A/N: Inspired by that one fanart where Aki looks like an avenging angel protecting Asami and a blond baby. But.."yourfavauthor" mentioned that maybe Akihito gets pregnant by demon magic through one of our chats. This is technically mpreg not A/B/O lmao
Thanks for reading!
-Lucicelo
Takaba Akihito shifted into his human façade before entering a busy sidewalk. Outside of Halloween, he couldn't get away with presenting his true form without humans stopping him to ask if he cosplayed an animated character or was in a movie. Akihito would of entertained their questions, but he didn't have time to indulge in people.
His building nervousness and happiness pushed him forward. After all, he wasn't going back to the underworld. He decided to move to Earth and stick around for years to come. His main reason for moving would be told to Asami's face. Sending him a missive or using his friends to tell Asami seemed impersonal. Akihito wanted to look into Asami's eyes and declare his intent in remaining at his side.
Akihito imagined his lover kissing him senseless, those large hands caressing his body, and their clothing falling onto the ground.
Akihito pressed his cold hands against his warm face. He had no complaints in the manner Asami played with his body. A mere human knew how to pleasure him far better than the demons who flaunted about in the underworld. Selfish lovers who received their own pleasure, leaving him to finish on his own when they left.
Akihito felt fortunate that he found someone who loved him.
His friends also found their own happiness with humans.
Takato left the underground to stay on Earth. Eager to marry his sweetheart who saved his life from a monk. Takato recalled the event with stars in his eyes. A blush stained his cheeks when he thought of the moment she broke a temple artifact on the monk's bald shiny head. A weak, but brave woman, intervened on a demon's behalf.
Although, Takato didn't look like a demon. He wore a human guise. A version of himself without horns, claws, markings, and other appendages. He played along as a human, thinking he could continue on tricking her for life.
Until, she discovered his identity during sex when his wings burst through his back. Exposing him for the non human being he was.
Her anger over his trickery fell slightly from seeing his embarrassed slink onto the floor. Takato let out a mortified whine, crying about his loss of coolness. His lust dissipated in an instant as he wallowed about having not lost his control in centuries.
Ko and Akihito laughed Takato out of the underworld when he admitted his loss of control. Demons kept their composure when having sex, never once losing their control over their façade. Takato had the last laugh when Ko and Akihito admitted their own slip ups with their own human lovers.
At some point, Takato moved onto the human plane to be with his lover. His stay became permanent after she told him she was pregnant.
Inspired by Takato's love story, Ko dated around in the human and demon world. His growing disappointed at the lack of connection made him almost give up. After all, Takato found his wife through pure chance. The man wasn't even looking for a lover.
Eventually, Ko found himself a serious glasses wearing man who became his lover. A man who didn't so much as flinch when he saw Ko's demon form. In fact, he was not phased, reassuring Ko of his continual loyalty. Kirishima Kei's compliments on Ko's true form earned him a good night in the bedroom.
Ko's bitten up neck was proof of their active sex life.
Kirishima's position as Asami Ryuichi's underling exposed him to the darkness of the world. Any reservations he had were demolished the more time he served under Asami. He experienced more than enough events for him to keep an open mind. Through his open-mindedness, he found his happiness in a vivacious demon who didn't begrudge him for his line of work.
Through Ko's romance, Akihito fell into Asami's line of sight.
An intense and powerful man who stared at Akihito with golden eyes. Intense golden eyes that didn't belong on a human. Akihito suspected Akihito was part demon or even had demon heritage in his blood. Making it possible for him to even have those eyes. His attempted joke on Asami's bloodline earned him an amused chuckle from the man.
Akihito learned that Asami's enemies called him by far worse names. His comments were simple means of complimenting the man in question. Encouraged, Akihito continued on teasing Asami, developing a bantering friendship that transitioned into lover territory.
His hand patted his stomach absentmindedly.
He turned a corner and saw Asami's apartment complex.
Walking into an alleyway, Akihito transported himself into Asami's apartment. He could of done this from the start, but he needed to conserve his energy for the months to come. Akihito risked his reserves through using that move, but he felt fine enough to walk through the apartment.
Somewhat knowing Asami's schedule, Akihito knew that Asami kept Sunday's as a leisure day. Asami rarely went to work unless the situation was dire. Even if it was important enough, Asami sent Kirishima to handle it.
Extending his energy, he located Asami inside of his study. A slight buzz of his Asami's aura meant he was indulging in alcohol.
Without thinking, Akihito rushed into Asami's study, avoiding the gunshot directed at him through stepping aside. Asami looked at him in disbelief, surprised to see him back so soon after he departed. Asami dropped his gun onto his desk and his chair screeched when he got up on his feet.
Before Akihito said a word, Asami welcomed him with a possessive and toe curling kiss. Akihito couldn't help but cling onto him as Asami laid his claim. A human overpowering a demon was unheard of, but Akihito let himself get overpowered. He enjoyed losing control for once in his existence. Asami didn't degrade him for being submissive. In fact, Asami enjoyed playing with Akihito, exposing his passion and lust to the world.
In between kisses, Asami muttered. "Sorry."
Akihito chuckled. "Your aim sucked."
Breaking contact, Asami mused out loud. "Why did you suddenly return? Not that I am complaining. You tend to come back every two weeks."
Akihito bounced in place with excitement. "I couldn't wait that long to come back. I decided to stay permanently here on Earth. It was about time to be honest. I spend more time here than I do back home. Anyways, I have good news!"
"Ah, I see." Asami caressed Akihito's sides. "What is it?"
Akihito grabbed one of Asami's hands and pressed it against his small growing bump. "I'm carrying your child."
Instead of snatching his hand back, Asami looked into Akihito's eyes to detect any lies. From the infectious smile on Akihito's face, it appeared his lover wasn't lying to him. Sure, demons bent the truth to suit their desires, but they didn't outwardly lie.
Besides, Akihito wore his heart out in the open. It continued to surprise Asami that a demon displayed every single emotion he felt without restraint. Akihito wasn't one to make up stories in order to keep his attention.
Asami inquired. "How...is this possible?" He peered down to Akihito's lower half. "You are not a woman. I have seen every inch of your-"
Akihito blushed. "Ah- Well, male demons could carry a child if their connection to their lover is strong enough." He looked into Asami's eyes when he admitted. "I hold such deep affection for you, but I didn't think my energy would create a child. So, this means you feel a love just as strong, maybe even stronger than me."
Asami face developed a deep red blush that Akihito's jaw dropped. Averting his eyes, Asami's hand stayed on Akihito's belly, grounding himself to the unmasking of his feelings. As much as he showed his physical want of Akihito, he kept his true feelings to himself. Admitting that he fell in love opened the floodgates for attachment.
Now, Akihito carried the embodiment of their love for one another.
Akihito uttered out. "Dearest, do you love me?"
Asami nodded.
Akihito reached his arms around Asami with a blissed out grin. "It's okay if you don't say it. The baby is more than enough proof that you love me. I mean, I sort of guessed it a long time ago." Hugging his lover, he trapped Asami's hand against his abdomen, keeping it from being removed.
Asami bend down, locking their lips together as Akihito's true form appeared. Akihito's tail curled around Asami's waist, keeping him from moving away. Just as well. For the rest of the night, Asami didn't dare leave Akihito's side. Even as they spooned in bed, Asami made sure that Akihito's tail remained firmly curled round him.
The stray thought of their child inheriting Akihito's tail made Asami's lips quirk up.
The end.