A/N: I've begun a series of edits over the first few chapters, just to smooth things out across the story.

I'm also going to rewrite the bad chapter. You know the one. Anyone who'd like to help and read over stuff that might not be 100% there, I'll be happy to give a shoutout for feedback.

Thanks to The Immortal Doctor Reid (for a lookover), and EvilFuzzy9 (for some advice, and another lookover) - check out both of them!

This is also porn with plot, so…

If you're under 18, bugger off.

It was the middle of March.

A nice, warm Spring had begun for most people in the Northern Hemisphere – mainly our main cast, yet in the icy peaks of the Snow Maiden reserve, things remained, as you could guess…

Bone-chillingly cold.

It's been 2 years since the majority of the Newspaper Club had graduated from Yokai Academy. Tsukune had been given the job of vice-Headmaster under Tenmei Mikogami's… Unorthodox teaching methods…

As the elder monster-woman began to retire, she became close with the Incubus, and despite Tsukune's initial weirdness, what with her age and all, Tenmei was one of his Destined Ones. Of course, he didn't quite believe it initially, but if the Fates had conspired that this was to be, then…

He wouldn't argue.

Others, like Gin, had pursued careers outside the Academy, in the Werewolf's case, becoming a world-famous photographer.

Mizore, on the other hand?

Having dealt with humans for about a year after leaving Yokai Academy, she soon learnt how best for monster-girls to approach them – a far cry from her previous stalking antics. So, the Snow Maiden had put her knowledge to great use, teaching young, inexperienced monster-girls how to approach humans in a safe and respectable manner, amongst other things.

As a teacher, she liked the title of "Missus Aono", though to save some confusion amidst the others who'd taken up teaching at the Academy, "Miss Shirayuki" was fine, too.

"Missus Aono" sounded better to her, though.

A harsh wind barrelled against the walls of the cabin the couple were confined to. It only served to make the Incubus enjoy the warmth of his partner that much more.

Tsukune and Mizore were alone, a time which she revelled in. Though the circumstances seemed dire to the couple, the husband and wife poured all their passion into their night together, all so that a child of theirs might be brought into the world.

Yes, as odd as it sounds, a young couple were about to make love for the sake of procreation.

As some of us know, Yuki Onna have been, for quite some time, an "at-risk" species. Their biological clocks ticked oddly regarding fertility – so that a Snow Maiden might've only conceived a child from the ages of 17 to 25.

Mizore wanted a child. At least one.

Tsukune wanted to have a child with Mizore.

Mizore wanted to have a career begun, before she conceived.

Tsukune wanted to give her the chance to have more kids, if the urge arose in the woman again.

By the age of 17, by Snow Maiden law, Mizore was made Tsukune's second wife, after Kurumu. Then, at the age of 22, Tsukune and Mizore undertook their first night of lovemaking for the sake of conception. Mizore had performed every ritual and prayer her mother had recommended, increasing her chances of fertility, and that of her and her partner's arousal.

"Oh, Tsukune…" Mizore breathed, her voice almost inaudible. The boy had his lips to her cold neck – suckling at every inch of pale skin that wasn't hidden by her bewitching garment. And for each hickey he'd leave against Mizore's otherwise untouched flesh, she'd nibble him back, sending chills down his spine with every little arousing pinch.

"Oh, M-Mizore…" He breathed back, the hot mist spilling out over her cold skin. His hands found their way to the shoulders of her shawl, peeling the fabric away ever so gently, revealing more and more of her to him.

No matter how much they'd gone at it before, rutting like a Bunny and a Devil, the allure of Mizore's lithe body never failed to draw Tsukune's perverted gaze. Though even before they'd started, Tsukune was hard and ready, drooling in anticipation. The monster-woman's robe was next, pooling at her feet as her husband slowly slid it off.

His eyes admired every inch of her – from her cutely framed face (and how he'd like to see it contort in rapture), to her hefty breasts, peaked by their perpetually pert nipples, to her tightened (soon to be swollen) tummy, ending as he caught sight of Mizore's wonderfully thick legs and ass. Sadly, she wasn't clad in her usual sexy stockings, but such an occasion required that different garments be worn.

As a hand of hers slinked its way down the man's stomach, Tsukune swore he could've heard a sizzle from the contact. He'd never felt so hot in his damn life. A roaring fire crackled behind him, and plopped in the Snow Maiden's mouth was an extra-strength temperature-regulator lollipop. He tore his lips away from the girl's soft skin, and cracked a grin to her. He took a break from leering at the monster-woman to stare into her blue, crystalline eyes.

"I love you, my little Snow Bunny…"

"Not as much as I love you, my Red Devil…"

Her gaze fell from his as a fresh wave of heat hit her cheeks, and he brought his hand under chin, sensing a tinge of apprehension.

"No matter what, you're my Destined One, Mizore. As far as I'm concerned, a baby will be more of you to love." He said, placing a single, lingering kiss on the Yuki Onna's lips. He wrapped his arms around his lover, and shivered soon after, huffing hotly over the woman's head.

"Even when I gain weight, you'll still love me for me?" She asked.

"Of course." He answered.

"Even when I get moody, you'll still be there to cheer me up?"

"Always."

