5 years ago

Gojo and I were both 23 years old, in love, living together under one roof. I observed him from afar at the dining table. He was busy watching a documentary about horror films. Sipping my tea, I couldn't help but wonder how I fell in love with him. It's been five years since we've been in each other's spaces. He stuck onto me like glue. Gojo never stopped bringing me to his missions nor stopped bothering me if his life depended on it. He really was an amazing person to have by my side.

"Babe!" Gojo called out in a needy voice.

"Yes?" I placed my cup on the wooden table and arched my brow.

He didn't spare a glance at me. "Sit on my lap! I miss you!" Gojo patted his thighs, and I reluctantly sighed, knowing that his attitude will sulk.

"Okay you big baby," I pushed myself out of my chair and slowly stepped my way to him. I purposefully walked slow like a sloth to piss him off. He's a big man who craved my love and affection ever since we confessed feelings a year and a half after living together.

"Babe, I miss you! Hurry! I'm going to die without you!" His arms were wide opened, eagerly waiting for my body.

"We woke up together this morning, Satoru. We were only physically apart for thirty minutes because I was making tea for myself."

"I don't care! I need you with me all time!"

I really wondered if it was a good idea to confess. Gojo turned out to be a hassle to who I love no matter what. He's a man filled with all different types of personalities, yet most of the time he's a jokester.

Once I landed on his lap, Gojo wrapped his arms around me, securing me so I wouldn't escape and rested his chin on my head. "Babe," for some reason his hands were squeezing my stomach.

"Yeah?"

"Are you pregnant?" Was that why he's touching my stomach like that?

"Babe," I looked over my shoulder and stared at him with a dead expression. "I'm not pregnant. Sadly, conceiving children won't be easy either." I remembered the doctor telling me the news that I'll have a harder chance to have children because I'm not naturally producing a lot of eggs. It broke my heart to know that I'm gifted to create life and yet my body is unable to do that. It's probably because of what my body endured at the Kita's house.

"That's why I'm going to keep nut—" I placed my finger on his lips. I didn't like the word that was leaving his mouth.

"Don't say, 'nutting'. That's informal."

Gojo laughed at me for a moment. He indulged the vocabulary that I didn't like; my disdain only made him grow stronger on me. "But baby, my princess, don't you want kids?" He pouted as he fiddled his finger while I still stared at him with my neck turned. "Lately I've been having baby fever, dreaming about starting a family... because you know, we've technically been married for five years." Gojo spoke in a shy manner, making shifty eye contact with me.

Thinking back to Gojo words, I connected his words to his actions. Every time we saw a baby in the streets, he would find a way to gain the baby's attention. At the store, he would always walk to the baby's aisle as he glanced at the clothes and equipment. During that time, I didn't think too much because he's a little weirdo. Next, he would subtly bring up about our future like expanding our small family. And lastly, Gojo has been trying to impregnate me all the time in bed. There's not one day where he growls into my ear and repeatedly tells me that I'm going to be carrying his child. "Babe, your ears turned red."

Of course my ears were turning red. I just realized that often he talked dirty about having kids, and he gave me multiple hints which I disregarded. I turned my whole body to straddle him as my hands placed on his shoulders. "You really want to become a father?" I asked in seriousness, but Gojo took it the wrong way.

He pressed my body against his and a cheeky grin drew his lips apart. His arctic blue eyes swam in sudden lust, but I had to calm him down before I couldn't walk for days. "Are you suggesting—"

"Satoru, I don't know if I'm ready to become a mother. The traumatic experience that I've been through still lingers in the back of my head." I wrapped my arms around his neck, nuzzling close to him. I didn't mean to make him feel bad about constantly talking about children, but it's my feelings and I'm just letting him know. "I'm scared to turn out like my parents. It's my biggest fear..." If I became like them, I'll never forgive myself. People can say that we can stop repeating the action of our parents, but how true does it hold up to?

"Ena, look at me." I peeled back and stared at Gojo with a solemn expression. His gentle and warm hands cupped my cheeks. "I understand you're scared, but we can pull through this together. You'll be an amazing mother to our children! I see the way you look at Megumi. You love taking care of him."

