I whimpered and crawled into Akisame's lap. He looked down at me, setting his pen aside. He wrapped his arm around me and bent down, kissing me gently. I sighed and wrapped my arms around his neck. I pressed sweet kisses to his cheeks and chin.
"You're awfully affectionate today," he hummed, his white eyes staring into mine. "I thought you didn't want me to hold you so much."
"I don't want you to carry me around all the time," I said. "But I still want to be held by you."
His one hand began petting me, caressing my cheek, stroking my hair, soothing down my side. I whimpered and nuzzled his neck, wrapping my arms around his torso and running my hands up and down his back.
"I love you," he murmured.
"I love you, too," I replied.
"You're starting to show," he said, tugging up my shirt and laying a wide hand on my slightly protruding belly.
"I know," I said. "Soon I'll have to get maternity clothes." I heard him make a strange sound and felt his shaft twitch against my thigh.
"May I come and help?" he asked. I smiled against his skin of his neck.
"That turns you on, doesn't it?" I asked.
"You have no idea," he muttered. I chuckled and kissed his neck, gently.
"You may come, if…" I paused and pulled away to look in his eyes, "…if you tell me why it turns you on."
Those pale eyes darkened to the dark almost black that let me know at any moment my clothes might disappear and I would be screaming out his name. He trailed the tips of his fingers up my thigh, tracing the hem of my nightgown.
"I am not a young man," Akisame began in his husky voice. "I was beginning to think I may never have a family, until this beautiful woman ran into my arms. She became a very good friend and one day I realized that I loved her. Not only was she beautiful, she was kind, funny, smart, sexy, sweet and understands the strange life I lead. I was surprised when I realized that she loved me back. This wonderful woman would smile and tell me she loved me while we lay naked on the bed together. The only thing that could make me happier is for this woman to have my children, and she does. She will carry my child, her body swollen with it, and when she gives birth, her breast will swell and she will feed my child and I will continuously see that I planted the seed in her belly that gave us this life."
I stared at him for a long moment. His hand crept up my nightgown and trailed over my hip to my bottom where he cupped the fleshy mass in his hand, kneading it. I smiled and leaned into him again, kissing his shoulder.
"Okay," I said. "We'll go tomorrow." He tipped my head back and ravished my mouth, making me pant against him.
"I will have to work hard to control myself," he mused. I reached down and began to untie his hakama.
"Let's save control for tomorrow," I purred, pulling his rigid organ free and stroking it.