It's been 71 days since Emi fell under their care, and those days have been filled with her screams, feeding, bathing, foul smells, early mornings, two-hour sleep intervals, coffee, lots of coffee, and a whole lot of Mina's five S's.
If Ken wasn't home with Emi and Amari, then he was off at games, trying for another winning streak, which he was failing miserably at. On top of that, there was his whole other secret life as Ultraman. With Amari's training, he managed to get some hits in, but 7 out of 10 times, he received a good beating.
Parenting wasn't easy. But staying intimate during it is something barely talked about. Ken couldn't remember the last time he was alone with Amari, without feeling rushed.
It was currently 4 a.m., and these thoughts swirled within Ken Sato's mind while he lay shirtless in his lover's lap, his hands mindlessly massaging the skin under her shirt. Suckling over his latest horrid play on the pitch, his slight jealousy was just added fuel to his misery.
Usually, Amari would be there to help him out of the pits, but she too seemed more preoccupied. His woman was more Emi's now since they were seen mostly together, always together, even when they weren't in the same room.
He couldn't remember the last time it was just them. He loved Emi dearly, but goodness, he sure did miss his Ari. He missed having her attention.
Today much like other days, he found Amari in bed, listening to Grace's Corner while she watched Emi sleeping soundly on the monitor. If not that, she was updating her mother's research on Kaiju.
"When's the last time you've been out of the house?" he asked, narrowing his eyes.
"Just this morning," she hummed, continuing to type away. "I've been around."
"No, I mean when have you been out for anything that doesn't include Emi? Just for you?"
She raised a brow, sparing him a glance. "Ken, are you asking when I've treated myself?"
Ken snorted. "By that response, I bet it hasn't been anytime recent."
She let out a scoff. "Are you saying I've let myself go, Ken Sato?"
Ken took a moment to look at her, wearing an Ultraman shirt. "If you're talking about the shirt, Emi loves it," she huffed.
"Of course she does," he muttered, eyes lingering on her chest. "It's a new look. I like it." He pulled her by her ankle to the edge of the bed.
She chuckled. "Because it's you."
He then kissed her inner thigh, his eyes not leaving hers as he hummed in agreement. "Ken, I'm working," she murmured, her fingers slightly stilled on the keys.
"Were working," he corrected, closing her laptop and moving it aside. "It's me time now, and I want all your attention."
"Needy much?" she teased.
Ken huffed, sliding his fingers into her shorts. His eyes lit up as he realized she wasn't wearing underwear. He pulled his fingers out. "You sure are, and I haven't even started," he chuckled. He spread his fingers to show the slick between.
Without wiat, he pulled her shorts off, spreading her legs as his broad hands rested on her inner thighs. Now between her legs, he let his tongue lick her clit. "I've missed you, beautiful," he muttered against her before giving her clit a kiss, causing Amari to shiver.
"Mm... yeah?" her mind drifted off into a daze. Each touch pushing her mind off focus and deeper into bliss.
Ken pulled her thighs onto his shoulders. "Just lay back and focus on me, angel," he instructed. One hand rubbed her thigh slowly, setting fireworks in her stomach.
Amari complied in a heartbeat.
He hummed as his face buried in her wet heat, eating her out. Her fingers tugged at his hair encouragingly as he moved his mouth to start sucking at her clit, causing her to moan more. "Ken..."
"You sound so pretty," he said as he looked up at her, his tongue moving in her arousal as her hips moved to chase her high. "Say my name, angel."
Kissing her inner thigh as he slides his fingers in her to slowly begin thrusting whilst his tongue works away at her nub. Her eyes roll back as her fingers tug at his hair "oh, Kenji"
"Look at me or I won't let you cum"
His words a threat though his eyes remained so focused on hers.
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