"But maybe it's because he's not my child, so I'm not responsible for how he grows up to be like." Megumi is a ten or eleven years old child that Gojo found. Apparently, Gojo killed his dad and the child is related to the Zenin clan. He's an adorable child who's shy around me. Seeing him does make my heart ache from his pureness. Megumi's a smart, grumpy kid who can't give me a sour face. "Well..." my mind started to change my thoughts. "Since I can't have kids easily nor I want to take any medication to increase my hormones, I guess we can keep on trying until I get magically pregnant." Instantly, I regretted not structuring my words because Gojo hoisted me up.

"I guess it's my cue to take us to bed!" Gojo was a little bit enthusiastic about this. His eyes relit and intensely sparked in becoming a father. I prayed for my poor legs.

Gojo hovered above me on the bed as his eyes craved to feel every piece of me. His soft pink lips attached itself to my neck, kissing and nibbling on my skin as the chilling sensation coursed through my body. Small moans escaped from my lips. His mouth knew how to get everything started. His large hand traced his fingertips across my stomach as it found its way underneath my bra. Gojo latched his hand onto my right breast as he squeezed it and played with my nipple.

"Mhmm!" I moaned softly from his delicate response. For now, he'll go gentle...but later the bed will start to shake.

Gojo pulled back with a dirty smile. His messy white hair made this man look so hot and sexy. His hands gripped the bottom of his shirt as he slowly revealed his toned body to me. "You like what you see?" He flirtatiously teased, biting his bottom lips as a big grin covered my face.

I still can't believe I have this hunky man as my lover. Sitting up, I had the urge to run my hands down his defined chest. The temptation was like a bird seeing a shining object, and I was that bird who wanted to keep this shining man to myself. As my hands touched his Greek god-like body, Gojo managed to slip off my dress and bra while at it, leaving me in my white lacy panties. "Gosh, honey, you're so sexy! I swear I will make you scream my name at the end of this," He growled in my ear as my womanhood pulsated from his husky voice. I imagined all the things he'll do to me: bound my wrist, use his blindfold on me, wrap his hand around my delicate neck, overstimulate me, and so much more. These thoughts were turning me on, anticipating his next move.

"Don't disappoint me then,"

"Of course, I won't! I never do anyways..."

Gojo pushed me down and ripped off my white lacy panties, throwing it behind himself. I felt his hot breath against my tantalizing womanhood. Tilting my head up, we made eye contact for a split second. His arctic eyes were indeed swimming in lust with a big smirk on his damn face. He knew I needed him as much I wanted him to grace me with his burning touch and desires. In no time, he gave me the pleasure of cloud nine. My back arched, toes curled, and hands pulling his hair as I moaned profusely. I was on the verge of an orgasm. His lapping tongue stimulated my sensitive bud, flicking back and forth until I achieved my first orgasm within 10 minutes.

My heart was beating like crazy from the high.

"Does my baby want more? You're dripping wet, and we didn't even start the fun part yet." His sultry voice was coated in thick honey, quickly replacing his mouth with his long fingers. It was a fast transition that I wasn't prepared for.

"Babeee!" I whined from the ounce of pleasure his two fingers were giving me.

Gojo was stretching my insides with his scissoring, twisting, thrusting fingers. The sensation made me see stars behind my closed eyes.

"Come on, baby, give me a kiss I deserve...!" Gojo gave me no time to respond as he crashed his hot lips against mine. I felt the fiery passion Gojo showed. While his fingers were busy with my friend down there, our tongues explored each other until he pulled back with a thread of saliva attaching from our agape mouth. Then he targeted my neck once again, making sure to leave a few marks behind.

The foreplay lasted a while before he was going to serve me the good stuff from his tight pants.

Our cheeks were flushed from the intense makeout session, and my legs were wide open for him to take me. The tip of his member grazed my wet folds. "How much do you want it?" He asked, teasing my needy womanhood as he kept putting his tip inside then back out. He was building up annoyance out of me. I just wanted his length inside of me.

"I want it a lot... Hurry up! Stop playing with my feelings...! I need you right now!"

