The sweet smell of the sea was refreshing to say the least. Blue as the sky, the water washed ashore with refreshing waves and slowly backed away, only to repeat the process over and over again. Like a robbers and cops game.
She watched the children build sand castles only for the seawater to come in like a bully and break it to the ground. Some of them wept when their fruits of labor were washed away, but fathers, mothers, and brothers comforted the small, cute cries with distractions; tossing them in the air, a love treat, ice cream in the sun, taking them to the water to play. The sight of the couples probably soothed your eyes more. How lovingly two people in harmony would be wandering in the water, nestled on the beach or just... happy just being together. How she wished she could have said the same about the wedding she was having. Wearing a large, oversized red T-shirt, Rina sat beside her husband, who was lying on a beach mat. The man's eyes were closed as his one arm rested against the back of his neck. It was supposed to be the vacation. They should have fun. What the hell was he doing while meditating on a sunny beach?
"Tokage-kun." Rina started, nudging her husband's arm. "Let's swim."
"I didn't bring my bathing suit." Her husband gave her dejected reply. Toujou Tokage's response and his tone were as indifferent as ever. "I don't want to soak these clothes either."
"You can just use your Fire Ether to dry them." Rina Aizawa, now surnamed Toujou, reminded her husband of his excellent mastery of fire.
"I don't feel like doing this." Once again, she was surprised to expect a different answer.
"We're on vacation. Let's go. Let's enjoy a little." Rina tried to force her hand. Tokage stood up, strands of hair blocking his famous "Black Eye", and for a moment she was excited before he pointed at two people with his one hand. "They're having fun right there, Rina. Have fun with them. I'm not good with…all of this."
Rina sighed as she looked at the couple her husband was referring to.
Dressed in a tight-fitting purple two-piece bikini, every inch of Hotaru's curves was exposed to the world, her big ass bun was also a sight she knew made many heads turn today and not to mention her breasts , a set of cheerful twins that matched Masaki's. Somehow, her Master was no longer the only one in her own league.
Each red-blooded heterosexual man more than once looked at Hotaru with lust in his eyes and a pulse in his pants, but none dared approach her. How could they when they saw the man constantly keeping his arm around her, Hotaru possibly showing off to the world she was with. Dressed in green shorts that went almost to his knees, Kanno Kazuya looked like a brunette statue of the peak of male perfection coming to life. Water glistened on their perfect bodies, but while Hotaru's gave off the glow of a woman who resembled the symbol of fertility, Kazuya appeared to be God disguised in human flesh and she found it hard not to look at her former teammate differently.
Over the years, they all matured. Tokage had gotten more beautiful with each passing year. Itsuka had become a true beauty worthy of making men break their marriages for her. Even her, once almost flat chest, blossomed into a woman of remarkable curves, a plump ass that swayed with every step and breasts that grew bigger after giving birth to her daughter. Apparently, the secret technique her master passed on to her had an effect on her body: the effect being that it made her look like she was a first-rate beauty. Rina at first thought this was a wonderful blessing.
Her husband was... difficult. She understands your pain. All this. Horrible, indescribable, unrecoverable pain that had crippled his social skills since he was a child. Toujou Tokage from a very young age treated things in a few ways: apathy, ignorance, pride, envy and finally hatred. The latter was something that resulted in him losing an arm and never promising to get a replacement as a form of atonement, a small offering for all the mistakes he's made in his life. He had honor and honored his extinct clan for having raised a family. Miko was his legacy. Rina was his wife, Miko's mother and apparently to him she felt it was nothing more than that.
All those years of affection. All those years of telling him out loud how much she loved him hadn't really moved him one bit. Toujou Tokage was beyond emotionally damaged. Physically, he was devoid of desire after how the world, his home, and himself had betrayed him in the process of growing up. When she got married, she thought everything would go as she thought.
But not.
Her husband felt a weight on his shoulders from years of guilt over leaving the home he was born in and doing long-term missions, just in his own company. Leaving her husbandless and letting Miko grow up without a father. His visits were few and far between, so when the newest leader finally had some time off, he ordered Toujou Tokage back home and gave him an S-Rank mission: Escort and Protect your leader during his vacation. This was a friend's excuse to make him spend more time with his wife and daughter. Three days ago, actually, Toujou Tokage wasn't equipped for parenthood and it was weird to say the least.
Rina really thanked Kami when Masaki offered to look after the kids while the adults took a break. Kazuya left a Doppelganger back home, assisted by his best advisor, to control things while he, his wife, Tokage and Rina went with them to this very exotic location. Peace over the years has brought its own set of advantages and fame. That's why Tokage put a concealment rune on every face so that people wouldn't address Kazuya or him without the feeling of invading personal space. Not that anyone dared invade her privacy in any way.
"Okay." Rina said slowly and stood up, defeated, but still tried her last chance by deciding to slowly take off her oversized shirt while her own curves were displayed. The shirt caught around her hips before she yanked harder, letting her ass dangle freely inside her red bikini bottom, her clear midriff glistening in the sun and her breasts bouncing out, defying gravity as she stretched out. back. She blushed a little, noticing the men, women and teenagers looking at her with puzzlement and wonder in their eyes. She looked back at her target and sighed in defeat. He wasn't even looking at her. Eyes closed, staring into the darkness within him. Still, she asked, hungry for something from him. "Are you sure, Tokage-kun?"
"Yes."
Rina didn't hesitate any longer as she walked past dozens of people whose visions they put into her body and headed toward the couple. On the way, however, something interesting happened.
"Damn it!"
"Look at that ass."
"Holy shit, she's hot."
"What the hell are you looking at, you fucking idiot!?"
The last comment made her laugh while the rest made her cheeks look like the color of her hair. Soon she found the couple, waving at them. "Kazuya and Hotaru."
"Hey, Rina."
Rina. It was just Rina. Always Rina. Never 'Rina-chan' as Kazuya used to call her. He hadn't called her that name since that day. Before the Peace Conference, when she tried to divert him from trying to save Tokage when he was labeled a criminal. That hot summer day had his usually warm red eyes looking at her with a more frozen look. He took care of her, he did. Very. Even now. He often threw himself into the line of fire to save her even after that. After all the times she hit him, she rejected him and said there was no chance. Perhaps it was the culmination of that and her lie that made him no longer call her that endearing term. She only had herself to blame.
"Come here, Rina." Hotaru Kanno waved for her to come and soon, she found herself distracted from the thoughts of her distant husband when Kazuya decided to splash her and Hotaru with a wave of water while kicking her with pure force. As she mentioned before, puberty was good for everyone in her generation. Hotaru looked like a bomb, but Kazuya... Oh Kami, she never imagined the day when she would say Kazuya was hot. Her hair was wild and unkempt as ever, longer than ever, her height now making her the tallest of her generation and her muscles… her muscles were perfect. After the war, he was a hot commodity, so when he finally started dating Hotaru and soon became the first of the group to get married, countless women's tears were shed.
