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shegetsburned · 2 months

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❝ sensory night ❞ w. gyōmei himejima ੈ✩‧₊˚

.nsfw.smut.

underrated character collab entry !!

• — synopsis. himejima carries you to bed when you’re sleepy and tipsy after a gathering. one thing leads to another when you help him explore his other senses. • — a/n. it’s hereeeee. here’s my piece for the underrated character collab hosted by @honeybleed! ty again for letting me be a part of this. always love writing for my man gyōmei. • — wc. 3,7k

how long has it been? five? six years? you hadn’t had this much time to relax for years. you and anyone included at this small gathering. some hashiras gathered on the terrace, and some slayers gathered inside. for once, you were all decompressing and having fun. including yourself. you had drank enough booze to see blurred whenever you tried to get up from where you were sitting, words meddling themselves into your mouth.

the stone hashira was watching you, as much as he could. when himejima heard your shiny laughter from the other room, he knew you were safe, it’s when it stopped that his brows connected in concern. he had to go take a look.

sliding the wooden door to the adjacent room where some of your colleagues were gathered, he felt the pressure of the floor change when your back met the mat. it wasn’t long before the slayers made way for himejima’s giant stature to come over and gently pick you up, wrapping his arm under your back and knees. you were sound asleep. pretty little snores escaping your mouth. a warm chuckle made its way out of his lips when he heard how peaceful you felt between his hands. “i think it’s time for bed, precious one.”

the others laughed in unison before agreeing that your time at this gathering was over. your bed was waiting for you.

gyōmei had been watching over you for years now. and you were certainly grateful for his presence. the wisest and strongest hashira looking out for you? you couldn’t have been more safe.

but it wasn’t all innocent and you knew it.

he couldn’t quite discern your facial expression when he was dreamingly staring a little too long. or how gently his words landed in your ears when he reassured you after a mission. or your blushing figure when he was standing always so close to you.

oh. you were so grateful.

tuk

the flask you had been carrying between your fingers made contact with the floor when your weight was lifted by his strong hands. leading you to your chamber was an easy task for the hashira. nevertheless, he wasn’t sure if he should leave or stay by your side. would you need more help later when you awoke? would you still be tipsy and unable to stand?

why was it harder to make a quick decision when it came to you than on the terrain?

deep in his thoughts, gyōmei hadn't realized you had just woken up, still in his arms. it’s your giggle that alerted him. a soft and sweet giggle that could’ve warmed his heart if it wasn’t already so full of love for you.

“gyōmei.” your sleepy voice reached him as he walked into the corridor leading to your room. you still weren’t on first-name bases after all these years so hearing it coming from you made his heart skip a beat., but his face stayed composed, as strong as ever.

“gyōmei, gyōmei-” you insisted, lingering on his name. you couldn’t quite figure out why you were in his arms in the first place but it seemed to not bother you when you searched for contact, placing a hand on his cheek with an impudent smile. “gyōmei. look at you, gyōmei.” your left thumb trailed his jaw before you extended your whole right hand around his other cheek. “your face is so soft, gyōmei..”

you jiggled with his cheek, pinching his skin but he did not flinch. he wasn’t bothered, wearing his usual stoic demeanour, as he kept his gaze straight towards the door that was coming to your left. “you’re tired, small one. you should sleep.” if you had his perfect sense of hearing, you could’ve heard his strong heart beat faster ever since you laid your fingers on his face.

he opened the door, with you still comfortably tucked into his arms before delicately setting you down on the squishy bed. you whined, now cold without the warmth of his body as you only wore that kimono that was barely holding on around your shoulders, revealing parts of your cleavage.

his eyes flickered when he heard a ruffle coming from your sheets where he had left you. he was standing on two knees beside your bed now, and you could’ve sworn he was taller than anyone you knew even when in this position.

“gyōmei.”

“yes. what is it?”

he was always so patient with you. so composed and polite. so, was the moment right? was it right for you to continue your sentence and express these buried feelings you had felt for so long?

“don’t you sometimes wonder...”

hesitation drawn in your eyes– it was a good thing he couldn’t see.

“don’t you sometimes wonder what i feel like?”

your words were followed by your hands wrapping around his wrist, slowly lifting his arm towards your face.

he let himself be handled with apprehension and silence when he realized you were leading his hand closer and closer to your mouth. there was no resistance on his part when you moved it further, landing on your face.

his hand was warm, scarred and calloused but it felt so soft against your skin. he was hesitant at first, all of his senses aleterted when he felt your body shiver against his touch. it was the first time he could allow himself to touch you so intimately. his hand cupped your jaw before slowly making its way towards your mouth. he pressed his thumb against your lips. it was such a comfortable gesture when he started caressing your upper lip, slightly opening your mouth with its movement.

you couldn’t help but stare at him. the concentrated gaze he wore when he tried to memorize every inch of your lips made you nervously exhale. your hands were still wrapped around his enormous forearm as he took the lead from you.

the idea that gyōmei had of you was constructed only by the sound your voice made, by the wind caressing his face whenever you moved and by the musical chant of your laughter reaching his ears. all of it was enough for him to favour you.

he didn’t only favour you, he longed for you. longed for more. longed for touch. he wanted to memorize the shape of your figure, the taste of your skin, the weight of your body, the sound of your moans-

he wanted to explore all of his senses with you. and maybe this time you’d be able to help him.

you couldn’t help but realize that he was completely silent when he moved his thumb past your lips without resistance. feeling your tongue and teeth was a whole new experience for him. a slight pressure applied with your teeth made him nervously inhale, but all you could hear was a deep groan when your tongue made contact with his finger.

while he inspected the interior of your mouth, you kept drawing small circles with your thumb still tightly gripping his forearm. you wanted gyōmei to feel welcome and not hesitate to feel more parts of you.

you showed him by releasing your teeth around his thumb and sucking on it. he could feel his heartbeat all the way to his hands when you started to move your mouth. it was all so new and all so sudden, he didn’t know how to react to your invitation. he felt like losing himself. he wanted to lose control.

you took your time, imprinting your lips around his thumb before letting him go with a sloppy pop. now that gyōmei had a taste of your saliva on him, he wanted more. as soon as you stopped, thinking he’d be too hesitant to continue, the gentle giant raised himself on one knee, leaning his whole figure on top of you and wrapping his hand around the back of your head. it was his turn to get a taste.

he started at the beginning of your neck, covering it with kisses and bites. It was slow and measured. he made sure he could remember every spot by heart before moving on to the next. his lips made you quiver as you uncontrollably let your head fall back with your eyes closed so you could get the whole experience. timid moans that he could hear so clearly hurried him to move downward to your exposed chest.

you had never seen gyōmei like this. so imprudent. so eager to explore every single one of his senses with you without minding the consequences. he was already too deep.

