I ALMOST GET CARRIED AWAY WRITING THIS. BUT THANKFULLY, I MANAGED TO KEEP IT AS RATED PG. I THINK...

Whenever they lie in bed, [y/n] was usually the ones who has her head laid on Katakuri's chest.

However, it was the opposite, this time around.

After they arrive at Wheat Island, [y/n] led her husband who was emotionally tired back to their room.

She led him to the bed and made his head lie on her chest as he hugged his head closely.

That seems to make him relax, losing the strained look on his face.

All the time they were in bed, she didn't talk nor question him. She wanted to give him time to gather his thoughts. She didn't want to force him to talk. What she wanted was for him explain everything once he was ready.

[y/n] hummed a soothing tune as she stroked the back of his head.

He was a big man but right at that moment, he was like a child, asking his mother for comfort.

After a few more moments, she felt Katakuri shift on his position as he moved away from her chest and laid his head to the pillows, beside her.

She stopped humming and focus her attention to him.

He was looking at her. His lower face were no longer covered, giving [y/n] a full view of his expression.

Katakuri reached towards her and stroked the side of her neck.

"I'm sorry about this." he apologized regretfully.

He was talking about the mark she got when he choked her back at Melodia.

[y/n] smiled, shaking her head. "Don't worry about it. It doesn't even hurt anymore." she assured him. She wasn't lying. It really don't hurt anymore.

However, Katakuri was still looking at her sadly.

"I tend to lose control and kill those who sees my whole face ever since when I was a kid. I was close to killing you too."

Yes. She knew. But she also seen how he managed to stop himself and instead of hurting her any more further, he poured all his anger towards the furniture's inside her room.

[y/n] reached towards his cheek, stroking the scar in there.

"If you're really regretful, how about you promise me not to hide you're face from me anymore when we're alone." she said, smiling.

Katakuri hesitated. "But... Aren't you scared or disgusted on how I look."

That made her glare to him. "Why should I be? Can you stop that? I hate it when you make it look that your face is terrible. Listen. I don't know what made you decide to hide your face but I'm telling you this, you don't look terrible and I don't care how you look." her cheeks reddened. "I... I love you so... I don't care."

"Even if I look like this? Or even when I'm sloppy when I eat?"

[y/n] chuckled. "Yeah. Even if you seems silly, talking blissfully on your own about how good the donut is."

Katakuri frowned at that. "Stop making fun of me. Its a habit. I couldn't stop my self."

"Hehe. I'm not making fun of you. Its actually cute. And I'm happy seeing that side of you. That meant you're not completely a grump like what Perospero-sama claimed you were." she scooted closer with reddened cheeks and pressed a kiss on his lips.

She felt Katakuri froze at first but deepened the kiss, careful not to wound her with his sharp teeth.

His hand reached to her cheek, stroking it as he savored what he always wanted all this time. Kissing her.

[y/n] pulled away for a bit for air, her forehead on his, smiling with a look full of love and adoration.

"I can finally kiss you, Katakuri-sama." she whispered, eyes getting teary with happy tears.

Katakuri's eyes widened at this as his control on himself finally snapped.

He then pushed her completely to the bed and hovered on top of her.

He forcefully, pressed his lips on her once again in a deep kiss.

He always wondered of how her lips will taste. He wondered if it'll taste like donut or any sweets. Her lips however don't taste like donuts or any dessert he have ever tasted. But it was sweet in its own way and he was sure he's going to be addicted with her lips from now that he finally got a taste of it.

Katakuri pulled away as [y/n] gasped for air.

"Katakuri-sama..." she moaned his name with a cloudy look.

For some reason, he thought it looked seductive.

Katakuri licked his lips seeing her expression.

"Please Katakuri-sama..." she begged.

Katakuri leaned to her neck and planted kisses in there. "Please what?" he teased and licked her.

"Ahh... P-please... C-claim me..." she gasped feeling him bite a bit. "M-make love with... Ahhh! Make love with me! And make me the mother of your children!"

Katakuri stopped, hearing what she said. He pulled away and look down at her.

She was gasping for breath, looking quite erotic with that pleasured look.

"You want kids?" he asked.

[y/n] nodded. "How about you?" she asked with a worried look.

Katakuri smiled and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. "Of course I want kids. Only if you're the mother."

[y/n] 's eyes teared up with happiness. "I'm glad."

Katakuri sat up and took his vest off and threw it on the floor. He grinned as he reached to [y/n]'s dress and undressed her, revealing her with her undergarments.

His wife blushed and tried to pull the blankets to cover her body but Katakuri grabbed her hand, stopping her.

"It's going to be a long night, my lovely wife."

[LET'S KEEP THIS RATED PG. I'M LEAVING THIS PART OF THE STORY TO YOUR IMAGINATION.]

"How are you feeling?" Katakuri asked his wife as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her naked body, full of love bites, back to his chest.

"Sore." she said, laughing a bit. "I wouldn't be able to walk for weeks, I guess."

He actually feel bad about that. It really can't be helped though.

[y/n] was a virgin. It was her first time so of course it'll be painful. Not to mention he was a really big man. Not only in height or physique but also in manhood.

He honestly thought he wouldn't fit in her. But well, surprisingly, he did fit.

It took a serious pain and lots of blood from her though. He wanted to stop when he saw her bleed but [y/n] begged him not to stop despite being in tears from pain.

"Sorry." he apologized, pressing a kiss on her head.

[y/n] turned her head a bit to him. "You don't have to apologize. I'm happy that we're truly husband and wife now." she giggled. "And also..." she reached to stroke her stomach. "Do you think I'm pregnant now?"

Katakuri chuckled at that. "Nope. I'm sure it'll take more than one session to make that happen."

[y/n] turned around to face him (wincing a bit from the pain) and grinned teasingly. "Yeah right, you just want to do it again."

Katakuri laughed and pressed his lips to her. "Can't deny that. But we have to wait for a while until you're recovered."

"True. I thought you'll split me in half." she said. "But... It's not really that bad. After the pain was overwhelming pleasure."

Katakuri pulled her head to his chest, hugging her.

This time, both we're quiet. It was a comfortable silence though.

But after a while, Katakuri decided to break the silence.

"Hey [y/n]?"

"Hmm?" she hummed, not taking her face away from his warm chest.

"Let's have merienda together from now on."

TO BE CONTINUED