《Rewritten Kink & Lemons!!!》12. Giyu x !Wife!Reader
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(This was requested by enjoy!)
~Y/n pov~
I heard the door open, and small quiet steps coming near me. I had my eyes closed but knew who it was, my husband, Giyu Tomioka.
He was near the side of our bed, he leaned down and whispered something sweet to me before brushing a strand of my hair behind my ear.
I felt Giyu's kisses on my cheek as he stroked my arm. He just came back from his work, I opened my eyes and stretched in the bed.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you."
"Mhm~ it's okay. I've been waiting for you~" I sighed.
I pulled his hand down and made him sit beside me. I sat up and kissed him, letting my arms wrap around his neck as I deeply french kissed him.
He cupped my face as he slightly leaned towards me.
"Aren't you tired?" He asked against my lips.
"Not anymore~" I whispered back, dragging him down onto my body as I held him with my legs.
"Right now?" He asked.
"I've been waiting all day and night for you to come back to me~" he understood the hint and slipped off his clothes.
He turned me over on my chest and lifted my hips slightly higher, I heard his pants shuffling off. He laid on my back and sensually kissed my shoulders, then my back and my legs.
"Giyu~" I whispered before pressing my ass against his hard cock. He held my side and pressed himself into me, feeling his dick fill me up to the brim.
He was slow and soft with his movement, rolling his hips smoothly. Soft grunts fell from him as quiet moans came out of me. Kissing my ear and circling my clit, I couldn't stop moving as he slowly got faster with his thrusts.
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"I missed you~" he panted.
"Y-Yeah~ I-I missed you t-Too~" I mewled.
The bed was softly creaking as he rocked his hips. He bit my shoulder and twisted my nipple as he placed me into a doggy style position.
There he began to get faster, I screamed in the pillow as he held my shoulder.
"Ugh~ your so damn beautiful~" he huffed.
"G-Giyu~ Harder~ fuck!~ Ahh~"
My stomach was getting tighter with each thrust he made. He felt my walls clenched his member as he bit my shoulder again. I turned my head and looked at him as he squeezed my ass.
"I-I'm going to cum!~" I gasped, Giyu kissed my lips as he felt my orgasm shatter. The hot feeling spreading through my body and into my thoughts, breaking my mind and making me highly sensitive.
His thrusts kept going, even growing sloppy as he finally pulled me into his dick fully. Feeling his cum fill my pussy, I was holding onto the pillow as I was quivering.
He rested on my back and caught his breath finally. I held his hand and he looked at the wedding ring I was wearing.
"I still can't believe you married me. . ." He muttered.
"Why wouldn't I? Your amazing. . . Giyu."
"Hmm?~"
I giggled before whispering.
"I'm pregnant."
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There you go!!! Hoped you enjoyed it!
More are coming! Like. . . A lot of lemons are coming I swear.
A whole bunch lol.
Stay tuned and seeya soon guys gals and non binary pals 💜💖💙
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