when he shifted downward, you could feel his hand run across your whole body, tightly gripping and touching your shoulders, your waist, your hips. his breathing made the most sound when he opened your kimono, meticulously unwrapping the decorative obi string that kept the tissues together without even thinking about it.

gyōmei was so skilled with his hands, you had just now realized, and you too were excited to see what more he could do. under his strong and passive exterior, you knew he’d surprise you with his hunger.

he started attacking your belly with his mouth when your upper body was naked, moving his hands further up so that he’d reach your breasts. his hands were huge when they grazed your nipples. he used one of his palms, slightly rubbing his skin against your pointy nipple. feeling a new part of you made his heart skip a beat. you were so small and frail under him. he could cup both of your boobs with one hand, but he waited. he waited patiently until a small whimper came out of your lips to play with you.

he couldn’t hide it, the sole purpose for his next move was to hear more of these sounds you made that reassembled the most beautiful melody.

one hand firmly grasping one of your breasts provoked another sound before he rubbed his thumb on the tip of your nipple. at his touch, gyōmei could feel your body tense under him while he continued to make circles, taking care of one of your nipples, while his mouth did the work on the other. again, he was deliberately steady and torturous. with his tongue now flat against your nipple, he spread his drool around it. it was wet and sweaty and he loved it. he loved how it made you feel and loved how lucky he was to be able to explore your body like this. when his lips squeezed the tip, you reached for his head, planting your fingers on his scalp. he was immovable but it was mostly for you, so that he wouldn’t leave this perfect spot.

when he finished working on your breasts both with his hands and mouth, he placed a last kiss under your right boob before moving his whole weight again. at the sudden stop, you lifted your upper body to have a view of his next actions and when you realized he was heading between your legs, panic settled in.

“g-gyōmei.” half-drunk you tried calling to him.

“it’s alright, sweet one..”

even when he was whispering you could hear the power in his voice. you could feel his hand clutch around one of your hips and his exposed chest graze your pelvis when he lowered himself even more. one of his hands always stayed put on your chest but the other ran from your hip to your thigh. “let me rediscover myself with you.”

and you let him. you were at a loss for words under gyōmei. even now, nothing about him was stiff. he was as tranquil as all the other times you had seen him, but something differed and you could feel it by the way he took care of you. he was lustful and stimulated. his giant figure towering over you earlier had undoubtedly made you flustered. you never expected to be so overwhelmed by all the attention he could give, but here you were, squirming under his large hands when he separated your legs.

the mix of your sweat and body odour agitated his nose. it made him feel euphoric. he had no problem guiding himself to your naked pussy with one finger trailing along your skin to the interior of your thigh until he could feel your pussy. when he did, his thumb played with your lips. feeling every curve by dragging his finger delicately, until he was satisfied.

he waited a couple of seconds at your entrance before inserting his index in. feeling the wetness of your folds tightening around his finger made him flinch but he went deeper when he heard you yelp. one finger was already enough for you, you thought. it almost filled you and you couldn’t comprehend how he was so huge inside of you.

you tried to close your legs but were unsuccessful under his strong hold. there was no way you’d be able to control your reactions now. grasping the sheets with one hand and your kimono in the other, the only thing you could try to do was hold onto something. unfortunately, gyōmei hadn’t had enough of your sweet sounds and started exploring your insides, fingering your pussy so perfectly. his hot breath against your skin only made your pussy pulsate around him more.

he felt everything around his finger, from the gummy interior to the slimy fluid that drenched his finger. without wasting any more time, he moved around which provoked a sudden cry. you couldn’t believe gyōmei was actually going there. you couldn’t believe that he was between your legs, working his way through your folds while you couldn’t do anything but stare at the silent man.

despise his quietude, the feeling was exhilarating and he wanted more. soon enough you felt another one of his fingers enter your fleshy folds, making its way past your inner lips and joining the index, moving along with it. it made your back arch with pleasure when his fingers filled you entirely. his large digits made their way in and out in unison, searching for the spot that would make you twitch out of delight.

gyōmei took his time when he felt his fingers squeeze every time he went past that ring of muscle. he could intelligibly feel and hear the effect he had on you which made his hand clench around your thigh.

while his fingers took care of the inside, he shifted his thumb landing perfectly on your clit. you could’ve sworn he had done this before but his eagerness made you think otherwise. he could perceive your positioning so distinctly. he knew when you closed your eyes, when you tried to silence your moans with a hand on your mouth and when you placed the other on top of his, towards your inner thigh. he could also sense that you were already so close to finishing with how he worked his way against your clit and how he had stretched you out easily with two of his fingers.

your body tensed up as you tried to restrain yourself from completely letting go of the little control you had over your own body. thighs clenching, with your hand tightly wrapped around gyōmei’s, but he had little to no regard for your current state.

he only wanted you to let go. but these sensations you both felt needed to last so that they’d left an imprint- so that he’d remember it.

“himejima-san.. please.” you begged when you squeezed the hand he had planted between your legs. you felt yourself so close to cumming, but the sudden switch to proper naming frustrated him and you felt him get rougher with his fingers. he knew it would cause discomfort if he tried to insert another one of his digits, so he maximized the hold he had on you.

when gyōmei finally felt your body twitch with anticipation, he completely stopped his movement and felt moans of complaint through his ears. your head peaked up, brows connected in confusion. “h-himejima? why did you-“

he still wore a concentrated gaze when he took his fingers out, letting your plump pussy wrap them one last time, feeling every little inch of your walls against his skin. slimy fluid covering him and dripping out of your swollen and demanding hole.

gyōmei’s euphoric-like state sent shivers down your spine. his mouth was slightly agape like an idea had just blossomed in his mind. nevertheless, you could see that he was still captivated by the unique feeling you had procured him. his fingers were still grazing your skin when you felt a low grunt coming from the man as his breath tickled your skin once more.

you called his name once more but a sudden movement interrupted your words.

gyōmei lowered himself even more onto the bed, wrapping his strong arms around your thighs in a tight hold, easily moving your lower body along with him, until his mouth faced your empty pussy.

when he was correctly positioned, he placed a trail of kisses along your right thigh, eventually sucking on the inner part and stopping towards your swollen lips as his warm breath landed on your skin.

