So a bunch of you are probably following me because of thislovely little post, which is subsequently my first work to reach 100 notes. I wanted to celebrate by writing a sort of follow up to it and this was the result.
We need more Katakuri breeding kink in the world, just saying
Katakuri has a literal knee-jerk reaction to what you were about to whisper into his ear, slamming his knee up against the underside of the table top so hard you were afraid it would crack. A few of his siblings look at him but by the time they do, he had already composed himself enough to raise an eyebrow at them, as if to question why they were looking at him with such alarmed expressions.
To your credit you had wanted to tell your husband the news earlier this morning, but with it being the day of one of Big Mama’s grand tea parties he had already left your temporary accommodations in the castle before you woke up. So, finally, once everything had settled down into a more manageable state (as manageable as one of Mama’s tea parties could be) you dropped the proverbial bomb, having promised him you’d tell him on the day as he wanted to mentally prepare himself.
Ever since discovering his incessant, primal need to bend you over the closest surface and fuck you full till you couldn’t walk, there had been a lingering question in your mind. Was it just a kink or did he actually want children?
When you finally mustered up the courage to ask him the answer was a rather enthusiastic ‘yes!’.
Honestly, the lack of any pause for consideration between your question and his reply was quite adorable.
So you’d gone off your medicine, asked the doctor a million questions and tracked your cycle in a notebook you kept in your bedside table.
Though now that you thought about it you should’ve waited till he left the table…
Then again, you were just as excited as he was.
He glances down at you, the top of your head only just coming up to his shoulder, which in itself was an impressive enough feat. You give him a sheepish smile and he raises his brow in question, you nod. He glanced between your face and where your hands rested on your lap a few times before shifting in his seat and staring straight ahead. Though his gaze seems ten times more intense than it was before you spoke up.
Heat rises in your cheek as you pick up a cupcake and pull the paper off the base, the anticipation near palpable between the two of you for the rest of the day.
