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"Hey there, pretty lady— come here often?" You smirk teasingly, fluttering your lashes at the princess that had just walked through the bedroom door after tucking the little gremlins into bed. Rin finds your little joke less than amusing as he rolls his eyes— plucking the bows out of his hair and playfully tossing them in your direction before scooping you up into his strong arms.

You taste succulent strawberry lips when his mouth abruptly meets yours, and he wastes no time in shutting you up with the aid of his favorite method. You chuckle at the sticky sensation of sparkling lip gloss being pressed into your skin as Suna trails his kisses into the crook of your neck— blissfully unaware of how ridiculous he looks sporting a makeover done by an overzealous six year old.

"I'm just as eager as you are," you murmured between pecks of plumped lips, "but it's hard to take you seriously when you look... like this."

You gesture to the mirror above his dresser, and he takes a good long look at his appearance for the first time since your little family playtime had began. His head falls back into a hearty laugh— Adam's apple bobbing with each chuckle that escapes his otherwise sour expression. He steps closer to examine his face in the dim lighting, running a hand loosely through his hair as if he was checking himself out.

"Damn, I'm one ugly bitch."

You snort at his statement, pulling him back into your embrace as you gaze into his strikingly gorgeous eyes. Carefully wiping off the remnants of lip product off of his mouth with the pad of your thumb, you stop to take a brief moment to admire how handsome Rintarou truly is. Underneath all of that poorly applied makeup is one magnificent specimen, and lucky you... he's all yours.

"You're beautiful."

You reply softly, hushed into a near whispered tone— fingers trailing the expanse of his neck until your palms are pressed firmly against his clothed chest. His heart beats wildly underneath your touch; his desire to feel you in a much different way, burning much too strong for him to bear it any longer.

"Shower?"

It takes but a single word to tumble from his lips for you to get the message loud and clear, as the two of you make your way to the bathroom in an entanglement of shedded clothing and fervent kisses.

(cw: shower sex, rin being a simp for y/n, lovey-dovey shit)

The water was delightfully warm, but the feeling of Rin's body pressed against yours was even warmer— the droplets rolling off your skin mingled with his as the two of you hardly gave the other a chance to breathe with how deep your kisses had become. It didn't take long for you to feel something poking at your plush thighs, and it makes you chuckle to witness the effect you have on a man such as himself.

"We just got in here, Rin." You tease, to which he responds by running a hand down the small of your back to grab a palm full of ass.

"Can't help it— this is what you do to me." He murmurs against your lips, rolling his hips against yours, as if you needed any further indication of his desire for you.

"You think I'm kidding," he leans back for the first time since you stepped foot in the shower to look into your eyes, "when you first moved in, it was like I was goin' through puberty all over again."

You let out an exasperated laugh, brows furrowing as you recall the tensive moments the two of you had during the beginning of your stay at the Suna household. It was funny to see that this was how the two of you ended up— between the flirtatious teasing, tender moments and... even the not so great memories, it's no surprise that you found yourself falling in love with Rintarou and his children.

"I swear I'm not a perv— just never found myself being so attracted to someone in my entire life." He continues, cheeks flushing at his somewhat embarrassing confession. "Not that I only want you for sex, I'm attracted to every fucking thing you do. Such a beautiful woman; so smart, caring, an amazing mo—"

He stops himself before he lets it slip, not wanting to make you uncomfortable.

"Sorry..." he apologizes, but the look of pure adoration in your eyes soon tell him that you don't mind it one bit.

"I love you." You reassure him, letting your fingertips trail against the nape of his neck as you pull him closer. "... and I love the twins. They're so special to me, just as you are."

His lips are on you again in an instant— as it seems, you've said the words he's been dying to hear. His grip tightens around your hips as he slips a hand in between your slippery thighs, wet from both the shower stream and your arousal. He's quick to tease your clit with his fingers before slipping one inside of you— doing his best to prep you as fast and thoroughly as possible because truthfully, he doesn't know how much longer he can control himself.

