#mitsuri x you

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I still do it better

Obanai x Mitsuri x Fem! Reader

Sequel to I can do it better

Warnings: rough sex, face sitting, cunnilingus, come eating, unprotected sex, creampies, marking and bruising, degrading, praising, overstimulation, consensual restraining, spitting, biting, breast play, scissoring, group sex, threesome, idk man a lot is going on I’m not gonna lie lmfao

Note: here we go! The long awaited part two. Hope y’all enjoy & I apologize if it doesn’t meet your expectations… this is why I kinda hate sequels I can’t lie 😭

The paragraph lengths vary in size because I had to break them up. They were initially massive paragraphs and I know damn well nobody is gonna want to read all that… so I had to break them up a bit half-hazardously

Word count: 10.5k

Your fingers trailed along your thighs, the small crescent shape bruises were nearly faded. For some reason, that made you feel a bit sad. It had been nearly a week since your encounter with the love and serpent pillars and nearly everyday that had passed since had felt as if you weren’t even there. You pulled yourself from your daze, turning to test the warmth of the bath water that you had been waiting on. You set your robes to the side, letting your body sink into the water and relishing in it as if it were a warm embrace.

You flinched at your own thoughts, you had been feeling utterly touch starved. You were silently longing for their warm bed once again, the soft touch of Mitsuri at your back, the warm breath of Obanai fanning across your shoulder. What got you the most is that you were missing him just as much as you were missing her. Not a day had gone by that your mind didn’t linger on that night. You had initially been so scared of it, the rough treatment Obanai bestowed upon you, the way Mitsuri seemingly cheered him on.

Part of you was mortified that you had enjoyed it so thoroughly. Now, you were aching to be treated like that for a second time. You craved the taste of her arousal, the feeling of his hands on you. They had unintentionally ruined you. You sunk lower in the water, not stopping until it reached just below your nose. You couldn’t believe yourself, betrayed by your own thoughts several times while trying to go about your day to day life. You had no concept of how to bring it up again, the physical reminders left on your skin wouldn’t let you forget.

Yet, part of you was aching for more, not quite satisfied with the marks that remained. You wanted more, from both parties. But above all else, you wanted to prove your worth. You wanted to convince Obanai you were worthy of his cum. Your legs kicked in the water, eyes squeezing shut as you came to the conclusion that you’d simply be plagued with these thoughts until you did something about them. Laying alone in your bed after had been the worst part. Having to drag yourself from their warm home and back to your empty quiet one felt like a death sentence.

“You really don’t have to leave just yet.” Mitsuri was worrying around you, fixing your hair neatly after you refused the offer of a bath. You wanted to wash your skin yourself, not create some fantasy that you’d stay here forever. “I’m fine, really Mitsuri. I need to get back in case I’m summoned for a mission.” You waved her off, thanking her quietly after she finished your hair. “Are you sure? You really don’t want to stay longer? We wouldn’t mind.” Obanai didn’t interject, instead he remained quiet as he began wrapping his face once more on the far side of the room.

He had been awfully quiet since waking up, but it wasn’t an uncomfortable silence like you were used to. “I appreciate the offer. I truly do. But I have to get back to my own home.” Your hands fidgeted in your lap, moving to stand with a slight limp. “You can’t even walk properly, please stay. Let us help you… it’s the least we could do.” You felt warmth spread across your face, especially since you caught Obanai chuckling softly. “Mitsuri please, if she wants to leave, let her leave.” You didn’t want to leave, but you knew if you stayed you’d fall in deep and never recover.

Little did you know the damage was already done. “Alright… but if you need us, you know where to find us.” Mitsuri’s hands fell to her kimono, fidgeting because she couldn’t quite figure out how to say goodbye. It was a one time thing, there were no strings attached from it. At least that’s what you told yourself as you bowed to them, stepping off their front porch and heading back the way you had come. It was a one time thing, nothing more. It repeated like a mantra as you limped back, face holding on to the embarrassed warmth as you tried your damn hardest to not look like you had just got your ass handed to you. “Damn him.”

You pushed yourself up, the bath water sloshing dangerously close to the edge. “What the hell am I going to do?” you whined to no one, your voice bouncing off the walls and right back at you. It felt like you were being taunted at this point, like the universe was waiting to see how long you would take to crack. You had to wonder what would happen if you just gave in. What if you just dragged your sorry ass back to their estate and begged for a second round… a rematch.

“Don’t be ridiculous.” you rubbed your face, trying your hardest to ignore the slow throb between your legs as your mind betrayed you yet again. “You’re a great stress reliever.” Obanai’s words lingered, probably a lot longer than they should have. The various things he had said to you felt as if they had been engraved on your skin. “Stay still and he’ll stop.” Mitsuri’s voice echoed softly, the gentle scrape of her nails on the back of your skull. Every time you close your eyes, you see them. “This has to be some sort of curse. Maybe Shinobu has something she could give me that will make me forget.”

Forget about the ache of wanting to people who would never want you back. You got out of the bath, not quite able to enjoy it the way you hoped you would be able to. The water ran off of you in rivets, the steam of the room was warm enough to not draw a shiver from you as you reached for a towel to dry yourself off. It was as if your body moved on autopilot, dressing yourself in one of your finer kimonos. It was a risky move, but you couldn’t keep going on like this without at least trying. Your fingers trailed along your face, head tilting left and right to make sure your hair looked alright.

You reached for your perfumed oils, dabbing a bit on your pulse points. You hesitated for a moment, wondering if putting on a bit of makeup would be too much. In the end you decided against it, you’d head out as you were. The worst that could happen would be rejection, then maybe you’d be able to move on. “It’s nearly 10pm, showing up at their home at this time will make me seem insane.” Yet, you were still stepping off your porch and into the moonlight, a clear destination in your mind. You sighed, knowing there was also the chance that neither of them may be home.

It was night after all, they could be patrolling their sectors and not be home till morning. Then, you’d feel like an absolute desperate idiot for doing this. Yet, the off chance that things would fall perfectly into place started propelling you further. The walk itself wasn’t a long one, you had come to find that you only lived about fifteen minutes from the two pillar’s estate. Thinking back on it, you only found your way home because of Mitsuri’s crow guiding you. How it knew your coordinates you’d never know, especially since Mitsuri had never been to your home. That, however, was a question for another day.

You steadied your breathing as the trees grew few and far between, eventually leading to the open space that their shared estate resides on. The estate itself was large, not as large as the butterfly estate but still quite spacious. A simple stone pathway leads up to the large roofed porch and double doors that would grant you entrance. You had to admire the amount of work Mitsuri put into her home, various wild flowers were planted along the pathway. You kept moving, slightly motivated by the various windows that held the light of glowing candles. It seems the two pillars were home, honestly it sent a chill of anxiety down your spine. Things had been so much easier when Mitsuri was the one initiating everything.

You stopped just before the small set of stairs leading up to the door, the quiet rustle of fabric making the hair on the back of your neck prickle. “Are you trying to scare the shit out of me, Obanai?” Your jaw clenched after speaking, a lame attempt at acting tough when in truth he’d scared the shit out of you. “Good to know you have some sort of spatial awareness.” He emerged from the shadows a moment later, still dressed in his corps uniform with Kaburamaru still sitting around his neck. You bit your tongue, scrunching your nose in disdain as he gave you a once over. “I noticed you as I was walking home, took a shortcut to beat you here.'' He looked almost smug about it, arms moving to cross his chest as he waited for you to say something.

“Oh so you’ve just finished patrolling for the night? I guess you’ll be of no use for what I came here for… Mitsuri’s home though, right?” You moved up the stairs, freezing when his arm shot out to prevent you from making it to the door. “That’s a sharp tongue for someone who’s trying to enter my house.” you glanced down at his arm before looking back up at him. “It’s the truth… I did come here for your girlfriend after all… not you.” You couldn’t see it, but you could just tell there was a shit eating grin creeping up his face. “You’re such a fucking liar.” you forced your expression to remain neutral, you knew you were a liar but you had hoped he wouldn’t see straight through you. “Don’t flatter yourself.” Kaburamaru hissed softly, reaching out to look at you better.

“Even Kaburamaru knows you’re full of shit.” Obanai’s hand moved to mockingly allow you entrance, pointing to the front door. “But if you’re so determined, go ahead and enter. I’m sure Mitsuri will be thrilled to see you.” There was a catch, you could tell by the glint in his eyes. There was something he knew that you didn’t. You stepped tentatively, pausing as your hand reached for the knob. “Go on, since you’re so desperate for her, there should be nothing holding you back.” The bite in his tone, everything you did that so much as pissed him off would only come around to bite you later.

That’s what it was, you realized quickly as you pushed on the knob and entered. He was observing your every move to use against you. “Obanai? That you?” Mitsuri’s voice echoed through the entryway, “Yeah, it’s me. We have a guest.” The rustle of cloth was followed by footsteps. “A guest?” Pink hair rounded the corner a moment later. Mitsuri’s hair was down, holding a faint wave from her three braids she typically wore. She was dressed in her sleepwear, the front of her kimono dangerously low and exposing her breasts. “I was just getting ready for bed. I didn't think we–Y/N!?”she stopped rubbing her eyes, blinking in surprise as she looked you over.

“Y-yeah, it’s me. If you were getting ready for bed then I can go…” You stopped mid-step backwards as Obanai’s hand grabbed your upper arm. “No! No it’s no trouble at all…I uhm…I assume…” Mitsuri’s face was steadily turning pink, apparently it was too obvious to everyone as to why you had hauled yourself over here. “She’s here for the reason you think, lovely. Seems she can’t stop thinking about you… though she claims to want nothing to do with me.” Obanai’s grip tightened, duo-tone eyes watching Mitsuri’s shift between the two of you.

“O-oh I see… well…” You could see the slight disappointment in her gaze, you wanted to turn and slap the serpent pillar for making you seem like a complete asshole. “That’s not true!” you swallowed your pride, even though it was literally the last thing you wanted to do. There was no point and no fun in any of this if Mitsuri was uncomfortable by the idea of you wanting nothing to do with her boyfriend. “Oh, It’s not?” Obanai jeered, he needed to hear you say it. “You’re such a dick, though I’m sure you know that…'' you glanced at Mitsuri, not able to hold Obanai’s gaze as you spoke.

“I-I came here because I can’t stop thinking about either of you. If you’re willing…I’d like to do it all again.” Heat flooded your body from head to toe, primarily in your ears. Neither spoke, for a moment you had to question if you’d crossed a line. “You would? Really?” Mitsuri’s eyes seemed to regain their sparkle, hands clasping excitedly in front of her. “Y-yes… if you’d have me… both of you.” Obanai should have known you’d turn into nothing more than a timid kitten when in Mitsuri’s presence. He couldn’t necessarily say he blamed you for it. As kind as she was, she was someone you didn’t want to upset or disappoint.

“Of course we’ll have you. Come along, let’s go upstairs, we can discuss more there.” Mitsuri’s hand reached for your own, Obanai’s grip letting you go as she dragged you towards the stairs. He stayed behind for a moment, watching Mitsuri practically hauled you up the stairs in her own haste. He had expected you to return a lot quicker than you did, for a moment he almost found himself impressed by your will to resist your desires. “Obanai?” Mitsuri’s voice pulled him from his daze, “Coming, I was just taking off my shoes.” his sandals were kicked off a moment later, Kaburamaru hissing softly. “Yes, I know. I’ll give you your dinner in a moment.”

“He’ll take a moment, he has to put Kaburamaru to bed. For now, make yourself comfortable.” The sleepiness the love pillar had felt was long since forgotten, replaced by a bubbling heat and shiver of excitement. There had been so many things she wanted to do, so many things that she had thought about doing since you had left that day. She had even considered going over to your estate only a few days after the fact to ask you if you’d like to do it all again. Obanai had convinced her otherwise, saying it was better if you came to them since they were the ones to go to you first.

He was certain you’d come back, though Mitsuri couldn’t really figure out why he was so sure of it. “You look beautiful.” Mitsuri smiled as she looked you over. “Oh-thank you… you look beautiful as well.” You hoped it looked effortless, as effortless as Mitsuri looked. Though something about the smile on her face told you she knew you had put a little bit of time into your appearance before coming over. “You’re so cute, y/n-chan. You’re trying so hard to not seem flustered but I see right through you.” She sauntered across the room, not stopping until she stood right before you. One motion and you knew she wanted you to open your legs, allowing her closer.

“You’re desperate aren’t you? It’s okay to admit it…” she reached to hold your face, holding you so you couldn’t look away from her. “… I am too.” “Y-you are?” You weren’t sure why you felt so vulnerable, part of you felt like you were a bother for coming over. “Of course I am, I’ve been thinking about you since you left last week. I wanted to go after you the moment you disappeared from our sight. I even had my crow follow you to make sure you got home alright.” Her thumb was brushing your cheek bone, green eyes scanning every inch of your features. “That so?” Your voice was just above a whisper, hoarse with desire. Her gentle reassurance quickly had your doubt melting away, replacing it with the desire that had driven you to this point.

“Of course it’s so.” Obanai was standing in the doorway, his haori discarded somewhere out of your sight. “Mitsuri…and I… were concerned about you. You left quickly after all, you never gave us a chance to discuss things with you.” “Discuss things…?” You glanced between the two pillars. “Yes, a lot happened, you know. And you were scurrying out the door… I should say limping out the door…” Mitsuri shot him a look, one that had him throwing his hands in his defense. “…anyways. I didn’t take it easy on you, then you were quick to leave after. Would have been nice if you stuck around to at least assure me you enjoyed yourself. I may treat you like a dick but I’m not heartless.” He stepped into the room, making his way to the vanity table Mitsuri had set up. “So, before we do anything… Did you enjoy yourself last time? Anything you’d like to do differently this time?” He began to unwrap his bandages, Mitsuri’s hands gently guided you back to looking at her. “Well, y/n? Did you enjoy yourself?”

“I… of course I did. I mean I was a bit overwhelmed at first but… I enjoyed it a lot. I… wouldn't have you do anything differently… honestly.” Your eyes squeezed shut as you uttered the last words, finally admitting to yourself more so than them that you did, in fact, enjoy the rough treatment. “That’s good to hear, though it would have been better to hear it a week ago.” Mitsuri let go of your cheek as Obanai spoke, stepping away from you with a small smile. Your head turned to look at the serpent pillar, face growing warm as you observed his unmasked face. Even in the dull glow of the candle light his scars stuck out. His eyebrows raised subtly, as if he was surprised to see you staring. You looked away quickly, chewing on your inner cheek in a failed attempt at not being embarrassed for getting caught.

“Well, if we’re all on the same page… why don’t we give it another go?” Mitsuri was shouldering off her kimono as she spoke, an innocent smile plastered to her face as her breasts spilled out of the top. There was something almost comical about the way both you and Obanai’s eyes zeroed in on her breasts, as if she were dangling candy in front of a baby. “Y-yeah… another go sounds good…” your skin prickled with desire, hands coming down to pull at the belt that kept your kimono in place. You stood a little quicker than you intended, the garment falling apart half hazardously as you tried to shoulder it off. “Eager… how cute.” Mitsuri was in front of you a moment later, helping you tug the garments off as Obanai observed quietly as he did before.

He loved to let Mitsuri take the lead, obediently waiting for her green light to do as he pleased. He didn’t mind it in the slightest, especially not when he was watching two women undress each other. His arms came to cross over his chest again, falling to lean back against the wall. You took the opportunity to close the distance, crashing your lips to Mitsuri’s and swallowing the noises of surprise she made. Your hands found her breasts easily, kneading the soft flesh for a moment before you moved closer, pressing your chest to hers. The noises of approval, her hands on your bare waist as your kimono fell in a heap on the floor, every motion causing your confidence to soar. “…bed.” It was breathless, saliva connecting your lips even after separating.

You let her go, dropping back to your spot on the edge of the bed. “Perfect… Now lay back.” You did as she asked, propping yourself on your elbows to watch her bend down to toss both of your kimonos to the side. “Obanai… you’ll do as I ask, right?” Your gaze shifted between the two, the smile on his face was enough to make your heart skip. “Of course.” It was almost effortless, as if the two had discussed things prior to your arrival. “Good.” Mitsuri was crawling onto the bed a moment later, arms and legs caging you in as she smiled down at you. “Lay back fully, no need for you to be up at all.” Again, you did as she instructed, completely enthralled by her and her closeness. “You did such a good job last time, eating me out and such…” you swallowed, eyes widening as your hazy brain began connecting the dots.

“I want you to do it again… just a different position this time. If that’s alright?” You blinked a few times, “you’re asking if it's alright to sit on my face?” You needed to hear her say it, not just imply it. Mitsuri’s face warmed considerably at your bluntness. “That’s exactly what I’m asking.” Yet she didn’t miss a beat. “Then, yes. Absolutely it’s alright.” There was no point in hiding your eagerness, not when your entire body seemed to throb with the desire to please her… and to please yourself. “Good girl…” the sudden praise sent a shiver through you, hands reaching to find purchase on her thighs as she crawled further up your body. “Real quick before we start… one tap on my thigh signals that you’re doing good when I ask. Two taps means you need to pause… three means you can’t breathe and need me to get up. Simple enough?”

This was a new side of Mitsuri, a side that took charge when Obanai wasn’t in the mix just yet. You loved it. “Yes, that’s simple enough.” You swore you heard Obanai chuckle at your obedience. Then again you couldn’t be annoyed when Mitsuri’s cunt was just inches from your face. “Alright then…” you swallowed again, watching as Mitsuri pushed herself up one last time. Plush thighs caged your head, Mitsuri’s cunt was hovering just above your face now. “Sit… please.” You begged softly, all too eager to feel her soft thighs squeeze your head. Mitsuri chuckled softly but lowered herself down just as you asked. Your tongue darted out immediately, licking fat stripes up her folds until they were slick with your saliva. Your nails dug into the soft plush of her thighs, dragging her down further as you lapped at her entrance.

