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nymphoheretic · 1 year

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˜”*°•.˜”*°• Plaything •°*”˜.•°*”˜

Synopsis: You've been caught in his trap. And now you're his little plaything. The Upper Moon 4, Hantengu, more so you belong to the 4 clones.

Warnings : smut, gangbang with Hantengu clones, oral(male and female receiving), anal, Double Penetration , degradation, biting, marking, Electroplay, Spit as lube Rough sex , cervix fucking, Monsterfucking , wing play, praise, Blood Kink, creampie, finger sucking, squirting (let me know if I missed anything!)

Word count : 4.6k

Pairing : Hantengu (all four clones) x fem!slayer!reader

A/N: I have no words for this. It's basically straight porn and I know tumblr is gonna slap a label on it. So, check it out on my AO3(same name). I'll link it in my bio/pinned post.

Special thanks to @bleuboyfriend for beta reading it for me! You're amazing Luke!!

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You're not sure how it even happened. You were summoned to slay a demon that had been spotted in a village; only to find a cowardly little imp like Demon that was scared of its own shadow. Cutting its head off wasn't too difficult, but the result was devastating for you. The demon split into four clones of itself. Each one with a different demon blood art.

They cornered you and the green one, Karaku found you to be so very interesting. His clawed hand reached out and caressed your cheek before tipping your chin back. His tongue – marked with the Kanji "pleasure" – slipped past his lips and touched your lips, tasting them. A deep purr like growl rumbled in his chest as he speaks to his counterparts.

"It's been so long since we've been separated and had a little plaything. We deserve to have some fun, right, Sekido?"

His green Kanji branded eyes flickering down to your torn top – the swell of your breasts inviting him as his mouth watered when he could hear your heart pounding beneath your ribcage. Your eyes dart from him to his three other counterparts. His fingers tilt your gaze back to his as he tilts his head down towards yours. “Ne, Sekido, can we have some fun with this pretty little slayer? Please?”

Sekido grits his fangs, his red Kanji branded eyes narrowing as he taps his staff on the ground, bolts of lightning sparking from underneath. His gaze cuts to your eyes and he can smell the fear that emits from you – saturating the air around them in its scent. He growls out, voice guttural and deep. “Only if Aizetsu and Urogi agree.”

Karaku grabs you in his claws and sits you down in his lap, easily pinning you against his chest as he spreads your legs. One hand cupped your breasts, pinching your nipples as the other dug its palm into your core, eliciting a moan from you. The sound was like heaven to his ears. Karaku’s tongue touches the shell of your ear before his fangs nip at it playfully. “Aizestu, Urogi, c’mon say yes. I wanna play with our new toy.”

“Get your hands off of m–” Your words die off in a moan when he rubbed two sharp clawed fingers over the damp spot forming over your panties.

“Hmmm, little plaything. You were saying?” He ground his fingers harder against the clothed little pearl of nerves, making you squeal out. “Just look at my counterparts. Hard just from watching us. You all should join. If not, I’m still going to have fun.”

Urogi’s control finally snapped as a feral grin spreads over his lips when your musky scent permeates his senses. His own tongue – marked with the Kanji “Joy" – flicks out of his mouth as he drops to his knees in front of you. “Fuck, she’s sexy. And we get to have fun with her. Don’t mind if I do.” When Karaku ripped your panties off and tossed them to the side, Urogi wasted no time diving his face between your thighs, his tongue curling through your sticky folds.

You arched your back, pressing your ass back against the other demon’s crotch, involuntarily grinding against his hard cock as the one with golden eyes feasts upon your center. It was ironic that the one with “pleasure” on his tongue was not the one between your thighs. You whimpered when Urogi’s tongue curled through your cunt, slurping messily as he sucked on your clit.

Aizetsu whimpered softly as his cock twitched against his thigh, rising to attention. He watched as his two more confident counterparts have their fun with the pretty slayer. “Karaku.” He said finally, his voice soft almost timid. “I think you should be the one eating her while Urogi fucks her throat.” His face flushed as he palmed himself through his pants. “And Sekido should use his blood demon art to shock her into submission as she takes his cock first.”

Karaku grinned. “That’s a great idea, Aizetsu!” He laid down on the ground, relaxing against the cool floor as his hair fanned out underneath him. “But I think I’d rather her ride my face while Urogi fucks hers.” Easily holding down your hips, he grabbed you and pulled you away from Urogi’s tongue, a string of slick mixed saliva connecting you to the avian-like demon.

Urogi pouted at having his fun ruined, but grinned at Aizetsu’s words. The little shy bastard has some good ideas in that sorrowful mind. He cackled as he fumbled with the tie that held his pants together as Karaku settled you over his awaiting mouth. His talons caressed your face, thumb wiping at the tear that threatened to fall. “You’re going to be a good little cocksleeve for us, right?”

Sekido growled at the softer, more timid counterpart as he tapped his staff against the ground once more. “What utter foolishness. Like I want to stick my cock in that little whore’s body.” But his hard cock betrayed his angry words as he listened to your saccharine moans while his counterparts had their way with you. His narrowed red eyes watched as your throat bulged as Urogi slid his cock in deep, the yellow-eyed demon giggling as you tapped his thigh.

Growling once more, he dropped to his knees, pulling his dick out of his pants and fisted it roughly. His fangs grit as his claws of his other hand found your hair and yanked your head back to force you to meet his eyes. “You should feel lucky that I’m willing to fuck a needy bitch like you.” His palm smacked against the meat of your ass, making your hips buck against Karaku’s eager tongue and forcing more of Urogi’s cock down your throat.

You let out a whimper around the thick girth on your tongue as you feel Karaku dig his claws in your hips, pulling you even further down onto his mouth. He slurped so noisily at your pussy as his tongue dug orgasm after orgasm out of you. You lost count. Your moans were muffled by Urogi as he thrust into your mouth without abandon. Another pathetic sounding moan vibrated in your chest when you feel Sekido’s claws dig into the fat of your ass and spread your cheeks.

Shame filled your body as your eyes darted around, searching for someone to help you, but they only found Aizetsu, who was calmly stroking his cock, pre leaking – oozing from the tip as his face flushed with a blush.

Aizetsu covered his face with his hand as he watched his counterparts. His voice was soft as he directed them on what to do. “Urogi, wrap your hand around her throat, choke her until she’s able to take all of your cock down her slutty little mouth. She doesn't get th breath if she doesn't. Kakaru suck on her clit more while using your tongue to fuck her hole. Sekido...” He pauses, his eyes darkening with desire as he works his hand over his cock faster. “Prep her ass for your cock.”

Your eyes widened when Aizetsu told the red-eyed demon what to do. You try to shake your head, but Urogi had wrapped his talon around your neck, his hips snapping faster as he fucks more of his cock down your throat.

“Now, pretty little plaything. It's not nice to be distracted. Eyes on me.” He grins as he tightens his hand around your neck, relishing in the choke-like moans that vibrated around his length. When you shift those big teary eyes back to his, his tongue fell from his mouth as he curled it in the air. “That’s the fucking look! Cry more, slayer!”

You could feel Sekido’s sharp claws dig into your flesh as he lowered his face between your thighs, his tongue slipping out to trace the ring of your puckered little hole. You couldn’t help the whimper that escaped. Sekido’s tongue was hot – hotter than Karaku’s. It felt like currents of electricity were shooking up and down your spine.

Karaku flicks your clit, scraping it with his fangs as his fingers slip over your clenching hole. He lifts you off his face for a moment to stare up at your face. “Aww, is the pretty little slayer crying?” He cooed condescendingly, “Such a good girl you are.” His praise sounded fake as he pushed his fingers past the first ring of muscles of your dripping pussy. “Oh? Maybe I should call you a slut? Or our little cocksleeve whose only purpose is to be fucked by four demon cocks?”

Moaning around Urogi’s cock at Karaku’s filthy words, words that sounded like they were dipped in honey to your hazy mind. His fingers thrust up into you twisting and turning until they found that spot that made your body twitch and wreath above him. “That's the spot. Come on, let go for me. Cum on my tongue. I take pleasure in it.” Karaku mocked as he licks your cunt with the flat of his tattooed tongue.

“Shit, Karaku. Her throat tightened up when you did that.” Urogi’s cock twitches on your tongue as his talons tangle in your hair, pulling you even further down on his girth. “Fuck, gonna cum down this nasty throat. That what you want? My cum painting that greedy mouth of yours?” His smile was beyond feral as the talon around your neck tightens to the point where you couldn’t breathe.

Sekido growled as you ignored him in favor of his counterparts. His tongue circled the flesh of your asshole before pushing past that tight ring and wiggling inside. “Don’t fucking forget about me, nasty bitch.” He used his blood demon art to send streaks of lightning through your body, making you convulse and shake – the feeling making your body release your juices on Karaku’s tongue.

“Did I fucking say you could cum, dirty slut?” Sekido removed his tongue, fangs biting deeply into the roundness of your cheeks, nails digging into your flesh. He relishes in the fact that you had to pull away from Urogi to scream out from the painful pleasure of his abuse of your ass. Your blood trickled down his throat and he moaned a little at the taste of it. It was sweet – a potent elixir that coats his tongue. “Fucking delicious.”

Aizetsu whimpered as he stroked his cock, his hand still covering his blushing face. His balls felt heavy as his length twitched against his palm, precum dribbling down the leaky tip. He was trying his best to remain calm, telling them how to please you. Aizetsu was shy, but even he had a limit on how much he could take – and he was approaching it. “Karaku, fuck her pussy hard, but don’t cum inside. Sekido, stop teasing her and give her your cock too. Spread her ass and spit in it. Urogi, have her suck your balls.”

Urogi eagerly did as Aizetsu told him, fisting his cock as he tilted your chin to stare deeply into your teary eyes. “Fuck, I love that you're being such a fucking crybaby and we haven’t even fucked you yet.” His thumb slipped into your mouth, talon scraping over your tongue. “You heard Aizetsu. Open up.” Urogi grinned as he placed his balls on your tongue and tossed his head back and lets out a mewl when your lips closed over them to suckle. “Such a good fucking whore you are.”

Karaku licked his lips clean of your sweet essence as he slid you down his chest, a trail of your slick coating his skin until his throbbing cock nudged at your hole. He shuddered at the feeling of your warm pussy gliding over his length. “Gonna fuck you so good. You gonna be a good little toy and take my cock all the way, yeah?” He lined the sticky tip up with your dripping hole and pushed inside with a low moan.

Sekido spread your ass cheeks, his eyes narrowing at the sight of your twitching little hole. Gathering a fat glob of saliva on his tongue, he lets it slide down past his lips to drip down into the crack. He used his thumb to smear it around and slowly pushed it inside to lubricate it more. Sekido lined his cock up with your tight hole and slowly pushes past the ring of muscle. “Tight ass bitch. Let me inside.” He growled as he gripped your hips tightly, claws threatening to rip your skin again.

You stiffened at the pain of being stretched so full by two cocks, the burn almost unbearable. Your moans were muffled by Urogi’s balls still suckled between your lips as he stroked his cock above your face. You whimpered as you felt them taking alternating thrusts inside you, touching the deepest part of you. Tears burned at the corners of your eyes as you could feel your body reacting to them, clenching down on them.

Karaku grinned as he felt your walls flutter and hug his dick tightly, sucking him in deeper. His finger squeezed in between your bodies to toy with the sensitive pearl of flesh. He watched as your back arched against him, shoving more of your ass back onto Sekido’s cock Laughing when he felt your nails dig into his chest like that would make him stop. “You’re so cute, slayer, but Aizetsu said to fuck you hard...” Karaku planted his feet on the ground more firmly, his claws digging into your thighs as he grabbed you tightly. “So, that’s what I’m gonna do.”

Sekido grunted as he snapped his hips roughly, bullying his fat cock deeper into your tight ass. A growl left him as your warm heat wrapped around him, hugging him so tightly. “F-fuck...” He whined softly, his face scrunching up from the pleasure. “Squeezing my dick like this. You must want me to fucking cum in your ass. You’re such a filthy little cumslut.” He grabs your hips so tightly, nails digging into your flesh and causing fresh blood to drip down onto Karaku’s waist.

Urogi’s tongue slipped out of his mouth and curled into the air as he laughed loudly, his cock throbbing at the sight of your tears. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum if you keep looking up at me with that face. Those fucking tears make me so hard. You want that? For me to cum on your face like the needy whore you are?” His voice shudders as his hand speeds up. “Or you’d rather I cum down the fucking throat, plugging up your nose so that you have no choice but to swallow?”

Before you could even answer, Aizetsu made the decision for you. “Make her swallow it, Urogi.”

“You heard him! Open up!” The yellow-eyed clone giggled as he pushed his cock back between your lips, dragging the throbbing hot flesh across your tongue. The tip hit the back of your throat and Urogi howls with pleasure as he grabbed the sides of your head to hold you steady as he fucked into your mouth.

Aizetsu’s face was flushed even as his blue eyes darkened – his control was wearing thin as his cock throbbed with the need for release. His hand wasn’t enough. He wanted to be inside your snug little pussy. He wanted to be the one to fill you so full of cum that it caused a bulge in her belly. Aizetsu bit his lip, fangs piercing the plump flesh and blood dribbled down his chin – which he quickly licked away. Soon. He’d let his counterparts finish first.

Karaku’s hips meet yours as his cock bullied your insides, his tongue out to show the kanji etched on it as his eyes zero in on the way Urogi’s dick bulged in your pretty throat. “Fuck you’re taking all three of us so well.” His fingers tighten around your thighs – they were sure to leave bruises behind, marking you as his. Karaku grit his fangs as his balls slap against your cunt, cock tingling with the tale-tell signs of his release.

He had half an inkling to ignore Aiztesu’s command and cream this drippy little pussy of yours with his cum, paint your deepest parts in his color. But he was kinder than that. Aizetsu has been telling them just how to pleasure you, all while edging himself. “Go ahead.” He leaned up and nipped at your collarbone, sucking at the skin to leave more of his marks behind. “Cum on my cock. Soak it. Y’know you want to.”

Sekido threw his head back, hair fanning out as sweat dripped down the side of his face. Your tight little ass was giving him so much pleasure. His balls tightened as his dick throbbed and swelled inside. “Fucking bitch. Gonna cum in this filthy ass of yours. You’re just a fucking cumdump for me, got it?”

“Fuck, I’m about to cum.” Urogi grins as his talons pinched into the skin of your cheeks as he thrust in and out of your drooling mouth. “Take it! And don’t waste a drop!” With a few more deep thrusts, his hot milky seed filled your throat at such rapid speed that you had no choice but to swallow or choke.

Karaku moans loudly as his hands leave your thighs to squeeze your breasts as he felt you tighten and clench down on his cock as he found that sweet spot, pressing on his repeatedly until he felt you shaking and trembling. “Give it to me, pretty little plaything. Soak me in your juices. Let me see you make a mess like the good little slut we’re training you to be.”

You tossed your head back as you let out a loud cry. “Oh fuck!” You screamed as you came hard on Karaku’s dick, rings of cream frothing around the base as he continues to fuck you through your high. “I...I can’t. Please stop.”

Sekido grunted as he slid his cock out and pushed it in deep – stretching the tight muscles into his shape. “Shit.” He grit his fangs tightly as his claws cut into your skin once more. “Tch.” The red-eyed clone scoffs at the feeling of your blood coating his fingers. Taking his hand, he grabbed your cheek and forced your lips to part. “Suck your filthy blood off my fingers, bitch.”

The metallic taste that covered his fingertips coats your tongue as Sekido fucks into your tight hole with fast deep thrusts as Karaku’s mouth sucked on your nipples, his fang scrapping over the swell of them as his own thrust began to grow more and more sporadic.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Karaku moaned as he slammed into you once, twice, three more times before he pulled out and fists his slick covered cock. “Shit...” Cum paints your lower stomach and thighs as he finished and breathes heavily as your slick pussy lips grind over his half mast dick because of Sekido’s brutal thrusting.

Sekido grabbed one of your arms and pinned it to the small of your back, forcing you into a deeper arch for him as he fucked your ass with fast, hard snaps of his hips. His cock tingled and swelled inside you as he felt his end nearing. “Slutty ass bitch. You gonna cum from me fucking and filling your ass with my seed? I bet you are.” His teeth grit from the feeling of your tongue swirling around his fingers as you clean the blood off of them. “Fucking...I’m cumming. Cumming...!” He snarled as he came hard, spraying your insides with his hot cum.

You moaned like a cat in heat from the feeling of Sekido filling your tight, puckered hole – it creamed around his cock because it was so much. You collapsed on top of Karaku, chest heaving. “No...” you swallowed. “No, more.”

Karaku runs his claws soothingly over your back, his grin never leaving his face as he heard Aizetsu slowly making his way over to where you were. “But you only took three of us. There are four of us.” He reminded you as the shy blue-eyed clone pulled you up and into his arms.

Aizetsu cupped your cheek as he lifted you up against him and wrapped your legs around his waist. His lips found yours as his tongue seeks out yours. He swallowed your muffled cries and ignored your fists as they pound against his chest. He lined his weeping cock up with your hole, lifting your hips easily.

“Wait a second, Aizetsu. I ain't get a turn to fuck her.” Urogi said as he flew over to the two of you. “Lemme have her ass.”

Hands spread your ass cheeks, cum still dripping out of the tight hole of your ass. “This ass?” Aizetsu whispered as he slid inside your pussy with one fluid movement, your arms automatically wrapped around his neck as you moaned so beautifully for him. “G-go a-fuck-ahead.”

You let out a shocked gasp when the yellow-eyed avian-like demon let out a cackle as his talons wrapped around your shoulders as he lined his cock up with your still twitching hole as Aizetsu slowly thrust up into you. “No, please. I can’t take it anymore.”

Aizetsu turns your face back to his, his tongue – the Kanji “sorrow” etched into the pink muscle – sliding out to lick at the tears that gathered in your eyes. “You can, pretty slayer. Aren’t we making you feel so good? Tell me I’m making you feel good, please?”

Urogi ignored your pleas and pushed the fat tip of his cock past the tight ring of muscles, his knees buckling a bit. “Fuck, you’re so god damn tight. Such a horny thing.” He licked a line up your back, tasting the sweat that covered it. “You love having two cocks in your tight ass and cunt, right?”

Karaku felt left out and walked over to where his counterparts were and grabbed your hand. “C’mon pretty slayer, touch me too.” Wrapping your fingers around his cock, he used the movements from the other two thrusting up onto you to fuck your fist.

You wrapped your other arm around Urogi’s neck, nails digging into his back as he and Aizetsu pound into you. You could tell the difference between the two by the pace. Aizetsu was slow, methodical and careful – building up an orgasm out of you. While Urogi fucked into you at an animalistic pace, his balls smacking against the curve of your ass. Your mouth dropped open into a series of drawn out curses, nails digging into Urogi’s back as the other squeezed Karaku’s cock.

