Chapter : 2 : Under the Blanket

The dim glow of the bedside lamp bathed the room in soft, golden light, casting long shadows over the tangled sheets. The air was thick with warmth, the scent of skin, and the lingering traces of their passion. Beneath the heavy blanket, Yumi lay curled against Shinji, his bare body pressed into his side, seeking the comfort of his warmth.

His long white hair cascaded over Shinji's chest like strands of silk, the contrast striking against Shinji's pale skin. His soft, blue eyes were half-lidded with exhaustion, his lips still slightly parted as he exhaled a contented breath. His slender fingers lazily traced along Shinji's toned abdomen, idly playing with the warmth of his skin.

Shinji, with his striking red eyes and unruly white hair, smirked as he felt Yumi snuggle in closer. His arm draped over Yumi's back, his fingertips grazing along his spine in slow, teasing motions.

"You're so clingy right now," Shinji mused, his voice smooth and amused.

Yumi pouted, shifting slightly so that his soft breasts pressed against Shinji's side. "I'm just tired…" he murmured, his tone laced with drowsy satisfaction.

Shinji's hand trailed lower, ghosting over the curve of Yumi's waist before giving it a light squeeze. "Mm? Tired? That's not what you were saying earlier," he teased.

Yumi groaned, burying his face against Shinji's chest. "Stop," he mumbled.

Shinji chuckled, his other hand moving up to toy with a stray strand of Yumi's long, silky hair. "You were making such cute noises," he continued, leaning down so his lips were right beside Yumi's ear. "Squirming all over me like that…"

Yumi let out a tiny whimper, his fingers tightening slightly against Shinji's skin.

"And now look at you," Shinji continued, his smirk widening. "All soft and cuddly."

Yumi turned his head just enough to glare up at him, his blue eyes filled with an adorable mix of frustration and embarrassment. "Shinji," he whined.

Shinji grinned. "Yeah?"

"Stop teasing me."

"But it's so fun," Shinji murmured, dragging his fingertips down Yumi's spine, enjoying the way he shivered beneath his touch.

Yumi groaned again and snuggled closer, pressing his breasts against Shinji's chest as if seeking refuge.

For a moment, the two simply lay there, wrapped up in warmth and each other. The slow rise and fall of Shinji's chest was steady, grounding, while Yumi's body remained draped over him, fitting perfectly against him.

And then—

"You know," Shinji started casually, "for someone who couldn't even last, you sure made a mess."

Yumi froze.

His entire body stiffened as Shinji's words sank in, and a deep flush crept up his neck and across his cheeks.

"Wha—" He lifted his head, his long white hair cascading around them as he stared at Shinji with wide, mortified eyes. "Shinji, shut up."

Shinji's smirk grew as he effortlessly pulled Yumi closer, his grip firm yet playful. "I mean, really. You lost count of how many times you came, and yet…" He leaned in, his breath warm against Yumi's ear. "I never even finished inside you."

Yumi let out a soft, high-pitched whine and smacked Shinji's chest. "Shinji!"

His laughter was deep and amused, thoroughly enjoying the way Yumi squirmed, his entire body flushing a beautiful shade of red.

"It's not fair," Yumi muttered, his lips forming a small pout.

"What's not fair?"

"You were… you were more into it than before," he grumbled, burying his face against Shinji's collarbone again. "And now you're teasing me about it."

Shinji chuckled, his hand sliding down to rest just above the curve of Yumi's backside. "Well, yeah," he admitted, his tone casual. "You were really something tonight."

Yumi let out another tiny groan, curling up against him like a kitten.

"Stop."

"Stop what?"

"Talking."

"But you love my voice."

Yumi whined again, muffled against Shinji's skin.

With a sudden shift, Shinji rolled onto his side, bringing Yumi with him so that he was pinned beneath him. The blanket shifted, sliding down just enough to expose the soft curves of Yumi's chest, his smooth skin glowing under the dim light.

Shinji's red eyes roamed over his flushed expression, drinking in the sight of his long white hair spilling around him, the way his chest rose and fell with each uneven breath.

"You really are adorable," Shinji murmured before leaning down to press a slow, lingering kiss to Yumi's cheek.

Yumi mumbled something incoherent, too embarrassed to form proper words, but his hands instinctively clung to Shinji.

Shinji smirked against his skin, pressing another kiss—this time along his jawline. "Want me to help you sleep?" he whispered.

