and where the cries had originated. They could see little hands flailing over the side and dove into action.
“Aww is it feeding time already,” Uraume cooed as they reached into the bassinet and pulled out a small baby draped in a white soft blanket. “You get your punctuality from your father, you know that?” Their smile widened as they cuddled their crying baby and began shushing him in the comforting way that the doula had taught them, the cries soon turned from lung piercing shouts to small discomforted sobs.
Uraume continued to cradle their child close, giving him comfort and in doing so the blanket fell back revealing a small tuff of incoming pink hair.
“He takes to you so well.” The compliment drew their attention away from their son and to the woman across from them. “It’s amazing the connection between a mother and their child.” The expression she wore was soft and wistful, Uraume had almost been taken back having such a look shot at them with such warmth.
“It…definitely is.” Uraume agreed feeling at a loss for words and turned to look down at their little bundle of joy they had waited so long for.
They stayed like that until an impatient cry drew them both from their musings and Uraume just beamed down at their hungry and demanding little boy, two traits they were sure he got from his father. Shifting at their side had them smiling a little wider as they turned to the third person that had been sitting by them.
“Here you go Akira,” Uraume shifted and handed their son over to the other. “It’s lunch time.”
They watched with a smile as the person cradled their son in the proper way that they had both learned to hold a baby, it had been nice having someone learn alongside them, and once the baby was settled at his chest level, delicate fingers began unbuttoning their white maternity blouse and burping towel already draped over a fine shoulder. They watched as the last button came undone revealing soft pale skin and the slight swell of a milk laden breast, their son blocked the view as the baby latched onto the mound and began to suckle, his cries finally silenced as Akira began drinking his fill.
“I remember Sukuna always being hungry when he was just a baby as well.” They tore their pink eyes away from their feeding son and to the woman across from them who was watching her grandson nurse, another soft expression on her face. “There’s no need for the cover, you don’t need to cover up with myself around.”
The hands that had started to manoeuvre the white blanket their son was shrouded in froze and green eyes regarded them. They gave a nod at the look and the hand moved the blanket back to laying against Akira and to hold the baby steady, leaving their son’s feeding for all to see.
“You were so lucky to find a wetnurse in such a short time,” Kaori said, taking one more look at Akira before turning her attention back to Uraume. “And one that he’s connected with so well, you truly are blessed Uraume.”
“I will admit Megumi here was a blessing of a find, I don’t know what I would have done with myself if we all didn’t find each other.” They took another sip of their tea to hide their knowing smile.
“It truly is a blessed arrangement,” Kaori took a sip of her tea before once again turning to watch Akira. “Did you know I actually had to use wetnurses since my first pregnancy?”
“N-no…I had no idea.” Uraume’s eyes widened at the admission as they stared at the woman across from them stunned.
“Of course you wouldn’t, it was such a well kept secret I sometimes forget about that fact myself.” She gave a laugh and turned meeting Uraume’s gaze. “You and I are alike in that aspect, so I want to give you some advice, don’t worry about not being able to nurse Akira yourself. He is your son and the bond you two share is a strong one so if anyone tries to give you grief about it remember pregnancy is a trauma not all survive and it’s something you and Akira did together, you delivered a beautiful and magnificent son. It does not matter if your body cannot feed him directly, he wouldn’t even be here if it wasn’t for you.”
Her smile was warm and rich and Uraume found themself growing bashful under its attention.
“Thank you Okachan.” Uraume took a moment to brush some hair behind their ear letting their hand fall under the table. “Those words mean so much coming from you and they give me so much comfort. We worked so hard to bring Akira into this world and he’s honestly made everything worth it. Please forgive me for getting a little emotional, hormones you understand.”
They blinked their eyes and brushed at one of their eyes as if wiping away a tear before placing it back on the table.
“Of course dear,” Kaori reached across the table and gently grasped their hand. “Please always remember if you need anything I am always here for you and to help."