“Oi, human!” Sekido growled out, not liking that he was the one left out now. “You got one more hole, let me–” He started to take a step towards them, his cock bobbing as he moved when all three of his counterparts glared at him.

“We wanna hear her.” They growled. The sounds of your moans were like the sweetest of sounds to their ears and they wanted to hear it more and more.

Aizetsu angled his hips so that his thrusts were deep, the thick tip fucking against your cervix with each precise thrust. His mouth drops open in a whimper as his eyes teared up from the feeling of your pussy quivering around him. “Please. Need for you to tell me that I’m making you feel good, slayer. I need to hear it.”

Each word of his last sentence was punctuated by a deep thrust and your head fell back against Urogi’s shoulder. “Fuck! You’re making me feel so fucking good.” You gave into the hypnotic spell Aizetsu was lulling you into with his gentle and tender touches.

Urogi laughed as he picked up speed, his balls starting to tighten with the threat of his release. “You’re damn right we are.” His feathers ruffled when your nails dig into the skin between them. “H-hey...” He mewled. “Not the wings.” The avian-like demon lets out a screen when your hand grabs the downy feathers near the base of his wings. A shudder goes down his spine as his dick swelled inside you as it began to paint your walls with his thick cum. “Fucking dammit...”

Karaku watched as Urogi fell to his knees, his cock popping out of you as he did so. Aizetsu took that time to turn you around, hands wrapping under your thighs so that he could easily lift you up and down on his cock. “Don’t mind if I do.” He shoved the yellow-eyed clone out of the way as his lips attached to your clit.

The scream you let out was like music to them as Sekido begrudgingly walked over to use your hand to stroke his cock to completion. Your other hand wrapped around Aizetsu’s neck as you moaned those sweet sounding cries in his ear, encouraging him that he was still making you feel good. His lips nuzzled your ear as his voice rumbled, “Cum for me. Let me feel you soak my cock. That way I really know I’m making you feel good.”

“Yeah, our pretty plaything. Cum for Aizetsu and let me taste it. You can squirt, right?” His tongue swirled on your clit, teasing it with the tip as the blue-eyed clone thrust into you so deeply that your body jerked, hand tightening around Sekido’s cock.

“Fucking shit, bitch.” Sekido cursed, the tip drooling with pre as he felt his balls draw up, the telltale sign that he was about to cum. He fucked your fist faster, the slick sounds of it echoing in his ear. Sekido lets out another grunt before he spilt his seed, coating the top of your fist with it. “Making me cum like that...you’re such a whore...” he panted.

Aizetsu bounced you on his cock, determined to make you cum – to make you squirt so hard you passed out from the pleasure. His fangs grazed over the shell of your ear before he stuck his tongue in your ear as he felt you tighten up on his length. “Just let go and be our plaything.” He whispered.

Your back arched like a cat as you felt your thighs tremble, clit throbbing on Karaku's greedy tongue. Your chest heaved as your body convulsed, cumming hard, squirting – the hot clear liquid drenching Karaku’s face and dripping down Aizetsu’s thighs.

“Good fucking girl.” The green-eyed clone praised after he swallowed what he was able to catch on his tongue.

Aizetsu let out a whine as he trailed his tongue down the length of your neck before biting down gently on your pulse point. His thrust sped up until he was pounding into your soaked pussy. “Oh fuck. Oh shit...” He whimpered, tongue lapping at your pulse as he felt his cock twitching. He wasn’t to last much longer. “Gonna cum. Gonna cream this pussy. Say that’s what you want. Please tell me you want my cum.”

In your hazy fucked out mind, anything he said sounded heavenly. You mewled out weakly, “Want your cum. Give it to me.”

No sooner than those words left your throat, Aizetsu gave you a few more deep, cervix kissing thrusts before his hot cum spilled over inside your needy cunt. “Take it. Take it all.” He whined out as he fucked it deeper into you. “You’re our plaything now.”

Even you had to agree, You’ve become the plaything of the Upper Moon 4, Hantengu – no, the four clones, Sekido, Urogi, Karaku, and Aizetsu.

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kaicubus · 1 year

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Hidden in the Trees | Karaku

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warnings ✩° : 18+ smut, cunnilingus, a pinch of degrading, mostly praise, demon sex, size difference, overstimulation!receiving, some masochism!receiving, consensual sex, cursing.

pairing ✩° : karaku x fem hashira!reader

premise ✩° : after escaping the fourth upper moon hantengu, you find yourself running into a forest with what seems to have no exit. with no other way to go, you're forced to face the strangest of the demon clones, the pleasure demon.

word count ✩° : 4.2k

authors note ✩° : yippee another one down!! 2/4 look out for the rest...trying to get them all down in a timely fashion plz bear with me!!

©kaicubus do not steal

part one here!

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Was this the same demon from before? There was no way. The demon standing in front of you looked pleasant. Still, demon like, with thick veins pumping cold blood around his eyes and a plum-like color darkening his under eyes and forehead. What irked you most was that this clearly was one of Hantengu’s clones, but it looked nothing like who you saw before. This one, was attractive, almost, with a much more muscular built and tall stature. Now, he looks like a worthy opponent, all in all which terrifies you. Was he really the same demon who was crawling on the ground before?

You shift your feet into an instinctive kill mode, feet planted firm into the ground below, your movements making crunching noises against the plethora of dry leaves. You gain awareness of all the trees surrounding you two, the green of their lushness flurrying down. It’s an uncanny sort of feeling. For some reason, even when faced with one of the most powerful ranked demons, the setting around you was eerily calm. Not just the way the leaves fall slowly and the wind just barley picks up, but the demon who stands before you seems like he has already won the battle that hasn’t even started yet.

You stare at the green eyed demon with a murderous glint in your eyes and thinly pressed lips, mentally preparing for the worst. But, instead, the worst doesn’t happen. Rather than harvesting your life, you hear a lowly chuckle almost gurgle out of the demon’s throat, paired with a loud thumping noise start to approach you, slow enough to notice the horrible sinking feeling in your gut but too fast for you to do anything about it. With every step closer, the demon’s smile grows, watching as you move backwards right into the thick trunk of a tree.

You look back, then back at him, feeling a cold sweat start to form on your brow, mostly from confusion as to why this demon is so calm. He doesn't even look like a demon, and certainly doesn't look human. With your shoulders square, you back into the tree even more and hold your sword further in front of you, not being able to hide your shakes as the shirtless figure is now standing over you.

As the shadow of the night leak through the thick foliage of the trees above, the dark markings on this clone’s face make him even more spine chilling. He’s so close,

“And you thought I wouldn't catch up. You managed to lose me back there.” The demon speaks, holding his square shoulders up low, almost relaxed like. “I’ve fought humans before, but, I didn't think anyone could ever outrun me. I’m impressed. You have my attention.”

Have his attention? In what world would you ever want his attention? You wanted to scream at him, rip his head off with your bear hands, end this, and go home, but the demon in front of you clearly isn't taking you seriously.

“Is this a game to you?!” Your shoulders tense, anger piquing as you grip onto your sword handle more.

“To me, of course. But to you, it might be a bit more scarier than a game.” The demon in front of you draws his claws up to your chin and raises your face up to his unmatched, demonic height. The dark emerald green color fills your vision and that’s when you finally realize which clone of Hantengu’s he is.

“Karaku.” You mutter under your breath. Karaku, the demon clone who possesses the pleasure emotion of his host. You always thought that out of all the emotions Hantengu could have, pleasure was surely the weirdest one. That said, you didn’t know what you were up against, in fact the thought alone of what pleasure entailed made you nearly weep with all the gruesome feelings imaginable. But you hold your ground.

Karaku smiles slowly at you, his head tilting down and even closer to you, nearly enough to kiss you. Despite what you think, there’s no seemingly malicious bone in his body. Yet at least.

“That’s right. You know who I am. That’s good. Now, could I ask what a demon slayer like you is doing alone? And with no sword, that’s kind of like your whole thing right? You wave around a sword and slice my head off, right?” Karaku shifts his hand onto his face, curling his cold fingers on his cheek, “With no sword...and clearly no ability to actually fight me. You’re useless. Right? That makes this fun.”

You look down at your sword, confused, but suddenly feel a harsh gust of wind blow your way, knocking you off your feet.

There’s only a second from that to the moment where your back hits the ground and your sword is thrown out of your hand. Upon impact, you close your eyes and throw your crossed arms over your face, fear stinging your senses, before you open your eyes again to see the demon directly on top of you. The demonic look in his eyes is enough to make you shriek, just before he lunges down with his mouth open.

With a grunt, you kick the center of his chest, only managing to blow enough air to thrust his charcoal black hair off his shoulders. Your efforts amuse the sick entity, reflecting in a cynical grin accompanied by a squinted smile of the demon. Still, you grit your teeth and continue pushing on his firm, muscular chest. The least you can do is try to survive as long as you can before someone finds you. Surely anyone can recognize you're gone and will come search for you. Right?

“Was that supposed to hurt?” Karaku chuckles hoarsely, “Because it was more pleasant than I expected. Maybe I am stronger than I thought. That’s nice.” His smile deepens. “Don’t you realize how easy it is for me to overpower you, and kill you? I could tear you open, drain your blood, and eat your flesh in seconds. And you think a measly kick can stop me?”

With his hand straddling your ankle, you mentally curse at the undeniable realization that you can’t even get out from his grasp.

“Say, I never caught your name. What was it, hashira?”

Your eyes quickly glance down at his position, how his legs are properly situated between your trembling thighs, ankles quivering at the demon above you, yet he remains calm and stares, waiting for your response.

So you swallow all your anxiety and answer. “Y/n. My name is Y/n.”

“You’ve come to kill me? Right?” Karaku inches closer, revealing his elongated teeth poking out from his warm lips. A chill runs down your spine. He’s already thinking of eating me. “Hey, right?”

“Yes!” You grit your teeth and remind him who has a foot pressed against him, shoving the bottom of your shoe into him harder. Karaku doesn’t pay any mind to it though. He knows you’re trying to gain the upper hand, it’s a game he knows all too well. But he’s tired of fighting, and for once he deserves a break from killing and eating human flesh. Well, not entirely the second one. Being the most relaxed clone of Hantengu, it’s easy for Karaku to analyze situation and step back when he needs to. He feels no sympathy for his victims, yet the experiences they give him fulfill him so much more than any killing could. Even if sometimes he can kill two birds with one stone.

Your eyes dart around his face. You can’t even tell what he’s thinking with such a relaxed expression. But Karaku quickly reaches for the inner side of your ankle and tugs you closer to him.

“You know...” Karaku says, just barley above a whisper, “A hashira shouldn't be so worked up meeting me. Wouldn't wanna worry your pretty head, I’m just a big scary demon is all. I don’t want to hurt you.” His hands skitter up your ankle all the way to your thigh, rubbing methodically in wide circles just to avoid suspicion. With a tainted grin, Karaku’s hand travels up your skirt, pushing the pleated fabric out of the way. Before you can protest or kick him further, it finally clicks in your mind that you had no safety shorts or shorts at all protecting under your skirt. As the demon corps uniform protocol calls for, all you have on is your skirt and your panties underneath, which in this moment serves as a great disadvantage to your dignity.

Quickly, you buckle your knees together, making a quick bucking sound from your kneecaps clashing, followed by a small wince after. This in turn, piques Karaku’s interest and the devilish grin you've grown so fond of returns once again.

“Of all the things...” Karaku says giddily, “Of all the things you choose to protect. That’s, your main concern? What are you hiding from me, puny hashira?”

You feel your throat close. Just as you’d hoped to keep your life by protecting yourself, you’d failed to distract him from possibly the most insignificant worry you had suddenly realized. Now he was intrigued and now there was no way out of his curiosity.

Karaku’s claws move up your skirt further, now not pulling you into his chest, but rather peeling back the fabric akin to selfishly unwrapping a present not meant for him, revealing a pair of tight, white underwear. The best part?

There’s a wet spot smack center in the middle, all for Karaku to see and instantly take notice in. When his eyes dart to your entrance, you feel your soul leave your body. There’s no denying the attraction you’d felt to Karaku before, but you never would’ve guessed that it resulted in this. Still, you hold your breath and stare up at him, knees now separated and your face dripping with sweat. Karaku on the other hand, parts his lips, revealing his elongated canines and a raised brow, perplexed yet interested. He lets out a soft chuckle as his rough hands turn soft with feather like touches around your waist.

“Hm, that’s strange.” Karaku says, eyes widening owlishly with curiosity, “I haven’t even done anything…and yet…” he prods a finger forward and touches lightly on the front of your underwear, pressing down on the darkened wet spot growing larger by the second. You look away shamefully and mumble incoherently under your breath, too embarrassed to look the demon in his green eyes as his smile widens from ear to pointed ear. “You’re wet right here. That means you like me, huh?”

“W-Wait—” You stare helplessly at Karaku rubs his thumb over your clothed pussy, swirling the slick underneath the thin layer of cotton. Instinctively, your hips jerk forward and you find yourself gasping for air, not out of fear, but out of pleasure. It’s strange, but Karaku only smiles, his expression turning almost lovingly as he leans forward and closes the gap between you both. With his lips on yours, you feel his tongue push past your locked teeth and glide right under yours, licking every surface of your mouth.

“Mm! Mhh!” You squeeze your eyes tighter and attempt to grab hold of his wrist, failing in the process and only making the position more intimate as Karaku lowers his position onto you. When he breaks the kiss, it doesn't take long before his hungry and curious lips find another curve of your body to settle on, marking his territory all the way down to your chest, unbuttoning your uniform with his teeth, and to your skirt, where he tears that off too, and finally settling right in between your plush, doughy thighs. All the way, your breathing deepens, skin glowing red at this point, not sure what he’ll do next.

“We don’t need all those anymore, I need to see your lovely figure for me to be satisfied. Doesn’t the air feel nice, Y/n?” The demon strokes your sides with the tip of his claws, tracing lines into your untouched skin. His mind reels at your warmness, the way your blood rushes inside your body, and how he gets to feel and experience it all up close. Emerald green shimmers into your glossy eyes, and his silky, raven hair makes his demonic appearance all the more alluring, especially in such a delirious state.

“M-Mhm...” A breathy whine spills from your throat as soon as you feel his cheek press against the side of your inner thigh, his tongue soon following. You hadn't noticed it before, but now looking at it, you notice how the top of his tongue spells ‘pleasure’ in kanji.

Warm lips press against the side of your inner thigh, prying your legs open for the demon’s viewing, gently spreading your exposed cunt to him more and more. Every bone in your body tells you to stop him and kill him in fear of enjoying this too much, and yet, you watch him discover the most vulnerable part of you up close.

As if he can read your mind, Karaku looks back up to you and smirks, “Aren’t you going to tell me to stop? I don’t sense any displeasure coming from you, puny human, does that mean you want me to keep going?” Karaku says lowly, awaiting your answer.

“N-No...I-I don’t, I don’t want you to stop...” You say without thinking. That was all he needed to continue, and before you could get an understanding of what you just said, Karaku’s mouth finds your entrance and latches onto you very quickly.

You hadn’t even noticed he’d taken off your underwear a while back until you feel the heat of his branded tongue graze on the surface of your cunt, spooking you just a bit before your shoulders soften and your neck loses its structure.

Using his puckered lips, Karaku presses a soft kiss against your entrance, at first lightly. He kisses again, and again, until his welcoming kisses become more passionate and messy, all introductory formality being lost in his simmering curiosity. He’d never ate pussy before, though you could hardly tell, so naturally he’s very attentive to catering to your needs, looking up at you every chance he gets or as soon as he feels you twitch.

“H-Hah...wait just a minute...” You push your palm to his forehead to stop him, but stop instantly as Karaku presses your legs together, resulting in pushing himself further into you. The heated oral muscle greets you again, as well as the head rushing feeling of pure ecstasy. An ecstasy you're too ashamed of admitting you like.

“I’ve never tasted anything like this before.” Karaku says in between licks, “It’s so warm, and pleasant. I can’t help but wonder, isn't there a way to get more wet stuff out of here?” He purrs. Answering his own question, Karaku lowers his head and closes his eyes just enough so that only the tops of his lashes can be seen. You stifle out a struggled moan and shudder, hands curling into your messy clothes beneath you. Karaku continues to greet your dewy folds with his curved tongue, licking down on your sex and gathering up all the slick he can harvest on his tongue.

“A-Agh...W-Why don’t you just k-kill me? That’s far less embarrassing than—thIS!” You throw your head forward shamefully as Karaku’s tongue plunges deeper inside you, almost as if he’s telling you to stop talking. “K-Karaku!” Making a loud slurping noise, the demon pulls away and pants puffs of hot air onto your cunt, admiring the sheer glossiness it now has.

“You taste so good…delicious.” Karaku’s words are muffled as his mouth returns to your heat, pressing his branded tongue flat on your drooling pussy. Even if you tried moving away from him, it was no use. His fingers are practically embedded into your flesh, sharp claw-like fingernails drilling you and nearly drawing blood. You can hardly focus at the pain as Karaku licks bold stripes along your center, occasionally flicking the tip of his tongue faster than anything you’ve felt in your life. There was certainly no way to stop him.

“Karaku!” You whine, hips bucking in every which direction imaginable, “Karaku p-please!” It didn’t matter if you came once, twice, or even three times, with the speed of which he’s going, it’ll be impossible to pry him off your clit. That, and he just doesn’t want to.

“Is the puny hashira begging for me? Me? Oh, that makes me so fucking happy.” Karaku flashes his emerald green eyes back up at you, peeking up from in between your legs. “And I thought I’d never hear the words ‘please’ come out of your mouth. I guess I’ll take ‘p-please’ mh~!” Even though it’s wrong, even if this moment is frowned upon by any sane person, you can’t help but feel butterflies swarm inside the deepest parts of you, reminding you that no other person—or entity for that matter—has made you feel such pleasure. A red hue floods to your cheeks and you lean your head back, unable to withstand more than a seconds of eye contact.

Even just looking at you turned Karaku on. More than he’d like to admit. The sight of your head thrown back, mouth hung open, hair tangled and messy from the previous encounter, and now your ripped black and white uniform hanging off your shoulders, exposing your chest all to him. He relished in it all. Mostly, the feeling of being absolutely buried in your pussy, his nose poking the hood of your clit each ravenous grunt he makes to get closer to you.

Your eyes roll back as Karaku extends his tongue to fully show the kanji that says, ‘pleasure’ and presses it flat against your entrance, making a ‘slop’ sound before ravishing your wetness. Again and again, Karaku slurps at your cunt, using his huge, calloused hands to move your waist and body up and down on his mouth. One wrong move and he would surely scrape his teeth against your sensitive flesh. Unintentionally. Still, that didn't stop you from wiggling closer to him, pushing your wet pussy further into his mouth.