As she reveled in the sand, she watched as eyes that had once revered her focused on Hotaru with singular attention. Once the stupid idiot learned of Hotaru's affection, he went beyond earth and sky to make up for all his lost moments. He was so cheesy, yet so romantic at the same time, that it made her angry. Even jealous. Melancholy about what might have been, not to mention, one of the side effects of the secret technique involved her feeling very excited. Something she smothered with her fingers and a great comfort to keep her sated and not break her wedding vows. She wasn't an adulterous woman, nor had she any such intentions, but when she saw Kazuya in particular, especially when he came for a monthly physical, she hoped that one day he would just use Leader's power, blackmail her and tell her to serve your Leader.
That would never happen, of course. This was Kazuya. He would never do that, not to her, not to Tokage and especially his wife. Still, the heart wanted what it could not have and what could have been. Every time she realized she was staring a little too hard, she came up with distractions. Getting turned on around him wasn't an unusual occurrence and seeing him like this made her even hotter. After a long beach ball session when the ex-Team Eleven idiot decided to play, Rina and Hotaru were lying on a big beach blanket while Kazuya went to get them smoothies.
"I'm glad we took a vacation." Hotaru said in the most satisfying of voices. Over the years Hotaru had gotten even more beautiful, she had grown bigger than ever, but it did nothing to hide her huge creamy ass that every passerby was giving her an appreciative look. Rina was not spared either, despite putting her shirt back on.
"Yes." Rina wasn't entirely lying. She was enjoying her time here. Away from the same busy, monotonous life at home, this was simply refreshing. Though she wished her husband would be in a good mood. "I'm glad too."
"Hello ladies." Some boys, yes boys, were around them. About four of them. Young, fit and tanned, they looked at them with lecherous eyes. "Our friends would play ball we're kind of two short. We were hoping you two would participate."
"No thank you." Rina said quickly, trying to be respectful.
"Oh come on." This guy wasn't. He even sat beside her trying to look at her, wagging his eyebrows, she was sure he found that attractive. "We're just going to have some fun. That's all. I'm sure you'd like that."
"I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you all to leave us now." Hotaru stood up, still in her tight purple bikini as her assets swayed with life and his eyes were glued to her. "Then please go away." Rina saw how one of the men on Hotaru's side was trying to reach her. One hand reached for her ass, but before she could stop it, a tanned hand had already grabbed and broken the would-be molester's hand.
"Get out." Kazuya said and Rina had never really heard Kanno Kazuya's voice sound so deep, cold, infuriated. In a second, he'd slammed into them all in a row as they went down clawing at their faces, jaws, broken teeth as his hand with an iron fist shattered the arm of the man she'd dared to touch his wife. "Consider this a warning. Next time you get close to my wife or any of us...I'm going to kill you along with your entire family."
Rina shivered at the tone, her toes curled in her territorial possessiveness over Hotaru. After the clumsy bunch of battered baboons left, running with their tails between their legs, Kazuya left for a while, returning with smoothies and Tokage, dragging him against their will as they sat and savored their drinks. Rina couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy for Hotaru. The gentle, shy girl had seen the heart of gold before either of them, and she looked at Tokage who was just... drinking so carelessly as Kazuya placed Hotaru on his shoulder, his face against hers as they shared a big smoothie Of Strawberry.
~xXx~
"AAAAH! Yes! Oh yes Kami! Kazuya!" Hotaru screamed, her chest heaving and falling constantly as she began to pant in hard breaths. Kazuya's cock filled her insides, completely touching up all possible erogenous pleasure zones and making Hotaru suddenly come as she felt the head push into her cervix.
Kazuya knew exactly how his wife loved sex. Shivering violently, the woman he loved let out a shrill cry of ecstasy before clenching her wet muscles all along her length in orgasm.
"You are so tight, Hotaru!" Kazuya praised seeing Hotaru's beautiful contorted form shudder sporadically along her entire length. He shuddered at the feel of her vaginal walls tighten and spurt all over her cock, she came hard and it took a fair amount of resistance for him not to come at the time too. Since he lost his virginity to her, on one of her dates, he was very hungry. Suddenly Hanashiro being a proud pervert made sense to him and every day after that he looked for an excuse to have sex with his girlfriend, who later became his wife. How she should be. Since he became Leader, however, he has had to come home late, but he has never missed a night of passion. Although he couldn't go past a round, he needed to rest and go to the office very early in the morning.
Your vacation has set you free. All that libido he stored up, all that pent-up resistance turning to frustration turned to thrusts and grunts and it would all go to his lovely wife.
"Kazuya! You…I…KAMI!" Hotaru couldn't finish her thought when Kazuya began to thrust her hips hard into his body. His eyes intensified, watching him in awe as his huge cock dipped in and out of her pussy gently with wet paddle strokes. Hotaru's pussy crushed and squeezed his cock tightly as her hands gripped his forearms, letting him take her fully.
"So fucking good. I missed you so much!" Hotaru screamed a lot, and despite the silencers in the room, Kazuya didn't want to traumatize his children. Here it was different, even if the seals are open. Let the world hear how he made love to his wife. Soft slaps of his hips resonated from her groin hitting her waist, her toes curling visibly as his big balls slapped against her buttocks. Hotaru's body began rocking back and forth gently along the surface of the bed, being slowly fucked and feeling his mind turn to mush because of it. Hotaru appreciated her softer touches too; he was so cute of her.
In and out of Kazuya's huge cock dove right into her folds, stretching her as she adjusted to him and only him, Hotaru was moaning softly in her throat as Kazuya started to slow down and then increased the pace and began to hit harder on your body.
"I love you! I love you so much, Kazuya-kun! Don't fucking stop!" Hotaru moaned throwing his head back, he could feel his body was in pure ecstasy. Kazuya didn't say anything and instead smiled confidently as he paddled and pushed his hips against her body, feeling her vaginal muscles tighten and pull on his cock quickly. He watched her, becoming mesmerized by her beauty in this primal state of heat and savored how her insides churned with heightened excitement as he pumped back and forth with hammer thrusts. Her body moved in harmony with hers as both legs were slung over her shoulders as he bucked and fucked his thick cock into her drenched and tight pussy cautiously.
"OH KAMI! I'm coming again!" Hotaru howled feeling her face crease in pure ecstasy with her eyes closed and her chest out, drawing him in to lock his hungry lips on her breasts. Seeing them jerk and sway back and forth constantly made him want to feed from them as he did to her almost every night.