“please. allow me, little one.”

his next words were followed by his hungry mouth against your wet cunt as you yelped out of surprise. flustered, with both hands on your mouth, you tried and muffled the next moans that were bound to come out, but gyōmei couldn’t allow it. he couldn’t allow you to silence the noises that made him feel all kinds of ways- that made him so hard. as a result, he extended one of his arms, effortlessly grabbing onto your wrists and pulling your hands down against your chest, before he continued to devour you any further.

it was when he parted your lips with his tongue that you let out your whimpers and it was like music to his ears. his mouth extended to the outside of your cunt, so he could easily suck on your nub before going back inside with his tongue. he had a large mouth that took such good care of you.

the taste couldn’t be described. this new mix of savour and odour was heavenly. it gave gyōmei a good idea of who you were and how you felt. he was drinking out your soft and tired movements when you pushed your pelvis against his mouth. you let a long-ish moan when he lingered on your clit, a soft touch of teeth before completely engulfing it with his lips. sucking until he felt confident enough to shift to your spit-covered lips.

to get a better grip, he pulled your legs further so they could rest on his broad shoulders. eating you out was like a dream come true. he could taste everything he had felt with his fingers minutes earlier. it awakened his senses and brought a whole new meaning to pleasure. his olfactory glands and taste buds were so stimulated that you felt deep groans and moans vibrating against your entrance that made you flutter. to hear such a composed and collected man lose his mind over you only pulled you closer to your orgasm.

a few minutes in and he had already explored every inch of your cunt, and you finally felt yourself coming. not wanting to make a mess and way too agitated to cum on gyōmei’s mouth, you tried to voice your concerns, tangling words mixed with pretty moans.

“g-gyōmei, w-wait-”

he hummed against you, as if to approve. as if to tell you that you had the right to release yourself upon him.

so when you gave up on containing yourself and with gyōmei’s encouragement you let out a long yelp, cumming all over his lips.

he drank you up, tightening his grip on your thighs while he enjoyed the sweet taste of your seed on his tongue.

he stayed stationed between your legs for a while, properly sampling this new exquisite liquid and taking his time to savour it. he exhaled loudly before parting with your cunt, pressing soft kisses over your lips.

after a while, gyōmei finally decided to pull back completely, sucking at your inner thigh’s skin and taking in a final deep breath before lifting his gaze towards your face, with your sweet cum wetting his lips. he couldn’t see the state you were in, but could guess you’d be a mess.

sweating and trying to catch your breath, you had completely relaxed your body against him. your head lazily tilting back against the pillow, you had never felt more at peace.

your orgasm had left your cunt pulsating, but the only thing you recognized was gyōmei’s fingers rubbing against your palm.

“thank you.”

when you had enough strength to realize that he had thanked you, the sudden gratitude startled you. you lifted your upper body with one of your arms against the sheet while the other was still tightly gripped around his hand.

“you’re thanking me? himejima, why.. why are you thanking me?”

he raised his body with ease, all the way up so that he could stand above your naked figure, facing you.

“sweet one. you taught me how to see without my eyes.” he murmured, as he moved his hand to wrap yours entirely.

“your touch, scent and sound have changed me. I have been waiting to explore these with you.”

his confession warmed your heart and you couldn’t help but stare at his face. he was still drunk on you but he spoke genuine words that made you uncontrollably blush. a cheeky smile appeared on your smile, fully surrendering to a hypnotic whirl of happiness.

that night, after a well-deserved break, gyōmei himejima had explored and reinvented the meaning of senses with your help; when you moaned into his ears, when he couldn’t keep his hands off of you, when he tasted every part of you and when your elated scent almost brought him to tears.

although.. he did promise you he’d need more than one lesson to perfect his technique.

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loloslaystheday · 3 months

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Spark

pairing: rengoku kyojuro x f!wife!reader

prompt: kyojuro's excited to welcome his little girl into the family, but he never expected the emotions to hit so hard.

note: i was so unsure how to name this and i spent like 30 mins thinking of the pairing😭 im supposed to be sleeping bc i have testing tomorrow but oh well🤷🏾‍♀️

kyojuro never even thought of getting married. well... he never really even thought about it until he met you,. but to him,marriage was it.

when you asked him about having kids that was the first time he ever thought about it. he didn't really care about carrying on the family name, he had a brother and just cared about being with you.

but he would never deny his wife, who gave him everything he ever asked for, this one thing that she asked for.

he was ecstatic when you came to him with the good news; you were pregnant. he didn’t mind taking care of you at all until you had the baby. whatever you asked for he got, no questions asked.

and when the day finally came to welcome their little bundle of joy into the world, and he saw her face, and he held her in his arms, he didn’t know how hard the moment would hit him. she looked so small compared to him and it choked him up.

before he knew it, tears streamed down his face despite his fond and loving smile.

“she looks just like you.” he sniffs. you smile back at him, grabbing his free hand and squeezing it firmly.

she made small whimpers and shifted a bit. her little nose twitched with the ragged breaths and she couldn’t sit still in his arms.

he looked back up at you now. “thank you.”

you scoffed and rolled your eyes with a small laugh.

“she’s a momma’s girl.” you winked at kyojuro. “think ill be the favorite.”

“well, you are my favorite.”

“ah, so she gets it from you?” he nodded. you laughed, kissing his hand before leaning against it. “i love you.”

“i love you more.”

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hendrixthepolitesnake · 5 months

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Hey pookies 🤭

(Hey y'all sorry I've been gone for a while I already the been in highschool this shit sucks already 🧍🏾‍♂️ but anyway I'll give y'all a lil headcanon eheh 🧍🏿‍♂️)

Warnings: kinks ,dom poc reader overall sexual shit if you are a Minor or sensitive to shit like this please leave with that enjoy

How the hashira react to their s/o with big veiny hands

Giyuu: To be honest with you giyuu is definitely sensitive to the touch so I bet if you touch him on any place of his body with your veiny hands he's going to melt and most likely beg to be touched more because come on on y'all can't tell me giyuu pale ass wouldn't get turned On Might even get him a little wet too

Shinobu: While she may be small and petite this women will demand you touch her with those veiny hands of yours , I feel like she'd be the type to run her fingers down your veins and secretly fantasize how good they'd feel inside her, when I say she is a freak she is a freak that elegant and soft smile is a damn cover up

Misturi: She's such a sweetheart but she loves it when you caress her it's like a reward for her , she doesn't mind if you grope her, rub her down it doesn't matter she likes anything you give her especially how it gets her hormones going wild she may be bubbly but this girl definitely likes it when ya get her moist fr and call her a good girl while your at it makes it 10x better

Obanai: This mf is a brat I swear he's too damn short to be acting like a bitch when you try to touch him he acts all rude and bitchy but as soon as you give that ass a nice hard slap and he can feel the sheer veins and strength coming from your hands he is folding immediately, legs gon be wide open and all like he's ready for you he definitely pisses off on purpose so you can angerly fuck him while choking him

Rengoku: You thought tengen was a freak man rengoku is a no shame freak you could be minding your business doing nothing at all then here comes this ray of sunshine comes in and obediently asks if he could ride or even suck on your fingers due to how big and veiny they are like I definitely see him using your hand to jerk himself off while you sleep

Tengen: Not only does his wives love your fingers but he does too he is one cocky beat though he'd taunt you or talk about how your fingers could never make him cum or fold as big as he is he sure is a loud one as soon as you make him ride your fingers he's begging you to go faster or it's too much for him, that he can't take it but then proceeds to ask for more

Sanemi: This hot- headed bastard is something else he acts tough and tries to be dominant just because he thinks being a sub is for the weak but has the audacity to suck on your fingers like the whore he is as you aggressively jack him off to teach him a lesson and he'd let you do it too, he likes it when you trace or rub his scars as well

Gyomei: Wow you must be bigger than him because he's big ASF he has veiny hands himself but yours just hit different he may not be able to see you, but sure as hell can feel you, holding his hips as he cock warms you, your hands slightly rubbing his ass or making him get your fingers moist so you can finger his tight hole yeah definitely a submissive dilf in my opinion.

