A/n: Necesitamos Más Clingy Megumi So Aquí Estoy Para Dárselos :) Un Poquito 🤏🏼 Ooc Pero Ya

ACTOR TOJI MASTERLIST ౨ৎ

SHORT FICS/ONE SHOTS

౨ৎ toji & yn + puppies!

౨ৎ i’ll look after you

౨ৎ i only see you

౨ৎ toji + lie detector test

౨ৎ ‘best kiss’

౨ৎ toji reads thirst tweets

౨ৎ uhm…are you guys dating?

LONG FICS (5k+)

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HEADCANONS

౨ৎ toji & yn being a couple, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5

౨ৎ toji as an actor

BLURBS

౨ৎ kisscam

౨ৎ rain kisses

౨ৎ interviewer who loves yn

౨ৎ protective toji

౨ৎ making up

౨ৎ actor toji on live

SERIES

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Hi!

I have a req - Richter fell in love with reader (female) who is a Vampire

They’re pretty distance at first but then they start to like eachother 👉👈😮‍💨

Also sorry for my bad english…

AN: I don’t think this is exactly what you asked for but I hope you enjoy it. Also, I forgot how much I hate tumblr’s formatting.

Word Count: 1600+

You had been a freshly turned vampire when you met Alucard.

A rouge vampire had turned you and abandoned you and it was only because of pure luck and maybe a little bit of fate, had Alucard stumbled upon you and taken you underneath his wing, teaching you and helping you cling onto the remnants of the humanity you had left and since then, you had remained by his side, travelling the continents, he dragged you along to every adventure he got in to for the past two hundred years.

Now you were in France, camping out in the ruins of an old building, or rather you were hiding in the quickly diminishing shaded areas, calculating how long you had left until you were forced to hide in the nearby forest as the sun rose from its forced eclipse.

“Why not keep the world in darkness forever and destroy it all at once? She must have exhausted her power.” Annette spoke as she stood up, “We should attack again now, while she’s weak”

“She’s not weak.” Alucard approaches the group, “I’m sorry we didn’t get you sooner, who did you lose?”

“Her mother…though she is not exactly dead” Richter informs them.

“I’m sorry, I know how she feels”

Alucard turned to where you were hiding and glanced up at the sun, a silent warning that your time was rapidly running out and you nodded at him, standing up from your crouched position.

“I’ll stay nearby” You inform him, head motioning towards the woods just beside the ruins they were camping out in, “Keep me updated.”

Alucard nods and watches after you as you speed off to the safety of the darkness and shade.

Richter is also watching after you, his blue eyes trailing after your blurring figure before you completely disappear.

He had been curious about you since you and Alucuard had saved them hours beforehand, something about you was compelling to him and he wasn’t sure why. He’s come across many vampires before but you were the first one who actually saved him and not tried to kill him, plus you were also stunningly beautiful.

Ritcher was brought back to reality after Alucard turned around to face the group and found him still staring after you, a small smirk on his face before he began to tell them of their journey to Egypt.

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You sat up against one of the many trees around you, bored out of your mind as you were unable to do anything whilst the sun was up. Usually you sleep the day away or read but now you’ll have to wait until the sun sets before you can set off to Paris with Alucard and Richter if Alucard manages to convince him.

The sound of distant footsteps makes you perk up, they’re nervous, unsure and so you’re only half surprised when Richter stumbles into the clearing minutes later.

He flushes a bright red when he realises that you were already watching and expecting him, and he clears his throat nervously before he speaks up,

“Are you also going to Paris?” Richter asks.

“I am” You nod as you stand up, “Wherever Alucard goes, I go.”

“So you’re quite close to him then?” Richter asks, curious about the dynamic between the two vampires.

“Alucard saved me when I was turned. I’ve been by his side for two hundred years.” You reminisce, “I’ll follow him to the end of the world if I have to.”

Richter looks shocked at your statement causing you to let out a soft laugh.

“I guess our relationship is like yours and Maria’s…siblings almost but Alucard saved me from a certain death and for that, I’ll always be by his side, loyal to the end” ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

The sun had once again set and you were free to leave your temporary prison of the forest and leave with the group towards Paris but not before they stopped by Juste’s cabin…which was currently up in flames.

