Bonus Chapter
[~4600 Words]
Fujiwara Takuya, patiently awaiting at the hospital, finally met Kisaki Eri.
He quickly supported her as they entered the examination room.
After a series of tests, Takuya received the report from the doctor.
The doctor examined the report and then looked at both Kisaki Eri and Fujiwara Takuya. "Congratulations, your wife is pregnant," he announced.
"Fantastic, Eri, you're pregnant!" exclaimed Fujiwara Takuya, overcome with joy.
He had finally achieved his desire to have a child. He believed that having children was deeply rewarding, especially since this child would be with Kisaki Eri.
Before his crossover here, he admired Laywer Eri, and his feelings only deepened after crossing into her world.
Now, he was deeply in love with her and longed for several children with her together.
Eri was equally delighted. She felt a surge of happiness at the prospect of bearing a child for Takuya, a man she loved dearly. "My darling husband," she said softly.
Takuya's heart swelled with affection at her words. He reveled in the fact that this woman, his wife, referred to him as "husband."
He couldn't help but think of Kogoro Mouri, Eri's legal husband, and a pang of guilt mixed with excitement coursed through him.
[T/N: I seriously think he has some questionable fetishes.]
‟Husband? Won´t your husband care if you call me that?"
Well, he was just worried about Mouri-san.
Mouri would be furious and will almost try to beat him if he knew his wife called some other guy as her `husband´.
The doctor was simply looked puzzled. He had assumed they were a typical couple, not aware of the complicated situation unfolding before him.
"Let´s Go home," Eri said curtly, however, was furious. She wanted to pummel Takuya for his nonsensical ramblings.
`Why be so open about it, parading their hidden affair?´
It was a reckless display of disregard for her secret and potentially damaging to everyone involved. Fortunately, no one around seemed to notice the exchange or understand its implications.
Takuya hurried out with Eri, eager to escape the stifling atmosphere of the hospital. In the car, he couldn't resist leaning against Kisaki Eri's stomach, his excitement growing at the thought of soon feeling the child move. "I truly hope our child will kick me," he mused aloud.
"Not only will he kick you," Eri retorted playfully, "I'll kick you too! When we have children in the future, please refrain from mentioning my ex-husband. He and I are separated, and now you are my husband."
Eri was deeply troubled by Takuya's constant references to her estranged husband. She was scared of being exposed and the scandal that would follow, affecting both of them.
"Alright, I won't say anything more," Takuya conceded, "but it has to be said—other men's wives are incredibly enticing." His voice dripped with a mixture of excitement and mischief.
He longed for the thrill of the forbidden, though he knew it was dangerous territory.
Eri couldn't help but smile at his confession.
She admitted that there was a certain allure to their unconventional relationship, especially since Takuya was someone else's boyfriend. The thought sent shivers down her spine and ignited a spark of rebellion within her.
"So, are you saying you're someone else's boyfriend? Won't your girlfriend be upset if you call me 'wife' from now on?" she asked provocatively, her eyes sparkling with amusement and a hint of challenge.
Eri wrapped her arms around Takuya's shoulders, leaning in close as she whispered seductively into his ear.
This unexpected shift in their dynamic sent a jolt through him, leaving him breathless and overwhelmed with desire.
Takuya was aroused by Eri's boldness. He found himself captivated by her seductive charm and couldn't resist the allure of their forbidden romance. "If you weren't pregnant," he whispered back, his voice husky with emotion, "I would have punished you, made you beg for mercy, and then let you call me'daddy.'"
The thought of being calling him a "Daddy" sent a shiver down Kisaki Eri's spine.
Though she had a regal bearing, she acknowledged the appeal of such a scenario.
However, she quickly regained her composure and steered the conversation in a different direction. "Calling you 'daddy' is impossible," she said softly, choosing to remain playful yet coy. "But if you need it, I can call you 'Onii-chan'."
Eri delivered those words with a flirtatious tone and a mischievous glint in her eyes, leaving Takuya stunned and captivated.
