"Bro, s-stop…" A very androgynous Gamer muttered from his place pinned against the back wall of the vanishing closet, "I'm a boy."

"I don't care," Another Gamer, Coin, muttered as he dragged his tongue up his neck. "Looks female enough."

With a soft click of the latch, the door shut and both of them disappeared.

Sighing in relief as the last Gamer exited via the modified vanishing closet, Shiro turned to his beloved husband with Fenris done feeding from his chest.

It was actually exhausting, dealing with so many Gamers at once. Not in the physical sense as their myriad perks and stats handled most of it. But there was no trainable stat for Patience, and admittedly, neither Shiro nor Kuro had a lot of it.

Just glad that it was over, Shiro smiled warmly as he met Kuro's eyes.

"That was an impressive turnout, right hun?" Shiro asked gently, leaning up to stand on his tippy-toes to catch Kuro's lips in a loving kiss. His fluffy white wedding dress swaying with the action.

As they broke the kiss, the newly-wed couple began their leisurely stroll back to the master bedroom- the soft moonlight of RWBY's broken moon acting as a familiar and calming sight for both of them.

"I'm glad that little Fenris here called them." Kuro murmured- breaking the silence, as he reached down between Shiro's arms and ruffled Fenris' hair with a stroking headpat. Fenris gave a cute little yawn, earning aw's from the two happy parents. "Looks like the little guy enjoyed himself too."

Stopping by Fenris' room, they placed the snoozing Fenris back in his crib.

The two spent a meaningful silence as they returned to their master bedroom. Shiro snuggling close to his new husband all the way there.

"Kuro, dear?" Shiro softly called out, looking up at his husband to meet his warm coal-black eyes. Slender, feminine hands found Kuro's larger ones and enclosed them in a warm grasp.

"Yes?" Kuro answered, a soft smirk on his lips as he had a feeling where this was going to go.

Hooking Kuro's thumbs on the waistband of his panties, Shiro guided Kuro's fingers as they dropped down Shiro's frilly white panties.

Past slender feminine thighs, the frilly white fabric slid. Shiro's sultry smile only grew the further the flimsy piece of fabric dropped. And when it finally hit the floor, he stepped out of them and placed his palms on the mattress- facing away from Kuro.

A deliciously boyish feminine rear swaying from side to side as Shiro teased his husband with his boipussy. His icy-blue eyes gleaming with lust as he whimpered, "Fuck my ass hard tonight?"

Kuro's only answer was to push Shiro's face further down on the mattress as he gripped his white locks.

This was his life now: an eternity of being sodomized by Kuro and bearing his children.

And from that alone, Shiro just knew that all was right in the omniverse.