Okay, so technically this is a short story from the sequel of the drama I translated yesterday. However, I love this short story so much and it becomes one of the most crucial points in Touji and his heroine’s life and gets brought up constantly (and never fails to destroy me) so I had to translate this right after his first drama, despite having to jump out of order to do so. R18 language abounds in the story below so watch out!
His Wife’s Habitual Phrase
During the afternoon, on a holiday, Saijou Touji stroked a pale and round butt all around. Every time his hips struck against it, the way its shape warped in such an obscene way made him dizzily giddy. His stretched hands gripped a pink apron, as if he were hanging on.
The feel of a first-class product, even to the fine patterns of its lace, was pleasant. Touji bought it for his beloved wife to cook in, but now it became one more ingredient to fueling his lust.
“Ah…! Ah…! Honestly, I’ve told you that you can’t do this when I’m cooking.”
“Nngh, I’m sorry, I know. I know, but… ngh, you’re too cute, so I end up wanting to stick it in no matter what. Aah, I wonder why you’re so attractive when you’re wearing the apron I gifted you and cooking. As if you’ve gathered up all the loveliness in this world… Hngh, ah, it whets my appetite.”
He pistoned his hips while refuting with words that weren’t an excuse at all. The slapping noises of flesh against flesh was rhythmical and nice. If he thrust himself in then what was released earlier flowed out with a squelch.
“Aah, what a waste. I have to push it in again, don’t I.”
Scooping the overflow with his hard tip, he shoved it in again.
Even though it was soaking and soft inside, she was squeezing tightly around his cock as if slurping it in. Despite having given birth to a child, she could still immerse Touji in her.
Feeling like he was about to drool due to the intense pleasure, he swallowed audibly before it could spill. Blood was gathering in his lower half and the feeling of ejaculation heightened.
“Hopeless man. Do you want to come already?”
At some point in time “hopeless man” became her habitual phrase.
Touji was vaguely aware of the hopeless things he did, so he could only just apologize.
“Haa, ngh, hngh, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. But I’ll recover immediately again, so I can make you come however many times you want!”
“Nngh, hah… that’s not what I— mngh!”
Near the end he repeatedly thrust in and out somewhat violently. He thrust his hips, pressing against her cervix as if boring into her.
Her soft butt bounced with a jerk and the walls of her vagina clenched down.
After Touji confirmed that she climaxed while stifling her voice to death, he rubbed against her cervix as if dealing a last blow and he also came.
“Aah, it’s coming… it’s coming out… I feel like it’s coming out really thickly…”
Touji poured himself into her womb until the very last drop while jerking and trembling. When everything was finished, he pulled out his cock which was still hard with reluctance.
A cloudy liquid overflowed copiously and trailed down her thighs.
He broke into a smile with the pleasure of ravishing his beloved today too. However…
“… Touji-san, I told you to stop releasing inside, didn’t I.”
As he got his breathing under control, her voice of restraint before he inserted himself into her flitted through his mind.
From her perspective, her husband suddenly thrust himself into her forcibly while she was in the middle of cooking to fuck, so it wasn’t a surprise that she was angry… Touji reflected somewhat on his mistake.
It was one of Touji’s faults to think that “Maybe the timing wasn’t good” at this point.
“My goddess, please don’t get angry. Next time I’ll wait until you’re done cooking.”
“You’re the only person who can comfort another in such a cold way.”
“Oh, are you cold? Shall I bring a blanket over?”
“… I feel like I’m talking to an alien.”
“Haha, certainly, my love is the size of outer space!”
She sighed deeply while rubbing the area between her eyebrows. After a while she pushed Touji’s chest with an understanding face that he’d gotten used to seeing lately.
Thinking that she meant he was intruding on her cooking, Touji obediently took a step back.
When he did, she picked up a kitchen knife with an elegant movement like she was dancing and pressed it to her own neck.
“Wh-what are you doing!? It’s dangerous so please hand that knife over!”
He lost his composure and tried to go near her, but she slid the knife a little. Her thin skin was cut and fresh blood quickly trailed down.
Touji got down on his knees, shuddering, and clasped both his hands together as if praying to a god. It was a ridiculous sight, but for Touji who made her life his utmost priority he couldn’t care less about something like the dignity of a husband. He reflected seriously on how he shouldn’t have lost to her cute request of “I want to cook for the first time in a while”.
Her aim had surely been this.
“If you’re going to stab someone then stab me!”
He cried out with his true feelings, but she smiled in a way that made one feel love and spoke.
“I said it, didn’t I.”
“That until Hikaru died you would not try to get me pregnant. It’s good that by chance today was a safe day, but if you do the same thing on a dangerous day…”
She moved the knife again and Touji lost his mind disgracefully.
Perhaps he sensed the disquieting atmosphere, because Hikaru— Touji and his wife’s child, began to cry.
“I’m s-sorry! I’m sorry!”
“You apologize like that but you’ll just lose to your desires again. In the first place, you’re under a large misunderstanding.”
“Yes. It’s funny you think the more children there are the more I’ll be unable to act. For me, it doesn’t matter whether there’s one or two. As long as I have one precious child, I won’t act in a way that will make that child unhappy… As long as you do not break your promise like this.”
“B-but I think siblings are needed in the end…”
“I don’t want to think there’s a substitute in the case of any possibility happening to Hikaru. I’m certain that if there were other children you would cast Hikaru away to the very edge.”
“That’s not true! Even I love that child from the heart!”
“But that’s probably deviated from the love of fathers in the world in general. How can you ask me to trust in the distorted love you pour.”
“Al… alright! If I don’t wear contraception next time you can make me swallow a thousand needles! So… please don’t die.”
“A thousand needles…?”
When Touji shouted, looking like he was the one who could die even now, for a second she had a look that said “What is this guy talking about?” and then gradually the strength in her shoulders left. After that, she gave a troubled smile.
“A thousand real needles will pierce your throat, you know.”
“Yes. You can put in a thousand or even ten thousand. I’ll have the best medical team be on standby.”
“Ha… it’s just like you to plan on living even after being stabbed a thousand times. When they say the devil’s children have the devil’s luck they’re talking about you.”
Finally the kitchen knife was placed on the cutting board and Touji hugged her while sobbing.
“I love you!”
“I don’t love you though.”
“That’s right. I know that now, properly.”
“… You’ve made a little progress, haven’t you.”
“I’ll continue to grow from here. I’m desperate to be loved by you.”
After that, for some reason, her habitual phrase sounded a little sad.