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Atsushi and Akutagawa, much like their predecessors Chuuya and Dazai, were a doomed pair.

Doomed to be together, doomed to do something idiotic at some point in time.

Atsushi suspected it would happen eventually, but one night, he and Akutagawa couldn't help but not to care…

“Oh—! Were-tiger, go harder, you fool!” Akutagawa's moaned loudly, but not louder than the sound of Atsushi’s grunting while he thrusted into him from behind

“Ah…ah~ I am, I am! H-hold still..mnfhh…!” If their annoyingly endless moans weren't what the neighbors could hear, it was Atsushi's headrest banging against the wall.

They had been having sex for a few months now behind the Agency and the Port Mafia’s backs, but everyone from both sides suspected something was going on even before then. If only they knew what was really happening…

———

 Tonight was different than usual, more intense, more aggressive, they were upset at each other from the day's mission, and that made everything all the more intense.

You see—Kyouka had been gone for the day with Fukuzawa for grandpa-grand daughter bonding time, so Atsushi had his room all to himself, and Akutagawa, obviously.

They had been fucking without condoms and they knew it was dangerous but they just couldn't stand to care in the heat of the moment. It was a foolish mistake. So tonight, like every other, Atsushi came right in Akutagawa.

Akutagawa wasn't on birth control, he just kind of assumed nothing would come if it (haha get it) After Atsushi pulled out and cum was dripping out of him, he sighed heavily and pulled Atsushi to lay with him silently. It was a fine night.

Three months later.

Akutagawa's stomach was big, way too big for it to just be from the pork buns. He had been taking pregnancy tests from different manufacturers the second he thought something was off.

Positive.

Each and every one.

Atsushi wanted to keep it, but he knew it was driving Akutagawa insane, and their job’s environments were no place for a baby.

One abortion pill,

Another test,

Positive.

More pills, more, and more pills,

Another test,

Positive.

Excess drinking,

Positive.

Purposely taking blows on the battlefield?

Positive.

He begged and told Dazai, he simply laughed. Atsushi could only tell him to stay safe and that he loved him no matter what.

He was done for, he thought. But one day…

…One day he stood in a backstreet alleyway, just standing. His eyes were dark and faded.

He knew what he had to do, he knew what the only option was.

“Rashomon.” His tired voice called out as he fell to the ground on his ass.

He shakily pulled his pants down, his breath hollower than the hole that got him into this mess. He spread his legs on his coat that scraped against gravel while the sun set.

“Rashomon—abortion!”

He yelled out, bracing himself against the alley's walls as Rashomon roughly went inside of him and started digging to his womb.

“GAAAAAAHHGH” He screamed. It was worse than any pain he'd felt before. He could feel as Rashomon ripped around to get the treacherous thing out of him.

“How wretched;” the pleasurable experience that led to this, he thought.

Then, it was over, Rashomon tore out of him, and the abortion was successful.

The baby was gone. But the pain definitely was not, in fact, it was only the beginning, but at least the healing practice could now start.

After Atsushi and the rest of the Mafia found out, they tried to support him in any way they could.

20 years later

Akutagawa sits on his couch, explaining the story to his (not too young) kid.

“Woah, you really went through all of that, dad?”

“Yes. But, thanks to Jinko, I'm still alive today. This is why it's important to practice safe sex, don't be stupid, like we were.”

Akutagawa smiles as Atsushi comes to sit next to him on the couch. Everyone nods in agreement, and they have a very important conversation about being safe throughout life's struggles.

Chapter Text

Atsushi and Akutagawa, much like their predecessors Chuuya and Dazai, were a doomed pair. 

Doomed to be together, doomed to do something idiotic at some point in time. This time around..the idiot thing was truly falling for one another.

“Ah—! Were-tiger, go softer— fool!”

Akutagawa moaned out what he could, 

and Atsushi quickly set a gentler pace as he paced into him from behind

“Gah, s-sorry! Move your…mnghh… leg up more..” If their painstakingly mid sex life wasn't what their neighbors had to hear, it was the sound of their bed creaking loudly; in the “I'm trying too hard to make someone cum and it's not working” sense. 

They had been attempting to conceive for a few months now without looking towards any of their colleagues for advice or support, but everyone from both sides suspected there was some friction between them even before then.

Tonight was no different than usual. Banial, unsatisfying, mediocre. Their missions recently were all going as planned; there was no leftover fervour for them to relieve onto (or inside) one another in the bedroom. 

You see—Kyouka had gotten injured, so she usually needed supervision in the flat that was given to her and Atsushi by the agency. Atsushi has since moved out to live with Akutagawa in a humble house not far away, but he still stays there often to care for Kyouka. Most of his time off he has to spend there, and if he wants to have sex he had to be very quiet so as not to wake Kyouka. Which only made things more boring.

Nevertheless, they had been fucking without condoms in an attempt to have a child of their own. They'd been married for 5 years at this point, after all. But the sex is…eh…., and Akutagawa was hard to inpregnate.

But regardless, Atsushi cums in Akutagawa again tonight, hoping the effort may prove to be worth it.

After Atsushi pulled out, Akutagawa sighed heavily and pulled Atsushi to lay with him silently. 

It was a long night.

Three weeks later

Akutagawa's stomach was as twinkish as always, if anything it's only gotten smaller. He had been taking different aphrodisiacs and medicines to make him more fertile since he knew something was off. 

Negative.

Each and every one. 

Atsushi was starting to lose hope, and it made Akutagawa more anxious.

One pill, 

Another test,

Negative.

More pills, more, and more pills,

Another test,

Negative.

Halting the weekly drunken night,

Negative. 

Purposely being more cautious on the battlefield just incase?

It will never happen, he thought.

But one night…

…One night he stood in aisle at the grocery store with Atsushi, walking around, reading labels.

His eyes were suddenly lustful and gleaming with a need for release, he didn’t know what to do, or his options, but even so

”Rashomon.”

His worked up voice called out as he used Rashomon to bring Atsushi closer to him. Atsushi stuttered as he looked into his eyes, already knowing what was up “A-Akutagawa?—”

Rashomon put a tendril to Atsushi’s mouth, silencing him. Akutagawa frivolously pulled down his and Atsushi’s pants, his breath as hot and bothered as the blood rushing to his clit.

“Rashomon—Grippy!”

He used Rashomon to create a fleshlight around Atsushi’s cock, getting him hard for the real deal. 

Atsushi muttered under his breath about the possibility of other people seeing. Akutagwa roughly ordered Rashomon to pulsate faster before removing it all together, just as Atsushi was to cum. 
“A-Akutagawa…what’s gotten into you today..” Atsushi slurred before grabbing Akutagawa’s hips and easing into him.

Akutagawa moaned silently as to not bring attention to their aisle. 

“How wonderous,” the nights of boring sex that led to such a buildup of sexual tension, he thought. 

Then, Atsushi pulled out of him, now soft and exhausted, and the impregnating was successful, and the climax was over. But the pleasure definitely was not, in fact, it was only the beginning, but at least the pregnancy could start now.  

After they both found out and told the Agency and Mafia, they all supported Akutagawa along his journey. 

10 days later

Akutagawa paces the living room, waiting for Atsushi to come through the front door. 

“Hey, babe, I’m home—“

”I’m pregnant.”
Akutagawa immediately said, standing still in front of the door. Atsushi’s eyes lit up and he smiled, 

“that’s wonderful.” He giggled.

………