"Wanna be inside you." He moans against the shell of your ear as you grip onto his shoulders like a vice— your legs tremble, as you can barely stand without his help while your orgasm crashes through you— pussy squeezing around his fingers as he continues to fuck you through your high.

"Please— need you." You whimper, not caring about the overstimulation you're about to experience because you just need to feel your lover, no matter the consequences.

That's all the reassurance Rin needs, as he uses his athletic strength to lift you up— instinctively, you wrap your legs around his waist as he slowly pulls you down onto his cock that's already throbbing with desire by the way your walls feel so warm and tight around him. He bucks his hips, causing both of you to gasp at how good it feels to be so intimate with someone who just loves you— unapologetically, throughout all of your flaws and misgivings...

Rin loves you,

and you love him.

For the very first time, that word doesn't scare either of you.

He doesn't fail to let you know this, with the way the sentence effortlessly rolls off his tongue like a mantra as he loses himself in you.

"F-fuck... I... love you." He pants between thrusts— his lips finding their way to the crook of your neck as he bites down to muffle the moan that threatens to escape his throat.

With one hand laid flat against the cool, marbled tile, he props himself up for leverage— the other arm gripped tightly around your waist as he pounds his cock into you— the sound of his hips slapping against the damp skin of your ass echo throughout the bathroom walls, although muted by the sweetness of honeyed words that drip from his soul.

"Love you, s-so much." You respond, your voice shaken with the each jolt of your body as your eyes flutter back— Rin buries himself so deeply inside of you, you can practically feel him in your stomach. You hope he can feel how much you mean those words, despite your ability to sing his praises as your head soars through the clouds for the second time tonight.

"So good, feels s'good." He babbles, repetitive words almost become incoherent as his abs tighten upon his impending orgasm. "Gonna cum— want you so fuckin' full of me."

He moans softly— voice chillingly deep as he cums inside, fucking all of his seed back into you as it starts to drip down his cock. He holds you still in his embrace, chest heaving as he attempts to catch the breath you've finally relinquished to him.

The water's long ran cold, though the two of you had hardly noticed until now. Letting out a satisfied sigh, you unfurl yourself from his body and reach behind him to turn off the water— soon after your final clean up is finished, the two of you find yourselves wrapped up together once more within the comfort of Rin's king-sized bed.

It takes a while before either of you say anything, both lost in your own respective headspace as reality sets in.

There's nothing left holding you back from actually doing this; from having a real relationship.

The realization causes you to take a peek at Rintarou, who must have had an equal revelation, because you find his grayish-yellow eyes gazing back at you amongst the dim twilight. He smiles, and you smile back— until a singular thought burns through your heart.

"Rin—"

You start, but hesitate when the words get stuck in your throat.

"You can tell me. Promise I won't fuck it up this time." He smirks teasingly, but you know in his heart he truly means it.

"I know the meeting with Daisuke ended up being the best possible outcome, how easily he accepted the fact that I wasn't willing to marry him, how polite and surprisingly kind he was. He—"

"Okay, I get it." He cuts you off with a roll of his eyes, not wanting to hear the details of how great you think the guy is.

"No, I mean— Incase he hadn't been so cooperative, I did have another way out of it... I think. I'm almost positive." You reiterate, and truthfully your wordy statement is just a bid to buy time from this one final confession.

"I know we aren't at the stage in our relationship where we would need to talk about this just yet... but I still think you should know before... uh— well, since things seem to be more serious between us now, so—"

"Jesus Christ, y/n— just spit it out."

"Right, sorry." You avert your eyes, but Rin is quick to bring back the focus on him when he gently strokes the apple of your cheek with the pad of his thumb.

You don't know why it's so hard to say it— it's something you've come to terms with over the years, not giving it much thought as time went by. Perhaps, because there just wasn't anyone worth investing in— no one you had even considered a future with... until now.

Rin can sense your strong hesitancy, and he assures you that you don't have to say anything if you aren't comfortable. You thank him, but insist on continuing. It's important for him to know what lies heavy on your heart.

"Rin...

I can't have kids."