Feeling his end building, Kazuya reached down and placed his hands under Hotaru's creamy pear-shaped buttocks, gripping her hips and lifting her off the bed. Her legs immediately wrapped around his waist until she felt his forearms pushing them back, spreading them high into the air. Hotaru was still lying against the sheet-covered mattress as Kazuya descended on her with the full weight of his brick body, pinning her further and arousing her in the process. Then her arms wrapped around his neck, keeping her tightly sheathed over him, Kazuya gripped his hands tightly around her waist, squeezing her skin tenderly between his fingers as he frantically pounded her body.
Kazuya's cock began to pound deeper into her body, entering her own womb and driving Hotaru mad with carnal delight, her blue eyes rolled back in their sockets as a delirious smile formed on her face. She started jumping against Kazuya's body squeezing her breasts into his pecs while rocking her hips frantically on his throbbing cock.
Hotaru let out another high-pitched moan again, twitching in another surge of sensitive arousal as Kazuya's cock throbbed inside her pussy. She was close and her walls were greedily sucking on her shaft, urging him to release as she clung to him. Her face rested inside the crook of her neck while her hips now pressed tightly into her waist tightening her pelvic muscles. Kazuya moaned and tilted his head back, feeling his hips reflexively thrust into her pussy at a fast pace, ready to explode his load.
Her body yearned for her seed and wanted to reproduce it again, Kazuya yearned to make her a mother again and thoughts of getting his wife pregnant a third time rejected him even more.
"OH FUCK YOU!" Hotaru screamed and threw her head back moaning loudly as she succumbed to her orgasm. She rose higher, letting her breasts suffocate his neck as she desperately clung to her body with her pussy trembling with climax. Her walls pulled and sucked greedily at his sensitive throbbing length as she rocked her hips back and forth on him in an orgasmic rush. For Kazuya that was it, the feeling in her balls intensified and he grunted through clenched teeth before pushing himself inside Hotaru's body, feeling her cock fully penetrate his fertile and unprotected womb.
Throwing his head back and moaning, Kazuya felt his balls flex and swell before his throbbing shaft continually pumped into his beautiful and loving wife's pussy. The sensation was incredible to him as string after string of thick, heavily potent seed erupted from the tip of her cock and spilled into Hotaru's womb, drowning any and all eggs in her sperm. With absolute enthusiasm, he pumped her constantly as sperm began to leak from Hotaru's heavily stuffed pussy.
Once Hotaru stopped shivering and shivering in her body, she finished riding her climax and fell with a wide delirious smile on her face feeling utter satisfaction, one he kissed first on her cheeks, then her nose, her forehead, her chin and claiming those lips he couldn't go a day without kissing. It took a while for them to get up and go take a shower, when a member of her told her: 'Do it again!' He did that. Hotaru didn't mind either and it was almost dark when his wife said something that shocked him.
"I am a terrible wife, am I not?"
"WHICH?!" Kazuya yelled aloud was much like his own childhood time would do. Did he fuck your wife down to brain damage? "Why would you say something like that? You're the best wife in the world honey. Okay, maybe Mom is on the same level as you, given how much she told me she loved Dad, but why would you say that?"
"I'm not what I used to be." Hotaru said with a rather haggard look.
"That's not true! You're sexier than ever Hohime." Kazuya said this and watched her blush cutely. Kami, she was so cute. The statement also annoyed him for the truth it contained. "I swear to Kami, if one more guy tries to flirt with you, I'll rip his dick off and shove it so deep in your ass, he'll-!"
"I didn't mean that, Kazuya." Hotaru put a hand over her husband's mouth. He kissed her. "I meant a few days ago, I realized how out of shape I am in terms of keeping up with you. I've gotten used to the one-round sessions we had every night, anything else becomes a little tiring."
"Meh, meh." Kazuya cheered her up, despite calling the hourly quickies they had every night a 'session'. "It's not a problem, Hotaru. Besides, I still have you every day and every night."
"You are so tacky, Kazuya." Hotaru buried her head in his bare chest as he wrapped his arms around her. "Rina was looking at you again today."
Kazuya sighed deeply. This was something he didn't want to talk about. He'd talked to the old woman about Rina's... development over the years, earning her a thump on the head, but she explained that it was part of the effect of the Rebirth of Creation, as Masaki didn't know that going through the pregnancy would cause that. her protégé's body ripened in such a delicious way. He had seen the looks of his ex-teammate, his best friend's wife, his niece/daughter's mother in all but blood. And the looks she gave him were something he'd craved before, but it was too little, too late and, to be honest, it irritated him sometimes. If it hadn't happened that day when she lied to him, falsely claiming that she loved him, he would have called her Rina-chan by now, like she always used to.
And during his physical exams, he noticed all the signs and ignored them. He wouldn't betray Hotaru. If he managed to go through two pregnancies when his libido was much more atrocious, that was nothing. Fixing hourly quickies every night with his beloved wife was something of a gift to him, especially to someone who had grown up without a family. He wouldn't screw it up under any circumstances.
"Yeah, I got it. I'm going to talk to Tokage again." Kazuya said with a sigh of defeat. It was really night that he knew that. His best friend, soul brother as he liked to call him and who annoyed the Tokage a lot, was not like him. His emotions were contained. Subdued. Almost afraid to leave. The trauma he had suffered as a boy still haunted the man he had become and he wished, begged, that he could do something about it. There were times when he wished that Tenko's hawk, the one with Meiko's soul, was still with him. He would order his friend to be normal. Who was he kidding? He wouldn't. He couldn't do that to his friends.
"He won't do anything. If he did, he would have done it already." Hotaru said as he put on some panties, bending down as he got a full view of his wife's cheeks and her pussy that was calling him in for a small snack. She wore a pair of pants that accentuated her thick thighs and powerful buttocks, wrapping tightly around her waist as she pulled on a purple blouse that made her breasts look like they were about to explode as her belly was still exposed.
Kazuya was so happy that they were away from home, it allowed his usually tense wife to dress more liberally.
"What the hell can we do?" Kazuya said, not really finding a solution. "That guy, I can't even force him to do something I know he won't do."
"He is also her husband. Not just the patriarch of Clan Toujou." Hotaru spoke, almost angrily. "He doesn't have to be the best husband in the world, but he can definitely try."
Kazuya didn't want to talk about it too much as he wore a dark blue shirt, pants and shoes while going out with his wife. They had dinner plans with Tokage and Rina, and he didn't want to keep them waiting. Tokage was dressed in a black shirt and black pants, a black cape focused on the side where he didn't have an arm. His friend was stubborn about not getting one. Rina was dressed in a red T-shirt and brown pants, though he could see her belly button and the fabrics stretched against the assets she'd blossomed over the years.
Once at the restaurant, getting a table for four, Kazuya sat comfortably nestled against Hotaru with his left hand wrapped around her exposed waist as he held her close to her as she ate and fed him. Kazuya chewed happily, enjoying his free time. He missed Basara and Satoshi a lot, like I really miss it, but he needed some free time too, with his wife mainly.