The angle itself caused your nose to bump her clit every few passes, but created the perfect position to edge her for a while. Soft noises escaped the woman above you, her hips rocking ever so slight against your eager tongue. You drew the first moan from her when you tilted just enough to graze her clit with your tongue. Her warmth was intoxicating, making you feel warm all over as you licked and sucked at her cunt. Tentatively you prodded her entrance, collecting the taste of her arousal on your tongue as her head fell back. “You’re so good at this…” the feeling of her hands threading through your hair sent you into overdrive, tongue moving even quicker against her dripping cunt. The longer you worked on her the more prominent the throb between your own legs became.

“Spread your legs for me, please…” she moaned softly, hand reaching back to tap the flesh of your thigh. You spread them effortlessly and without hesitation, shivering as your cunt was revealed to the cooler air of the room. You were wet, embarrassingly so at this point. After only a few minutes of eating her out, you were dripping and needy. You weren’t quite sure what she was planning, considering she went back to gripping your hair and moaning praises as you worked. You nearly forgot about it after a minute, especially as Mitsuri’s first orgasm hit her at full speed. “O-oh fuck…” she yelped, hips jerking agaisnt your unrelenting tongue until she pulled herself up just a bit. You could catch your breath for a moment before tugging her desperately back down… she wasn’t going to deny you after all.

You tilted your chin upwards again, angling yourself to lick and suck at her already sensitive clit. Her whimpers and moans were all you could hear over the muffling of her thighs caging your head. When you felt something wet and warm on your own cunt, it came as a complete surprise. The noise that left you proved it, Mitsuri’s laughter following. “Don’t worry… it’s just Obanai.” You figured that much but the realization that his tongue was on your pussy was enough to freeze you up for a moment, mind drawing a blank. You tapped twice, shock causing you to need a moment so you could gasp for air. Mitsuri lifted herself, smiling down at you as Obanai’s hands gripped the flesh of your thighs, keeping them spread. “Don’t tell me you can’t handle this…” Obanai’s mouth was hovering your cunt, eyes trailing over your breasts and further up to taken in Mitsuri’s ass and back. “You caught her by surprise.”

Mitsuri spoke for you, rather likely the way your pupils seemed to dilate in response. Obanai made a noise of disinterest before lowering again, tongue slipping between your folds to prod at your clit. A shaky gasp left you, body feeling so warm you swore you’d melt into a puddle. You dragged Mitsuri back down, needing to feel her weight back on you. It was almost comforting in an odd way. You lapped at her cunt the best you could, a wet mess of your saliva and her arousal covered your chin. All the while Obanai was teasing your entrance with one finger, mouth suctioned to your aching clit. He was relentless, just like last time, not giving you any moment to adjust by starting off rough and fast.

You could already feel the familiar tension building, everything was too much, making you too sensitive. The moment he curled that one finger your thighs shook, but it wasn’t enough to push you over the edge. He knew that, which is why he kept doing it. The goosebumps that prickled your skin were a dead giveaway to him. So he didn’t adjust whatsoever, instead he dangled your orgasm right out of your reach. Every thrust of his finger had arousal dripping out of you, wetter and wetter as his saliva covered your cunt. You tried your best to keep up, the awkward angle making it a bit hard to do exactly what you wanted.

So, you tapped her thigh twice. “You okay?” She cooed softly, chest heaving as she had been just seconds away from coming a second time. “Yeah but…” you moaned as Obanai added a second finger, laughing softly at your reaction. “Can you turn around? Sit on my face the other direction.” It would be much easier for you if she could do that. “Oh? Sure…” Mitsuri moved herself around, locking eyes with Obanai as she did. He pulled away from your cunt, mouth and chin shining with your arousal. “Hey pretty.” You sucked in a breath, not used to the tender voice he was using with her.

Mitsuri giggled softly, moving backwards until she was hovering over your face again. Obanai watched, two fingers still knuckle deep and scissoring you open. You dragged Mitsuri down again, lips suction to her clit and sucking. “O-oh!” Mitsuri nearly fell forward, the new intensity bringing her right back to the brink of her second orgasm. “O-Obanai… can I?” His eyes shifted from her face to where your mouth was. After a second he connected the dots. “By all means, pretty.” You had no idea what was going on above and below you, too focused on getting her to cum a second time. Your chest seemed to freeze, breath sucked straight from your lungs as you felt Mitsuri’s body press to yours.

A second later you felt what was undeniably her tongue, not Obanai’s. The realization along with the sensation was almost dizzying. Obanai’s fingers resumed their normal pace as he watched Mitsuri eat you out instead of him. This time there was no edging, no teasing, Mitsuri was determined to bring you over the edge the same time you bought her over it. Which wouldn’t be hard at all considering how worked up you’d been due to Obanai’s stingy attitude. There was something incredibly lewd about the sight before him, maybe it was the sounds… no it was definitely the sounds… that were getting him the most.

Your pussy was squelching with each thrust of his fingers, walls suctioning to them as if you were trying to hold onto him. There were also the noises you were both making, the moans, the sound of wet tongues sliding along each other’s most sensitive parts… he cursed under his breath. His pants were far too tight, even though he had discarded his uniform top his skin was way too warm. He withdrew his fingers a moment later, placing his hand back on your other thigh to keep you spread. Your arousal smeared across your skin where his fingers gripped you, if you weren’t so occupied you would have complained about his withdrawal.

Obanai, however, had other plans. He watched Mitsuri for a moment longer before ducking his own head back down. The love pillar seemed a bit surprised as his head brushed hers, it only took a moment to understand what he was after. The angle was a bit awkward but he managed to fit his face down where Mitsuri couldn’t reach. While she was busy sucking on your clit, Obanai began fucking you with his tongue. Now your mind was really going hazy, your tongue’s eagerness halting all together as you simply forgot how to breathe. It was almost too much, too much warmth, too much stimulation… way too lewd for you to handle when Mitsuri was sitting snugly on your face.

You ached to see it, letting your imagination run wild with the ideas of what the two pillars looked like as they ate you out. Mitsuri took the initiative to begin rocking her hips against you, needing to reach her own release a second time. Especially since it was so close, she couldn’t let you leave her hanging again. Mitsuri’s gasp sent you spiraling, orgasm washing over you so intensely that you couldn’t help but cry out against her cunt as she came with you. After a few seconds, Mitsuri pushed herself off of you, falling to a heap right beside you on the bed. Obanai pulled away, taking the opportunity to stand and begin undoing the belt of his pants.

He looked over both of you, chests heaving as you tried to calm down. “Don’t tell me you’ve both worn yourselves out.” there was a small bit of relief as the restriction of his uniform fell off of him. He wiped his mouth of your arousal, watching as Mitsuri pushed herself up to look down at you. “S-still with us?” You nodded, hands rubbing your face to get rid of the shine. “Y-yeah… fuck.” Mitsuri smiled, different from her others, lazier. It sent your heart into a frenzy. “Do you wanna lay this way instead? It’ll be easier for what I want to do next.” You did as she asked, moving to lay on the bed regularly rather than sprawling across it.

“W-what exactly do you have in mind.” You had come to the conclusion that the two pillars must have discussed things at some point. Given the fact that Obanai wasn’t raising any questions, instead giving Mitsuri full reigns to do as she pleased for the time being. “Don’t worry, you get to relax for this. I’ll be doing all the work.” You let her move your legs, spreading them wide to reveal your cunt again. You watched her curiously, turning her body to hook one of your legs under her own. It took a moment but you quickly realized what she was doing yet again. “I-oh… I see…”

Your hands found purchase in their bedsheets, a terrible attempt at grounding yourself as Mitsuri slotted her cunt against yours. “I heard that this is supposed to be pretty fun.” She commented offhandedly, rocking her hips against yours. It was warm, slick enough that her hips gilded easily. Obanai studied you particularly closely, watching as you angled yourself better to aid Mitsuri. It was a bit addicting, watching the two of you fumble around. He would gladly let Mitsuri try all of the things she didn’t get to last time, but there was only so long he could wait before needing to put you back in your place.

The throbbing was only getting worse, but Obanai was a man of patience, he could resist his own temptation in order to really take it out on you. He’d never admit it to your face, but he’d been thinking about you just as often as Mitsuri had been. He was eagerly waiting for you to come crawling back, begging for more, just as Mitsuri hoped you would. Though she worded it far nicer than he ever could.

“Do you think she’s alright…” Mitsuri sighed, clinging to Obanai’s arm a moment later as you finally disappeared from their sight. “She’s fine, she’ll likely walk off the limp by the end of the day.” The dissatisfied sigh that left the woman beside him was enough for him to know that’s not what she meant. “You were really rough on her, I’ve never seen you act like that in the bedroom.” Obanai knew that was coming, though for the first time in a long time he didn’t feel like explaining himself on the matter.

“If she didn’t like it, she would have asked me to stop.” Silence fell between the two as they stood in the doorway of their estate. He really wished you hadn’t run off so quickly, there were far too many questions that they wanted answers to. “Should I go visit her tomorrow?” Obanai shook his head, taking a step back and pulling Mitsuri along with him as they entered their estate once more. “Leave her be for now. If she wants to, she’ll come back when she’s ready.” Mitsuri didn’t seem satisfied with that answer but decided to leave it alone.

“Mitsuri, you’ll have us here for hours at this rate.” Obanai was moving onto the bed, you realized that at some point he had discarded all of his clothing. You’d been much too busy with Mitsuri to even notice. “B-but… it’s so…” she huffed, the tingling remnants of an orgasm hovering just out of her reach. “It’s frustrating, that’s what it is.” He was moving behind her, hands trailing up her sides. “See, you’re even breaking a sweat, pretty girl.” His tone was enough to make you look away, for some reason it felt more intimate than the position you and Mitsuri were in.

“I-I’m so… close just give us a minute.” Mitsuri’s hips swiveled against yours quicker, whining softly as Obanai’s hands made it to her breasts. You glanced at her again, one hand reaching forward in hopes of her coming closer. She caught on, breaking away from her boyfriend to crash her lips to yours. For a moment, Obanai was reminded of the fact that this was likely still a competition in your eyes. Essentially being ignored for this long was finally getting on his nerves. He was more than willing to let Mitsuri have her fun, but your sly little tricks to keep Mitsuri away from him… he was at his wits end. “You’re not as subtle as you think.” You knew it was directed at you, that alone had you smiling into her hungry kiss.

Obanai clicked his tongue, moving to pull Mitsuri back towards him. “C’mon now, you’ve had your fun…” he cooed as she gasped, her third orgasm of the night hitting her as she fell into him. You were dazed, Obanai had pulled her away just before you were able to cum. “Remember what we talked about?” You watched them intently, pushing yourself up into a sitting position with your legs still tangled in her’s. “I-I Sorta do.” Obanai chuckled, motioning for Mitsuri to sit up by the pillows. “You’ll remember better in a minute.” He let her go, watching as she untangled herself from you.

With Mitsuri out of the way, you were left on full display for Obanai. Nothing was separating him from you now, especially as Mitsuri settled just behind you on the mattress. “I’d like to think that we’ve been lingering in your mind.” the comment had scrunching your nose, not quite seeing where he was taking this. “Tell me, have you touched yourself thinking about us?” your legs immediately wanted to snap shut as his eyes dragged over your glistening cunt. “I haven’t actually… couldn’t satisfy myself in the way you both did.” It tumbled past your lips despite your body’s natural reaction to shrink away.

Obanai seemed pleased with that answer, hand wrapping around the base of his neglected cock, finally giving it a small bit of attention. “Hmm? That’s just what I wanted to hear.” he chuckled softly, breathier than normal as he stroked himself slowly. “How pathetic you must have looked…felt…nothing but your fingers and it still did nothing for you.” He ruined you, so did Mitsuri. If you had the capacity to think of anything outside of the two of them at this given moment… You’d be wondering how you’d go on with your life after this came to an end. “Probably sounded pathetic too…” you weren’t sure what made you want to feed into his narrative, but the red coating his cheeks as he spoke to you made you want to see him crumble.

“Hmm? Why’s that?” Mitsuri spoke for you, hands coming up to run through your disheveled hair with her eyes locked on Obanai’s fist. “Couldn’t stop whining… it was frustrating you know… kept thinking about the two of you…” Obanai inhaled sharply, torn between wanting to put you in your place and ease your previous frustrations. Though he couldn’t understand why he was even torn in the first place… that was a thought for later. “Oh? I’d that’s the case why don’t you tell me how badly you want this.” He motioned to his cock, head tilting and eager to hear what you would say.

“Haven’t I given you enough? Or would you rather I fuck your girlfriend again to prove it?” Mitsuri suppressed a giggle, shifting herself so your head was in her lap. Leaning her weight on her free hand, she continued to stroke your hair. Obanai huffed out a humorless laugh, “You’re still a fucking pain.” You yelped as he suddenly grabbed your ankles, holding them as tightly. “Mitsuri, remember now?” Obanai’s tone changed as he spoke to her, purposely ignoring your wide eyes. “Yeah, I believe I do.” Her fingers left your hair, trailing down to your arm and stopping when she reached your wrist.

You glanced up at her, watching as she found herself a new position and reached for your other wrist. Now, she sat behind you, head on her lap and legs tucked neatly underneath herself. She brought your wrists together slowly, holding them in a gentle grip that you knew you wouldn’t be able to escape from even if you wanted to. “Good job.” Obanai cooed as he moved closer, shifting his grip from your ankles to your calves as he pushed your legs towards your chest. “Mitsuri wanted me to take it easier on you this time around, she’d like me to be gentle with you…” now, he fully pressed your legs to your chest, forcing you into an awkward position, one you couldn’t move from. “I told her no.”

You swallowed, being completely restrained sent a chill down your spine, the second orgasm you’d been denied of only moments prior was prickling your skin. That familiar throb returned, aching so deeply it was as if you never came in the first place. Obanai angled himself, pressing the dull head of his cock to your weeping entrance, no assistance needed. “You don’t mind, right? You like when I use you like a fuck toy… it’s why you came back, yeah?” You would say or agree to anything in that moment, especially with the way he was shallowly thrusting against you, teasing you by not entering at all.

“C’mon…I won’t do anything till you tell me I’m right…” he pressed his hips forward, the head of his cock splitting you open. You inhaled sharply, hands flexing in Mitsuri’s grasp as you sought for something to ground you. “Y-yes… fuck you… seriously… but yes. Use me… please just fucking—“ Obanai cut you off, pressing his hips forward and bottoming out immediately, watching intently as you squealed and squirmed from the sudden intrusion. Your eyes had squeezed shut, lips trembling as you tried to steady your breathing. You were wet enough that bottoming out within a second hadn’t hurt but the stretch had certainly taken your breath away.

“Ah, Obanai…” Mitsuri’s brows were creased with worry, easily switching both of your wrists to one hand so she could caress your cheek with the other. “She can take it.” He spoke through gritted teeth, heart thumping wildly as your walls spasmed and suctioned to him. Maybe he had neglected himself a little too much during you and Mitsuri’s foreplay. He could feel himself throbbing, threatening already to spill a load deep inside of you. It pissed him off to no end, especially since he had no intentions of cumming in you. He still didn’t think you were quite ready for that yet, he still didn’t think you deserved it. “Can you?” Mitsuri’s question caught both of you off guard, your eyes flying wide to stare up at Mitsuri before moving to stare at Obanai who was hovering over you.

“Oh? You’re picking up on her sharp tongue, aren’t you, pretty girl.” Obanai chuckled, though you could tell it was a bit strained. He hadn’t moved yet, the grip on your legs would likely leave bruises. It thrilled you. Mitsuri sighed, thumb still rubbing along your cheek as she gripped your wrists together. “Just seems like you’re trying not to cum, Obanai.” You didn’t think she had it in her, her voice had taken on a sultry undertone, different from the breathy whines she bestowed upon you. “Watch it…” he gritted out, face bright red as his eyes squeezed shut.

He hadn’t expected Mitsuri to defend you… though he couldn’t say that he didn’t enjoy seeing her do so. “Well? Is her pussy that good?” You swore you were dreaming, that’s what it is, you were dreaming right? You never would have thought Mitsuri was capable of talking in such a way. Obanai seemed a bit hesitant, as if she were testing him by asking. “I’m serious, it’s not like I have the ability to feel it the way you do…” it clicked, she was a bit envious. “I mean I know how good it feels from the outside… but inside… ahh I wish I could know! Tell me please, Obanai.”

For a moment your eyes locked, you and Obanai sharing the same look of disbelief as Mitsuri rambled on. It took him a moment to collect himself, he had gotten passed the point of nearly coming but now he needed to wrap his brain around everything Mitsuri had said. “I…uhm…good… it feels good.” He swallowed, looking up at Mitsuri through his lashes. “Ah that’s not good enough! Describe it to me…” she whined softly, the feeling making your entire body squirm. You needed him to move, if not you were convinced you’d lose your mind being stuffed so full while listening to them speak in such a way about you.

“It’s…shit… it’s warm…” it was a slow start, just as slow as he dragged his hips backwards before pushing in again. The fraction of a movement, barely there but enough to have you gritting your teeth. “C’mon Obanai… you can do better than that…” Mitsuri sighed “you could also do better if you moved.” She had a disappointing tone, as if upset Obanai wasn’t doing as she asked of him. That seemed to be enough to jumpstart his brain…and his hips… as he gasped. Legs still pressed to your chest, he used them for leverage as he pulled nearly all the way out before slamming back into you.

A loud, shaking moan slipped past your lips as he repeated the process, pistoning his hips until you couldn’t see straight. “I’m waiting…” she mewled softly, watching your face contorted in pleasure while Obanai seemed to be biting his tongue. “It’s…” he groaned as your walls suctioned and spasmed around him, your cunt was good, too good even, and it irked him to no end. Admitting that out loud just may kill him, but disappointing Mitsuri seemed like a far worse fate to face. “It’s good…fuck it’s so wet.”

You inhaled sharply, skin prickling with sweat as he spoke. Your pain was fully outweighed by the pleasure, though you were certain your body would be sore after. “It’s tight too, hot and wet and tight…soft…” his hips stuttered as he lost control over his words, taking only a moment before he found his rhythm again. “And it’s still undeserving of my cock.” He gritted out, looking you in the eye now without any embarrassment. “It’s the pussy of a little fucking whore.” The smile was strained, but it sent a shrill of arousal through your entire body, walls fluttering uncontrollably.

