Most nights, the land around Candy House would brim with the rustling of leaves from the wind, the distant roars of wild beasts, and the delicious smells of wild ingredients ready to be grabbed and eaten. But on other nights, it was so quiet that Rin could fully appreciate the feel of Toriko's skin on hers, every breath and sound from their lips intermingling, and the warmth his body enveloped her in as he kept her close. Those moments truly brought her an onrush of joy. The thought that she could display her love for her husband in the deepest, most profound of ways, and that he would reciprocate in the same way, was a pleasure that didn't compare to the one years before. A time when she would be ecstatic just from being near Toriko. Rin had to admit that she became more greedy after their marriage. But it was difficult when Toriko wouldn't show discomfort, and would touch her with as much enthusiasm.
And now, laying on the Marshmalrock bed on Toriko's chest, with his fingers sifting through her hair, Rin couldn't come up with a greater feeling of bliss. She kept her eyes half-lidded, soaking in the rise and fall of Toriko's chest, the feel of sweat and the stickiness on her thighs to which she got used to after a few years of marriage. Rin slightly raised her head to gaze at Toriko, his eyes were closed but she knew from the still-fast beating of his heart that he wasn't asleep yet. She slowly inhaled the smell of his skin, before finally breaking the silence:
"Will it really be a little hunt?"
Toriko hummed before answering, "We'll be gathering a bunch ingredients and then come back. It's not a big deal."
Rin's face deadpanned at the incredible understatement. "You're going to space. How is space just a little hunt?"
Toriko huffed a laugh before cracking open one catlike eye. "We'll be quick, I promise. The Minimum Shell is like a Back Channel, so we'll be back to Earth in a few days. It's nothing compared to when you waited for my return to Gourmet World, is it?"
Rin pouted, reaching to touch the ends of Toriko's blue hair. It got a lot longer over their married years. It wasn't nearly as long or smooth as her brother's, but Rin still thought it was the prettiest hair she had ever seen. "I know but," she squished her cheek to his chest as she kept playing with the lock of hair "space is big, you know? I wish I could've at least gone with you and Komatsu-kun."
Toriko exhaled through his nose as he leaned into her touch. "It can't be helped. The IGO has also been incredibly curious about space's Gourmet Gods, and you also have your duties as IGO's Gourmet Research Chief." He smiled ruefully and kissed the top of her head. "I'll make sure to be back the earliest possible okay? I'm also looking forward to taste the new ingredients with you and everyone else."
Rin looked downwards and sighed. "I know," she said dejectedly "that's one of the reasons why I love you."
Toriko's smile widened until one of his pointy canines could be seen. "Thank God for that!" he said cheerfully while nuzzling his cheek on Rin's black hair.
Rin blushed from the attention, but couldn't stop, even if she wanted, the smile from her lips. Toriko's generosity and cheer really were parts of him that she loved with all her heart. Her face steeled with determination, she looked into Toriko's eyes and declared, "Toriko, in exchange you need to do something for me."
Toriko blinked, "...Sure. What is it?"
Rin didn't answer. Instead she suddenly slammed her lips to Toriko's. Toriko stiffened at first in surprise, but immediately relaxed into the kiss, letting Rin slide her tongue in. He buried his hand in Rin's hair, while she settled hers at his nape. The room soon became filled with sighs and the slick sound of tongues wrestling each other, that was until the two separated for breath. It didn't stop Rin though, as she merely moved to place kisses and bites on Toriko's neck.
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Delicious Waiting
Fanfic"Toriko had been away for roughly a week. The last time they thoroughly spent the night was right before he left. Rin should have probably cursed herself for forgetting to monitor her cycle; and yet, all she could think about was the delicious warmt...