That would keep him recharged for a few more months on end.
During dinner, he started all the pranks by making his wife laugh at their silly conversations, irritating Tokage, who sarcastically came back with quick jokes, but Kazuya eventually caught up. Through it all, he noticed how Rina's eyes darkened as she looked at him, past Hotaru, his hand resting around her, and then to him, looking away when he caught her looking at them.
What Kazuya didn't expect was to come face to face with the Ether of Dimensional Illusion when Kazuya realized that everything around him was an endless white void.
"Bastard, what the hell was that?"
[It's finally time, Kazuya!]
A red crow-shaped cloud suddenly appeared out of nowhere with a declaration loudly in its mind.
[The treacherous bastard finally wants to betray us. Destroying everything you hold dear! Make it quick! Kill him! Bathe in their blood!]
"Calm down the fuck Redclaw! I'm sure he has a good explanation for this." Kazuya said and immediately Toujou Tokage was in front of him, doing his best Toujou Tenko impression. "So, do you mind explaining why you did this?"
"I needed to talk to you in private."
"Hi Hi." Kazuya put his arm around his best friend's shoulder as they walked into the endless void. "What could be so important that you needed to drag me here?"
And from that point on, Kanno Kazuya's head hurt. First in disbelief, then he thought it was a joke, followed by comical indignation, before finally continuing to pound his head into the endless white floor around them. It didn't even hurt. He couldn't even say another word as he left the palace of illusion created by the genius Toujou Tokage. Two seconds. All that time had passed while the Tokage went back to eating his dinner with one hand.
"Kazuya." Hotaru looked at him with blue eyes and Kazuya could still feel Rina's lingering gaze returning to him from time to time. "What is wrong?"
Kazuya sighed. He needed to come up with an excuse quickly. Many thoughts rumbled through his head. Building and threatening to explode. "Bathroom"
"Pathetic." He hated Tokage so much. He hated hiding something like that. Hated for suddenly dropping something like that on him.
~xXx~
Toujou Rina was so angry. Angry with herself for having such unpleasant thoughts during dinner, when Kazuya was clinging to his wife like glue, imagining what she would look like in a similar way. With Tokage, of course. She needed to replace that Tokage image, of course. Though it didn't fit well. On the one hand, Tokage's build consisted of leaner muscles, powerful and powerful, and perfect, but Kazuya's was more domineering to be honest. The best way to describe this would be if Yanaga Chisaki didn't rely solely on her Lightning Ether and mix the right amount of natural speed with her muscles. Less muscle mass, but virtually no fat and still strong enough to break a mountain in half. Not to mention that Kazuya still had his Ether, of which there was a fragment of the planet in it. She tried to push those thoughts away, but the night was much hotter than she thought and Tokage resigned himself to spending time with her.
When confronting him with the reason for all this, he replied that the full moon reminded him of the night his clan was killed. Tokage didn't mince his words, and it was true. Full moon nights were difficult for the Tokage. She wished she could take her pain away; she tried once, hugging him from behind when one of those nights passed, he didn't push her away, but he didn't take her back either. Sweating a little as the heat increased, Rina decided to get herself a drink and found herself in front of a vending machine. Grabbing a nice iced tea for herself, the matriarch of Clan Toujou passed the room where Kazuya and Hotaru were, eager to take a shower and do something to kill time. She would have done it. That was her intention. Pure and immaculate. If the door hadn't been open, if the sound of moans and grunts hadn't escaped, Rina would have walked right past it.
But she didn't.
With all the training in the world, Rina quietly opened the door wider and quickly entered. There was a giant wardrobe blocking the view of the door, as it was in her and Tokage's room, and keeping the noise in mind, she closed the door in sync with how those... lewd noises came. Taking a sideways look, her green eyes widened as she watched shirtless Kazuya vigorously finger Hotaru, who was still in the clothes she'd been wearing for dinner. In the ladies' room, she asked Hotaru what made her dress so boldly for a change, and she replied that she loved showing off for her husband. Was because of this.
Her breasts were already struggling to get out of the tank top that barely contained them, and Kazuya like a damned wild animal was groping his wife with one hand and the other stroking her femininity under her jeans.
"Oh, Kazuya~" Hotaru moaned and said her name like honey to her ears. She was in a dream state. Frantic with passion. "You are such an insatiable beast. We made it before we went out to dinner."
"I know." Kazuya said with a cheeky smile, but her tone of voice was much wilder, reminding her of the voice she heard on the beach. A voice of absolute command and control. "You can blame me, I could barely keep my hands off you at dinner. I tried to get in from behind, but you wouldn't let me. It was kind of disappointing, you know-" Kazuya was silenced by Hotaru's lips crashing against his own, hesitating for a moment before leaning forward and slowly starting to master the kiss.
After that moment, the man pushed the blue-haired woman to the ground and did not hesitate to rip the tank off her body, exposing her abundant chest, feeling them, squeezing them before starting to take his off, once again showing the muscles he's developed over the years.
Savoring the sigh of excitement that had left the once meek Hotaru, a smile played across his lips. "Why don't you give me a good blowjob Hotaru? I think I really want to feel those soft lips of yours around my cock."
Rina's green eyes widened in surprise when she saw her ex-teammate's cock pop out of his discarded pants; by no means her husband was small, but it was very clear that Kazuya was thicker and longer than Tokage. Her husband wasn't incapable either, but beyond the time they made little Miko, he rarely got intimate or horny because of it. Immediately, something in the back of her mind wanted to be in Hotaru and Tokage's place taking Kazuya's, a desire to want to be forced into it, but the image of a dick like that and Tokage didn't match. It wasn't her style.
Catching her lower lip between her teeth, Rina continued to watch as Hotaru got to her knees and looked toward her.
Toujou Tokage's wife quickly hid as best she could from view, not wanting to be caught in her accidental voyeurism and silently held her breath. However, there was nothing she could do about the arousal she started to trickle between her thighs at the sight of her friend wrapping her lips around Kazuya's cock.
Rina could tell that Hotaru was having the best of her life when she started to nod her head along her husband's exceptionally large shaft, even using her giant breasts to cushion him on both sides and it left something inside her very more jealous than she possibly thought she could be. She had never seen Kazuya be a little rough with Hotaru before, so it surprised her deeply when Kazuya stood up and grabbed each side of Hotaru's head, immediately starting to slowly shove his entire length into her mouth. A soft, pleasurable moan left her lips when Rina could tell he was feeling the woman's tongue beginning to work on her shaft the deeper he pushed inside her, holding tighter to the sides of her head as her soft breasts began to work.