“Oh…” she cooed softly, urging him to keep going as your moans turned to cries. Tears burned your eyes, clit throbbing and neglected as he continued to pound into you. You couldn’t even figure out where the tears had come from, but that didn’t matter one bit. Not when Obanai’s pupils seemed to drown out the color of his eyes, completely enthralled by the wet streams running towards your temples. He wanted to see them streak your face, the same way they did when he shoved his cock so far down your throat… “What a little whore… mad that I won’t make you my cum dumpster?”

He chuckled, hips meeting your body particularly hard, dragging an unrestrained yelp from you. “Answer me or I won’t move.” Mitsuri was quietly hypnotized by the scene playing out right before her, cunt throbbing with needy desire. She couldn’t tell who she wanted to be more… Obanai was never this rough with her but she’d give anything to experience you the way he was right now.

“Obanai…” you whined softly, his own name coming from your lips caught him by surprise. “Please…” you didn’t even know what you were asking for, uttering the words in hope that he’d somehow decipher it. “Obanai… kiss her.” Mitsuri instructed softly, the tears leaking from your eyes never slowed. Obanai stopped for a minute, teasing you by only leaving half of his length inside.

“Kiss her? Why should I do that?” He hadn’t kissed you ever, not last time and you assumed he wouldn’t this time. “Because I want you to… I’m sure she wants you to… you want to.” Mitsuri’s face was flushed, pupils dilated and eyes filled with need. Obanai couldn’t say no when she looked like that. You watched him, chest heaving as you sniffled, waiting for him to act. Obanai shifted more of his weight onto you, hands gripping your legs so intensely you were certain there would be bruises for a while. His hips pushed into you again, just as his lips crashed to yours. It was sloppy, a mess of teeth and tongue.

You cried into the kiss, the new closeness allowed you the tiniest bit of friction for your aching clit. Each thrust had his hips slapping into yours, abdomen pressing to your lower half just as tightly. Obanai seemed to lose himself a bit, kissing you so deeply you forgot how to breathe. He parted a moment later, head ducking to bury itself in your neck as he bit down on the sensitive skin. You yelped, body flinching as his teeth threatened to break your skin. “There…” he pulled away, admiring the deep indents of his teeth.

Mitsuri watched as your lips met his again, the bed shaking with the force of his thrusts. She had to wonder how he was holding up so well, considering he was seconds away from falling apart after entering you. Though, maybe that offhand thought had jinxed him. Obanai’s thrusts turned sloppy, he was convinced he could last long enough to pull out of you right when the timing was right. It wouldn’t be that hard, he’s done it before.

Yet you continued to prove him wrong, walls tightening like a vice around his cock, pulling his orgasm straight through him. He gasped into your mouth, pure shock as he dragged his hips out of you, spurting the rest of his release on your cunt. Though, it had been too late, some of his cum had been released deep inside of you. His face was bright red, a look of shock on all three of your faces as his lips parted from yours. The room was quiet save for your ragged breathing, you couldn’t quite believe that he had messed up. Though it drew a cocky smile up your tired face, “I-I thought you weren’t gonna give me your cum… thought I wasn’t good enough…” you glanced up a Mitsuri, her eyes locked on your cum covered cunt.

Obanai couldn’t meet your eyes for a moment, he too was watching his own release slip out of your fluttering hole. “Mitsuri…” his voice was low, the grip on your legs finally loosening enough for you to relax them a bit. “Hmm?” She was hiding a smile, wishing he would have dumped the whole load in. “You’re going to fix this.” He moved away from you entirely, dick still twitching with need despite coming. “Fix it?” She let go of your wrists, watching as you managed to stretch while keeping your legs spread in order to not smear his cum. “Yes, you’re going to clean her up… with your mouth.” Obanai had made enough room for Mitsuri to take his place, hand wrapping around his cock tightly.

“And you’re going to make up for it.” You watched him motion towards his cock before meeting her eyes again. “You caused this, after all.” You blinked, watching Mitsuri move without hesitation, settling below you on her stomach, ass in the air for him. “H-how’d Mitsuri cause this?” You yelped as the pink haired woman dragged her nails over your thighs, hands kneading the squishy flesh before dragging you closer. “Doesn’t matter, but seeing that she’s complying so easily, she knows I’m right.” Mitsuri only chuckled, tongue licking up your thigh. You couldn’t complain, not when you still felt a cocky sense of pride over what happened. 

Instead of cleaning you up like he instructed, Mitsuri used two fingers to collect the rest of his release. You gasped as she plunged both fingers inside, forcing more of his cum in you. Obanai watched with parted lips, hand coming to knead the flesh of Mitsuri’s ass before lining his cock up with her entrance. “She really is rubbing off on you, you’re usually so obedient.” Mitsuri hummed before moving her mouth to hover over your clit, looking at you with a small smile. “I’ve come to see why y/n finds it so fun to mess with you… you’re pretty hot when you’re mad and embarrassed.” Her mouth met your clit a moment later, tongue lapping at it. 

Obanai scoffed, rosy blush on his cheeks as he pressed his hips forward. Even when mad, he still managed to take things easy on her. At least… easier than he did with you. Mitsuri’s stuttering breath had your head tilting back, the orgasm that had been dangled out of your reach that whole time was now in your grasp. Sloppy and uneven thrusts forced Mitsuri’s mouth against your cunt in various amounts of pressure. The tension in your gut building with each struggling suck and lick as Obanai’s hips met her ass with each thrust. “Gonna cum again?” He was seething, yet perfectly able to control himself when it came to Mitsuri. 

“Fuck…yes…” you slurred out, walls twitching around her fingers as she messily plunged them in and out of you. You came crashing down around her, a loud breathless moan escaping your lips as your body arched off the mattress. Mitsuri whined, losing balance as your body moved away from her. Obanai watched both of you in fascination, yet he was not willing to let himself get distracted like he did before. That’s why he blamed Mitsuri, asking him to kiss you had fully thrown him off. He had become so engulfed in you that he didn’t even recognize the warning signs until he was already diving head first off of the cliff. 

His hips moved in a hasty rhythm, the flesh of Mitsuri’s ass rippling each time he moved forward. It was addicting, just as addicting as to it fucked out expression as you tried to sit yourself up. “Don’t run off now…hah…I’m not done yet.” Obanai fixed you in place with a hard glare, your eyes immediately shifting down to the mumbling and drooling mess below you. Mitsuri was on the brink of another orgasm, at this point she had lost count of how many she had. The only thought ringing through her mind was how well both of you treated her. “Y/n… Obanai…” you it names left her in a struggling mantra, drunk off of both of your bodies. 

“Come for me, pretty girl… I know you want to.” Sweat was dripping down his temple, abdomen going taut as he tried to hold himself back. He had other plans in mind, he refused to come until he was able to achieve them. You, on the other hand, moved forward, body feeling like gelatin as you moved towards him. Obanai’s eyebrow cocked, watching as you struggled to move to the opposite end of Mitsuri. You nearly collapsed into him, watching as the pink haired woman squashed her cheek into the mattress, no longer able to support herself.

“Here…come for us please…” your hand snaked lower, finding her clit and rubbing it quickly. Overstimulation nearly overpowered her pleasure as a high pitched shriek left her, her final orgasm ripping through her body as a gush of warm liquid splattered Obanai, your hand and the sheets below. “Holy shit…” you croaked as she fell limply against the mattress, pulling Obanai out of her in the process. “Fucking filthy…” Obanai sneered, as he looked at you. “Get on your knees.” He ordered a moment later, cock wet and shining from Mitsuri’s release. 

You nearly fell off of the bed, knees hitting the wooden floor unceremoniously. You knew what was coming next, it sent a shrill of arousal through you as he got off of the bed with you. “Open your mouth… though from the looks of it you know what’s coming, don’t you? You little whore.” Your mouth parted, tongue sticking out as he grabbed your cheeks with his free hand. As excited as you were, you still clinched when a glob of his spit landed on your tongue. “Be a good little whore and swallow like you did last time.” You did, mouth shutting and reopening a moment later. 

“Atta girl…” the praise nearly had you melting. Mitsuri watched from the mattress, too worn out to even lift her head, never mind moving to help you. Obanai, as ruthless as ever, shoved his cock down your throat in a similar fashion to last time. You choked, embarrassingly loud as tears burned your eyes again. He hit the back of your throat, hand grabbing a fistful of your hair to drag you along his length. The taste of bitter precum mixed with Mitsuri’s release, the force of his tugging making you see stars. Your hands scrambled to find his legs, nails scratching the delicate skin  of his thighs as you tried to steady your breathing. 

Your nose brushed his pubic bone, body tensing as he held you in place. You looked upwards through wet lashes, watching a smirk creep up his face. The scars on his cheeks only lengthened it, he reminded you of a snake. You had the urge to call him beautiful again, though it would be quite difficult to do so at the moment. You forced your jaw to relax, seeing that he had no intentions of pulling out just yet. “You’re such an addictive pain in the ass… I mean really.” He pulled your hair a little tighter, watching as tears slipped down your cheeks. Sick satisfaction bubbled in his gut as your eyes turned glossy.

 He let you go a moment later, allowing you a second to breathe properly before shoving himself back down. “I’ve never met someone so infuriating…ha…yet so fucking intoxicating. To the point I actually miss your presence.” You made a noise of surprise, watching his head fall back as your throat vibrated. “T-that shocks you hmm? I figured it would…shit…ya know I’m really trying, Mitsuri.” His eyes shot over to her, her eyes lidded with sleep as she watched. “She was so persistent about me being nicer to you… easier…” his hips began thrusting back and forth, building in tempo slowly. 

“I think you can take it though, I think you enjoy being used as a fuck toy.” He slammed his hips down, earning another harsh gag from you as drool dripped down your chin. Your tongue lathered the underside of his cock, throat constricting as you swallowed the best you could around him. It didn’t help the saliva running down your chin and neck, dribbling onto your chest as Obanai had his way with you. “Cmon now…” his hand hit your cheek a couple times, pulling your attention back to him. “You enjoy it, don’t you?” this time you hummed something similar to a yes, throat vibrating around him once again. He was going to cum, he knew he was, but he was torn.

Come down your throat or see how pathetic you look with your face covered in it. He was already familiar with the satisfaction that came with the ladder, seeing your face covered was all too appealing. Not willing to fuck up again, the hand in your hair tightened to keep you in place as he retreated from your mouth all together. “Be a good little bitch and keep your mouth open…tongue out.” You watched with blurry vision as he pumped himself with his free hand. Your saliva clung to him, allowing his fist to glide rapidly. “You got lucky.. Lucky that Mitsuri distracted me. This time…fuck… this time it’s my way.”

It took a few more pumps for Obanai to spill himself all over your face. Sticky white painted your mouth, chin, chest and even your cheeks. Eyes squeezing shut in fear of getting it where you’d prefer you didn’t. The sight itself was nothing short of filthy, paired with the shaking whines of the man fisting your hair, it was enough to make Mitsuri squirm, head turning to look away. Obanai let go once his orgasm had died down, nothing but labored breathing filled the room as you tried to collect your wits. “Are you alright?” Obanai’s voice was quiet, face flushed and sweaty as he dropped down to your level. You swallowed, “Y..yeah…a wet cloth would be nice though…”

“Of course… get on the bed and make yourself comfortable. I’ll be back.” Mitsuri was pushing herself up, scooting to lay her head on one of the pillows. “Ahh y/n-chan, come lay beside me. You’re not running away from us again.” You pushed yourself up as Obanai disappeared from the room, making your way over to the bed and nearly collapsing onto the sheets. The only thing stopping you was the fear of making a mess… granted the sheets already needed to be changed due to Mitsuri. “Run away? I slept here last time too.” You chuckled softly as she rolled over. “Yes, but you still ran away the morning after. You’re not allowed to do that this time!”

“That so? How come.” you teased softly, trying to ignore the fluttering in your chest. “We have a lot to discuss, but I’m far too tired… you are too.” You opened your mouth but no words came out, “Mitsuri, you’re doing it again. You make it seem like we’re going to execute her or something. Don’t fill her head with useless worries or she’ll never fall asleep.” Obanai entered the room, wet cloth and new sheets in hand. He had also taken the time to throw on a kimono, as if trying to be modest after what you had just done. You let him clean your face, hands gentle as he wiped away his mess. It was probably the gentlest he’d ever touched you.

“Sorry…I guess that’s true.” Mitsuri slurred, already falling asleep. “G’night Mitsuri.” you laughed softly, eyes glancing over Obanai’s face. “We’ll change the bedding in the morning. You can bathe then as well, we have clothing you’d like if you’d allow us to wash the clothing you came in.” He was motioning you backwards, pulling a pillow to place under your head. “Oh… thank you…I don’t mean to be a nuisance.” he scoffed, shouldering off the clothing he had put on once again. “Stop saying things like that. We want you here, y/n.” You snorted, “You’ve called me a pain multiple times.” He climbed in beside you, the gentle snores signaling that Mitsuri had fallen asleep already.

“That’s because you are. But that’s not a bad thing… I assume you see me as a pain as well.” He sighed, settling comfortably on his back. “Oh absolutely… you’re just a bit insufferable… though I can’t say you don’t fuck me good.” You hummed, ignoring the burn in your cheeks as you shifted onto your side, back facing him. “Glad we’re on the same page… now get some sleep. Mitsuri and I have some things to talk about in the morning with you… so don’t try and run off like last time.” You huffed softly, muttering out a soft “fine” as sleep tugged at you. You could sleep easier when they were with you, warmth on each side, lulling you to sleep.

The third and final part of this little series will be I Always Do It Better

I plan on working on it and posting it hopefully some time this summer… definitely don’t intend on making y’all wait over a year again lmfao. I hope you enjoyed this part!! - May

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-ˋˏ ༻Taisho Rumors 2༺ ˎˊ- (with the Hashira’s)

||synopsis: Tanjiro and Nezuko were both able to gather more rumors between Y/n and the other Hashira’s they’re friends with! (Gn! Reader!)

||character order: Tomioka Giyuu, Kyojuro Rengoku, Tengen Uzui, Obanai Iguro, Shinazugawa Sanemi, Himejima Gyomei, Tokito Muichiro, Kocho Shinobu, Kanroji Mitsuri<33

(platonic headcanons, can be interpreted however you’d like!)

˚ʚtomioka giyuuɞ˚

When bored during Hashira meetings, Giyuu and Y/n have unannounced staring contests, glaring at each other while trying hard not to blink. All of the Hashira’s mistake these staring contests as just dead glaring hatred. They all know about your friendship with each other so whenever you do these staring contests they think you guys are really just mad at each other and the air around everyone becomes tense. You and Giyuu know what your doing. And you both find the other Hashira’s nervousness entertaining. Which ends up with one of you blinking.

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˚ʚkyojuro rengokuɞ˚

Rengoku always brings Muichiro food during hashira meetings. The sad truth is though, that rengoku isn’t always the best at cooking. One day he asked you for help with making Muichiro food and that one time you did it, you enjoyed it enough to do it again. Next thing you know the two of you are always cooking food together for Muichiro before Hashira meetings to bring to him. When you and him are bored you also do it on random occasions, just randomly showing up at the most pillars estate with some food for him. Its a nice way for you and Rengoku to bond with each other when there’s not much else to do.

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˚ʚtengen uzuiɞ˚

Aside from the fashion shows the two of you have together and the gossiping tea time, you both are always pranking the other Hashira’s as well. You’ve gotten each of them more than twice and before they can even get the two of you back, you’ve both beat them to it. After getting bored of the same reactions from the other Hashira’s, you decided it would be fun to finally prank Uzui. The only thing was that the two of you were in the butterfly mansion after getting injured from falling down a hill. (let’s not talk about that..) Eventually you gave into temptation and pranked uzui in the butterfly estate. It ended up in a big prank war between the two of you with you recruiting the Kamaboko squad. You and Uzui definitely got scolded like little kids by shinobu. And you were forced to clean the mess.

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˚ʚobanai iguroɞ˚

He usually doesn’t care when you steal Kaburamaru away for a quick hour or so. But he assumed it would be ‘fun’ to finally steal Kaburamaru back from you. So while you had your back turned for a quick second to grab more snacks for Kaburamaru, the white snake was suddenly gone when you turned back. You of course immediately knew it was Obanai. You got him back the next day by painting his nails yellow and green. When he woke up to find his nails painted, you did your best uzui voice and began telling him he was “very flashy” for painting his nails. He chased you around his estate while yelling at you for a good half hour.

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˚ʚshinazugawa sanemiɞ˚

After the hashira meeting with Tanjiro and Nezuko, you felt bad for the siblings on Sanemi’s behalf. So while Tanjiro was at the butterfly estate healing and Nezuko was in a room resting, you forced sanemi to go to the butterfly estate to apologize. Your way of making him apologize was by forcing him to play dress up with you and Nezuko. You carried Nezuko in her box to your estate and let her make Sanemi try on different demon slayer uniforms as a form of dress up. You definitely teased about it but also enjoyed the fun moment with him and Nezuko while it lasted.

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˚ʚhimejima gyomeiɞ˚

Almost every time Gyomei prays, he makes you pray with him. You’ve tried multiple times to escape but he was always quick to find you, someway, somehow. One day you attempted to escape the daily praying session. You hid behind a large rock thinking he would find you. Next thing you know two large hands are lifting the large rock up and exposing your hiding spot. All you heard was Gyomei’s voice saying, “you must pray.” Then you were suddenly grabbed and thrown over his shoulders while trying desperately to escape. Yeah, escaping never works.  ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀ 

˚ʚtokito muichiroɞ˚

Muichiro is very weary when it comes to letting you go on missions without him. He’s not afraid of something happening to you. He just doesn’t like you being away for long periods of time. So whenever you have a mission and about to leave your estate, Muichiro is suddenly grabbing onto your leg and won’t let go no matter how much you try to shake him off. You often have to get another hashira to help got him off. As if that’s not bad enough, whenever you’re gone, he forgets you’re on a mission. So he’s constantly going to shinobu or Gyomei asking, “where’s Y/n.” Then responds with a simple ‘oh ok’ before leaving. Then he’ll come back a few minutes later asking the same question. In order to get him to leave they have to write in a sticky note saying. “Y/n is gone on a mission. She’ll be back soon.” (half the time he loses the note).

