#kaito hunter x hunter

[s0ftand0nly]

I don’t rly have anyone to pair kite with. Poor kite

[lemoncom]

I've been unbearably busy, some Kites in between

[thehomothings]

Kite: i keep forgetting "body count" is about people you've slept with and not people you've killed.

Wing: ....

Wing: so what's your body count then?

Kite: eh somewhere between one and six? Not entirely sure.

Wing: how can you be unsure about sleeping with someone??

Kite: i thought we were talking about murder??

Wing: you've killed between one and six people??

Kite: MAYBE???

[corpsec18]

..😼..

[m4nsch]

i love him more than anyone else fr

[catastrophiceventz]

some hunters

[babydaddyleorio]

hiii i hope you’re having a good day!! i was wondering if you could write how reader meets ging and silva (maybe kite if you’re up to it?) and what their first impressions on reader is and all that! you write hxh so so well and there aren’t nearly enough writers for silva and ging!! thank you so much and have a good day/night!!

❤︎

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Ging

You met him strictly by chance.

The most likely way you came in contact with Ging is when he finally decided to let loose and make his annual appearance to the world — so basically when he was drinking.

While sitting at a bar, he glances over to notice your silence and casually starts a conversation with you. A stale one-liner such as “You come here often?” or “That drink looks awful, you should give it to me” leaves his lips as he's already become tipsy.

He jokes a lot with you throughout the night, will probably read you like a book if you came to drink away your problems, and pulls you onto the dance floor if he's really had too many drinks.

Ging has a hard time getting close to others, so if he does find you attractive, it simply stops there. Though, Ging is often riddled with boredom, so if your personality does manage to intrigue him that night he would be drawn to you and want to stick around for the thrill.

It’s hard to get in contact with him afterward, but he always remembers you after that encounter. 

Silva 

Silva is hard to just... meet. He keeps his life very private and rarely makes an appearance unless absolutely necessary. You have to have some sort of connection such as being an esteemed assassin with affluence or working in his estate to be noticed by him and even then it is unlikely. 

If you were to take the assassin route, you would need outstanding talent to catch his eye. Maybe you’d meet in a business meeting, your confident posture and demeanor catching his attention instantly. He most likely already read your file and was thoroughly impressed at what he found and saw in person. 

If you took the estate route, you would have to be really good at your job to stand out to him. You would have to be skillful in combat, or if you visit his hideaway and serve him often, you could possibly spark a relationship in that way. Though, if Kikyo is in the picture, you would be an immediate target simply for being too close to Silva.

Kite

You would probably meet in an outdoor setting. Maybe Kite stumbled upon a floral shop just as you were browsing the shelves of flowers, or maybe he saw you sitting peacefully at a park feeding the birds just as he was studying the different insects in that area. 

Regardless, Kite would like that you appreciated nature. He probably wouldn't speak first because he's more on the introverted side, and if he did finally come up to you, it would take him a while as he had spent his time observing you.

Kite's impression of you would be that you were sweet, and he would be delighted if you shared the same interests as him. Overall, if you guys happened to run into each other again, Kite would see it as fate and more than a coincidence and likely ask if you'd like to go on a date with him sometime.

[zhezhezha]

[mapletine]

screenshot redraw :D

he's been my header img for a while but i finally got around to posting him

+ process vid under cut <3

hi would yall prefer i keep putting the process thing under a cut on the post or should i reblog it on my alt with the gif or video attached in the reblog?

altho i do like putting little easter eggs in here

oh and another question is the vid or the gif nicer ??

anyways if ur here i hope u have a lovely day ❤️❤️🙏

[cowardlybean]

screw it I might as well throw this one out here

[evinagrete]

🪁🧢

[s0ftand0nly]

What a happy little family (?)

[lemoncom]

did you get enough love, my little dove

[thehomothings]

A bunch of Kite screenshot redraws to get the art engine going. It's funny how different they all looked based of the ref (despite going through the yassification process by me)

[vas-t]

Kite doodle

Think I made him look a little…suggestive? Maybe that’s just me

[crusty-chronicles]

Smut Week: Day Two

Love Me Like I'm Your Last (Part 4)

NSFW: MDNI

An: LOOOK AT HIM!!! HE’S A BIG SWEETY!!!! YOU CANNOT TELL ME THIS MAN’S WOULDN’T BE A GOOD FATHER!