(Hey guys I'm still alive I completely forgot about this so as an apology I made this 😭✋🏾 don't beat my ass ok)

#demon slayer x male reader #giyuu x male reader #sanemi x male reader #dom!reader #sub kny #headcanons #dom poc male reader #tw: hypersexuality thoughts

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lovelyyandereaddictionpoint · 1 year

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Are we getting a third part for yandere demon slayer as cats? 🥺

KNY Kitties | 3

For a while, a new routine seemed to be established

With Magenta making more occasional visits

The cats seemed to be less…frazzled if that was the word

You were still trying to find out where the hole was this cat kept escaping from

But every time you set up a camera a fluffy white tail or adorable kitten’s licking on the lens

Your dearest friend continued to stay on her vacation, meaning a fluffy and highly groomed Douma got to stay longer

While it seemed Snowflake (Rui) didn’t mind the beauty, the other kittens seemed to despise him

Which had you worried

You figured between Magenta and Waterbug they had some reference but even you were aware that these two tended to be irregular at times

“Maybe you kittens need a few more role models…”

So to remedy this you take up more cat-sitting typically from your neighbors and friends you’d become a cat dealer to

“Alright, everybody let’s welcome our guests! This is Poser, Crybaby, Cherry Blossom, and Fire Streak!”:

The flashy Hashira proudly posed as he watched himself be recognized by the burgundy and ombre kittens. As well as the blue-eyed cat who perked up with familiarity. The reunion for Tanjiro was a great motivator; since he had become a kitten his goals have been very short-sided. Be pet, be held, be groomed, fall asleep, get (Y/n)’s attention–it sometimes concerned him but seeing the somewhat clear-headed Hashira loudly divulge ideas on how to get home, made him so happy. There was even talk of bringing you with which would be even better! He was sure Nezuko agreed as they both curled up next to Hinatsuru as Uzui divulged his plans for the future.

You monitored their actions a bit automatically pinpointing why they had their specific name. The Egyptian mau wearing your friend’s jewelry truly seemed to be something of a model, always making a point to pose as they chirped and meowed in the trailing kittens’ direction. The other three all females were overall really affectionate with the kittens even willing to groom Snowflake who had been lingering closely behind. You couldn’t help your chest flutter when the kittens were lulled to sleep in a pile of purs and watching the guarding formation that seemed to be taking place on the cat tree they had claimed their own.

Unfortunately not all the cats seemed to be getting along. The crew of four didn’t even acknowledge Waterbug, only giving him curt meows before loudly meowing to the kittens. While it was…sad it was nothing compared to their reaction to your friend's rainbow-eyed Turkish angora. Hissing, swiping, and actual attempts at his neck were made; none of which were discouraged by your form of punishment. No amount of separation and refused cuddles would stop them from fighting him off. And since they were the larger group you, unfortunately, gave them cuddle priority when they announced themselves in the room. Guarding the pile that had formed around you Poser wouldn’t allow Rainbow to be in the same space, sending meows of warning anytime he got too close. With tired eyes and rhythmic petting of someone’s head, you fell asleep.

‘I wonder how they’ll react to Magenta…?”

To say Muzan was unhappy with the sight before he would be an understatement. He slipped out for twelve hours and you’ve somehow brought in more cats?! He thought this season was over! Stalking in he had half a mind to attack the sleeping cats but his kittens were curled into them better yet you which had him confront the hashira on guard.

“What’s this? Does the demon king wish to confront me?//” Uzui quipped letting his spotted tail flick with aggressive intent. Whereas Muzan sat with narrowed eyes barely focusing on the cat in front of him and more so on you behind him.

“They are mine.//”

“Who is, demon?//”

“(Y/n) and the kittens clearly had my scent all over them.//”

The other cat gave the equivalent of a boisterous laugh, “Yours? Well if that’s how we’re measuring they’re mine now!//”

Muzan growled prepared to barrel past them to awaken you only to be stopped by two of his lackeys. Female cats with their claws withdrawn and defensive intention behind their stance. For once in a long time the demon king felt truly challenged as they refused to be intimidated.

“Do you know who I am!? You’ll regret ever crossing me! Getting in my way will be your undoing!//”

“Not now. Now we are on equal grounds.//” Hinatsuru’s voice was firm, her speckled fur bristled as she curled further into you, blocking Muzan’s sight of the kittens. “Face it, demon king. We are stronger here and much more equipped for caring for them. Stand. Down.//”

He hated how right she was and the cat’s fearful design begging him to back down. But he wrestled with his mind, his advantage against all who got in his way was the human-like form. Surely he was ahead of them! Able to imitate the authority of a human easily. It’d be a pleasure to watch them cower with regret. But a blue-eyed gaze had him hesitating in what would follow. What would he do if you awoke or if you noticed how much they fought against him would you notice? Would you care? Could he take being rejected by the one who plagues his mind with every waking moment?

He knew the answer.

So he turned away retreating to your hamper to bathe in your scent. This was a battle and not the war…he’d just had to bide his time. And while it was agony to see this time spent with you and the kittens bonding with demon slayer and shinobi; he could wait…couldn’t he?

#yandere kny cats #yandere kny x reader #yandere x reader #yandere muzan kibutsuji #yandere muzan x reader #yandere uzui wives #yandere uzui tengen wives #yandere uzui tengen #yandere uzui x reader x wives #yandere uzui #yandere kimetsu no yaiba #yandere demon slayer cats #yandere x you #yandere x poc reader

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muvaginger · 3 months

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“The Bet”

Boyfriend!SanemiShinazugawaXBlackReader

TW: Cursing, SFW themes & Fluff 🖤

“I’m sorry, will NEVER bitch about how long you take in the bathroom again, baby girl.”

“Mhm” you say while holding back a chuckle. You and Sanemi have been dating for almost a year and this will be the first time he helps you with your hair. From taking down your braids to detangling and prepping it to be washed, this is the most he has ever been hands on and he’s regretting taking you up on doing it himself.

Early that week, he started complaining about how much time you would take in the bathroom when getting ready even though he takes two hours just to shit and after a little bit of back and forth, he challenged you. “I can do your hair in half the time. Ain’t no way it takes you that long.” He scoffs while you roll your eyes and cross your arms.

