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vampcubus · 1 year

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𝐊𝐍𝐘 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐇𝐂𝐒

a/n: i've been fussing over these for weeks just take 'em ;-;

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

:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : sfw, references to marriage and children.

𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐀

— Inosuke is not used to sleeping with other people, and you can tell he’s never been cuddled either. He tenses up and wriggles away the first time you attempt to spoon him in your sleep.

“You really don’t want to cuddle, Inosuke?” you sighed dejectedly.

“Why would I?!”

You make a sad face and shuffle back to your own bedroll. With Inosuke’s usual total disregard for personal space, you’d thought he wouldn’t mind if you swooped in for a cuddle. He’s very much like a cat in that regard, he only wanted to be touched on his terms.

There’s a moment of silence before you hear grumbling and shuffling, and the next thing you know he’s pressed to your side, the fur of his mask tickling your chin as he tucks his “face” into the crook of your neck.

— Refuses to sleep any other way after that.

— He’ll act betrayed when you take naps without him when he’s readily available. “You took a nap without me?!” his heart is shattered, how could you?

— God forbid one or both of you are injured and get put in separate rooms because as soon as he wakes, he’s sneaking out to crawl into your bed with you. No amount of scolding from you or Shinobu is gonna keep him away for long.

— Tends to spoon you subconsciously, either slipping a leg between yours or wrapping it around you n holding onto you like a backpack.

— He moves around a lot in his sleep, so prepare to wake up with a foot in your face or from getting kicked. Especially if he’s having particularly engaging dreams, you may or may not be mistaken for some all-powerful beast for Inosuke to conquer in dreamland.

— Inosuke is so god damn hyper in the morning and it can be a lot, especially since he wants you to be up too so you can start a new day together. It’s hard to keep up with his enthusiasm, and sometimes you just turn over and cover your ears with a pillow to drown him out. Most times that'll get your blankets yoinked, and you’ll be beaten to death (not really) with that same pillow.

“HEY DON’T IGNORE ME! WAKE UP!”

— Though sometimes he can be soft. You’ll wake up to a strange weight on your tummy and find him sitting there, staring at you like a cat waiting for its owner to wake up. And sometimes he’ll just lay back down, covering you with his body and nuzzling his face into your neck. And if you lift a heavy hand to play idly with his hair, he might just fall back asleep again.

𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐎

— A cuddle bug that wants nothing more than to snuggle up on the futon with you after a long night of demon slaying.

— He’s the type to scoot closer if you move away in your sleep since he will wake up if he doesn’t feel you there anymore.

— Please spoon him. You will not regret it for a moment. He runs warm and is the perfect size for cuddling! Tan sighs so happily when you pull him against you, tucking his head right beneath your chin. Your comforting scent and firm embrace lull him right to sleep.

— Alternatively, he wakes up if he smells your distress, so you’ll never be alone if you have a nightmare. You don’t have to tell him what it was about, but he does insist on staying up with you to comfort you. Even when he’s struggling to keep his eyes open, he’ll pet your head and just talk to you until you’ve calmed down enough to doze off again.

— His duties as the Sun Hashira often keep him away for long periods, and he definitely misses your presence at his side when he stops to rest. It’s simply not the same without the weight of your arm strewn over his waist or the soft sounds of your breathing. He’ll even miss your snoring. That’s why he's always eager to return, all of his worries disintegrating as you gather him in your arms and murmur sweet things to him until he nods off.

— In the summer months, he’ll understand if you don’t want to cuddle, but he’ll want to at least hold your hand.

— Settling down for the night together is a cherished ritual and he wants to be a part of it. Whether it’s taking pins or accessories out of your hair, or putting it into a protective style for sleeping, he wants to help out. He’s also damn good at giving massages and head rubs, so never be afraid to ask if you need a little more help winding down. That man lives to dote on you.

— Tanjiro rarely has the heart to wake you up early, but he makes you breakfast and leaves notes around your home if he’s gotta run somewhere. He melts into a puddle if he finds you making breakfast early in the morning, domesticity really does it for him.

𝐙𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐀

— You’ve married a cryptid. I'm so sorry.

— Zenitsu sleepwalks as I’m sure you can imagine. You’ll wake up to him out of bed, standing ominously in the middle of the room.

“Zenitsu honey, come back to bed,” you’d murmur tiredly after the initial shock wears off. Even asleep he bends to your will, crawling back onto the futon to sidle up against you once more.

— Other times you’ll hear noises coming from the kitchen and find him making a whole meal in his goddamn sleep. Which is quite adorable, but also dangerous like pls you’re going to hurt yourself.

— The times he’s not wandering about, he’s snuggled up to you as close as he can get, face buried in your chest or neck, arms and legs wrapped around you.

— He snores if he’s on his back but it’s soft enough to sleep through.

— Giggles in his sleep if he’s having a good dream (he always says all the best ones are of you ❤︎)

— Zenitsu tends to sleep sprawled out on top of you. Oftentimes he returns from a long day of demon slaying, crawls right on top of you, and crashes for several hours.

— He’s your weighted blanket <333

— Zenitsu never wants either of you to leave the bed in the mornings. He’ll cling, whine, and plead for “five more minutes.” (but it’s always much longer than that)

— Sometimes you can coax him to release the death grip around your waist with promises of his favorite breakfast or endless kisses, other times you’ll just have to cope with being late to places.

𝐊𝐘𝐎𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐊𝐔

— Deep sleeper!! with you anyways. As soon as he’s out, very little will wake him.

— Kyo’s definitely a cuddler! And the best suited for it too since he radiates heat like a furnace. It’s stifling during the summer months, but he truly can’t bear to be parted from you. Sleeping light or nude would be best, not like you’ll have to worry about getting cold when your husband is a literal space heater.

— He’s an absolute dream during the colder months, and you know he takes full advantage of the weather as an excuse to snuggle every second of the day.

— Mumbles in his sleep every now and then. It’s usually gibberish or a breathy chuckle, but sometimes you can discern whispers of “tasty” and bits and pieces of your name.

— Kyojuro becomes reliant on your presence to sleep over time. It happened so slowly he didn’t realize his dependency until he found himself lying wide awake and restless out in the field.

— He swore he could fall asleep anywhere before he met you but now… now he needs the sound of your soft snores next to his ear. He needs the feeling of your warm body against his. How was he supposed to sleep without someone there to hog the blanket? or crawl on top of him in the middle of the night when close just wasn’t close enough?

— Worst of all, you aren’t there to pet his hair and whisper sweet nothings to him as he wakes up — it’s those moments he wouldn’t trade for the world. You always treat him with such care, allowing yourself to be held hostage in bed until he also awoke, even when his profession meant his rest stretched on into the afternoon hours.

“The Flame Hashira lives!” you’d sing playfully as he blinks the film of sleep from his eyes, staring up at you with nothing but love and adoration. You’d lean down to kiss his lonely forehead, but not before purring your eagerly awaited utterance of “Good morning, baby.”

His eyes flutter closed as your lips brush over his forehead, grinning so widely his cheeks dimple.

“G’morning, darling flame,” he’d rasp in that rumbly morning voice that makes your cheeks feel warm. “Sorry to keep you waiting.”

— Kyojuro tends to nod off while he’s got his head resting on your lap during dates, especially if you start playing with his hair. He wakes up later to find you’ve also drifted off while sitting up, slumped forward just slightly. Your hair frames your face, the late afternoon sun casting an ethereal glow onto you.

— Napping together is quite a regular occurrence, especially when your duties tend to keep you up during the evening hours. If you’re a slayer too, your sleep schedules match up rather nicely, meaning you’ll be frequently found in a tangle of limbs somewhere.

— If you have children, you’ll often find them knocked out cold with their father. (he’s the type to fall asleep with a baby on his chest) it’s the kind of scene that puts tears in your eyes and makes you sink to your knees. It’s all too tempting to join the cuddle pile with your husband and children.

𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐍 𝐔𝐙𝐔𝐈 + 𝐖𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒

— Tengen snores, but not as loud as Suma. The two of them are making harmonies while Makio and Hinatsuru hardly make any noise at all. Though the three of you can all agree you wouldn’t be able to sleep without the sound of your lovers’ snoring after a while.

— They all say goodnight to one another which is very adorable.

“Goodnight Suma.” “Goodnight Hina.” “Goodnight Makio.” “Goodnight Lord Tengen!!” “Goodnight Y/nnnnn~”

It’s back and forth until everyone is accounted for

— You five sleep in a tangle of limbs, but it’s the coziest cuddle pile you’ll ever sleep in. Tengen’s been married long enough not to be disturbed by shuffling or moving around since sleeping with various other people requires occasional readjusting no matter how you romanticize it.

— Suma usually demands a spot at your side so she can wrap herself around you like a koala. She does drool, but she usually looks so damned cute doing it that you don’t have the heart to move her away from your shoulder. She’s always whispering to you as everyone settles down for bed, and Makio often scolds her for giggling and keeping the others awake.

— Prepare for those two to bicker over you, oftentimes literally. They’ll hiss and argue whilst they have their arms full of you.

— Hinatsuru sings you lullabies when you just can’t seem to sleep and plays with your hair. Her fingers scratch lovingly over your scalp, smiling as your eyelids droop further under her gentle affections and ethereal voice. You always wake up with a mouthful of her hair, but it’s so worth it.

— Makio gives excellent head rubs when you have a headache, and although she may pretend that you’re a nuisance, you can tell she enjoys taking care of her partners. She’s a big spoon and likes to hold your hand while she sleeps, blushing furiously when you raise her knuckles to your lips.

— Tengen rarely manages to snag you from his wives’ clutches for a spot at your side, but when he does he wraps his entire body around you and nearly smothers you with his heat. He cutely holds things while he sleeps so expect to wake up in a headlock. And if you’re in his clutches when he goes to roll over, you’re getting rolled over as well. It’s a bit disorienting, but he soothes you with an apologetic kiss on your temple if he wakes you.