He felt an intense surge of desire for her. It took all his willpower to control himself and fuck her here and not respond impulsively. He was determined to be patient but found it incredibly difficult.
As their gazes locked, both Eri and Takuya felt a flicker of nervousness. Eri quickly averted her eyes, struggling to maintain composure.
"Let's go," Takuya said firmly, breaking the intense silence. "I'll take you to celebrate."
He drove Eri to an exclusive Western restaurant and reserved a private room, a place known for its quiet ambiance and discretion. They dined in comfortable silence, allowing their anticipation to build with each passing moment.
Finally, as they finished their meal, they looked at each other, acknowledging the gravity of their situation.
They both desired this child but understood the complexities involved. Keeping their relationship secret would be a constant challenge, especially when bringing a new life into the world.
"What do you think we should do?" Eri asked softly, her voice laced with concern. "We must have our baby, but we need to keep it hidden."
Takuya considered her words carefully before replying, "One option is to Go abroad and give birth there. A place like America is very discreet, and no one will suspect a thing."
Eri pondered his suggestion for a moment, finding it both logical and appealing. It would offer them the necessary privacy and security to raise their child without fear of exposure.
"That's a good idea," she agreed. "Do you know any place there or You have a place there already?"
Takuya nodded confidently. "Yes, I purchased a beautiful home in a wealthy area of Manhattan." He felt secure knowing they had everything they needed to start this new chapter discreetly and safely.
"You'll be staying with me, too," Kisaki Eri added, her voice filled with anticipation. She couldn't wait to build their new life together.
"Of course, I will be there for you every step of the way," Fujiwara Takuya reassured her. "I'll be leaving next week and making all the arrangements."
[R-18 Scene]
"Eri... I love you so much," Takuya murmured before capturing her lips in a deep, passionate kiss.
Eri melted into his embrace, returning the kiss with equal fervor as their tongues danced together sensually. Her hands slid up to tangle in his dark hair while he held her curvy body flush against his firm chest.
They finally broke apart, both breathless and flushed. Takuya's fingers found the zipper of Eri's blazer and slowly drew it down, revealing more of her tantalizing cleavage spilling out of a black lace push-up bra.
He shrugged off his own police uniform shirt as Eri helped, eager to feel skin on skin.
💞Soon they stood in only their underwear - Takuya in dark boxers hugging his toned hips and Eri clad in skimpy panties that matched her lacy bra.
Resuming their heated makeout session, they explored each other's bodies with wandering hands. Takuya kneaded the soft flesh of Eri's voluptuous breasts while she ran her nails lightly down his back.
"Mmm... I need you so badly," Eri panted against his lips between butterfly kisses to his jaw and neck.
She nipped playfully at his earlobe, sending shivers through him. Takuya growled low in response, hands dipping beneath the waistband of her panties to grip her round ass.
💞They ground their hips together as they kissed again desperately, both aching for more intimate contact.
Eri's fingers trailed over Takuya's abs before teasingly brushing against his straining erection through the fabric. He groaned into her mouth and retaliated by cupping her mound possessively.
Lost in a haze of lust, they caressed and writhed against each other until the need for air forced them to separate again.
💞Chest heaving, Takuya gazed at Eri's disheveled hair and kiss-swollen lips with pure adoration.
Eri trailed kisses down Takuya's toned stomach, her fingers toying with the waistband of his boxers. With a coy smile, she tugged them down slowly, freeing his throbbing erection.
She licked her lips hungrily at the sight before wrapping her hand around the base and giving a teasing squeeze.
"Oh Takuya... you're so big," Eri purred appreciatively, stroking his impressive length.
💞Leaning in, she dragged her tongue along the underside of his shaft from balls to tip, savoring his masculine taste mixed with precum beading at the head.
"Ahh~!"
Takuya groaned and fisted a hand in Eri's silky hair as she began lapping at his swollen balls next. "That's it baby... put that sweet mouth on me," he encouraged huskily, hips rocking slightly to push more of himself against her face.
Eri released his shaft to focus solely on worshipping his heavy sack with lips and tongue.