“Just relax,” Karaku giggles, “You like it, huh? Makes you feel good~” He slurs, ears perking up at all the soft whimpers flowing out of you, “Good girl, just like that, open wider for me.”

“H-Hngh! Karaku—NGH!” You groan breathlessly and press your legs together onto the sides of his face. His pointed ears poke into the insides of your thighs and you can’t help but want more of it. There was no way where you would have ever predicted that inhuman features like pointed ears, prodding canine teeth, and horns would ever make you feel anything other than hatred. But Karaku makes you forget it all.

You feel yourself getting hotter as Karaku doesn’t look away from you, the kanji in his eyes burning into yours, not moving an inch since when he started. There was no telling what he was thinking in his head, but the thought of all of it was making your mind go brainlessly numb.

With another bold lick, Karaku flutters his tongue in the pool of your juices, drawing a string of saliva and cum from your entrance and looking at you with a completely feral expression. “You don’t let up, do you?” He chuckles, “C’mere, puny hashira. Be a good human for me and let me taste you again, yeah? You’re so pretty...I can’t help myself, I’m getting so excited.” Karaku hums in amusement.

“Ah, hah, ah! Karaku-uh!” Your cunt continues to pulsate, growing wetter each time he suckles on your folds, wanting so desperately to please you and hear his name fall harder this time from your lips. A hashira, getting fucked out by a demon. Your mind runs rampant. All the sounds you make are practically drowned out by Karaku’s attention on your clit, gradually fucking you on his tongue and nudging his fangs against your velvet entrance, reminding him that you’re not like him and sooner or later you’re going to burst. He smiles at the thought.

A hand flies to his head and bumps into his horns, finally something to grab onto, and you suddenly get a rush of sanity back and cling onto the boney material with all your might. While it’s just to push him back for even just a second, Karaku takes the opportunity to gasp for air, now giving you a chance to look at him in all his clouded glory. His lips are red and shiny from your arousal, mouth slightly open and puffing out a mixture of his own breath and the scent of suffocating sex on his branded tongue. You can tell he’s not thinking of anything else but finding new ways to satisfy you by the hazy look in his eyes. The color almost matches the leaves above. Fitting.

“Karaku, j-just slow down before I—” The words die on your tongue as soon as Karaku pushes back your hold on his horns and dives in between your legs once more.

Like he’s getting high off the taste, his tongue laps again at your sex, squishing your sensitive flesh down with every messy lick he makes.

You begin to wail as Karaku pushes his tongue deeper inside of you, easily finding your sweet spot and abusing it with all his strength and stamina. The warm touch of his tongue along with his now rose-wet lips pressing against your entrance draws out more lewd sounds from you.

Trying to breathe, Karaku doesn’t let up and only continues to swirl his tongue on your soaked cunt, occasionally dipping into your pussy to taste you deeper. “Mm, more more more.” He chants into you. As soon as your knees start to buckle in pure ecstasy, Karaku holds them apart and opens more of your legs to suck more and more, driving you practically insane.

By now, you're too dazed to even realize how much Karaku had done, and how much of a mess you are now. So focused on the acute surges of pleasure running through your body with every little curl of his tongue or slurp of his wet lips on yours. What once was a soft, sheepish voice soon became a high-pitched cry in a matter of seconds. Pleasure rolls through your body with the overwhelming knowledge that you could sense your own high.

It almost doesn't feel real. At the hands, or rather, mouth of a demon, it just doesn't feel right. But it feels too fucking good to ignore. Karaku is completely engulfed in the taste of you, sucking on your clit harder now, with his claws biting into the plushness of your thighs to be closer to him, just to fill the insatiable hunger he possesses. “Karaku!” His name comes out as a warning, trying not to give in, “K-hh! Wait wait wait! Karaku I-N-NGH!” Just then, you jerk your head back, no longer wishing to hold back anymore, and allow his name to run freely, “Karaku! H-Hngh!” When his name leaves your lips, so does all the built up pleasure inside your body, and as if a bolt of lightning stroked inside of you, you feel the rush begin to surge. Keeping his eyes on you, you feel the demon smile widely as he quickens his pace, licking up all the wetness from leaking out of his reach.

“That’s good,” Karaku purrs and kisses your clit, not planning on stopping you from cumming all over his tongue, “Keep going...don’t stop, puny hashira.” When he pulls away, not going too far, you're met with the bitter cold of the night, hips instantly shivering from the loss of his touch.

Coating the inner walls of your thighs, and even trickling down to the fabric of your uniform placed under you, Karaku watches as arousal spills out from you, all from just his tongue. The sticky, almost briney, fluid pools on your pinkish, glistening folds, making your heart leap out of your chest as you gasp in short breaths of air. Karaku laughs at the warmth leaking onto his finger and taps the softness of your clit, amused by the tiny jerks and twitches of you and your hips, trying to ride out the aftermath of your climax. “Ah...ah...ah...” You groan and roll your hips back.

“You’re so pretty, Y/n. I wish you came here sooner. Instead of being a demon hunter, you could’ve came here to me and I’d eat this pussy out all the time.” He says, cupping the outside of your thigh. “Wouldn't that be nice...being here with me, right?” He flashes a curious look at you, to which you can’t help but look away in shame anymore. His nose, lips, and chin are all soaked in your juices, and even if he doesn’t seem to mind and even likes it, you can’t shake the feeling that he was able to do so much for you.

Your heavy lidded eyes look up at him, panting uncontrollably, “Karaku...I’m so tired...” your words make the demon freeze, but very quickly turn into a wide smile. He does his best to lick all the cum off his face, even using his fingers to suck off your arousal, laughing a bit at your blissed out expression. Instead of leaving you behind, Karaku sits up with you in his arms, planting a tender kiss on your forehead before leaving your clothes in the dirt.

“Come on, don’t fall asleep now. We still have much to do, puny hashira. I can’t wait to experience new things with you.”

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hoejosatoru · 1 year

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A quick lil Hantengu/Karaku pussy eating smut bc I need him bad 🧍🏻‍♀️(you could apply this to any of the clones tbh you do you)

Warnings: pussy eating, degradation, not non con but reader is a little scared at first, squirting,a demon is eating your pussy idk what else to tell you. This might be the nasty pussy eating fic I’ve ever written MDNI

You knew the second you saw a humanoid shape moving in the shadows you were fucked. Taking this short cut home through woods had always been a risk and your luck had run out. You knew it was demon before he even stepped out into the moonlight by the ways the hairs on the back of your neck stood up.

“Well, what do we have here?” A sickly sweet voice asked. The demon stepped out from the shadows, tall, muscular and horned. You’d never seen a demon before in real life. You weren’t a slayer, just another villager. There was instinctually fear in having this predator before you, but something else just below the surface. He was… alluring. Handsome when he should be grotesque. You felt sick in the head for thinking so.

The demon was suddenly before you, stunning you with his speed. “You’re a shy thing, are you?” He was walked around your body, sizing you up. Your hear hammered in your chest. He licked his lips. “The pretty ones always are.”

When you looked in his eyes, your blood went cold. His pupils read “upper rank 4.” Even with you limited knowledge of demons, you knew an upper rank was the most dangerous of them all. Your body shook with fear. “Please don’t hurt me,” you blurted out helplessly.

Surprisingly, he chuckled. “Who said I wanted to hurt you?” You flinched slight as he ran a finger along your cheek. “Pretty thing like you would be a waste to kill.” He leaned in, his lips ghosting over your ear. “Besides, I’m hungry for something else tonight.”

Your body shivered, though for an entirely different reason. It felt so wrong to respond to a demon in this way. Your cheeks flushed with embarrassment. “I-I don’t know what you mean.”

In a flash you were on the ground, the demon on top of you. “P-please don’t!” You cried. You weren’t sure what he wanted to do to you, though the look in his eyes gave you a hint.

“Told you I’m not gonna hurt you,” he kicked a stripe up your neck, making you gasp. His hands were pinning down your wrist to stop you from squirming - though you weren’t putting up much of a fight. “I’m going to make you feel good. Pleasure you.”

He stuck his tongue out again and you caught a glimpse of the kanji for “pleasure” tattooed on it. Heat pooled between your legs at the sinful sight. “B-but you’re a demon. It’s wrong.” You stumbled over your words as he sucked at your neck, right over your jugular.

He let out a dry laugh. “Don’t act like you’re not aroused, I can smell it from here.” Your face went bright red, which only made him laugh more. “You humans, so virtuous.” His hands were between your legs, rubbing at your throbbing core over your underwear. “I’m going to devour you.”

You gasped as he ripped your underwear off, exposing your pussy to the his eyes and the cold night air. He was no longer holding you down but you did run from him. Not just because it was pointless, but because, fuck, your pussy was aching and you wanted him to fix it. You were sick with shame and desire.

“My name is Karaku,” the demon said, slotting himself between your legs, “I want to hear you scream it when you cum on my tongue.” You bit your lip, watching him with anxious anticipation. He licked a stripe up your pussy, letting your arousal coat his tongue. “Mmm, fucking soaked. And all for a demon? You’re not as innocent as you act.”

He did just a he said: he devoured you. His mouth moved against with speed and force that you didn’t even know was possible. Well, maybe it wasn’t for human men, but for him it was. He sucked hard on your clit, before grazing his teeth over it, loving how your whole body jumped.

Karaku pressed his tongue into your tight, sopping pussy. He wriggled his tongue inside you and it was the most sinful and pleasurable thing you ever felt. “Fuck,” you whined as he pulled away. He watched your pussy clench around nothing, driving him wild.

“Pussy fucking begging for me. What a dirty girl you are,” he purred. His hands dug into your plush thigh to keep you spread open for him. His nails threatening to cut your skin.

His mouth returned to your wet heat, though less intensely. He wanted to drag it out, to tease you. He circled his tongue around your hole, never dipped in like he knew you wanted. He switched between teasing your hole and sucking on your click, turning you into a whimpering miss.

“Please!” You cried, your need damn near painful. Your whole body was pulsing for him, you didn’t even care how wrong it was. The demon just laughed at you. You were desire over-rid your fear. You went to grip his hair, but your hands wrapped around the solid horns on his forehead instead. You used the grip as leverage grinding into his face.

Karaku let out a deep, feral moan. “Look at you fucking my face. A demons face. You’re sick for wanting me. Nasty fuckin’ slut,” his words were so dirty, but laced with desire. It only made you more desperate for release.

Karaku could easily have stopped you from fucking his face, but he didn’t want to. He loved being buried in your pussy, his tongue fucking you, tasting you. You were sweeter than most humans.

“Karaku,” you whimpered as you bucked your hips against his face. Your were so close; each time his nose nudged your clit pleasure pulsed through you.

“That’s it. Cum on my fucking tongue,” he demanded. He pressed his tongue impossibly deeper into you.

“Karaku fuck!” You cried out as the coil in your stomach snapped. The pleasure you felt was white-hot, more intense than anything you’d ever felt. You squirmed and moaned as he licked you through your orgasm. You were gasping, tearing in your eyes. It was so good it almost hurt.

His tongue flicked relentlessly over your overly sensitive clit. Suddenly your body shuddered, overcome by another wave of ecstasy as you squirted all over his face.

“Oh, fuck you’re dirty,” karaku purred, lapping up every last bit of your release. He finally pulled away, his face glistening with your release in the moonlight. As you caught your breath and came down from your high, fear and shame crept back in. What did you just do?

You tried to scramble away, but Karaku grabbed you by the ankle, pulling you back to him. “Oh, you’re not going anywhere. I’m taking you back to my brothers and we are going to have some fun.”

#I need to pray after this #hantengu #Hantengu smut #karaku #karaku smut #demon slayer smut #demon slayer fic #upper moons #upper rank demons

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flametrashiraarchive · 10 months

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Succor 2

Muzan x GN!reader

Content warnings: oral sex, anal fingering, prostate milking, profanity, Muzan Kibutsuji.

NSFW MDNI.

Part 1

Follow up drabble to Part 1

Taglist: @hiraethsdesires @verose-tb @blamedbisexual @tsukiran

Muzan was livid. One of his upper ranks had fallen for the first time in more than a century, and the remaining demons of his so-called elite class were nothing more than pathetic fools, serving him with nothing but disappointment.

He let Gyokko's severed head plummet to the platform below, taking grim satisfaction from the wet thud it made when it landed. Hantengu yelped in fear, Akaza flinched, and Douma’s perpetual smile faded. Nothing could quell Muzan’s rage. Nothing.

"Muzan," you whispered from beneath his desk. He hadn’t known you were there, and your sudden appearance was nothing short of disarming.

You were his most depraved and alluring creation; a demon who was repulsed by the consumption of human flesh, but who garnered strength from Muzan's own fluids. And what strength it was. His breath caught as your hand slowly worked its way up his thigh.

Surely you couldn't still be hungry? You'd already sucked him dry not two hours ago.

And yet, as the fools groveled below, whimpering apologies and empty promises, your hands went to the fastening of his trousers and deftly undid it.

"Stop that," he hissed through his teeth, glowering at your pretty face. "Cease at once, you infernal slut. Can’t you see I’m in the middle of a mee–"

A shuddering breath escaped Muzan's throat as you took out his cock and used the very tip of your tongue to tease his opening.

Oh he could have torn your head off for such insubordination, and perhaps he should have, but as his knees buckled and he was forced to brace himself on the edge of his desk, he couldn't bring himself to stop you.

He fought to regain his composure as your hot, wet mouth surrounded his rapidly hardening cock and he tried to keep his voice level as he addressed the upper ranks. “I’d advise you all to act with more urgency from here on out. I suppose you’re not entirely at fault for your inadequacies.”

You swirled your tongue around the head of his cock and the veins in his forehead began to throb. He raised his voice once more to address the demons. “I’ve been too lenient with you because you’re upper ranks.”

He chanced a look down at you, and immediately regretted it. You gazed up at him with tears shimmering in your eyes as his dick grew to tease and nudge the back of your wretched throat. Oh, you were an abomination, a vulgar disgrace to demonkind, but he could not walk away from you. For all his power, he was devastatingly weak when it came to you and your depraved mouth.

He had to end the meeting.

“Gyokko, once you’ve confirmed that information to be true, you are to head over there with Hantengu at once."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a partition closed the pair of you off from the upper ranks, and he could finally let loose the growl caged behind his teeth. “You will be the death of me,” he hissed. “How many times must I feed you, my greedy slut?”

You simply sucked him harder in response.

"Curse you." His legs trembled beneath him; his weakness and helplessness only adding to his fury.

“Oh, fine, you licentious leech,” he snapped, putting his hands on the back of your head and thrusting into your mouth.

He pumped his hips, brutally fucking your face as you gagged and drooled over his cock, your eyes rolling as your tongue lapped at the precum weeping from his slit. With every thrust he reclaimed a little more power, a little of his tattered dignity. His toes curled inside the butter-soft leather of his shoes as exquisite pleasure built and spilled over.

With a grunt he unloaded down your throat. Your greedy tongue lapped at his cum as a deep groan burst from his throat. “Yes… swallow it all. There. Now I truly have nothing left to give you. Leave me be.”

His eyes widened as you yanked his trousers down entirely, exposing his backside.

“What are you– Oh I should destroy you,” he groaned as heat prickled along his cheeks and the top of his chest. He released his grip on your head to try to pull his trousers back up. “How dare you, how–”

His blood-red eyes widened. Your strength was truly astounding as you stood, catching him off guard and spinning him around before you placed a hand on his chest and pushed him back onto the desk. The song of smashing glass and falling equipment drowned out his gasp.

“You dare–!” Muzan’s protest died on his tongue as you slipped your finger past the barrier of his lips and laid it flat on his tongue. His pupils narrowed to reptilian slits as indignation and arousal battled for dominance. He could bite your wretched finger off– in fact, he should have, but he found himself simply moaning around it as you lowered your head to take his cock into your mouth once more.

He licked the underside of your digit as his eyelids fluttered.

“Mmhh–” he sucked your finger, biting back a mewl as you pulled it free from his lips. “What are–” His body tensed as your finger delved between the plush cheeks of his ass, circling his hole, lubricating it with his own saliva.

You simply raised your eyes to meet his frantic gaze.

“You aren’t… fffuck.” His head lolled back as you continued your ministrations, your moan reverberating around his cock as you pushed past the taught ring of muscle to finger the soft flesh within.

He was helpless then; eyes wide, mouth agape around a silent cry, chest heaving as you fingered his hole.

“Damn… you…” he choked out, voice cracking as he lifted his legs higher, allowing you to press deeper. You hit a spot deep within him which made him see stars, “Oh… ohhpleasepleaseplease fuuuck…”

You seemed obscenely pleased as his cock started to weep, and you greedily swallowed down every drop which spilled out of him. Never in over a millenia had he been treated with such disrespect and made to feel so utterly helpless. He whined as he bore down on your degenerate fingers, furious as hot tears pricked at the corners of his eyes.

Bringing up his arms to shield his face from your gaze, Muzan let his tears soak into the sleeves of his shirt as he rocked his hips, fucking himself on your fingers, taking you deeper.

"More, curse you. Another."

You obliged your king's request, pushing another finger past the barrier of his hole, scissoring them to widen him. His eager body responded to your touch, allowing you to push deeper and massage that exquisite spot deep within him.

His cock erupted onto your tongue as you milked him, pulsing pleasure and heat consuming him as he choked out your name. On and on, the pleasure consumed him, seemingly never ending. His mouth fell open, his lips drawn back to expose his fanged teeth as his groans turned to frantic whimpers. “I can’t I can’t I can’t I don’t… Gods, curse… you… I… oh fuck oh Gods please. Please. Please~”

His orgasm exploded then, sending sparks of scalding pleasure shooting throughout his body as you groaned in satisfaction, your wicked tongue lapping up every drop of his seed. His hands grasped at anything he could find, tearing pages from his notebooks and sending vials of ingredients flying from the desk.

“Mm,” you crooned as he lay on the desk, gasping for air, his body still pulsing with the aftershocks of your torment. “Such a good master, cumming so much for me.”

His crimson eyes widened at your praise, a muscle in his jaw leaping as he bit down the whine pressing at the back of his throat. “Silence.”

Forcing a deeper breath, he placed a hand on the back of your head and flexed his fingers in a muted show of affection. "Mmh… curse you."

You were by far the best and the worst demon he had ever created, and in that moment, he would gladly keep you by his side for eternity.