Warnings: extremely unprotected sex, hair pulling, cunnilingus👉👈, oral sex, breeding kink, multiple rounds, overstimulation, hair pulling, fem reader

Synopsis: Kite gets a case of baby fever after helping you take care of Gon, Killua, and the newest addition: Alluka. Or alternatively, Kite follows in Ging's footsteps😏, but unlike his mentor, he desperately wants to see it through to the end.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

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It's something he doesn't even consciously know he does. Rutting faster and harder into you whenever you decided not to use protection. Holding you closer and pushing your legs towards your chest to reach even deeper. Enjoying the sight of your stuffed cunt leaking his seed, only to scoop back in any droplets with his fingers. His very being swelling with need when you joked about him getting you pregnant. 

The feeling only amplified with the most recent visit from the boys.

This time they'd brought a new addition to your makeshift family. Killua's little sister Alluka. She had been shy at first meeting you and Kite. Hiding behind Killua and watching you two cautiously. But she warmed up after a few days. Choosing to follow you around for the most part. It had a soft feeling settle in his chest.

You coddled her more than you did Gon and Killua. Picking her up whenever she asked. Letting her hold your hand and tug you wherever she wanted. You also let her get away with more, much to the boys’ dismay. 

The two of them currently glaring at her while you scolded them for bringing a possum into the house. Even though it was Alluka’s idea. Who made it known by sticking out her tongue and grabbing a cookie off the counter.

The gentle tone you used with her and Nanika was also something he took note of. Making both girls feel loved. A stark contrast to the way they were used to being treated. 

The final nail in the coffin was when she called you Mommy. 

It had Kite wondering what it would be like to have kids of your own. If you'd even want that. He thinks you'd be a great mother. The way the kids always listen to you. How they like to go to you for comfort. Your protective nature towards all three of them. It has him yearning.

Then that same feeling of want starts to course through him. The one he gets while he's filling you up with cum. A need to see you round with the life you two created. The dots start to connect then.

And he realizes he might have a breeding kink. An embarrassing revelation he would not be revealing to you anytime soon. Or at least, that was the plan.

He hadn't counted on the trio wanting to go to the park today. Though he honestly should have seen it coming. With the way the three of them had been whispering this morning, and how the boys sent Alluka to ask you something, he should have figured they were plotting. 

It came as no surprise you'd said yes. You truly were a sucker for that girl. And the boys were smart enough to use that against you. So there the two of you sat while the trio messed around. 

You moved to adjust yourself on the bench. Leaning your head on Kite's shoulder. Content to bask in his presence for the brief moment you were alone.

“How many days do you have off?” You asked.

He intertwined your hand with his.

“A full month, thankfully.” He responded.

“That leaves three weeks for just us.” You said teasingly.

He could practically see your playful smirk. Feel you press closer to him. Three weeks with you meant trouble in the best way possible. 

You redirected your attention towards the kids. All three of them were dangling off the monkey bars. It appeared to be a contest of sorts. A shiny stone put up for reward. If you had to guess, it would go to whoever could hang on the longest.

They looked to be on equal playing ground. Well, they were until the boys started kicking at each other. Trying to get the other one to let go. Alluka caught wind of this strategy and ended up kicking Killua in the stomach. He was completely caught off guard, letting go with an ‘oof.’ Gon went to praise Alluka, but was pulled down harshly by Killua. The small assassin yanking him by his ankles.

“If I don't get to win, neither can you!” He shouted.

“That's not fair!!! You started kicking first!” Gon argued.

The duo ended up scuffling on the ground while Alluka happily claimed her prize. 

“I win! I win! I'm gonna make it into a necklace for mommy!”

You did your best to stifle your laughter. You figured the boys would tone it down with a girl in the mix. Turns out it only amplified their chaotic nature. 

The small girl stopped suddenly. Her expression going completely blank. Then she started to make her way over to where you were sitting. Upon closer inspection, it seems she switched. Blackened eyes staring up timidly at Kite when she finally reached you two. 

“Is there something you need?” He questioned. You took note of his soft tone. A fond smile making its way to your face at the interaction.

“Let me braid your hair.” She demanded, reaching up and pointing at the silver strands.

“Nanika we've talked about this.” You scolded. 

It was decided when she was brought over that nobody would ask her to complete a wish. Inversely, if she ever wanted something, she would ask for it to avoid fulfilling the condition of her ability. A way of showing both girls they didn't need to use their powers to be loved. That they were wanted.

