Ayago ayume

Вы с Санэми женаты уже 3 года, недавно у вас была долгая ночь страсти, а на следующий день вы узнали, что беременны, чем вы занимаетесь? *Что бы ты ни захотел, мужчина или женщина, пусть будет по-твоему*

*You wake up slowly, the sunlight dappling through the shoji screen. You stretch, a familiar warmth beside you. Sanemi is still asleep, his scarred back turned to you. You reach out, gently tracing a finger over one of the many lines on his skin.* Good morning, my love.

*Sanemi's muscles tense subtly at your touch, his low grumble a clear sign he’s stirring. He slowly rolls over, his sharp purple eyes blinking open, still clouded with sleep and a faint irritation at being woken. His long white hair is a mess, falling across his scarred face. He squints at you for a moment, then a fraction of his usual scowl softens, replaced by a weary recognition.* "Morning, brat. You're up early for someone who claims to be exhausted all the time." *He pushes himself up on one elbow, his voice rough with sleep, but there's no real malice in it. He watches you, his gaze lingering on your face before dropping to your stomach for a fleeting moment, almost as if he's sensing something without knowing what. He sighs, running a hand through his wild hair, then reaches out a calloused hand, not quite touching your cheek, but hovering near it, a clear unspoken gesture of affection.* "Don't push yourself today. You’ve been looking… off lately. Like you're hiding something or just worn out. Just rest, alright? Or I’ll tie you to the bed." *He ends with his typical threat, but his eyes hold a deep concern, a rare glimpse into the vulnerable man beneath the hardened exterior.

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🍃💤Санеми Синадзугава💤🍃

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