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˚ʚkocho shinobuɞ˚

You often play silly games with the butterfly girls whenever you visit. They love playing tag and hide and seek with you. And when shinobu overworks herself, which happens a lot, you drag her into the game and play with her. For some reason she’s really good at hide and seek. Not only hiding but also seeking. She can find everyone in just a few minutes flat but everyone else takes exceptionally long to find her. A few days after figuring out about shinobu’s amazing hide and seek skills, you made all the other Hashira’s play hide and seek with you guys. They thought it was silly until shinobu found them in each in only ten minutes. Then an hour to find her.

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˚ʚkanroji mitsuriɞ˚

When the two of you go on missions together, naming cats isn’t the only thing you two do. It’s obvious when she gets uncomfortable with wearing her uniform. So whenever you notice you trade tops with her just to make her more comfortable. She loves you for it and thanks you multiple times whenever you do this for her. 

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[muzansfangs]

hi! I got a request. How would Shinobu, Mitsuri, Giyuu and Kyojuro react to some other pillar of demon flirting with their girlfriends? 🤔

If someone flirts with you.

Starring: Rengoku Kyojuro x f!reader; Tomioka Giyuu x f!reader; Kanroji Mitsuri x f!reader; Kocho Shinobu x f!reader;

Format: short imagines;

Warnings: none. Basically fluff and cute reactions of the pillars being jealous and protective over you, their precious significant other;

Plot: you are into a lovely relationship with your boyfriend/girlfriend. They are so sweet and lovely towards you, but what happens when another pillar flirts with you before their eyes?

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Rengoku Kyojuro.

Who flirted with you? Obanai Iguro.

Kyojuro was a ray of sunshine. He seemed aloof from experiencing jealousy and your relationship was based solely and purely on respect and loyalty. He loved you and he never failed in declaring that, although you were together, he would have never made you feel like a spider in a cage. You were his whole damn world, after all. You were his lover, not his prisoner.

However, everybody could tell you were his girlfriend. How? Well, let’s say that Kyojuro had his ways of being politely territorial.

Wherever you stood, he was. Whenever you two were strolling down a village, or hanging around the Headquarters together, he held your hand or snaked an arm around your waist as you peacefully walked.

Nobody should have ever dared to enrage the tiger within his burning heart.

It was a peaceful night, when the crows announced that a nearby village had been attacked by a few lower ranks. You were immediately summoned to take care of them and your comrade and partner for the night was none other than Iguro Obanai. The infamous Snake Pillar. A great friend, really. Everybody wondered how you got to be so close to him and even Kyojuro stared at you two with a tight-lipped smile plastered over his face. Maybe, he had his reasons after all.

It was a homicidal grin, but you could have never imagined it. Not until that night, at least.

Once Obanai and you had arrived at the village, you chased down the demons and quickly took care of them. A neat job, indeed. However, you were now covered in blood. Obanai dashed towards you and tore a corner of his haori to clean your face from the sticky stains, before they could dry out.

When he gently tilted your head up, you blushed and stared at him in shock. You did not expect such an affectionate gesture from him. It was way too sweet to suit him.

“Don't worry about the stains. You are still pretty. Nothing could ever change that” he uttered, hooded eyes inspecting your face.

You weakly smiled, but a red blade shining under the moonlight made you goggle and scurry back in fear. Your boyfriend was smiling ear from ear, eyes wide open as he stood right behind Obanai. His blade pressed against the shorter Hashira's throat made you realise how toasted he was.

“I think you should take your leave, my friend! — he beamed, without blinking — I will take care of my girlfriend perfectly” he remarked, abruptly letting go of him. You watched the raven-haired Pillar disappear from your sight in a nick of time and soon you found yourself in Kyojuro's arms.

He did not let go of you for the whole damn night.

Tomioka Giyuu.

Who has flirted with you? Tengen Uzui.

Giyuu was not exactly the jealous type. He knew that you were a friendly person and he let you hang out with whoever you wanted to. The Water Pillar had never doubted your loyalty, but he had always suspected Tengen Uzui had a crush on you.

The way the Sound Pillar just complimented you every now and then, or the way he stood right beside you during the meetings were just some of the hints he had collected. He was sly, was he not?

However, as long as the white-haired guy did not lay a finger on you, he was going to pretend this whole situation was not bothering him. He wanted to avoid drama, but he actually became a drama queen.

Eventually, in fact, he found himself letting his stolid façade slipping off to shoot daggers at Tengen's back.

You had just come back from a mission and Tengen had not missed his chance to pest you with questions about your journey, or the battle you had enganged with the demon.

However, he was standing too close to you, invading your personal space to the point he could see how his breath fanned your hair and how you were trying your best not to falter under the Sound Pillar's pression.

Thoughts crossed Tomioka’s mind. He was going to make Makio, Suma and Hinatsuro widows.

“You are so flamboyant, damn it! I expected no less from a gorgeous woman like you... — Tengen said, leaning down towards you to whisper a rather indecent proposal in your ear — l would not mind making you my fourth wife”.

You blushed, eye twitching and cold sweat running down your spine like a waterfall. You did not know what to say, but you did not have to badger yourself to spit out something for too long, since your boyfriend simply dragged you away and showed his middle finger at Tengen. You had let out a squeak of surprise as Giyuu had literally walked by you, extending one arm out to grasp your waist and haul you over his shoulder.

Now, that was hilarious.

Never in your life you would have thought to see Giyuu insult someone. Especially someone as flashy and flameboyant as Uzui Tengen.

“Oh, that was not so flamboyant, Giyuu Tomioka!” you heard Tengen shout, as you chuckled in amusement and kissed your boyfriend’s cheek.

Kanroji Mitsuri.

Who flirted with you? Rengoku Kyojuro.

Your lovely girlfriend Mitsuri was not jealous at all. She was the Love Pillar, after all, she was probably far way more keen to spread love around the world than you.

Yet, she sometimes felt insecure. What if she was not enough? What if you could just find someone better than her? What if you got bored of her? She knew the feeling of not being appreciated for who she was. Some scars were maybe still ready to burn, if the chance was given.

Therefore, when her glimmering emerald eyes clouded over with saddness, it was a clear sign that she was kind of jealous about the way people acted around you.

Now, it was a lovely sunday morning and your girlfriend had suggested to pay a visit to the Rengoku Estate. You cheerfully agreed and, after a small trip, you finally made it to the Flame Pillar’s residence. Nothing was going to ruin such a beautiful day, or so you thought.

Hand in hand, Mitsuri and you smiled brightly at the younger Rengoku and his eyes glistened in joy. When Senjuro spotted the two of you outiside, he dropped the broom and immediately dashed back into the living room to call his brother.

It did not take a lot for Kyojuro to make his glorious appearence and, once his bright eyes landed on you, he wasted no time in sprinting towards you and involving you into a tight bear hug. In that split second, Mitsuri’s heart throbbed. Your hand left hers, but you had not paid much attention to it. After all, Kyojuro was almost squeezing the life out of you.

Therefore, you blushed and returned the embrace with equal affection, laughing slightly, as he ruffled your hair before letting you go.

“Y/N-chan, you look glamorous today! This kimono suits you better than your uniform!” Kyojuro beamed, a genuine smile on his lips.

Your cheeks heated up even more and you bashfully smiled at him “Thank you, Rengoku-san” you said, earning a joyful chuckle from him.

After that, Kyojuro told you he would have been back in a minute with some snacks and that you could make yourself home, in the meanwhile. You nodded your head, still slightly taken aback by his words, and simply stood there to watch him run back to the kitchen.

It was only then that you darted your eyes on Mitsuri and noticed how your girlfriend was staring at her feet, her eyes were twinkling but not in joy. Tears, they were huge tears threatening to spill out. She looked hurt and your heart broke in half at the way her shoulders trembled.

“Honey, are you okay? What's happened?” you asked her, grasping her hand and holding it between yours.

She sniffed, the tip of her nose reddened, as she threw her arms around you and hid her face onto the crook of your neck.

"Y/N-chan, you are not falling for Kyojuro, are you? —she feebly asked — I love you so much! I know he is fantastic and strong, but I can be cute and powerful too for you!" she piped out, making butterflies flutter into your stomach and a tear escape your own eye.

“Mitsuri Kanroji, you are the best thing that could have ever happened to me. Don't you dare doubting yourself and my unconditional love for you ever again, you silly cutie-pie» you jokingly scolded her, planting a kiss on the top of her head.

She giggled at this, wiping the tears off of her face with back of her hand as she kissed you gently.

In the end, you two got to spend and amzing day with the Rengoku silblings and your girlfriend knew you would have always chosen her over anyone else.

Kocho Shinobu.

Who flirted with you? Kanroji Mitsuri.

Was Shinobu the jealous type? Actually, she was not. She trusted you blindly, especially around your friends. However, she believed there were some lines a friend should never cross and you found yourself to agree with her point of view. Your relationship was balanced, healthy.

Kocho Shinobu was a rational and polite person who rarely made a scene. Despite that, a certain Pillar truly tested her nerves once.

You were sparring with your girlfriend at the Butterfly Estate, when the Love Pillar made her appearence. She politely asked you if she could train with you and, since your girlfriend was getting rather tired, she allowed the pink-haired girl to take her place. Mitsuri squeaked out in joy and you two started training under the attentive eye of the Insect Pillar.

The petite girl did not fail to notice how the pink-haired slayer kept on praising you and involving you into tight hugs, whenever you scored against her. Her prosperous breasts were nearly suffocating you. The irk mark on your girlfriend’s forehead was evident, but she restrained herself from making a scene. Or, at least, she tried to.

When the Love Pillar cupped your face in her hands and planted a kiss on the top of your nose to congratulate you for your victory, Shinobu lost her temper. She could not do it anymore.

“Oh, you're so talented and beautiful, Y/N-chan! — Mitsuri beamed, squeezing your cheeks affectionately — Would you like to accompany me to my next mission?” she asked, staring at you with her big doe eyes.

You did not have the chance to reply, your girlfriend did it for you.

“Ah, she is already assigned for another mission... However, I can accompany you out of my Estate now, what do you say?” Shinobu chimed, her right eye twitching.

That was frightening. Terribly frightening.

AUTHOR NOTE.

Hi there! Woah, I am finally updating a request. I hope you can enjoy this one as much as I enjoyed writing it! That scenario was cute and the characters perfect. As per usual, likes, comments and re-posts are appreciated.

Until next,

x o x o

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[sanemisstalker]

I descend from yuri heaven with a message from god, she says you need to be hornier on main about women, she also requested Fem!reader x Mitsuri, not me I'm just a humble messanger it's god's will

Listen!!! Listennnnnn, I struggle to write about women because I get like, pussy mind fog. I think about vag, and I become a dumb slut, and it's impacts my writing so all of it sounds like I have my hand down my pants :'p

(Also I may or may not have a multi part Shinobu cuck thing in the works, you never know XP )

Regardless, my boss gave me a Victoria's Secret gift card for my birthday, and I'm very excited to use it, but you know who I'd loveeee to go bra shopping with???

:)

NSFW CW// FEM/AFAB/BREASTED READER/ Public sex / Implied Flashing / Dom/Sub dynamics / Ownership

"I don't think they'll have it in my size." Mitsuri fretted, running her hands over the baby doll piece in search of a tag. "I mean, look! These are all so small!" She groaned as she rustled toward the back of the wall.

The item was lace and string, all pillowy and pink, and you'd desecrate the world to see your loving girlfriend in such an item. With a sheer pink fabric split by a thick line, you knew all she'd be able to talk about, the entire time, would be the way it rubbed her.

You were doing your best not to wear your thoughts on your face or verbalize them. This wasn't a date, Mitsuri had pointed out. It was a girl's night out, but fuck were you praying it'd end with her legs around your head because this was torture.

It was your third lingerie store, and she'd purchased something in every. Single. One. Insisting that you not only help her get into each item, but that you help her take it off. The last five hours of your life had been an edging game the likes of which Satan himself couldn't conceive.

It was very easy for Mitsuri to conceive, though. After all, it was a punishment of sorts. You'd gone out clubbing and slutting without her while she rotted away on an art project, an unforgivable betrayal. You swore you only kissed girls while you were out, but that gave Mitsuri no peace of mind. Especially not when she'd gotten a call a day later with a rather unsavory tone.

This was intentional torture, even if it was really hard when you looked so cute and pliant, Mitsuri had reserved herself. She had made her intentions clear (to herself) and was going to stick to them, no matter how hard you whined or begged.

"Ah!" Mitsuri bounced. You swore your eyes were going to pop out of your sockets, and your uterus with them. "Perfect!" She plucked from closer to the back, revealing the full expanse of the abysmal amount of fabric.

"That's really cute." You croaked, doing your best to be girl friend and not girl friend. You resorted to biting your fingers as Mitsuri turned back to the racks. "Under or over?"

"If I pair it with that pink sweater dress I have, it'll probably look really cute over, but it might give me a back ache if im trying to dance." She worried. "I wouldn't want to wear a bra underneath, and if I don't wear a bra, I can't just wear the matching panties-"

'Fuck, she knows what she's doing.' The thought finally donned on you, and you felt sweat begin to form.

Mitsuri wasn't very... dominate. She wasn't predisposed to it, and you found when you asked, she wasn't necessarily the most... capable. She was a very gentle lover, but occasionally, she'd get this... look on her face.

The last time you'd seen it, you were at a fourth of july party with her friends, not yours. You'd laid eyes on her 'friend' Tengen, or rather he laid eyes on you, and while Mitsuri caught up, you and the man discussed... Music, probably, you couldn't remember. It was platonically intentioned, all things considered.

Though you and Mitsuri were quite open, she was... prone to bouts of jealousy. Just here and there. Nothing extreme, but her measures she would take in response were.

The night had ended with you by the bonfire, Tengen watching with one of his, apparently three, girlfriends, as Mitsuri had knocked you on your ass and fingered you open. She'd began probing you about whether or not you wanted his dick- wanted to be in his supposed harem of women. Obviously, since you were having such a chummy time with the man, that was your desire.

She wouldn't let up until you began sobbing, only capable of sputtering out her name and well meaning apologies. She told you to recall who you belonged to- The gap was so stunting you couldn't help but heed the advice.

And she had that look there, and she had it here, and it made your knees weak with remembrance. A thin smile that made you feel like a deer in wait, pulled over, low cast eyes like that of a lynx, and then her motions. The typical Mitsuri motions filled with grace and leisure had become sultry- deliberately tempting you at every turn and flex.

Oh, you realized, you were a fucking moron. A fucked fucking moron.

You, of course, couldn't remember your blatant sins. So when she got that call from Tengen, his voice intentionally goading and laugh particularly grating, Mitsuri gathered herself and decided today wasn't going to be a very good day...

For you, that is. She'd been reeling at the way you were looking at her all day, basking in the almost dopey, lost look on your face, and that insatiable stare. She had to hold back her giggles everytime you clenched your thighs together in search of reprieve. Had to keep her mouth shut when she'd intentionally grazed your nipple while holding up a bra to your chest. You'd nearly whimpered.

She was having a whale of a time with her own antics.

"You know, we should get you something. I've always wanted to go to a rave- and dress like those rave girls! They look super cool, don't you think?"

"The like- the like string bikini ones?" You sounded like you were on your fifth day through the Sahara, this you knew. You couldn't help it. The realization had made you all the more desperate, and the image of your girlfriend in even less?

"I think I'd just wear pasties, I don't know though; I might get a little shy." She'd giggle.

"What for? You're... you have nothing to be shy about." You wanted her. You needed her. She was being deliberately cruel, how exciting.

"You don't either!" Mitsuri rushed, feeling the urge to let up on you rear its head. She stomped it out quickly, thinking about Tengen's daunting tone. "Y-You know what we should do- we should get matching pieces, don't you think?" She posed.

"Matching?" You returned.

"Yes!" Mitsuri didn't give you time to process, instead dragging you to the other side of the racks.

There was slutty, and then there was string. Mitsuri had done herself a favor in picking out something that, though it left little to the imagination, still required a bit of maneuvering to get by-

The item she pulled off the rack for you would be gone in a snip. You couldn't even fathom what it was at first-

Thin strings, all that gathered to thin even further at your pussy, each nipple only garnered with a bow akin to that on the front of a pair of panties- nowhere near enough to even cover a fraction of your nipple- anything and everything would spill in such an item.

An icey, silver tear drop dangled where your clit would sit.

You gaped.

"This is so cute!" Mitsuri flushed, doing another unnecessary bounce.

"O-on me?" You stuttered.

"Of course! Come on! Let's go try them on!"

Mitsuri had you corned in the changing room in seconds, her intentions all too clear in the rush of her motions. With the strings and lace still swaying on the hook, The top you'd been wearing had been essentially ripped off, the sudden rush of cold air hardening your already stiff nipples.

"M-Mits-"

"Hm?" She interrupted, already tugging down your jeans. As you went to step out of them, Mitsuri grabbed your leg with a steel grip. You froze in place.

"B-baby, are you- are you mad at me?" You whispered.

"Mad? Oh honey, I'm not mad." Mitsuri assured. "Well, maybe a little peeved, but I'm not mad."

"What'd I- what'd I do?" She just giggled in response, the daunting noise going right to your pussy. "Baby, please tell me what i-"

"You remember Tengen, right?"

"T- what does this have to do with Tengen?"

"You remember," Mitsuri said, spinning you around. Her hands caught in the waist band of your panties and gave them a violent, exposing, and all too audible rippppppp, "Him and his girlfriends? How he had three of them?"

