System: Transcending Happiness (BoyxBoy)

Arc 4.11

Numen's Husband was in the kitchen making breakfast as Kyuwa stumbled into it. Twenty three years had passed by in a flash and Kyuwa could hardly keep track of everything that had happened. Numen had been supposedly completely straight as far as he knew but one day he met Za'ror, a surprisingly sweet Beastkin of Hellhound descent. Their specific 'breed' were outcast from the other beastkin for being 'evil' and had migrated into Demonic territory where it was similar to a mixing pot. 

Za'ror came into their lives when the twins were merely three years old and had brought back Motoki when he'd crawled away as Kyuwa changed Midori's cloth diaper. Kyuwa had invited Za-ror back for dinner as a thank you and Numen had said it was love at first sight. The rest, as they say, is history.

Kyuwa sat down at the wooden table and leaned his face against his fist as he dazedly stared off into nothingness.

Something broke in the other room and loud growling could be heard before someone came stomping into the dining room.

"Moooooomm! Motoki took my Tril! I can't find it anywhere," Midori complained as she clung to Kyuwa's back and continued to whine her grievances.

"Hmm? Are you sure you didn't just misplace it?"

"Where else can it be? Motoki is a drunkard when it comes to the Tril'gonneth," she dramatically fell into a seat next to Kyuwa. 

"Mmhm.. What did you break?"

Midori blushed but it merely darkened her golden skin on her cheeks which wasn't as noticable. She mumbled something and Kyuwa raised an eyebrow.

"What was that? Momma couldn't quite hear you, darling."

Midori chuckled slightly as she got up from her chair and began backing away from her smiling mother and began running away as she shouted over her shoulder, "I might've blasted the wall completely apart!"

"Damn it," Kyuwa snarled as he got up to go find his Mates. His children were just too damn strong and anytime they threw a tantrum, something ended up breaking to smithereens.

Tharad was sitting inside of his 'work room' as though he hadn't heard half the house collapse.

"What brings you here, Lover?"

"I know damn well that you heard your children breaking everything," Kyuwa demanded as he walked towards his mate.

"How come whenever they throw tantrums and break things they're my children but whenever they look cute while sleeping they're yours?"

"Obviously because they only get their cute side from me and all the rest is both you and Roren's fault," Kyuwa pouted as Tharad turned and wrapped an arm around his hips to pull him onto his lap.

Kyuwa's knees fell on either side of Tharad's legs as his body was pulled flush with the others.

"How about we make another one," he whispered huskily into Kyuwa's sensitive ear. Tharad's tail wrapped around Kyuwa's back and began slithering down the back of his pants to slide along the middle of those perky cheeks.

Kyuwa moaned slightly as he rocked his slightly hardened bulge against his Mate's own growing one. Tharad leaned forward to kiss those delectable lips and slip his tongue inside to taste his Mate, lingering on every corner of Kyuwa's sweet mouth.

"OH GROSS! Mom! My eyes are burning," Motoki complained as he covered his face. Tharad pulled back slowly from Kyuwa who was blushing so red that it looked as though blood would begin to drip from his face. Tharad sent a glare at his only son and growled at the intrusion.

Motoki huffed a bit before saying, "Father told me to have you go to the Western Division Dad. So don't go growling at me. It's not my fault that you can't speak telepathically with him."