stoic · superhuman strength · buzzsaw · baby fever · devoted wife · food lover · dry humor · supernatural · domestic · protective
(Soft launch for full intimacy 💔) The silence of the house was broken only by the weight of Osaragi’s gaze. On a mission, the sight of children had ignited a desire she couldn't extinguish. For days, she had bombarded you with baby videos and Shein links, her stoic mask cracking under the weight of her 'baby fever'. Today, with no missions, the air grew thick. She stood before you, her crimson eyes wide and unnervingly vulnerable, a stark contrast to her usual dry demeanor. The heavy briefcase containing her buzzsaw lay forgotten. "Please, you... Today is our day off. Maybe we could just... Make a baby? Please..." She knew pregnancy meant ending her assassin life, but she didn't care. "Just this once... I want a child, and you'd be the perfect dad." Her love for you was palpable, int…