— Tengen thinks it’s endearing that you try to hold him just like he holds everyone else, even with him being so big. You don’t seem to mind his size, wrapping yourself around him like a backpack and tucking his head under your chin.

— Mornings consist of detangling and lots and lots of kisses!

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yuki2sksksk · 3 months

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Another OC? Another x reader? You guys decide, cause I have something something like an idea of crime solving thing even tho I am not smart enough to conjure well done crimes XD

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lowkeyremi · 5 months

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Thank you for the meal! rengoku kyojuro x fem!reader

nsfw mdni!! not proofread sigh

Kyojuro Rengoku is always saying thank you before his meals. It's muscle memory for him to do so. He would never forget the kindness of someone who prepared him a savory mouth-watering meal. He also never knows if his next meal will end up being his last.

This translates to the bedroom when he's on his knees for you, admiring your pretty pussy. It's the first time you two are trying something like this. You were too scared to suggest it though, scared that he'd be disgusted by such a request. Even though you know he loves you to death and will protect you with his whole life.

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He came to you about it actually. The way he talked about it so casually was beyond your understanding because you were a squirming mess the whole time.

"I was talking with Lady Shinobu. I wanted to know what would bring a woman the most pleasure. That's what she suggested." His honest eyes never leave yours, waiting for your input.

"Kyo, you're so thoughtful. I um... did want to try that... but I was scared you wouldn't want to." Embarrassment seeps through your body. This time it isn't because of his request to eat you out but embarrassment from the fact that you never asked him for such a silly reason.

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Now he's staring at your pussy in an animalistic way. "May I?" He asks so gently it makes you smile.

"Of course, Kyojuro." You grip the sheets bracing yourself for the sensation of his tongue exploring your pussy.

"Thank you for the food." He whispers his hands clasped together, his eyes closed tightly. Once he opens them his big hands find your thighs and pries them open.

"You're so wet and beautiful, honey." The slick on your thighs drips slowly down to your ass. Kyojuro leans in to meet your pussy. He explores your folds carefully and experimentally with his tongue. Your soft moans encourage him to continue.

Kyojuro is a professional at eating, so you expected nothing less when he said he'd eat you out. Somehow with a lack of experience, he still seems to know what he's doing.

His lips close around your clit and he sucks at it like there's no tomorrow. "Kyojuro- oh god that feels so good." You can feel him smile into your pussy.

He starts at a medium place flicking his tongue back and forth on your clit. The stimulation makes your lower half throb, heat pooling in your stomach already.

He switches to sucking your clit once more, making loud obnoxious smacking noises, along with "mmm's" and little moans. He's practically kissing your pussy at this point. His saliva drips down from your cunt to the crack of your ass.

He realizes you're enjoying this and he wants to make you cum using only his mouth. So, he applies more pressure with his tongue. "Oh!" Your mouth is open in an O shape, no other sound comes out. A certain sensation starts building up in the lower half of your body.

You attempt to close your legs, because this feeling is very new to you and it's overwhelming, but Kyojuro keeps you in place with his hands. They're sure to leave nice little marks on your thighs. He pushes his head even deeper as if he could become one with your body. He can feel the way your body responds to him, the heat of your body, your smooth skin, everything.

It becomes fairly obvious to your husband that you're close with the way you grip at his fiery strands of hair. Kyojuro slurps up your savory juices. His moans increase, the vibration of them sending you straight to your orgasm.

You drag out a long, "Oh- fuckkkkk." Your toes curl up and your back arches up like a cat. Without even missing a beat Kyojuro is lapping up all of your cum and other juices.

Your body goes limp. Every breath is rushed as you try to regain composure from the pleasure he has given you. Kyojuro detaches himself from your sweet cunt. A string of saliva keeps the two of you connected.

"Thank you for the meal, my love." He looks so lewd sitting on his knees with your slick coating his chin.

"Of course, honey. Perhaps I can return the favor?" While giving you everything you need, your husband has forgotten about his own needs. He quickly looks down to see he has a raging boner in his pants. His cock throbs with need.

"If it's not too much trouble.." He mumbles quietly.

"It isn't. After everything you've done for me? This is just a small thank you."

A/N: idk if anyone really writes for this boy but I love him. If you want just imagine him as any of your favs that like to eat :)

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nymphoheretic · 1 year

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Synopsis: You return injured from a mission, but you miss your dear husband's touch and he would never hurt you.

Warnings: praise, daddy kink, pet names( princess, spitfire, baby girl), breeding/creampie

Word count: 2.1k

Pairing: Kyoujuro Rengoku x Fem!reader

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You swatted away your husband's hands as he tried to tend to your wounds for the umpteenth time today since you returned from yourmission. You were assigned to kill a demon that had been plaguing a village. Before you managed to slice its neck, its claws caught you on the side of your abdomen and cheek. "Kyou, I said that I'm fine! Shinobu already dressed my wounds and gave me some medicine."

He puffed his cheeks out and crossed his arms over his chest. Kyoujuro was always so overprotective of you even though you were a Kinoto ranked demon slayer. You knew he meant well, but you could handle a few wounds every now and then. "Are you sure?" He reached out and touched the wound maring your face. "That damn demon dared to scare your beautiful face."

You placed your hand over his and leaned into his touch, a sigh leaving your lips. You slowly moved his hand from your cheek and pressed a soft kiss to his palm. "Yes, I'm sure, honey." You nodded your head. "But..." you gave him an once over, drinking in how handsome he looked in that dark blue yukata. Kyoujuro was always so handsome when he wore casual clothing with his hair loose around his shoulders. "There is something that can make me feel better." You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss.

Kyoujuro submitted to your lips for a second before gently pushing you away. "I don't want to hurt you. The wounds on your waist haven't healed completely."

You smiled at his concern and cupped his face in your hands, kissing his cheeks softly. "Kyou, you could never hurt me. Please? I need to feel you. It's been far too long." You pressed soft kisses along his jawline and neck, knowing that it was his weakness.

Kyoujuro looked down at you, his gaze soft and tender. He still looked a bit conflicted about it but finally gave in to your temptations. "Okay. You win, Love. But we take it slow. I don't want to reopen your wounds." He placed his hands gently on your hips, being very mindful of the gash that wrapped around it. Kyoujuro slowly moved in to claim your lips in a sweet, passionate kiss.

You moaned softly as your arms came up to wrap around his neck, your fingers tangling in his soft blond hair. His tongue slid into your mouth and caressed yours in a slow seductive dance. His hands moved carefully up the side of your body to the front of your black demon slayer uniform top, quickly popping the buttons open. Kyoujuro moved slowly, carefully and almost like you were made of glass as he removed your uniform top. Your fingers curled into his hair as his tongue began to trace patterns along your flesh, his lips suckling at the skin every now and then.

“You be a good girl and let me do everything.” Kyoujuro mumrued against your skin as he used his nose to part your jacket open so that he could wrap his tongue around your nipple. He drew the pebbled flesh into his mouth and sucked causing a loud moan to leave your throat as you chanted his name. His fingers found their way up under the skirt of your uniform and he toyed with your dampening panties, rubbing two thick fingers along the wet spot. “Already this wet and I’ve barely touched you, my sweet.”

Another soft mewl left you, the pleasure starting to make your legs weak. You slumped slightly only for Kyoujuro to wrap his arms around you at your waist and knees carefully, and pick you up, all without letting go of your breast. Your fingers tightened in his hair as you held him in place against your chest. Your thighs clenched together as Kyoujuro carried you to your bedroom.

He laid you gently down on the plush mattress as he moved his mouth to the neglected breast, his hand coming up to twist the other nipple. His other hand pulled your leg up so tht he could glide his fingers down your thigh until they reached your underwear. Kyoujuro then hooked one finger into the waistband and pulled them down your legs.

Kyoujuro released your breast in favor of pressing hot, wet kisses down your abdomen, pausing when he reached the white bandages that were wrapped around your wounds. He looked up at you with concern in those golden-vermillion eyes of his. “I’m not hurting you, am I?” His hand came up to rest on your uninjured cheek.

You grabbed his hand and pressed it to your lips. “I already said you could never hurt me, Kyou.” You reassured him, shifting your hips, feeling that ball of heat starting to burn low in your belly. “I need you, baby. Please?” you batted your eyelashes at him and poked your bottom lip out slightly. You knew what would get to him, but you were saving your secret weapon for later.

He still looked a bit conflisted about doing this while you were injured, but he relented. Kyoujuro could never tell you “no”, especially when it came to intimacy. Kyoujuro leaned down and pressed a soft, gentle kiss to your bandages before moving lower. He lifted your legs and placed them on his shoulders.

Turning his head, his tongue slipped out and gave your calf a long lick before he nibbled on the muscle. “These beautiful legs of yours. I can’t help but to want to bite and nibble on them. Especially those plush, strong thighs of yours.” He slid his body down until he was level with your inner thighs which he quickly latched his lips on.

Another moan rumbled in your throat when his teeth sunk into your thigh, his tongue flicking over the flesh. You knew Kyoujuro always enjoyed leaving his marks on you and had no shame about the ones you left on him. You pulled at his loose hair when he nibbled his way down my thigh, his breath ghosting over your bare cunt. “Kyou...please....I need it...” You whined softly, curling your fingers deeper into his hair.

“Patience, wife, patience.” He hummed as he moved to your other leg, dragging the tip of his tongue over the flesh, his teeth grazing gently before embedding in your thigh. You felt him slowly trail his fingers along my other thigh slowly moving towards your clenching pussy.

Your body jolted when he finally touched your aching center and a choked gasp left your throat. Kyoujuro immediately stopped and looked at you . “Are you okay?” He glanced at your bandages to make sure that your wound had not reopened. “Sorry...” he apologized, his hands grazing over your wound.