“Can I braid your hair?” She corrected.

“You may.” Kite answered, leaning down so she could reach.

She let out a ‘kay’ and hopped into your lap. Giving you Kite's hat while she worked. She braided his hair to the best of her ability. The parts uneven with flyaways. Every now and then she'd tug on a knot until it untangled, your poor partner trying his hardest not to show it hurt. When she got about halfway, she switched with Alluka once more. The small girl let out a squeal and eagerly took over. Giggling when she finally tied it up with a bow.

“You look so pretty, daddy.” She complimented, admiring the two girls’ handiwork.

Kite's eyes widened. He'd heard her call you mommy dozens of times this week. But to hear himself addressed with a familiar term of endearment, it made him crave that future with you all the more. It was sweet and unexpected. He gave her a small head pat before she ran off.

“Yeah. Pretty handsome, daddy.” You cooed while you placed his hat back on his head.

Immediately his face flushed. He was gonna get you pregnant for sure if you kept that up.

Similar happenings occurred throughout day. With Gon approaching later and tugging Kite's arm. Doing his best to get him up.

“C'mon! Dad, I wanna show you something!” He hurriedly explained.

And when he realized what he said, he let go and covered his face.

“I, uh, I didn't mean-” 

“It's fine,” Kite assured. Seems he was two for two today.

“What was it you wanted to show me?”

Immediately Gon had perked back up.

“We think we found a trapdoor spider, but I'm not too sure. We wanted you to verify what it was before it went back into its den.” 

It was hard to say no when he was so excited. Not like Kite would have in the first place. It didn't help he'd accidentally called him dad either. So he got up to follow the boy in green. A feeling of warmth once again washing over him.

Then there was the incident with Killua. The two of you had gotten into a spat over food. You see, Killua had been downing ice cream all afternoon. That you could live with. What you couldn't, however, was when he swiped the one you barely opened out of your hands and dashed away. Shouting a ‘you left yourself wide open!’ 

Thus a grudge had been made. So when he came back over to you an hour later, you promptly shut him down.

“Y/n, I'm hungry.” He whined.

“Too bad. You robbed me. You shouldn't be hungry with all that sugar you ate.” You retorted.

He pouted up at you. He knew he was wrong for that, but it was soooo hot today. And you were right open. Plus, he knew he wouldn't be able to sway you unless he apologized. 

“Fine.” He said, too proud to stand down.

What happened next was a complete accident. But perhaps subconsciously it was intentional. 

“Daaad! Y/n is being mean to me!” He complained.

You'd gone silent in shock. His face had gone red at the realization. Ultimately deciding the embarrassment wasn't worth doubling down.

“You didn't hear that! You're both hallucinating! The- the sun finally got to you!” He tried to come up with an excuse.

You couldn't help but laugh, watching as the red worsened. A nudge to your shoulder helping you get your bearings.

“You're embarrassing him.” Kite scolded before he turned to Killua.

“Look, it's fine.”

“What's fine? Because I never said anything. In fact, this conversation is all in your heads. I was never-”

“How about we get something to eat when we leave?” He suggested.

“You're the best pops!”

The soft way Kite had been acting with the kids…It made you want to jump his bones. He'd be such a good father. So sweet and attentive. Your little trio of ghouls seemed to think so judging by how they all accidentally called him ‘dad’. He already took care of them like his own. What was one more?

You shook your head at the thought. You'd be taking away too much from him if you had a child. His freedom to pursue his line of work. You could never ask him to prioritize you over that. Or worse, you wouldn't be able to handle it if something happened to him while you were in such a vulnerable state. No, it was best not to bring it up. Not for a long while.

But your partner had other plans.

You found yourselves cuddled together on the couch the day the kids decided to leave. Your body curled into his with his head rested on yours. Something playing in the background while you enjoyed each other's company. 

You could tell Kite was lost in thought. His fingers absentmindedly tracing little circles onto your waist. The way his other hand tightened ever so slightly around your own.

“Something on your mind?” You asked.

He looked to you, then lower. Right at your stomach. He figured it was best to just rip the bandaid off. The worst you could say was no. He really hoped you wouldn't say no. 

"What do you think about us starting a family?"

The question caught you off guard. You'd never heard him this shy before. Like he was unsure to ask. It was endearing. And how could you refuse a request like that? When his desires had lined up perfectly with your own.

"I'd like that very much, but are you sure? Long distance has been a pain. I don't know how well it'd work out if we threw a kid in the mix." You voiced your concerns.

