Who's in Control

Chapter 8

Warning Kotoha gains a craving that maybe uncomfortable for some viewers.

The next few months went by smoothly. It helped to have a lover that cared to see to her every need, both her eating habits and other cravings.

Other cravings that made her emotional.

"Shhhhhh, it's okay, tell me what you want." Douma would hug her at those times, purring at the end of his sentences. It was comforting but still, her body screamed for attention.

Sometimes pain would spike on her lower back and she would only direct Douma's hands under her belly, to cradle the weight for her. The relief she feels when he does is divine and she relaxes back against him. Be it if they were standing or sitting, Douma would take the weight for her.

When she reached four months, she felt a hunger.

Douma would go back and forth, bringing her all dishes that she has been consuming.

Her tears were getting worse. Douma didn't like it when she cried especially when he could easily fix it.

"Kotoha-chan, please, can you describe it?" She nods.

"It's like...I don't know it's like beef but-" She sniffs and Douma hugs her, letting her cry into his shoulder.

The child... was getting ravenous.

The demon let his human lover cry till she pulls back. He wipes her tears and Kotoha leans on his palm, cool to the touch.

"Kotoha....can I try something?" Douma's eyes were hooded, hoping this outcome wouldn't come but if it would end this, it would have to happen.

She nods, sniffing back the last of the tears. Douma kisses her brow before telling her he would return in an hour's time. He left with a fresh pot of Ginger tea for her.

He would return, hiding what he is carrying.

"Kotoha, please, close your eyes." She does and Douma kneels before her. The demon lifts the dish and he watches his love's nose twitch.

His heart tightens for once when he sees her smile.

"That's it!" Emerald eyes open only to be met by a pale hand covering them. She tries to dodge the hand but Douma would place it firmly.

"Hehe, Kotoha-chan, please let me feed you." Douma may have laughed but he wasn't smiling, his eyes having gone blank. His love smiles, nodding and he slowly pulls back. She keeps her eyes closed as he settles more comfortably in front of her.

He picks a piece between his claws.

"Say Ah." Douma stuck his tongue out, to mimic the noise and face, and Kotoha does just that.

When her mouth opens he sets it down. Douma watches as her lips and tongue curl for a moment. She chews and swallows.

Douma hides the plate for a moment as she opens her eyes.

"Did you serve...raw meat?" Douma nodded and watches her. Already her tears have cleared up.

His eyes brighten a bit, putting on a smile for her sake. "Is it to your liking?"

Kotoha takes a moment, licking what was left in her mouth before nodding.

"It's exactly what I wanted." Douma smiles before gesturing for her to close her eyes once more.

He was afraid of that.

Douma continues to feed her till the plate was clean. Her expression lightened as he kept feeding her the pieces and the hunger pains went away and cravings were satisfied.

He swallowed back his saliva in time with hers.

He hides the plate as Kotoha opens her eyes once more.

"What was that? It was delicious." Douma smiles.

"Just some new-wave beef served cold." A lie. A lie to protect her.

How was he supposed to tell her that their child was craving human flesh? That she had just committed cannibalism.

No, he won't reveal anything.

He wipes the bit of blood he left on the meat from her lip.

"I think it was called...Tartare. You should try it with Tuna." Kotoha nods and yawns, finally full. Douma combs her hair, kissing her head.

"I have to go, will you be alright?" Douma asks and Kotoha comforts him this time.

"I'll be okay, just make it back soon." Kotoha kisses him and he purrs in his chest. Her arms come to wrap around his neck.

He pulls back, eyes bright.

"Maybe I can stay a little longer." Kotoha giggles as he kisses her neck before gently leaning her down against their futon.

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"The child is eating human flesh now." Douma kneels in his master's presence, watching as he worked with a smile.

A drop of Blue Spider Lilly essence is dropped in a dish that Muzan would mix with other liquids, including his blood.
Muzan hums for a moment before he looks at Douma. Douma goes blind for a moment as his eyes are slashed.

"So the child will be more demon than human." Douma shakes his head as his eyes regenerate.

"Master, Kotoha is still craving human food, this is only the first incident." Douma looks down as his stomach is cut open next. Blood sprays and he is quick to put his hand over the wound.

"Your pet has done well so far." Muzan notes and writes down the development.

His eyes are twinkling. "My wife is doing wonderful, you should meet her!"

That had Muzan looking at him fully. His eyes narrow down at him.

"If your pet survives the birth of this child, she'll gain immunity."

That made Douma grin to the point his heart thumped at how excited he was.

"THANK YOU, MASTER!!" He lost his head for speaking so loud.
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Douma couldn't be happier.

His wife would gain immunity. Never before has a human gotten such a thing. She could walk more freely than any human has in decades. His Kotoha would be able to stroll around without him having to hover, protecting her from demons.

They would simply fall over in pain for she would gift the world with something new.

She would give birth to the first half-demon in history.

His fangs catch the light as he jumps over buildings, making his way to his estate.

She would be the matriarch to a new age and he would be at her side.

Douma, Upper Moon Two, would be a husband and father and he couldn't wait.