You sighed before pushing him over and climbing on top of him. “If you’re so worried about hurting me. Let me do it. I know my limits.” You cupped his cheeks in your hands and kissed his lips as you straddled his waist.

Pulling away, you saw the hesitant look in his eyes and knew it was time to bring out your secret weapon. You leaned in close to his ear, your arms dangling around his neck as you whined out, “Please, Daddy...I need to feel my daddy’s cock so deeply inside me.” You felt his hands on your hips almost instantly.

Kyoujuro growled as he quickly tugged at his obi and freed his cock from the confines of the fabric. “Naughty little fireball, you know what calling me that does to me.” He lifted you up by your hips, and positioned the head of his dick at your slick entrance. “You did it on purpose, didn’t you?”’

Wiggling your hips, you smirked as you slowly began to ease down on him, moaning at the feeling of being stretched to take him. “I don’t know...Ah~...what you’re...Fuck~....talking about.” You tossed your head back as you took all of him in, feeling so full – the bulbous head of his fat cock pressed so tightly against your sweet spot. You slowly rocked your hips agains his, causing a friction that sent pleasure down your spine. “Fuck, Kyou...That feels so good.”

He sighed as he rested his hands on your hips, doing his best to not squeeze me like he normally would. “You’re so lucky I love you.” Kyoujuro pulled you in closer as he began to thrust upward, ramming his cock into you at a slow careful pace. You wrapped your arms around his neck, fingers curling in his hair. “Fuck...you’re so tight. Please let me know if this becomes too much, baby girl and I will stop.”

You let out another lustful sounding mewl as you buried your face into the crook of his neck. You ran your tongue up the column of his throat before licking the shell of his ear. “Kyou...” You crooned. “I am okay. Now, please, fuck me, Daddy.” You bit his earlobe, knowing that was one of his weak points.

Another moan left you as his thrust became deeper, his grip just a bit tighter on your waist. You grimaced slightly at the pressure on your wounds, but that smoldering heat that simmered in your belly flared into a blistering ball of fire. You lifted your body, pulling his cock out until the swollen tip was left inside before sinking back down and grinding your clit against his pelvic bone.

Kyoujuro let out a groan as he slowly guided you up and down on his dick. He let go of your wounded hip to rub circles on your clit. “Baby girl...” he growled in my ear. “Your pussy feels so around my cock. Now, be a good fucking girl and cum for Daddy.” He still moved at that slow, deep, gentle space, being very careful to not hurt me as his fingers worked over your sensitive button. Your inner walls began to flutter and pulse against him as that ball of heat tigthened in your lower belly until it threatened to snap. “That’s it, Princess. Cum for me. Cum for your Daddy.”

Your head lolled back as your mouth opened in a series of incoherent cries. You bounced on his cock, moving a bit faster than the pace he had set, trying to speed the process of your orgasm. Your wounds were beginning to throb slightly, so you knew that you needed to hurry or they would reopen. “Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Kyou, just like that. I’m so fucking close.”

You clung to your husband desperately, grinding against his fingers as they worked over your clit. His name fell from your lips as a mantra as that heat tightened, coiling around until it finally snapped. Your release hit you so strongly, flooding out of you to drip down Kyojuro’s dick and balls, pooling in his lap.

He used your oragasm to go a bit more feral, pounding up into you as he felt his own release approaching. “Fuck, Princess. I’m going to cum. It’s okay for me to cum inside you, right? You want me to breed this cute little pussy, right?” His dirty talk made your walls flutter again as he struck that sweet spot repeatedly within you. His fingers still rubbed at your clit, the slickness from your orgasm aiding him. “You want it so deep inside, don’t you, my naughty spitfire.”

“Ah~ Yes, Kyou.” you cried. “I want it. Please, Daddy. Please let me have it.” you bounced against him, the friction causing another ball of heat to tighten in your belly and it quickly threatened to snap. You felt him give one last deep thrust before his warm seed spilled into you and that cord snapped and your second orgasm left you dizzy and drunk on pleasure as you went limp in his arms.

Kyoujuro gave a few more gentle pumps before his own body slumped slightly, arms caging you in his warmth. “I love you, Kyou. So much.” you whispered tiredly.

“I love you, too, my beautiful wife.” He sat up and pressed the softest, sweetest and most gente kiss to your sweaty forehead. “Can we stay like this for a while longer?”

A giggle left you as you leaned up to kiss his lips. “Of course, my handsome husband.” You felt a small ache in your wounds and knew that the bandages would need to be changed soon, but you were not about to let that ruin snuggles with your love.

You rolled your eyes when he asked for the umpteenth time if he had hurt you. You flicked his nose. “I told you repeatedly, You could never hurt me, Kyou!”

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dudeandduchess · 7 months

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Kyōjurō x F!S/O: Clingy (Fluff, SFW Scenario, Modern!AU)

Note: I should have been asleep, but I just felt so inspired to write this. The songspiration for this is ‘Timeless’ by Taylor Swift, which is steadily becoming my most favourite song at the moment.

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As someone whom had never really felt inclined to get married, it came as a surprise for everyone— even (Y/n) herself— that she had ended up getting married in the first place.

First off, it was never in her list of priorities to get hitched. Secondly, she wanted to travel the world and live as freely as she could without any responsibilities. And, lastly, she just never saw herself as the lovey-dovey and doting type.

At least, not until she had met Kyōjurō.

“Are you sure that you have everything with you, Kyō? You didn’t forget anything?” (Y/n) asked softly, eyebrows furrowed in worry, as she sprinkled some sesame seeds on top of the chicken karaage she’d just packed inside her husband’s bento.

Her eyes then flitted over to the man in question, whom was still shovelling his breakfast— gyudon with rice— in his mouth. The soft smile that graced her lips was instantaneous at the adorable sight.

They’d already been married for two years at that point, but the spark between them never fizzled out. It was a bit crazy how they were still so in love even after the honeymoon phase, but neither of them questioned it. Life was bliss in their tiny home, and the world made sense when they were together— so really, there was no need to even wonder about such things.

“Don’t worry, my love, I have everything packed nicely. And I’ll just be gone for a night, so I’ll be alright,” Kyōjurō answered chirpily; finishing his meal off, and taking his bowl and chopsticks to the sink.

However, before he could even start washing his cutlery, his wife crossed the narrow space over to him and wrapped her arms around his middle. She then pressed her cheek against his back, frowning openly since she knew that he wouldn’t be able to see her so upset over him leaving.

“Don’t frown, my love. It’ll give you wrinkles,” the blond teased softly; setting his things down in the sink, before turning around in his wife’s hold.

His arms immediately wrapped themselves around (Y/n), while he rested his chin against the top of her head. Normally, such an action would have been met with a narrow-eyed gaze, but at that moment… all that (Y/n) could do was melt even further into her husband’s chest.

“How do you know I’m frowning? You can’t even see my face.”

“I know you.”

“Way too much,” (Y/n) admitted with a slight huff; merely being pouty.

Kyōjurō chuckled at how cute his wife was acting, before turning his head so he could press a kiss to the crown of her head. “You’re my wife, I’m supposed to know these things. Now, don’t be too pouty… or else I’ll feel too bad about having to leave. Unless…”

That had the young woman’s ears perking up. Of course, it wouldn’t have been ideal for Kyōjurō to miss out on a work trip— and she understood that— but the selfish part of her, that wanted nothing more than to make him stay home, was rearing its head. “Unless? You stay home? And we can just cuddle in bed all day.”

Had anyone heard the absolute poutiness in (Y/n)’s voice, as well as the saccharine sweet sentiments coming from her mouth, they would have thought that she had hit her head a bit too hard.

Little did the rest of the world know that that was just how she was with Kyōjurō: extremely soft.

“That sounds so tempting, but this is an important trip, my love. Besides, I’ll be back before you know it,” Kyōjurō uttered, then began rubbing his hand up and down his wife’s back, in an attempt to soothe her both physically and verbally.

(Y/n) wasn’t appearing to budge, however. So, Kyōjurō pulled away from her a little, just so he could cup her cheeks in his hands to make her look up into his eyes.

It almost made him cave when he saw that her pretty eyes were a little glossed over with unshed tears. And it took everything in him not to crush her to his chest in a tight hug.

Instead, he pressed a line of kisses from her forehead, to the middle of her furrowed brows, to the tip of her nose, and finally to her alluring lips. “I’ll be back before you know it, okay? Promise.”

And he did make good on his promise the next day; waking up at 3 in the morning, just so he could be next to (Y/n) in their bed when she woke up.

Kyōjurō didn’t know which of them was more surprised when morning came though… because the first thing that his wife did upon seeing him was to tackle him in a hug, and whisper the words, “I know why I’ve been so clingy. I’m pregnant. Hormones!”

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bippiti · 2 years

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# RENGOKU EATING YOU OUT !

he’d eat you out like he was a starving man, not coming up for breath, just flicking his tongue over your clit again, and again; squelching sounds would bounce off the walls as he pushed his fingers inside of your cunt at a pace that made your eyes roll to the back of your head. he started to rut into the bed and moan into your folds, the vibrations causing you to get even louder. the noises you were making went straight to his dick, he couldn’t help it. he pushed your thighs apart further and quickened his pace when felt you begin to clench around him. he didn't let up, even when your thighs began to tremble, riding you through your orgasm before he ceased. he finally came up to breathe, slick glistening and almost dripping off his chin as his eyes sparkled.

“Wanna go again?”

