The rain tapped softly on the windows.
Kenzou sat on the porch, cigarette between his fingers, shirt open.
The storm cooled the air, but his body stayed hot.
He heard her steps behind him.
Light. Hesitant.
Ayaka approached with her eyes low, wrapped in his shirt, still barefoot.
Her hair was messy. Her cheeks flushed.
She stood behind him for a moment…
Then quietly said:
"…I missed my period."
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He blinked once.
Then turned.
Ayaka looked up at him, lip trembling, hands clutching the fabric tight around her belly.
"I counted three times," she whispered.
"Then I bought a test. Kenzou-san… I think…"
He stood.
Her voice cracked.
"I think I'm pregnant."
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Silence.
Only the sound of rain and wind outside.
Then he stepped forward, cupped her cheek, and pulled her close.
"You sure it's mine?" he asked, smirking.
She swatted his chest, eyes watering.
"I haven't had anyone else inside me since the first time you came in me…"
His arms wrapped around her waist — slowly.
He pressed a hand to her lower belly.
Warm. Soft. Already feeling different.
"…Good."
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She kissed him first this time.
No lust. No teasing.
Just pure emotion and heat bubbling to the surface.
Their lips parted. Her shirt slid off.
She stood before him, naked and shaking — not from shame.
From need.
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"Please… put it in again," she whispered.
"But… slower this time."
"I can do slow," he growled, lifting her effortlessly.
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They made love on the futon, skin to skin, eyes locked the whole time.
Kenzou pushed in gently — her pussy still tight, still hot, but soaking wet and twitching.
She gasped.
"Ahhnn… it's different now…"
"You're not just a slut anymore," he whispered, thrusting slow.
"You're carrying my kid."
Her eyes rolled back.
"Say it again…"
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He laid her down, fucked her slow and deep, every thrust grinding into her womb.
"Pregnant little widow," he muttered, stroking her cheek.
"Getting filled every night… now carrying my baby…"
"I love you," she whispered, wrapping her arms and legs around him.
"Then take it all."
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When he came — he stayed deep, cock twitching as he bathed her womb in cum again, coating the life already inside her.
Her voice cracked.
"I feel so full… so warm…"
He stroked her belly.
"Next time… I want to see it round."
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She fell asleep with his hand resting over her womb.
And outside, the rain kept falling.