The Marriage Life: Murasakibara (Morning After)

The Marriage Life: Murasakibara Atsushi - ( Morning After )

"Mm..." You shifted slightly in your sleep as you turned your head to the other side. A large arm that was holding your waist tightened around you while a hand went to brush through (h/c) locks on your head. You let out another hum subconsciously as you felt large fingers combing your hair, a comforting and relaxing feeling from such a small touch.

"(f/n)-chin...?" A voice sounded out from above and vibrated like waves underneath you. But you didn't respond to it and continued in your light slumber, your lips curling up into a soft smile when you felt the hand leaving your hair and tracing down your back, rubbing it in circles. The arm around you released you and joined in on the rubbing. You shifted slightly and suddenly, the hands stopped. When it was sure you returned to your slumber, the hands began to move. Slowly but surely, traveling downwards towards your backside until they stopped upon them.

And it was until you felt them give a firm squeeze that your eyes shot open.

"Ah!" You cried in shock, quickly pushing yourself off and sitting up but as soon as you sat up, you found yourself falling back on to your stomach and clutching the sheets as a throbbing pain appeared within your privates. "O-Ouch..." You hissed in pain and furrowed your brows at the uncomfortable feeling.

"(f/n)-chin?" You heard the voice above you again and it belong to no one other than your husband. You lifted your head and found Murasakibara to be staring at you. You found yourself lying on top of him and suddenly, blood rushed to your cheeks from the memories of last night. "Good morning..." He yawned loudly, his hands returning to rub your back. "I couldn't resist touching..."

“Mu-Mura-kun..." Your blush deepen as a lazy smile appeared on his face. Honestly, you couldn't help but feel relieved. Murasakibara was back...

"I'm sorry. I know it hurts, (f/n)-chin." His hands moved to touch your hips. "I lost control..." He shyly looked away, his face twisted up as if he was angry.

Your face was on fire. How was he able to speak about this so easily? But indeed, he was right. As romantic as it was, it was also a very painful night. You honestly never knew Murasakibara was so... large. And it was kind of frightening when it came to that time. Flowering you with kisses and affection, you felt as if you can fight through the pain but it just kept growing until...

"Mu-Mura... Stop!" You pushed against his chest, halting his movement. His hand that laid besides your head curled into the sheets. A frustrated grunt leaving his lips when he stilled himself. You felt his heavy breath brushing against your neck when he buried his head into your shoulder. You couldn't help but feel like you ruined the moment but you couldn't withstand the pain anymore.

"S-Sorry... It hurts..." You managed to mumble out. You were a bit surprised when he responded by pressing his lips to your neck. He then picked up his head and pushed his forehead against yours, his half-lidded purple eyes staring into yours. He made a promise to you that he wouldn't continue until you allowed him to. You were touched by his consideration and smiled softly at him.

For several minutes, Murasakibara comforted you with kisses and finally when the pain almost subsided, all it took was a nod from you...

"Eh? Are you sick?" Murasakibara's hand returned to ruffle your messy hair as he took noticed of your red cheeks. But it only made them redden even more.

Murasakibara was so different last night. It was another side of him that you discovered. He was very serious in what he was doing and he had more self-control than usual but of course once you told him to continue, he released everything he was holding back. You remembered yourself being picked up and your back met against the headboard of the bed. His large hands held your hips tightly and that was when he began to move. You can remember trying to hold on to him very tightly as the whole bed rocked with him. You already knew the paint on the wall would be scraped by the headboard by the time you two were done. And even though the pain that once subsided came back, it soon melted as pleasure gradually took its place.

"Why aren't you answering me?" Murasakibara grumbled, bringing a hand to comb back his purple locks that hung limply in his face.

"I-I'm sorry." You reached over and tucked some of the strands of his hair behind his ears.

"Good morning, Mura-kun." A slight blush grew on his cheeks when you showed him a bright smile. You soon felt his large hand petting your head.

"I'm happy." He murmured, a lazy smile on his face.

“You're happy?" You couldn't help but blush yourself.

"Yeah, you were really soft last night. Like pudding." One of his hands went to caress your back while the other went to pinch your arm. "Hmm... Pudding..." He drifted off but continued to pinch your arm and rub your back. You thought you almost saw drool spilling from the corner of his lips.

"Mura-kun, snap out of it. I'm not a dessert.”

"We should make some pudding, (f/n)-chin." Murasakibara suddenly sat up and leaned on the headboard. It caused you to sit up on him as well, hissing slightly in pain because of the discomfort. You already knew you wouldn't be able to sit well for the next couple of days.