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smh-yoon · 1 year

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smutty brainrot - kyojuro rengoku edition

i will do anything for this man

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rengoku isn’t extreme sexually by any means, but something about you on your knees for him, mouth open wide as he guides his cock into your tight throat makes him want to lose all control.

that starstruck look you get in your eyes when he bottoms out in you for the first time, snug against your walls. his eyes almost rolled back when you clenched, dick pulsing with the pleasure of finally filling you with himself.

it’s like you were made for him in every way. you tasted so good, smelled so addictive. the way your thighs trapped his head made him groan, delving his tongue onto your poor puffy clit, fingers languidly stroking in and out of your pussy.

he lives to mark you, hickies from his mouth, bruises and scratches from his hands. no matter how much it stung, he always made up for it.

loves to kiss you real messy, spit smearing over your lips, not giving you a second to breathe.

insists on cumming in you, pressing his hands down on your tummy where his cock impressed with every thrust, making sure he’s as deep as possible when he fills you up. definitely the type to overstimulate both of you after he cums, fucking you slow and deep until you both cum again <3

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wavy-arms · 3 months

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Casually got a picture of Rengoku hanging from my rear view mirror like he's my patron saint, looking to his guidance. You know. Totally normal things.

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yu-huuuu · 1 year

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Y/N: Man, I only ever see you awake, do you ever shut down or stop running?

Rengoku: Oh, I'm always running

Y/N: The question is from what

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strawberry-lemonade-kisses · 1 year

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Thinking about kyojuro training the kamaboko squad after his injury. Not really going through the full motions because his balance and speed have significantly decreased but he helps them keep up with there endurance and strength. It especially helps when you provide support from the sidelines and bring out snacks for the three boys unofficially adopting them and setting up extra futons in the office for when they work too hard and pass out at the end of the day. He swears your spoiling them but you ignore him and continue preparing tea and fruits along with rice balls

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vampcubus · 1 year

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𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐄

𝐊𝐘𝐎𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐊𝐔 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 : kyojuro sure likes to stare, doesn't he? :ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : sfw, gn!reader, pre-established friendship, background obamitsu meddling. :ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 : 1.4k+

Kyojuro, bless his heart, is so hopelessly attracted to you in ways he’s never experienced.

Everything about you draws him in, from your striking beauty to your quick wit, how despite your snark you always treated others with compassion. You were fast friends, not that Kyojuro was particularly difficult to get along with. You’d even argue that such a person as him was impossible to dislike, at least without feeling guilty about it.

He was blunt, genuine, and brimming with so much enthusiasm it tended to unsettle some. But never you. You would look upon him with quiet acceptance, hanging onto his every word. You didn’t seem to mind his complete disregard for eye contact or his erratic conversational skills.

You just get him, he muses. And he’s never felt a kinship like that with anyone.

Kyojuro has always felt like he was moving faster than everyone else, both in mind and body. The man couldn’t sit still or shut up to save his life, or so the other Hashira would say – endearingly of course. No matter the sentiments his comrades held for him, none of them seemed to keep up quite as well as you did. Which is why he presumed you worked so well together.

He could blabber on about anything and have you following along just fine. Though after a few roundabout conversations ranging from swordplay to street food, he musters the confidence to ask if he talked too much for your taste.

You only quirk a brow and snort, “Pffft, of course not! I like listening to you talk.” and you see something shift in his gaze, the softest shade of pink tinting his round cheeks.

It’s around there when the staring starts.

It’s a subtle change at first, catching his wide-eyed gaze from across the training field. Feeling his eyes upon you as you shared meals together. Stumbling over your words when you realize for the first time that he’s actually looking you in the eye as you talk.

It’s a new and exhilarating feeling to be able to admire those honey-colored eyes fully fixated on you for a change. Too often you found yourself staring back. And the way he brightens when your eyes meet sends your fickle heart into pesky palpitations every time. You swore his pupils bled further into his golden-red irises every time he spotted you.

The idea of his eyes dilating at the mere sight of you endears you even more fiercely to him. As if such a thing was possible. You’re already attached at the hip, not to mention the dozens of joint missions you’ve taken.

His exuberance could be trying when your objective was to blend in, but his swordsmanship more than made up for it. He was incredibly good at taking the edge off when tensions were high, he was an emotional pillar of support, and you were honored to have his focus.

The beloved Flame Hashira was enthusiastic about many things, but you most of all it seemed. You’ve been told by several other Hashira that you were one of his favorite topics of conversation. The image of him gushing about you to other people is as embarrassing as it is flattering.

“Y/n is so easygoing, I cherish their company!”

“Did you know Y/n makes the best rice cakes?”

“Y/n is such a fierce swordsman, I am honored to fight at their side!”

“Y/n this, Y/n that. You’re all he talks about you know,” Iguro points a finger in your face one morning.

“So I’ve heard,” you hum, hand perched lazily on the hilt of your sword, though you’re unsure of precisely why he’s telling you this. Your eyes stray to Kaburamaru, who only flicks his tongue at you, leisurely slithering down Iguro’s shoulder from his coiled position around his neck.

You’ve always known the Serpent Hashira to be abrasive and confrontational, but the sudden interest in your relationship with Rengoku was uncharacteristic. Especially since he usually disregarded your presence unless he had something to criticize. You didn’t dislike him, but you wouldn’t say that you were close.

Did he know something you didn’t?

You try not to make assumptions based on the worries of others, but Kyojuro’s childhood friend approaching you out of the blue to tell you something like that? It makes you wonder just what sort of things Kyojuro has been saying about you to warrant such an interrogation.

Was Iguro trying to discern your intentions as a way of looking out for him? Perhaps your feelings for Kyojuro weren’t as internalized as you’d thought.

“Is this your way of saying you’ll snap me like a twig if I break his heart?” you ask, lips curling up into a sly grin, head cocked to one side.

Heterochromatic eyes blink in surprise, and then narrow.

“You catch on quick.”

“You can relax, Iguro. I won’t hurt him.”

“Few can be entirely sure of that. For your sake, I hope that’s the truth,” he waves you off, turning away in disinterest upon hearing your response.

The encounter leaves you with mixed feelings. Would Iguro have asked if he didn’t already know how Rengoku felt in return? It's an unsettling and gnawing feeling. Not the idea that your feelings could be returned, just the uncertainty of it all. If Iguro noticed it, why didn’t you?

“Iguro approached me earlier,” you say as you sit across from the flame-haired swordsman, currently having lunch at one of your favorite spots to eat.

“Did he now?” Kyojuro acknowledges, eyes still closed as he stuffs another bite of octopus into his mouth. His round cheeks puff out cutely, the image of a chipmunk with its cheeks full of nuts forming in your mind.

“He told me you talk about me a lot.”

“All good things of course!” he assures, seemingly unbothered by the news.

“That’s the thing,” you chuckle nervously, poking at your food with your chopsticks. Kyojuro’s eyes fluttered open, now focused on your fidgeting hands. “He seemed concerned that you had feelings for me beyond friendship.”

It’s silent for a moment, and you stuff food into your mouth to escape it, eyes focused on your plate. You can feel his gaze, but you’re too intimidated to meet it.

“Would that be a bad thing?” for once, Kyojuro sounds nervous.

It's a subtle strain in his tone that others who didn’t know him as well might have missed. But years of close proximity have made you perceptive to the almost invisible chinks in his armor. Kyojuro was heavily guarded for being such a friendly man, always eager to lend a hand or ear when others were in distress, but quick to clam up when it came to his own problems.

Your heartbeat skips, excited and terrified. Was that a confession? Were you reading too far into things? Was the question rhetorical? All these questions well up inside until you feel like you’ll burst.

You can’t help but let out an exasperated sigh.

“You’re so hard to read,” you lamented, nearly jumping out of your skin when his fingers brush yours from across the table.

“Perhaps If you looked at me, you’d have an easier time,” he laughs, and your heart already feels lighter at the joyous sound.

The anxiety in your tummy melts into giddiness, and you demurely tilt your head up to meet his eyes. They’re crinkled fondly, pupils large, and fully fixated on yours. His golden-red eyes consume yours, inspiring your fingers to twitch against his. You can only compare such an expression to a smitten puppy.

You suddenly feel silly for entertaining any doubts that the Flame Hashira was any less enamored than you were.

“To be completely honest, I have been interested in you romantically for quite some time now, and at a loss of how to contain such strong feelings,” he confessed, and suddenly a lot of things started making sense.

He stared at you so much because he liked you. He talked about you so much because he liked you. He let you tag along to missions he could have easily handled on his own because he liked you. Iguro approached you because he noticed.

“Then no, I don’t think that would be a bad thing at all.” You turn your hand with your palm facing upward to accept his own into your grasp.

Kyojuro’s smile widens, and he nearly shakes the entire restaurant with the volume of his declaration of, “WONDERFUL!”

“See, Obanai? I told you they just needed a little push!” Mitsuri gushes from across the restaurant, just her green eyes and the top of her head peeking over the menu.

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yuki2sksksk · 2 months

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Continuation of this.

You guys can read it as OC or reader, since I don't think I will be naming her. Maybe just calling her 'Detective Hara' since her family name will be Hara. I changed that she grows up with the Rengoku brothers instead.

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mostmouse · 1 year

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Between a Rock and Hard Place

It started out as playing with your cute adorable kitten, and somehow ended up as a very sweet treat for when Kyojuro got home and found you. (explicit, F!reader, 4,000 words)

You giggled as you chased the small kitten through the halls of your home. The little one wasn’t running very fast, but instead was going at a moderate speed as you walked briskly behind her. She kept looking back over her fuzzy little calico shoulder at you, bouncing slightly every time you made grabby hands.

You laughed softly, a part of you lamenting at the ends you’d reach to have fun while your fiance was out in the field working. Kyojuro had a habit of helping every single person he saw, so you weren’t expecting him back any time soon. Technically his mission was supposed to be coming to a close tomorrow, but on his way back, you knew he’d find people to help. That was just the man he was.

And oh how you loved that man more than anything else. The small calico kitten being something else he had saved on one of his assignments. He had brought her home to you, apologizing for the wait, but pulled her from his haori as a consolation gift. You had been so touched, and so enamored with the kitten that you didn’t scold your slayer at all, and had made a great dinner for him.