Richter gasped and ran ahead, calling out for his grandfather and you ran after him whilst Alucard transformed into a wolf and Annette forged her weapons.

You looked around the area but it was quiet, no sign of vampire life other than the dead ones that were scattered around and you were pulled out of your concentration by Richter wading into the water, calling out his grandfather's name before he turns the body around and realises it’s a dead vampire.

The sound of tinkling brings everybody’s attention to where Juste stood, alive, contaminating the river.

“You normally interrupt someone when they’re taking their steed to water?” Juste asks, unhappy that he was disturbed.

You laugh at the face Richter makes as he realises what was happening before he exits the river as quickly as he can.

“Do you normally piss in the lake you drink from?” You ask, disgust lacing your words.

Juste calls out your and Alucard’s name in recognition before a frown settles over his features, “This doesn’t bode well”

“There was an eclipse” Juste states while crossing his arms.

“We know” Richter deadpans

“Fucking vampires everywhere. Never seen one before, an eclipse. But this one was magic anyway, wasn't it?” Juste turns to Alucard for answers.

“Erzsebet Bathory, the Vampire Messiah. She can turn day to night.” Alucard informs him.

“Oh. So, what will it take to kill her?” Juste asks the question that everyone wants to know the answer for.

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You sat with Alucard and Annette on some tree stumps as Richter and Juste have a private moment.

“Are all Belmonts like this?” Annette asks.

“Irritating? Oh, yes.”

Alucard’s response makes you laugh, as even though you don’t have a history with them like Alucard, the few you have met over the years did all seem to share the infamous Belmont trait.

“To be honest, it's years since I had much to do with them.” Alucard stands from where he sat, desperate to get going, “Richter, we need to go!”

“But if we can't stop Erzsebet, I'll need a Belmont to finish the job. Or a revolutionary witch, of course.” Alucard continues on with his conversation with Annette.

“What happens if we get to Paris, and the mummy doesn't hold any power, and it's just some old corpse that was stolen hundreds of years ago?” Annette asks.

“Then at least it's no use to Erzsebet either.”

You wait for Richter as he finishes saying goodbye to his grandfather before you both follow after Alucard and Annette.

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“The river will take us much of the way from here, we won't be stopping, so if you need provisions, get them now. Keep out of sight. For sure, we're being followed. I'm always being bloody followed.” Alucard instructs them.

“Will you turn the tables on them, surprise them and take them out with your flying sword thing?” Richter eagerly asks, excited to see Alucard in action taking over.

“I'm going to find a boat.” Alucard responds, his tone as flat as ever.

You and Annette stifle your laughter as Alucard stalks off.

Richter invites you to help him hunt, insisting that your vampire traits would make it easier as Annette picks mushrooms.

“So, how long have you been alive?” Richter asks, his hand going up to nervously scratch at his nape.

“Haven’t you heard it’s rude to ask a woman their age?” You tease him with a giggle.

Richter’s cheeks flame red as he quickly splutters to clarify what he means, causing you to laugh again before you reassure him.

“After the first hundred years, I lost track but if I were to guess, maybe two-hundred and twenty…give or take a few years”

“That’s…a long time” Richter is stunned as they come to a stop in a clearing.

You hum in agreement, “I have lived a long life, traveled to places and seen things that I could have never dreamed of before I was turned.”

“I would love to travel someday”

You step closer to Richter, “Maybe I’ll take you travelling, you know, once we’ve killed Erzebet and Drolta…if you want that is”

Richter’s head dips closer to yours as your hand comes to a rest on his arm,

“I’d like that…alot” Richter whispers.

You move to shift to your tiptoes when you hear distant footsteps heading your way, prompting you to step away from him.

He shoots you a confused look that is answered when Annette steps through with a basket filled with mushrooms.

“Caught any rabbits?” Annette asks with a smile, “Or did you get distracted?”

You flash her a grin, “I’ll leave you two to it, I don’t even need to eat, not really.”

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As Annette was in the spirit world, you got comfortable down into the basement of the building you were temporarily staying in but you weren’t alone for long as Richter soon joined you, sitting beside you as close as he possibly could without actually sitting on you.

“How is she doing?” You ask about Annette.

“Nothing has changed, but Alucard is keeping watch over her.”

Richter stutters as he tries to speak again, tripping over his words as a steady blush rises on his cheek.