"Fuck you. I never get tired of you, Hotaru." Kazuya said and smiled and watched her intently as his thrusts became faster. "Kanno Hotaru, you are the best kind of wife anyone could ask for." An excited laugh echoed through the room as Kazuya pulled the busty woman to the base of her shaft, keeping her down and making her choke on his length. "And to think I ignored you for so many years. I'll make up for it every night. Trust me."
Rina gasped softly as she watched Kazuya slap his wife, before she offered her other cheek and he repeated his action. Biting her lip harder, she began to question why she continued to watch what was happening.
It was such a strange thing, getting turned on to see Kazuya being so…rude and using someone like Hotaru, who was just steps away from being an angel, to gladly accept such abuse with romantic intentions.
It made her mind wander about how much she'd been missing out on in her life since she'd first developed her crush on the Tokage, making her heart sink in her stomach at the missed opportunities. All those times Kazuya asked her out. All those times she flatly rejected him for someone who, ultimately, oppressed by her blood, sought revenge for the one who toppled her clan.
Something in the back of her mind wanted her to get up and run into the bedroom, joining the other woman, but her loyalty to her sleeping husband kept her in place. She loved Toujou Tokage with all her heart. She wouldn't betray him.
Rina repeated this mantra to her, because even though her heart was in the right place, her mind was telling her something else. A voice she'd long suppressed, coming back with a vengeance as her eyes burned the memory in her brain. Something she could have but she would never have and all because of the choices she made.
All she needed was an extra push to delve into the supposed depravity of stepping forward, committing the biggest sin a marriage partner could commit. Betrayal.
Would she do that? Would she just walk into the room and forget everything her finger ring represented? No, she didn't want to have such thoughts. She needed to leave.
The sound of love enfolded her again.
Hotaru placed her hands on her man's thighs and began to move her head in time with his thrusts, moaning and moaning softly at the feel of his shaft plunging deep into her throat.
The bluenette must have loved how perfectly her throat was molding to the shape of her husband's cock, closing her eyes and letting him take advantage of her all the while, while a deep feeling of lust and envy continued to build inside Rina.
Every passing moment of passion was getting better than the one before when she saw Hotaru suddenly pulled down to the base of his shaft, and Rina could tell by how his balls visibly pulsed, a thick, sticky strand of cum was covering her throat, making sure her airflow stopped for a moment.
The happily married Hotaru swallowed cum that reached the back of her throat, letting out a muffled, blissful cry as Rina saw Kazuya's shaft continue to pump and throb, releasing what she assumed was an almost torrent flooding her mouth and covering her tongue. However, Hotaru didn't dodge to catch her breath, as she eagerly swallowed as much as she could, pouting silently as some managed to get out of the corners of her lips and down her chin to her breasts.
Even from the corner, Rina could tell that Kazuya's seed was just…different. Look at that subtle whitish coloration. The tasteful thickness of it. Oh my Kami, it even has a strong smell.
The man known as Kanno Kazuya smiled and pulled out of Hotaru's mouth, grabbing the base of his cock and throwing it in Hotaru's face with an arrogant chuckle as he watched her blessed eyes gravitate to the member that was sitting in her face.
"Did you like your taste, Hotaru? Want me to get you pregnant again? Basara could always love having a little brother." Kazuya asked his wife teasingly as he rocked his hips perfectly to slap the bluenette's cheek with his cock hard enough to leave a mark that quickly faded, keeping his smile and looking at her with his deep red eyes. "Well I can too, I've always wanted a big family." Without another word, the powerfully built man pushed the blue-eyed woman onto the bed, she arched her back and he straddled her lap, placing his cock between her huge breasts and immediately starting to roll her hips. "But, I think I want to make a little mess first."
Rina let out a silent, barely audible sigh as she felt his hand move between her thighs, her middle finger already starting to stir in her wet folds as she watched the scene continue to unfold in front of her. Her heart soared inside her chest as she brought her free hand to her now well-developed chest, massaging the soft mound as she began to pleasure herself, imagining herself in Hotaru's position. Imagining all those same words being said to her. She tried her best to imagine Tokage saying such things, but again it was only Kazuya who fit the role more.
The idea of having such a big, thick cock between her breasts was something she'd always dreamed of doing, like every other straight woman, but she'd never been able to do it with Tokage's size and almost sexless demeanor. "Oh fuck you..."
Immediately, silence ensued and for a moment Rina thought the cat was out of the bag. A smile spread across Hotaru's face as she looked at the man she'd loved since her youth and squeezed her huge breasts around his cock.
"You love my breasts, don't you, Kazuya? How soft and warm they are around your big… thick… perfect cock? You're so insatiable sometimes. I don't know if I can keep up with you all the time." The seductive and adorable tone in Hotaru's voice easily conquers a soft moan from Kazuya, doing her best to lick and kiss the tip of her cock every time it was close enough for her lips to reach.
Oh Rina could almost taste it.
"Of course I do! I love everything about you. And I really don't get as much time with you as I'd like, stupid paperwork and all that. These quickies are fun, but it's been a long time since I've had a chance to let go like that, and barely I can wait to paint your insides white my sweet naughty princess. Hehehehe..." Even in his dirty talk, even when he was a monster when his most primal instincts took over, Kazuya was still the same person she knew. Bubbly, warm...loving.
Hotaru paused her teasing little kissing sessions with his cock nestled and bursting through the valley of her breasts and said something. Words Rina couldn't believe with her ears.
"I know, Kazuya and I love you. But sometimes, you become too much to handle even for me."
"It's not my fault. It's the only way I know how to relax these days."
"What if we…" Hotaru said and walked away slowly. "... Did we bring someone else to take care of you?"
"Eh?" Kazuya's reaction was the same as Rina, only vocal. "But I love you."
"I know, but I never said I'd make you stop doing what you do to me. After all, you're mine." The way Hotaru said it... it hurt like hell. Her hand was on his chest, her eyes fixed on his.
"...I think it's fine, but I won't let you off the hook."
"I never get tired of you." And with that they kissed and Rina was now on the verge of crying.
To have such an open relationship... and so strong. No wonder Kazuya loved his wife so much, no wonder he always exaggerated, no wonder she understood Itsuko's complaints about his assistant showing up every day to buy flowers for his wife and bothering her.
"I love you too, Hotaru. More than anyone else."
A tear finally leaked out when Rina heard him say those words with such devotion. No matter what girl they brought, her heart was turned towards Hotaru and nothing would change that. She had to leave. Rina couldn't take it anymore.
"But just curiously, who do you have in mind? Ever since you've brought it up."
"Oh. I was thinking about Rina."
And then Rina finally stopped.
"Rina, huh?" Kazuya asked.
It wasn't Rina-chan anymore, as he called her. Something he's stopped saying since she'd lied to him about liking him, to keep him from going after her husband, who's achieved criminal status. He still cared about her, but she really missed the nickname he had for her. Now, more than never. Her tone of voice was also cautious.