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luxesiren · 1 year

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𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐮 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 — 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰 | drabble

(✞) warnings; smut. mdni

sorrow whimpers during sex. you’re riding him, his hands on your waist and his eyes lidded while he watches you bounce on his cock. you can’t help but smile at the high pitch whining you hear from him and the soft whimpers that leave him every time your hips meet each other’s. he’s practically stuttering through his dirty talk, can’t even get a word out cause he so focused on how good you feel and how warm your cunt feels around him. eyes watering with unshed tears as more whimpers continue to leave him and only getting louder as he cums inside you.

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NSFW // KNY characters that are serial humpers. There's nothing they won't rub themselves on for just a small chance to get off.

CW: GN Reader/ Both Genitals reffered to/ specific CW will be before each character so you can peruse as you see fit.

Karaku

Object Of choice : Anything and Everything.

CW: Genital Mutilation (he gets curious, no scene), Dub-con/Non-con, Somnophilia.

-While I think all of the Clones have a bit of a problem keeping it to themselves, I think Karaku, being, you know, the pleasure clone, is most certainly a cum chaser.

-He can barely keep his hand out of his pants in public, all but physically refuses to hide his boners, and, worst of all, you can't keep underwear in one piece, on, or even around.

-This man is disgusting. The only difference between him and the others is that he's unabashed about it. You'd think the honesty would help, but it just doesn't. Not after he's torn through your last set of undergarments and now what?

-'So what? I don't wear anything- eh? What do you mean it's digusting?!'

-He's so proud about it too, it's almost disheartening.

-Is not gentle with his dick. It can just regrow, I'm sure he's done- awful things to it.

-I think that pleasure thing comes at a cost. It's a signifier of Hantengu's lack of impulse control. Karaku probably can't stop himself, even if he wants to, which he never would because lusting is his only purpose.

-Everything is made to read as innately sexual to him- doesn't matter if it's your fist or a cheese grater- He's experimental with his nerves to a self destructive degree.

-'I didn't intend to cut it off- no! I saw a photo of a man that flayed it o- Hey! It's not that bad! Just liste- It'll fix itself soon!'

-I don't know what else He'd do other than jack off, or try and convince the other clones to jack off. I don't think he has- hobbies?

-Definitely tries to hump you in your sleep. If you don't wake up to him jerking off, you're waking up to him trying to slip between your thighs.

-'I just got horny- no no- just go back t- hey, no, you're not allowed to leave? Come back! Y/N!'

Aizetsu

Object of Choice : Your thigh

CW: Severe Depression / BDSM Dynamics (Severe degradation, both self and inflicted) (Aizetsu receiving)

-What a miserable fuck, he doesn't know what to do with himself half the time, so when he gets horny he just cries and begs.

-He's a manifestation of every awful thought Hantengu ever had in that big ol' head of his. Aizetsu just drips with the most gut wrenching, vomit inducing level of self-hatred you've ever seen anytime you're intimate.

-you begin to wonder if being talked down to appeals to him more than he'd like to admit.

-He's like a dog when he asks, because, at the end of the day, he's still Hantengu, a selfish bastard who self serves. Aizetsu just doesn't have the joy receptors for it- his nerves jump at the bud for any impulse they can fufill.

-When you let him ride your thigh, because he's pathetic, and he looked so... him asking, it became his favourite thing. Ever.

-When you two are alone, he'll just beg for it out loud. He has no self respect. So much shame that he'll never conquer.

-'Please, please- Y/N- I- I'll do whatever you want me to. You're the only person I can do this with, they'll all- laugh at me- please please- I'm sorry, I know, I'm- God I'm worthless- I can't do anything in return, nothing will be good enough-'

-he's practically jerking himself off on your calve as he spews his self hate. You might as well give in.

-When you're infront of the other clones, he'll tug at the edge of whatever you're wearing. They all toss him hauty looks. They're disgusted by him, too. He likes humping your thigh more than his dignity infront of his fellow cluster, I guess.

-Maybe he's... a bit of a.... a lot of a masochist. You stare at him like he's dirt, there. He's a grown man humping your thigh- drool spilling out of his mouth.

-'I'm- I'm sorry I- oh god- please don't hate me- please don't hate me- please please-'

-'You're pathetic. You can't make me cum, but you have no problem mak- did you just cum again? Are you cumming right now? In your pants?... Are you serious?'

-You could easily have him wailing in minutes, maybe even seconds if you hit the right nerve. And the whole time he'll just be thrusting away, chasing his own pleasure against your skin because that's all he knows how to do.

-Push him off right as he's cumming and ruin his orgasm, he doesn't deserve to feel good (The abuse will just make him cum harder)

Kaigaku

Object Of Choice: You.

CW: Mention of Trad Wives

-Listen, I know we have a lot of Kaigaku haters in the crowd. I, however, see a man with a choker, and I see a potential slut. Give him his moment.

-I think Kaigaku would be a very selfish lover, obviously, but I don't think this is in natural capacity for him. I think he's like, brainwashed by societies standards of what attracts him, especially in a relationship.

-You know when you see a 'sigma' guy that's really upset his trad wife who he specifically picked out for being trad won't do anal? That's Kaigaku.

-So he's really, really upset when you won't put out.

-You see a chance, though. A chance for a life lesson.

-Kaigaku is allowed to fuck you... just not really fuck you. He's allowed to use your hand. He's allowed to use your thighs. He can rut in between your pussy lips/ up and down your shaft-

-He is not allowed in you. And it lights him up.

-'Thats a stupid rule! You think I'm not enough? Are you fucking someone else? Are you making fun of me?!' He'd probably try to insight a screaming match for a week, but you just won't give in-

-Fine. Whatever. He just won't touch you, won't talk to you- won't-

-The first time Kaigaku slides in between your thighs, he swears he sees stars. It'd been weeks... probably the longest he's ever held off on an impulse. Hadn't jerked off either, He'd been too pissed.

-Its there, in that little space between your sex and the top of your thighs, that Kaigaku finds God. At least he thinks it's god. It's got to be. He's never cum so hard in his life.

-Kaigaku becomes almost... willingly obedient. He continues to pretend he's so inconvenienced by the whole thing, but then he's sliding into your fist, and the world is just sliding away.

-I have a very specific image of standing infront of him, and him trying to angle his dick to slide in your underwear. He's really awkward, and he's struggling to stay upright because he's got to bend his knees to meet your cunt/cock- and it's just not working, but that's the only way you'd let him get off on you that day-

-It like, kind of gives me the ick thinking about him doing it, but also like- Aw? He'll literally do anything to get off now? You broke him?

-'I can't- it- it's too hard-' He'd mumble, voice sounding particularly defeated. 'I just- I want to cum-'

-'Too bad.' You'd go to walk away, and He'd jerk off on the floor, pissed as hell. He wouldn't be able to cum and that'd just make him angrier, because now he has to go beg his partner, who he's whipped for, to please let him use their pussy/dick again-

-He's like, never been this needy before, though. He's not supposed to want to chase you. He's supposed to have people throwing themselves at him- It's kind of... exciting, to be denied.

-You know, guys that whimper are really cool, but idk, I think Kaigaku's a whiner. I think he whines and groans and it's really unsightly but??? There's something so appealing about it? Like, he's so big and strong and his ego is so inflated, and he's just toppling for you?

Enmu

Object of Choice : Your pillow

CW: Enmu / Crossing of explicit sexual boundaries.

-Listen, he's not right in the head. Enmu never claimed to be right in the head, either, but he's particularly fond of cumming on your pillow. Not just humping it, cumming on it. He doesn't really know why either.

-'It just feels right, I think.' He'd reason.

-'Do you want to- cum in my hair? On my face-'

'No, I want to cum on your pillow. It's where you sleep.' Thats the only explanation you get from him. He cannot articulate anymore.

-He doesn't even think about it when he's doing it. He's just got one leg hiked up on the bed, a thumb pressing the head of his cock into the plush, and he's just thrusting- almost blind.

-He doesn't ever remember the build up to getting there, or what in his brain is satisfied by doing this, but if he doesn't do it, something... off will happen, he's sure.

-You catch him, one day. You thought he was just cumming on it- no, he's got his full weight in his pelvis, pitching his hips forward with all his might. You didn't even know Enmu could physically do such a thing.

-He's not weak, obviously. He's a demon, but you all rarely have sex where he's the one leading, so it's a bit of a shock to watch him be so... rough with the fabric.

-He's almost in a trance, it's kind of scary, until he cums, and he covers his mouth with both hands, and his hole body shakes. The fucker knows he has to keep this silent...

-Maybe you're...Maybe you're not right in the head either, because you really, really want to be that pillow.

This might have a part 2, because i think Mitsuri would be prone to this.

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Consummation

Hantengu Clones x Fem!Reader

warnings: virginity loss, several creampies, cervix kiss, riding, mentions of breeding, short mention of blood consumption

Part 1

“Consummate? You mean…”

(Name)’s already flushed face burned hot with embarrassment as Karaku pulled at her kimono impatiently.

“Sex. With all of us.”

Urogi gives her a mischievous smile, finally using his talons to completely sever her kimono from her body. She gasped as the now ripped fabric fell to the floor, whimpering at the cold now encasing her form.

“Aww… so so pretty.”

Karaku circled her, taking in every detail of her body. (Name) quickly covered her unguarded chest, a pout forming on her lips.

“I could have just taken it off… perfectly good kimono gone to waste.”

Urogi laughed, pulling her close to him. “Aww, don’t be upset, wife. We’ll get you much prettier kimonos, you won’t even miss those rags you wore before.”

His talons gently caressed her sides, causing her to let out a whimper. “If you’re this sensitive to touch…”

Urogi trailed down to her pussy, running a claw along her panties. She gasped out and gripped his arm, her eyes pleading.

“Can’t lie, you making cute little sounds is getting me worked up. Aizetsu, you’ll do the honors, yeah?”

Karaku turned to Aizetsu, his cock already hardening in his pants. Aizetsu nodded, approaching (Name) slowly, removing his clothing until he only had his underwear on.

“Come, wife. We’ll continue in the bedroom, that would be more comfortable for you, yes?”

He offered out a hand and she took it, holding onto him as if he were her only lifeline. Aizetsu held back to urge to push her up a wall and take her now, knowing that she was a virgin just by her scent.

Her legs wobbled a bit, the anxiety of her first time making them feel like jelly. Aizetsu notices this and immediately picks her up bridal style, one hand along her back and the other under her butt, fingers grazing her wet panties.

Aizetsu closed the door behind the two, the other three allowing you some semblance of privacy as they waited on the other side. With the newfound intimacy of the situation, Aizetsu stroked her hair gently, climbing on top of his trembling wife.

Her eyes met his, almost begging for comfort. He was happy to oblige, placing soft kissed down her chest and stomach, resting his head on her thigh for a moment.

“You smell so good, my love. So sweet. I’m gonna have a taste okay?”

She nodded, bucking her hips slightly when he pulled her panties off. He smiled, happy that she was getting into it.

His fingers dipped into her folds, trailing from her sensitive clot to her core. She gasped out when he inserted his finger, slowly pumping in and out of her. His tongue lapped at her collecting juices, focusing on her clit.

“‘Z-zetsu~” she mewled out, grabbing fistfuls of his hair. He whimpered into her pussy, squeezing the fat of her thighs as he indulged in her sweet juices.

Her orgasm came quick, her hips bucking into his face roughly. He allowed her to lose herself in pleasure, pulling at his hair harder until she came down from her high.

“All wet now. You ready for me, sweetheart?”

He pulled down his underwear, letting his large cook spring forward. He hissed at the cold air, ready to bury his cock into her warm pussy.

She whimpered at the sigh of his length, pushing her legs closed. He bent down and kissed her back, pulling apart her legs with ease.

“I’ll be gentle. Would never want to hurt my precious wife.”

His words soothed her just enough to relax under him, giving him the go ahead to start. He pulled her hips into his, pressing his length against her core, rubbing up and down her pussy to gather up her slick.

“I’m gonna push it in, okay? I’m gonna be all inside you.”

His breath hitched as he slid his cock in, (Name) gasping out in pain.

“Shh, shh, it’s okay baby, I won’t move until you’re ready.”

He looked down to where they were joined together, letting out another whimper when he saw droplets of blood pooling from her pussy.

Aizetsu had almost forgotten some human virgins bleed during their first sexual encounter. He hurriedly swiped the blood with his finger and lapped it up, savoring the taste.

(Name) whined, grasping at the empty air. “‘Zestu…”

Aizetsu smiled warmly, leaning down to press his chest against hers, kissing her pouty lips. “Want me closer, my love?”

She nodded, grasping his shoulders as she did. He bit his lip when her nails dig into his shoulders, whining in her ear. “God you feel so good, (Name). I’m gonna start moving okay?”

His pace started off slow, checking her face for any discomfort. His cute little wife looked up at him with lustful eyes, twirling his hair gently.

“You can go faster, ‘Zetsu. Feels good.”

He nodded, pulling her hips closer, her legs resting on his shoulders.

“I’m not going to be able to slow down when I start. Are you sure you’re ready?”

She nodded, her breath heavy. “Please… I wanna feel all of you.”

That was enough to make his cock twitch from inside her. He fulfilled her request by pulling out fully and slamming back in, pounding her so hard she saw stars.

His pace quickened, seeing her push her hips up to meet his was enough to make him cum, but he held out a little longer. He could feel her clenching around him, her orgasm imminent.

“G-gonna cum!”

Aizetsu groaned, keeping his pace. “Cum for me, sweetheart.”

When her orgasm came, she wrapped her legs around him tight, pulling him in for a sloppy kiss. He kissed back, cumming inside her as her cunt tightened around him.

“S-so good…”

Aizetsu stared down at his wife, his hard cock still inside her. He wanted to be selfish and go for round two, but knew his brothers deserved a turn with her.

“I know you’re probably tired, my love, but you’ll need to be strong. You still have your other three husbands to mate with.”

She groaned, already feeling soreness between her legs. “I know… can you carry me to them?”

“Happily.”

(Name) didn’t expect to see her three husbands already opening the door, Urogi fisting his cock. His face was red, breath coming out in labored huffs.

“Need…”

He tackled her to the ground, pinning her down. He lifted her hips into his, pushing into her without another word.

“Urogi, mmph-“

His pace was uneven and rough, bending down to nip at her neck. She whined out, knees trembling as he leaned against her.

“Careful Urogi, you’re gonna break her legs.”

Sekido pulled his counterpart back a bit, growling impatiently. Urogi groaned, biting at Sekido’s hand. “Wait your turn.”

Urogi did release some of his weight on her, pulling her up to rest on his lap. She could feel his abs pressed against her back, and slowly started to lift her hips up and down his length.

“That’s it pretty girl, ride me all you want. Sweet little thing.”

Karaku crouched in front of (Name), watching as her cunt was pounded. He purred, using one of his hands to rub circles into her clit and the other to tilt her chin up for a steamy kiss.

(Name) whimpered, holding onto Karaku like a lifeline. He moaned into the kiss, his hand leaning her chin to jerk off his leaking cock.

Urogi cried out as he orgasmed, rutting his hips into her like an animal in heat. She didn’t even have time to enjoy her own orgasm before Karaku was pulling her into his own lap for his turn. She barely recognized his cock entering her, nearly kissing her cervix.

Karaku gripped her face, making her look at him while he pounded her puffy red cunt. “Look at who’s making you feel good, (Name). Who’s inside you right now?”

“K-Karaku…”

“That’s right sweetheart, don’t forget it.”

Sekido, watches this display from his seat, the bulge in his pants nearly popping out. He waited, impatiently, for his turn.

He was huge, 11 inches and an inch thick. They needed to get her as stretched out as possible before she would be able to take his length, and he planned on making her take all of it.

Karaku pulled out to cum on her tummy, proud of the two orgasms he had pulled out of her during his turn. (Name) collapsed into his chest, panting.

“One more, (Name). We’re almost done.”

Aizetsu crouched down, petting her hair lovingly. She leaned into his touch, muttering something along the lines of “mmm tired…”

(Name) managed to stand, her legs wobbly. Sekido watched as his counterparts cum dribbled out of her spent cunt, down her legs and onto the floor.

“Hurry up, I’ve waited long enough.”

He beckoned her to sit in front of him, on her knees. She did so, looking up at him with the cutest fucked-out face that made his cock leak through his pants.

She unbuttoned his pants, letting his cock spying forward onto her face.

“Get it wet. Gonna need it.”

She shyly took the tip into her mouth, swirling her tongue around his head. He groaned, placing his hand on her head and pushing it down his length, choking her on his cock.

She gagged, smacking his legs to signal him to let go. He did with a sigh, allowing her to only take half of him into her throat, with was still nearly 6 inches.

Before he could cum, he pushed her back, gesturing for her to climb into his lap.

“It’s too big… gonna hurt.”

(Name) looked up at him with frightened eyes, his cock pressed against her cheek. He frowned, grabbing her arm and pulling her into his lap.

“I’ll go slow. If it hurts too much, we’ll stop and try again later.”

She thought this sounded fair, and slowly descended onto his cock, burying her face in his chest. He allowed her this small comfort, stroking her hair lightly.

“That’s my girl, taking my cock so well. Knew you were perfect.” Sekido cooed, kissing the top of her head.

It got a little harder to take at the 8 inch mark, but she powered on until he bottomed out. This drew a content sigh from the angry man. He moved his hands to her hips, slowly bringing them up and down.

“Nnn, slowly. N-not too fast.” (Name) cried out, gripping his shirt to ground herself. He growled, pulling her hips into him sharply.

“I AM going slow. Just shut up and take it.”

He lifted her slowly, as gentle a man like him could be. As his pace began to pick up, she felt the pain slowly ebb away, turning into pleasure.

She moaned into his chest, moving her hips to meet his with every thrust. This only riled Sekido up more, making him push her onto her tummy to pound into her cunt relentlessly. He smacked her ass, leaving an imprint.

“Such a little whore, bucking into me like a wild animal. You haven’t had enough, have you?”

His free hand grabbed at her breasts, punching her nipples. He could feel he was close, and was determined to make her cum with him.

“Come on, wife, cum with me. You’re lucky I’m being nice and letting you cum at all.”

His words came out in huffs, feeling her clench around him as she came. He finally let himself cum, filling her to the brim.

“Can you feel how full of my cum you are, little wife? You’re gonna be the mother of my children, I’ll make sure of that.”

He stayed inside her for a good bit, plugging up her cunt to insure his sperm took. Their poor little wife was on the verge of passing out.

“You’re our wife now, little one. Ours and ours alone. No human man would ever make you feel this good.”

(Name) nodded, leaning against his chest. “I love you, all of you. So good to me.”

With that, she fell asleep.

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When (Name) awoke, she was clean and in a brand new nightgown. Her now four husbands surrounded her, each nuzzling into whatever part of her they could.