“Oh yeah? Bet. This Saturday is my hair day AND our date night. You can do it ALL if you’re so confident.” You retort. “Shit, let’s make this into a bet. I won and prove you wrong, you have to wear that new lingerie that I bout you underneath your dress.” He smirks while imaging you in such attire. “Alright, if I win which I WILL, you’ll have to not just kiss my feet and apologize , you’ll have to do my hair forever.”

He bites the bait, not knowing that this is something you know for certain you will win. And not just that, you know that once he actually sees and goes through the process, he will not just have more knowledge but he will be more understanding towards you. As the rest of the week goes by, you’re not just excited but curious as to what he thinks goes into taking care of your hair. After all, there’s many stereotypes and micro transgressions he’s pricked up in life and you want to see how he reacts to everything.

Saturday rolls around and he’s smitten, thinking that he will surely win this bet. You let him, because the when the realization and hand cramps sets in that smirk on his face will be wiped off. And as expected, it was. He wasn’t just flabbergasted but intrigued into silence. As you directed him on what product to use first and how to apply it to each section of hair, you can see the wheels in his head turning at speeds he didn’t know possible. As he watched you do a section for an example, you couldn’t help but smirk at how regrettable he was at ever challenging you to this and slowly watched him go from frustration to understanding to asking questions.

You were patient with him and during the process encouraging him to continue which greatly helped and when he finally got it right, cheered for him. He doesn’t have to say anything for you to know that your praises made him happy, you can see it in his eyes.

By the end, it took a total of four hours to complete your hair and Sanemis hands where hurting more than he has ever experienced. Looking at him in the mirror you crossed your arms and looked at him. “Well?” You say in a taunting manner. “Think you can do this faster than me now?” He stated at your head and then back at you with with a look of disbelief. “Hell no I can’t! I don’t know how you have the patience to do this every week! Then you have to get dressed up afterwards? Fuck no! I wish I would have known sooner I could have help-“

He stops himself realizing that you won the bet and gently pulls your head back to kiss you on the forehead. “Im sorry, princess.” He says while grabbing your favorite bonnet from its designated hanger. He soon leaves and heads to your closet, seeing as part of the bet was to choose your clothes. “I’ll start helping you more.” You nod your head, smiling and rise up from the chair. Ever since, he’s been getting better with doing your hair and now appreciates what you do just to look good for not just yourself, but himself to.

As you watch your boyfriend at your closet a few months later trying to match outfits with you, you chuckle at the memory of his first time and how that little bet made him a more understanding human being.

“Baby girl, you listening to me? Which one do you like?” Sanemi says while holding up the neck ties.

“Hm? Sorry nothing—I like the navy blue better” you answer back while trying to come back from your thoughts.

He smiles and goes ahead and puts it on, ushering you to help him. You both smile at each other and then fix his tie. He softly grabs your chin bends down to kiss your cheek. “Ready for me to take down your wrap?” He asks while loosening the knot in the back. You nod, and you both head back to the bathroom smiling.

“I love you”

“I love you too, baby girl”

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melaninmight · 2 years

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𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐧’ 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 ᥫ᭡

- kyojuro rengoku x reader | word count: 2.8k

— “my warm embrace”

▹ listening: warm embrace — chris brown

ఇ synopsis :: rengoku decides to take reader out on a romantic date; the date goes smoothly, though things get steamy once he takes her home.

ఇ cw :: nsfw, slight size difference, p*ssy eating, fingering, praise kink, oral (m -> f), slight fluff

“(Y/N)?”

You turned to the voice of a familiar hashira. With bright eyes, you gave him a soft smile and a wave.

“Good evening, Rengoku-san.”

Today was a special occasion; before leaving for a mission, Kyojuro had promised to take you on a date as a make up for his absence. For the occasion, you wore an elegant brown colored, cherry blossom patterned kimono, your hair tied in a neat bun with only two strands of curls peeking out, your makeup natural.

Walking up to you, he couldn’t help but stare in awe at your beauty, his cheeks flushed against his smile.

“My my.. you look beautiful, my little rose.”

You blushed at his compliment. “T-Thank you..”

He noticed you becoming shy at his compliment, a light chuckle leaving his smile before placing his finger under your chin and pulling you up for a gentle kiss, to which you reciprocated.

After a minute, he quickly pulled away to grab ahold of your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours.

His voice beamed excitedly, “Well then, shall we get going? I have picked out a spot that I felt you’d absolutely adore!”

Your eyes shined in curiosity and excitement, cheeks coated in a shade of soft pink as you nodded.

The walk seemed to have lasted for a good while until your sight was pitch black, causing you to shriek.

“W-what are you—“

You stopped when you felt his breath fanning against your neck, leaving a gentle kiss on it before reaching towards your ear.

“Do not fret, my love. I have a surprise for you.~”

You felt your cheeks growing warmer, but nevertheless you meagerly trusted that he wouldn’t let you fall or hit something. With gentle steps, Kyojuro reached the surprise destination as his hand left your closed eyes.

“Now, open your eyes!”

Slowly opening your eyes, your hands found themselves covering your mouth as a gasp left your lips. The surprise spot was on a hill top near the park, a quilted blanket spread across the grass, a picnic basket and flowers standing atop the fabric.

You were speechless. “K-Kyo I.. I don’t know what to say.”

Rengoku let out a sigh of relief, followed by a nervous chuckle. “I-I may not be the best at surprises, but I hope you like—“

His sentence was interrupted when he felt your body weigh against his, your arms wrapped around his neck as you pulled him in for a hug.

“I love it! Thank you so much!”

Pulling away, you stood on your tippy toes and left a gentle kiss on his cheek, causing his cheeks to blush.

“Y-Yes, of course. I’m glad to hear you love it.”

His hand still held onto your waist as his orange-red eyes stared down at yours, his lips forming a soft smile. Little did you know, he was trying so hard not to steer attention towards your slight cleavage peeking out of your kimono. Not that you mind, anyway.

Smiling, you pulled out of his hold to take his hand, dragging him up the hill towards the picnic spot. When you reached it, you bent over, crawling on all fours towards the blanket. Rengoku flushed as he caught sight of your ass, though he didn’t dare make any sudden moves out of fear you’d grow uncomfortable. He wanted to make sure this date started off and ended right.

Soon as you got on the blanket, he’d follow suit, sitting next to you while the picnic basket was placed in the middle and the bouquet of flowers standing atop of it.

He picked up the flowers and passed them down to you. “These are for you, my little rose.”

You squealed at the bouquet, blush coating your cheeks. “Awwh, these are beautiful, Kyo. Thank you~!”

Taking the bouquet in hand, you swiftly sniffed them before setting them aside to open the basket. In it were some of your favorite foods placed neatly in hardwood benko (Japanese lunch box).

Not only were you surprised by how neatly organized it was, but also that Rengoku actually paid attention to what you like and didn’t like in regards to food; you were a picky eater, after all.

The Flame Hashira saw how amazed you were, a prideful smile forming his lips. “I had some help from Shinobu-san and Kanroji-san on what you liked.“

You flushed, silently thanking the girls for helping out with such a surprise.

