From the Ground Up: Kacchako

Chapter 42: The married life

Mina_
Mina practically sprinted through the door to their house and up the stairs, she could tell that eijiro was hot on her heels.
She heard the front door slam shut, then the lock, and his heavy footsteps racing up the stairs.

She'd kicked her shoes off, and was stumbling, fiddling with the zipper on the back of her dress, when he swung into their bedroom and crashed into her, his mouth connecting with hers. In the years they'd been together She'd learnt how to stop pricking her tongue on his teeth, but every now and again she stumbled.
A small trickle of blood ran down her chin as he gripped her head and kissed her roughly.
His hands worked on her zipper while she ripped off his belt and popped open the buttons on his shirt. In the process, he kicked off his shoes and somehow managed to do the same with his socks.
Finally, he figured out the zipper and pulled her dress off roughly, then slung off his shirt. When the fabric was torn off of her body, mina was left in nothing but her underwear, as the dress had not required a bra.
She suddenly felt hot under his gaze and blushed deeply as he let out a low sound of desperation and attacked her.

She pulled away and darted into the bathroom. She left her underwear behind and smirked at him as she turned on the hot shower and waited, watching him, waiting for his next move.
Suddenly the mood turned from savage and desperate to slow and tense. He walked towards the shower as if he had all the time in the world. Slowly, so slowly, he popped the button on his pants and undid the zipper. And she watched as he did it. Her mouth went dry.
He dropped his remaining clothing on the floor and stepped under the water, his hair quickly becoming drenched and sticking to his face and neck.
As if she were starved of him mina gripped the back of his head and dragged him down, claiming his mouth. His tongue was something she had missed dearly, especially as it fought for dominance, and won as his hands reached down and gripped her thighs, hoisting her up.

Once She'd wrapped her legs around his waist he slammed her against the wall, earning a groan from deep within her.
He chuckled darkly at the sound.
His mouth moved on from her lips to her neck, and pain bloomed wherever he sucked and bit and kissed. A deep, hot, beautiful pain.
His hands were gripping her hips so hard it hurt, but she liked it.
Encouraged it and gripped his hair harder, locking her legs around him tighter.

Their skin slipped and skidded with the water, and they held each other tighter to stop from sliding against one another.

His body pressed her into the wall more and he sucked even harder, mina whimpered at the pleasure and pain that seeped through her neck.
Almost without warning, he slammed into her, thrusting hard and fast and strong.
She couldn't even moan, she couldn't make a sound, couldn't do anything but move her hips with him, guiding him deeper with each second. They both needed this.
So, so badly.
He moaned her name, and moved back to kiss her.
The kiss was open, with water slipping into their mouth and drool dripping slightly. They didn't care. Not one bit.
Mina didn't, not as she felt him hit deep and true inside of her, giving her the one thing she'd craved for weeks.
Eijiro didn't care either, not as she let him treat her so roughly, not as she let him release himself completely.
The hot water pounded down on husband and wife as they gripped onto each other for dear life, and they didn't stop.
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Mina made a small noise that sounded like a cute animal as she stretched and rolled over, draping her arm over eijiro's middle.

He shifted his head to look at her and smiled, tucking one hand under his head. They were laying in their living room, atop blankets and pillows, with a thin blanket draped over them.
Next to them, a fireplace was lit, the smell of hot wood and embers drifting through the dark room. It was sometime past midnight.
Their hair was still wet from the shower.
They hadn't even spoken a word to each other since they had come home. It had been strictly moans, laughs, smiles, and screaming (the good kind).
Suddenly, mina raised up and pecked his lips, sighing through her nose. He smirked against her mouth.
One hand slowly slid around her waist, and in a quick movement he flipped them and settled between her legs.
One hand raised up and gripped her throat lightly, the other holding him up, hovering over her.
They had a long night ahead of them.
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Ochako_
Ochako smiled softly as she held the baby boy to her and bounced lightly, kissing one of his tiny hands as he cooed and waved his free arm around.

Reiji had jet black hair, like eijiro, and red eyes. The boy was the spitting image of his father. Mina had told ocbako that when reiji was born, and they'd first seen his eyes, she'd thrown a fit while eijiro had laughed in triumph.
And now as ochako bounced the boy on her chest she felt herself feeling better, happier. Having a small child, one with red eyes, to hold and smile at, had something blooming side of her chest. It chased the darkness of what had happened to her away. Strong arms wrapped around her stomach from behind, and pulled her back against a strong body.
Katsuki's chin rested on her shoulder, and reiji reached out to touch his face, giggling.
"Are you ever gonna put that kid down? Its 3 in the morning"

Ochako smiled to herself and brushed her fingers through the boys hair very gently.
"I did put him down, but, he woke up again"
"I heard, and I told you that I'd get him, so you could sleep"
"I know...but I wanted to hold him"
Katuski chuckled and kissed her neck lightly, lovingly.
Ochako stopped playing with reiji's hand when he yawned and laid against her chest, nuzzling his little head into her. She placed her now free hand on his back, rubbing back and forth softly.
"I love his eyes."

She whispered, and katsuki hummed in question.
"His eyes? What about them?"
She smiled,
"They're like yours. Red."
He stilled. Went quiet for a long time. She thought nothing of it until his grip tightened.
"What are you saying?"
Maybe it was the late hour, or the precious boy she held in her arms, or the man who held her, but she spoke with clear honesty.
"I was trapped in that place, with those people, for a year without you. Without anyone. Look at our best friends, at what they have"
He chuckled, even if what she'd said had settled itself in his chest with a great sadness and weight.

"I'm not saying that- that a child would make us, you and me, whole. But I am saying that we could do it. We could-"
"Careful. You have to be sure about what you say to me next"
Ochako took one last look down at the infant in her arms, and decided.
"I want that. This. With you."
"We still haven't caught the people who took you"
"There will always be somebody bad in the world, katsuki, always. We'll catch whoever did that. But, in the meantime, why not bring something good into the world?"

He chuckled again, this time devilishly, and moved his hands to her hips.
"You honestly think any offspring of mine would be good?"
She giggled quietly, careful of the fragile boy in her arms.
"Of course. You are nothing but good katsuki, and you could bring nothing but more good into the world"
"Well, then I have one condition"
"What's that?"
"You have to bring that 'good' into the world with me. You have to hold my hand"
She started nodding quickly, and smiling, even though he couldn't see it. He still kissed her neck again.
"Well then, put that kid down so we can start. He's tired enough"
Part of her wanted to scoff, the other wanted to put the adorable reiji down to bed.
"Fine, but we can't be too loud, we'll wake him up"
"Fine, fine. But no promises"