"Yeah-? I remember, yes." You clarified, fearing your unsure tone would drive her actions further. Mitsuri ripped further through your panties, exposing your wet inner thighs and begging cunt to her unforgiving eye.

"You remember when you went out the other night while I was slaving away over some wax pieces?"

"Y-yes- I- I didn't even see Tengen there, if that's what you're asking- I- I told you I only kissed some girls-"

"Did you stop and question... their names by any chance?"

"No- no I didnt."

"Well, I got the funniest call, Y/N!" She reasoned, slipping a hand between your legs, "Tengen rang me, oh you're dripping, he called me, and I got told something so funny."

"F-funny?"

"You actually made out with his girlfriends! All three of them! Isn't that funny?" Her tone made it inherently unfunny. You knew she found no comedic value in such a thing.

"I-I didn't mean to do th-that."

The fitting room is silent as she ties on the sorry excuse for lingerie. It sits uncomfortably on your exposed nipples, clit now bedazzled and starring at you- almost like a target. Mitsuri stands behind you in the mirror, face presenting warm but feeling cold.

"So Tengen calls me-" Two fingers jam into your core. A pain rockets up your cunt that makes your legs threaten to give out. You can't stop the yelp, even with your hands flying up to your lips.

"He- he did?"

"He calls me, and starts saying how he's having all these indirect kisses with you, and, I don't know, Y/N-" Her fingers are brutal, complete negligence of your clit driving small whimpers from your throat with each push. "I just don't know why that makes me so upset!"

She knew exactly why it made her upset, but she wanted to hear you say it. You know she did, but talking was hard when she was practically fucking you open- and infront of yourself nonetheless.

"I-I shouldn--- ngh--- ah! I should- fuck, Mi-mitsuri p- princess, please-" Mitsuri's heart swelled at the name. She pouted a bit and slowed her assault. Even granting you the gentle graze of her thumb over your peaking clit. How kind.

"What was that? Say it again?"

"I shouldn't've- I should've stayed in with you! I'm sorry, I'm so sorr- ngh!" Mitsuri stood abruptly, her fingers still tucked in your clenching pussy. She hoisted one of your legs with her. You struggled for a moment, before she took to pining you to the mirror of the dressing room.

Her fingers began another rush, your legs jolting out in response... because this time she wasn't ignoring your clit. Every bit of muscle she had in her fingers was set on rubbing your nub and fucking you deep. The teardrop shuddered with each thrust.

You were losing vision- losing the sight of her behind you-

"You should apologize for being a complete slut." She added, voice becoming all stomach, no throat. Her cherry pink braids sat atop your shoulders, ends pressed between your tits and the mirror. Mitsuri's flesh was thick and consuming- plush yet intimidating.

It was times like this where you were reminded that Mitsuri could do whatever she wanted to you, whenever she so pleased. Times like this when you remembered that, no matter how many people you kissed, you belonged to somebody.

You were really happy about that, in a weird way. Your pussy was especially happy- Even if it was proving more than difficult to fill her requests at a socially acceptable noise level for a fitting room.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry I'm a slu- nghh! I'm sorry I'm a slut!" You tried to whisper, failing tremendously and sounding so much like the thing you were apologizing for being. The position you'd be splayed in had completely freed your breasts from their miniscule confines. Your warm nipples rubbed against the cold glass-

The build bubbled in your stomach. Thin fingers threaded your hair. A quick spin of her wrist formed a leash. You were yanked back only far enough to see the full expanse of your face- of your pussy getting ruined by her fingers.

The sight of it pushed you over the edge. Mitsuri's fingers worked gushes of cum from your pussy. With one ankle still locked in your pants, you shivered as your cum ran down- wetting the fabric.

You twitched against the mirror. Mitsuri dropped your leg and moved to your waist.

You whimpered as she pulled your pants up over the lingerie. The fabric was drenched- you'd been insanely loud. Even as Mitsuri pulled your top back on, the bows were so present through the miniscule fabric of your shirt-

You were a slut.

As Mitsuri guided you to the cashier with her arm around your waist, you turned blood red.

"Princess, I c-"

"Hi! Did you all-" The cashiers words cut off immediately, seeing the state you're in. Her face paled, and she lost control of her eyes. She took in everything- From the way your nipples stood at high alert, to your deerish way of walking in your came on jeans-

"Everything is great! She'd going to wear it out if that's alright?" Mitsuri pushed you forward, the tag for the strings just barely hanging out the side of your jeans.

With hesitance, the cashier, who already held the scanner, scanned the item. Mitsuri handed her the lingerie she'd picked out for herself, and as the seond item rang up, her face dropped further.

"We-we're actually having a two for one s-sale. So you can- go and pick something else out for free, if you'd like."

You looked over to Mitsuri, whose eyes grew wide with a joy only predators could experience. You swore you felt your ovaries shake at the sight.

Her hand found perch on the band of your wet jeans-

"Oh! Do you have this one in pink?-"

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[rougepancake]

May i've NSFW request for mitsuri kanroji , kanae,Shinobu , and lady tamayo . sugarcube ~~.

With strong husband male leader who really love to suck breasts while Mitsuri Kanroji , Shinobu kochou,kochou kanae,and lady tamayo is breastfeeding their baby.

you don't need to write this request if you don't like it , i really like your blog .and also can you make it like a story .i hope it's not too much

You Are my only hope 😭🥹❤️

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The Good Stuff

Ft. Mitsuri Kanroji, Shinobu Kocho, Kanae Kocho, and Lady Tamayo

Warnings: Lactation, breast sucking???, I deadass have no idea how to tag this. I really hope you guys get the point lmaooo- MDNI!!! Not proofread like at all.

MITSURI KANROJI

She’s often complaining about how heavy her breasts are since she had your child, saying that she gets mad back pains now and that it’s your fault

You don’t mind though (not when she’s got bazingas like that-)

She’ll just be finished breastfeeding the baby when she crawls into bed, her nipples still leaking milk

She doesn’t say anything though and just puts on a bra, hoping that it won’t stain her shirt or something

But you stop her, pulling her back to the bed and taking her shirt off. You look into her eyes as you attach yourself to her breast, suckling away

She can’t help the gasp of surprise that escapes her as you go to town, drinking that shit up like it’s water

To your surprise, it’s sweet. Much like the dango she was eating earlier.

It’s so… good. You just can’t stop. She might beg you, but there’s no turning back now. She’s flustered and you’re having the time of your life.

When it’s all said and done though, she’ll come back and shyly ask you to help her out. It’s embarrassing for her, but you don’t mind.

SHINOBU KOCHO

Shinobu is an incredibly confident woman, so when she comes to bed and asks you to help her out, don’t be surprised

She’s bold with her requests too, like “Be careful” “Softer” “Don’t use your teeth”

She definitely has no problem telling you how she likes it, and you don’t mind

However, the first time you tried her milk was something else. Shinobu was squirming underneath you as you lapped up the milk, relishing in its sweetness.

You’ve never had anything quite like it, and you just can’t get enough of it either. Occasionally, you’d look back up at her to check and see if you’re doing a good job

Oh yes you are

She definitely says “good boy” when you’re done helping her I’m sure of it.

KANAE KOCHO

Out of all of these lovely ladies, she’s the most embarrassed about it

She’ll walk into the bedroom with a sigh, allowing her tits to hang out as she frowns at the sigh. She doesn’t like that they’re bigger than usual, and she doesn’t like the pain they cause her

You offered politely as a joke, but when you saw her eyes light up at the idea, you knew you couldn’t deny her

She’ll be pretty quiet the whole time, letting out squeaks here and there as your teeth graze across her nipple

However, when she asks you to stop, fearing that she might pass away from embarrassment, you don’t stop. You can’t. She’s just so… sweet. You’d be one hell of a fool to stop now.

She’s still embarrassed to ask you, but is a little more confident the more you assist her like this

(She’ll tell you otherwise but she FUCKING LOVES IT when you look up at her, suckling on her breast like a child. It makes her feel things frrrr)

LADY TAMAYO

The boldest of them all. Girlie didn’t even ask before just shoving your lips onto her sensitive nipples

It was growing to be unbearable, and she wasn’t about to put up with it longer than she had to

So here you are, her hand on the back of your head as you lap away at the sweet sweet milk she’s made. Quiet moans fill the room as your other hand massages her other breast, making sure she’s fully content before pulling away

She is discreet about it, and makes hints here and there when she needs you to help. However, she doesn’t like to make a big fuss about it. Tamayo would just rather get it over with to spare herself the embarrassment

Girl has just stopped wearing a top around the house entirely just in case her breasts begin to leak. But we all know you don’t mind

Honestly, I think she’s a very private and intimate person, so I could really see her cherishing these moments

They definitely replay in her mind daily

She once made you beg for it like you were a child, relishing in the sound of your pleas. She totally gets off to the idea of you begging for her milk

Yeah she’ll never tell you that

#girlie when I got this I was like 😦 but ykw I went with it #honeslty I’m sorry it’s so short lol I didn’t really know how to write this one #demon slayer #x reader #fanfiction #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer imagine #demon slayer x you #demon slayer smut #shinobu x reader #kanae x reader #tamayo x reader #mitsuri smut #mitsuri x you #kny smut #demon slayer fanfic #demon slayer x reader #kny x y/n #kny x reader

[sensivs]

Obanai x Mitsuri x You !!

(Obanai and Mitsuri were head over heels for each other, and everyone knew that, but what was keeping them from getting together? The answer for that was you, you were a hashira along with the both of them, specifically the (first) insect hashira, they both admired your beauty for a while until they both finally got together and came up with a plan where all of you were happy with one another)

..

“Mitsuri and obanai have been eyeing each other ever since they met each other. I’m surprised not one of them have made a move yet” shinobu said as she worked on making more refills of her medicine.

You hummed as you listened to her ramble on what the lastest tea was, you were always the one having to listen to shinobu whenever she had some news to tell someone.

You let out a deep breath, “I can never get enough of your ramblings” you chuckled slightly at the of your sentence, shinobu smiled, “I’m glad”.

“I have to go now shinobu, see you later” the black haired woman hummed a goodbye as she heard your footsteps grow faint.

It was a lovely afternoon, the sun shined brightly and the birds chirped songs like no other. You couldn’t help but admire the beauty of the garden.

You stepped down to admire the flowers that began to bloom, the buds slowly exposing their soft, new peddles. While admiring the flowers, something caught your eye.

You turned your head to side, trying to figure out what could’ve been the thing that caught your eye, pink and green hair was the first thing you saw. Then, as you looked more into what the thing was, you connected eye contact with gorgeous green eyes.

As soon as the person saw that you caught onto them, they dashed away. You were about to call out to them but it was too late, they were probably too far gone to hear you.

You sighed deeply but decided to continue admire the various different flowers growing.

﹒⪩⪨﹒

After a long, hard mission. You were left to walk back to the mansion, you breathed heavily as you dragged your body across the dirt road.

As you were dragging yourself you noticed a familiar white and black striped haori appeared in the corner of your eye, you turned your head to find one of your fellow hashira. Obanai.

You grew excited as you finally saw a familiar face, “obanai!” You called out, which happened to scare obanai a bit, the black haired man turned around to see you jogging over to him.

He quickly turned around but didn’t walk away and instead waited for you to catch up to him. “Obanai! Did we seriously have our missions so close to one another?! That’s so cool!”

You went on to ramble on whatever you decided to ramble on about. You turned to obanai, unlike whenever he was around anyone else (other than mitsuri), he was actually listening to you. Taking in the information that you provided him and took it into mind.

Obanai noticed your staring and quickly shielded his intensely red face, his snake following his exact movements.

You giggled “I appreciate you actually listening to my rambling iguro” you said with a sweet smile.“No problem..” obanai replied softly, still hiding his face.

﹒⪩⪨﹒

A couple days went by, nothing out of the ordinary happened while doing so. You continued doing your missions and continued just being you.

On one particular day, you were helping aoi with the chores around the butterfly mansion. “Y/n~! A certain someone came around to see you!” Your sister’s voice called out to you. You excused yourself from aoi and jogged over to where shinobu was.

Shinobu gave you a sly grin and walked off, showing the “certain someone” she was talking about.

Mitsuri’s gorgeous green eyes met yours, she quickly pushed an envelope onto your chest and ran off. You were kind’ve taken aback by how quick she ran off.

You opened the envelope to read that you were asked to meet obanai and mitsuri next to the cherry blossom near the stream in the garden by the time the sun was at its lowest while setting.

You looked up and saw the sun slowly turn the blue sky into a bright warm orange color with mixes of other colors.

You made your way over to the stream, wondering what you were invited for. You finally made it to see both obanai and mitsuri talking to one another.

Obanai caught your appearance and tapped mitsuri, making her look at you. Once you grew more near you saw that they were both flushed with a bright red color on their face.

“You.. asked to see me..?” You asked, obanai and mitsuri shared a looked and quickly looked back at you, nodding simultaneously. “So, what happened?”

Mitsuri coward behind obanai, smacking the back of his shoulder and whisper-yelling “tell him!”. Obanai reluctantly stepped forward and opened his mouth.

“Me and mitsuri talked about this and.. we were wondering if.. you’d.. like.. to.. date us.. both..?” Obanai said as he looked at the ground. You could hear his embarrassment in asking such a request.

You smiled softly, “why of course~!” You said as you interlocked fingers with obanai with one hand and interlocked fingers with mitsuri with the other.

“I’ll gladly be with the both of you~” you said smoothly, mitsuri’s eyes grew bright as she leaped onto you, hugging you with her arms around your neck. You took obanai by the waist and pulled him close to you too.

..

OH EM GEE GUESS WHO DECIDED TO WRITE AFTER 4 MONTHS!!!!!!?????????

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[doumadono]

omg congrats on 3k!! I’ve been stalking you since 1k LOL. Here is my request meheheheh

Prompts 19 (pulling on their hair) and “you taste like Heaven”

Sub F!reader x dom obanai and switch Mitsuri

A short fic would be preferred💜💜

I’ve always loved the read x Mitsuri x obanai trope it’s legit my fav. and YK receiving oral always makes me giddy when I read about it heheh. You can do more than just that as well, I know you are super creative so feel free to have fun with it 💜

Warnings: f!reader, cunnilingus, blowjob, hair pulling, smut w/o plot, rough p in v, threesome Synopsis: Obanai and Kanroji share the intimate time with you A/N: Thank you for your congratulations, and I apologize for the delay in fulfilling your request. This one was quite challenging, being my first attempt at writing a F/F/M threesome. I'm uncertain about the outcome, but I hope you'll still enjoy this story! ♥

MASTERLIST

Smack! Smack! Smack! The spanks came fast.

You were already aware of your own arousal by its distinct scent filling the air. Following Iguro's cessation of swatting your ass, a wave of sensation surged through your core. Your cunt responded with subtle tingles, a subtle yet electrifying reminder of the previous touch. In a sudden motion, a duo of fingers delved inside you, sending a shockwave of surprise coursing through you. The moistness that had gathered around them emitted a soft squelching sound as they withdrew.

Caught in a gasp of astonishment, Mitsuri momentarily froze, her expression a mix of surprise and curiosity as she observed Obanai's action of displaying your arousal on his extended fingers. "You express the desire to engage in intimate activity with my apprentice, yet your knowledge of how to truly satisfy her remains incomplete," Iguro's words carried a hint of reproach as he addressed Kanroji. "For some of us, finding pleasure in being dominated or embracing a submissive role under someone's authority is an intrinsic aspect, isn't that right, Y/N?"

You opened your mouth to speak but your insistent jitters and humiliation fastened your throat. A rush coursed through you when Iguro spanked you. Soon, he ordered you up.

Rising to your feet, Iguro took charge, guiding your cotton white panties down until they were completely removed. With unquestioning obedience, you gracefully stepped out of them. Your gaze descended to the smooth wooden floor beneath you, your hands exhibiting a telltale sheen of perspiration as they clenched together, all the while your anticipation was palpable, giving rise to tremors that coursed through you.

In a tone that brooked no argument, the raven-haired man issued his command, "Recline onto your back."

You collapsed to the bed, scooted back, and rested on a pillow. Its softness like a cloud quelled your tattered spirits temporarily and the satin massaged your sore behind. You kept your legs closed. You couldn't look at Mitsuri after being punished in front of her. All you did was sniffle and wallow in your petrification.

As he lowered his pants, his white briefs came into view, showcasing a semi-hard erection. With deliberate movements, his hands glided along his chiseled thighs before coming to rest on his engorged state. The sensation was palpable as he firmly pressed against himself through the fabric of his briefs, a display of anticipation and desire painted on his face.

"Step closer, Mitsuri," he enticed with encouragement. "And you, Y/N, part your legs for us. Is that perfectly clear?"

Without hesitation, you promptly obeyed his directive, promptly aligning your actions with his desires.

He lowered his underwear to release his manhood and the lack of restriction caused it to spring upright, a pearl of precum already formet on the reddened tip.

After disrobing, Mitsuri gracefully joined them on the bed, her attire now discarded, revealing her generously proportioned and plush bosom. With a deliberate touch, she wrapped her fingers around the base of Iguro's shaft, her grasp both tender and deliberate as she began a gradual upward motion. Her progress was unhurried, moving in tandem with the rhythm of anticipation that hung in the air. As her hand traveled back toward his curly black pubic hair, a sharp inhalation escaped Iguro's lips, his reaction reflecting the intensity of the sensation. Her ministrations then shifted to his swollen bell-shaped head, her fingers working in a massage that elicited a subdued grunt from the man.

A fleeting instinct prompted you to avert your gaze, yet Mitsuri's decisive pull redirected your attention. "I want you to watch," Kanroji's voice held a tone of command as she insisted, her intent clear.

In this charged moment, Mitsuri's actions compelled you to look on, despite any initial reluctance.

"Yes, ma'am…" disbelief tinged your words as you grappled with the surreal reality unfolding before you. The desire to be the first to pleasure Obanai in that particular manner had been an explicit topic of discussion. As you directed your attention toward Kanroji, who was on the verge of enacting that desire, a complex blend of emotions surged within you – a mixture of curiosity and an unexpected sense of unease.