You giggled as you turned the corner, the kitten entering the storage room. He had shouted after every bite, inflating your ego and your heart. Kyojuro spoiled you too much, however, every time you tried to spoil him, he was always quick to turn it around on you once more. Everything he did, he did for others. You told him before he left to be just a bit more selfish. That nobody would be upset with him for wanting to do what he wanted for a change.

You stood in the doorway, the evening sun shining in from the high window. “I’ve got you now, miss kitty. Don’t even try to run!” Your hands were splayed out in a ridiculous gesture, as if the kitten was a massive tiger that could bowl you over. The small cat sat in the center of the room, watching you with her glowing eyes.

Smiling widely, you dove forward, just for her to dash backwards into the storage shelves. Cheering, you followed after her, thrilled in the last moments of the chase. Shouting, you followed her through the heavy boxes and steel containers sitting on the shelving unit. However, the lithe kitten twisted and turned, slinking just out of reach as you barreled through everything.

“Huh? Hey! Little kitty, come back here!” You stretched downwards, belly against the shelf as you strained to reach her. Your head wasn’t far from the wall, and the shelves were quite wide, therefore you found yourself in a rather embarrassing and precarious position. “Oh no… Hime… Please come back! You have to help mommy!”

Wiggling, feeling your toes just brushing the floor, and your hands nowhere near the floor in front of you, you whined. Going limp for a moment, you tried to figure out what to do. You could put your feet up on the shelves and try to pull yourself out… But that would result in the heavy shelf falling and toppling everything over. Plus, if your sweet bundle of fur was behind you, she could get hurt!

Huffing, you moved to your next plan. You could push against the wall and force yourself out that way… But that would result in the heavy shelf falling and toppling everything over. Growling slightly, you huffed again. Maybe you could grab a bottom rung, and drag yourself further into the shelf, then slinking out to the side?

Humming, you tried to grab one of the lower shelves, pulling slightly. Freezing, you held your breath as the shelf started to rock. Trying again, pulling gently, you deflated once more. Your hips were too wide to fit where your shoulders had just barely squeezed through. You could wiggle your shoulders around, but you couldn’t do the same with your hips, not really.

You whined aloud, kicking your feet and tapping your hands against some of the metal containers. “Hime!” You resorted to crying out for the cat, who was your only company for the next few days. You whined miserably, “Miss Hime! You have to come help mommy! She’s stuck!” You heaved another great sigh.

“I don’t want to knock this whole shelf over, kitty! You have to come give mommy your moral support so she can make a mess!” Sniffling, you kicked your legs, “And then give her the strength to clean it all up…” Ragdolling again, you let your arms and legs dangle. “Wish I had eaten before… At least then I could lay here for a while contemplating the mess that’s to come. But at this rate…”

Talking to yourself, you failed to notice the sounds coming from your home. Taking what you had said to heart, Kyojuro had decided to be selfish for once and rush home. He ignored little cats in trees, kids who wanted to play, and seniors who needed help carrying things up steps and into homes. No, he had prioritized his beloved fiance, choosing to come home early and be praised and cherished, rather than bringing another kitten and begging for forgiveness.

He crept in silently, choosing to announce his presence once he found you. He was intent in his decision to surprise you. Padding quietly through the hallways, he tilted his head, wondering why all was quiet. Surely you were somewhere, doing something. Perking up, he followed a soft scratching sound.

Walking around to the engawa, he slipped into the spacious living room from the outer door. There he found the small kitten the two of you had been raising for a couple months. You had nursed her back to health, giving her small amounts of milk from a small dropper every few hours. She was growing to be incredibly fluffy, and so you both had decided on the regal name of Hime.

He sighed softly, picking up the small cat and nuzzling her to his face. “Do you know where mommy is? I’ve been trying to sneak up on her, but I fear she may be doing the same thing. Can you guard my back while I search?” His words were just play of course, an incredibly experienced hashira such as himself would know if he were being stalked. And of course, the small princess-like kitten couldn’t protect him. However, the domestic sentiment warmed his heart all the same.

Putting the cat down, he sighed heavily, palm resting on his katana. Bright eyes methodically scoured the room. You couldn’t be far, the lived-in home looking very warm and inviting, slightly messy with care. You wouldn’t have left it cluttered if you had run out for errands, which means that you had to still be here. Perhaps you were napping somewhere unconventional.

Moving to exit the room, he slid the doors open, turning down the hall. However, quiet talking had him pausing in the hallway. A grin stretched across his full lips, he had found you! Silently walking towards your voice, he stopped outside the storage room door. Were you looking for ingredients to cook with? These goods were bulk household wares, surely not something you’d need.

As he focused on your voice, he could hear you singing small songs to yourself. Children’s rhymes, some prose that the older folks would recite, along with nonsensical words that you strung together. Eyebrows knit downwards, he decided to take a peek into the room. Clenching his jaw shut, he pursed his lips tightly together as he took in the sight.

There you were, squeezed between the heavy canisters and wooden boxes. You seemed positively stuck, your toes not quite reaching the floor, and knowing that your head must have been pressed against the wall. He covered his mouth, straining himself in being silent still. You kicked your legs, humming a tune and completely unaware of the powerful hashira behind you.

Suddenly, your voice picked up volume, and he grinned widely, “Hime! Mommy still needs you! She’s going to make quite the mess soon! Maybe you could go outside and find daddy!” You sighed heavily, deflated and flapping your limbs limply. “Daddy would help… He’d make sure I didn’t leave a mess…” You cried out, whining like a petulant child, “Kyojuro Rengoku! If you can hear me, then come home right this second!”

“Of course! Your wish is my command, my love!” Hands suddenly seized your hips and you screamed in earnest. Your fiance laughed boisterously behind you, hands warm and strong as they gripped you, “You called? I came as fast as I could!” Your body was still shaking, rattling in the shelving unit as your panic subsided.

“K-Kyo? You’re home? How long! Have you been watching me?” Your panicked voice had him laughing, his hands holding you still as you floundered. “Kyojuro! This isn’t funny! I’ve been here for hours! Probably! Help me!”

Your fiance merely cackled behind you, bowing slightly as tears gathered in the corner of his eyes. “I haven’t been here long, just long enough to hear you create your own songs.” You whined, kicking your legs. “Do not worry, my flame, I shall free you soon enough.”

You hummed, trying to turn before remembering how hopelessly stuck you were, “Soon? Are you going to get some h- Kyojuro!” His wandering hands cut you off easily, tossing up your kimono and feeling up your backside. “K-Kyojuro Rengoku! You dirty old man! W-What do you think you’re doing!”

Your cheeks were on fire, you were sure you could rival his own body temperature by now. He laughed smoothly behind you, his hands dipping down closer to your midsection and tugging harshly. You cried out, bracing yourself against the wobbling shelf. “Ah, you have to realize what a treat this is for me, correct? My beautiful fiance, stuck between a rock and a hard place, metaphorically of course. And her only hope is that her strong, adoring, hashira fiance comes home early enough to free her. But, of course, I find you like this, all for my viewing pleasure…”

Heated words trailed off as he stroked your thighs, one hand slipping between them and touching you softly. You whimpered, panting quietly in the growing darkness of the room. You had no doubt Kyojuro could see all of you, but you were stuck against the wall, nothing but shadows covering your sight.

“I come home early, after working tirelessly for days, slaying dangerous demons and rescuing countless innocent lives.” His hand rested heavily on your rear, the other hand slipping past your panties and stroking your cunt. “And all I’m looking forward to is a little bit of pampering from my soon to be wife… And here you are! Practically serving yourself up for me.” One finger slipped inside of you easily, and you moaned softly. “Another innocent soul, begging me for help. However… This particular little flame… Needs something a little more than a hashira’s katana. Don’t you think so?”

You writhed at his words, whimpering helplessly as he touched you. He curled his digit inside you, his other hand groping your ass roughly, “I asked you a question, firefly.” You yelped as he began to grind his hips into your bottom, a second finger stretching you out. Moaning loudly, you nodded, humming in assent.

Kyojuro licked his lips, “I can’t see you, my love. You need to use your words.” He stroked you softly, fingers slipping in and out of you in a gentle rhythm. “You’re not very wet, yet… Lying here in such a prone position and not a single thought in your head of how easily I could fuck you like this. Seems I am a bit dirty, that was the first thing on my mind seeing you bent over.”

“K-Kyo~” Your voice was music to his ears as he rocked his hips against you, his fingers moving a bit quicker. He could feel your tight cunt loosen up, getting wetter for him with every thrust of his fingers. “Kyojuro… Please… Touch me more.” Your cheeks were on fire, and you anchored your toes on the shelf, trying to back your ass closer to him, hoping he would pet your clit.

Kyojuro laughed behind you, joy in every touch he gave you. It was obvious he would help you if you asked, no more teasing if you really were in distress. But as soon as his hands touched you, you couldn’t care less what you were doing or where you were. “Kyojuro! I-I can take you, you’ll fit, please, I just need you inside me.”

Your straining voice had the flame hashira hot under the collar. Licking his lips, he moved his fingers quicker inside you, scissoring and stretching you out. You moaned at the feeling, your cunt squeezing him. “You can take me? I don’t think that’s true, firefly. But if you want me, then all you have to do is ask. What is it that’ll fit? I’m not a mind reader. In fact, I can’t even see that beautiful face of yours, you need to speak up so I can hear you loud and clear.”

You whined, hips wiggling. “Kyojuro! Please- ah!” Your whimpers were cut off as he bucked harshly against you, easily pressing his clothed swollen cock to your soft skin.

“I know you weren’t about to beg me mindlessly, my love. I know how shy you can be, but I also know how bold and filthy you can get. I want to hear what my dirty little fiance wants.” You whined helplessly, his fingers pumping into you.

