12 Days of Christmas (2022) || JJK

11 | Eleven Pipers Piping

Pairing: Nanami Kento x f!Reader

Prompt: Giving the love of your life the best Christmas present.

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You hear the front door to your humble home open, before closing quietly as you look at yourself in the bathroom mirror.

You look different. You feel different. But, nobody has seemed to notice yet.

While your loving husband, Kento, was working late on this beautiful, snowy Christmas day, you spent your morning, afternoon and most of the evening in the bathroom.

Taking a deep breath, you give yourself one final glance in the mirror: tired eyes, a few darker splotches on your skin that you're sure were not there five weeks ago, yet despite that, there's a glow that didn't exist before either.

Leaving the bathroom, you quickly get into your favorite dress, which also happens to show off your growing, tender breasts, and the small box you plan to give your husband tonight.

"Hello, my love." He greets once you've walked into the open space of the living room. He sits comfortably in his favorite wingback chair, one leg crossed over the other reading a book. He's in his work attire, cream dress pants with a dark blue shirt. He loosened his tie and unbuttoned the first few buttons of his shirt - his sign of being comfortable and relaxed.

You give him a soft smile as he closes the book and makes his way towards you, giving a firm, tender peck to your lips before embracing you.

You look up to him with nothing but love and devotion in your eyes. Excited, yet nervous to share the news with him.

"You look tired. Are you getting plenty of rest?" He asks gently, cupping your face in his large hand, caressing your cheek with his thumb.

Grabbing his hand in yours, you automatically lean into his touch, closing your eyes and taking a deep breath. "Yes, I just haven't been feeling well lately."

"Ah. Let me make you some tea." He says, placing another gentle kiss on your forehead, "I have just the blend to make you feel better."

You watch as he makes his way to the kitchen, setting up the electric kettle. While the water heats, he diligently measures the loose leaf tea blend he's preparing before placing it in the infuser.

Once it's finished, he lets the tea steep in the water for several minutes before taking the infuser out and bringing you the fresh cup of tea.

"Ginger and mint, to help settle your stomach."

You thank him, taking several sips from the mug. It's almost instantaneous, how your stomach stops churning. Goosebumps appear on your skin from the warmth of the tea, and you feel Kento's arm pull you in close to him, once he sits on the couch next to you.

Clearing your throat, you grab the small box you've placed on the coffee table in front of you and turn towards your loving husband.

In his hand is also a small box, and as curious as you are about what his gift may be, you need to get this over with before the nausea returns.

You give him a wide smile, handing him the box before he has the chance to hand you his. He accepts with a smile, placing his wrapped gift on the end table next to him before gently opening yours.

"I know this is going to come as a surprise, but we'll need to change some of our plans for the Malaysia trip we plan on taking in a couple of months."

Kento looks at you curiously before turning his attention back to the small box, moving the tissue paper out of the way to reveal a stick with two pink lines on it.

He immediately looks at you with wide eyes, full of warmth and adoration.

"Really?" He asks quietly.

You nod your head, a goofy grin plastered on your face. He sets the box down, grabbing either side of your face with his hands smothering you with feather-like kisses all over before running his nose up and down the length of yours tenderly.

"This is the best gift," he whispers, almost inaudible as he takes in the news, his forehead pressed against yours.

You smile at his reaction, thinking of how silly you were for being nervous to tell him. You knew his reaction would be this way. After all, you had been trying to get pregnant for some time now.

The kisses you place on Kento's lips are heated, hurried, needy, in a way they never have been before. Hiking up your dress, you move to straddle him, rolling your hips down on his.

He groans into the kiss, his pants feeling tighter with each passing second. "Are you sure you're feeling up to this?"

"Yes," you breathe, tangling your hand into his golden locks, "need this. Need to show you how much I love you."

You tilt your head, giving him more access to leave a trail of kisses along your jaw to that soft spot below your ear that always leaves you a moaning mess; putty in his large, calloused hands.

Kento moves his hands down your body, down your shoulders, down your breasts, letting his thumbs graze over your hardened nipples. You moan at the contact as he continues to make his way down past your waist and hips.

His hips are moving, along with yours when he brings one hand between the apex of your thighs, running two fingers through your already soaking cunt.

"Kento, can't wait," you whine, rolling your hips on his hand.

"Are you sure, my love?"

You mewl, nodding your head as his thumb draws tight circles on your sensitive clit. As quick as he's able, he undoes his belt and unzips his pants with his free hand, releasing his cock from the confines of his briefs.

Grabbing his thick cock, you line him up perfectly at your entrance. He hisses as you lower yourself on his length, until you're fully seated in his lap, rocking back and forth gently.

Any other time, you would need to be well prepared to take him, but since getting pregnant, you've been incredibly frisky, ready to take him at a moment's notice.

He holds your body, enamored with the way you move - the way you're literally so full of him at this very moment. He runs a hand over your stomach lovingly, feeling the bulge from his cock, and he can't wait until that is replaced with your growing belly.

"Fuck," he mutters to himself, moving the straps of your dress down your shoulders, exposing your tender breasts to him.

You jolt when he leans forward, slipping one of your nipples in his mouth, rolling the hardened bud with his tongue, while placing his other on the small of your back, helping you bounce and rock back and forth on his cock.

"You're beautiful," he murmurs, eyes raking over your body, taking in every dip and curve of your body as you chant his name like a prayer over and over.

Your arms are wrapped around his neck, nails digging into his back, eyes locked onto one another, drinking each other in. You're both moving slow, rolling your hips into one another, meeting each other's thrusts in that perfect, rhythmic pace you know and love so much.

Heat develops in your core, your own thoughts running rampant of being so full of Kento. You'll be showing in a few months time, proof of your love for one another.

"Baby, I'm so cl-close," you're panting, sharing breaths with your one and only.

"Gonna cum, love? Give it to me, give it to daddy," he grunts, feeling the way your cunt squeezes his dick, watching the way you shudder on top of him as waves of pleasure wash over you, and you're gushing on his cock in a way you've never done before.

The warmth of his release fills you, unable to hold back any more. He lets out a guttural groan at the feeling, your arousals mixing and dripping down your thigh as he keeps your hips moving until you've both come down from your respective highs.

You sigh, kissing him deeply before placing your head in the crook of his neck.

"Merry Christmas, my love. Thank you for gifting me the best present." Kento says, caressing your back gently.