"Remind me to thank Miyagi for getting those boxer-briefs for you," Nowaki chuckled when he broke away from a kiss. Hiroki blinked.
"How did you-"
"As if you'd buy such a lewd thing, Hiro-san," Nowaki laughed. "You're too shy."
Hiroki rolled his eyes.
"Well, aren't you smarter than the average bear."
"I really liked those boxer-briefs, Hiro-san…"
"Alright, alright. I get the hint," Hiroki sighed. He slid off of Nowaki and trudged to his dresser, and Nowaki sat up so he could lean up against the headboard of the bed. Hiroki opened the top drawer of his dresser. "Didn't know you were into lingerie."
"I wasn't until I saw you in that sexy lace."
"Lace, huh? Do you enjoy emasculating me?"
"You are the uke."
Hiroki stiffened and whirled around.
"I'm gonna rape you," he snapped, pointing warningly at Nowaki. Nowaki tipped his head back and laughed hard, and Hiroki grinned slightly and laughed, too. He was still giggling when he turned back to the dresser. "Okay, seriously. What do you like?"
"Lemmie see what you got."
"Thongs," Hiroki said simply, whipping out a handful of strings and looking over his shoulder. Nowaki pursed his lips and tilted his head, shrugging.
"Nah, it's too much. I'd rather you just be completely naked."
Hiroki put the thongs back, relieved. He took out a pair of indigo panties that were made entirely of black lace except for the crotch. He turned around and held them out for Nowaki to see.
"Oooh!" Nowaki purred. "I like those!"
Hiroki grimaced and stretched the panties in his hands. Then, he rolled his eyes.
"Jeez, can you see the vagina forming here because of you?" Hiroki asked, pointing to his manhood. Nowaki flicked his tongue over his top lip.
"Hiro-san, I don't think you're effeminate. I just love see you wearing cute things because it suits you so much. You're one-hundred percent man, which is why I'm-"
"Two-hundred percent gay for Hiro-san," Hiroki and Nowaki said at the same time.
"Alright, alright. I'm putting them on," Hiroki huffed. Nowaki watched intently as Hiroki stepped into the panties and shimmied into them, then snapped the elastic around his hips when he had pulled them up all the way.
"Mmm… get over here," Nowaki said lowly, holding out his arms for his fiancé. Hiroki padded back to the bed and crawled up onto it. He sat back on his heels before Nowaki, blushing as Nowaki reached up to hook his thumb in the elastic around Hiroki's left thigh and snapped it against his skin.
"Do you like it?" Hiroki asked. Nowaki nodded vehemently.
"So, so sexy. Almost as sexy as your baby bump was."
Nowaki glanced up from the panties to Hiroki. He put a warm, questioning hand on Hiroki's thigh, gently massaging the supple appendage with his thumb. Hiroki understood immediately what Nowaki was asking, and he put his hand over Nowaki's on his leg.
"You really want to, don't you?" Hiroki asked softly. Nowaki's eyelids lowered.
"If and when you're ready… yes, I really do. Not just because you're absolutely gorgeous when you're pregnant, but because I just… I want Fuyumi to have a baby brother or sister to play with."
"She has Eiji-kun… and Shinobu's pregnant again," Hiroki said. Nowaki raised an eyebrow.
"Really? That's awesome. I'm very happy for him. But Hiro-san, I want Fuyumi to have someone she can completely trust and talk to."
"She has us."
"Hiro-san…"
Hiroki frowned at the solemn look in Nowaki's eyes. He wasn't using the puppy dog eye maneuver- and Hiroki respected him for that. It meant that Nowaki truly wanted Hiroki's full, unbiased consent to having another baby.
Nowaki definitely didn't want to take the 'pregnancy-by-force' route again.
"Let me think about it," Hiroki said very gently, squeezing Nowaki's hand. "But… Nowaki… right now, I'm just not ready. Right now, I want Fuyumi to be our main focus. At least until she's out of infancy. We need to give her all of her love before we concentrate on anything else. And… I have bad memories, Nowaki. I nearly killed myself when I stopped eating because of the self esteem issue. Our home and all of our possessions were… destroyed, all because of my pregnant tummy."
Hiroki took Nowaki's hand off of his thigh to press it briefly into his stomach before returning their hands to his thigh. Nowaki's eyes shimmered slightly.
"And you…" Hiroki whispered. He reached out with his free hand to run it down Nowaki's bare chest, passing many tiny, hardly noticeable scars. His hand trailed all the way down to Nowaki's leg- the one that had been shot. Hiroki's face contorted. "You were hurt so badly just to protect me and Fuyumi. I don't think I could handle a situation like that happening again."
Nowaki's eyebrows furrowed.
"But we're safe here! And we've learned from our mistakes! We won't-" Nowaki began. He was silenced by a soft finger on his lips.
"I'm not saying no," Hiroki murmured. He removed his finger from Nowaki's lips. "I want time to think about it, Nowaki. Please, just give me time."
Nowaki pinched his lips together and nodded slowly after a long pause.
"Yes. Yes, of course. Take as long as you need."
"If… If we have another, you have to be there for the birth," Hiroki said quietly, squeezing Nowaki's hand. "I don't ever want to be in so much pain again."
"I promise I'll be there," Nowaki said without hesitation, his voice earnest. His eyebrows furrowed with the passion of his words. "No matter what."
"You'd better." Hiroki said firmly.
Nowaki smiled in affirmation and he scooted away from the headboard to lay down in the center of the bed. He gently pulled Hiroki back on top of him. He draped the covers over them and rubbed gentle circles into Hiroki's back with his index and middle fingers.
"I love you," Nowaki murmured.
"I love you, too."
"Aw, I forgot to turn off the lights," Nowaki grumbled after a moment of silence. Hiroki giggled tiredly and reached over to his bedside table. There, he picked up a small, white remote. He pressed a button and the lights dimmed until they went out completely, casting Nowaki and Hiroki in darkness. Hiroki replaced the remote and trailed his hand along Nowaki's arm until he found a warm hand with which he could interlace his fingers.
"Is that better?" Hiroki asked.
"I love technology."
Hiroki chortled and snuggled into Nowaki.
"I love you," Hiroki said, lifting his head to search for a kiss.
"We already exchanged the 'I love you's."
"So?"
"…Good point. I love you too, Hiro-san."
Hiroki found Nowaki's lips and they kissed for a few more moments.
By the time they pulled away, they were already fast asleep.