"Rina is married. To the person she's always loved no less. Why would I ruin a marriage like that?" Kazuya asked.
"Why not?" Hotaru asked a question Rina didn't dare think about. "Rina isn't attractive? Does she fill your chest and all your curves over the years? Or are you afraid to awaken old feelings again?"
"Never." The way Kazuya didn't even hesitate to shoot that possibility made Rina's head ache, her chest even more. "I thought I loved her, but that changed when she lied to me. When Tokage was framed. It was the most humiliating moment of my life. Having all the trust you've built with someone being taken advantage of and then thrown in your face."
Rina could never look Kazuya in the eye again. If that was how he felt, why did he still care about her? Still struggling to save her through the skin of your teeth so many times? Because he is Kazuya, she answered her own question.
"You didn't answer my other question, dear. Don't you find her attractive?"
"Of course I find Rina attractive." Kazuya said and Rina felt her cheeks burn. "I've always thought her beautiful since she was young. So the old hag told me, Rina was developing a massive headache as a side effect of her secret technique, but her ass is probably her best feature."
Rina monotonously listened to the rest of what he was saying and closed her eyes. At least I know he thinks I'm good enough to look at. God, what am I thinking? Go back to your room. This is not your life. Opening her eyes, she found herself staring into blue eyes as the Hotaru woman came face to face with her, although Rina was a little taller. Her finger slowly reached the residue of Kazuya's seed in her breast and Hotaru rubbed against her lips.
"Hotaru!" Almost immediately, Rina realized she wasn't standing in the hiding place by the door, but in front of Kazuya. A naked Kazuya whose thing was straight as a stick, hard and oozing pre-cum. Hotaru's equally attractive, naked body pressed against him, her hand snaking around his hip possessively.
"No…I shouldn't be doing this…What are you two…what are you two doing to me…" Rina said and something inside her told her to turn around and run as fast as she could to the husband's side. She had the strength and skill to do this, but when she felt Hotaru's hand on the back of her head, that thought was erased from her mind as her lips met in a hot, passionate kiss.
Her tongues changed the fluids in a heated way and Rina realized she was tasting her sperm, Kazuya's sperm, on Hotaru's lips. After feeling the other woman's hands slowly exploring her body as everything turned from the kiss, the married woman felt her clothes slip from her body and fall to the floor around her, leaving her in her underwear, exposed to the couple before your.
"It's okay, Rina. We know you haven't exactly been…happy with your marriage."
"This is not true!" Rina lied as she covered her sizable chest and her shame-soaked panties. And lust. Kazuya's red eyes usually filled with heat and empathy were getting hard. Hard as his big throbbing cock.
"You shouldn't lie, Rina." Kazuya told Rina. No, he ordered Rina. "You were never really good at it."
"How…how do you know?" Rina asked as Hotaru hugged her from behind. Despite her growth, Hotaru's breasts were still bigger than hers, and she felt them push against her back like two soft pillows as the woman's hand cupped her own breasts, rubbing and stroking them intimately over her black bra .
"Itsuka told me about this some time ago." Hotaru said.
'That bitch!' Rina thought furiously. 'She really couldn't keep her mouth shut.'
"Itsuka told me how unhappy you are, not just physically. I told Kazuya about it too, and he told me it's not your fault Tokage isn't sexually active."
"I…" Rina tried to form a sentence but only moaned as the busty woman's hand slipped inside her panties, rubbing against her damp, eager slit. "It's wrong…"
"What Tokage is doing to you is wrong, Rina." Kazuya spoke. Her hand ripped off her bra and panties while Rina felt butterflies fluttering like a storm inside her gut. "Besides, if that bastard would just open up a bit and talk to you about…it doesn't matter. We're doing this to help him."
"I shouldn't…" Rina thought back to the day she got married. The day her wish came true. What followed was reality when she realized that the marriage she had envisioned with Tokage was far grander in her mind than in reality. She was still the same girl who yearned for the teenage Tokage, not the man he'd grown up to be or the woman she'd become.
"You should not." Kazuya put a hand on her shoulder. Big, burly, strong. He didn't even have to force her. Rina was on her knees, facing the one-eyed monster that was staring right in the face.
"Kazuya might be a little too much for you to handle at first." Said the man's wife. She could say that again. Hotaru smiled, licking her lips and very gently guided Rina to her husband's cock, stopping when she was only inches away from the cock that was still tall and hard. "Let me help you get started. It's pretty obvious you want to, since you were jerking off the whole time you were watching us."
Hotaru's hand still on the back of her head, the bluenette leaned closer and closer to the stick that was standing right in front of them. "Just give it a kiss and a good lick, Rina. I can promise you that. All that frustration you have will be smothered." The blue eyed woman was convincing her easily, smiling and moving her hand slowly to the back of Rina's head as she gave her friend a loving kiss and licked cock.
Rina's green eyes widened at the taste of his cock against her tongue. She liked. She didn't want to think straight. She just didn't want to. And she released him.
Rina wrapped her lips around the head of his cock and pushed herself forward on his length. She was admittedly surprised when Hotaru joined her and wrapped her lips around her husband's still full and heavy balls, gasping silently at the feel of Kazuya's hands on the side of her head.
It was gentler than she thought, his touch, the traitor woman knew she should be hating herself for what was happening now, that she shouldn't be turned on by the feel of someone's cock in her mouth that wasn't Tokage.
However, it quickly didn't matter to her when she was yanked under Kazuya's cock with enough force to nearly knock the air out of her lungs, her throat and neck forming a clear bulge of his massive cock sitting as deeply inside her as it could.
"Can't say you were wrong in your choice, Hotaru. Rina's throat is tight as hell." Kazuya said.
Rina who never in her wildest thoughts imagined that Kazuya would praise her that way. What was slow at first started to get manic soon, as he began to roughly fuck Rina's throat without any regard for his own well-being, all the while patting his wife on the head, who was giving her bag of expect a little bit of your oral love. Rina was quickly starting to enjoy the feel of the huge cock around her lips, in her mouth and in her throat.
Kazuya spoke, fucking Rina's throat harder. "You know, I used to wonder what you would look like if that happened. I can't say I'm disappointed. But you're not as good as Hotaru."
The words hurt her, irritated her, made her jealous and sad at the same time. She was once the apple of Kazuya's eye, now she was just an afterthought. Strangely motivated, she sucked harder. Trying to keep up with her rhythm; Her teammate was known for her ungodly attacks of resistance, but she wasn't sloppy either. In her excitement, she pushed Hotaru away and Kazuya pulled her face against his groin, nearly slamming her pelvis into her nose and holding her there. She coughed, choked, choked before hitting his legs, wanting to breathe. Kazuya relented and then slapped her cheek hard enough to leave a mark, just like he had done with Hotaru.