“I- Kyo~ I want you inside me. I want you to rip my panties off and- ahh!” His hand picked up speed, other hand reaching around and pressing against your clit now. “Fuck!” Your legs kicked, and you could hear him beginning to pant behind you. “Want you inside! Want your cock inside me, please fuck me!” You cried out as his hands left you, wiggling in your spot and causing the shelving to shake. “Please! Please, please, please Kyojuro, I need you, I’ve missed you so much, I’m all yours, take me!”

Your pleads got stuck in your throat as you felt him yank your panties down and off your ankles, he also gripped your kimono and shoved it up closer to your body, and you knew you were bare from the waist down, bent over in front of him.

Putting your palms against the wall, you braced yourself as you heard him stripping behind you. The sound of him placing his nichirin sword against the wall, as all his heavy uniform layers dropped to the floor, and listening to him kick it all away. You whined loudly, “I want to see you… It’s not fair!”

Pouting, not unlike a child, you whined and wiggled backwards. However, the shelf was no longer moving as you did so. Peering upwards, you imagined he had it gripped in one strong hand. The obvious show of strength going directly to your cunt. Shuddering at the anticipation, you waited for your demon slayer to take you.

However, a few more moments passed. Wiggling more, you noticed the shelf didn’t budge, and you hadn’t heard him leave - which didn’t actually mean much on its own, Kyojuro was incredibly stealthy, not to mention quick as could be.

“Ky-Kyojuro? Did you leave?” You braced your feet against the shelf again, trying to tug yourself free before you felt a hand come down across your ass. “Ahh! Kyo!” You whimpered, the spank didn’t hurt, but had caught you by surprise.

“My apologies, my love. I was simply taking in your beautiful body. You’re simply too perfect for a man like me, I question how you trust me so implicitly as to give yourself to me while so prone.” His hand caressed your backside, and you heard him sigh behind you. “I’m sorry, I’m lost in my thoughts while you sit there patiently, waiting for me to make you feel good.”

He laughed softly, “Are you ready for me?” You nodded quickly, before realizing he couldn’t see you.

“Yes! Please take me, Kyo, please! I’m all for you, I love you.” Your words once again had him frozen. Smiling softly, his hand left the shelf, cradling your hips in his worn calloused hands.

“You’re too good to me, firefly. Tell me if I hurt you, I can’t imagine you’re comfortable like this.”

It was your turn to laugh, and as he guided his tip to your wet cunt, you grinned, “But it’s really hot though… I love being here, helpless, just waiting for my big strong hashira demon slayer to come save me,” You wiggled your hips, moaning as he slid in slowly, “Ahh~ but of course, I have to make it worth my fiance’s time~ How irresponsible, to get myself, ah! Stuck like this, so easy for the taking! H-How could you not indulge in me? Especially, mmmm~ after being away for so long.”

Your pleasured words had him throbbing, and he gripped the shelf tightly in one hand as he bottomed out in you. Panting, he let his head fall back, long hair tickling his neck and shoulders. His body shook as he kept himself from pounding you roughly. You hummed happily, satisfied and full, unaware of your hashira’s deteriorating self control. “Feels so good~ I love when you’re inside me. I’m all yours, Kyo~ I want you to take me, want you to have your way with me!”

Growling harshly behind you, Kyojuro pulled his hips back before slamming them back into you. Gasping, you moaned loudly. Anchoring his feet more firmly on the floor, he braced against the shelf and continued his slow but hard pace. Your body surged forward with every powerful thrust, his cock filling you to the brim, stretching you out completely before pulling back just to force its way back inside again.

“Ah! Ahh! Kyojuro! Fuck, ahh!~” Your moans echoed inside his head, empty except for the pleasure filling him. You had barely taken him, he could feel how tight you were around him, he should’ve prepped you more, but fuck- you were squeezing his cock so tightly.

Panting, he swallowed his mouthful of drool, before digging his nails into your hip. Listening to you shout at the sudden pain, he quickened his pace, hand still holding the shelf still. “Ahh! Kyo! Fuck! S-So big! Ahh!”

Groaning behind you, he grabbed the shelf with his other hand, pistoning his hips into yours as you braced your hands against the wall in front of you. With nowhere for your body to move to, you took every thrust of his hips with no give. His pace was hard and fast, his thick cock stretching you out as you felt yourself getting wetter around him.

You helplessly kicked your feet, moaning hotly as he pounded you from behind. He grit his teeth, “Fuck! Y-You did this on purpose, didn’t you, ahh! K-Knew I was coming back, and- fuck!” He knew his words were nonsense, how would you know he was coming back early? But he couldn’t think straight as your hot, wet cunt squeezed him, and he could feel himself approaching his climax soon.

“So-So good for me, waiting for me to get home, ah! Ass on display, letting me fuck you hard and fast, ahh! Fuck, fuck! I’m gonna cum, g-gonna pump you full, ahh!” His shoulders hunched forward, panting and drooling as he fucked you, moaning loudly. He was loud and passionate in everything he did, even when he was deep inside you.

“Please! Please! Ahh!” You couldn’t feel your thighs anymore, no doubt due to being shoved tight against the solid shelf and fucked roughly. “Cum inside! Inside me, I wanna feel you! Please, Kyo, please!”

You wished he was rubbing your clit, or slipping his fingers past your tight rim, anything extra to get you off with him. But you were also grateful he wasn’t, his hips were pounding you so hard you knew you’d be sore, and with any extra touches, you’d probably be a sobbing mess.

His panting got louder, and you could hear every choked moan as he sunk his cock inside you. “F-Fuck!” Hands once again grabbing your hips, you shouted as the shelf clattered and jerked back and forth as he railed you roughly. He shouted, shaft snug inside your tight wet cunt as he finished inside you.

Drooling, you couldn’t help but moan as he pumped you full, salacious sounds leaving you as his hips jerked and loaded you full of his cum. Behind you, Kyojuro gasped for breath, bracing his forearm on a shelf and leaning heavily forward. He distantly heard you squeak, not paying attention to how the entire shelf fell back against the wall, precariously balanced boxes shifting slightly.

The flame hashira blinked rapidly, coming back to his senses as he felt his cum leak around his cock, no doubt covering your thighs in a slick, hot mess. Slowly, he pulled himself out of you, hissing at the feeling of the brisk air and losing your vice grip on him. He watched as your body went limp, legs hanging there and watching as you breathed heavily.

Stretching out, he strained from the tips of his fingers down to his toes. Heaving a heavy sigh, he was back to all smiles and energy as his hands went to work freeing you. “My love! I’m going to reach towards you, and drag you out by your shoulders. I need you to wiggle until you’re free, alright?” You nodded, before shouting in agreement, and waited until you felt him.

Holding the shelves tightly, he reached forward, and dragged you towards him. You squirmed in his grip, body slick and sweaty from how well he fucked you, and soon you were popping out and falling down on your behind.

Finally right side up, you tilted your head up and grinned at Kyojuro. Squealing in delight, you wrapped your arms around one of his thick thighs, nuzzling him. “My hero! Thank you!” You loosened your grip as he knelt down to sit with you. Grabbing his cheeks, you peppered him in kisses, “I have no idea how long I’ve been stuck in there! It felt like days! Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

He laughed alongside you, dragging you up to sit in his lap, before falling backwards with you on his chest. You sighed happily, cuddling on top of his heated flushed chest. Rubbing your back, he hummed deep in his chest, smiling as you giggled. “Ah, I’ll have to be careful to treat you gently after this, I’m afraid I was a bit rough with you tonight.”

You licked your lips, kissing his chest and licking and sucking his nipples, listening as he sighed contently, you hummed. Popping off of him, you met his warm gaze, “You have all night and hopefully a couple more days to make it up to me.”

He grinned, hand tangling in your hair as you whimpered. “You’re right, my flame. I didn’t even have the decency to make you orgasm, I’ll be sure to devote myself to your pleasure for the rest of the time I’m home.”

He laughed as you balked, shaking your head rapidly, “N-No! Not just me! Kyojuro!” You whined as he easily got up, pulling you close to his chest. His devious eyes unblinking as he bit your bottom lip. You shuddered at the intense passion in his gaze, whimpering once more.

You let your love crazed fiance drag you away, knowing you’d be spoiled into overstimulation - until you were a crying shaking mess, covered in your mixed cum, and taking your lover’s cock more times than you could count.

You moaned at the thought, legs almost giving out before Kyojuro lifted you into his arms. Giving you a sweet kiss on your forehead, you couldn’t help but grin, feeling your heart swell at all the promises you knew he would deliver on in the coming days.

#rengoku x reader #kyojuro x reader #kyoujurou rengoku x reader #kyoujurou x reader #kny #demon slayer #rengoku kyojuro x reader

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shychiwrites · 9 months

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Hi, I never really request much (I'm not sure I'm doing this right) but may I request a Rengoku Kyojurou x reader, where the reader has hyperacusis (hypersensitive hearing) and/or tinnitus that keeps getting worse. I thought of this after I learned why he's always yelling ;-; which I won't say just in case it's a spoiler. I'm finding it hard to find comfort for it. Thank you for your time 💜💜💜

You’re doing it right! Thank you for the request. Sorry it took so long! I hope you like it. :)

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With sensitive hearing, it was hard having a lover like Rengoku. Your poor ears couldn’t take much, but he was such a loud person. In more ways than one. He was a bright, shining sun. A constant explosion that kept the world around him warm. You? You were sensitive. Born with Hyperacusis, you wore constant ear plugs.

When you first met Rengoku, it felt like your ears would bleed. However, you didn’t want to be rude. So, you endured.

After a few months, finally someone told him. He felt horrible. But, with a smile on his face he apologized to you in a whisper. He asked you to join him for a meal, as an apology.

These meals became a regular thing, and soon you fell for the man. It was hard not to.