Taking out a box, you set it on your lap and carefully open the top, your mouth immediately watering when you see a set of 6 Gyoza, Onigiri, and a piece of sweet bread.

“Whoa, this looks so good!”

Rengoku chuckled while getting his bento box filled with sweet potatoes (his fav).

“You can thank the girls for putting together such delicious food. Please, help yourself and eat to your heart’s content!”

頂きます (Itadakimasu)

Grabbing your chopsticks, you grabbed a dumpling and forwarded it to your mouth, a satisfied moan leaving your lips as the taste and mixed flavors met your tongue.

You enjoyed the solitude of eating your food in peace until–

“UMAI!”

You turned to see Rengoku happily eating his sweet potatoes, followed by another “UMAI!”

This prompted you to do something silly; you took a bite of your onigiri and softly proclaimed, “Umai!”

You both giggled at the other’s silliness, leaning in to graze heads as you happily ate your food.

—

The date went really well. You and Rengoku shared deep, thoughtful conversations about how far you’ve come since the beginning of your respective journeys as Hashiras, your relationships with each other and your families/friends. He had also shared about the death of his mother and how it led to his father’s depression and alcoholism; despite being angry and wanting to give his dad a piece of your mind, you couldn’t help but emphasize in his grief as you had also lost your parents due to disease. For you, it was refreshing to hear another person sharing their experience with grief and acceptance, feelings that both you and Rengoku had in common.

The conversations would continue on the journey back to the Rengoku family minka. Fortunately, his father and younger brother Senjiro weren’t at home, so y’all had the home to yourselves. Letting go of your hand, Kyojuro stepped aside to let you in first. “Welcome to my humble abode. Please, come on in.”

You softly thanked him before excusing yourself inside. For whatever reason, you couldn’t help but feel anxious.

As if he had read your mind, Kyojuro laid a comforting hand on your shoulder. “Do not worry, my little rose. My father and brother are not at home.”

You sighed in relief, the tension in your body diminished. Opening your eyes, you analyzed the home, staring in awe at how beautiful the interior was. You could tell that some of the design and decor belonged to his mother, envisioning the memories Rengoku had with his family before her passing.

Suddenly, you felt a chill course your body, causing you to shiver. “Brr– Goodness, it’s cold.”

You shivering soon stopped when you felt his haori wrapped around you like a blanket.

“There. This should keep you warm until we reach my bedroom. Come, this way.”

He took your hand and walked through the halls to his room. The warmth of his hand on yours made your cheeks heat up, leaving you wondering how it’d caress your body.

You didn’t realize he stopped walking because a quiet gasp left your lips as you accidentally hit his back, causing you to stumble backwards. With swift precision, Rengoku’s hand was now on your lower back, your petite self sat on his knee.

He looked down at you with worry. “Are you okay, darling?”

“Y-Yes, I’m.. fine,” you stuttered.

The close proximity of your bodies made you heat up once more. Your noses touched, breaths mingled.

Rengoku noticed the closeness as well, his cheeks flushed. He knew it’d be wise to remain a gentleman and help your way up to the bedroom, but his sensual thoughts refrained him from such sense. Since the start of the date, he couldn’t help but wonder how your body felt when pressed against his, his arms holding you in a warm, protective embrace as you made gentle love.

Pulling you close, he closed the gap and pressed his lips against yours. The kiss was slow, but passionate.

As one hand remained on your lower back, his other hand trailed up to your hair and un-did the bun, letting your hair fall so he’d caress his fingers through the thick curls. The kiss would soon deepen as his tongue slid across your lips before making its way in your mouth, dancing in rhythm with your own.

“K-Kyo~” You moaned, your hands gripping his shirt.

He growled, and without breaking the kiss, he picked you up and made his way to his bedroom. You hadn’t heard the sound of the sliding doors close as you were lost in the kiss. Laying you down against the soft sheets, he pulled you up slightly so your chest was pressed against his. Feeling your breasts hug each other against him made his c*ck throb behind the fabric of his pants.

You were the first to pull away from the kiss to take a breath, a trail of saliva connecting your lips.

“My little rose, you are so breathtaking. I cannot take how intoxicating you are,” he praised, his orange-red eyes burning with desire.

Biting your swollen, wet lip, all you could muster out was a whimper. Seeing your soft, lewd expression made him yearn for you once more. His lips latched on your neck, leaving small love bites against your sensitive spots, making your body squirm in his clutch.

“K-Kyo, mmgh.”

He smirked, loving how your body was weakening under his touch. His kisses trailed down further to your chest, his hands working to undo your kimono.

“Haah, so cold,” you whined at the chilling breeze hitting your nipples, your hands swiftly rose up to cover your exposed breasts.

Rengoku chuckled, finding your shyness adorable. Though, he wasn’t gettin’ you off the hook as his hands clutched on your wrists, rising ‘em up above your head.

“Don’t hide from me, my darling flame. I want to see all of you~,” he purred, licking his lips as his eyes trailed down at your lower body. You were about to say something, but squealed when you felt his lips latch onto your breasts, his teeth gently grazing your nipples before sucking them.

“A-Aah,~” your head fell back against the pillow, your wrists still trapped in his hold.

He’d switch from one breast to the other, his hand fondling with one of them while the other made its way between your legs, his fingers gently grazing your cl*t. The move made you jump, followed by slightly loud moans and whimpers.

“N-No, not there,~” you cried.

The Flame Hashira groaned, his lips leaving your breasts as he proceeded down to your p*ssy. Though your kimono still stood in his way, his free hand pulled it down and off you completely, exposing your wet entrance. By this point, this man already lost his mind. His breathing quickened as he felt his mouth water at the thought of your taste.

Deciding not to waste time, he rose your legs up to his shoulders and kneeled down to rub his nose against your cl*t, taking a quick swiff of your scent before gliding his tongue through your p*ssy. And just like that, he was nipping, sucking, and lapping you up like he hasn’t eaten all day.

“A-AH~ oh my g-god!”

Your once soft moans suddenly became high-pitched and loud, nearly screaming at how good his tongue worked your p*ssy. His c*ck twitched at the lewd noises, knowing damn well you, too, was losing your mind.

The vibrations of his growls caused your body to twitch, sending your juices squirting all over his face. Smirking, Rengoku licked up the remaining juices, your taste lingering in his tongue as he pulled away, leaving him breathless.

“You taste so delicious, my little rose. I may need to eat you out more often,” he purred, his voice deep and hoarse as he leaned in to kiss you again. You tasted yourself against his tongue, but you didn’t seem to care.

All you wanted was for him to fuck you.

Your hands traveled from his chest down to his crotch, toying with his trousers ‘til they fell down, exposing his c*ck. Opening one eye, you were shocked to see how hard and veiny it was, his red tip oozing with pre-cum. Just imagining it sliding into your p*ssy and fucking you raw turned you on once more, your walls tightening in excitement.