“Can I kiss you Richter?” You ask, smile on your face as you get to the point.

“Oh, yes please.”

You shift up and pull him into a kiss, swallowing his soft gasps as you deepen the kiss. You only separate when Richter has to pull away to breathe.

“You know, Alucard gave me the encouragement to come down here” “Not enough encouragement to initiate the kiss I see” You tease, “Unfortunately, Alucard is a terrible bragger when he’s right.”

“Let him” Richter grins at you before he pulls you back into another kiss.

silly little games | king!sukuna x concubine!reader

tw: pregnant reader, light talk about weight

“You dare place your eyes upon the woman who is carrying my child?” Sukuna was quick to accuse the farmer, who was next to walk up in today’s hearing. 

The poor man had barely gotten the chance to fully kneel in front of the king before the accusation, as if he wasn’t terrified enough to face the man who was known for his sadistic streak.

“N-no not at all my king. I would ne–”

“Silence!” The said king cuts him off, causing everyone, including you, to flinch. 

And your jaw nearly drops as you look up at him, grinning like a cheshire cat, his lower eye looking back at you. 

He’s doing this for fun. 

While you’re pretty much free to act however you want behind closed doors, you still have a job to do in the face of others. That was to stay silent, act docile– really the only rule he had for you because trying to tell you what to do was rather tiring for the king at this point, nor does he have the heart to do that nowadays. 

“Go on– take a look,” Sukuna began to prod at the poor man. 

“I-I really wasn’t, I swear!” 

“I said look!” He snapped again and you swore the walls slightly rattled from it. 

And the farmer did, being scared for his life and all. Sukuna didn’t stop there either. He interrogated the man for the next 20 minutes, asking him how your kimono looked on you and making him guess how many months along you were.

He then accused the poor man of calling you heavy for guessing that you were 6 months instead of 4 and a half months.

While everyone in that room thought the king was being dead serious, this was just another silly little game to him. He knows how much you hate violence and since you’ve gotten pregnant, he’s toned it down a notch whenever you attend hearings. 

So now he resorts to making people think he’s going to punish them, playing mind games with them and inevitably making them beg for his forgiveness. 

The other week he got a man to admit to a crime he never even did and Sukuna wouldn’t stop fucking laughing about it during dinner later that day. 

And you’re sure he’ll be laughing about this tonight.

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“What is wrong with you?” You nearly scoff at him the moment you two are finally alone. 

“A lot,” he easily says, like it’s a no brainer. 

“That poor man looked like he was about to have a heart attack!”

“Don’t get all righteous with me now, sweetheart,” he points his finger at you. “You’re the one who’s quick to throw profanities at me when your meals are late by even a minute– an offense that's punishable by death.” He reminds you, quickly changing the subject.

“Because I have a child to feed,” you argue back and you can tell he’s fighting back a smile. 

“That is no reason for you to berate the king. Tell me, do I look like one of the cooks?” 

“No, you do not. You don’t even look like you know how to fry an egg,” You roll your eyes as you turn on your heel, beginning to walk away from the man.

“And where do you think you’re going? Did I give you permission to leave? Get back here you fucking brat!” He all but tries to keep his demanding tone, despite already going after you.

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gojo in my mind, is not the type to hide how he moans. You know that tiktok audio where the man is screaming, “im new bro im new” while getting railed? that’s completely him except he’s on the bottom while you’re riding him.

you’re making your own soft mules and moans of pleasure while you ride him with your hands planted on his chest but god, he’s louder, obnoxiously louder.

his pale face is all flushed pink, some strands of his silver white hair sticking to his forehead while his mouth is open and letting out every curse and whiney moan bottled up in his throat, the beds squeaking but somehow he’s just louder.

“god you’re like some uh…. riding champing when it comes to riding my dick.” saying it breathlessly while you kept on grinding and riding him to your hearts content.

“and you’re mm-mmph…. very loud satoru..” before he could respond you slapped a shakey hand over his mouth.

smitten!sukuna becomes even clingier after your night together in his chambers. Tucking your head beneath his chin, he keeps his arm wrapped around you all day as he lounges on his throne. And you, well you’re occupied by the new diamonds on your finger.

smitten!sukuna watches you in amusement as you twist your hand in order to reflect the light off of the jewels, content knowing you would soon be his wife.

smitten!sukuna who cant get enough of you excitedly telling everyone you come across you are engaged, standing behind you puffing out his chest and a grin on his face.

smitten!sukuna who revisits his wedding plans and deems them unacceptable. His reason, it just isn’t grand enough and you deserve better.

