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Ooh~ la la! Never in my wildest (and wettest) dreams did I ever think this kink meme would yield such passionate results! With nearly five thousand comments in the initial post, I figured it was high time we bring the naked party over into a new post to leave the first open for request followup and... other forms of fulfillment
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Entering the bedroom, he was shocked to find Naoto sobbing on the futon, drying her eyes furiously on her yukata sleeves. Kanji walked over, kneeling down and wrapping his arms tightly around her, “Naoto, what’s wrong!?”
“Where were you!?” she snapped, grabbing the front of his shirt, pissed, but she just dissolved into crying again. He was confused at the outburst, but listened as she started whispering, “I don’t want to be alone…”
“Shh… I was just gone for a few minutes,” he whispered, hugging her as best her could. She couldn’t leave the room without assistance anymore. Her abdomen was swollen completely and the child fussing more often in comparison to a few weeks ago.
She suddenly tensed, hands touching his chest and she moved back, her eyes wide, “You’re going out again?”
“Naoto… I have to get more supplies,” Kanji said, suddenly fearing her response.
Her eyes widened and she grabbed onto him again, “No! Please don’t go!”
“But I have to get more for the sh-“
“Why are you trying to leave me?”
“…!! I’m not tryin’. I have to get more sewing material,” Kanji said, keeping his temper in check. If he got mad now… her gun was still in the room somewhere. It was her source of protection when he was gone. He shook his head as she continued to cry. He could never stand seeing her like this. Sighing, he cupped her face with his hands, her own catching his wrists as they locked eyes. Leaning forward, he kissed her and touched her forehead with his own, “Look… I’ll be back in three hours. I promise, ‘k? I’ll call Nanako-chan to come over so you’re not alone. Would you feel better then?”
“… A little,” she murmured, looking away, “What if something happens while you’re gone though?”
“If anything happens, Nanako-chan’ll call and tell me. If it’s an emergency, I’ll run home if I gotta.”
“Okay… but, you better be back in three hours,” Naoto said quietly.
He pulled back and nodded, “ ‘course I will…”
She let go of him and he squeezed her hand, pulling away after a second. He rose to his feet and pulled out his cell phone, dialing. It rang a few times before Nanako picked up, “Oui, Nanako-chan… could you come over and keep Naoto company. I have to run to the city.”
“Huh? Oh, of course Kanji-san. I’ll be over in a bit.”
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He had been ONE minute late…
Nanako had left upon his return, unsure how to console a hysterical Naoto. Apparently, for the entire three hours and one minute, she had just stared at the clock and the moment it became one minute over his time limit, she had started crying again. At least she didn’t draw her gun on him when he returned, but he couldn’t work for the rest of the day. She was clinging to him like he was a life line, her fingers tightly gripping his shirt.
“You said just three hours… I took your word for it,” Naoto whispered, her shoulders shaking.
“I wasn’t lyin’… the train was slow coming back to town,” Kanji sighed, rubbing her back, “I’m sorry. I should’ve jogged home from the station…”
“But you didn’t! I was worried! I was expecting you back in three hours or sooner!” Naoto snarled, anger flaring again, “ANYTHING could’ve happened during that time and I wouldn’t have known! What if you had been injured or killed in an accident?! Three hours was too much time!”
“I wouldn’t kick the bucket that easily, Naoto…!” Kanji said, his voice rising slightly, “Besides, it was the shop owner holdin’ me back. Crazy bitch was comin’ onto me even though I flashed my ring in front of her face twenty-fucking-times!”
“I don’t believe you…”
“Don’t, huh? Here…”
Kanji reached into his pocket and pulled out the store receipt. Naoto ripped it out of his hands and stared. There was a phone number hand written on the paper with a heart and a name next to it. The paper split in two. She was seething, “T-That… bitch…!”
“Uh, I think you need to calm down now. You might-“
“Why did you take her number!?”
“Hey! I didn’t have much choice! It was on the receipt!” Kanji exclaimed, flinching when she punched him in the chest suddenly, “Ow! What the hell!?”
“Y-You’re going to l-leave me for a scarlet woman…!” Naoto cried, beating on his chest.
Kanji shook his head (‘What the hell was a scarlet woman?’), wincing as she hit him, “N-No I’m not! I wouldn’t leave you for any woman!”
She wasn’t listening now, her beatings getting weaker until they stopped completely. She just started bawling again. He sighed, pulling her close and whispering quietly into her ear, “Shh… just forget about it. I’m home now… shh…”
“D-Don’t leave me again… please,” Naoto begged.
Kanji frowned, but then brushed her hair back, “I don’t have to run out anymore. I’m not going anywhere.”
“Mhmm… thank you…”
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Need to finish last part! *runs*
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