"Don't push her out of the way." It was terrifying the way Kazuya said it.
Rina was scared and more excited. "I'm very sorry." Rina got another slap. This one hurt harder. "I'm sorry, Kazuya!"
"What the fuck is your problem? She's the one who convinced me to get you some. And you push her out of the way?"
"Calm down, Kazuya." It was amazing how quickly Hotaru's words took effect on Kazuya. "Rina was just excited. Weren't you Rina?"
"Yes. I'm sorry, Hotaru." Rina said quickly.
Hotaru nodded to her action. She looked back at Kazuya whose glow had softened, but she liked it when he looked at her.
"Open your mouth." Kazuya ordered and Rina obeyed and obediently resumed her pace. Hotaru leaned in behind her, bringing his hand down between her legs and teasing her clit, making her fill the room with her moans.
Rina shivered at the touch; she was mostly focused on once again pleasing the cock that was lodged in her throat and making sure not to part with it again, but Hotaru's care was giving her that extra push she didn't know she needed to get into the rhythm of things and have the best night of her life. Without saying a word to either of the other two in the room, Hotaru slapped her quivering pussy several times as Rina felt a surge of unearthly pleasure. Her entire body shook. A thousand nerves caught fire when she saw the white fall on Kazuya's cock as it hit the back of her throat and she had a seizure. Her strong hand gripped her cherry silk curls, holding her in place.
The whole world has disappeared. The only thing she knew was immeasurable levels of pleasure as the thick cock formed her bottom lips, something that could fuck her and tear her apart until she couldn't walk anymore, was still fucking her throat like there was no tomorrow . Her mind was swimming in possibilities of lost happiness until she felt his fingers cup her well-endowed breasts. This time, jolts of pleasure erupted from there as her nipples hardened unbelievably and once again it all disappeared and turned into a mushy feeling of pleasure that dulled every other sensation she had.
Closing her eyes tightly, a loud gasp left her lips as her breasts were touched, the feeling of ecstasy passing through her just getting better. She remembered falling, trying to catch her breath. In a puddle of your own making. Slipping, falling into her failure to get up when Hotaru pulled her onto the bed and her legs parted. Something long, thick, massive and warm rested on her belly. It was Kazuya's cock.
Rina watched it all happen slowly in front of her. As Kazuya positioned himself a little back, aligning her member against her ultra sensitive pussy. She came blatantly with only him nudging her entrance and then, in a sweeping fall, she felt his cock push into her and sink in a quick thrust, spreading her inner walls and pressing against her cervix without giving her time. to adjust. Her mind was so focused on the pleasure that coursed through her with Hotaru's help that for a moment she forgot who she was. She was not the wife of the Clan Toujou patriarch at the time. No, she was Rina Aizawa again. The Team Eleven doctor and the pure pleasure she got at once, the girth inside her made her feel a virgin again.
"You know what, Hotaru." Kazuya said, quickly slapping Rina's huge mounds, bringing another achingly pleasurable sigh from her, something he seemed to savor and savor as he lingered inside her tight cunt that just seemed to spasm around its shaft as if she needed it more than everything in the world.
"She pushed you away. It's only fair that she makes up for it too. Sit on her face." Almost instantly, Eishida Hotaru's entrance was hovering over her face, and she did what her husband told her: placing her plump ass directly over Rina's face, her tailgate hovering just above her mouth from her position.
Kazuya slowly began to pull out of the married woman's pussy, leaving only the tip of his cock inside her before pushing back in and filling her once more, his tongue hanging out, furiously licking Hotaru's pussy.
"Fuck her... She's tighter than I thought. I think she can be as tight as you mmmmpmh." Kazuya said and Rina couldn't see straight due to the woman's thick thighs, but the kissing sounds were familiar and she could imagine Hotaru's arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him into a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together as Rina just lay back. and took the fuck she was being given. This was her gift to her.
She wouldn't waste it.
Hotaru's weight was almost suffocating her, but she couldn't stop. No. She would be slapped again. Kazuya would take his cock from her again. She couldn't let that happen. So she did the only thing she could: eat Eishida Hotaru's pussy and hang on.
There was no doubt that Kazuya was dominating the kiss and pushing her, her wife must have been loving the feel of her tongue in her mouth. It was pretty obvious to her that he was doing this to ensure that Rina never forgot her place tonight, which was clearly beneath him as he continued to affectionately kiss his wife and fuck Rina like a whore, not even bothering to ask if she was okay with how she was almost being suffocated. However, Rina didn't care that Kazuya thought so. It was fair. She was depraved for love. She conforms to lust. Longing for the man who would still protect her from anything that threatened her, and better yet, fuck her brains out like he was doing perfectly fine now. She also hasn't forgotten about Hotaru. It was because of her that she got it. Shifting slightly, her tongue began teasing her ass, her gentle hands holding Kazuya's wife's ass firmly.
"I think Rina is finally ready."
Rina heard Hotaru speak against the man's lips as their kisses still linger. This stopped Rina's back from arching her back at the pleasure that seemed to build inside her.
"I want you to fuck her properly, Kazuya. She's one of her oldest friends and I'm sure she regrets the lie she told her all those years ago."
Rina at this point was once again lost in a world of her own as the thrusts built even faster and Rina babbled nonsense, shivering and crying and screaming and screaming in pleasure as each thrust hit harder than the one before. Every time Kazuya's cock reached a point that made her hotter. She felt like she was going to explode, but she wouldn't dare stop letting this magnificent cock fuck her senseless. The thought of getting fucked so hard every day after that filled her mind, and she wanted more and more as time passed, having already wanted to be filled with his seed the moment it was penetrated. Wrapping her arms around Hotaru's thighs, Rina thrust forward and forced her tongue into the married woman's ass, as far as she could go deep into her puckered hole. It was amazing to have his cock pumping in and out of her repeatedly, much faster than Tokage had ever been during the time they were trying to conceive Miko.
"K-Kazuya!" The word was muffled against the bluenette's ass, but it was heard loud and clear by everyone in the room.
"I heard you. Get ready for this… Rina-chan!" Kazuya said with just one more word. Just one word, but she felt whole again. Kazuya moved his hands to Rina's hips and started pushing faster and harder than before, unbelievably. Every inch of his thick, throbbing cock plunged into her thunderous thrusts. It didn't take long for Kidneys to come once more. Hotaru's fully groomed ass was almost making a mark on her face drowning out her incessant loud moans as Kazuya came, filling Rina with thick, almost scalding strings of sticky, fertile cum, cradling her uterus to the brim as Hotaru squeezed her thighs around from Rina's head
Rina's legs instinctively wrapped around Kazuya's torso, pulling him as close as she could, as some of her cum started to spill from her hole due to being fully filled, loving the feel of his cum simply draining from her when Hotaru finally her face came out.