“K-Kyo.. Please, take me,” you cried in between kisses.

He growled, his teeth nipped your bottom lip. “God, I cannot focus with those lewd noises leaving your mouth. Yet when I look at your face, you look more radiant than ever.”

The Flame Hashira proceeded to position his tip against your entrance, eager to fill you up. His hands freed your wrists before gripping your waist and slid your down, watching as his c*ck disappeared inside you with ease.

Biting your lip, you muffled in a whimper, cheeks burning red as you clutched the sheets. Your walls clenched tightly around his c*ck, adjusting to his size.

Seeing your pleasured face got him throbbing inside you, breathing heavily as he slowly began to thrust into you.

“F-Fuck, little flame. You feel so good, it’s too much for me to bear,” he hissed, his forehead and chest glistening in sweat as he quickened his pace.

You tried to say something, but moans and whimpers were all that came out, your hands clawing his back. Your toes curled from the hard thrusts against your g-spot, your eyes tearing up from the ecstasy as you watched his cream coated c*ck slide in and out of you.

“K-Kyo,” you cried. “I’m so close. Please make me cum.”

You felt a knot forming in your stomach, indicating that your climax was near.

Rengoku growled, his hands caressing your legs before holding ‘em up to his shoulders, quickening his pace as he pounded you hard.

“Cum for me, princess,” he whispered against your ear, nipping at your earlobe.

You mewled, your nails digging deep into his skin until finally reaching your climax, juices squirting all over his c*ck, some dropping onto the sheets.

The Flame Hashira pulled you in for a deep kiss as he, too, reached his end, filling you up in his warm seed.

Both of you shook from your highs, moans and groans muffled in the kiss before eventually pulling away, a trail of saliva connecting your wet, swollen lips. Breaths mingled together as the two of you stared at one another, faces flushed and the smell of sweat and sex lingered on your bodies.

“I love you,” he whispered, his hand cupping your cheek.

A soft smile formed your lips, melting into his warmth.

“I love you too.”

Rengoku chuckled, a relieved smile plastered on his face before leaning down to place another chaste kiss on your lips. He pulled his c*ck out of you, seeing his cum seeping onto the sheets.

“Oh my– I’ve made quite a mess of myself,” he flushed in embarrassment.

You giggled. “It’s not the first time, you know?”

His embarrassed expression was gone soon as he let out a booming laugh. “Touché”

Turning to the other side of the bed, his arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you in a warm embrace. Your hands and face pressed against his chest, the sound of his heartbeat ringing your ear.

“I can hear your heart beating,” you whispered.

You felt his chest vibrate from his chuckles.

“That’s because you make my heart race, my dear. Every time I’m around you, every moment we spend together, you set my heart ablaze.”

You flushed at his words, flattered by his declaration. But, he didn’t stop there.

His arms tightened around you, holding you close into him.

“Despite my hectic schedule in fulfilling my duties as a Hashira, the least I’m willing to do is make time for you. You are, and always will be, my first priority.”

♡

ପ 𝔪𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱.

ఇ a/n :: FINALLY, the time has come I’ve posted a flame boi fic. ngl this was prolly the longest fic i’ve written (literally, like 12 pages o_o ). i was lowkey finna give up lmfao

ఇ taglist :: @tojibreedingme

ఇ requests: open ✓

i hope you’ve enjoyed! (꒪˙꒳˙꒪) <3

#melaninmight #demon slayer #kny x y/n #kny headcanons #kny smut #kyojuro rengoku #kny rengoku #rengoku smut #rengoku x reader #f!reader #poc reader #minors fuck off #minors dni #might edit later #<3333

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ac1dl4v3 · 2 years

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illecebrous.

who . . sub! kyojuro rengoku x gn black!y/n

length . . 678 words!

warnings . . mature/smut!, drabble smut, written in second person, gender neutral! poc reader, oral (gn to male), sub rengoku, ik ts short- it was an urge, hush!

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ★

𝒯he heat emitting from his spread thighs, which resided on either side of your head, was enough to make you squirm and whine breathlessly on the bed sheets below you. Though even so, you kept your composure, remembering that today was dedicated to pleasing Kyojuro in a way other than your usual Disney marathons and shared cookies. You figured that to explore one's partner in depth is more than just their pet peeves and favorite fictional characters, it's also about acknowledging the physical- or rather sexual- desires you both share. Hence, the stuffy position you laid in, captivating the buff man's attention with every light stroke of your hand against his sensitively erect dick.

The viscous, honey-like substance protruding from his pink blemished tip greeted you with urgency, along with the quivering of Rengoku's thighs as you placed your hands on either side of his dick. He was warm, sensitive, and practically begging for attention, though he didn't say a word. As your plump, brown lips grew near his flushed pink erection, he could only shiver and hum in anticipation, slightly raising his torso as your tongue darted out to savor his needy tip. The pre-cum glosses across his plump skin, smearing across your tongue with its naturally sticky substance, a taste that would forever bring your psyche back to Rengoku's current flustered state.

Kyojuro can't withstand the endless teasing you exert him to endure, his hips seem to have a mind of their own as he slightly bucks up to slip past your lips. Thighs spreading farther to get a better view, breath hitching, eye lids fluttering. When you look up to greet his eyes with yours he nearly mutters a "fuck", something extremely out of character for him, as you take his full length into your mouth with a soul quivering moan. His mind isn't even active, squirming beneath your control and humping softly into your mouth while your tongue does wonders to mix the sweet cum and saliva sloppily on his dick.

Such lewd, wet noises smack across the spacious bedroom; those sounds alone were enough to make him spasm and lose his senses underneath you. The quality of your soft lips against him was entirely too arduous to deny, his large hands can't help but grip the silk sheets below as he grunts in this near-bliss state.

"Y/n- you're.. hah.." What should've been a full sentence was reduced to two words, barely escaping his chapped pink lips as he unevenly inhaled. His release climbs the pit of his stomach with such sudden urgency, it's sweet and familiar, how long has it been since he's succumbed to this lust driven side of him? Too long, he was certain, for the look in your eyes alone was enough to drive him sexually psychotic, subconsciously quickening the pace of his hips as you slither his full length from your throat and grip him promptly in your hand.

Quickening the pace of your wrist as you stroke him. Leaning into his face which causes his soaked tip to brush the happy trail across your belly button. It's overwhelming, not to mention foreign and overstimulating, but you're invested. You don't loosen your grip or revert your pace when Kyojuro twitches against your palm, nor when his light groans grow desperate and ragged on the edge of his orgasm. Your unoccupied hand rushes to intrude between his lips with your thumb. His irises are engulfed in ustulating lust, which he was astonished to harbor, as he gets a glimpse of the sadistic smile fondling your plump, brown lips. Then, within the last seconds of his singed deprivation of a climax, you whispered with a tone as delicate and sultry as the silk sheets residing below. "Is this what you like, Kyojuro?"

