A/N: I'm so, so sorry this has taken forever to get out. My only escuse is lame, so I won't even bother. However if you guys are interested, the most of my works from this site are also now on Jamlyfics and Freedom of Speech Fan Fiction Archive.
Parenthood
| | KHR! - TYL! Hibari Kyoya | |
~ Part Two ~
Finishing up her speedy shower Chastain slid the foggy, frosted glass door open. As she stepped out onto the plush black bathmat she brushed the water from her blurry eyelids with the palm of one hand while the other blindly searched for a towel. Chastain froze, sensing the presence of someone nearby but relaxed when a pair of hands placed the towel she had been searching for in her hands. "You're dripping everywhere." Kyoya stated as he watched his wife dry her face with the plush brilliant scarlet hued towel.
"Sorry," She muttered absentmindedly while wrapping the towel around her body and taking the smaller, lighter one from his other outstretched hand and tucking it around her head. When she was through covering up, she finally caught her husband's darkened gaze and realized that he wasn't as unaffected by their long separation as she had previously thought. Feeling oddly shy, she averted her gaze and quickly sidestepped him to get into their bedroom before she gracelessly buckled under the intensity of his gaze.
Now was really not the best time for them to have a quickie in the bathroom or bedroom for that matter, no matter how badly they both wanted it. Chastain busied herself by digging through her dresser to find a pair of underwear and proper clothes for dinner. "Where are the kids?" She asked over her shoulder when she felt Kyoya slip, ever so silently into the bedroom. She could still feel his heated gaze trail slowly over her body and it made her shiver in anticipation while delicious heat pooled between her thighs.
"Kaito is with Naoto and Yumiko; they're watching some cartoon on TV." He answered shortly and began to close the distance she had put between them. Feeling his predatory approach, Chastain once again moved before he could corner her. She tossed her undergarments carelessly onto the bed before she began flipping through her nicer clothes in the closet. "BJ had an appointment at the veterinary clinic but I couldn't take him, so Takeshi offered to do it. They should be back soon." She hastily explained the reason behind the hyperactive collie's absence.
Kyoya made a soft noise to let her know he understood, just before she felt his warm breath ghost over her neck. The fine hairs on the back of her neck stood on end and she felt her nipples harden when he pressed up against her back while sliding his arms around her waist to lock her in one place. "Kyoya-" She blurted out almost desperately while whipping around to face him, only to have every excuse die in her throat when their gazes met. There was a slight smug smirk quirking at the corner of his mouth that made her want him even more. And damn him, he knew it.
His hands tightened around her waist, their bodies molded together like puzzle pieces as he pulled her into a slow, passionate kiss. Habitually she wrapped her arms around his shoulders to pull him closer as the kiss intensified. When she pulled back for oxygen his lips and tongue immediately fell to her bare, damp neck and shoulder. "Kyoya," She breathed out his name in a needy whisper-moan when he bit lightly at her tanned flesh, before soothing the bite with a languid stroke of his silky, but devilish tongue. Her slender fingers slid up the back of his smooth pale neck and curled into his silky dark hair where they began to tug at the strands wantonly.
After a while of teasing, he slowly pulled away and gazed at her dazed yet lusty features and dark hooded eyes, before cupping the back of her neck and bringing their lips together in a rough kiss that had her clinging to him, least she fall gracelessly to the floor. When he pulled back to lay a sweet, gentle kiss on the side of her neck she sighed contentedly and leaned into him, letting him support almost all of her weight. "I missed you," She whispered taking in his familiar and comforting masculine scent. His wandering hands stilled on her upper back, pulling her impossibly closer. He laid his cheek against the top of her head and returned her soft statement with his own barely audible response.
Standing there, alone in their bedroom holding each other so close and tightly that they might as well have been one person, Chastain could feel her husband's throbbing desire for their joining. But she also knew from his actions, or rather the lack thereof that he wouldn't act on them, yet. For now he just wanted to be close to her, to take in her scent and presence, as she was currently doing. Later tonight, when the kids were deeply asleep however was another matter entirely. She could hardly wait.
When they reluctantly broke apart, their soft caresses lingered for a few moments longer. Neither really wanted to part from each other's immediate presence yet. But, as with life, there were things that needed to be done and they couldn't be put on hold. Chastain brushed her lips over her husband's one final time before pulling away. Her gaze dropped, as she finally admitted the thing that had her so nervous aloud. "My parents are coming over for dinner tonight." Kyoya nodded stiffly in acknowledgement, his expression tightening with slight displeasure.
It could have only been his in-laws that had her so out of her comfort zone. There were many things her parents did not approve of; her marrying him being only one of them. Kyoya however did not care what they thought of him in the slightest, as long as they showed proper respect to him, his wife and their children. Her parents were never overtly hostile, but they weren't especially pleasant. "It will be fine." He assured her, though the tone he used was more of a command, she knew it for what it really was.
Chastain smiled and turned back to her modest closet, just as Kyoya began to loosen his tie and shed his jacket. While she flipped through her clothes and Kyoya undressed for a quick shower of his own, Chastain could hear her babies laughing at whatever what happening on the cartoon they were currently so engrossed in. Yumiko was the loudest of the three, her high pitched girlish giggles ringing clearly throughout the house. From her peripheral vision Chastain saw him pause momentarily before a smile quirked at the corners of her husband's lips at hearing his little girl's excited laughter.
Of the three, only Kaito was truly hers. He was a momma's boy and always had been, even moments after his birth. He had cried his little lungs out and wriggled restlessly until the nurse finally handed him to her for the first time. Once he was in her arms he immediately quieted down and was on his best behavior for the rest of their time at the Hospital and afterwards. It was a remarkable, life changing moment for not only her, but Kyoya as well. The other two were strictly daddy's babies, but she didn't mind in the least. She loved all of her children equally and, despite Kaito thinking otherwise, she knew that Kyoya felt the same way. Even if the elder Hibari was often harder on his eldest son, then Kaito would like.
Just as she slipped into some nice clothes and began to criticize her appearance she heard a familiar, deep voice call out a friendly greeting and her children squeal happily: "Uncle Takeshi". BJ's happy barking alerted her that they had made it back from the vet's. She grinned and shook her head when she heard a distinctly disgruntled noise come from the bathroom. Kyoya was not thrilled that his children were so very fond of their many eccentric "Uncles" and "Aunts" or all the supposedly unnecessary noise they were making. Chastain found it simply hilarious. With her damp hair still wrapped up in her towel she left the bedroom, making sure to close the door behind her, as she went to greet their guest.
~ To Be Continued ~