With a mix of emotions, you observed as Mitsuri took command of his arousal. Steadying his length at the base, she poised herself above it, her determination palpable. As she gradually descended, her mouth enveloped him, swallowing the majority of his impressive size. Her lips molded around the erection, her movements deliberate as she ascended to the sensitive ridge. Her technique was an intricate dance of flicking and swirling, all the while her lips maintained a fervent connection with his hardness. A daring dip brought her closer to his testicles. Repeating the motion, she traced her lips along his length, only to descend once more.

You shifted your gaze toward your sensei, a shy but knowing smile gracing your features. His physical reactions were unmistakable: eyes fluttering closed, lips parting in sheer pleasure. The grasp of his hand in Kanroji's hair, guiding her rhythm, underscored his appreciation for how adeptly she accommodated him. The intensity of the moment was undeniable as he praised her through wordless actions, his hips moving in tandem with the sensations that consumed him.

Mitsuri skillfully coated him with a delicate drizzle of saliva, her intent evident as she seamlessly integrated it into her motions, her hand moving rhythmically along his length in a jacking motion. As Obanai's desire surged, his fingers found purchase on one of your calves, his touch a testament to his unspoken appreciation. The sensation elicited a soft, unrestrained moan from him, the sound an embodiment of the pleasure that enveloped him.

Undeterred, Mitsuri embraced him once more, her actions punctuated by the occasional gag as his tip brushed against the depths of her throat. The intensity of her approach was undeniable as she sucked with increased vigor, her movements embodying both urgency and a desire to fulfill his every need. Her lips gleamed with a sheen of glistening saliva. With a measured shift, she directed her focus toward his lower regions, her face nestling between his thighs. A sweeping motion across his sac followed, her touch deliberate and thorough. And then, a daring yet calculated move: she focused her attention on his testicles, drawing them into her mouth through the fleshy barrier.

Obanai cursed loudly under his breath. "Fuck you, Kanroji, you're doing a good job."

After a while, Obanai gently withdrew Mitsuri from his rock-hard cock, his focus now shifting towards you. Leaning in, he bestowed a series of tender nibbles upon your skin, each touch igniting a trail of sensation. His attention then centered on your nipple. With a skillful swirl of his tongue, he traced intricate patterns around the textured peach-hued areola, a deliberate touch that set your senses ablaze. As he drew nearer to the peak, his bite was both calculated and bold, a mingling of pressure and pleasure that elicited an involuntary reaction from you. The intensity of the sensation was undeniable – your toes instinctively curled, and a sudden, unrestrained shriek escaped your lips in response to the electrifying mixture of pleasure and surprise.

Simultaneously, Mitsuri's touch continued to envelop you. Her hand tenderly cupped the other breast. Your reaction was immediate – a subtle freeze that soon gave way to a sensation that sent shivers down your spine. With a delicate nibble upon your nipple, she invoked a soft response from you. "Ooowww, yeah," you murmured.

Her tongue, a vessel of gentle yet deliberate exploration, began to work its magic. Each repeated dart of her tongue against your nipple carried a touch that was both comforting and arousing. The rhythmic pattern of her ministrations coaxed a quiet sigh from your lips, a sound that bore the weight of both relief and an escalating sense of desire.

Both Kanroji and Obanai continued to please you.

Obanai's hand ventured downward, navigating your body with a deliberate touch. His fingers seamlessly found their way between your slightly parted legs, where your heightened state had already caused your clitoris to swell with anticipation. With a gentle yet purposeful touch, he began to toy with your sensitive bud, each stroke sending a cascade of electrifying sensations throughout your being, leaving you moaning.

"You need to eat her out now. She's already wet and you need to give it to her really well," Obanai commanded, looking at Mitsuri who gave a brief nod.

Mitsuri positioned herself between your legs, her focus intent on the task at hand. With a deft movement, she swiped across your folds, your arousal evident in the cream-like spots that adorned your skin. A sudden and unrestrained squeal escaped your lips as the unexpected touch sent a jolt of sensation through you. Mitsuri's touch, however, was not invasive but rather intricate. She dabbed at your delicate pussy lips, her strokes a blend of tenderness and purpose. Like savoring the last remnants of flavor from the bottom of a bowl of ramen, Mitsuri's attention became all-consuming, a sensation that caused your chest to rise and fall in rapid succession. The intensity of the experience prompted you to move, your body thrashing as the waves of pleasure coursed through you. Mitsuri's slow, deliberate licks graced your pussy, a soft hum escaping her lips as she relished the exquisite taste of your juices coating her tongue.

Simultaneously, Obanai closed the distance, his hand entwining in your hair as he guided your lips onto his dick. His firm grasp directed your movements, and he slipped his shaft into the tightness of your throat. He kneaded one of your breasts and pinched a nipple.

In short order, Obanai instructed Mitsuri to recline with her legs parted, and then turned his attention to you, directing you to pleasure her.

Following his command, you situated yourself between her legs, settling comfortably on your stomach.

Obanai's strong arm slid beneath your lower abdomen, gently lifting your hips upwards. Positioned behind you, he held his manhood in hand, effortlessly guiding himself into your velvet core. The connection was established with ease, and a prolonged cry of pleasure escaped your lips as the sensation enveloped you. "Oh my Gosh!"

He pushed forward, entering your yearning pussy until his entire cock was nestled within. "Fuck, you're so fucking tight for me, little one," Iguro praised. His pace intensified, the force of his movements sending ripples through the bed, teetering on the edge of collapse. Beads of sweat fell onto your jiggling ass, his glistening skin illuminated by the faint light seeping through the curtains. As you glanced over your shoulder, you witnessed Iguro consumed by primal desire, an animalistic fury doing everything he could to make sure you couldn't walk straight for days.

Amidst fervent moans, your lips embraced Mitsuri's delicate folds, your mouth expertly caressing her slit with tender suction and nimble strokes. Your unwavering gaze remained locked on her flushed face, capturing every expression of pleasure that danced across her features.

Her fingers entangled in your hair, occasionally tugging it as her head rolled back. "Fuck, yes!" She cried. Simultaneously, her lips gave voice to your name and Iguro's, each utterance a mingling of satisfaction and longing, a sonic testament to the pleasure coursing through her.

Abruptly, Obanai seized a handful of your hair, tugging your head away from Mitsuri with a forceful pull.

"W-what?"Your discontent manifested as a low groan at being removed from her sweet clit.

However, he swiftly shifted your focus, capturing your chin between his fingers. With insistent determination, he compelled you to face him once more. Yet again, your hair was the instrument of his control as he yanked it back, causing your head to tilt, exposing the inviting column of your neck. His teeth found purchase on your pulse point, followed by the trace of his tongue against your skin. "You taste like heaven," he murmured, his words a blend of reverence and desire. His intentions then took a tactile turn as he rewarded you with a spank on your ass, a sharp sensation that mingled pleasure and the thrill of submission.

Iguro guided you back onto Mitsuri, his firm grip seizing your hips as he thrust into you with a forceful and rapid rhythm, the resounding slaps of skin against skin echoing through the room. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, lick her pussy, fuck! That's so hot."

Your attention to Mitsuri had transformed, driven by raw desire. Any remnants of shyness had dissipated, replaced by a primal hunger. Your actions were unreserved as two of your fingers ventured into her dripping cunt.

Obanai's thrusts grew erratic as his climax neared. "I'm gonna fucking cum," he gritted out, his warning a testament to his impending release. Swiftly, he withdrew from your dripping core. "Get on your knees, both of you," he commanded, his voice strained as he vigorously worked his shaft.

You and Mitsuri obeyed, assuming positions on the bed, your arms intertwined.

Mitsuri took the lead, tilting your head and initiating a deliberate and heated kiss. The connection was languid and passionate, your tongues entwining in a sensual dance of desire.

He vigorously stroked himself, his hand moving with purpose, occasionally grazing his flushed tip with his thumb.

You and Mitsuri gazed up at him, your tongues extending provocatively.

In short order, his climax arrived, thick streams of warm cum splattering across your lips, cheeks, and chins. His release was accompanied by a primal growl that echoed through the room. "Fuuuck!"

Mitsuri's soft chuckle filled the air as you collected a portion of his cum on your index finger and brought it to your mouth. A hum of approval escaped your lips as you savored the taste with evident appreciation.

Mitsuri's cleaned your face with a sensual licks, reciprocated by you in kind.

Obanai observed the intimate exchange, his heavy breathing betraying the intensity of the moment. "Fuck, girls, you both are so fucking hot."

Mitsuri's passionate kiss graced your lips before she cast a glance toward Obanai. "You see, Iguro, girls just like to have fun," she remarked with a playful glint in her eyes. "And trust me, it was just a small dose of what we both are capable of."

#divider by cafekitsune #obanai x reader #obanai x you #obanai x mitsuri #obanai x y/n #mitsuri kanroji #obanai iguro #mitsuri x reader #mitsuri x iguro #mitsuri x you #mitsuri x y/n #mitsuri smut #obanai smut #kny smut #kny x reader #mitsuri x obanai x reader #kanroji x reader #demon slayer kanroji #demon slayer smut #iguro x reader

[tsukasalvr]

What about a y*ndere Obamitsu x reader? Also I love your theme!!

I DONT REMEMBER WHAT THEME I HD BUT I THINK IT WAS MY YELAN ONE SO TYYYY

yandere!poly!obanai and mitsuri

Anime/fandom: Demon Slayer

Characters: Poly- Mitsuri Kanroji and Obanai Iguro

Warnings: I don’t proofread, yandere themes, guilt trip, obsessive behavior, overprotectiveness

A/n: on call w baeee

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Mitsuri Kanroji and Obanai Iguro

It felt like everything stopped when they saw you, all they could focus on was you and how you walked, and how you carried yourself

Your criaturas, your uniform, your arms, legs, nose, mouth, hair, and eyes—every part of you was being carefully analyzed by the two hashiras who lightly blushed while looking at you

Form that day on they would watch you from afar, never too far from you, just enough to the point where it could be considered a coincidence that you happened to be in the same place where they were for what happens to be the 100th time.

It didn’t take long for Obanai and Mitsuri realizing they both share feelings for you, they agree to be together and try to convince you to join them as well

They would plan beforehand and show up at your favorite place to eat before you do so they can start a conversation with you and it wasn’t long until you were close with the both of them

They were waiting for the right moment to ask you to join them in the relationship and whenever you or someone showed interest, that person would end up not wanting to hang out with you anymore

You’d always go to where Obanai and Mitsuri and tell them how your friend stopped talking to you and told you they didn’t want anything to do with you, and how scared they seemed of you

“What a shame! I’m sorry, [y/n], we’re still here for you though, right Obanai?” Mitsuri reassured you while trying to hide her smile and looked at Obanai who nodded and gently caressed your hand

“We’ve been wanting to ask you something… important.” Obanai started and you looked at him with confusion, “we’ve been talking and we’re wondering if… you wanted to join in the relationship.” Misterio nodded and smiled at you.

Albeit hesitant, you agreed and you swore that you saw a malicious glint in their eyes before it disappeared just quick as it appeared

Their love is overbearing, you were never really outside anymore unless it was missions which involved either Obanai and Mitsuri going with you.

Mitsuri knows people see her as a gentle kind hashira and uses it as an advantage to make you stay with her in the estate, she looks at with teary eyes begging you to stay and hugging you close until you agree. If only you looked at her than you would’ve seen her coy smile.

Obanai on the other hand would tell you how dangerous it is and bring up how if your other friends left you, then who’s to say other people out there won’t? But don’t worry, they won’t leave you, they love you too much to ever do such a thing

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[mysicklove-main]

Mitsuri was at a loss when you told her that she may need to cut down on the PDA. She didn’t even know what “PDA” stood for. Of course, ironically, she asked this while rubbing her forehead against the back of your head while the two of you were having breakfast with Rengoku.

She doesn’t understand that it makes people slightly uncomfortable when she rubs her hands up your chest while in public. Or when she randomly sits in your lap and coos at you while talking to somebody. Or how making out in public is considered taboo, which she has tried and tried again.

She also seems to have little shame about boasting the sexual life between the two of you. Blushing bashfully about it while going into the specifics to a totally stranger. Only stopping when you physically have to cover her mouth.

So, no matter who you meet, in matter of seconds they know that the two of you are together.

It’s almost like she can’t help but show everyone about how in love with you she is. How everything you do seems to light up the world for her.

You love her, you do, but when she starts kissing your neck while you mid mission, you realized that maybe she might need to tone it back a little.

So, one day you sat her down and told her. It went way better than you thought. You reassured her that she is welcome to touch you whenever she likes when the two of you were alone, and she agreed.

For the first two days, everything was fine. Sure, you felt strangely cold without her warmth constantly around you, but other than that, completely fine.

By day four she was twitchy. You caught her staring at your hands more times than you can count. You could feel her gaze burning into you whenever you talked to someone and the way she seemed to slowly sit closer and closer to you.

Day six, she was giving you tight praise that would make you raise your eyebrows. “Nice work!” and “So cool!”. Not unheard of, but six days ago it would have been “Oh my! My lover is so cool and strong! Eeeee, i’m blushing! How am I so lucky!” while peppering your face with kisses.

And finally, a week later you realized that maybe showing PDA was not negotiable in your relationship.

You were talking to Tengens wives who, before you met Mitsuri, had tried to get you to marry Tengen and join them. Of course that lifestyle was not for you, and now they only see you platonically.

Mitsuri knows this. She has even talked to the three about it and is completely fine with you being friends with the three of them.

Of course you only have talked to them when she is conveniently placed in your lap. Or when she just happens to mention what the two of you did the night before.

But that can’t happen anymore. The two of of you were trying something new, and she was fine with it.

But why is Suma clinging onto your arm like that? And why are you standing so close to Makio and Hinatsuru. Is what they are saying so funny?

She wasn’t going to do anything. Jealously is a hideous emotion and she didn’t want you to see her in a different light.

Tengen walks up to the four of you and she narrows her eyes. Her fists clench when she watches him pat your head in greeting. Are you blushing?

She can’t stand it anymore. So, she takes a deep breathe and skips over to you. She throws her body onto yours and wraps her arms around your neck with a squeal. “My love! I missed you!”

You try to crane your head to look at her, confused on the sudden burst of affection. “Mitsuri—”

“What we’re you guys talking about? Oh tell them about the other night, tell them!” She cheers, blushing and closing her eyes. The four others glance awkwardly at each other, obviously not wanting to hear the tale.

“Actually, my wives and I have got got be going now. I’ll see you around!” The four wave goodbye and you return it with a sigh, knowing exactly what happened.

She giggles into your neck and you can’t help but chuckle with her. "Really?" You tease, reaching back to play with her hair.

"I wasn't lying! I really do miss you!"

"We saw each other twenty minutes ago."

She blushes and pouts. "I don't like this new P-D-A rule. I want to touch you all the time!"

You take a deep breathe. You kinda had to agree with her, it was unnatural to have her not by your side all the time. Her touch always brought comfort. "Hmm. I think you're right."

She visibly brightens, eyes widening and legs kicking up. "So you'll let me touch you!"

"But can we try to tone it down on missions and when I'm trying to focus."

She flips you around with ease. Her strength is still something you still have to get used to. "Are you saying I'm distracting?"

You grin lazily. "Im saying that whenever you are in the room, I can't stop imagining you naked."

She turns pink, and lets out a girlish squeal, before leaning forward and connecting her lips with yours.

And so the two of you never learnt to deal with the PDA. But she's the hashira of love, can you expect her to be any different?

#drabbles #kny mitsuri #Mitsuri #mitsuri kanroji #mitsuri x you #kny fanfiction #mitsuri x reader #reader insert #x reader #mitsuri kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba #kny fanfic #mitsuri fanfic

[kaicubus]

A Trip to the Hot Springs | Mitsuri K.

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warnings ✩° : 18+ NSFW, wlw, fingering!recieving, scissoring, semi exposed sex, fluffy sex, confession sex, mutual feelings, consensual sex, cursing from reader (and me...maybe?), implied sub!mitsuri but also reader has sub moments.

pairing ✩° : mitsuri kanroji x fem!reader

premise ✩° : you’ve always like mitsuri kanroji, in all ways. frankly, it’s been giving you a little stress, but it’s a good thing there’s nothing a good trip to the hot springs can’t fix, right?

word count ✩° : 4.7k

authors note ✩° : im so sorry this literally took forever ive been putting it off and coming back to it only to add a sentence...but its FINISHED!!!

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They say the water found in a hot spring has the ability to cure all ailments of the body. The water of a hot spring easily heals the body, nourishes the mind, and soothes the soul. While anyone would enjoy the trip to heaven itself, you found yourself stuck, being the only one hesitant to soak their body in liquid gold. Why?

Mitsuri Kanroji.

As a fellow demon slayer, a hashira at that, Mitsuri  was kind to everyone she met. Including you. Everyone had warned you before that the love hashira was known for her overly friendly attitude and dream to fall in love, which was why she joined the demon corps in the first place. Mitsuri was anything but shy, especially when it came to people she didn’t know. It didn’t matter their status or their backstory, it seemed like she just loved them all unconditionally.

Mostly everyone in the demon corps had feelings for her, maybe with a few exceptions, but you certainly didn’t escape her warm, fuzzy aura. Very quickly did she become an acquaintance, a friend, a close friend, and eventually won a front row seat in your heart. In more ways than one, Mitsuri was impossible not to have feelings for. Naturally, you were drawn to her, like a moth to a flame knowing that Mitsuri was way too out of your league, saddened by the idea that she would never pay attention to anyone other than one of her fellow hashiras. In fact, the idea quickly became a heavy burden on your shoulders, damaged your self esteem and on multiple occasions caused you to slip up and make a fool out of yourself, sometimes in front of her.

You didn’t want to think about a silly crush any more, so you decided it’d be best for you and people around you to calm your mind and take a break.