“Ryo, I don’t know what I want in a dress. That’s why I wanted to go shopping.” You complained, a small pout on your lips.

He didn’t get this was such a big deal for you, one of the most important parts of the wedding and you didn’t want to have it up in the air for months only for you to hate it.

Sighing, Sukuna slumped back against your pillows, a contemplative look on his face, the word ‘no’ not in his arsenal.

smitten!sukuna hears you out and comes up with a compromise that leaves you beaming and his chest warm.

smitten!sukuna who fucks you in missionary the night before your wedding.

“Feel that princess? Feel how deep inside of you I am.”

Taking your hand, he places it on your lower stomach, his own on top, and pushes. You moan, feeling every time his cock fills you to the brim, driving you towards your nth orgasm of the night.

“Gunna make sure you still feel me when you walk down that aisle tomorrow.”

smitten!sukuna who loses all sense of reality when you walk down the aisle towards him, a blinding smile on your face, altering his brain chemistry forever.

smitten!sukuna cries when you say ‘I do’

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(y/n) raising the twins alone and wondering where the clinginess comes from.

the younger twin climbing up to her shoulder and nuzzling to her neck. occasionally sucking her cheek and leaving it wet with her baby's spit and just giggles at her after doing it. cries when you don't give him attention and stares at you wide-eyed his blue eyes getting rounder. pouts at you the whole time, his chubby cheeks puffing and then a fit comes on. and then there's the eldest twin....

tugs at your clothes whenever he's near you which is 24/7. sometimes pulling his younger brother from you and the cries begins. not wanting to favor the other one, you put them above you while they grip your clothes in their small baby fists and then sleeps, their little drools staining and then you realized that's what your baby daddies does to you after intimacies without the mess.

it makes you frown about it as if your babies isn't enough with their looks a carbon copy of their fathers and you wished things were different.

Clingy Choso ideas: he naturally loves to be around you all the time. From cuddles and hugs, to holding your hand, to always ALWAYS kissing your forehead. My dude just absolutely thrives being in your presence even if he acts a little stoic and embarrassed about it sometimes. He's probably the type to hold your hand while your going to the bathroom or at least sit right behind the door waiting to hug you when you open the door.

But what if, one day you and Choso got in a fight/argument and you make the decision to give each other some space to cool off. (Choso did not consent to this lmao)

I'm just thinking about Choso first huffing and going "i can handle this. I'm angry at them anyways." to losing his godamn mind while whining to Yuji that you don't love him anymore and he's going to die alone and you-less "I miss my wife Yuji.... I miss her a lot....😔" (you guys are just dating...)

Bonus if your litterly just vibing on you own, giving yourself a spa day, reading some books, & going shopping while Choso is crashing tf out-

(I love Choso but I love sopping wet and pitiful Choso more-)

“Wife…need wife” he pitifully wails, covering Yuuji in a dramatic hug. Yuuji just rolls his eyes, annoyed and shoving him off. “You’ll be fine. Couples fight dude, communication is-“

“FINE? IM BEING DIVORCED!!”

“…ok No. you two just need to cool off”

Choso whines, pouting as he flops on the couch, rubbing his arms. “Freezing already without wife…need wife…wife keeps me warm. I’ve cooled off enough without her warmth”

“Mkay well, you two are dating. And her name is-“

“Don’t say it, I’ll start crying”

Yuuji just snorts and starts to laugh, shaking his head and covering his face. He sends a picture to you to show that your “puppy” has learned his lesson about “biting”.

Though the last one isn’t a joke, Choso and you got in a fight because he bit someone and was way too aggressive and overprotective.

You just laugh, a soft chortle, and send a text back saying something along the lines of “keep scolding Him. He knows what he did. Being cute won’t get him out of it”

That’s a lie and we all know it.