💞She sucked one ball sack into her warm mouth while gently massaging the other with her fingers. Her eyes fluttered shut in bliss as she lavished attention on this sensitive area, determined to drive Takuya wild with pleasure.
"Mmm... you taste so good," Eri moaned around him before releasing his balls with a wet pop. Maintaining eye contact, she dragged her tongue along the throbbing veins of his cock, tracing every ridge and vein until she reached the tip again. Parting her lips, she swirled her tongue around the head, dipping into the slit to lap up more salty precum.
Takuya's grip tightened in her hair as he panted harshly above her. "Fuck Eri... put that sexy mouth on my cock before I lose it."
Eri smirked and slowly sank down, taking him inch by thick inch until his length hit the back of her throat.
💞She held herself there for a moment, throat muscles clenching around him as she breathed through her nose. Then she began bobbing her head in earnest, lips stretched obscenely around his girth.
"Oh god yes... just like that," Takuya grunted, fighting the urge to simply fuck her face and use her tight throat for his pleasure.
But he wanted this to last, wanted to savor every second of Eri's skilled mouth pleasuring him so eagerly.
💞She took him deeper each time, nose pressed to his groin as she swallowed around him. Drool leaked from the corners of her lips, dripping down her chin and onto her heaving breasts barely contained by the lacy bra. The wet sounds of her sucking and slurping echoed lewdly through the room.
Takuya's balls drew up tight as his climax approached. He tugged on Eri's hair in warning but she simply moaned wantonly, eyes glazing over with desire at the thought of making him come undone.
With a final harsh thrust, he pulled out and aimed his cock at her face just as thick ropes of cum erupted from the tip.
💕 SPURT! SPURT! 💕
Eri gasped as the first spurt hit her cheek, then closed her eyes in bliss as Takuya marked her face with his essence.
Streams of pearly white painted her flushed skin and hair as she panted softly beneath him. More landed on her heaving chest and bra, soaking through the thin lace.
When it was over, Eri slowly opened her eyes to gaze up at Takuya adoringly through a veil of cum and messy strands.
Globs dripped from her chin onto her collarbone as she smiled shyly.
"Was that good for you Husband?" She asked breathlessly, voice slightly hoarse.
💞Takuya cupped her face tenderly and wiped some of his release from her cheek with his thumb. "You're incredible Eri," he praised huskily before wiping her mouth with a tissue and capturing her lips in a kiss.
They held each other close as their breathing gradually slowed, basking in the afterglow. Then Takuya carefully lifted Eri into his arms and carried her to the bed, ready to worship every inch of her cum-coated body until she was writhing and screaming his name.
💞Takuya gently laid Eri down on the soft bed, her hair fanning out around her like a dark halo.
He leaned over to trail hot kisses along her neck as his hands deftly unfastened her bra.
💞The lacy garment fell away, revealing her large breasts topped with rosy nipples already pebbled in anticipation.
"Mmm... you have the most beautiful tits," Takuya murmured appreciatively before dipping his head to draw one straining peak into his mouth.
He swirled his tongue around the sensitive bud and suckled gently as Eri arched with a soft moan.
"Mmmm~"
His hand slid down her stomach to dip beneath the waistband of her soaked panties, fingers delving between slick folds to tease her entrance.
"Aaanh!"
💞Eri bucked against him needily but he kept his touch light, circling her clit with maddening slowness until she was whimpering and writhing on the bed.
"Please Takuya... I…More," Eri begged breathlessly, hips canting up for greater contact.
Chuckling lowly, Takuya released her nipple with a wet pop and kissed his way down her quivering body.
He hooked his fingers in her panties and dragged them slowly down her legs before tossing them aside carelessly.
Eri lay bare before him now, chest heaving and cheeks flushed with arousal.
💞Takuya settled between her spread thighs and gazed hungrily at her glistening pussy mere inches from his face.
Inhaling deeply, he savored the intoxicating scent of her desire before leaning in to drag the flat of his tongue along her slit.
"Oh!" Eri gasped sharply, hands flying down to fist in Takuya's hair as he began lapping at her most intimate place with single-minded focus.