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kzruzismo · 8 hours

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The only good afab reader is trans male! The other afab reader like gn reader or something like that are ass!

#demon slayer x male reader #jjk x fem!reader #jjk x gender neutral reader #jjk x male reader #jjk x oc #jjk x plus size reader #jjk x poc!reader #jjk x reader #jjk x you #demon slayer #jjk x y/n #jjk smut #jjjk #jjk fanart #jjk fluff #jjk fanfic #jjk spoilers

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v3llum · 2 years

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< You’re mine >

✧̩̩̩ ࣭ ͘ ˖ ࣪ ೖᰍ ࣪ ࣭ 𝆯͟ ͟ ͟ ͟ ❁𝆬 ࣭ ┈┈ུ ࣭ ࣪ εїз

When you normally go out he is always by your side. And when I say by your side, I mean by your side. Not only is it for protection reasons, but he doesn’t like the way people will try to flirt with you, man or woman. And when he feels as though your flirting back in front of his face, he’ll make sure you remember who you belong to. “F-fuck please! You know I didn’t mean it to come out that way!” You would cry as he’d fuck your sopping pussy, choking you to silence you as he fucks you.

“Shhh, just take it, maybe this’ll help you think before you react next time, yeah?”

Sukuna, geto, toji, Alucard, Akira, Ryo, Tengen, Muzan, Akaza, & Shinjuro

✧̩̩̩ ࣭ ͘ ˖ ࣪ ೖᰍ ࣪ ࣭ 𝆯͟ ͟ ͟ ͟ ❁𝆬 ࣭ ┈┈ུ ࣭ ࣪ εїз

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httpsjeonglvr · 9 months

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REQUESTS are now back open if you have any. I missed writing your guys request it gives me motivation to write and I’ll have the ones in my drafts up in the next few weeks I promise. I am busy in school since I have two AP classes so I hope you guys understand if I take a while.

-love Jae❤️

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aizawasbrazybaby · 2 years

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Giyuu x Reader (Nsfw)

Warnings: Modern AU, Dom Male, Sub Female, Knife Play, Blood Fetish, Bodily Harm, Cum Eating, Masturbation, Not edited bc don’t wanna┗|｀O´|┛

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A/N: Hey my loves! Took last month for a mental break but I’m back :) N e ways enjoy this smutty messʕ-᷅ᴥ-᷄ʔ

Overtime

Light shed from a singular panel on the ceiling. Flickering and threatening to darken the small section it lit up. Keys fell flat under your heavy fingers-inputting numbers into the monitor.

“Your favorite grill spot with the rest of the crew you in or out?” your roommate asked.

“No thanks,” you didn’t bother taking your bored eyes off the screen.

“Y’know you can finish the analytics tomorrow. Reports aren’t due till Monday evening,” Shinobu shoved her elbow in your side, “andd Uzui’s going and knowing how much of a pussy you are this could be your last chance to see if he’s still on the market.”

You swung your head in different directions double checking that he wasn’t in ear shot range. Grabbing her shoulders she was yanked face level, only inches away.

“Gonna tell cooperate too? Keep your fuckin voice down,” you sighed, “not today okay. Next week absolutely I’ll go with you, Uz, and the rest of the background characters but I’m so far behind and super stressed as is.”

“Suit yourself but don’t ask for anything cause I’m not bringin leftovers home.”

Sitting a good distance in peaceful silence he did his task. Finishing last minute assignments. Things of that nature. Honest to god he didn’t mean to be bothersome or nosy.

But the gasp you let out paired with metal hitting wood who wouldn’t be curious. And the quickness in which you shuffled to the sink he followed hot on your trail.

“Is everything alrig-” his stomach fluttered. First a few crimson droplets then mini black puddles. His feet backtracked a few steps. Pupils inflating in the dimmer side of the office.

“Ah, I’m fine Tomioka just a little clumsy,” as much as you rinsed more blood clumped on the wound, “can you grab the first…aid.”

A slight burning emanated through your middle and ring fingers. Giyuu’s expression went unreadable with his mouth wrapped around your digits. Steaming saliva coating your broken skin.

The iron taste that bled on his tastebuds caused his slacks to tent. You were almost infatuated at the sight. Heat dancing from your face down your neck, “Tomioka.”

Your voice was a little more that a whisper. The life came back to his irises. Licking his red lips he wrapped a dry paper towel around your hand, squeezing a little harder than necessary.

“There, should be better,” he rushed back to his seat clenching the wet paper towelette.

Lowering his head behind the short cubical he undid his zipper playing with his pink cockhead. A silent sigh exhaled through his mouth.

“Fuck, so good,” he mumbled running his tongue over the blood marks. His subtle strokes only became more sloppy.

Fantasizing about all of your irony liquid spilling out of your body. Long drops extending down your arms and calf’s. Unable to suppress his urges any longer he locked eyes on you. The adorable yet almost terrified look you wore.

“Hey..sorry if I triggered you. P-phobia’s sometimes makes us do things out of the ordinary…Giyuu?”

Shuffling over like a timid little puppy you could see his chair reclined. His hand pumping his chubby dick. With his free one he tapped his thigh.

You’d get fired. You both would. Especially if the custodian that’s only two doors down so much as hears what activities were to transpire they’d surely report it.

Even with that knowledge, it didn’t stop you from plopping on his lap admiring his pretty cock. How hard it was for you. Curled fingers hesitated to reach for his body.

“ ‘s not a phobia,” he pulled out a pocket knife. Giyuu was engraved in gold on the sides of the handle. He dragged the jagged tip down your white button up.

A low hum passed your lips as he tapped the cold black handle on your erect clit. Your wetness coated the round end poking at your tight pussy.

“I like it. Look so pretty bleeding,” he pushed it further only stopping before the blade made contact with the skin. Cooing at the foreign object stuffing you full it hit the sensitive area connected to your clit.

Arousal dripping down the sharp edge onto his fingers made Giyuu’s cock twitch. Collecting the saliva from your tongue you went back to jerking him off.

Looking in eyes it wasn’t just you that turned him on. More so that you leaked from more places than one. He sat you on the desk replacing the knife with his dick.

Sucking the handle clean he shared the taste of you through a messy kiss. Stretching your cunt with his fleshy cock.

“Can I get more?” His sight flicked to the weapon, “promise I’ll be careful.”

Undoing a few buttons your shirt fell off your shoulders. The initial cut had you wincing and flinch with pain and pleasure. Giyuu lapped it up before it had a chance to touch your top.

His pace was sloppy and rapid. Your walls so willing to take him in. Knots bundled in both tummies so close to release.

“Gonna cum can’t hold out longer,” he pounded into you harder this time.

Your slick was mixed with a few drops of his semen the rest on your thighs. His tongue cleaned his mess but not before taking in your ounces of blood.

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