Yumi's breath hitched.

Shinji was too good at this. Too good at unraveling him.

Yumi swallowed, his fingers digging slightly into Shinji's back. "Only if you don't tease me anymore."

"No promises," Shinji murmured before capturing his lips in a deep, slow kiss.

And just like that, Yumi was lost in him all over again.

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Shinji smirked as he ran his fingers through Yumi's long, silky white hair, watching how his mate squirmed under his touch. The soft glow of the moon illuminated Yumi's delicate features—his flushed cheeks, his slightly parted lips, and those deep blue eyes that glistened with warmth and frustration.

Wrapped in the thick comforter, their bodies remained pressed together, limbs intertwined as the heat between them lingered. Shinji had been teasing him mercilessly, enjoying every bit of Yumi's adorable pouts and flustered groans.

"You're so cute, you know that?" Shinji murmured, pressing a lazy kiss to Yumi's forehead.

Yumi huffed, hiding his face against Shinji's chest. "You always say that..."

"Because it's true." Shinji traced lazy circles on Yumi's lower back before letting his fingers wander lower. He smirked at the way Yumi shivered, his body twitching slightly beneath the blanket.

Then, with a mischievous glint in his red eyes, Shinji tilted his mate's chin up, forcing their gazes to meet. "But you know what's even cuter?" he purred.

Yumi hesitated. "W-What?"

Shinji chuckled, his fingers lightly tracing down Yumi's stomach before pausing at his lower half. "Your little thing down there."

Yumi's entire face turned crimson. "S-Shinji!" he whined, trying to pull away, but Shinji only tightened his grip, keeping him close.

"You can shape shift, right? Even give yourself these soft, squeezable breasts just for me..." Shinji gave a teasing squeeze, making Yumi let out a small noise of protest. "But no matter what you do, your cute little cock stays the same~"

Yumi groaned and hid his face again, "I-I can't help it! That's just how my body works!"

"And that's why it's so cute," Shinji hummed, clearly enjoying his mate's flustered state.

Yumi let out a frustrated whimper, wiggling as if trying to escape Shinji's grasp, but he wasn't really trying. He liked being held, even if Shinji was being a complete tease. His scent was soothing—warm, dominant, and full of love.

For a moment, the room fell into a comfortable silence, just the sound of their steady breathing filling the space. Then, Yumi hesitated before speaking again, his voice barely above a whisper.

"...Shinji."

"Hmm?"

Yumi's fingers curled against Shinji's chest. "I think... I think I might be pregnant."

Shinji froze.

His red eyes widened slightly as he processed those words. A strange mix of emotions flooded through him—shock, joy, protectiveness—all at once. His arms instinctively tightened around Yumi, holding him even closer.

"...You think?" Shinji finally asked, his voice softer than before.

Yumi nodded, biting his lip. "I've been feeling... different. My body is warmer, my scent has changed a little, and I just feel like something is happening."

Shinji stared at him for a long moment before a slow, delighted grin spread across his lips. "So... you're saying I might have already put my pup inside you?"

Yumi turned even redder. "D-Don't say it like that!"

Shinji laughed, kissing the top of Yumi's head. "You really are full of surprises, aren't you?"

But while Shinji was overjoyed, Yumi's expression turned more serious. He fidgeted slightly, avoiding Shinji's gaze. "...If I really am, I think I'll need to... be alone for a while."

Shinji's smile faltered. "Alone?"

Yumi nodded. "It's instinctual. Omegas tend to isolate themselves when they're carrying. I don't know how strong the urge will be, but I feel like I won't want to be around others—just you."

Shinji exhaled, rubbing slow circles into Yumi's back. He understood. Omega instincts could be intense, especially during pregnancy. The need for solitude, the heightened emotions, the possessiveness—it was all natural.

"Then I'll stay close," Shinji murmured. "I don't care if you push everyone else away. As long as you still want me by your side, I'll be there."

Yumi relaxed at those words, his body melting into Shinji's warmth. "...I do. I always will."

Shinji smiled, pressing a deep, affectionate kiss to Yumi's lips. "Good. Because I'm not letting you go, pregnant or not."

Yumi groaned, nuzzling into Shinji's chest. "You're too much sometimes."

"And you love it."

"...Maybe."

The night continued with soft whispers, gentle touches, and the warmth of their shared love. Whatever came next, they would face it together.