“We’ll take good care of you, and the children you will bear.”

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xxsabitoxx · 11 months

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My Personal Upper Moon 🍆 Ranking

Warnings: if it isn’t obvious already, this post is taking about the Upper Moon’s and my personal HC on their dick sizes. If that makes you uncomfortable in any way, just keep scrolling

A/N: I was actually very surprised by the amount of comments on my Hashira version of this HC post. So I feel a little more comfortable with giving the Upper Moons a go, especially since someone asked if I would do it eheheh. That being said, these men are demons, therefore you may find my size rankings to be a bit unrealistic. But I’m not gonna go crazy and say Muzan has a dick that’s 2 miles long.

This post includes: Muzan, Kokushibo, Douma, Akaza, Hantengu’s clones (Karaku, Urogi, Sekido and Aizetsu), Gyutaro and Kaigaku. And no Gyokko cause that man doesn’t have a dick, period.

In a category of his own: Muzan Kibutsuji

Muzan clearly deserves a category of his own for one particular reason: he’s able to alter his appearance.

Therefore, he’s able to change the size of his dick whenever the fuck he feels like it.

And don’t try and say that stupid cause he can literally change gender and age so changing his dick size isn’t out of the question

On average, Muzan prefers to have a larger dick, mostly because he’s a pussy ass bitch man that needs that kind of confidence down there, if you get what I mean.

Typically soft: 10.5

Typically hard: 11.7

But he can make it as big, small, curved, wide, as he wants

When he wants to torture your ass, he’ll make himself as girthy as he sees fit just to watch you cry and squirm and beg for something a little smaller.

Anytime you get “comfortable” he just increases his girth until you’re crying again. Your pleasure is never his first priority, it’s always his.

1. Kokushibo

Among the demons, it should be no shock that Upper Moon One has always been packing. This man is petrifying so it’s only right that his dick is equally as intimidating as him

Even as a human, this man’s dick was deadly. You can’t change my mind either.

Just in case you’re wondering, Yoriichi is bigger

That’s beside the point, Kokushibo has a lot to work with down there. Whether it’s hard or soft ngl

When soft: 9.5

When hard: 10.7

He’s long, girthy and curves slightly upwards. He’s heavy too, your jaw will certainly hurt by the time you’re done with him.

He’s the type to put a pillow or blanket of some sort under your lower back as he fucks you. Mostly because he’s not clueless to the fact that his dick is big

Kokushibo is the type to ease you into it though, he’s stern but he has a teeny bit of empathy when it comes to fucking you. Unless you’ve pissed him off ofc.

2. Akaza

I know this one is gonna be controversial, especially since I’m putting him above Douma but hear me out.

This man has audacity, which means he got a big dick. No demon is acting like Akaza and having a small dick to go with it. Nuh uh, no sir.

Akaza is sitting pretty knowing damn well his cock is bigger than Douma’s and it actually something Douma taunts him with… which you think the roles would be reversed but hey…

When soft: 8.5

When hard: 9.7

He’s straight, no real curve to him and he has a single blue line going up the underside of his shaft and one that wraps around just before the head of his dick. Like as in the lines that cover his body lol

Akaza is probably the “gentlest” of all the upper moons because of the respect he has for women

That’s not to say he isn’t rough with you, but he definitely cares about your pleasure and feelings more than Douma or Muzan would for example

He’s pretty confident in himself though, at least that’s how it seems to you. He knows what he’s doing to say the least

3. Douma

Alright listen, this man is still packing down there so don’t get mad at me for putting him at third.

His dick is smaller than Akaza’s but not by a ton. Let’s be honest Douma is probably the straightest and gayest demon to ever exist. The embodiment of bisexual LMAO

How does Douma know Akaza’s dick is bigger? The world may never know

When soft: 8

When hard: 9.2

It’s pale like the rest of him, a pretty noticeable curve to it as well. He has some prominent veins because of how pale he is. His tip is like a pinkish gray (idk why I felt the need to include this)

He’s pretty girthy too, so he definitely will make your walls stretch uncomfortably if he doesn’t offer you foreplay

Douma is rough, selfish and truly only cares about his own pleasure but he likes watching you whine and squirm while being impaled on his cock

Douma also has a thing for “belly bulges” so he will fuck you in some odd positions if he means he can see his dick from the outside… if ya know what I mean

4. Gyutaro

Listen, plz just listen cause I promise you I’m going somewhere with this. Cause I can already hear y’all being like ???Scrawny ass Gyutaro is in 4th??? Yes. He is.

Gyutaro got himself a bit of an upgrade when becoming a demon. He for sure does not look like he did a a human. By that I mean he’s taller than he was (even tho he’s hunched)

What I’m tryna get at is demon transformation made his dick bigger and Imma live in my little fantasy world

When soft: 6.5

When hard: 7.2

Gyutaro’s dick is as curved as his spine and as thick as his tiny ass waist. He’s got length but not crazy girth.

Even if he’s rough, it feels good. Like there isn’t a ton of discomfort if he goes in raw with no prep cause he wants to punish you, he’s like the perfect amount of stretch

He’s mean, verbally and physically but at the same time he’s a fucking sucker for your body so he can’t really say much without whining and groaning

He’s got some confidence in his cock but he’s also a bit envious of the other upper moons

5. The Hantengu Clones (Sekido, Karaku, Aizetsu, Urogi)

I’ve talked about my dick HCs for these four in my A-Z NSFW alphabet and I was tryna be realistic. However, when it comes to this post, fuck being realistic.

Sekido when soft 6.2 | when hard 7.1

Karaku when soft 6 | when hard 6.9

Urogi when soft 5.9 | when hard 6.7

Aizetsu when soft 5.7 | when hard 6.5

There is so much to say here but honestly my brain is malfunctioning so I can’t even delve into it

Regardless, the four of these demons fuck very differently and use their dicks very differently

Sekido and Urogi have no curve, Karaku has a slight curve and Aizetsu’s curves upwards

Hantengu himself had a 3 inch dick and you can’t tell me otherwise. Pussy ass bitch

6. Kaigaku

I hate this little bitch but I’m including him so I can rag on his fugly ass. Kaigaku simps I’m sorry but I can’t stand him

This douche has the smallest dick among the upper moons. This is full Kaigaku slander.

When soft: 5.2

When hard: 6

I’ll give him a decent dick tho cause boy does he have the fucking audacity

That’s all I’m gonna give y’all cause I ain’t wasting my time on him GOOD BYE I didn’t even tag is ass

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pairing: gn! reader x hantengu clones (sekido, karaku, aizetsu, urogi) rating: explicit warnings: absolute filth with no plot. oral sex, creampie, unprotected sex. general demon shenanigans that i'll be speak to my therapist about under duress a/n: nobody @ me about this. blame this tiktok and many more that came before. i'm going back on hiatus before i embarrass myself more.

they never split off with out reason or insentive. it certainly took you a few years to realize as shared body between several minds meant just as many twisted ambitions and desires. around you, they were rarely ‘one’. the singularity know as hantengu was meant to fold itself as a rouse inorder not to seem as a challenge to the other ranked upper demons; there was enough posturing within the top three alone.

but frankly, it was hardly an issue, because despite the ceaseless mission appointed by muzan, there was rarely every a need for them to be present as one. or as such had been the truth of the mater for nearly a century now.

it was in this instance, that four minds were better than one truly had the strongest effect. because whereas the rest of their brethren had to divide their time in order to achieve their assignments, the hantegu only needed to divide themselves in order to appease both muzan and you.

SEKIDO

with you sekido’s anger is compressed into the tightest ball of frustration as he tempers every urge to ruin you for himself and everyone else. a heavy groan blows past his lips as his grip on your legs flexes—once, twice and thrice more— as he regains enough clarity not to hurt you as he folds your body into a tighter mating press.

even this fucked out, this absolutely cock drunk and choking on the amount of orgasms he’s drug you through, you have the audacity to look like you could take more. how spoiled you have become during your journey to please all of his brothers. sekido’s fists the sheets above your head as he rolls his hips harder, balls slapping against your ass as he soaks in your soft sighs of pleasure. he absolutely knows you’d let him tears as many climaxes from you as he wanted and still roll over to the others after. the thought should make him so angry—

“am i doing okay, sekido? is it still good for you?”

fuck

sekido ignores you in favor of watching your eyes cross with pleasure as he pounds you raw. and more so, until you're mewling and involuntarily fighting against the firm press of his body as you spaz through the aftershocks.

for once, he wishes he were a lesser man so that he could relish in the scratches that would have surly marked anything other than the demon blood coursing through his veins. but for now, he was satisfied with the sight of his cum leaking from your entrance.

“yes, you were good. always so good for me.”

KARAKU

the only thing karaku was obsessed with more than the sight of you, was the image of you watching yourself from your position bent over with him seated behind. karaku split through his own commands as his hand curls into your hair with a tug, drawing you back just enough where you hovered off the ground. it was a precarious position for you, vulnerable, as you couldn’t rely on the hands tied behind your back to rescue you should he decided to unceremoniously let go.

of course, that was the last thing on your mind as his lips brushed against your ear.

“such a pretty thing you stay. it’s amazing the integrity you manage to cling to despite taking all our cocks.”

he doesn't expect an answer. how could you with how hoarse and wrung out your throat was from the weight of him and the screams. so maybe it was a touch cruel the way his hand landed a harsh slap against your ass when you didn't even try.

“no gratitude for me? after all i’ve done for you?”

what you do release is a strangled moan as he slips out of your heat, while his hand taps the sloppy weight of his cock against the red swell of your backside. his amusement clear as he jerks his fist again to remind you to open your eyes. as expected, those tears came bubbling free the moment your lids opened.

“see that’s what i mean.” with no warning, he slides his cock back home, shoving your face back into the mat. “so.” he pistons again. “fucking.” and again. “pretty.”

you may not be able to speak, but he still manages to make you sob. and for them that is enough.

AIZETSU

he had the echoed memories of his 'brothers'. how they molded your body to be pliable to their needs. it certainly made for an arousing cinematography—seeing you laid out, bent over and put on display for their pleasure. it help him soak in the uniqueness of his own preferences even more as he kept himself upright against the wall.

in his own personal opinion, he thought you looked best like this, tongue lolling sloppy against your lower lip as you slammed down against his thighs. you were an absolute mess as you bounced up and down, finding a rhythm that suited you both. it left aizetsu entranced as he reached out to cup your chest and squeeze.

“you’re beautiful.” and he means it as he pants, running his other hand along the curve of your torso in an offer. eventually your legs would give out, they always did. compared to the fire coursing through your veins as exhaustion strained your muscles, he had not even scratched the surface of his stamina.

and yet despite the glaring facts, you urge yourself through it all, ramping up the intensity as your nails dig into his shoulder for purchase. it’s obviously too much for you and you're bound to pass out at his rate, but you don’t stop. aizetsu can feel the determination emanating from you pushing on regardless, wanting this for more than yourself, for him.

his eyes rolled back and a whimper escaped his lips as he sat back and let you take. its intoxicating everything, your body against his, the way you clench so desperately around his heavy length. and the sounds; sloppy, squelching sounds from the concoction of his releases and yours. his brother’s might call him weak for scumming to something as human as overstimulation.

but if this was what letting you have a sliver of power gave him, then it only strengthened his inclinations.

UROGI

he was aware that each and everyone one of them pushed you past the brink of exhaustion. it couldn’t be helped, even if it was only one of them, you were already facing a steep obstacle. so with this knowledge, it wasn’t necessarily him taking an advantage. you were equally as eager to please as he was to receive.

sometimes he can’t properly handle his need for you. it starts with the possessive arm wrapped under you to bring your slumped form back to your knees as he fucks you through your last peak and into another. he’s relentless as he mouths and bites against your shoulder and neck, fingers stimulating you further as they twist and pinch at your nipples.

at this point, he’s sure the pleasure is numbing; he lost count after ten and didn’t see an end point yet. it could be accounted as cruel, the way he angles his hips to reach even deeper inside. but even as the perpetrator, you would never complain. instead, tears roll down your cheeks as you clench around him anyway, soaking in the endless strings of curses falling from his lips.

“you want more don’t you? you always do.” had to, no doubt conditioned from their attentions to only want them and nothing else.

urogi still gets you to scream, every time beyond this point, as he picks up the pace until he’s pounding into you. you were amazing, always exceeding their expectations despite the way they were surely running you into the ground.

and maybe in, perhaps not. to him, you’d already earned your worth. pephas with time, it would amount to something above mortality.

you’d already given up on humanity after all.

#sekido x reader #karaku x reader #aizetsu x reader #urogi x reader #hantengu x reader #kny x reader #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #demon slayer imagine #demon slayer x reader #*long sigh of disappointment&

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𝐊𝐍𝐘 𝐏𝐄𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐂𝐒

:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 : kyojuro, tengen + wives, giyu, tanjiro, inosuke, zenitsu, and hantengu clones.

:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : nsfw, fem!dom!reader, pegging, lots of fingering (m!receiving), all boys are subs here, mommy kink for zenitsu’s, praise kink, slight brat taming?, dacryphilia, overstimulation, dumbification, fauxjobs, face fucking, wing play, spit roasting, strap referred to as cock because that’s hot, kamaboko trio are aged up.

𝐊𝐘𝐎𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐊𝐔

— Kyojuro hardly needs convincing because he trusts you with his pleasure. If you tell him that it’ll feel good, then who is he to question you? especially when you look so enthusiastic about it.

— Kyojuro doesn’t expect there to be so much prep required, but his impatience is washed away when he feels your fingers pumping inside him for the first time. He’s reduced to a sniveling, whimpering puddle in minutes, bronzed skin dripping with sweat as you stretch him wide open to take your fake cock. And the strangled cry he makes when you brush over his prostate is heavenly.

“That feels so good!” Kyojuro babbles, heavy cock leaking pre all over his quivering abs. He’s already aching, so desperate to cum and you haven’t even started fucking him yet. It’s embarrassing, but he feels too good to care. Especially when he feels you squeeze a third finger into his greedy hole, his jaw going slack at the stretch as you fuck him open further on your nimble fingers.

“Gods— fuck, it’s so good. You were right, this feels incredible! Please, don’t stop.”

And he whines so pitifully when you consider him stretched enough, clenching down on your fingers when you go to remove them.

— Prefers it fast and rough, where you’re fucking him absolutely stupid, hands anchored to his hips to keep him from being pushed up the bed with each brutal thrust. Manhandle him, spank him, wrap a hand around his throat, it just makes his cock even stiffer.

— Can cum from prostate stimulation alone, but his back arches so beautifully when you wrap your fingers around his cock and stroke him in tandem with your thrusts.

— Kyojuro thinks it feels the best from behind, especially since he can fuck himself back into your cock in that position. And there’s just something so captivating about the feeling of you draped over him, his muscled back to your chest, your hands exploring every inch of flesh you can reach… he’s in heaven, he swears it. He feels like he doesn’t deserve you in those moments, where all he can do is take all the overwhelming pleasure you shower onto him.

— If you decide to peg him in missionary, he loves to wrap his thick legs around you and cling to you. Fold him into any position you like, he’s just happy to be there and stuffed full of you.

— He has a great ass, perfect for spanking and spreading apart to watch the toy splitting him open.

— Kyojuro is a vocal partner, and even more so when he’s being fucked, almost sobbing as you fill him to the brim with your strap. So I wouldn’t recommend pegging him unless you’re prepared to wake up everyone in the house or have a means of keeping him quiet— which believe me isn’t an easy feat. His moans are loud, even when gagged. He can’t help it! you’re fucking him so good that he forgets to control his volume.

— He’s talkative too, babbling nonsensical praise and endearments that are almost too sweet for the situation. Kyojuro’s a passionate lover, one that isn’t afraid to tell you just how much he loves you whilst you’re rearranging his guts. You can tell when he’s really getting close to cumming because the chants of, “I love you I love you I love you-” start up. He’s honestly too cute :(((

— Kyojuro’s seeing stars when he cums on your strap for the first time, ascending to the astral plane as he seizes and sobs with every pulse, cum spurting so aggressively out of his reddened cock that he almost paints his own face with it. It feels like his orgasm goes on forever, the endless stream of seed only stopping when he’s emptied all of it.

— Very polite when his brain isn’t complete mush, and almost always asks to cum when he has the mental capacity to. Kyojuro always thanks you afterward. Gratefulness is important to him.

𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐍 𝐔𝐙𝐔𝐈 + 𝐖𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒

— Take a look at that man and tell me he doesn’t let his wives peg him. You can’t. He likes prostate stimulation a lot actually, and will even stretch himself for your viewing pleasure. He loves the attention <3 Though if you truly insist on stuffing him full of your fingers yourself, he’s sure as hell not gonna complain.

— Tries to micromanage a lot of the process, making sure you’re comfortable, and while that’s sweet, he needs to relax.

“You’re thinking too hard, Tengen. Let me take care of everything, yeah?” You persuade, crawling up his oiled body to kiss his face, plastic cock bumping into his. He shudders at the sensation, and you simply can’t resist wrapping your fingers around both lengths and stroking them together. The action elicits a deep groan from the larger man, but he catches your wrist before you get carried away, magenta eyes capturing yours in a heated stare.

“Guess you’ll have to fuck me thoughtless then, darling.” That’s all the encouragement you need to shimmy down his body and slot yourself between his strong thighs, spreading them dramatically just to hear him chuckle. “Sure you got enough lube on- oh, shit mmm.”

The slippery head of the toy presses against his hole, effectively shutting him up.

“You’re not the first man I’ve topped, just the most mouthy. Now kindly lay back and talk less,” you tease. And when you push in, he lets out a long breath that crescendos into a delighted moan as finally, he feels you slide home.

“Need me to hold my legs up too?” Tengen snickers through the fog of being filled, cock heavy and twitching against his quivering tummy. Your hand smoothes over his belly, and briefly you’re taken by the image of his stomach bulging, a prominent bump moving beneath your palm. It makes you darkly curious if he could take bigger toys.

“I can fold you in half if I need to,” you insist playfully, hands stroking up and down his hips and thighs as he adjusts. “How’s that feel? Good? — and if you say flashy I will pull out.”

“You’re really giving me a handicap here, b-but feels fucking amazing, babe. Don’t go easy on me, I wanna see how you handle me.”

— And when you finally get to fucking him, all that confidence just melts away. His head tips back, magenta eyes rolling in their sockets as you rearrange his guts, bullying that spot inside him that makes him cry out all girlish-like.

— I know Tengen screams bratty bottom, and while yes he can be, he’s also incredibly sensitive. He’s pretty sassy when you’re using his cock as a toy, but being the one to take it is a whole other beast. He's often so absorbed in being picked apart, that those witty remarks all but disappear from his mind.