💕 LICK! LICK! 💕
He alternated between broad strokes from entrance to clit and targeted flicks against the sensitive bundle of nerves until she was trembling and panting harshly above him.
💕 SLURP! SLURP! 💕
The lewd sounds of his slurping filled the room, spurring Takuya on as he ate her out like a man starved. He gripped her thighs, forcing them further apart to delve deeper with lips and tongue.
Eri's head thrashed against the pillows as she surrendered to the intense pleasure, hips rocking wantonly into his face.
💞"T-Takuya... I'm going to..." Her words dissolved into a high keen as he sucked her clit between his lips and lashed it mercilessly with his tongue.
Two fingers plunged knuckle-deep into her fluttering channel, pumping in time with the rhythmic pulses against her clit.
"Cum for me baby," Takuya commanded huskily, doubling his efforts to drive her over the edge.
"Ahhhhhh!!!"
Eri let out a strangled cry as her orgasm crashed over her, inner muscles clamping down on his fingers as she gushed around them.
💕 SQUIRT! 💕
He worked her through it with lips and tongue until she collapsed back bonelessly against the bed.
Takuya placed one last tender kiss on her twitching sex before crawling up to gather Eri into his arms. She clung to him weakly, heart pounding in her chest as aftershocks continued to roll through her.
Takuya simply held her close, stroking a hand soothingly over her sweat-dampened hair until their breathing slowed.
💞"That was incredible Husband," Eri murmured dazedly, turning her head to press a soft kiss to his chest. "I love you so much."
He smiled and tilted her chin up to capture her lips in a deep, passionate kiss that conveyed the depth of his feelings.
Takuya trailed his fingers lightly over the curves of Eri's breasts as they lay entwined on the plush bedding, admiring how they swelled and softened beneath his touch.
Her nipples pebbled in response, tempting him with their rosy peaks begging for attention.
"You have such gorgeous tits," Takuya murmured appreciatively, cupping the weight of her breasts in his palms reverently. "I could play with them all day."
💞Eri blushed and giggled softly, arching into his hands like a cat being petted. "Mmm... you make me feel so good Husband," she purred sultrily.
Takuya grinned and captured her lips in an unhurried kiss, pouring all of his love and desire into the sensual glide of their mouths.
"Mmmm~"
Eri melted against him, fingers threading into his hair as she returned the kiss with equal fervor.
They took their time exploring each other's bodies, mapping every dip and curve with reverent hands and lips.
Takuya traced the valley between her breasts before circling the stiff peaks teasingly, never quite touching where she needed it most.
💞"Takuya..." Eri whimpered breathlessly against his mouth, hips undulating in a wordless plea for more friction.
"I know sweetheart," he soothed, trailing open-mouthed kisses along her jaw and down the column of her throat. His teeth scraped over her pulse point before sucking hard enough to leave a mark.
"Tell me what you need baby... I want to make you feel amazing."
"I want your cock between my breasts," Eri blurted out breathlessly. "I want to feel you throbbing against me as you fuck them." She bit her lip shyly but the heat in her gaze belied any embarrassment at her bold words.
💞Takuya's eyes darkened with lust at the thought of her creamy breasts wrapped around his aching length. He hardened further, the tip already leaking precum in anticipation.
"Fuck yes... I'm going to cum all over these pretty tits," he growled, voice deep and roughened with need.
💞Eri whimpered in response, nipples straining almost painfully as she imagined it - his hot seed painting her chest as he rutted between the soft mounds. She squeezed them together invitingly, putting on a show just for him.
Takuya groaned at the erotic sight and wasted no time slicking himself with leftover lotion from earlier.
💞He nestled his hard cock in the valley of Eri's cleavage, hands cupping the generous swells to hold them snug around his girth.
"Ohhhh..." they both moaned as he began thrusting slowly between her breasts, savoring the warm softness enveloping him. Eri watched with hooded eyes as more and more of Takuya's length appeared from above her collarbone before disappearing again into her cleavage.