"Even when I get cravings… You'll be there to satisfy them?" Her voice became laced with allure and lasciviousness, aurally pleasing the Incubus before her. He took a deep breath, and smiled, as arousal's grasp came for him as well. The hand she had on his chest slid beneath his boxers, and snap-froze them, quickly shattering the fabric as if it were nothing.

With the way paved, a hardened, meaty monster-cock awaited Mizore, and beneath it, two pulsing balls, full of that seed she sought. Slowly, she reached for his rod, and stroked it, letting more and more blood flow through the organ. Tsukune let out a hoarse moan, gritting his teeth as his cock throbbed in the soft, chilly hands of his wife.

Her hand became slick with precum, adding to the unearthly chill that went through the man's body with every stroke, lubricating him in a haphazard manner.

"…A-As my Destined One, I'll see to it that every one of your needs is catered for, Mizore..." He teased her, kneeling before the woman, kissing her body at every point he could, suppressing his growing lust.

His lips stopped just shy of the trimmed patch of pubic hair above the monster-woman's drooling snatch. He took in her scent, like a mate recognising its partner's mark, and growled lowly. Tsukune gripped Mizore's ass and thigh to keep them both steady, and slipped his tongue into his wife's pussy.

He lapped, lapped, and lapped, tongue-fucking as slowly as he could, making Mizore squeak in delight with every little twist and pump of his licker. Her cold body flushed with spots of heat, and her squeaks turned to moans as she jittered and spasmed in Tsukune's furious grip.

"Ts-Ts… Oh, my god…" The Incubi's tongue set fire to the Yuki Onna's cunt, with a pulse of concentrated Yokai energy.

"Mmmmm~…" He groaned into her, curling his lips into a crooked smile at the sight of Mizore's face.

If Tsukune had to pick the best thing about his lovemaking sessions with Mizore, it'd have to be the faces she'd make. Whereas someone as experienced Kurumu would fuck with a constant smile, Mizore would let passion override her facial muscles at the point of orgasm. It aroused the Incubus to no end – and he swore the second she'd cum for him, she'd then be lying down by the fire, riding that orgasm, and his prick.

Between harsh bites of air and lewd, crude moans, Mizore retained a bit of sanity before her orgasm hit. She had her grip on the back of Tsukune's head, mushing the man's face further into her sopping pussy, begging for a release. From his angle, he had a beautiful view of the Snow Maiden's heaving tits, the gorgeous little red cherries that topped them, and the currently cringing face of his wife in between them.

"TS-TSUKUNE~!" She cried out, her juices jetting out of her thoroughly-tongued entrance, onto the face of her Beloved. The monster-man moaned once more into his wife's love canal, before languidly slipping his sore tongue out, all for the monster-woman's enjoyment.

He slipped his grip to his wife's buttocks, and squeezed them gently, beaming.

"Ts-Tsukune…" Her face was beet red, with an ungodly heat.

"Yes, my little Snow Bunny?"

"P-p-put a b-baby in me!"

And so, if his Bunny wanted little Bunnies, he'd give them to her. Effortlessly, he lifted the woman and laid her by the fireplace, kneeling above her. Still swimming in her the wake of her brilliant orgasm, Mizore's face remained goofy and love-drunk. Her pussy remained dribbling, and wanting. Tsukune rubbed the accumulated pre from his previous arousal, and slathered his cock in it, muttering some ancient Incubine magicks to grant him easier passage.

Without provocation, she brought an arm under her cleavage to show off to the man above her, a sight which, amidst her dishevelled looks, further excited the already "pretty fucking excited" Incubus. A quick slip, a hitch in their breaths, and soft whimpers signalled the start of Mizore's long awaited impregnation. Soft, lovely swirls of white Yokai energies intermingled with red dashes, hovering just above the Snow Maiden's womb – having appeared from the loving energies of both partners.

Her pussy was fixed tight around the man's rod, and every thrust of his drove her further into pleasured insanity, taking him in further and further inside her milking walls. He swam through his own river of ecstasy to meet the woman below, mashing his lips into hers in an adoring battle of fire and ice. His testes quaked as they'd smack against Mizore's bum, as if wanting to be emptied into the woman of their own accord.

Wordlessly, he moved a hand from the girls' ass to fondle her right breast, playing with it, teasing the Yuki Onna. His sloppy, fiery kisses trailed downwards as he persisted with his thrusts, ending at the crown of her unattended tit. Mizore's face contorted quickly, what with all the attention she was receiving!

He rolled the nipple around with his tongue, and nibbled on the nub, ever so softly. A gentle, low whine escaped the monster-woman's lips at Tsukune's ministrations – and it did not take long for the Incubi's orgasm to come, either. As the twin trails of magic circled between the couple's union, sound seemed to escape both parties' ears, and the world stopped for a moment. The sex demon came with a muffled roar, emptying his fiery seed inside his wife. Mizore cried out as pleasure ripped through her, the hot cum of her Beloved igniting her womb in wondrous turn.

"OH MY F-TSUKUNE~!"

"MIZORE!" He growled into her breast, hugging her tightly as his thrusts slowed and his balls pumped, pouring perilous amounts of cum into the Snow Maiden. He snapped his stare back once again, and revelled in the buggered look she gave him back.

They panted, rested, and kissed the other slowly, regaining their drained energies to further fuck into that cold, snowy night in the Snow Maiden reserve. A pregnant Mizore made a happy Mizore, and a happy Tsukune.

A/N: Let the rewrites begin!