-Mommabean (soft, pathetic, overdramatic men who simp are something we need more of and Choso is the leash they can strive to be)

# . ݁₊ ⊹ riding Denji in the bathtub while Aki's at home ݁˖ . ݁⭑𝒄𝒘: light nipple play, creampie, established relationship

I keep thinking about being in a secret relationship with Denji and sneaking around so that your roommates don't figure out you two are a thing. it's not an easy task especially since Power is nosy and Aki is observant, but you make it work, which sometimes means that you end up riding Denji in the bathtub.

with your hand clamped over his mouth to prevent any noises from slipping, you grind your hips against Denji's. the feeling of his tip pressed snuggly against your sweet spot and the hot vapors in the small bathroom the made you feel dizzy. "shit– Denji keep it down baby" you huffed out when he whined, his grip on your hips growing impossibly tight as he struggled to keep quiet. " 'm sorry" he mumbled into your palm, pretty brown eyes rolling in the back of his skull from the sheer pleasure he experienced.

and god he looked so pretty with his hair still damp from the bath he took, the muscles of his arms flexing as he aided your movements, bouncing you on his cock. the occasional mewls and moans he let out were music to your ears and you removed your hand from his mouth, leaning down to kiss him. Denji moaned into your mouth, a hand ghosting over your side before he cupped your tit, rolling your nipple between two fingers. the sensation made you clench around his dick, your back arching and thighs squeezing his sides.

"ya like it?" he mused, his blush deepening when he noticed the fucked out expression on your face. you looked prettiest like this and he swore he could cum just by looking at you. still, he leaned his head back against the edge of the tub, breathing in the hot air. the bathroom smelt like soap and sex– fuck, how were you two going to hide this from Aki when he came to brush his teeth in the morning?

just then, a loud knock on the door made your movements halt. Aki's sleepy voice sounded from the hallway. "Denji can you hurry up? you've been in there for an hour what on earth are you doing?"

"oh shit–" huffed your boyfriend, trying to push you off him "we're screwed if he catches us. pressing your hand back over Denji's mouth to shut him up, you sunk down on his length– you'd be damned if you were going to let Aki ruin your orgasm. Denji's eyes shot open in surprise at you actions, a weak moan spilling from his lips.

"it's me in here, Aki. i think Denji went back to his room" you spoke in a surprisingly level tone as you bounced on your boyfriend's cock. you could only hope that your roommate wouldn't hear the squelching sounds your pussy made around Denji. "oh i see, sorry y/n i didn't mean to interrupt. i just needed to use the toilet"

"okay, i'll let you know when i'm out" you huffed out, biting down on your lip as the blond's hands gripped your ass, his fingers sinking in the fat there. he picked up the pace, basically moving you up and down his length, making you writhe in pleasure. your tits bounced with every thrust, his dick abusing your sweet spot made your eyes roll back, warmth pooling in the pit of your stomach.

you were so close, barely able to form a coherent thought and being forced to keep quiet was making the whole thing so much hotter. drool seeped from the corner of your mouth as your pussy sapasmed around Denji's dick, milking the orgasm out of him. "oh shit, shit i'm cumming too" moaned the blond, his nails digging in your hips, almost drawing blood as he shot his warm seed inside you. you grabbed the sides of the tub, steadying yourself while you rode out your high.

once you managed to regain your composure you slumped against him, heaving. your breaths mingled as you placed a chaste kiss to his lips, earning a giggle from from the blond. "now that was fun" he smiled, tucking a damp strand of hair behind your ear. "god, i love ya so much baby i swear one day i'll–"

"you two are sooo royally screwed" sounded a voice from the other side of the door.

shit, Aki. you'd completely forgotten about him.

Geto: so, how's motherhood treating you?

Y/N : Oh it's wonderful, I just didn't expect there to be this much crying

Geto: I mean, that's what babies are supposed to do ...

Y/N: what? Oh! No the baby is perfect! I was talking about satoru..

Gojo: (looking at their baby, sobbing uncontrollably) I JUST LOVE YOU SO MUCHHH !!!!

Lady Hightower.

Gwayne Hightower x wife!reader

Summary: the reader is approached by Criston Cole. Gwayne doesn't like the look in Cole's eyes.

A/n: this is a drabble to keep the writer's block away 😅 I'm still sick, but it's getting better slowly

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"Lady Hightower," Criston Cole approached the woman.

Y/n turned, her 6 month son in her arms. Her brows furrowed, "Yes?"

He stepped to her, and only then did he realize he wasn't sure why he did it. 

