"Baby," Gojo suddenly called me out of nowhere, laying his head on my butt as we laid in bed.
"Yeah?" I asked, wondering what he wanted from me this time while I closed my book that I was currently reading. This was his random, perhaps deep discussions about the wonders of life. He loved having these conversations with me. Sometimes it made me question my sanity when he told me that the opposite of firefly was waterfall, like what goes on in his head?
"What is 6 inches long 2 inches wide and makes everyone go crazy?"
I looked over my shoulder and stared at him in disbelief. Meanwhile Gojo was resting peacefully as he stared up at the ceiling, awaiting for my answer. If he's asking me what I'm thinking then I should be honest. I hope it's what I'm thinking. No question like that would be so straightforward yet subtle. "I think your measurement is wrong. You're a little bigger than that... But yes, I know most people would go crazy if they saw your di—"
Smack!!
Gojo's big hand smacked one of my buttcheeks. The pain rippled all over my body, causing me to move away from the dangerous man. It stung badly. He hit me so hard. It better not leave a handprint. I used my hand to soothe the pain away. However, the prickling sensation wouldn't go away so easily. Gojo must've put some cursed energy into it, maybe that's why it's lasting longer than expected.
"You dirty vixen!" Gojo rolled over on his stomach and pointed at me with his forefinger. Disappointment filled his face like he expected more from me. "I was not talking about myself!"
"Huh?! If it's not you, then what are we talking about?" I laid on my side, glancing at this crazy man of mine.
"It's a ¥10,000 yen banknote! Why wouldn't people go crazy for that?!" Gojo exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air. Not to disappoint him but that answer was lame yet clever. It would've been better if it was about his shlong... Now I randomly felt horny. I really needed my appointment from him, so I decided to tell him a pick up line.
"How do you like your eggs?"
Gojo's brow arched in confusion because our topic went from a nfsw money joke to food. "Uhhh... Scrambled...? Why? Shouldn't you know this?"
A sultry grin covered my face as I released chemical signals in the air about my horny state for him. "Well, I like mine fertilized."
"Oh? Is this where it's headed?" Gojo excitedly said, wiggling his eyebrows at me. He was an easy person to get turned on by anything I did. Sometimes it's always in the most inconvenient times too. Furthermore, Naozumi wasn't in the house right now so we have the house to ourselves. "If that's what my baby wants then why don't we share a steamy moment? Nao and the first years won't be back until a few hours perhaps." Gojo crawled over to me, hovering above me. His hands were pinned at the sides of my head, and his vibrant blue eyes stared down at me, swimming in lust.
I threw my arms around his neck and pulled him down causing his body to collapse on top of mine. I pecked a kiss on his pink lips. "Kugisaki told me that you want another baby again?" Then I leaned into his ear and sent shivers of excitement down his spine. "Why don't you put a baby in me? You can overfill this—"
BAM!!
The door to our room suddenly slammed open. "Mommy! Daddy!"
I screamed from our son's voice coming back home earlier than expected. "KIYAAA!" While letting out a shriek, I pushed Gojo off of me to protect Naozumi's innocent eyes. Gojo rolled away like a haystack in the desert.
"Mommy, what happened?!" Naozumi ran over to me with his light footsteps, concerned about my sudden scream. My precious little boy was so caring and loving. He has no problem finding a lover when he's older.
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The Bride of Gojo Satoru
FanfictionEna Kita is the last member of the Kita Clan, who were the gift of God during the prime era of sorcery. Because Ena's lineage is sacred, she's forced to marry Gojo Satoru, a powerful sorcerer whose offsprings can bring luck to the world. At first...