Uraume had outwardly schooled their face into a thankful expression as Kaori gave them a soft look, internally they were over the moon. They couldn’t believe just how well everything had been going and how much they had learned about the woman, internally they grinned as they knew Kaori had never visited their sister-in-laws this soon after a birth and she had never shared such an intimate fact about herself between any of them, that group could never keep a secret and they had always lorded over them how fast each of them had been able to have children after they married.
Yet none had been visited so soon after a birth and none had been given such intimate information, it was a win that they would be able to keep close and the others wouldn’t even know about it. It was such delicious revenge and everything had worked out just as they planned, they had been worried when the woman had asked to pay a visit and so soon after Sukuna being called away; they had worried for a moment that something had been discovered and the whole tea party was a ruse to expose them, but they had been so relieved and surprised by how everything had been going. It was honestly going perfect.
A small gurgle had the two breaking away and turning to face the other two of their little tea party and Uraume saw that Megumi was in between shifting Akira from one breast to another. It was such a cute sight, they had kept their little blessing close as they stayed glued to their baby especially during feeding times it had always been such a sight and though they could have used formula, Uraume didn’t want their son to missout on any extra nutritional value that Megumi could provide Akira.
“Akira truly is a wonder,” Kaori said as she released their hand smiling as she slid back into her seat. “You truly gifted the family a lovely baby and magnificent heir.”
“He is, everyday has been a new surprise with him,” Uraume picked up their cup taking a sip of their tea. “I probably shouldn’t be mentioning this as it is a little soon, but since you shared something earlier I feel it’s alright to share this with you now Okachan, but do keep it between us.” They placed their cup down a conspiratory smile gracing their lips.
“Oh what is it? Don’t keep me in suspense like this and I won't tell a soul.” She placed her cup down and gave them a co-conspirator smile.
“Well this was something that Sukuna and I were discussing before he left,” Uraume wore a grin as they continued. “But we were thinking of trying for another baby soon.”
“Uraume!” Kaori gushed, clapping her hands together and bringing them close to her chest. “That’s wonderful news! Does this mean you’ll also be designing a new maternity line? Your first one was just spectacular and I heard it was so successful.”
“It was,” Uraume acquiesced as they reached for their teacup. “And who knows I was so inspired by my first pregnancy I can’t say if inspiration won’t strike again, but please keep this news between us. We want to wait for Akira to be a few months older before we announce we’re trying again.”
They took a sip from their cup hiding their grin.
“Of course I completely understand.” Kaori was the picture definition of pleased as she reached for her own cup. “Your secret is safe with me, I’m just so happy to hear that the family will continue to grow, truly this is an auspicious time for the family.”
Uraume nodded as they continued to drink away letting the woman gleefully continue on, it was a benefit for them honestly as the woman was so caught up in her joy she didn’t have the chance to notice the shudder that lightly rocked Megumi’s body at the announcement nor the widening of emerald eyes. But Uraume did as they had been gripping the other’s thigh and had felt the movement and caught the look out of the corner of their eye.
The cup hid their grin as they continued to grip the exposed skin that poked through the slit of his uniform skirt, pants though looking delicious as they hugged their little blessing legs and better hid the delicate ankle monitor on his leg, hadn’t really suited him when they had been choosing his uniform and they had found that skirts just fit him so much better. Sukuna had praised the choice claiming the same observation and that it meant easier access, which they had to agree with the man. Megumi had been an amazing help with their son and had been the perfect companion in their husband’s absence, the little blessing had learned how to use his mouth quite well and the sounds he made were still such entertainment to their ears even after having almost a full year of exploring them.
Megumi’s pregnancy had been a wonder for them to observe and they had felt such bliss when his labour had been over and they could finally hold the son they had worked so hard to gain and gifted them the favour of their extended family that they had deserved since they had sealed their marriage to the love of their life.
Uraume quietly sighed in bliss as they reflected on their blessed life.
Everything had been perfect since that night at the auction and they had gotten to indulge in their little blessing. They couldn’t wait to see what the future had in store and what new gifts their little blessing would give them.
Uraume smiled as they basked in the fruition of their perfect plan.
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