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nymphoheretic · 5 months

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Synopsis: What if Kyoujuro took Akaza's offer and became a demon? He trades his mortality for the immortality of demon. But for some reason, he can't get your sweet scent out of his head. It calls him like a moth to a flame. So, much that Akaza has to bring you along.

Warnings: Black coded!Reader, slight nocon(but they back off), Dubcon, Corruption, Clawing, choking, biting/marking, spitting, knotting, oral (recieving and giving), blood play, darcyphilia, somnophilia, bondage, collaring, usage of the nickname "Pet" from Akaza, pet play, Master/slave, slut calling, humiliation, exhibitionism, dumbification, nipple play, sadism, double penetration, anal, spitroast, claiming, praise, degradation, and just overall roughness(mostly from Akaza). Let me know I missed anything!

Word count: 5.3k

Pairing: Demon!Rengoku x Slayer!fem!reader x Akaza

Tags: the rengoku girlies(gn) @bakugosbratx @renhoeku @glz-100 @herohibiscus @potofstewie @comatosebunny09 @cherryblossomsenpai @linpunny @unknownspecies @yeahitzally @taisho-era-secrets@auraee @diorsbrando @serenesaku @yandere-kou @mrsrengoku @sukunaes @novagirlxoxo @fuyuswifey @desi-the-blue-eyed-kakushi @sugardollie-907 @ruggiethethuggie @luxesiren @uronlywifey and the network @enchantedforest-network

A/N: The art in the header is a paid commission by me! Done by the amazing Nightly_uwus on Insta!

Smut under the cut! Reader discretion advised!

Akaza turned to you, still holding your jacket closed with one hand as the other searched for something you could fend them off with. A sadistic smile curled at his lips as he approached you. He knelt down on the balls of his feet and peered at your face. “I said a collar.” He said simply as he reached out, his fingertips stopping just short of touching your throat. His shortened nails grew into long talons as his smile widened. “Unless you want to become a Demon, pet?”

You glared at the pink-haired demon as you grit your teeth. You did not want to be collared like a dog, but you refused to become a demon. You lowered your head as your face flushed hot. You were going to be treated like an animal by this demon. Your fist clenched tighter in the fabric of your jacket as you felt his cold fingers glide over your throat as he wrapped something around it.

“There.” Akaza smirked as he placed with the little pink tassel that now hung from her neck. He used one of the tassels that hung from the rope around his waist. ``That should do until a proper collar can be made.” He glanced over at Kyoujuro, who had calmed down, the flames that had surrounded him dissipating before checking the sunlight that still filtered from beneath the door. “Ah....” he whined out, tossing his hands out. “I’m so bored since the sun is up.” He looked back down at his newest little pet. “You should probably get some rest, Pet. We have a long night ahead of us.”

For some reason you did not like the way Akaza said that. You clenched your jacket tighter as you glared at the two demons, your eyes softening a bit when they landed on Kyoujuro. You still loved him despite him betraying everyone. Betraying his family, leaving Senjuro behind, leaving Tanjirou, Zenitsu, and Inosuke without a mentor like Kyoujuro had promised, and finally for forgetting about the years of love you had shared. Now Kyoujuro was a demon with a vague sense that he knew you, but why just you? You scooched over to a corner of the shack and leaned your head against it all while keeping your eyes on them. “I’m not tired. The last time I slept, I was woken up quite rudely.”

Your mind replayed what had happened when you finally regained consciousness. Kyoujuro nestled between your thighs, his hot tongue lapping at your folds, suckling on your clit as Akaza was fondling your breasts, his own wet muscle tracing over your nipples, and having his long thick fingers shoved so deeply down your throat.

You clicked your tongue as you could still taste the pads of his fingers. Your face ran hot as thoughts of Akaza’s mouth on your breasts again while his fingers slowly worked in and out of your mouth flashed across your eyes. You shook your head to try to get rid of the image, but it lingered like the taste in your mouth.

Kyoujuro glanced over at you and wounded why he was greatly attacted to you. While he swore that he would not touch you again until you did not fear him anymore, a part of him demanded that he lay claim on what belonged to him. You were his and that he could touch you as much as he so desired.

And while you gave him a frightened look, Kyoujuro could not help but to thnk that the fear was not because of him, but Akaza. He just had to know. Waking over to you, the newly turned demon kneeled down to eye level with you. “Are you afraid of me?”

You took your eyes off of Akaza to look at Kyoujuro and fought off the urge to blush. He was still so very handsome even if he had become your sworn enemy. “Afraid? No. Angry and hurt? Yes.” you answered evenly, your eyes staring into his flame colored orbs. You could never be afraid of him. He was and still is your one and only love. You loved him so much that it hurts. Yo clenched your fists tighter into the material of your top as you glared at him. “Why?”

“Why? He repeated. Kyoujuro thought about your question, his claws coming up to rest against his chin. “What do you mean, Why?”