She licked her lips hungrily at the sight, hands squeezing rhythmically to increase the pressure around his cock as he picked up speed.
💕 THRUST! THRUST! THRUST! 💕
Takuya groaned brokenly, hips rocking faster now as pleasure coiled tight in his gut.
"That's it baby... fuck my tits just like that," Eri encouraged breathlessly, reveling in how wild and desperate he looked as she took him into her body this way. "Cum for me Takuya..."
💞Takuya could only grunt in response, too lost in sensation to form words anymore. His cock twitched between her breasts, the head peeking out with each thrust to smear precum across Eri's lips.
She darted her tongue out to lap at it greedily before closing her mouth around his tip on the next upstroke.
"Fuck..."
Takuya shouted hoarsely as pleasure sparked through him and he slammed in deeper.
"That's it... fuck my tits harder baby," Eri panted, loving how he was using her so wantonly for his own pleasure. "Mark me with your cum..."
💕 SPURT! SPURT! 💕
With a final harsh thrust, Takuya buried himself between her breasts one last time before crying out as thick ropes of cum erupted from his cock to splatter across her chest and face.
He shuddered through the intense climax, hips rocking shallowly to milk every last drop onto Eri's flushed skin.
"Haa... haa..."
She gasped and moaned softly at the feeling of his hot seed painting her, fingers tracing idle patterns through it. Takuya collapsed on top of her bonelessly, breathing ragged as he tried to gather the strength to move.
"Mmm... you're incredible," he rumbled eventually, leaning down to capture her lips in a deep, tender kiss. "I love you so much."
💞Eri smiled against his mouth and hugged him close, uncaring of the sticky mess between them. They lay entwined for long moments just savoring the afterglow before finally separating with soft laughter.
"I think I need a shower," Eri giggled impishly, sitting up and peering at the streaks of cum decorating her breasts.
"You're looking delicious with my cum on you," he purred appreciatively.
💞Eri blushed but held out her arms invitingly. "Join me in the shower then? I want you to clean every inch of my body with that talented tongue..."
Takuya groaned at the suggestive offer, already feeling his spent cock twitch back to life. He eagerly accepted her hand and pulled her up into a heated kiss full of promise for what was still to come.
As they stumbled giggling towards the bathroom, Takuya couldn't help but marvel at how incredibly lucky he was. Not only had this amazing woman agreed to be his partner in every sense of the word - now she was carrying his child too. His heart swelled with love and gratitude as Eri turned to smile over her shoulder at him coyly.
He would spend the rest of his life showing them both just how much they meant to him, starting right now under the warm spray of the shower...
[R-18 Scene End]
"Let's return home. I will take a leave in two days and whisk you away to visit the Land of Freedom."
Two days later, Fujiwara Takuya secured special leave, prepared his passport, and set off with Kisaki Eri to board a plane bound for America. As a wealthy man, he naturally booked a luxurious first-class cabin complete with exclusive flight attendant service.
"Have you made arrangements for accommodation?" she inquired.
"Don't fret," Takuya assured her. "I already purchased a house in the affluent district of Manhattan. The security is impeccable. I have also secured a dedicated waiter to attend to your every need."
The wealthy area of Manhattan – a place reserved for the elite. Even with fifty million dollars, one wouldn't easily gain a foothold there.
However, Takuya was not an ordinary multi-millionaire; he generated a net profit of one hundred million US dollars per month. How many companies could boast such extraordinary financial success?
"That sounds rather impressive," Eri acknowledged, her eyes gleaming with appreciation. "I've visited the affluent area of Manhattan before. The security is undoubtedly high, and there would be no need to worry about encountering danger."
While residing in that enclave provided a sense of safety, one must remain vigilant when venturing out.
Suddenly, they heard voices from the adjacent seats.
"Shinichi, this is first class; what are you doing here? Our tickets were only for business class," a voice exclaimed.
"Ran, I simply took a wrong turn. Let's return. My mother is quite foolish; our family is so wealthy, why didn't she purchase two first-class tickets?"
Ran, Shinichi...?