"Then I'll take smaller jobs so I'm not away as much. Just for the first couple of years." He compromised, giving a small kiss to your neck.

Heat began to pool in your stomach. Your resolve crumbling.

"I don't want to take you away from your work."

"You're not. We'll make it work. We'll come up with something together." He promised.

Together.

He wanted to see this through with you. He wanted this just as much as you did. He wouldn't have any regrets about it. 

"Okay. Let's have a baby.”

He beamed up at you and pulled you close. You cupped his face, kissing him softly. He closed his eyes at the feeling, quickly returning it. ‘You'd said yes. You actually said yes.’ He internally celebrated. He loved you. Without a doubt he loved you more than anything.

You broke the kiss and rested your forehead on his. A teasing smile on your lips.

“Do you wanna start trying?” You asked.

His face reddened at your words. The flush only worsening when you leaned up to place kisses under his jaw. 

“Right now?” His voice coming out breathless as you splayed your hand on his chest. Moving it lower and lower. His member starting to harden.

“Right now. You were so good with the kids this week. Such a good daddy. You have no idea how much I wanted you.”

Your hand slipping under his pants to palm him. His restraint snapped. Grabbing you by your waist and placing you on his lap. Your thighs on either side of his torso, pressing your core into his.

“Keep teasing me, lovely. I'll end up giving you twins.” He warned before kissing you again. 

This one more hungry. More feral. Lips parting on instinct to welcome his tongue. It danced with yours, taking in your taste. A muffled moan escaping you at the feeling. 

He reached down and tugged at your shirt. You begrudgingly pulled away to take it off. Reaching behind you to unclasp your bra while he reattached himself to your neck. Sucking dark bruises on your heated skin.

You couldn't help but grind down. His cock stimulating you through your pants. He let out a groan and quickly tugged off his own shirt. You never would get tired of this sight. His pale skin littered with scars. Face flushed a bright red from arousal. And his expression, always loving when he was looking at you. He had to be the prettiest man that ever lived. 

You gasped at the feeling of his hand grabbing one of your breasts. Squeezing lightly before rolling your nipple between his fingers.

“These are gonna get bigger. So nice and full. So sensitive.” He said before taking it into his mouth. Pushing you up on his lap so your chest was smothering him.

You grasped at his hair, giving a tug and hearing him groan. You could feel the vibration on your perky bud. Giving a soft moan of your own. Heat traveled down to your cunt as he started suckling your nipple. As if willing you to start producing right now.

“You're gonna have to knock me up for that,” you panted out.

He gave a final suck before pulling away.

“That's the plan.”

He shifted on the couch so that he was lying down with you on top of him.

“Now be a good mommy and sit on my face.” 

This time it was you whose face lit up with embarrassment. You were no stranger to letting Kite eat you out, but this was different. This felt more intense. If you weren't careful, you could suffocate him. Though with the way he started dragging you up from your thighs, it seemed he wouldn't mind going out that way. 

“Are you sure?” You asked.

“Positive. You're giving me a baby. Let me worship you.” He assured, but he could still sense your hesitancy. So he made sure to hold your gaze when he spoke this time.

“I'm yours to use devotedly until you're satisfied.”

That was all the confirmation you needed. Tossing off your shorts and underwear before crawling up. Situating your bare cunt on his chest. He ended up grabbing you by your ass and pulling you up to his mouth. Your scent was alluring. God, he should've asked you to sit on his face ages ago. He tentatively liked a stripe from your hole to your clit. Hearing you let out a sweet sound. 

All for him.

You were displayed perfectly for him.

He wasted no time diving in, gripping your thighs tightly. Pulling your cunt flush to his mouth. His tongue lapping at your hole with fervor. Your sweet taste infiltrating his senses. 

You mewled from above him. Lightly grinding down onto his face. His nose brushing against your clit every now and then. The pressure quickly building up in your stomach. You threaded your fingers through his hair in an attempt to ground yourself. Body arching when his tongue reached deep inside you.

“Fuck!” You cursed.

In and out. Your slick sliding down his chin. And when he slid one hand between your legs to apply more pressure to your clit, you just about screamed. Rutting down with reckless abandon in the hopes to chase your high.

The man beneath you equally as much in shambles. Loving how you were riding his face. How you were using him for your own pleasure. He strained painfully in his pants. Lightly thrusting up into nothing. He couldn't wait to be inside you. 