Now was your day to relax. Here at the hot springs so generously paid for all demon corps members, there was no constant worry of fighting or being killed by demons, rather a nice time soaking in medicated, green tinted water guaranteed to reach deep in your being and pull out your truest self to enjoy as well. What’s even better was that you knew no one really visited the hot springs towards the end of the day, as they were busy cleaning up or getting ready to sleep. The sunset only adds to the full experience, in your opinion, and gives you a nice scenic setting to look at as you’re basking.

As a mandatory rule for hot springs, you slide off your silk robe and lay it resting on a vacant bench in the resting area and walk past the middle of the red curtains guarding the woman’s side, smiling to yourself as soon as you step into the luxurious heaven. Just as you pictured it, the hot springs is beautiful. Although there’s a small film of steam clouding around you and everything else, the vibrant shrubbery and smooth, wet rocks are still visible.

Just as it is beautiful, the hot springs is silent, which was good since you never cared for a busy hot spring. It wasn’t because you didn’t like your body, but the mere idea of ten people watching your exposed body in a see through bath made you just the slightest bit uncomfortable.

You clench your towel meant to cover your hair in your arms and step forward, comfortably striding past the wooden arch of the building itself and stepping into the main area where there’s a few separate areas. The second you step into the water is the second all your worries are said to wash away, and what they said was true. The water inside is hot, but not scalding, and yet soothing to all of your aches and pains just inside of your feet alone. You can only imagine what it’ll feel like once your entire body is under. You let out a much needed sigh and close your eyes to fully enjoy the experience.

Just as you’re about to fully submerge your body into the medicated, green tea bath, you nearly slip on the stones below but manage to catch yourself before anything bad happened. Your noise, however, was even less graceful and was quickly followed by a splash just further down in the bath. Your legs almost give out in fright.

That’s when you hear it.

“Oh! Is someone there?” An unnaturally springy voice calls, followed by a splash, then small swishes of water rippling expanding circles your way. Like an arrow to your heart, you knew exactly who it is, who’s voice is sickeningly sweet like warm drops of honey, no one else’s voice can even hit that frequency like hers can. You feel the world begin to shake under you.

Within seconds, the familiar sight of her hair reveals itself to you, sakura pink dipped in spring time green, as well as a delicate, yet sturdy frame, curved to perfection. There’s no denying who it was.

The figure gasps loudly and splashes around, “No way!” it shrieks, “Y/n~! I’m so glad you’re here! No one told me they were coming and I was so sad that I was going to be here alone! Though it wouldn't be an entire loss because I’d still be here in the hot springs! But, now that I have a friend it’ll be even better!” You watch as the familiar face claps her hands together and brings them to her face happily.

“M-Mitsuri!” You say, hands instantly flying to cover yourself, “Hi! Hello! It’s so nice to see you! I-I didn’t even know anyone else was here at this time of day...” An awkward laugh escapes from your shaky lips.

“I thought so too, but I guess it’s just the two of us!” She smiles wider, “Care to join me? There’s no one else here and I’m so lonely~ gah~!” Mitsuri pouts, pushing her peachy lips out at you in an irresistibly cute face of desperation, “Not even Shinobu wanted to be here with me...” Her words only make your heart squeeze more. She looked so sad, so miserable, or maybe she just really wanted you to stay with her.

Either way, you can’t resist.

Unable to even find the words, you find yourself nodding, your heart pounding inside your chest, ticking like hands on a clock, suddenly becoming louder and louder as Mitsuri draws near. The sound of your heart beat only grows as she wades closer to you, hands drifting at her sides, well sunken into the green tinted water. The steam is unbearably thick and barrier-like, and yet it fails to conceal the sheer redness that invades your cheeks like liquid lava pooling directly in the center of your face.

Surely, this can’t be happening. How is she already so close? When did she get so comfortable being this exposed out in the open? Your mind spirals with all sorts of questions, avoiding as much eye contact as possible as she waits for your answer, patiently.

“I-uh. Sure! Yeah, I-I’ll join.” If there was any chance at you maintaining your compsure, it was long gone. With Mitsuri’s pure intentions and happy go lucky personality, she was determined to make you stay anyways.

“Then it’s settled. Here, I have an extra seat next to me!” Mitsuri giggles and extends her hand from her side under the water, bringing it up to you with an open palm dripping in the sparkling liquid. Without thinking, you accept her hand and she pulls you behind the steam barrier and steps down, sinking deeper into the hot spring so that her entire waist down is submerged, yours shortly doing the same. She’s right in front of you, but you look away, trying desperately not to seem inappropriate in any way, especially to such a supreme leader and powerful fighter.

Before you know it, Mitsuri guides you to a calmer, more secluded area where fronds and bamboo guard all the walls surrounding a smaller pond. It feels intimate and closed off, private almost.

“Mitsuri are you sure this is for everyone to use? It seems like it’s private.” You point out and let go of her hand, covering your bits with your hands and arms as best as possible.

The love hashira turns towards you and backs up into the water, squinting her eyes into a warm smile, “Of course! This is the lovers area, but I use it as a private area just for me! Isn’t it cute?”

“The l-lovers area?”

She hums and holds her hands out again, “Y/n, come here! The water’s great closer to the edge. There’s a nice seating area too!” You take her word for it and make your way over next to her, letting your body float in the still water. When Mitsuri closes her eyes, you finally feel like you’re able to relax, so you close your eyes as well and let out a deep exhale followed by a small giggle from Mitsuri.

“A lot on your mind?” She peeks and steals a glance from the side.

“You can say that...” You do the same.

“I was thinking, Y/n. What do you use to make your body so smooth?” Mitsuri asks and opens her eyes fully, clearly not caring to relax or not, “Is it a body butter, maybe a full body massage? Moisturizer? Your skin is so supple!”

You want to give her an answer, but even you don’t know the answer to that. “It’s probably just the water making me look healthier than I actually am.” You let out a soft chuckle, “Your skin is far much better than mine, you have all those fancy elixirs, don’t you?”

“Nope, just cold water, really.” You can feel her eyes still fixated onto your body, “Y/n, I don’t mean to stare

At first, that’s all it is, a woman admiring another woman’s body. As she continues, you can feel her confidence completely block out any rational thought of hers when her hands start gliding up your sides to cupping your breasts in her hands, moving in wide, circular motions. The sound of a gasp being sucked into your chest causes Mitsuri to glance up at you through her thick, beautifully sooty lashes, smiling to herself as she locks eyes with your breasts again. She takes it upon herself to slide her fingers down your cleavage and pull your tits apart, watching the recoil and buoyancy of them bounce back together as soon as she lets go. Now more than ever, your heart doubles in pace, ridding your mind of anything, becoming similar to that of a husk, watching your soul leave your body as she fondles you so comfortably.

“Y/n, your skin is so smooth, I’m so jealous~ You have to tell me how you get it to be so pretty...” Her pale cheeks dust a soft pink, “Your body is so beautiful, I didn’t know. I rarely ever see anyone’s skin since our uniforms cover us right up! But, I’m glad I can see yours today.” Mitsuri’s pale green eyes catch the way your chest rises at her touch as she makes her way to your rib cage, resting her palms on either side of your body. There’s a moment of hesitance, as well as silence, that she uses to check to see if you’re alright, and for a moment she’s caught in her own web of seduction, halting as all the gears turn in her head.

“Ah! Oh my! I’m so sorry! I really shouldn’t have gotten ahead of myself!” She quickly retracts her hands and instead rushes to hide her own embarrassment.

“I-It’s alright! Mitsuri, I’m ok...I promise!” Your mouth was betraying your own sanity, and soon, so were your hands. You lurch forward and catch her dainty wrist and hold it to your chest, hitting yourself in the center of your torso with a small sounding, ‘slap!’

All of a sudden, your confidence drains from you and leaves you breathless. Once you realize what you’d done, you remove your hand from hers, but her palm stays on your chest, looking into your teary eyes with her sparkling ones.

“T-This is weird...Mitsuri, I can’t look at you here without wanting to die on the spot...” You can feel her eyes flutter with curiosity, “Ever since I’ve known you, I’ve liked you and even wanted to be with you, but you’re you and I am just...not on that level. So please, It’d be better for the both of us if I just go away so I don’t have to think about this.”

Just as you’re about to leave, Mitsuri shakes her head—rather quickly—and refuses to let go. Instead, she pulls you closer with a determined look on her face and brings her hand to your face, “Y/n, who ever told you you’re ‘not on my level?’ What kind of mess is that?!” She pounces forward, “You and me! We’re the same! Don’t you see? Y/n, your feelings towards me aren’t weird, and I’m glad you told me because...I feel the same towards you. So if you’re calling yourself weird, you might as well call me weird too!”

The urge to cry and wallow in nothing but sorrow and agony dissipated in a matter of seconds, now flourishing into blooming flowers of delight and pure happiness. That’s just what she was known for, and that’s the whole reason you fell face first for her. As much as you’d like for a better setting to be confessed to, you didn’t care. All you wanted to look at right now is her.

You look down at your body and notice she’s still holding onto you, now shying away from your eyes. If there was anything more to be said, you couldn’t say, you can only laugh at the circumstances and hold her hand, sitting back down into the springs. As she does the same, a few minutes go by, talking about your feelings and realizing you had a lot more in common than you thought, and that Mitsuri had actually liked you longer than you did her. It was all so mind boggling realizing that all it took was an encounter in one of the most intimate places you could imagine. But neither of you had forgotten where you were, in fact, when silence was all there was between you, Mitsuri’s face had become visibly nervous.

You always knew she had little ticks that made it painfully obvious when she liked someone; from what you’d observed in the past, she scratched her cheek, bit her lip, and her eyes would become shifty. You hadn’t noticed the signs until you catch her staring directly at your chest through the tinted water, captivated at the sight of the way the top half of your chest glistened in the setting sun.

You had to admit, you were deliberately looking away from Mitsuri to avoid any suspicion, but here she was, full on staring at you with her eyes widened owlishly to their full extent, then shyly biting her lip away to hide her very obvious hints.

Mitsuri parts her lips with her rose wet tongue, tilting her head down to view the water instead as her tone softens significantly from before, “Uhm...Y-Y/n? Forgive my boldness but, is there any possible way you think of me, inappropriately?” Once the words leave her lips, Mitsuri quickly raises her hands to her defense, “I’m sorry! That didn’t come out how I wanted it to! I-I’m just nervous...that’s all.” She lowers herself into the water, “It’s just that...when I was touching your chest...it felt really good and I want...to feel more, if that’s alright with you of course. You totally don’t even have to, I’m just curious!”

You nod your head, a little too eagerly. “I-I mean, I haven’t...not thought about it. You know, being here is kind of intimate, don’t you think? It feels like we’re already on our first date. Even though I’ve never been on one of those.”

“Me neither.” The love hashira smiles and scoots closer to you, just enough so that her shoulder bumps into yours, “But I’d be more than happy to figure it out with you, Y/n.” Just like that, your heart skips a beat, leaping into your throat and takes over your body as you both lean closer, gently closing the space between you. With her lips on yours, you can’t help but think of just how much you’ve yearned for this moment, and now that it’s finally here it feels better than you could’ve ever imagined.

Just as they appeared, Mitsuri’s lips were full, plump, almost like kissing the surface of a skinned peach. Almost instantly, her shoulders drop as do her brows, becoming more vulnerable and pliant to your touch the longer you stay connected to her mouth. Sucking gently on her bottom lip, you quickly get lost in her sweet, silky taste, almost losing yourself and your balance if it weren’t for her hands suddenly latching onto your waist, pulling you closer to her. It could have very well just been a reaction to your grip loosening, or it could’ve been her way of telling her she already wants more.

Just as you get used to kissing the girl of your dreams, Mitsuri makes a point to soften her mouth on yours as her hand makes its way down your neck to your chest, where she seems to have the most fun. You weren’t sure what to anticipate when her silky touch reminds you how real she is in this moment; it’s all new, uncharted territory that neither of you knew how to navigate.

Her fingers move to your nipples as do her eyes to your face, watching closely as her thumb grazes over the sensitive nubs, instantly hardening from the slight pressure. Mitsuri has never seen your body, and according to rumors, she’s a virgin and has never had a boyfriend or girlfriend, so why was she so good at  this? There was no certain way of telling, so you let her take full control over your body and allow her hands to roam all over you, rubbing your skin and fondling your tits as a whole, not leaving out any attention to your most sensitive places.

Your lips tremble at the thought of just how wet you could be from all of this, there was no way you weren’t, but Mitsuri was eager to find out, and in some other word you were too. Mitsuri’s hand trails down your hips and catches in between your inner thighs, opening your otherwise clamped legs with ease and revealing your drenched, reddened pussy already dripping with slick. “Wow, Y/n~! You’re so cute~ I can’t believe it! I’ve always liked you and thought dirty thoughts like this, but I never expected them to come true...” You watch as she bites down on the corner of her soft, pink lips.

“You’ve thought of me, like this?” Your hips buck on their own, wanting to feel her fingers inside of you already. Mitsuri nods and listens to your silent pleas, sliding two of her slender fingers down the middle of your slit, parting past your folds and rubbing up and down, just to get familiar with you. Instead of responding with words, she hums with a small smile, focused on your lower half, rubbing and prodding your sensitivity, occasionally looking up to see your face. Nothing is said until you feel a knot start to tighten deep inside your pelvis, already knowing what’s soon to follow after. So you stop her.

Through hazy delirium, you manage to catch Mitsuri’s hand and gently stop her fingers from becoming dangerously close to making you climax, looking up at her, your whole body trembling with embarrassment and over stimulation.

“Hm? Does this not feel good?” She asks curiously, batting her eyes at you, “You’re shaking quite a bit, so I expect it to feel a little bit nice?”

“Mitsuri, I want to make you feel good. It feels amazing, almost too amazing. So please, let me do something to you as well. Don’t focus entirely on me.” Your voice hushes hers into a whisper and soon enough, silence. Not wanting to wait any longer, you pull Mitsuri close and fill the gap of unwanted silence with your lips on hers. The kiss is gentle at first, creating the same tingling sensation in your stomach as before, only amounting to the indescribable feelings bursting at the seems inside of you.

Mitsuri’s hands glide up your back, eyes closed and neck limp as your tongue slides into her mouth. She tilts her head to deepen the kiss, which only makes your head spin more.

You reposition yourself so that your thighs cage hers, allowing you to pull her chest onto yours, now giving you full leverage to hoist her entire body with your arms alone. She was still standing, but in the heat of the moment, you manage to pull her up slightly so that her entire body was on yours, with no space in between you. Mitsuri gasps at your strengths and stares in shock, seeing as no one is able to carry her so easily, let alone in a bath with no further enhancements; but when it came to her, you’d do anything, so picking her up was out of the question.

With a gentle squeeze on her ass, you lower Mitsuri to fully sit on your thigh, all while your face sears with heat feeling her soaked pussy finally rub up against yours. Whether it was intentional at first was anyone’s guess. The water in the bath, however, makes it easier to handle her and her body, causing the love pillar to slide perfectly into your hold but eventually start to slip. As soon as she realizes she’s falling, Mitsuri scoots in closer, arms falling around your neck, right into your throbbing entrance again.

You manage one last gasp of air before the space in between your legs is overwhelmed with the warm, slick flesh of Mitsuri’s pussy. Within seconds, the hot springs fills with one, collective sigh and light sounds of water splashing. Mitsuri’s eyes fall closed as she bites down on her pink lip, sinking her teeth down in an attempt to collect herself from losing composure, but failing once you grind into her.

“Y/n, your pussy’s so wet and warm...I can hardly focus.” Mitsuri exhales softly, cocking her head to the side and grazing her hands up your back to hold your shoulders, “I-It feels so good, you were right.”

Small sweat beads start to appear on your forehead as you bite down on your lip, watching the way her body falls against yours perfectly, fitting and filling each space of your hips and waist, and you knew she was already intoxicated by you. Just by feeling your arousal against her fluttering cunt, Mitsuri’s eyes squeeze shut, her hips now moving on their own, searching to get even closer than before.

Her hands grip at your waist, pulling you in to her and giving you the perfect view of her pale breasts spilling onto yours along with the sight of her pink braids parting around the rest of the body. You couldn’t help but wonder if Mitsuri does these things on purpose, if she—especially now—knew that everything she did made you lose your mind. At this point, Mitsuri’s movements weren’t her own. With her knuckles tightly clenching around your wrists, she rubs her puffy entrance against yours, using her slick to easily glide up and down, bucking her hips into yours, and she can’t help but whine, tilting her head into your chest, battling the feelings that overcame her senses she grew to know as pleasure running all throughout her body.

The sudden pleasure heats your body till the point you feared how red your face was from the way Mitsuri’s body loosens in your arms. She rubs back and forth against your pussy, swaying her hips and pushing herself into you further, trying to chase the fleeting feeling of the tingling sensation.

A soft moan flows past your lips. You had already fantasized about this moment for weeks, even months, but now that it was actually happening, you realize that Mitsuri was doing most of the work. You wanted to hold her back and grapple onto his hips and grind yourself onto her just to feel the surging heat of her throbbing cunt against yours, but you could hardly do so when Mitsuri was doing it already, all while complementing your body through hushed groans.

“F-Fuck, Mitsuri, if you keep doing that I—haa!” You hold onto her out of desperation and cling against her back, digging your nails into her pale skin.

She whines, moving her hips in circles, lathering in your combined juices before gently stuffing her head into your shoulder, trying desperately to speed up. Her olive colored eyes are laced with tears brimming her lashes, nearly spilling out before you can calm her with a small kiss on her lips, hips still stuttering at all the attention. 

“D-Do you know how long I’ve waited for this?” Mitsuri moans shamelessly into your ear, leaving a small kiss on the shell of it, “Wanting to kiss you, and touch you? Y/n, I’m so happy!”

You rock against her thighs and gasp out, “Shit, oh my God Mitsuri,” you inch your body closer again and press into her folds, taking in all her delicious sounds of irrevocable rapture.

“Y-You’re making me s’good, Y/n. Your wet pussy feels so good on mine, please don’t ever stop. Don’t stop, don’t stop!” She pleads, grinding circles with her sopping slit against your cunt. If anyone were to walk in at any moment, there was no way of prying you off of her. From her supple flesh to her strangely sweet taste, you were addicted to every part of her.

