After some groaning, the red-headed sekirei wakes up and yawns, stretching and accidentally poking Minato in the face.
"Stop poking me please." He says. Matsu then turns to minato and giggles contentedly. "Well, that was fun, wasn't it?" she says. Minato turns ghost-white.
"No way.... you mean we...huh?!" he exclaims. Matsu nods and grins impishly. "Clothes off, the whole 9 yards, all night long." She says seductively
Minato seems to freeze. "Hun? Hello, you alright?" Matsu asks, waving her hand in his face. Moments later, he passes out again. "Oops." Matsu puts a hand on her mouth and giggles.
A few days have gone by, and no huge damage seems to have been done. Everyone goes about their business, and the usual shenanigans and squabbles of Izumo Inn occur as they should, and there aren't any bad feelings or grudges held against anybody.
However, about 4 or 5 weeks later, Matsu begins to feel a little bit....off. She's woken up a few times, feeling violently sick. And after that sickness subsided, she felt an almost demonic hunger inside her, and she felt as if she was starving.
Not only that, but there were some other clues to. She had a little bit of a round bump on her belly, and her butt, thighs and breasts were all becoming a little bit thicker, and her hips were a little wider.
"Hmmm, odd..." She says, not giving it much thought initially.
However, after about the 6th or 7th week after she and minato had the night of drunken ugly-bumping, her sickness and hunger only seemed to be steadily increasing, almost with each passing day. Not only that, but she had definitely gotten thicker and softer (Though admittedly, it was in all the right places)
"...Could I be?...." She lifts up her dress and gently rubs her soft belly. ".....Am I.....pregnant?"