He could feel your hole pulsing around his tongue. You were so close. Your cries coming out more desperate. He rubbed faster circles on your clit. Angling his tongue up to reach your sweet spot. That seemed to do the trick. 

You didn't have enough time to warn him you were coming. Your back arched while you threw your head back in a silent scream. The coil in your stomach snapping completely. 

Kite eagerly slurped up your release while you came down. Your cum coating his taste buds completely. You were so good for him. So sweet.

When you finally caught your breath, you moved off of him. Sliding down until your hips rested on top of his. You took in his disheveled state. Eyes lidded. Hair mussed from your grip. The bottom half of his face wet with your slick. 

You reached over and used your discarded shirt to clean him. Leaning down to give him a kiss when you were done. You could taste yourself on his lips, once again igniting the fire in your core.

“I love you.” You said against him.

He cupped the side of your face gently.

“I love you too. Are you ready?” He asked.

“More than ready."

You pulled down his pants along with his boxers, stripping him completely. His cock stood straight, red and throbbing at the tip. A bit of precum dribbling out. You reached up to grab his hand. Intertwining his fingers with yours and giving a light squeeze.

You angled yourself over him and slid down slowly. His cock impaling you inch by inch. The stretch was delicious. He let out a groan feeling the tightness of your walls constrict around him. You couldn't help but gasp when he finally bottomed out inside you.

The sensation felt more intense. More intimate knowing what would come out of this. Your body felt like it was on fire. Heat everywhere your skin grazed his. You lifted yourself up until only the tip was inside. Then you lowered your body down again, starting a slow and sensual pace. 

You could feel every drag of his cock against your walls. Every twitch of his hips, subtly begging you for more. It was enough to make you dizzy with want. He was stretching you out so nicely. So full. Making sure your cunt remembered the shape of his cock.

The hand gripping yours tightened slightly. Kite couldn't help but admire you from below. Seeing your chest heave with effort at the slow pace you set. Your eyes closed while you felt him enter you again and again. And your face flushed with lust. You were absolutely ethereal. His hips lightly bucked up into yours.

More.

He needed more of you.

You let out a moan as he rutted up into you. Opening your eyes to catch him staring.

“Something the matter?” You asked.

“You're breathtaking.”

He was always so sweet with his words. The heat pooling in your stomach only increasing. You were a wreck above him and he still thought you were beautiful. You were sure there was no other man fit enough to be the father of your children. 

You leaned down and kissed him softly. Addicted to the feeling of his lips on yours. 

“So are you. My pretty boy.” you cooed.

You lifted yourself halfway off of him.

“Always knowing just what to say. I think you deserve a little reward.”

With that, you slammed your hips down. A groan of surprise leaving him. Your loving pace replaced by something feral. The sound of skin slapping seemed to echo in the room. The slickness of your previous releases running down his shaft. The coil in your stomach once again winding up tighter and tighter. You couldn't suppress your noises of pleasure anymore.

Kite had to grip your waist to ground himself. Your tight heat enveloping him over and over. He swore he saw stars when you ground yourself down on one particular thrust. And the way you were riding him, everything was tensing. Letting out whiny noises he didn't know he was capable of. Wanting desperately to fill you. To have you give him a kid.

 The thought of you swollen and full, with your breasts big and plump, God he couldn't hold on anymore. He was gonna cum inside you. And then he was gonna do it again. Until your small little cunt couldn't take his seed anymore. 

Until he'd bred you.

He used the hand on your waist as leverage to fuck into you. Bracing his knees and thrusting up to meet you halfway. He could feel your cunt start to flutter around him. His own cock throbbing within you, desperate for release.

“I'm-I’m cumming! With me! Ah! Cum with me!” You begged.

And who was he to deny to the future mother of his children? He felt you spasm around him the same time he allowed himself to fill you up. A warm sensation settling in your stomach as spurts of sticky seed coated your walls.

So much of it, you could feel your stomach start to bloat. But you wanted more. You needed more. Just until you were sure he got you pregnant.

And when you continued to ride him, Kite couldn't help but cry out at the overstimulation. His cum leaking down from your hole with every movement. Smearing on his cock and forming a white ring around it. 

"Wanna keep going. Gotta make sure it takes.” You slurred. Mind dizzy with the thought of being full of him. Of riding him until you've drained him dry.