As much as you wanted to savor the moment, you could already feel the growing knot in your stomach start to unravel which could only mean one thing.

You're about to tip over the edge. You already guessed that this would happen, due to built up tension or purely because it was her, you didn't know, but it came as a shock to you that you were quickly feeling yourself crossing the edge so quickly. You wanted it to last for longer, and you were embarrassed to say that you were going to cum already, but by the looks of her reddened face and faster pace, Mitsuri was too.

“So good, Mitsuri, y-you’re so fucking cute. Just like that, yeah?” a subtle smirk spreads across your lips, “You’re making such a mess, baby.”

The love pillar’s pillowy thighs straddle against your thigh, hurrying her rutting up until the point where her she can’t even move anymore but still continues at an only accelerating rate.

“I wanna c-cum with you, Y/n, just please don’t stop!” She sputters incoherently and suddenly pants into your ear, her voice practically singing your name as she chants it over and over again, “Y/n! Y/n! Y/n!” and finishes it off with a strained moan escaping from her swollen, pink lips.

You cry out as well, the knot completely unraveling, which sends Mitsuri over the edge at the same time hearing your messy and tangled moans. She lets her body fall limp against yours as she shakes uncontrollably, stuffing her face into your dewy chest, squeezing your torso so tight you fear you can pop right then and there. Instead, you hold her as well and feel amounts of slick and arousal spilling out of you, dripping all the way down past your inner thighs and onto Mitsuri’s as well. One look told you that Mitsuri was much more messier than how you looked, with her blushed pussy still leaking after when you thought you’d finished entirely.

The pillar looks up at you, legs still trembling, with teary eyes and an overjoyed smile, unable to say anything but hold you. You give her a flushed smile as well and pet the top of her head, soaking it with some bath water and flicking her braids off of her damp skin.

“Let’s finish our bath?”

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[smh-yoon]

hello!! how are you? i have missed you and i hope you’re doing well <3

i recently came across the xfem!reader that you have written about mitsuri and i absolutely loved it!! she’s one of my favorite girls ever and i was wondering if you could write some more mitsuri content pretty please? i love the way that you write and i will be happy with literally anything!!

but please don’t push yourself and make sure that you’re taking care of yourself!!

– 🌷

a/n: hi baby!! i hope you didn't think i was ignoring you i just got very busy over the past few days! i have been feeling very gay lately so you requested at the right time lol. this is gonna be a little diff from the drabbles i alr had of her, so i hope you enjoy! <3 i did a longer, sweeter fic, so here is smth to change it up ;)

genre: romance, smut, wlw

pairings: mitsuri x fem! reader

warnings: dom! reader, praising (giving), petnames (giving), overstimulation?

MINORS DNI - nsfw under the cut

Mitsuri really was the cutest girl you'd ever seen. It was hard to imagine anyone had ever dared to break her heart. She was always so good to you, checking on you, bringing you gifts and snacks when she was thinking of you. Her shyness was always just so cute.

She was always good for you, too. Her eyes were glazed over from the tears rolling down her cheeks, lips swollen and bruised from your kisses.

The fabric of her haori was rippling with every bounce of her tits, already littered with marks that you'd left on her against her whiny protests. Something about the way her skin looked left with remnants of your lustful behavior was too appealing to resist. She often ended up with hickies, teary eyes, messy hair, the whole mix.

"C'mon pretty girl, just like that," you cooed, listening to her whine as she continued to grind against your thigh.

The way she cried out, clutching the front of your shirt, babbling nonsense as she shook her head, trying to push past the burning in her thighs as she continued back and forth on your thigh.

She was soaking your pants through her panties, eagerly letting you slip off her pants when you offered to relieve some of her recent stressed with her missions as a hashira. She worked so hard, she deserved a little reward.

"Don't tell me you're tired? You only came once baby, give me another, yeah? Don't wanna disappoint me, do you?"

Shaking her head, she haphazardly brushed her hair out of her face, looking up at you through her lashes as you smile at her, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "Good, now move." Your hand gripped the flesh of her ass, pushing her hips as she started to move against you again.

Listening to her gasp and moan, you opened the front of her haori, tugging down her chest bindings to free her breasts. It would've been too much to remove them now, not when she was so close to another orgasm and her tits looked so pretty bouncing like that. Leaning down to capture her nipple in your mouth, you relished in the high-pitched whine she let out, followed by a pathetic sob of pleasure.

"Cumming, cumming, cumming!" Her hips moved wildly against your leg, her voice so high that you though she might lose her voice, crying out and gripping desperately at you.

Once her hips stopped moving, her body shaking, you put your hands on her waist and came up from her breasts, pressing a sweet kiss to her lips. Tears had stained her cheeks, eyes red and shining when you pulled away, smiling at her.

"You did so good sweet heart. Think you could give me one more?"

<3 <3 <3

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[xxsabitoxx]

24 mitsuri pls 🩷💚

Prompt 24: "One more time! Please!"

Divider is from @/benkeibear

Warnings: pussy eating, reader’s gender is not specified

You pulled away, tongue sticking out to lick your lips clean of her sticky sweet arousal. “Fuck, again, please do it again.” Mitsuri slurred out, cheeks flushed a deep shade of pink as she lifted her head to look down at you. You were situated on your stomach, her plump thighs caging in your head and giving you the perfect view to look straight up her body.

“I’ve made you cum three times, baby. You really want more?” You teased her, eyes still locked on her watery green ones as you littered soft kisses along her thighs and pubic bone. “Yes, please! One more time! Please!” She wailed, legs thrashing slightly as the throbbing arousal returned to her. “Beg me again, I don’t think I heard you the first time.”

You smirked, placing a closed mouth kiss on her swollen clit and watching her shudder. “One more time! Please!” The tears that hadn’t fallen before were steadily leaking down her cheeks now. She was desperate, no amount of overestimation could deter her from feeling your tongue on her aching cunt again. “Alright, fine… since you looked so pretty while asking.”

Mitsuri almost sobbing with relief as your tongue slipped between her folds again, flicking along her already sensitive clit and making her back arch. She was always sensitive, always eager and willing for you. She’d do whatever you asked if it meant you’d make her cum in the end.

“So-so good! Fuck, baby you’re so good!” She wailed, head tossed against the pillow as you lowered. Your tongue prodded her entrance, collecting the honey like arousal dripping out of her, your nose pressing to her clit in the process. Mitsuri’s hips jerked wildly, body tingling as her fourth orgasm crept up on her. “So-Ahh-close please don’t stop—“

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[lanternadosafogados]

A day off with the Hashiras be like...

Giyuu Tomioka

– Tomioka is a simple guy. Almost all of his days off will be spent at his house. 

– He will make some tea for you two. And some food. Is just a simple lazy day.

– He still doesn't talk much. But his smile let you know that he's happy.

Muichiro Tokito

– Do you like to watch the sky and the clouds? Because it's the way you two spend most of his day off.

– You two watch the clouds, you even tell him the forms you are seeing. You ask what form he is seeing. Well… let's just say it takes a while to him don't just say "clouds".

– You bring some snacks for you two. When It's time to go home he thanks you for the company. It's his way to say he liked to pass time with you.

Giyomei Himejima

– The day with Giyomei is relaxing and fun.

– You two enjoy some tea while talking about your favorite animals and life. How it was and how you want it to be after all the demons are killed.

– He sometimes cries thinking of someone young like you putting yourself in danger in order to be a Demon Slayer. Even if you have to comfort him, it makes you happy to have someone that is worried about you.

Tengen Uzui

– Well… while spending the day with him you are also spending time with his three wives. It's not a problem for you. You like them and they like you too.

– All of you spend the day walking and shopping. You always return home with more clothes and jewelry.

– The day is fun and agitated. At the end you enjoy some drinks with them before going home.

Obanai Iguro

– He is quiet around the other Hashiras. It's not much different with you. That doesn't mean he doesn't enjoy passing the day with you.

– Sometimes you two go out to eat, even if he doesn't eat or drink anything while with you he enjoys talking with you and listening to your voice.

  – Here and there, on the way back home you stop at some tent to look at the things they are selling. He may give you the thing you like the most when you two are going out again.

Sanemi Shinazugawa

– You always think he looks a little like a dog barking when he's mad. It wasn't a surprise to know that he likes them.

– On the first day off you two spend together a couple of them approach him. He gave half of his food to them. "That's adorable" you think, but do not tell him. You like to stay alive so much to do that.

– It transforms into a habit when you buy some candy to share with him at the end of the day. He tries to not let you know, but he's a little ashamed every time you give one candy to him, while smiling.

Rengoku Kyoujurou

– Oh boy. I hope you like to walk, cause the day with him is fun. But also tiring.

– He takes you to all his favorite places to eat, to buy clothes and to buy presents for his brother. Maybe he did not leave the stores before you chose something for you.

– He may have a lot of favorite places to eat, but that doesn't make you expect less of the food. Every time you ends experimenting something new.  

Mitsuri Kanroji

– Maybe the same as Rengoku when the topic is food. Sometimes you don't enjoy much of the food because you are most interested in enjoying her company.

– You two always stop at game tents. It's not every time some of you win something, but you like to give what you win to her. The smile on her face it's just adorable.

– At the end of the day she always gives you a big hug. You always feel like you could lose yourself there. Embracing her perfume.

Shinobu Kochou

– She may not take a day off. She wouldn't stop working if you didn't take her out to touch some grass and breathe pure air. 

– You make some tea and food for the two of you. Always chatting about little things to take her head out of killing demons. You do this to clean your head also.

– She's always smiling. You know that the most of the time her smile doesn't reach her eyes, but at the end of the day you see some happiness and appreciation behind them. 

I hope you all like my headcanons, even if It's simple.

Sorry for any mistakes. English is not my first language, but thank you very much to all the the votes in my last headcanons ❤️✨💛

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[hydroj1ns]

onsen with mitsuri

cw: gn reader with cock, breeding, she picks up soap, uhh boobs, mentions of pregnancy but like twice, aftercare, cringe dialogue, NOT PROOFREAD (o god)

After an exhausting day working for the demon slayer corps, you were excited to finally retire for the night, but not before a nice, long soak in the hot springs.

What you didn’t expect was someone already in the water. You thought you’d be alone; after all, no one was normally awake during these hours. Uncaring and worn out, you stepped past the fence and into the warm water. The heat of it immediately relaxed your tired muscles, and you tilted your head back onto the stone behind you, closing your eyes.

That was until you were interrupted. “Oh! Hello! Are you also a demon slayer?” Opening your eyes, you were met with the love pillar of all people, with her signature pink and green braids just covering the peachy pink centers of her full breasts. Trying to maintain contact with her, you replied, “Y-yeah… long day, you know…”

“Ah! Same here!” she exclaimed cheerfully. How someone like this was a hashira, you hadn’t a clue. But how she could keep a good posture with those heavy jugs of hers was a more important question. The curve and shape of them was perfect, you doubt you had seen better ones before. Not only that, but her slender body and milky skin was begging to be touched.

Your gaze followed her body as she exited the hot spring. God, even her ass was perfect, round and voluptuous. She took a stool on the side and began scrubbing herself. That was until her bar of soap happened to slip out of her hand. Hurriedly, she got up to chase it, the fat of her behind recoiling with every stride. When it finally stopped sliding, she bent over to pick it up, displaying her juicy pussy from behind. Eyes widening at the erotic view of her pink folds, you felt yourself get aroused in the water.

As the hashira turned to walk back to her stool, you whipped your head away the sight, feigning ignorance.

“Ah.. excuse me! Do you think you could help me scrub my back? I cant quite seem to reach some spots.”

After muttering something about taking orders from a hashira, you crouched behind her sitting form, rubbing the bar of soap all over the expanse of her back, which was noticeably hard and toned. Surprising you, she suddenly stood up so that you were face to face with that glorious ass. Turning around so that you were now face to face with the lips of her cunt, she explained, “My arms are a bit sore right now, do you think you could also help me clean down there? I cant quite reach it.” She asked politely.

Of course, who were you to say no? You directed her to sit back on the stool and spread her legs around you. You first took your sudded hand to massage the inside of her thighs, drawing suppressed little moans from her. You moved onto her outer lips; your fingers were in a v-shape, rubbing up and down her lips teasingly. Then, using two fingers to spread her puffy folds, you were greeted by her tight hole. Using your other two fingers, you shoved them inside, stirring slowly and sensually. You watched as she arched her back and threw her head back, finally letting out loud moans. Her thick braids fell to the side of her large breasts, revealing the blushy pink nipples, which were hardened from the chilly night air. This only encouraged you to continue, so you started scissoring your fingers inside of her.

“Miss Mitsuri, I believe I can clean you deeper inside, if you would allow me.”

“P-please… I-ah! want to get clean…”

With her consent, you shoved your cock down to the hilt inside her convulsing cunt. Her warm walls felt so good spasming around you, so much so that you could cum right there, inside of her.

“Your cute little pussy is squeezing me so hard, what does it really want?” you asked teasingly.

She could only stutter, “G-give me your cum. Cum in my womb!”

“Dropping the act now? Wouldn’t that be the opposite of cleaning you inside?” You smirked. After all, this would most likely be your final and only chance to fuck a pillar.

“Give me your babies! I don’t care who you are! I’ve been celibate for months because of my duties! Give me anything!” She exclaimed passionately.

As per her request, you thrusted deep into her, and with every pull out and back in, she cried ecstatically, until she finally came, forming a white ring around the base of your cock. However, you kept abusing her throbbing pussy. While groping at her tits like your life depended on it, you could feel the head of your cock breach something inside of her.

“P-put it in my womb! Make me carry your child!”

Smirking, you wondered, “How heavily will these tits get once a make you round with my kids? They’re already quite heavy, are you sure you aren’t already pregnant? Am I fucking a pregnant woman?”

“I-I don’t kn-know!” She shouted, clearly drunk on your cock. You took the liberty to release inside her now-abused womb, filling the cavern inside of her with your white essence. Giving her nipples a few final pinches, you pulled out of her. She quickly used her well manicured fingers to stop to the cum dribbling out of her, desperate to keep every drop inside of her. God, she looked amazing, with her perky breasts shiny with sweat, pussy red after your fucking, and milky thighs shaking from it all.

While cleaning her, for real this time, you wondered how often the love pillar got fucked like this. It made sense when you really think about it, since her whole theme was love and lust. Also, why else was she the only one with a breast window anyway? And that short skirt? Her asscheeks practically hung out of those. Was her outfit really corps-approved?

Depositing her slumbering form at her inn-room, you thanked her before leaving, even though she probably couldn’t hear you. This was probably the last time you would see her, as you were just some low-rank, practically fodder for most demons.

You took your leave, trudging down the dirt path in search of your next assignment.

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[melancholymetropolis]

"You're making such a mess, Mitsuri."

The Hashira groans against the bamboo gag as rivers of drool spilled from the sides of her mouth. Her chest was pressed onto the bed while her rear was in the air. Her wrists and ankles were tied together with colorful rope; which gave me the perfect view of her sopping cunt.

I kneeled on the bed, taking her ass in my hands. I kneaded the soft flesh for a few seconds, before lowering my face to her womanhood. I spread the vulva with my thumbs, before taking long, slow lives against it.

The Hashira squeals and moans from the stimulation--- even pushing her cunt closer to my face. I moved my hands back to her ass, before giving the cheeks a heavy slap. I flicked my tongue faster, lapping against her sopping hole. After dome time, I moved my hand to her throbbing clit and rubbed it lazily. I could feel Mitsuri's tongue pulse, her slick spilling from the warm canal in rivers. Her moans were loud and breathy. Her thighs shaking--- she was about to cum. I kept my combination going. Feeling her pussy grow wetter and hearing those moans echo throughout the room.

"I'm gonna. . . " She murmured against the gag. "I'm gonna. . . "

I smirked against her womanhood, before removing my hand from her clit and my mouth from her hole.

Mitsuri screeched in frustration.

"Have you forgotten so quickly, little one?" I said rising from my seated position. I walked around the bed to where her head was and took a seat. "You don't get to cum."

"Please. . . I'm sorry," she begged, more drool spilling from her lips. "I won't do it again."

"You can say whatever you want," I said, petting her multicolored hair. "You will not cum until I feel like you've learned your lesson."

"But---"

"That's what you get for flirting with Obanai."

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[rougepancake]

can u do female demon slayer characters eating out their girlfriend for the first time? (I loved the genya thing but I am extremely homosexual)

I’VE GOTCHU 😩💚

Ft. Kocho Shinobu, Mitsuri Kanroji, Lady Tamayo

Warnings: SEXUALLY EXPLICIT MATERIAL CONTENT UNDER THE CUT!!! MDNI!!! Cunnilingus, oral sex, slight inexperience in Mitsuri’s (she’s so cute I can’t help myself)

KOCHO SHINOBU

She’s buried between your legs, lapping mercilessly at your clit, two of her fingers pumping in and out of your cunt as you cry for more.

She knows what she’s doing and it shows.

In fact, that’s what led you two to this moment.

You shouldn’t have told her that her head game sucks.

No seriously.

Shinobu doesn’t handle disrespect well, and proved you wrong within seconds.

That was thirty minutes ago.

MITSURI KANROJI

She has you sprawled out on her bed, your legs over her shoulders as she curiously looks down at your dripping cunt.

Of course she knows how to please a woman. She’s pleasured herself before.

But how does she please you?

Hesitantly, she leaned forward and stuck her tongue out, experimentally licking up your slick folds. She shivered at the taste and went back for seconds, relishing in how sweet you were.

You let out a gasp of pleasure and threw your head back, which told her all she needed to know.

LADY TAMAYO

She’s never been with a woman like this before, and it shows. She knows the basics, but what if she’s not satisfactory for you?

It helped that you were guiding her through it, but she was still nervous.

Which was odd because she can’t remember the last time she was this anxious about something that wasn’t in reference to Muzan.

Slowly, she dipped her tongue between your folds, moaning softly at the taste.

You were so sweet. So delectable.

You had just become her favorite dessert.

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