— Doesn’t care what position you fold him into, but he does know the angles that feel the best, and will auto-correct on his own, or directs you to exactly where he needs you to be. He’s very in tune with his body and knows precisely what he likes by now, so if you ever wanna get him drooling and begging, just listen to him. Even if he’s too fucked-dumb to speak, he has physical tells so just pay attention.

— Don’t be afraid to tag in the wives for backup if you need his legs held apart or some extra hands to tease him with.

— Nothing better than fucking into him while he sobs into Hinatsuru’s lap, or spit-roasting him with a strapped Makio fucking his throat whilst you fuck his ass. All the better if Suma wriggles under him so he can rut into her pretty pussy. He won’t last very long that way, but will happily endure multiple orgasms until you and the wives have finished using him.

— Has a thing for being tossed around if you’re physically capable, and moans enthusiastically when you grab a handful of his gorgeous ass or spank it. Take him by the hips and fuck him on your plastic cock like a doll, he likes the rough treatment.

— Enjoys his punishments a little too much, so he’s difficult to discipline when he’s determined to get under your skin. He does it just to get you to snap and pound him into next week, making him cum till nothing comes out of his abused dick.

— Let him ride you!!! You will not regret it for a moment, that man will mount you without a second thought, grinning like a cat until he slides down onto you. Just imagine this large man desperately bouncing on your lap, heavy, neglected cock bouncing cutely with each movement, smiling deliriously as he loses himself to the pleasure. Perfection.

𝐆𝐈𝐘𝐔 𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐎𝐊𝐀

— Giyu’s a bit nervous, naturally, but he trusts you and that goes a long way. He may not understand your desire to peg him, seeing as you’ll essentially be getting no pleasure from it, but he’s nothing if not bound to your whims — no matter how lewd they might be.

— The prettiest princess whilst taking your strap, dark lashes fluttering, thin brows pinched, and pink lips parted in a silent moan as you take your time stretching him on your fingers.

— Giyu tends to get a little spacey when he sinks into subspace, unable to focus on anything but the overwhelming pleasure of you teasing his prostate with your fingers. By the time you’ve got him properly slicked and prepped, he’s nothing but a blissed-out puddle, already going a bit limp. All the easier to manhandle him into any position you like.

And when you finally press inside, his pretty blue eyes are staring widely at the ceiling, lips parted in surprised pleasure. You’ve done a good job preparing him, so it doesn’t hurt, but it’s not necessarily comfortable either. He’s twitching all over, whining under his breath as he adjusts to being filled by something thicker than your fingers.

“You’re doing such a good job, Gi,” you murmur against his temple and instantly his cock twitches and his insides go a little more lax. Your hands smooth over his narrow hips and thighs in soothing motions, fingers encircling his flushed-red dick as you bottom out inside him. “Look at you! Taking it so perfectly.”

“Please,” Giyu whines, and it’s hard to tell if he even knows what he’s begging for. His hips shift, a soft rut against yours that could easily be mistaken for an involuntary jerk. But then he rolls his hips again, more insistently this time. “Please, Y/n.”

“Please move or please stop?” you chuckle, delighted by the faraway look on his face. You haven't even started fucking him yet and he's losing himself.

“Please move! Need it so bad, please fuck me!” You’re a little shocked by his shameless plea, wondering just where your bashful Giyu has gone. Your socially challenged lover was ordinarily too shy to beg properly without coaxing, and here he was begging you to fuck his ass. It’s enough to have you swimming in your own slick.

— Giyu is so easily fucked dumb on your plastic cock, pretty blue eyes rolled back and pink tongue hanging out as you bully the head of the toy against his prostate. Don’t try to ask him questions, he won’t be able to give you a coherent answer aside from mewls.

— Praise him, tell him just how delectable he looks taking your plastic cock, his pretty dick jumps against his flat belly when you do. Baby talk to him, call him your good boy, he gazes at you so adoringly through his long dark lashes when you do.

— Giyu soon becomes a slut for being pegged and has to fuck himself full of his own fingers in between missions in a futile attempt to replicate it. He gets frustrated because his fingers are a far cry from the real thing, and don’t feel as good as your own fingers pumping inside him either.

— Some days you’ve hardly got one foot in the door before he’s pouncing on you, dragging your hand to the prominent bulge in his pants he got from thinking about you. Panting and whining for you to, “Please fuck me, wanna cum!”

𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐎

— Gently now, you don’t want to break the poor thing. Not yet anyway. Tanjiro’s painstakingly shy about taking it up the ass, eyes squeezed shut and cheeks aflame with a bright red blush as you stuff him full of your fingers. He’s trembly and sensitive, hand clutching yours tightly as you stretch him for something bigger.

— He quickly gets lost in the foreplay, practically melting into the futon the more you finger him, stiff cock twitching against his belly. Looks so heartbroken when you take your fingers away, asking what he’s done wrong.

“You haven’t done anything wrong, baby. You’ve done everything perfectly actually. Always so good for me,” soothes him instantly, dark lashes fluttering at your reassurance and praise. But the feeling of emptiness without your fingers to plug his hole has him whimpering again.

You catch his pleading gaze, but his wine-red hues snap down to your hips at the sound of squelching, where you’re slicking the faux cock strapped to your hips. His head falls back into the futon with a moan at the sight.

This is really happening. You were going to put it in him, and he can’t find it in himself to be nervous any longer— just desperate and horny out of his damn mind, needily grinding his hips up as you tease the head of the toy over his rim. You torture him with several false starts, leaving him to whine in frustration just when he thinks you’ll have mercy on him.

“Y/n, please! Please I need it inside. You k-keep teasing me and I-I like it, but I can’t take it. Want you so bad it hurts,” Tanjiro sobs after a while, and the sight of his tearful eyes twisted in such raw desire makes you clench around nothing.

How can you tell him no? Especially when he grabs a handful of his own ass to spread himself like a slut. You only purr at the action, sadistic impulses melting away, now ready to give him everything he so desired.

And when you finally press the length of the toy to his hole, he’s thoroughly relaxed, taking you in without so much as a hitch. And when you’ve finally bottomed out, his pretty wine-colored eyes flutter open to gaze into yours, a soft and slightly self-satisfied smile etching onto his face. His expression crumples when you praise him for receiving you so well, and even more so when you give him an experimentally shallow thrust.

— Heavily prefers missionary because of the closeness and cus likes to see you, but he can be seduced into even the most humiliating positions.

— Want him face down ass up? Just say the word and he’s assuming the position, presenting his cute ass to you and looking over his shoulder all shy when you take your time admiring him. Blushes from his neck to his ears when you tell him to spread himself for you, eyes squeezed shut and face hidden in the blanket as he reluctantly complies. He stutters and pleads, “D-don’t say things like that, it’s embarrassing!” when you tell him his hole is cute <3

— Peg him in front of a mirror, make him watch his own debauched expressions as you fuck him senseless. Tanjiro is as obedient as they come, so when you order him to keep his eyes open, to look at how pretty he is, you can bet he’s moaning at his own ruined reflection.

— Intimacy is very important to Tanjiro, so no matter how filthily you’re fucking or how mean you are to him, he’ll want to hold your hand, to be praised when he’s doing well for you, to hear you say you love him.

𝐙𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐀

— Takes the strap like he was born for it, only too eager to present himself to you. He’ll even wiggle his ass at you enticingly if you take too long, and almost always grinds back into the strap when you press it in the cleft of his ass.

— Happily gives fauxjobs like he’s sucking a real dick, too cock-drunk to process that you can’t actually feel it. Press the tip of your strap to his kiss-bruised lips and watch as he parts them so eagerly, letting you fuck his throat raw. The idea of slicking up your fake cock to fuck him makes him leak and squirm, so helplessly turned on that he’s moaning around the toy as you fuck his face. And when he peeks up at you through those dewy blonde lashes, brown eyes nearly heart-shaped? 😵‍💫

— Favorite position has to be a mating press. He gets so excited when you press his legs to his chest, already rushing to thank you before you even put it in.

— And when you finally sink into his eager body, he keens so loud, head falling back as you slide home, filling him so completely. Whatever sense that may have remained is surely washed away by the overwhelming pleasure of your fake cock splitting him open.

— Zenitsu’s raging mommy kink is even more prominent when he’s bottoming, the name trickling out of his drooling lips before he can even think about what he’s saying. Because thoughts are for mommy not for babies, and he doesn’t have to worry about a thing while his mommy’s there to take care of him.

— He’ll beg you to make him cum on, “mommy’s cock” and loves to be coddled whilst you’re rearranging his guts, bullying that special spot inside him until he can’t possibly hold his seed in anymore. It feels like you’re forcing his orgasms out of him when you’re milking his prostate like this, fucking him so hard he’s being pushed up the bed by your thrusts.

“Is mommy making you feel good, baby?” You pry, knowing full well he hardly has any thoughts going through his pretty little head. He only moans in response, nodding frantically. He holds his legs up to his chest for you as you rut into him, brown eyes fully fixated where you’re connected, mesmerized by the sight of the toy sliding in and out of his stretched rim.

— Zenitsu needs lots of aftercare and reassurance afterward. He gets very emotional after his orgasm dies down, and is prone to subdrops with the sudden nosedive in endorphins. Cuddle him close to you, pet his hair, and remind him that you love him unconditionally. Sometimes you’ll be able to slip away to get a wet rag to wipe him down with and something for him to nibble on, but a lot of the time he’ll beg you to stay.

— Don’t skimp on praise either, he wants to know what a good job he did for you! Though if you go into lewd detail you might have his cock twitching back to life again and end up going one last lazy round.

“Thank you, mommy,” he sighs into the crook of your neck, still stuffed full of your strap and unwilling to move. “You always treat me so good, you know?”

“Anything for my baby boy, you deserve to be treated good~” you assure, scratching gently at his scalp with your nails. If he could purr, you’re sure he would be. Zenitsu can be a handful, but you’ll cradle him in your palms like the precious treasure that he is anyway.

𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐀

— Inosuke can't help but giggle uncontrollably when he first sees you in the harness, poking at your plastic cock with an amused grin.

"HAHA, YOU HAVE ONE TOO NOW!"

— He’ll be the best at it! The self-proclaimed “king of pegging,” though truthfully, he falls apart when you stuff him full of your cock. Doesn’t know what to do with himself once you’ve fully seated yourself within him, an arm thrown over his eyes and breathing shakily as he adjusts to being stretched in such a way.

— Gets very embarrassed at the whimpery-mewl he makes when you find his prostate, practically shoving his whole fist in his mouth to muffle the next decidedly humiliating noise.

— Wriggly as can be when you’re trying to prep him, panting and shoving his hips at you, trying to fuck himself on your fingers.

— As expected, he’s feral whilst you’re fucking him, his blunt nails clawing at your back, and strong legs locking around your waist so you can’t pull out. And if you slow to a grind, he’s whining, trying to guide your hips faster with desperate bucks of his own.

— Inosuke's never one to stay still and let you do all the work, always planting his feet to meet your thrusts halfway. You'll have to hold his hips still, even then he fights you, too lost in ecstasy to hear your scoldings. He only stops when your hand claps down on his ass hard enough to leave a bright red mark, yelping out loud.

"Be still, piggy. I don't wanna have to punish you," you chastize, gingerly ghosting your fingers over the handprint you left behind on his pale flesh. He whimpers, muscular thighs shaking with the effort to comply with your request. "There's a good boy."

Your praise makes him drool a bit, soaking the sheets with his spit as you jut your hips into his repeatedly. He tugs at his own hair to focus on staying still, squealing when a well-angled thrust finds his prostate dead on. His upper body goes limp, cheek pressed to the bed, and hips in the air. "Fuck fuck fuck!"

You grin at the puddle your feral lover has become in just a short time.

"You're so pretty when you're well-behaved for me, piggy," you coo, grinning when all you get is a breathless giggle in response. His emerald green eyes look almost vacant, a dopey smile splayed on his kiss-bruised lips that makes you purr.

It seems you've fucked him dumb.

— Sounds almost pained when he cums, crying out hoarsely as he shakes and jerks with every vicious pulse. He clenches so hard around the toy you can hardly move at all and grabs at your hips to keep you from pulling out as he rides out his orgasm. Even after he's finished cumming, he doesn't want you to leave him empty. If he had his way, he'd fall asleep whilst warming your fake cock.

— Tanjiro and Zenitsu always give him strange looks when he's walking funny the next day and he only turns red when they ask why. Insisting that it was, "none of your business underlings!"

𝐒𝐄𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐎

— Bratty, sensitive, and growly the whole way through. Is practically glowering at you with those piercing red eyes as you spread him open and stretch him on your fingers. His glare only cracks when you brush over his prostate for the first time, mouth hanging ajar at the intense feeling.

— Prepare to dodge kicks to the head when he catches you staring, only baring his fangs at you when you scold him. Because who the hell are you to tell him what to do?

— Gets irritated if you spend too long on foreplay, impatiently fucking himself on your fingers and gritting his teeth when it’s not enough. Demands you to get on with it, to which you can only roll your eyes and comply, lest he changes his mind about letting you peg him at all.

— The best part is how his bitching cuts off the moment you slide home, the kanji for ‘anger’ glaring at you as he sticks his tongue out and moans like a bitch.

— Don’t try to take it slow with him, he won’t have it.

“Cut the lovey-dovey shit out and fuck me already.”

— Sekido wants you to be rough with him, so don’t be shy to manhandle him how you want him. Pull his head up by the hair when he can’t hold it up by himself anymore and tell him what a good slut he’s being for you, how he’s your favorite hole to fill even with his horrible attitude. Dig your nails into him, scratch your name into his flesh. He’s an upper-rank demon, it’ll heal in an instant.

— WE GOT A BITER! Seriously watch your neck cus he has a tendency to go for the jugular without much care for breaking the skin. Buries his fangs into your neck or shoulder when he’s close to cumming, and laps mindlessly at your blood as he tips over the edge. Growling and snarling possessive nonsense into your marred flesh as he quakes around the toy.

“You look pretty like this,” you purr and he jerks his head to the side at your praise, avoiding your enthralled gaze. At first, he tries to ignore you, but you take hold of his jaw and force him to look at you just as the tip of the toy grazes his prostate. His kanji-inscribed irises nearly rolled in their sockets, an aborted mewl toppling from his lips.

“Fuck! r-right there.”

“Aw, does that feel good, Sekido?” you can’t help but tease, and the threatening glare he fixes you with only adds to your amusement. “It looks like it does~”

“Shut up!” he spits, eyes squeezing shut when you throw a leg over your shoulder and angle your thrusts directly for his sweet spot. “I’ll kill you if you stop!”

— The more death threats you receive the closer he is to cumming <3

𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐆𝐈

— Urogi is not only eager to receive any sort of pleasure but quite demanding about it. He’s already high on the endorphins of your mere presence. So long as you're giving him all your attention, he doesn't much care what you do to him.

— Giggles between moans, sounding delirious as you fuck him stupid on your strap. Watch the talons, he’s less than careful with them, especially when he’s being fucked within an inch of his life. And he’s not very apologetic when you point out the angry red scratches he leaves down your back.

— Equal parts compliant and bratty. He ultimately just wants to get off, but he gets immense joy out of picking on you, so he can be a handful and a half. His wings are sensitive though, so if you ever want to make him talk less and squeal more, just bury your hands in the downy feathers and watch his jaw go slack with bliss. Changes his tune so quickly.

“H-hey wait, not my— ahn! That’s not fair you— oh, fuck! You know they’re sensitive!” Urogi whines as you caress the prickly appendages with your nimble fingers, delighted with how he quivers all over from the attention.

— His wings often curl around you when you’ve got him on his back, brushing up against your shoulders. He coos at you when you nuzzle your face into them, eliciting a satisfied, avian trill from the demon beneath you.

— Praise him as you peg him! Tell him what gorgeous wings he has, how pretty his long black hair is when you've got a fistful of it, how he makes the most intoxicating expressions for you. His golden eyes are rolling back into his head, a delirious smile painting his lips as your hands graze his neglected dick. He thrives off of your affirming words, so impossibly joyful to have your focus.

— Urogi is predictably loud when he’s bottoming, sobbing, mewling, and giggling as you fuck his brains out. A screamer if you get him worked up enough, which isn’t very hard, because he’s more sensitive than he lets on. Though his moans get so shrill they hurt your ears a bit, he sounds so pretty with his voice all high-pitched that you hardly care if your ears bleed.

— Not afraid to climb into your lap and fuck himself silly on your strap and we love him for that <333 even flaps his wings when his legs start to turn into jelly. Moans so sluttily when you fuck up into him from below, leaning forward to drape himself over you and bite and suck at the tender flesh of your throat.

𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐄𝐓𝐒𝐔

— Aizetsu is built to be pinned down and pegged actually, and looks a damned treat when he’s stuffed full of your strap. He’s so pretty it hurts. He’s amazingly pliant beneath your hands, shyly presenting himself to you and melting into a blissed-out puddle of a demon when you stretch him unhurriedly on your fingers.

— Constantly murmuring about how good it feels, especially when you find his prostate, going slack-jawed when you focus on that spot.

— Aizetsu’s tune changes when you finally sink the toy into him, suddenly crying out how it’s, “too much!” or that it’s going to break him. But his traitorous hips grind back onto you regardless of his protests, cock drooling pre all over your hand as you stretch him impossibly wide on your plastic cock.

— Treat him gently. Rock into him slowly but purposefully, reminding him how precious he is to you. Compliment him enough and you might be able to coax him to keep his eyes open, peering up at you through his wet lashes and a dark blush over his pretty face.

“D-don’t look at me like that,” your sweet demon lover whines, and you only quirk a brow, hips slowing to a methodical grind. He hisses, shoving his hips at you in protest.

“Look at you like what? ‘Zetsu?” you ask, teasing him with a leisurely pace a while longer before speeding up again. His face contorts in bliss, kanji-inscribed irises tipping up and tongue slithering out to lick over his fangs. Your pupils dilate at the lewd expression he’s making, lips parted in slight awe of this gorgeous man beneath you. You look at him like he’s the loveliest creature to walk the earth, and his heart clenches, tears springing to his eyes again.

“Like that! Like you… fuck like you’re gonna- oh gods fuck. Mmh! Not- so- fast! I’m- g-gonna- cum!” He cries out, his words punctuated by particularly harsh thrusts into his greedy hole. His walls cling to you with every retreat, making it harder to pull out and shove the toy back in.

“Yeah, that’s the idea,” you pant, tongue dipping out to swipe over your lips as you watch him fall apart with dark fascination.

— Aizetsu cries, cries, and cries when he cums from his prostate for the first time, shaking and sobbing inconsolably as he experiences what has to be the most intense orgasm of his life.

𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐔

— Dare I say most eager of the clones to be pegged? 👀 Karaku has no shame to speak of, so when you propose the idea to peg him, tapping your index fingers together all shyly, he’s ready to bend over at that exact moment. It’s a little funny actually, how needy he is to be filled, especially after he gets a taste of prostate stimulation.

“Hurry up! I’m starving here,” Karaku complains, and you only roll your eyes. Karaku referred to pleasure rather strangely, like it was something to be eaten. He always seemed more like an incubus than a demon. The eager way he eats you out as if he was trying to feed off of your excitement surely made it seem that way.

You smooth a hand over his plump behind and lower back, hand smearing lube over your strap, and then dipping into his hole to slick his insides as well. Karaku shivers violently, walls clenching down on your fingers, trying to keep them inside. He growls lowly as they retreat, but his hips wiggle in excitement as your plastic cock replaces your digits.

— Karaku moans like a whore when he's stuffed full of your fake cock, arching and trying to contort his body to be able to see you sinking in and out of him in every position. Mans is impossibly flexible, so you can fold him into just about any position.

— I wouldn't say Karaku is picky about how he's getting fucked, but he certainly knows what he likes, and he'll direct you where he needs you if you let him. Knows just how to angle his hips to have you scraping against his walls just right, upper body nearly going limp when you find his prostate.

— I'm sure it's a given that he's a nymphomaniac that isn't happy unless he's getting fucked. The bright side to that is you can curb his bitchiness and bloodlust by tempting him with promises to fuck him senseless.

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"DISOBEY"

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CHARACTERS: hantengu clones, demon reader

CONTENT: nsfw, dubcon, noncon, minors dni!!, gn reader (afab), reader is upper 1, reader forces the clones apart and makes them sumbit to their pleasure, power dynamics, strong dominant/submissive dynamics, power abuse, threats, sexual frustration, graphic descriptions of blood and mutilation, fivesome, angry sex, stress relief sex, cunnilingus, breast play, bruises, hate sex, small plot, slight vouyerism, restrictions, teasing, praise/praise kink (a tiny bit), reader's a demon whose emotions are intense and usually overwhelming (specially anger), so any intense and/or positive emotions can counter the effects negative emotions have on them, sexual stimulation being the example today, reader is referred as "they", "ma'am", "mistress" & "my/our lady", barely proof read

A/N: hey demon slayer fandom how we feelin bout s3......... you know the drill, these fuckers are hot and i'm here to please the disgusting person i am. MINORS DNI!! I'M SERIOUS, I WILL BLOCK YOU.

DISCLAIMER: this is a dubcon/noncon fanfiction (the first one I ever made), please take in consideration I'm against non-consensual practices and I DO NOT promote them by any matters, I'm choosing this gender merely for the fact that hantengu such as the reader are demons and as we know so far, demons' interactions with eachother are ruthful and cruel, senseless in average human intercourse since they feel and act differently the way humans do, I could've done this any other way but I chose to stick to kimetsu no yaiba's logic. self-contradictory but just stick around with reader being upper one and gyutaro still being the sixth, i was lazy to make it sense.

WORD COUNT: 3.1k

it certainly was shocking news for the upper moons to find out the sixth was slayed by the demon slayer corps. otherwise there wouldn't be any other logical reason for the demon king to summon all of the, remaining, upper moons, in the infinity castle. including yourself, upper one.

akaza was asking about you but he didn't know you were already there, listening to all the rambling he and the rest of the upper moons were having seconds ago. however, you voice didn't make an appearance until the biwa lady made clear you were present from the very first second, akaza's eyes widening with awe and concern. gyokko remained in place silent and hantengu whimpering terrified at your mere presence, like he usually did. kokushibo looked up, you were in a building nearby, your demonic figure sitting upside down on the ceiling, your hands sitting modishly on top of eachother, waiting patienly for your king.

"i arrived way before any of you did."

"oh (y/n)-sama, you've been here all the time... aren't you pleased to find yourself meeting with me after so many years? ah, you're stunning today, i bet you've becoming much stronger these past decades." douma's carefree voice reached everyone's ears, touching a nerve inside akaza, his bad mood being worsened by the women eater demon.

"douma" your mysterious and harassing voice called upper 3's name, sending a raw shiver down the latter's back, gyokko and hantengu trembled at your mere voice, which sounded horrifying "give up your brattish behaviour" your shiny and dangerous eyes glare at him across the castle, threatening "know your place." another quivering and breathtaking shiver hitting his senses cruely.

you weren't entirely in the mood to deal with these bastards, you always found yourself hating each one of your demon associates, an inmense desire of finishing each and every one of them was what kept your mind daydreaming about, the mere idea was something that made your body tremble with excitement and unwanted sexual arousal but it was always an impediment to know that you had muzan kibutsuji's evil eyes fixed on your back and that he could make you dissapear within a blink if you did anything against his experiments. so you remained in line, interacting with them whenever you had to.

the meeting was as shitty as you were expecting, muzan scolded every single one of you and left you more angered than you would've wanted, this anger that kept building inside of you made your body tense, your eyebrows were frowning as your body temperature continued to raise in anger. once muzan leaves, you look around the room, your eyes landing on hantengu, the poor demon was trembling in a corner, he felt your harassing gaze towards him and looked at you, who was suddenly standing infront of him. your black hand reached his clothes and he cried out the moment you picked him up. "you're coming with me, you have a task to complete before fulfilling the king's desires."

and out of the blue, your figures dissapeared from the castle. you had taken the small demon to the forest, no one around, only a river running a few meters from you. hantengu was crying and mumbling nonsense, fearing at the look in your face that was... certainly frightening, your eyebrows frowning, your eyes wide open, your teeth clenching in pure fury and drops of saliva falling off your lips. your hands held his body and your sharp nails digged into the head and body of the old looking demon, blood spreading on your fingers as you pulled both ends to behead upper 5, tearing his skin apart and violently ripping his head off. he grunted and yelled in pain, his body splitting apart entirely to your inhumane strength as a pool of blood spread on the ground beneath you. you let his head and body fall to the floor as you watched each part regenerate into two separate demons: sekido and karaku. you walk to sekido who was staring at you entirely upset at your behaviour, you gripped his clothes and pulled him towards you returning the same angered expression.

"how are you allowed to do this, upper one?" you raised both of your brows to his words, furious at his statement.

"you are not in position to scold me, do not." you stated before gripping his hair and fiercely rip off his head, letting his other clones show up: aizetsu and urogi.

"how come i never seen our upper one this upset? this is kind of exciting" karaku spoke this time, standing up from the ground and walking towards you "have anything special in store for us tonight, mistress?~" his voice was charming and intrigued, a wide grin taking over his face as he licked his upper lip, showing the black kanji tattooed on his tongue.

"it saddens me to be the ones to deal with (y/n)-sama's anger... hantengu ran away to hide in the woods already..." aizetsu joins the conversation, looking up at you with pleading eyes.

"how can you be sad about this? sekido is being scolded by our lady" urogi chuckled out a laugh but their focus returned to you once again, you seemed upset.

"everything just makes me so angry... the demon slayers, douma, akaza, all of the upper moons... our demon lord... you all just find a way to GET ON MY FUCKING NERVES!" you began to rant, your body itching at the intense frustration and fury growing inside of you each second, you fell to your knees consumed by rage, teeth clenching hard enough to seem like they were about to shatter "please me, hantengu, make your stupid blood demon art useful and cease these intense emotions inside me" further on, you started undressing, your hands helping you body to get rid of the kimono that was denying your skin the ecstasy of being naked. all the clones looked closely, frozen in their places.

once all your clothes were scattered on the floor, you lifted your gaze to meet theirs, you were infuriated, they could tell. so the first one to react to your angered gaze was aizetsu, as a natural reaction towards threat and probably for being used to sekido's mistreatment towards him, whose anger paired yours in that moment. the sorrow demon let his spear fall to the ground and walked carefully towards you, afraid of disobedience. he knelt infront of your exposed figure and kissed your lips, cupping your cheeks while doing so. the kiss was well welcomed, you kissed the blue demon fervishly and hungrily.

then karaku followed, sitting beside you and hugging your torso, pulling you closer to kiss your neck with intensity. you opened your eyes in middle of the kissing and stared at sekido and urogi, who were standing there, urogi looking at the other two clones get their way with your body, a senseless excitement hitting his body at the view, making his wings quiver. and as for sekido, he was clenching his fists, his jaw almost hurting out of fury, how dared you use his clones to please yourself? were they some kind of toy to you?

you frowned at them, your left hand made its way to aizetsu's crotch, squeezing his clothed cock which lead him to break the kiss to let out a soft whimper, breathing heavily and closing his eyes. your right hand did the same to karaku's, making him grunt into your neck.

"m-my lady..." "oh, that's...oh~" their voices cried out holding onto your body as you massaged the areas for a little while. aizetsu mumbled nonsense into your left ear, pressing his body against your own seeking closeness and karaku making sure to do the same on your right side moaning softly, licking and biting your earlobe, both of them entirely poisoned by your touch.

"why are you just standing there? i gave you an order" you demanded once again, it infuriated you to see sekido so so upset with you, your body filled with rage and excitement hoping your provocations were enough for them to fucking move. urogi gulped, hesitant, before walking towards the three of you, placing himself behind you, arms wrapping your torso and animal-like hands cupping both of your breasts, squeezing and massaging lively, stealing a grunt from you instantly.

sekido's mouth was half open, astonished at the view of you having complete control of each one of them. the grip on his weapon tightened, unsure of what to do now, he wished he could fight you but he knew quite well you would destroy him within a second, he just wishes to... agh! he just wished you would just vanish, you arrogant piece of-!

"sekido" his raging thoughts about you were cut off when you called his name, your tone of voice switched instantly, it was deep and threatening, you could just let him stand there and take a great look at what you were doing to his counterparts but you wished to have him doing something so much better, you wanted him, you wanted him to pleasure you, to watch his face clench into annoyance and anger because of you. your hands made their way to aizetsu's hips and moved him aside, letting him sit beside you so you could open your legs widely, karaku and aizetsu couldn't help but stare down at your soaked cunt, its scent captivated the three demons around you and karaku's such as aizetsu's hand tried to reach it to please you in their own ways but your own stopped them, with a serious expression and your eyes never meeting theirs, the latter only fixated on sekido.

"no, let sekido take care of that, maybe it'll hit some sense into him before he ever thinks of disobeying me again."

the three of them looked at him and was aizetsu the one to speak, for someone who was often saddened everytime sekido spoke and scolded him, this was impressive and sort of satisfying "sekido please... you know what they can do..."

clearly upset, your statement made the anger demon throw his weapon to his side with rage a few seconds later.

he walked to you, aizetsu and karaku doing you the favor of holding your legs wide open for you, the red eyed knelt infront of your body, taking a good look at your wet cunt, pausing for a moment as he contemplated you. he looked up again, his eyes meeting yours, unsure of what to do next.

"put that blabbering mouth of yours to good use" you commanded, your bright eyes staring directly into his before he got his body to fully lay on the ground, face inches away from your slit, he purposefully digged his nails into the skin of your thighs, tiny drops of blood painting his fingers.

"yes, ma'am" every drop of anger was poured into that "ma'am" of his as he broke the distance between his lips and yours, his tattooed tongue licked from the bottom to the top in a slow motion, sending a shiver through your abdomen, you moaned out loud and grinned the second his tongue landed on your clit.

you felt urogi's cock twitch against your back, you threw your head back to land on his shoulder, looking at his yellow eyes with a serious gaze. "are you hard already, urogi?" at your words, the joy demon gulped and nodded "yes, my lady..." his voice is sweet and a bit shy, you smirked at his response and tilted your head.

"should your upper one do something to fix that?" the seduction on your voice did not help urogi to keep his composure at all "please... please do" his pleading voice was music to your ears, it almost made you feel sorry for him, you only chuckle before giving a response.

"i'll treat you if you continue touching me. does that sound fair?~" excitement quickly filled his orange eyes "yes, my lady" as his hands continued to massage your chest and his mouth reached the back of your neck, biting and sucking passionately. karaku and aizetsu exchanged glares interested in your words, would they get a treat too if they please you? they couldn't take chances so they continued to kiss and squeeze your body, arousal growing bigger inside them each second more.

it was karaku who, holding your right leg open, started grinding against you, slight pants leaving his mouth as he was trying to satisfy himself somehow, the whole situation got him excited and needy for some touch, he almost couldn't hold himself back. you noticed his motion right ahead and stopped him. "you're not allowed to do that, karaku" his eyes widened and he gulped "but mistress..." he pleads but takes his words back the second you glare at him, intimidating "how... how can i earn my release, mistress?"

you chuckle at his question, an evil grin showing up.

"huh? earn it? that's the deal, karaku, you don't- hah~" a broken moan escapes your lips, sekido's tongue made sure to hit your sweet spot just in time "oh sekido, you're hitting it just right~ keep going~" you praise, the anger demon didn't want to admit that you calling his name like that actually made his stomach flutter. how could he find this exciting? how do your praises make him so eager to fulfill your request? his anger was being condescending.

karaku frowns, a grimace expressing his need to do something about the tent of his pants, but how can he disobey you? he wanted to be selfish, but urogi and sekido being praised and paid for what they're doing, made him feel jealous, he has been good from the beggining, didn't he deserve a prize too? an urge to compete against his counterparts rushed through his body, maybe like that he could get your attention. but he couldn't do much from there, urogi was working on your chest and sekido had the best part... it all feels unfair for him, he had to try another ways, so he leaned in and kissed you passionately, hoping your attention was drawn at him. the kiss caught you offguard but you decide to play along with his idea, you smiled inbetween the kiss, noticing what he was doing.

aizetsu in the other hand, was kissing your neck and leaving gentle marks along it, listening to what you were saying to karaku. however, when the green eyed kissed you, aizetsu felt left a little behind, he felt your touch fading away each second karaku spent kissing you, he didn't want that, it saddened him to not being touched and payed attention at by you, he needed you too. he took karaku's actions as a provocation, a threat to his territory and being so he couldn't allow karaku getting away with you so he came up to your face and held your chin lovingly, making you pull away from the kiss to make you kiss him, you give in smiling, sensing both of their jelousies compiting over you.

karaku was offended and tried to draw your attention back at him, insisting in kissing you again. you look at him from the corner of your eye, kissing aizetsu passionately at the same time. you were teasing him, watching his face twitch in jealousy for seeing you kiss his counterpart so vively, so intensely, as if you really were enjoying aizetsu more than you enjoyed karaku. his hand instinctively pressed his aching cock when he saw you biting aizetsu's lower lip, sharp teeth pulling his skin with desire, making him moan softly, never breaking eye contact with karaku. he was having enough, he was about to beg for you but chose being rough, he leans to your mouth even when you and aizetsu were kissing and tried to kiss you. aizetsu didn't give in and keeps fighting for his place, turning the kissing into a kiss of three. saliva being exchanged between your mouths. you laughed between the kiss at their little competition, this is so exciting!

your senses were through the roof, pleasure continuing to build up inside of you, a wave of sensations hitting you body as the clones did their job, sekido being more skilled in his area than you originally expected, his mouth working you to your climax, tongue licking and lips sucking in the right places, making a mess beneath him. your legs broke free from karaku and aizetsu's grip, suddenly sandwiching sekido's head almost making him lose focus as he made you cum. a loud moan drowned in your kiss with the other two as sekido licked your clit to help you go through your last bits of orgasm.

you pulled away from the wet kiss and rested your head on urogi's chest, sighing in relief for finally getting the release you needed all night, you held onto karaku and aizetsu's shoulders as you breathed in and out, chasing breath regulation; the winged demon massaged your belly and waist until you recovered your breath completely, he smiled with satisfaction at the view of you exhausted for all the job they've been doing for the past moments just to please you, it made his stomach flutter with excitement. your body continued to release an inhumane amount of hormones, all the fury contained in your body earlier had completely vanished at the mere touch of upper 5, you were contented and pleased, yet... you weren't satisfied, if someone offered you another round or more, you would accept without hesitation. you suddenly felt sekido crawling onto you, you contemplated him, his angered expression continuing to grow as his mouth drooled spit mixed with your fluids, his kimono subtly falling off his shoulder exposing his skin, you couldn't lie, that was kinda hot, you grinned at him.

"had enough sekido?" you teased playfully, chuckling at him.

"not quite" he growled and positioned himself between your legs, approaching you as he undressed his torso "how fucking dare you? are we just some toys to you? you're disgusting, upper one, leaving me and my counterparts stupidly aroused, you don't deserve being done for the night"

"hah? who said i was done for the night? it's funny that you mention it, actually, i could just get up and leave you and your pathetic clones here and let you starve without my touch, i would love to see how you would handle from there. you're all hard as a rock and i don't need to see it to prove it, you weak creatures, whining and begging for my attention, it would be so fun if i just left!" your voice gained a mocking manner, a cocky attitude hitting in as you allowed sekido between your legs, a short laughter escapes your lips "but... how could i... you were all such good boys, my heart squeezes with pity, i come to the conclusion you deserve at least a prize. so, sekido, if you want yours, form in line, i'm not done with all of you just yet."

thanks for reading!

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kaicubus · 1 year

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NSFW Alphabet | Hantengu Clones

warnings ✩° : 18+ NSFW, lots of sexual themes, too many to list individually, cursing, p in v, unprotected sex, sex with a somewhat nice demon.

pairing ✩° : hantengu clones x fem!reader some gn!reader

authors note ✩° : why is it so fucking hard to find a pic of all these bitches together. UGH. i decided not to use any fanart of them bc most creators dont want their art being reposted even with credit, so i respect that!!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

After sex, Sekido isn’t all that much different. He’s very standoffish and refuses to be intimate, but he won’t deny you of any requests. He’s just not used to any softness after anything really, so it’s very foreign when you wrap your arms around him to cuddle. After a while he starts to understand and actually does it, just for you though.

Very loving after sex. Karaku loves pleasing you, so he’s always on top of his game, getting you anything you need, kissing you, reassuring you that you did amazing, and always having his arm wrapped around you so you can sleep on his chest.

Aizetsu’s either asleep, or holding onto you with a death grip. Not actually, but he’s always so close to you after having sex for so long, rubbing his hands up your thighs and softly scratching your back. He also likes being clean, so you two take a bath together and he dresses you in his clothes afterwards.

Usually, Urogi talks a lot. It gets worse after you two have sex since even after it, he’s still blabbing on about how good you were and how great it felt, somewhat teasing you but not meaning to do so. He also really likes grooming afterwards, so he’ll brush your hair and even braid it if you have long hair, giving you kisses over all the hickies he leaves.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of yours)

Sekido loves your boobs. Boob man Sekido. When he’s bored or not even having sex, your chest is where his hands are, mindlessly rubbing or massaging them. When he’s fucking you, 78% of his attention goes to your tits as he’s leaving marks all on or in between your cleavage or boobs.