"Tell me in detail, my love." Gojo relentlessly teased, now inserting 1/4th of himself into me then pulling back out.

"A-A lot!" I meekly shouted, grabbing a hold of his wrist right beside my hips. "Babe, I can't wait anymore!! Just— Ahh!" A satisfaction moan blurted out as he finally lodged himself inside of me. His thick, long member soothed my aching lust for him.

His lips were beside my ear as we were in the missionary position. "Gosh, baby... You must be that horny for me because you sucked me in so quickly. You're pooling a lot from that dirty cunt of yours! I'm going to ram you until you're mindless!"

My cheeks turned red from his filthy mouth. He will always get me to act like slush from his lewd yet degrading words. I couldn't bring myself to reply; I felt so submissive under his spell. I just wanted him to wreck me hard.

After some time, Gojo's thrusting got faster as my stomach began to coil from another climatic moment. Skin slapping the air filled the room, along with our heavy pants and moans. Sweat covered our love making body while he was hitting me from behind. Every ramming angle was intensifying me in many ways he knew how to unravel my whole being. What made this even better was that he was pulling my hair as my upper body arched backward, and his hand wrapped around my lovely neck to squeeze lightly. "You want me to put a baby in you?" He groaned with every incoming thrust. Our eyes locked again, this time it was more of a dominance look from its master to its slave.

"Mhm!" I grunted in bliss, and he slipped a finger in my mouth as I sucked on it.

"I can't wait to release my cum inside you and inflate that stomach of yours! You're going to be dripping with my essence, huh? You like that?"

"MHM!" I loved when he was assertive and dominant. It made me go crazy and weak-kneed for him.

"What's my name?"

"S-S-Satoru...!" I screamed out what came into my mind. I couldn't think straight from almost peaking close to my next climax.

"Wrong. Try again,"

I said a few other nicknames before getting the right one. "Daddy Satoru!!" When I thought he was going to finish inside of me, he pulled out instead and dropped right beside me.

Plop!

To my dismay, I was mad. He pulled out of me during a good time! Gojo was so close to finishing too! This teasing bastard was messing with me! "BABE, WHY'D YOU DO THAT?!" I really needed to release this built up tension inside of me. I can't go on without finishing what's in progress. I hate being unsatisfied.

Gojo heaved heavily as his chest raised up and down. "I didn't want to finish yet... And besides, I enjoy my woman being desperate when she wants to cum." He grabbed my hand and kissed the center of my palm. "Plus, I'm tired of doing all the work!" He lazily said, ruining the mood.

"I swear to god, Satoru! I'm just going to buy some toys next time!"

But later, we did finish what we started...

After three and a half hours, his animalistic side died down. As I panted profusively, I couldn't move at all. My legs were badly shaking and my arms had no strength to lift myself up. I wanted to shower because of our body sweat, but I'm too exhausted to do anything. I stayed laying flat on my back with my eyes closed. I needed to catch my breath and cool down.

"Princess," Gojo's heavy body sunk down on the right side of the mattress.

"Yes?"

"Remembered when you said no sex until marriage?"

A big scoff trickled out of me. "Of course I do! We happened to break that because you became sexually frustrated when guys were hitting on me, and you put it all on me. I was taken back because you always get hit on, whereas I don't since you drive them off before they can do it." Long story short, we argued and it turned into a heated makeout session, which turned into us forgetting our small vow and throwing ourselves into bed.

Gojo used his muscles to flip me on my side so we can gaze at each other. "We can marry now," he suggested, twirling my long black hair around his finger.

I opened my eyes to view his handsome face. "Satoru, people want to kill you. Didn't you tell me that you were stabbed all over the body for this one mission? You literally could've died, but you didn't because you're Gojo Satoru, the most powerful sorcerer alive! I'm just afraid that there will be a day where..." My eyes began to swell from the thoughts of him dying. Being a widow or being a single mother with a born or unborn child.