"Fuck Rina-chan. Hotaru she's still trying to squeeze me." Kazuya said happily as he came inside Rina.
"Of course she is dear. Rina-chan has been starving for so long." Hotaru couldn't help but laugh, before lying down on top of Rina, and bent down just enough to capture her lips in a loving, gentle kiss. "How do you feel, Rina-chan?"
"It was... it was... Oh Kami!" Was all Rina managed to say before feeling another wave of pleasure coursing through her as the mere act of Kazuya pulling away from her made her come again.
"You did well, Rina-chan." Hotaru told her as she moaned and Rina finally managed to lift her head to see what happened. Kazuya was hard again, and already had balls deep in his wife. Hotaru knelt and leaned back and Rina watched in a daze as her shaft settled so comfortably in his wife's grip. Hotaru turned her head and Kazuya captured her lips in a heated kiss.
As if Kazuya had been away from her for years, his hands eagerly cupped her breasts before a hand landed on her stomach.
"I wasn't kidding about getting you pregnant tonight, Hotaru." Kazuya said happily.
Rina deeply wished to be the recipient of those words, but she knew that wouldn't happen. That wasn't her role, nor her claim to do it.
"Rina." Hotaru told her between moans, 'oooh's and' aaah's. "Make sure you clean up and perform an anti-pregnancy spell."
"…Okay." Rina nodded and stopped quickly. "Err… can I watch?"
"Sure!" Kazuya replied and nodded to her. "But you can't stay here all night, Tokage is still in the room. Or did you forget?"
"N-No." Rina lied. "Of course I know. I'll just... tell him we were sitting on the beach."
"Uh-huh." Kazuya said before turning his wife around, spreading her legs and pushing them back to her head, he settled down on top of her, pushing the entire cock inside her in an almost primal and wild way. "Make sure you don't get Rina-chan pregnant" otherwise...well, we'll have to look for someone else to join us. Right, Hotaru?"
"Y-YES! OH KAMI! YES!"
"Hotaru is a little dazed, but she has the right spirit." Kazuya commented before Rina watched them in heat. With two pieces coming together and after an hour or two, she finally returned to her room in her clothes but no panties and found Tokage on the balcony of her hotel room. She expected him to say something. Nothing. An indictment. A suspect.
Silence.
~xXx~
As usual. Stepping out into the shower, Rina cleaned up and performed the technique created by Masaki that revolutionized the world of women everywhere. Returning to the cold bed, Rina tried to sleep, but it took her a while not to think about Kazuya and Hotaru.
More specifically, Kazuya's cock.
Tokage would leave again on his long-term missions after a few days, no doubt.
And for the first time, she was happy. She would have something to look forward to besides raising her dear daughter.
~xXx~
I am the man condemned to solitude. Tokage couldn't remember the exact name of the book, but she read it as a child and the line stayed with him. He was the man condemned to solitude. The character from the book. It was literally him. By myself. Misunderstood. Broken. Above all, incompatible. Was he weird because he liked the silence? Was he wrong to want something that gave him comfort?
He wasn't a monster who didn't understand emotions. Far from it, Toujou Tokage knew more than anyone how far deep his flaws were. Even today, after all these years, all those images still haunted him. Tenko's endless nightmare had left him with a nightmare he could never escape. It wasn't reality, but it was his reality. The one who made him who he was. The one who made him take care of people, but in a more detached way.
Rina Aizawa. The girl who had a crush on him since his early days. In the end, he chose to marry her for three reasons: first, he owed her for knocking her unconscious the day he turned his back on her home, second, he could trust her more than in any other woman in his life and, thirdly, she was strong and worthy enough to carry a child of the bloodline he came from. When Miko was born... he was happy.
Honestly, he was very happy.
He would protect that little girl with every bit of life that was left in her, making sure she never went through what he did. He kept his word, the things he said the day he met his staff teacher on Team Eleven about the restoration of the Toujou clan. He did his duty. He avenged his clan, or so he used to think, and made sure his clan was not forgotten. This girl was made for great things. He knew. Toujou Tokage would protect his daughter's mother as well. After all, she was his friend. Team Eleven was his family. Something he almost parasitically clung to with a deep desire to protect, even though he didn't express it as much as Kazuya.
That was part of what made his relationship with Rina… rocky. He had never really seen her as his wife. He did not make it. Even after he came back. Team Eleven was the closest thing to family besides Miko, and he viewed Rina in a similar way. Rina Aizawa could never become an object of desire for him. What he wished he could not have. Her bones were dust under the ground and probably trees. If he had gotten the "Black Eye" a few years earlier, he would have been a different person. He would have brought his mother and father back from the dead, made them help him through his pain. Nobody else could do that. Not even his brother of all but blood Kanno Kazuya.
He didn't have much time left anyway.
And his marriage and relationship with Rina did more harm than good. The only reason he slept with her was because he needed to ensure the survival of the Toujou Clan in case something happened to him. He had faith in Kazuya to take care of them in the aftermath of her death; if that idiot could survive his most powerful attacks, he could get through anything. He also couldn't divorce Rino. Miko was very young and needed a mother figure in her life, a strong figure but more compassionate than him.
The fear of Clan Toujou's curse still hovering under his skin worried him. If his daughter grew up not feeling particularly attached to him, things would be easier if he died suddenly. After all, nothing hurt more than a Toujou's bloody tears.
Above all, he wanted to make sure he didn't pass on what had ruined him to anyone else.
"You should have told me sooner, you arrogant little shit."
Tokage was jolted from his thoughts by the sound of Kazuya's voice that stayed with him while his wives were buying cotton candy from the event that was taking place. "You stupid fucking bastard. Even after all these years, you still don't fucking want to hear it."
"If you think I didn't try to find a solution, then you're a bigger idiot than I thought." Tokage responded indifferently, as he always did.
"After everything we've been through." Kazuya's voice was a little shaky, full of anger and denial. "After all that…you just had to make me do it."
"She can't know." Tokage reminded his friend of the promise he made to him in the world of illusion. "If I didn't trust you, I would never have asked you to do such a thing. Take care of them for me, Kazuya."
"We'll go back and see the old witch when we get home." Kazuya was still adamant. His usually steady red eyes were harder, more determined than ever. He smiled a little at her loyalty. "We will find a cure."
Toujou Tokage let the silence speak for him. Kazuya understood him more than anyone else. If nothing, Tokage could be happy about one thing: he still had a brother left. The one who would take care of his daughter, his wife as per the legal documents and, if Kami wanted to, try to save him too. The chances of that were slim to none. That's why he was making more visits to Doctor Saki and made him swear to secrecy about his health too. He leaned back and breathed calmly.
As his brother before him, Toujou Tokage would fulfill his duty to his home with the ultimate complete measure of devotion within him. That's what, in his mind, it meant to be a Leader.