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Junko nursed quietly at her tea, her hair writhing and snaking up around Seiji's shoulders to coil around his neck and shoulders, however unlike The Empress' tight, strangling grasp on him her hold was affectionate and gentle like she was holding onto a security doll while drinking jasmine tea.

She made a pleased noise when Seiji pet her hair and neck, lowering the tea cup to tip her head back and allow him full access to her throat. Junko practically melted on his lap, the combination of tea, petting, and kisses to her temple were very effective in relaxing her. Though there was still a slight tension in her shoulders.

He spoke and Junko opened her eyes, looking up at the upside down face of her fiance. "Can we move to the bed?" She asked quietly, snuggling back against him. "I finished my tea," she then announced while holding up her cup for him to see. Look, Seiji. She's a good ghoul. What a good little ghoul she is. Shower her in praise and love for she has finished all of her tea.

And she probably wants more.

She gasped when he rubbed her with his thumb, bowing her head forward and leaning to let him at her back. That felt incredible. But all too soon he was stopping to get up because she had asked. Right. Okay. Junko got up on her feet and offered a hand down to Seiji if he wanted it. He kissed her cheek? Why just her cheek? Her hand came up to brush her fingers against the cool spot he left behind on her skin as she watched him walk away. Her shoulders sagged and she frowned. Sure, he didn't kiss her lips every time, every minute of every day...but for some reason her heart felt tighter when he just kissed her cheek that time.

Junko stood in the doorway for a moment before making her way to the bed, taking a minute to change out of her dress and put it in the laundry basket before just climbing into bed, not bothering with sleep clothes this time. By the time Seiji returned to her she was sitting against the wall with the covers pulled up to her waist, happily accepting the offered tea and waiting for Seiji to join her in bed. She pat beside her in invitation.

Glowing green eyes watched him over the cup. "...Seiji I.." Her brow furrowed, she cut herself off. No, no. Bad start. She pouted and looked down at her reflection in her tea. "When..when we start having scarelings..I.." She huffed and rubbed her lips together. Dainty fingers drummed against the sides of her teacup. "I don't..know if I want...daughters.." Junko sank back against the wall and raised her shoulders, sipping at her tea again while watching Seiji cautiously, as if she was nervously hiding behind the small tea cup.

Junko let him take her hand, her shoulders sagging when he said she was being crazy. She looked down away from him, instead watching their hands. "What if she hates me? What if," she sniffed and set her empty tea cup carefully on her lap so she could rub her fingers under her eyes. "What if she's a futakuchi-onna a-and I wouldn't wish what I went through with The Mistress o-on any scareling much less my own and wi-with how much I hate The Empress what..what if she's right and I just have so much hatred that it, like, seeps into our scareling because of my Fear a-and she hates me I don-do-don't know what I'd do..!" Junko covered her eyes with her hand and shrank against the wall again, letting out a low whine as she brought her knees up to her chest. She squeezed his hand.

When pulled toward him she gasped, but only out of surprise. It startled her but she settled against him easily as she always did. She looked up at him, sniffing and rubbing at her eyes with the heel of her hand. Was she really that crazy? Did he not see where she was coming from with this? Could he really blame her for being worried?

She sniffed again, rubbing her lips together and pressing them tightly closed when he told her to listen. It was true, really. If they had a ghoul like her she wouldn't ever let her second mouth get the better of her. He was being completely reasonable and everything he was saying was right. Junko couldn't help the small laugh at the 'spoiled rotten' bit. "You have to be careful when you spoil someone, they'll start expecting it and it's really easy for them to turn bratty and whiny about it if they don't get their way," she warned him quietly. It may have been a jab at herself and how he spoiled her constantly.

..It was entirely a jab at herself, though she couldn't recall anytime she was bratty about his spoiling ways.

Junko's eyes turned down then, and she leaned forward to rest her forehead against his. He was right. Of course he was right. Seiji was always right when she was being crazy. They'd both promised not to lock themselves up or run away from things. She reached up to wrap her arms around his neck and then nuzzled her face into his cheek. "Please stay the night." She knew he had class but she wanted him to stay. Couldn't he stay this once?

Suddenly she giggled. "Jikininki scarelings, always hungry all the tiiiiime. What will we dooooo~."

"Yes," Junko answered solemnly, looking up at Seiji with serious eyes until her expression finally broke into a smile. She was starting to feel better, Seiji was a huge help in that. She curled around him, her legs across his lap and coming around to try and hug his side. Junko closed her eyes.

She giggled again as Seiji laughed. This was much better. "Keep them scattered throughout the house so even if they're not in the kitchen we can toss them one as soon as they ask for it," she suggested with a grin. Junko opened her eyes and looked up at Seiji with a fond smile, her hand coming back to cup his cheek and stroke cool skin with her thumb. "I bet they'll put your constant hunger to shame~" she teased, and then suddenly her eyes widened. "Did you know in the human world that human mothers feed their new tiny little scarelings with their breasts? It was the strangest thing I'd ever seen! Just right there, anywhere! Their scareling starts crying and they put them to their breast and just..let them do whatever!" Junko slowly shook her head with a mixture of disbelief, mild disgust, and amazement. It had not been a thing she enjoyed seeing. She had tried to ask a mother about it at one point, but the woman had seemed rather concerned by Junko's curiosity, so she never received her answer.

Wide eyed, Junko nodded. "Yeah! I know, right?! I tried to ask one of them but she got really weird about it, so I left it at that. Unsolved mysteries." She shrugged and looked down at her own chest, letting go of Seiji to prod at it. "And scarelings with sharp teeth? I can't even imagine that! If we have any Jikininki scarelings they're definitely going to have teeth like yours. It would tear them up! Humans are so weird. They do a lot of strange stuff with their scarelings, too. Like dress them in frilly pink get ups and put them in bags on their backs or fronts. I don't get why." Junko pouted and looked up at Seiji's face again. "We'll be way better parents than them," she said seriously, even giving a nod to her own words.

Junko then fell quiet, her expression softening into a fond smile as she gazed up at Seiji. Her fiance, her love, her hero. He hadn't needed to come by while her mother was here but she was so glad he had, her gratitude toward his presence was endless. She reached for both of his hands and leaned back to lie down and pull Seiji on top of her, her hands still holding his and resting on her pillow at either side of her head. She sighed with contentment. "We'll have a boil and.." She hesitated at first and then smiled again. "A ghoul, all our own. Mommy and daddy's little prince and princess, spoiled rotten and wanting for nothing~." Junko tilted her head, a silent request for a kiss. ""

Beejoux