"Touma, I'm pregnant."
The bombshell dropped on his lap was enough to leave him hanging. His arm, which was hooked over her shoulder, gave an involuntary squeezed and pulled her head against his chest. She briefly closed her eye and kissed his chest. When she returned her gaze she frowned.
"Close your mouth," Othinus instructed. When he didn't do anything she cupped his chin and raised his jaw back to its proper position.
They were on a compartment car aboard a train on the direction to visit his family out in the countryside.
Touma and Othinus sat in one row of seats, with Misaki and Mugino asleep on the other facing them. The two girls curled like lovers, with Mugino spooning Misaki's frail-like form and holding her stomach. Misaki's hands in turn held hers. They were in their usual colors. A green shirtdress and black stockings for Mugino. A yellow blouse and white shorts for Misaki.
Their shoes, black and white, were kicked off their feet and left on the floor.
Touma wore a white shirt beneath his blue hoodie, accompanied by black pants and shoes. Othinus simply wore frilly red shorts and tiered ruffle tank top. She left most of her skin bare, and it almost distracted him from looking at her abdomen.
There wasn't a bump. Not yet. But in eight months she'll be swelling with the baby.
Sunlight licked his skin and Touma looked out the window. Trees passed by in the forest-path railway. It was replaced by a river below a bridge. A dam was in the distance. Beyond it he could see a mountain with the peak touching the clouds.
Othinus reached over his lap, pressing her hips to his thighs as she pulled the window blind over the glass.
"Did you not hear a word I said?" She cupped his cheeks and pulled his gaze towards her. "I am pregnant with your child."
Some masculine part of Touma that was eager to have her sire his offspring was turned on by those words.
His free hand found hers. "You mean we're pregnant."
Othinus rolled her eye and amusedly smiled. "Please. I'm the one carrying the child. But yes, we are pregnant."
He softly touched her belly. She beamed at him and kneaded the back of his hand.
"When did you check?"
"Last night. Are you ready to be a father?"
"No?" he honestly answered.
She shrugged and grinned. Her green eye twinkled with glee. "Tough luck. Pregnancy test says otherwise."
"When did you even buy that?"
"Had it for some time," were the last words she said before he buried his lips in hers, hungrily kissing his wife. Her soft laugh made his cheeks warm. His lips curled into a smile. They parted with both lovers blushing.
"Darn it." Touma sighed even as he raised Othinus' legs over his own. "This is your fault, you know."
"Oh? Am I to blame for the amorous eyes my husband gives me?" she huskily asked and licked his lips.
Touma pulled his pants down, bringing his boxers with it. His cock sprung free, hard and ready. He followed with Othinus' shorts, and she helpfully kicked them off her seductive legs.
Her lacy black and red panties hugged her smooth ass. He pushed her panties to the side, raised her slightly and impaled her wet pussy with his cock.
Othinus moaned with the movement of Touma's hips. His hands sought her breasts under her top, squeezed her breasts and pinched her cherry red nipples.
He nuzzled her head, intoxicating himself with the scent of her blonde hair. She was a nubile minx bouncing atop his cock.
Her face turned behind her, her lips seeking his, and pressing herself into a kiss. Their passionate kiss turned sloppy. Spittle dribbled from their mouths, sliding between them. Touma's hand kept kneading Othinus' small breasts, simply addicted to the feeling of her chest as he is with his cock in her slick pussy.
His pace hastened, his thrusts grew harder, and his hands clenched tighter. Her pussy walls tightened around his cock. She moaned, arched her back and pulled her lips from his. He growled and smashed his lips back to hers, drawing her to a kiss as she orgasmed.
He came inside her, planting her womb with his warm seed.
"I love you," Touma gasped.
"Love you too," Othinus moaned as she kept squeezing him until he was empty. She drew him into another kiss.
"I'll love our child too, and all the future kids we'll have with those two." Touma eyed Mugino and Misaki, who were still fast asleep.
"Such a lustful husband I have to be unsatisfied with one wife-hah?" Her wicked smile turned into a moan as he gave another thrust inside her. The mixture of his semen and her juice fell to the floor.
"What'll we name our kids?" he asked.
"Obviously after us," Othinus said between moans. His hips kept on moving even as they discussed their future children.
"So like, Touma the second or Othinus II?" It was archaic. He didn't necessarily agree with that.
"Y-yeah." Her tongue stretched out of her mouth. He pinched the muscular organ, leaving one hand to knead her chest. His fingers, soaked in her saliva, probed her mouth while he continued fucking her.
It didn't take long for the second orgasm from Othinus, but Touma withheld from coming alongside her.
He released her tongue and pulled her with him as he shifted position. Othinus knelt on the chairs, crouched on all four, and faced the window. Touma took her from behind. There was something primitive about the position. He was the alpha male claiming his bitch.
His hands held her waist as he fucked her. His thrusts, her moans, the scent of their lovemaking, and their liquids submerged the room into a sexual atmosphere.
"Ah… Touma, I'm coming!"
He grunted and bit her shoulder, exploding spurts of his seed inside her pussy once more.
Once done they were heaving for breath. Touma rolled them around. He laid on his back, with Othinus lying on his shoulder. Their legs sprawled to the chairs. He fondly caressed her midriff.
"Mom and dad are gonna be so happy," Touma muttered.
"Ya think?" Othinus chuckled, stretched her arms, made herself comfortable with him as her bed and pillows, and fell asleep. Touma closed his eyes, wrapped his arms around her, basked in her warmth, kissed her head, and followed suit.