"Pudding for breakfast? I told you dessert for breakfast is not good for you." Your words made Murasakibara scrunched his face up in annoyance. "Honestly, I don't know how you stay so fit while eating all that junk." You glanced down at his abs. 6-packed. Perfectly shaped and tight. Can playing basketball really do this to your body? You subconsciously placed a hand on them and moved your hand to touch each individual ab. Amazing how strong those muscles felt underneath your fingertips. You were starting to think you should join
Murasakibara when he goes to play basketball with his friends.

With you unknowing, Murasakibara was staring at you, blushing at the fact that you were caressing his stomach. He was wondering why you stayed quiet and began to examine his stomach. Could it be that you were admiring his abs? Well, it's understandable. His stomach kind of reminded him of...

"Rock candy!" He blinked at you when you suddenly burst out, a large smile on your lips when you looked at him. "Your stomach reminds me of rock candy. It's really hard."
Rock candy? Was it really possible that they had the same opinion about his stomach? A fuzzy feeling arose in his chest when he watched you poke his stomach in amusement. Without him realizing, he leaned down and planted his lips upon yours. He grabbed your hips and pulled your body closer until your stomachs touched.

"Mura..." You brought your hands to lay on his chest and turned your head to stop the kiss but Murasakibara's lips returned on your skin, trailing down to your neck. You shuddered under his touch, your fingers curling against his chest when you felt his tongue brushing your neck. "What... has gotten into you...?"

You couldn't stop the gasp that left you when he nipped at your skin. He wrapped his arms around your hips and held you securely in his arms. There was no escape. Not that you wanted to, of course. It was quite sudden but you absolutely didn't hate the pleasure that was slowly rising within you. With a whisper of his name, your hands moved to hold his face as he pulled away from your neck and pressed his lips on to yours. A soft moan left him when you kissed him back, sliding and smashing against his lips. You felt his tongue slipped in and thrashed around with your tongue. He held your hips with his hands as you began to roll them. You emitted a moan of both pleasure and pain. The throbbing pain between your legs came back, making you hiss as well.

"I'm sorry." Murasakibara pulled away and looked at you with slightly worried eyes. "I forgot that you're still hurting."

"No..." You shook your head and caressed his cheek. The blush dusted on your cheeks quickly grew to your ears. "It's okay. I want to..."

Your words instantly perked up Murasakibara's mood and with one swift movement, you found yourself on your back against the bed with Murasakibara above you.

"Just be gentle." You murmured before his lips came crashing down on yours.

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Extra:

You shifted uncomfortably on your stool, trying to focus on decorating the cake in front of you and trying to ignore the throbbing pain. Besides you was a happy humming Murasakibara, completely in a blissful state as he squeezed more frosting around the edges of the cake he was making. You snuck a peek at him. Honestly, you never seen him so happy. Really, he's been shining so brightly ever since yesterday when you two got married. And especially...
You blushed and shyly looked away from Murasakibara.

Especially, last night and this morning. Because of him, the store opened late and poor Himuro had to wait outside until you arrived with Murasakibara. You never said "I'm sorry" so many times before but Himuro forgave you two and said something along the lines of "you two should enjoy yourselves." Ah, that made your cheeks flare up but Murasakibara was completely oblivious to the conversation and was enjoying a bag of chips during the embarrassing moment.

"Are you sure you don't want to take control of the cash register?" You heard a familiar chuckle from behind you and you sighed heavily before you turned around to meet with the amused man, Himuro. He's been teasing you for the whole day. And he had such a soft smile on his face as if he wasn't.

"Aren't you supposed to be manning the register, Tatsuya-kun?" You frowned and folded your arms across your chest.

"There's not as much customers as before so Sakura-chan can handle it by herself for now. I just wanted to check on you to see if you're feeling okay."

A sudden blush grew on your cheeks. "I'm fine, Tatsuya!" You uncomfortably shifted on the stool and looked away from him. Himuro chuckled at you and watched you struggle to sit properly.

"You should honestly take the cash register, it'll be easier for you."

"Mura-kun! Tatsuya-kun is being mean to me!" You turned to Murasakibara for help, even tugging on his rolled up sleeves for his attention but Murasakibara continued to have a blissful look on his face, his mind elsewhere as he subconsciously decorated the cake in front of him. "Mura-kun!" You continued to call for his attention but it was like he was in a different world. It was until you snatched his cake away from him was when he realized you were calling him. He turned to look at you through his half-lidded eyes.

"Tatsuya-kun's making fun of me..." Murasakibara didn't respond to your words instead he lifted up a finger and swiped the corner of your mouth. He brought his finger to his lips and licked off the cream on his finger.

"You had cream on your face." He said innocently and you couldn't stop the blush spreading to your cheeks.

"Hehe, young love." You heard Himuro chuckling behind you as he walked out of the back room.

"We're the same age, Tatsuya-kun!" You yelled at him, frowning at the door he left through.