Karaku's a fan of your thighs. Mostly, when they’re thrown over his shoulders, but also when they’re on his ears or when he’s just holding them. He thinks they’re soft and smell good, so anywhere is fine to him.

Aizetsu really loves your hands. Maybe that’s just him liking the feeling of holding your hand, but he also likes when they hold him and touch him, they’re always so delicate but also have a mind of their own sometimes.

Urogi admires your ass the most. He’s an ass man. But minus what he can do with it, he loves holding it and slapping it, even when you sit on him it’s like heaven to him.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Sekido’s very messy. That’s a given. As to where he likes to cum the most? Probably on your face or on your thighs. Since it’s usually a pretty heavy load, seeing his cum all over your mouth and dribbling down your cheeks fills him with such happiness, but of course he won’t show it.

Since he’s mostly focused on you and your pleasure, Karaku goes along with what you want. If you want him to cum inside you, he will, if you want him to pull out and cum on your stomach, he will, if you want him to cum in your mouth, he will. It’s all up to you on this one.

Aizetsu prefers keeping it clean. He’s not the most messy person in general, so he likes it when things are kept, whether it be inside your mouth or inside you.

Urogi really likes cumming in your mouth, even when he’s not getting head, he’ll pull out and ask you to open your mouth just so he can see all of his seed pool on your tongue. Something about it is just so erotic to him. Oh yeah he also likes breeding you.

D = Dirty fantasy (what they secretly want you to do or see you do)

Sekido wants to try his electric powers on you, just enough to subdue you and see how much you can handle. It’s sadistic sure, but he’d only be focusing on the places that’d give you both the most pleasure. Think like a vibrator, but broken and dangerous.

Karaku wants to fuck in a room full of people. He wants to see how embarrassed you get all exposed to strangers who are staring directly at you, how much you’ll try to get as close as possible to him just so no one else sees your exposed skin. He wants to just imagine your face as you cum knowing there’s other people there.

Aizetsu really wants to see you get off on his spear. Not the sharp part obviously, but the place when his handle is, just so everytime he uses it, he can think back to the time you got off on his own weapon.

Urogi really wants to know what it’d be like fucking mid air. Would it be dangerous? Exhilarating? Either way, it sounds fun, to have you all to himself as he’s flying, holding you up while being inside you? A dream. (This headcanon is repeated later.)

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Somewhat experienced. Being the most violent clone, Sekido’s very picky and hasn’t really had much time or even care to fuck anyone, so he’s adequately experienced. Like, he knows what it is, but has only ever fucked you.

Very experienced. Karaku’s the pleasure clone for a reason. He loves sex and everything in between. Even if it’s not with anyone else (because lets be honest who would have sex with a demon ahahah) he definitely has some ancient scrolls or something stashed away if not just his mind.

Not experienced at all. There’s times where you have to teach Aizetsu how to do certain things, otherwise he’s basically clueless in what to put where and what he wants.

Vaguely experienced. Being the most feral out of all the demon clones, Urogi doesn’t focus too much on sex since he’s busy killing and flying around, but he’s seen a few things during said flights that pique his curious nature.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Missionary. Sekido likes things that fit into his plans nicely, otherwise he gets angry. So missionary is safe and all the expectations put into this position are easily met.

69. If Karaku’s getting pleasure, you are too. In his mind, it’s the perfect position for maximum pleasure so that’s all he really wants.

Cowgirl. Aizetsu loves when you take charge, and it gives you the perfect ranges to intensify your climax as well as his. It’s not super intimate for his liking, but it gets the job done.

Standing. I don’t know what this position is really called, but basically Urogi likes when you straddle him standing up, as he’s holding you with his arms. It gives him full access to fuck you faster if he wants but also is just fun to be able to move around.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Sekido is the most serious out of all. If he’s laughing during sex, something is wrong. He even gets mad when you try and lighten the mood with a corny joke or something, or even if you laugh about something he just glares.

Karaku loves to tease you AND be obedient, so he’s unserious in that way. He would never go out of his way to make you laugh when you two are fucking, but he’s not dead serious like Sekido is.

Aizetsu doesn’t have time to be joking around because he’s busy being fucked or doing the fucking. Sometimes, his questions have awkward undertones, but that’s all they are : awkward.

Urogi would definitely not take the situation seriously AT ALL. During the moment, he’s giggling and pointing out things he shouldn’t either for the sake of your sanity or your reactions. Even after, he’s cracking jokes while hugging you.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Sekido’s pretty grown down there, so it doesn’t get in the way or anything. It’s enough to tickle your nose when you give him head, but not enough to cause any discomfort. It’s rough and coarse though.

Karaku’s hair is pretty well kept. He’s always thinking of you and what you’d want, so he keeps his hair under good management to avoid any mishaps. Surprisingly though, it’s very soft.

Aizetsu’s probably the neatest out of all four of them simply because he’ll overthink and drive himself insane if he’s not freshly trimmed down there. There’s barley any hair, and if you didn’t know better, you’d think that’s all he had.

Wild. Urogi doesn’t give a fuck what he looks like down there, as long as his dick works, why would he spend time trimming anything? If you ask though, he will shorten it a little.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

No intimacy whatsoever. Only after does Sekido show his romantic side, but even then it’s not that much. In the moment, you’re like his own personal fuck doll who he’ll keep fucking and slutting out until he’s finished.

Karaku is a romantic at heart. He loves being intimate with you and talking with you during sex, holding you close and making sure you’re ok. He messes with you, but makes it clear that he loves you.

Aizetsu only ever does intimate sex. During sex, he’s very slow and sensual with you, holding onto you and holding your hand, especially when he’s close. He’ll run his fingers through your hair and hold the small of your waist, whispering I love you’s any chance he gets.

Urogi really likes the idea of intimacy. He gets really close when you two are fucking and pins you down by your waist or wrists, but he’s not super romantic. He just likes getting a rise out of you no matter how he does it.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Sekido definitely takes your things (panties, shirts, bras...socks??) to jerk off to. He wraps them around his dick and goes to town, getting off to the fact he’s using something that you wore to pleasure himself. Every time you ask where that specifc piece of clothing went, he always gets flashbacks.

When he’s alone, Karaku actually overstimulates himself too. He likes to imagine what it’s like going through the things he puts you through and cums really hard when he finishes.

Aizetsu can’t get off with just his hand. That’s why he’s resorted to humping pillows (bonus if they’re yours) to get off and cums on them, too embarrassed to look at the mess he’s made. He just loves straddling the softness of the pillow and pretending it’s you, mindlessly humping it until he bursts.

Like Sekido, Urogi takes your things and rather than using it, he puts it in his mouth to either gag himself or muffle the sounds coming out of him. It’s also a good way to taste you when he gets off, leaning back to take in all the flavors and scents of the person he loves the most.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Bondage. Sekido is so bondage coded that he’ll tie you up any chance he gets, by your wrists, legs, sometimes both, and even with a gag. From there he’ll tease your clit or your tits and watch you struggle for him to free you, but of course, he doesn’t listen.

Sensation play. Karaku loves testing your limits in any way possible. He’ll have his way with you with piping hot candle wax, ice cubes, electricity, any thing like that.

Submissive kink. We already know that, but Aizetsu really likes when you’re in charge. He’ll call you names of authority (mommy/daddy, miss/mister, etc.) when you call him names of inferiority that only you two use. Bonus, sometimes he forgets and accidentally calls you those things out in public and gets really embarrassed afterwards.

BREEDING KINK! Urogi loves breeding you and marking you. The idea of having children is so exciting to him and he really likes when you’re filled up with his cum, even better when it’s leaking out of you.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

For some reason, Sekido likes fucking on the floor. With you on the floor and him on top of course, but you don’t really question why he likes it so much.

Karaku likes fucking wherever he has the ability to put his dick inside you. When I say anywhere, I mean anywhere. He’s so versatile it’s crazy, so if you don’t like one room, he’ll bring you outside, or in another room.

Aizetsu is most comfortable fucking in the safety of his room or your room, away from anyone else with either no lighting or a nice, warm, dim lighting. All windows have to be closed, 1. for obvious reasons and 2. for privacy.

Probably in an abandoned hut. Urogi is feral down to his very last bone. But at least it has good isolation and is far away from everyone, not that he minds being a little exposed.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

The moment your hand simply rests itself on Sekido’s thigh is the moment he picks you up and takes you to his bedroom to fuck you mercilessly. A light touch or even scraping your fingernail on his bare thigh is enough to trigger every neuron in his brain to switch to being horny.

Karaku has a track record of being the most flirty or dirty one between you two, so everything shifts when you hold that title, even for just a little. Once you’re the one flirting or flirt back twice as hard, he gets interested and begins a sort of war between you two, going back and forth each time with a dirtier remark. Eventually after a few minutes of teasing back and forth, Karaku gives up and just starts aggressively making out with you.

There’s something about leaning over his shoulder to ask something of him and pressing against his back that really makes Aizetsu stop what he’s doing all together. It’s so domestic and cute that he can’t find it in himself to resist, and that’s when he holds your hand and tugs you away to fuck you.

If you show up with zero clothes on, or maybe even just topless, Urogi loses his goddamn mind. What really makes it worse for him is if you do it out of nowhere, innocently strutting into where ever he’s at with no top on and show him, or no pants on and pulling up your shirt, he loses all functionality.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Do not call Sekido any pet name. It pisses him off so bad that he’ll stop fucking you all together. Those names like prince, baby, puppy, are a hard pass in his book because they make him feel inferior and he’s just not about that.

It’s hard to drive Karaku off, but something he really does not fuck with is restricting him. If there’s anything that makes the pleasure demon clone upset, is not letting him touch you. So bondage on him is out of the question.

Slapping. Aizetsu doesn’t like being hit, so he’s very adamant on the no slapping or punching policy he made. He’ll do choking to an extent, but if slapping comes in, he instantly gets turned off.

Urogi learned the hard way before that he doesn’t like being degraded. It just doesn’t work well with him and his joyful nature. He much prefers praise.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Sekido will eat it. It doesn’t matter to him, in fact he actually does really like eating you out. He’s also strangely good at it too, which you wouldn’t really expect. He loves getting head more, though.

To Karaku, it’s all about you. Hint. He loves giving and giving, and hardly ever thinks about receiving, so when it’s brought up he’s a bit caught off guard. He’s very experienced in giving head since he does it all the time, he knows when to get messy or when to go slow, so you can relax with him.

He’s shy about it, but Aizetsu actually really likes being given head. He’s very shy when it comes to giving, and he’s not that experienced, so it always ends up with him asking if it’s ok or asking if you’re close. He’s like a kitten when it comes to giving head.

Urogi doesn’t mind which one, either way he’s having fun so take your pick with this one! He’s good at both.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

You already know. Sekido likes it ROUGH. Fucking is his way of stress relief, so he’s usually really worked up before hand, so his motions directly reflect that. He’s all for manhandling you to getting the desired position and ordering you around for his benefit, and doesn’t let up once he’s going.

Just to tease you, Karaku likes going agonizingly slow. Only when he knows you’re about to cum will he speed up to chase your orgasm higher. Personally, he just really likes it slow and long.

Aizetsu is a very intimate person. So when he’s fucking you, it’s sensual, very close together and going off of lots of communication. He loves it when there’s small moments of desperation but for the most part it’s just very slow and soft.

Urogi gets really excited when you two fuck, so he moves really quickly. He really likes it that way though, and speeds up all the time and only slows down if you ask. He’s the most demonic out of all of them though so he’s very messy and sloppy.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Quickies are controversial to Sekido. Sometimes he could care less about them, other times he just needs a quick fuck, and there’s nothing wrong with that.

He doesn’t care, anywhere anytime, Karaku WILL fuck. He actually really likes them because they always make your legs wobbly afterwards and he thinks it’s cute.

Aizetsu prefers sex to be slow and intimate, so he isn’t too fond of quickies. If it’s necessary though, he’ll allow it, but he really likes it when it’s just the two of you in a dim setting.

Urogi thinks quickies are probably the most fun he’s ever had, so whenever there’s a time, there actually doesn’t have to be a time, he’ll do it. He’s actually the one who initiates it.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Sekido likes order and following rules, since rules are what keeps him in line. If he doesn’t have a set list of rules, he easily loses his shit. Risks aren’t in his plans, so he hates experimenting if it means fucking everything up.

Despite being the tamest out of all, Karaku loves taking risks. Fucking in front of people, out in public, places you shouldn’t, it really excites him and gives him all the more reasons to keep going.

Risks for Aizetsu are half good and half bad. Since uncertaintiy makes him uneasy, he’ll participate only some times. Other times he just really likes when things go according to plan.

Thing is, Urogi doesn’t even know he’s taking risks half the time. He can’t focus on multiple things at once, so when he’s fucking you, he’ll accidentally be too loud or reveal a bit much of you, and even if it’s not intentional, he really enjoys it.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

All the demons have inhuman stamina, so I’ll go for how long they can go for before they get bored.

Sekido stops if he gets too mad, like too mad to function. If you can’t do what he wants you to do, he’s going to get fed up and just storm out or straight up yell at you.

It doesn’t matter if you get tired, Karaku is known for his overstimulation and will go on an extra 5 rounds after you’re fully exhausted just because he knows how good you’ll feel once it’s over.

Aizetsu doesn’t get bored, but rather runs on an embarrassment meter. If he gets too overwhelmed and embarrassed, he won’t be able to withstand it any longer. Depending on the day, he’ll be able to go for a while.

Urogi doesn’t get bored quickly, so he’s able to go for a long long time. If there’s time, he’ll use every bit of it.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

The only toys Sekido would have are his bondage equipment. Ropes, handcuffs, ties, those sorts of things. He also has arrays of paddles and bats(?) and maybe even a few collars...

Not a huge toy fan, but Karaku owns multiple remote controlled vibrators. Especially those with long distance so he can control the settings even when he’s far away. Just knowing you’re being controlled by him makes him happy.

To be honest, Aizetsu wouldn’t really own toys.

Hell yeah Urogi has toys. He collects shiny objects (like a bird would) so he has a lot of metal toys or glittery toys. He’ll also make someone else, sometimes even you, to go buy things for him with specific uses. He has like, a wall of colorful dildos just to use on you though, some with spikes, some with weird curves.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

11% You’re more likely to tease Sekido to get him mad, which never fails to make him go down harder on you. The most he’ll do at ‘teasing’ is pressing you for questions when you like something he does a little too much.

109% Karaku lovessss teasing, he will do anything in his power to both make you have the best and worst time of your life with all the teasing. He also loves edging you, so there’s that.

0% Aizetsu’s the one being teased, so he has no time to tease you back. I’ll admit though, he does it unintentionally and will accidentally say something that really messes with you, but it’s totally under his radar.

87% Urogi’s really just having a fun time, so he’s not caught up with teasing you specifically, but if there’s something that you REALLY like, he doesn't let go of it. You’ll have to deal with him either during or after, pestering you and poking you just to get a rise.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

During sex, Sekido’s not the most vocal. All he’ll do is curse under his breath, grunt, or groan just really lowly because he’s not the type to be really loud.

Karaku’s probably the most calm out of them, being the most quiet yet still praising you and talking you through your orgasms. As for him, he runs out of breath the fastest so he pants a lot, but that’s about it.

Aizetsu whimpers, squirms, whines, begs, you know...the works. When he cries, he doesn’t think twice about how loud he is so he’s generally very noisy. He does his best to muffle all the sounds that come out, but he’s just so sensitive and can’t help it...

LOUDDDDD OMFG do I even have to say that? He literally has like, the loudest voice and it’s one of his demon abilities. Urogi grunts all the time and isn’t ashamed of making noises when it feels good, so he WILL scream for you.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He may not seem like it, but Sekido really likes when you ask him to jerk off in front of you. Even better if it’s mutual, just seeing the way you both pleasure yourself fills his head with such lewd thoughts that he gets really excited.

Karaku really likes eye contact. Like, more than he should. If he’s giving you head, eye contact is a must, and if he’s fucking you raw, he HAS to see your face and that hazy look in your eyes. That look alone will make him break.

Aizetsu’s whole body is so sensitive, but probably his weakest spot are his horns. Despite being hard and nerveless, if you apply the slightest amount of pressure on just the side of them, he’s folding harder than he ever folded before.

Urogi has thought about fucking in the air more than enough times before, and has almost taken off to the skies with him inside you on multiple occasions. (This was the original plot for Golden Hours.)

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Sekido is 7 inches, 7 1/2 when hard. Tip color...#976357. Definitely has more girth than the rest and has a slight curve. Base is most sensitive.

Karaku is 6 1/2 inches, 7 when hard. Tip color...#d4a499. Nothing too sensitive, but has a curve.

Aizetsu is 6 inches, 7 when hard. Tip color... #cdaca5. His tip is extremely sensitive. Definitely the cleanest out of all, long and pretty. That is all.

Urogi is 5 1/2 inches, 7 when hard. Tip color...#ab7164. Gets hard really easily, definitely a grower, sensitive all around the head. Has the most prominent veins.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Sex isn’t really a priority for Sekido. If he gets mad, which is a lot, you two will fuck and it’s a good way for him to calm down. If for whatever reason he isn’t mad, it’s not that much of a deal to him.

It doesn’t matter when, Karaku is horny as hell. He’s a flirt, that’s a given, but he also just really likes turning you on since his whole deal is pleasure. He’ll do whatever it takes to get you going.

Aizetsu’s bad at showing it but he thinks about sex a lot. He’s not as clueless or innocent as he’s made out to be, on fact he actually really enjoys sex and constantly wants to do it with you, but is just to shy to bring it up.

It really depends on the day with Urogi, he’s not really horny all the time but he’s easy to turn on. If you do so much as look at him a certain way, he gets hard really fast, other than that he’s just happy to be around you.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Out like a light. If Sekido isn’t asleep, he’s probably just turned away. I mean, have you ever been so angry you just crash? That’s him. Like, all the time.

Sex isn’t an exhausting task for Karaku, he really enjoys it. It’s you who falls asleep relatively quickly since he spends all his time making sure you’re satisfied, but once he watches your eyes close, he spends the rest of the time just watching you.

After crying his eyes out, Aizetsu’s quick to fall asleep, you don’t even know he’s out until his breathing changes to a deeper pattern. He’s very cuddly in his sleep despite saying he hates physical touch, he wraps his arms around you and gets as close as possible even if it means taking over your entire body.

For some reason, after fucking each others brains out, Urogi is VERY lively after sex. He’s not tired at all, he’d much rather spend time holding you or talking to you, even if down the line you fall asleep, he’ll continue talking to himself without him knowing it. After a while he catches on, but that’s like almost an hour later.

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