A few tears dropped down from my face. "Baby, don't cry...!" Gojo pushed me into his naked chest. His beating heart played a soothing song to my untamed sadness from causing me more distress. Gojo's hand stroked the back of my head, stringing through my hair. "I will never ever leave your side. No one is going to kill me, and once you're ready to get married... I'll be waiting." He kissed my head. His reassuring words made me feel more secure. "I love you,"

"I love you too,"

After a moment of peaceful silence, Gojo's words made me groan in pain. "Round four? This time you'll get pregnant." He sat up and looked at me. His messy white hair was pushed back, revealing his recharged lust in his eyes.

"Satoruuuuuu! I'm tired! I have no more stamina to spare for you!" I cried out, turning away from him.

A few months later,

"Hmm that's interesting. I haven't gotten my period for two months now." I didn't think too much about it since periods can be abnormal. However, a worst case scenario popped into my head as my heart dropped to the floor. "Oh my gosh! What if I started menopause?! I'm too young!" My fertility sucked, which means my reproductive system gave up on me. There's no way that I could be pregnant since we've been trying for a long time now. All the tests came out negative in the past.

"Babeeee!" Gojo announced in his presence in our bedroom.

"Yes?" I decided not to tell him and figure this out by myself.

"I'm going to see Megumi! I'll be home soon!" Gojo ran over to plant a long kiss on my cheek. His mouth was like a suction cup. I couldn't pop off his kiss, only he could. "Bye, I love you!" He pulled back from me with a pop noise.

"Yes, I love you too!"

I let a few minutes pass to make sure Gojo was gone from the area. Pulling up my phone, I made a haste doctor's appointment. I needed an answer from a professional. I know I'm not pregnant because I haven't gotten any symptoms like morning sickness from what's on the internet. "Menopause is too early for me!" I threw on a simple dress and ran out of the apartment.

Taking a taxi to the clinic, I rushed inside and checked myself in at the front desk. I took a magazine off the table and started reading it. "Oh no," I whispered to myself in horror. The magazine was talking about baby names and baby room decor. "I'm not going to read this." I put it away and waited for my name to be called.

"Kita Ena," I was called into another room by a doctor.

I sat in the small room as the doctor asked me questions, and I explained my situation to the female doctor. "Do you want to do a pregnancy test?"

"Hmmmm..." It wasn't a bad idea and I'm in the clinic too, so it won't hurt to do a test. "Yeah I can."

The doctor gave me a cup for me to pee in, instructing me the line to fill the cup. "After you are done, bring the cup to me and I'll put in a stick to indicate whether you're pregnant or not."

I followed the doctor's orders. After I was done with the bathroom, I waited for the stick to show any signs of me not being pregnant because my gut feelings were saying I'm not. Even so, there's a slim chance of me getting pregnant, and if I was then great! Gojo's gonna be happy with the news.

A few moments later, the doctor came back with the results. For some reason, there was a happy expression on her face. My heart beated in anticipation, waiting to hear that it's negative. Wait, happy faces don't connect with negative news.... "Congratulations, Miss Kita! You're pregnant!" The doctor cheered and my jaw dropped.

Me pregnant? A baby growing inside of me? A miracle child? Did god hear Gojo's nightly prayers to get me pregnant? I'm scared.

I forced a smile on my face to hide any lingering thoughts presented. "T-that's amazing news! I'm speechless... Is it possible to do an ultrasound right now?! I need to show proof to my partner that I am pregnant." I knew Gojo would demand some form of evidence, especially when it's impossible for me to conceive naturally.

"Yes it's possible!"

I was taken into a dark room. I had to lift up my dress so she could put gel on my stomach. The cold sensation was bearable. The sound of my own heartbeat was loud in my ears. The doctor placed the transducer probe on my lower stomach and began searching for the tiny bean.

It was an amazing experience to hear the sound of my stomach and the picture of the embryo. The doctor explained what I was seeing on the display. Hearing her talk about my child made me tear up. I have a chance to give life and experience this ability of mine. The doctor printed out the pictures from the ultrasound, and I couldn't be any happier than I am right now.

After leaving the clinic, I felt like a new woman. A tiny life was growing inside of me. I hope I'm careful enough to keep the child growing healthy and staying alive. "I need to surprise him!" The joy of revealing my pregnancy to him was exciting.