She noted his hesitance and a worried expression came over her face, "Is my husband alright?"

"Yes," he quickly reassured. "He is fine. Just fine."

She nodded and let out a relieved sigh, "That's wonderful. Thank you."

He nodded too, an awkward silence overtaking them. 

She shifted the baby in her arms. "I thank you," she finally said, "For your service to the crown."

Criston moved a step closer to her, "It is worth fighting for."

Her brows furrowed as she noticed his movements. "You've recently been promoted to the Hand of the King, I've overheard."

A smile came across his face, "Indeed. His grace truly blesses me."

Her patience began to turn to annoyance. "My father-by-law should be in Old Town by now. Hopefully with Daeron."

"Lord Hightower is a wise man. The crown shall miss his guidance."

Her head tilted as she studied him, "Indeed, it will." She forced herself to calm down, adjusting the baby against her shoulder once again.

As she did so, Criston took a breath, beginning to enter close proximity to her.

She looked up, his face closer to Criston's than she would've liked. "Ser Criston?"

"My lady."

"You're a loyal man, aren't you, Lord Hand?"

His eyes flickered over her face, "Yes."

She took a large step back and let out an annoyed sigh, "Quite loyal indeed." She looked around, "Where is my husband?"

Criston released a sigh of his own at his failure, "He should be coming back from the stables."

Gwayne did indeed step into the courtyard, a curious look coming to his eyes at the sight of his wife with the knight. The curiosity turned to worry when his wife immediately approached him when he came into her line of sight. 

"Dear husband!"

He reached out and took his son from her arms, wrapping an arm around her waist. He leaned down to her ear, "What did he say to you?"

"I'm glad to see you is all."

He looked past his wife to glare at Cole. "You're sure?"

She reached up and caressed his face, pushing his messy red hair from his forehead and speaking with a soft voice, "Gwayne."

He forced himself to take a breath and calm himself. The baby in his arms let out a soft whine. He looked down at his son, gently rocking him back and forth. "Did you scare the bad man away, my son?"

Y/n smiled, "Well, having him surely helps."

"Not enough," Gwayne smiles. He leans down and kisses her cheek. "Perhaps I need to give you another."

Her cheeks flushed. "Gwayne," she scolded.

A bright smile came over his face. He continued his teasing behavior, "Shall I?"

"This is improper to discuss here."

"I am not offended," he said with his infamous smirk.

She feigned offense, "Give me my son."

She reached out to take him, but Gwayne turned away from her, keeping the baby close. 

His wife giggled lightly, reaching out further, "Gwayne, give me my son."

"He is my son as well."

She playfully huffed. "Then we shall both pray to the Seven that he does not become as teasing as his father."

"Keeping a son from his mother, Lord Hightower?" 

Gwayne lifted his head up, seeing Criston Cole walking to them. He cursed under his breath, "Lord Hand."

"You didn't answer my question."

Y/n sighed, stepping next to her husband and resting a hand on the baby in his arms.

Gwayne shook his head with a clenched jaw, "I wouldn't dare, Lord Hand." A satisfied smirk came over his face, "She knows I would never break apart a family."

Criston smiled in slight offense as he tried to laugh off the man's digs. "Yes, you're a perfect man. Aren't you, Lord Hightower?"

The two stared at one another for a while as the tension grew.

"Excuse us, Lord Hand," Y/n finally interrupted, "But I'd like to welcome my husband back properly."

Criston forced a fake smile to his face, "Of course, my lady. How rude of me." He looked at the two, then the babe, his eyes studying the child longingly. He let his smile drop as he began to step away.

They watched him leave, a bold smile coming across Gwayne's face at his wive's boldness. He leans down again, "Welcome me properly?"

She grins, "Perhaps after the sun sets."

A shiver of lust ran down his spine, "Why only then?"

"We must wait until our son sleeps, Gwayne."

He wraps his free arm around her waist, placing a soft kiss on her lips, "Perhaps he can find sleep before the sun does."

She giggled lightly, "How so?"

"In the arms of his father," he stated as if obvious, "How else?"

She shook her head, "He wouldn't possibly-"

She froze, seeing that the baby in her husband's arm was already asleep, slumbering peacefully.

He looked up at her with a smirk. "Let us lay him down. I have a reunion to enjoy."

His wife grinned, dragging the man indoors.

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