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Yamaguchi was proud of having come out to Tsukishima, it was a big achievement. They had their nb flag pasted across the wall and a they/them pin on their shirt when they went to work at their bakery. Tsukishima had taken the news rather well, and all in all it was going great. So Yamaguchi couldn't understand why they were so nervous about tonight. Maybe dysphoria? Tsukishima had sex with them all the time, they were kind of a stereotypic gay- queer?- couple because of that, but Yamaguchi had no idea how it all would go now. Maybe Tsukishima would just let them suck his dick and they'd cuddle after, make out a bit. They felt a heat in their body just from the thought, as they realized just how much they missed being around their husband. They laid down on the bed, waiting for their husband's arrival as they scrolled through pinterest, considering a more neutral name. Yams, would maybe sound nice, they guessed they might bring that up to their husband sometime.
The door swung open, as they rubbed their eyes to wake up. How long has it been?
"Hey, my love."
Ah, their beautiful man. They stood in marvel as they observed the milky tone of their husband's skin in comparison to the soft blonde hairstrands.
"Hello, Tsukki."
They observed as Tsukishima, dubbed endearingly "Tsukki", took a condom out of his pocket. They supposed taking it in their hole wouldn't be too bad. Tsukishima prepared himself as Yamaguchi nervously and excitedly waited. Once they both were mentally and physically prepared, Tsukishima entered Yamaguchi, it felt soo good.
"I love you, Yamaguchi."
"I was thinking-"
"Mm?"
And it felt ridiculous to mention it then but the thrusts felt so good and Yams felt so safe.
"I've been thinking about changing my name to Yams."
There was a beat of silence as Yams got more and more confused on why their partner wasn't responding.
"Tsukki?"
"Don't be ridiculous."
Yams had to stifle a sound of shock at the rough words.
"Tsukki, whatever do you mean?"
"Pretending you're not a boy, that's one thing, but I'm not letting my husband change his name to something ridiculous."
Yamaguchi felt a heat go to their face from shame and anger...and an odd heat to their stomach as well.
"Tsukki, I'm not a boy, I'm nonbinary-"
Tsukishima placed his hand on his partner's neck, anger evident on his face.
"Shut up, Yamaguchi."
Instinctively, probably from years of practice, Yamaguchi shut his mouth. Attempting as well to stifle the sounds of enjoyment from this.
"Keep talking and I'll inject you with Testosterone while you sleep. You may be able to confuse some people now, with your dyed hair and nasally voice but once I'm done with you, no one will think you're anything other than a confused man."
Yamaguchi couldn't deny this was hot to him.
"Tsukki- stop-"
"Why, you like it too much?"
"Fuck- you-"
"Does my boyfriend like me reminding him of who he is too much?"
Yamaguchi loved it.
"Nghh- maybe-"
"Good boy."
And ashamedly, that was enough for Yamaguchi to cum.