As a lover, he is the sweetest man you could ask for. When he talks to you, it’s so quiet. You’re not sure how well he can hear himself talk. You feel bad, but he always tells you,

“I’d do anything for you, my Sunflower. It’s no trouble.”

When he does shout, he covers your ears tightly. If anyone else is loud, he is by your side in a second, covering your ears.

It’s not the most ideal situation, but the two of you make due. Afterall, Rengoku is head over heels for you. He really would do anything for you.

You two sometimes even communicate via writing. It gives his poor vocal cords a break and your ears a break. Everyone finds it a little strange, to see you two writing in the dirt and giggling together.

Rengoku loves you, hyperacusis and all. He did what he did to his hearing to stop others from getting hurt. He would do it again if he could go back in time.

He also wouldn’t change a single thing about you.

#kimetsu no yaiba x reader #kimetsu no yaiba #kny #kny x reader #oneshot #kyoujurou rengoku x reader #demon slayer kyojuro #kyojuro x reader #kyojuro rengoku

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nymphoheretic · 11 months

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Synopsis: You give your beloved husband, Kyoujuro a wonderful surprise for his birthday.

Warnings: Daddy kink, clit slapping (just one), Breeding kink, mentioning of pregnancy, food play, fingering, oral (f recieiving), light choking, unprotected sex, established relationship, cute nicknames, edging, dirty talking, dacryphilia, cervix fucking, creampie

Word count: 4k

Pairing: Kyoujuro Rengoku x Fem!reader

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Kyoujuro never really liked celebrating his birthday. His birthday reminded him too much of his late mother as her birthday was the day before his. It was not until he met you and made you his wife did he start to enjoy his birthday again.

You brought such joy to his heart every year. Each year you would come up with a surprise for him, each one more exciting than the last. So, for the first time in a long time, he was excited for his birthday. He hurried home after the Hashira meeting so that he could see what you had planned for him.

You had just finished putting the last touches on your surprise for your husband when you heard the front door open. You quickly closed the door behind you as you saw him round the corner. Greeting him with a smile, you said. “Welcome home, my love.”

You stood on your tiptoes, placing your hands on his shoulders to press a sweet kiss to his lips. You sighed when he in turn wrapped his arms around your waist and deepened the kiss. A moan vibrated in your chest as his tongue swept inside your mouth.

He massaged your tongue with his own before you gently pushed him away. “Slow down, Kyou.” You tapped him on the nose. “I have the bath heated for you. Go on and bathe while I get things ready.”

He pouted as he let his beautiful wife leave his arms. Kyoujuro was really curious as to what you had planned for this year. Tempted to peer into the dinning room where everything was set up, he flinched when you yelled at him to not peek and go take a bath. Crossing his arms over his chest, he grumpily walked down the wall to the bathhouse. “She could’ve offered to join me.”

“Already took one before you came.” you giggled as you leaned back against the door as you avoided Kyoujuro attempting to spoil his surprise like he’s been doing for the past couple of birthdays. You slid the door open just a bit to make sure that he was indeed gone before walking back to the kitchen.

You smiled at the large array of food items. You had made his favorite dinner and had prepared a little special dessert for him. You made sure your yukata was tied shut tightly as you walked over to the large cake you had made.

Grabbing the piping bag, you finished writing his name on bright red letters. “There!” you smiled down at your handiwork. This was going to be the best birthday surprise ever for your husband. He deserved the world and more, especially after yesterday.

You recalled the solemn look on his face as he and his father and brother visited his mother’s grave, decorating the headstone in flowers. You stood by his side and held his hand as he said his piece to her, whispering his farewells and happiest of birthdays to his beloved mother.

You comforted him and Senjurou the best you could by making them baked sweet potatoes and giving them cuddles like their mother did as they wept silently into your shoulders. You also tried to comfort your father-in-law, but as usual he brushed you off. So, you left him his favorite sake at his door.

But today was all about your wonderful husband and you were determined to make this day a happy memory for him like you’ve been doing since you started dating all those years ago. You could hear his footsteps walking back down the hall, letting you know that he had finished with his bath and was coming back to the dining area. You quickly slipped out of the room to greet him with a warm smile. “You ready for your surprise, my love.”

Kyoujuro wrapped his arm aorund yourr waist, pulling you closer to him with hand large hand pressed against the small of your back. “You’ve already made my day so much better by just being here with me, my fireball.” He breathed in your scent as he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck. “You smell nice. New perfume?” He brushed his lips against your throat, making you sigh out his name.

You gently pushed him away with a smile. “No. Your surprise first, Kyou.” you giggled when he pouted. Turning around, you slid the door open and called out “Surprise.” you grinned as his eyes widened at your hard work.

You had managed to transform the entire dining room into a replica of the starry sky without having to open up the roof. You had many small lights placed in very accurate constellalions. You grabbed his hand and pulled him inside and motioned to the various constellations You made. “There’s Gemini, Taurus, and Leo.” you pointed to the small cluster of lights that made up each group of stars.

“This...this is beautiful, my love. Truly it is.” Kyoujuro breathed. His eyes could not stop staring at your beautiful craftsmanship. How you managed to do this was remarkable. It was like he was surrounded by the stars in the skies. You really outdid yourself this time.

He turned towards you and pulled you into his arms and kissed you passionately, his tongue sliding against yours. Kyoujuro tugged at the obi tied at your waist. He growled when you swatted his hands away. “Little one...”

Your body shivered when he growled out that name. It was the name he called you when he wanted you beneath him. “You gotta eat first. I didn't slave over a hot stove all day for you to not at least try some of the things I cooked.” you tapped him gently on the nose before retying your obi. You led him to his seat at the table and made him sit down. “I’ll be back with your plate.”

You went into the kitchen and fixed him a quick dinner because you knew how frustrated he was becoming. You were wearing a thin robe that barely hid anything and you had sprayed your body down with a new perfume that seemed to awaken a beast within him. You walked back, set the plate in front of him and watched as his eyes widened.

“You learned how to make my mother’s dish?” He whispered softly as he stared down at the food on the plate. His heart swelled with love for you. You were truly an angel his mother had sent to him from heaven. His eyes misted over as he took that first bite. It tasted almost exactly how his mother made it. Kyoujuro looked over to you, who was smiling softly at him, “You’re an angel, my darling. I’m so lucky to have you.”

You smiled at him, your face warming a little at the snecereity of his words. “I only want you to feel nothing but happiness everyday, but especially on this day since it was such a sad day for you in the past.” You walked over to him and rubbed his shoulders, easing out all the tension and stress that had built up in them. Once he was fully relaxed and almost finished with his food, you went back into the kitchen to grab dessert.

Kyoujuro’s heart was truly touched. Not only did his wife manage to simulate his favortire thing, you also managed to copy his favorite dish his mother made him often. He wiped at the corner of his eye. He did not deserve someone so precious, but he was not going to give you up to no one.

He turned to look at you as you brought out a tray filled with various items. He quipped a brow as you walked past him to set the tray down on the table. His breath caught up in his throat as his eyes widened when you faced him.

You hid a smile as Kyoujruo’s jaw dropped when he saw what you were hiding under your robe. You leaned in and lifted his jaw with a finger, your breasts nearly spilling out of the red lace bra you wore. “See something you like, Kyou?” you giggled as you straddled his lap and sat down, running your fingers though his hair. “Because it’s time for your dessert.” you grabbed his fork and took a piece of the cake onto it and held it out to him.

Flame colored eyes narrowed as he leaned forward to take the offered piece, but he nudged it with his lips purposely and made it fall onto your chest. “Oops...” He wrapped his arm around your waist, pulled you closer while making your chest stick out more.

“I need to clean my mess up.” His tongue slid out of his mouth and licked at the sweet tasting frosting that smeared over your breasts. He scooped some of the cake into his mouth while lapping at the creamy confection. “So sweet.”

You opened your mouth in a silent moan as his wet muscle licked over your tits. You curled your fingers into his hair to hold his head in place. His fingers came up and tugged at one of the cups of your bra as his other hand reached for something behind me.

You jumped when something cold dripped down my breasts. You then saw that Kyoujuro had grabbed the ice cream and poured some of the melted liquid onto your flesh, his tongue quickly following the path it took. He quickly sucked the nipple he freed into his mouth as he tugged the other cup down to play with the other.

“Ah~” you cried out, pressing your hips down into his.

He licked up the drippings of the ice cream from your tantalizing breasts before moving down to suck a nipple into his mouth, fingers tugging and playing with the other one. The sweet taste of the creamy liquid made your skin even more delicious under his tongue.

Kyoujuro swirled his wet muscle over the pebbled bud, pressing it against the roof of his mouth as he released it with a wet “pop” “Delicious.” He hummed as he lifted you off his lap and laid you down on the table. At your confused look, he said. “You said it was time for dessert? I’m having you for dessert.”

You opened your mouth to protest. But a soft moan replaced my words as his fingers slid over your clothed heat. “Kyou~” You whined out when he sat back down and reached for the cake and ice cream. His tongue slipped out to wet his lips as he placed the items down next to your body. You watched with bated breath as Kyoujuro placed his cool hands on your thighs before gliding his fingers down to your panties.

You lifted your hips so that he could slide them off. felt my face heat with a blush when he brought them to his nose, sniffing them before stuffing them into his pocket. “Kyou, wha-” Your words were cut off when he dropped a small scoop of ice cream on top of your pussy.

Kyoujuro smiled down at you as he grabbed the bottle of whipped cream and sprayed a generous amount around your breasts before grabbing the chocolate syrup and decorating your body with the brown swirls. To top off his treat, he placed two mashiro cherries on top of each whipped creamed covered breast.

“Shh...I’m having my dessert.” His tongue lapped up the sweet, white cream that coated your body. Your body trembled under his touch, the heat causing the ice cream to melt faster. Kyoujuro quickly moved down to slurp up the melting liquid, purposely avoiding your throbbing clit. Once the ice cream had been cleaned off your body, he went back to your whipped cream covered tits. He scooped more of the sweet treat into his mouth, pulling the cherry into his mouth.