Takuya felt a shiver of recognition. These names, these voices – they sounded awfully familiar.
Could it be Mouri Ran and Kudo Shinichi?
The thought sent a wave of astonishment through him. They were inexplicably abroad having a child in secret, and now they were encountering Eri´s child and that Kudo on a flight to America.
Coincidentally, Takuya recalled that a year before the story began, Ran and Kudo Shinichi had visited America and encountered the disguised Vermouth.
An intriguing thought crossed his mind; perhaps this presented an opportunity to connect with Vermouth and persuade her to also bear him children – and early, at that.
And Kudo Yukiko, too, a child from her, possibly one or two more.
Takuya eagerly anticipated this possibility, wondering about the potential system rewards for fatherhood.
Kisaki Eri, standing beside him, heard those familiar voices and felt an overwhelming wave of panic and terror wash over her.
She had secretly wanted to give birth to a Fujiwara Takuya child abroad, and now, she was sharing a cabin with her daughter – her own flesh and blood!
If Ran discovered her relationship with Takuya, how would she explain it? It was over; they were going to be exposed.
Eri's heart pounded in her chest as fear threatened to consume her.
"Don't worry," Takuya said soothingly, sensing her distress. "You already have an excuse, don't you? You are abroad studying, and our Metropolitan Police Department just happens to need to extradite a criminal. We can simply say that we encountered each other by chance."
Eri felt a surge of warmth as she realized Takuya was by her side.
His presence offered a semblance of comfort. Perhaps, with Takuya, she could forge a happy life and leave her past behind.
Taking advantage of the privacy afforded by their cabin, Takuya embraced Eri passionately.
Eri, her anxieties momentarily forgotten, contentedly donned her eye mask and nestled under the quilt, allowing sleep to envelop her.
Fujiwara Takuya, however, found it impossible to slumber. A persistent buzzing sound filled his ears, a maddening annoyance that disrupted his rest. It was akin to three thousand flies swarming around him.
But it wasn't a fly; it was more like a bee. Bees were drawn to flowers, their fragrance intoxicating and unlike the repulsive nature of flies.
"Hello, Excuse me... We have some questions for you," a voice startled him awake.
Fujiwara Takuya slapped himself across trying desperately to silence the incessant buzzing. What was with this disturbance? Couldn't he simply have peace and quiet? "Damn it, who is bothering me? Can't I sleep in peace?"
Kudo Shinichi recoiled in shock from the forceful slap. He had merely intended to inquire about their situation; why had heck he been struck with such a strong force?
Furthermore, that voice sounded eerily familiar.
Inspector Megure and several others, including Kudo Shinichi, stood stunned, speechless for a moment. The unexpected slap on Kudo Shinichi's face hung heavy in the air. It was a clear demonstration of Takuya's volatile nature.
Fujiwara Takuya opened his eyes sluggishly, saw the stunned expressions on their faces, and remained silent, a bewildered look crossing his features.
Inspector Megure quickly recovered, recognizing this as an opportunity to expedite the case with Fujiwara Takuya's assistance. "Officer Fujiwara," he began, "we have some cases here that require your expertise."
Kudo Shinichi, standing beside him, felt a surge of unease. Why would he need help from someone else? He was perfectly capable of solving these cases on his own.
Ever since Fujiwara Takuya's arrival, he hadn't encountered any significant cases; this absence of challenge threatened to overshadow his detective prowess and potentially lead to being surpassed by Hattori Heiji from the other district.
"What happened?" Takuya murmured, finally waking up fully and noticing the presence of these familiar faces around him.
"Mom, why are you here? Why are you traveling abroad?" Ran Mouri asked, her voice laced with concern. She appeared calm on the surface, but internally she was consumed by anxiety.
Eri needed to maintain composure and avoid revealing anything suspicious about her relationship with Fujiwara Takuya. Their connection had to remain a secret.
Mouri Ran stared at her mother Eri, her eyes narrowed with suspicion. The more she pondered their situation, the more apprehensive she became. Could these two be having an illicit affair?
[That´s all for now.]