You started up a ruthless pace again. Slamming yourself down through the sensitivity. And despite his protests of ‘needing a minute,’ he hardened instantly inside you. Grabbing your hips with both hands this time and pulling you down flush against him. Making your hips grind in circles to build up his release again.

“One wasn't enough for you? You're so needy, love,” he teased.

You rolled your hips harder against his, desperate for any kind of friction.

“You make me needy. Making me want your babies.” You struggled against his grip.

“Now let me fuck you. Wanna feel you cum again,” you whined.

He decided to do you one better and lifted you up himself. Only to pull you back down again. Moving you at the pace he wanted. You steadied yourself by placing your hands on his chest. Letting him take control of the positions. This time he was using you to chase his high. Manhandling you on his cock until you were crying at the overstimulation.

Body shaking as he angled himself right against your sweet spot. Your cunt gushing around him while he continued to use your body. The sound of your slick filling the space. A sticky puddle forming between you. With a few more thrust, he was cumming inside you. You mewled at the sensation of being filled again.

So full. You felt so full. And still you wanted more.

With Kite's grip lax around your waist, you started moving again. Riding him slowly and hearing him let out a hiss. The pleasure was becoming too much for him. For both of you. You decided this would be it for tonight. It didn't take long for you to be right at the edge, urging your partner to look at you.

“Give me one more. Just one more.” You promised.

He gave a small nod. Cupping your face and bringing you down for another kiss. Resting your forehead against his while you continued moving. No longer separating from each other. Instead giving small thrust and grinding into him. Your body feeling like it was ablaze when you sheathed him completely inside and climaxed.

This one the most intense for both of you.

Kite came one last time. Vision blanking out and going white. His body felt weightless, even with you still on top of him. Little by little his sight returned to him. The feeling of you still lightly moving your hips hit him first. Trying to ride out the last of your release. Then the sight of your bloated stomach. How much had he emptied into you? Finally he felt you collapse on top of him, completely satisfied and panting out heavily.

You raised your head to look up at him, catching his gaze. All at once your expressions melted. Staring lovingly at one another. But the silence was quickly broken.

“Pick a number between one and- OH MY GOD!”

The two of you scrambled up. Kite quickly pulling you towards him in an attempt to cover you. Frantically searching the living room for the intruder while he shielded your body. Then you caught sight of something hovering over his shoulder.

A familiar clown who looked horrified at the moment.

"You did not just summon Crazy Slots." You said in disbelief.

“Huh?” Kite quickly looked to his left. 

Sure enough, the little clown had been summoned. His face reddened impossibly more. How could he have- The realization hit him then. He must've been so overwhelmed with pleasure that his body's response was to lash out. Losing complete control over his nen. He felt like such an idiot.

Crazy Slots seemed to overcome his shock. Only to precede to look you up and down. Was he getting a nose bleed????

You raised your arms to cover your chest.

"Mmm I'm enjoying the view. Normally I hate it when you summon me, but it seems I've been rewarded." The little clown commented.

Your mouth opened in shock. The little shit. You felt Kite pull you closer to him, glaring at his ability.

"Mine! So get lost!" He ordered. At last recovering from his embarrassment and unsummoning the little clown. He vanished with a 'poof,' leaving the two of you by yourselves.

Kite hid his face in your neck.

“I can't believe I….” He started.

“It's okay. It was an accident.” You reassured.

“Right after we…” He continued.

“It's okay. It was a knee jerk response. Besides, it was pretty funny.”

“It’s humiliating.”

You gave a small laugh. Separating yourself from him to cup his face. Making him look you in the eye.

“Let's go get washed up, you baby.”

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Bonus~

You laid down on your side after a long day. It was getting harder and harder for you to be on your feet. From behind you, you could feel Kite slip into bed. Wrapping his arms around you in a spooning position.

One hand resting lovingly over your bump.

"I'm hoping it's a boy." you said quietly.

"Yeah?" He responded.

"Yeah. I think you'd have fun teaching him everything you know. Plus he'd get along with my other two little monsters." 

You snuggled further into him, eyelids becoming heavy with sleep.

"And if it's a girl?" He asked.

"I'm sure she'd have everything she's ever wanted. She'd have you wrapped around her little finger, you know?”

He gave a small hum of agreement. Cuddling into your neck and slowly drifting off.

“I'm fine with either. Boy or girl? It doesn't matter. I'm sure we'll love them either way.” He whispered against your skin.

The two of you falling asleep in peace. Content with how your future would play out. 

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