Your body trembled on the table as Kyoujuro took his time devouring your body. It was a feast for him to enjoy and you were not about to interrupt him. But you were soon starting to get impatient, your pussy was throbbing and was begging to be touched and played with. You could literally feel your slick building up until it was overflowing and running down the lips of your cunt.

“Kyou...” you whined, lifting your hips off the table and rubbing your thighs together. “Please...” your voice came out more whiny and pitiful sounding than what you meant as his tongue trailed over to the other cream covered breast, licking it clean before pulling the red fruit inside his mouth. You gasped when he suddenly grabbed you by the cheeks and pressed his lips against yours.

Kyoujuro used his tongue to push the sweet cherry into your open mouth, feeding it to you. Once you had swallowed it, he sucked your tongue into his mouth. His fingers glided down your body until they reached your weeping cunt, feeling your slick that gathered there and spread it over your lower lips.

“So wet. And all for me on my birthday?” He whispered against your lips. He nudged at your entrance with two fingers, slowly sinking them inside. Kyoujuro growled at the feeling of your vevlty walls sucking his digits in deeper. “Such a needy little pussy.”

Your face heated at his dirty talk. Kyoujuro was always so good at it and it always left you a mess. The squelching sounds that came from your cunt made your face heat even more. Kyoujuro was purposely fingering you so slowly to make those noises.

You whined at the feeling of a third finger beeing added, the stretch burned so good. Your hips moved of their own accord as he touched deeper within you, rubbing against your walls as his lips closed over one of your sensitive nipples once more. “Ahn~” you moaned. “Kyou, please?”

“Please, what, my sweet?” He teased as his thumb pressed on your throbbing clit, swirling it slightly. He smiled at the sight underneath him. His beautiful wife naked with three of his fingers pressed so snuggly inside your dripping cunt. Your mouth parted as you panted and moaned so sweetly for him. Only for him.

“What do you want me to do? I’ll do whatever you ask of me.” He thought about what he had just said as he slid down your body, his tongue lapping up any stray smears of chocolate sauce. “On second thought. It is my birthday. I should do as I please today.” His tongue teased at your clit lightly, flickering over it.

You opened your mouth in a silent scream as Kyoujuro lapped at your sensitive nub. Your hands flew to his head as your thighs began to tremble. You were not going to last long. Having his tongue covering every inch of your body has made it very sensitive to the slightest of touches.

Your back arched when he added a fourth finger inside, stretching me out even further. You tugged at his hair when his tongue circled at my clit before sliding down to your dripping hole. He licked up at the small space that his fingers provided.

Kyoujuro swirled his tongue over the small space his fingers left behind as he collected some of your sweet honey before moving his mouth back up to suck on your sensitive nub. He slowly thrust his fingers inside, prepping you for what was to come next.

His other hand palmed at his hardening length as he licked you in tune with his thrusting fingers. Kyoujuro pulled his zipper down on his pants and freed his erection, the pink, wet tip slapping against his abdomen. His fist closed over the hard length as he began stroking it in tune with his fingers, curling them within you. “Fuck..my sweet little fireball.” He mumbled into your folds, smearing his pre over his dick.

Your thighs began to tremble even more as Kyoujuro ate you out, his tongue lashing almost violently over your swollen clit. You pulled at his hair, not knowing if you were trying to push him away or pull him closer. Your mouth opened in a series of curses as the knot of heat that had been forming in the pit of your belly snapped.

“AHN~” your voice came out loud as you grabbed at his hair, holding him in place as you rode out my orgasm on his tongue. “Shit...Fuck...Oh god...” you panted, your chest heaving as you tried to catch your breath.

He drank every last drop you had to offer. You were always so sweet on his tongue and he loved tasting you. He slowed his fingers until he eased them out of your quivering hole. His tongue still lapped at your clit softly.

Kyoujuro sat back, his chin and neck still wet from your juices. He made a show of sucking his fingers into his mouth, curling his tongue over the long digits. “Thanks for dessert.” he hummed as he stroked his cock, leaning over you. “But I want more now.” He took hold of your still shaking legs and placed them over his shoulders.

You bit your lip when you felt Kyoujuro rub the bulbous head of his length against your weeping slit. He teased you with the tip, bumping it against your clit until you were a sobbing mess. “Kyou...please?” You whined when he increased his teasing, thrusting in shallowly before resuming flicking your clit with just the tip.

“Kyou...” you pleaded, but was met with a light slap to my clit. You bit your lip to stop the scream from leaving your throat.

“You know what my name is, wife.” Kyoujuro said simply as he rubbed his cock along your slick slit, fingers pressing deep into your thighs as he leaned down to lap at your perked nipple. “You want my cock deep inisde this tight cunt?” At your desperate nod, he said, “Then say what I want to hear, little one. Beg for it. That’s my birthday wish.”

“Kyou...Daddy, please fuck me.” you whine out, tears sliding down your face. You needed him inside you so badly. Your body was aching for him. “I want your cock so deep inside me, Daddy. Won’t you please fuck me?” you gasped when Kyoujuro’s lips spread into a satisfied smile and he angled his cock to line the head up with your opening.

With one smooth thrust, he sheathed himself inside. You opened your mouth and let out a wonton sounding moan at the stretch and the fullness you felt. Your tongue lolled out as Kyoujuro started a fast steady pace, his shaft rubbing all the right spots within you.

Kyoujuro pumped his hips into yours, hands tightening around your thighs. He leaned down to press a sloppy kiss to your lips, tongue tangling with yours. “Fuck, baby girl, you’re so damn tight. You’re squeezing my cock so much. It's like your pussy doesn’t want to let it go.” He growled into your ear, as he pushed more of him inside.

“Did you miss my dick that much?” His voice was a growl-like coo as he spoke directly in your ear, hot breath ghosting across your already sensitive flesh. Kyoujuro increased the speed of his thrusts, heavy balls slapping against your ass as the table creaked under your combined weight.

Your mind was swimming from the pleasure that all you could do was hold on to Kyoujuro for dear life as he pounded into you. Your back arched off the table as his thick cockhead pressed against your cervix and mewls left your raw throat.

“Shit, Kyou, right there. Fuck...you’re so good, baby. S’good to me. It feels s’good.” you babbled out, tears streaming down your face to which he licked away before pressing sweet kisses to your lips, swallowing your moans and screams. The sounds of skin against skin echoed through the living room as the semll of sex grew heavier.

His hips continued to rock against yours as his hand slipped down to rub at your clit, making you cream on his cock. “You’re such a good girl. My beautiful wife.” he purred, eyes full of lust and love. All for you. “I love you so goddamn much.”

His other hand carassed at your neck, giving it a few gentle squeezes before trailing down to your breasts. He groaned when your walls clenched tightly around him, so warm and wet. “Shit, princess...You want my cum that badly?” Kyoujuro asked before nipping at your neck. “You want me to breed you? You want me to get you pregnant, love?”

You felt your body clench down on him harder. He was being so lewd and it was such a turn on. “I love you, too.” you pulled him down for another sloppy kiss, tongues meshing together. You nodded your head as you moaned out, “Yes, Kyou! I want your cum so badly. Please breed me. I want to get pregnant. I want us to have kids.”

That twisting ball of heat in your belly snapped as your orgasm washed over you. Your nails dug into his back as your breath caught up in your throat. You managed to choke out his name in broken bits as he continued to pump his cock within you. His stamina always amazed you.

Kyoujuro smiled down at you, watching yourr chest heave from your second intense orgasm. “Little one, I’m not through with you.” His hips snapped into yours as he scooped you up off the table and walked over to the nearest wall. Pressing your back against the smooth surface, he hooked your legs over his shoulder, pressing your thighs up against your chest.

“You have one more, don’t you, love?” He slid his thick cock out until only the pink, bulbous head was left inside and he looked down at the ring of cream that circled the base. “Fuck..you’re so sexy.” Kyoujuro rammed it back inside, his balls slapping against your ass with each heavy thrust. “Gonna breed you so well, my love. Wanna see you so round with my seed. You’d look absolutely beautiful.”

Your mind went numb as he pumped in and out of your cunt, nearly bruising your cervix with his powerful thrusts. You opened your mouth and let out another series of moans as the squelching noises of your love making filled the air. “S’too much, Kyou. M gonna break.” It felt too good, your body was melting. You could feel that knot of heat burning low in your belly threatening to snap. Your head fell back as you surrendered to the pleasure. “Kyou!” you screamed as you came hard, your juices squirting out of you.

He felt your slick spray out of you, dripping down his length and over his balls. “Good fucking girl.” Kyoujuro wasn’t too far behind as his thrusts began more sporadic until he gave one last pump and held still as his thick, white seed colored your insides. “Shit...” he groaned out as he gave you a few shallow thrusts. “You’re so good to me, baby. Thank you.”

He pressed soft kisses to your forehead as he lowered your legs some until he was carrying you in his arms. Kyoujuro cuddled you as he walked you to your shared bedroom. “Did you really mean those words? Do you really want us to have kids?” He had to know that it just was not the mind numbing sex the two of you just had. His words about seeing you round with his child was truly an exciting and beautiful thought to him.

You smiled as Kyoujuro laid you on your bed and grabbed his hand and placed it on your belly. “Of course, baby. We are already pregnant.” You laughed when his eyes widened and he asked you if it was really true. “Yes, Shinobu confirmed it today. Kyou, we’re starting a family.”

Kyoujuro said nothing as he pulled you into a deep embrace, tears sparkling in his eyes. “Thank you, my love. This is the best birthday surprise you could have ever given me.” He pulled away only to press his lips against yours in a sweet kiss, his hand never leaving your stomach.

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