“Why did you betray everyone and become a demon, Kyoujuro!” you screamed, your eyes burning with fresh tears. “You betrayed Tanjirou, Zenistu, and Inosuke and left them without a mentor and with the burden of having to slay you one day. You left sweet Senjurou without his beloved older brother.” Tears threatened to fall and run down your face as you continued your rant.

Kyoujuro had so many people that looked up to him and for him to go and betray everyone like this was unacceptable. “You left Mitsuri and the others behind without a comrade! The master will be so hurt to learn that one of his Hashira turned into a demon.” your tears broke through the barrier that held them back and fell down your cheeks. “How could you be so willing to forget about me and the love we shared?”

The blond demon felt conflcition in his non-beating heart. Love? He was in love with you? That would make sense as to why he felt so drawn to you. Kyoujuro felt an intense need to gather your small crying frame in his arms. Slowly, not to startle you, the new demon wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you to his chest.

He placed one hand against the small of your back and the other petted your head gently. Kyoujuro felt the overwhelming need to apologize to you. For some reason he did not like seeing the tears in your beautiful eyes.

You flinched when Kyoujuro suddenly pulled you into his arms, but quickly melted into the familiar embrace. While it felt slightly different due to his new demonic strength, your body knew that it was Kyoujuro’s arms that you were in. You wrapped your arms around his neck and cried into his shoulder. It felt so good to be comforted by him like he used to whenever you were feeling emotional. “Kyou..why did you leave me?” you asked as you pulled away to look into his glowing eyes.

Akaza sat back on his haunches as he watched the two of you and felt an odd feeling in his chest. For some reason, he wanted to snatch you out of Kyoujuro’s arms, to lick away the sad salty tears that trailed down your face and replace them with fresh tears of pleasure.

He did not want to coddle you or say words of praise to you. He wanted to make you cry, to fuck yo until you were a literal sobbing mess under him. The pink-haired demon flared his aura slightly, concentrating on the pink tassel that hung from your neck. “Come here, Pet.”

Your back straightened as the tassel around your neck began to heat up. What was going on? Why did you feel a sudden need to go to Akaza? You were finally about to get some answers from Kyoujuro, now this damned collar was acting up. You tried to grab it, but it burned your fingertips.

“Ow!” you yelped, blowing your hand. You glanced over at Akaza from Kyoujuro’s shoulder and saw him beckoning for you. You shook your head and clung to the blond. You felt more safe with him than Akaza. “No...” you tried to ignore the burning sensation the tassel caused.

“Come to me, my pet.” Akaza cooed as he crooked a finger at you. “Your master wishes to comfort you.” He used his words carefully as Kyoujuro was still very protective of you. If his creation sensed that he was planning on making you cry for an entirely different reason, Akaza did not want to think about that. He flared his aura a bit more, causing the tassel to glow a luminous red. “Come here.” He commanded with a sly smile. “I won’t hurt you.”

Kyoujuro looked a bit confused. Why was it everytime you got too close to him and asked him of his past did Akaza interfere? Biting his thumb with his fang, he quickly squeezed out a drop of blood and touched the tassel. He then flared his own aura, overwhelming Akaza’s control. “Stay where you are, Fireball.” The nickname flowed off his tongue easily, almost too naturally. He then turned to a confused Akaza. “I want to know more about her, Akaza. Stop interrupting me.”

Akaza bit his lip. What would happen if he let Kyoujuro talk to you and he somehow regained his memories? This would be Tamayo all over again if that were to happen. But if he would come between Kyoujuro and you now, a fight would surely break out and they would end up destroying their shelter from the sun’s harsh rays.

Relaxing his stance, Akaza backed down. He had to hope that the amount of blood he’d given Kyoujuro would be strong enough. He shrugged his shoulders, “Do what you want. I’m going to sleep.” Akaza then moved back over the opposite wall and laid down on his side. “Wake me when the moon is up, Kyoujuro.”

You sighed as the burning sensation finally subsided and you touched the soft pink tassel. Your face still felt sticky from your tears drying, but you looked back over to Kyoujuro, who was still in a rather protective stance. “Thank you.”

Kyoujuro glanced over to you, eyeing your shirt that now hung slightly open now that your hand was not clenched tightly in the material. “I didn't do it to save you. I have questions that only you can answer.” He reached out and grabbed you by the arm and moved back over to the further end of the hut. Removing the flame haori from around his shoulders, the demon handed it to you. “Here. Cover up with this.”

You took the haori from him, his warm scent still clinging to the fabric. Tears swelled in your eyes again. Kyoujuro had often lent you his haori on cold winter nights when you cuddled under the stars before making sweet love. You held back the tears and wrapped your body in his cloak before looking at him.

“I’ll answer your questions if you answer mine.” you said, staring into those beautiful glowing eyes of his. Eyes you could still get lost in just by gazing deeply in them. You started to feel that familiar heat in your belly the longer you stared into his eyes. You broke eye contact briefly before his hand shot out and grabbed you by the chin.

“Do not look away from me.” He said softly. “I agree to your terms.” His thumb rested on your plush bottom lip and he struggled with the urge to stroke it and to pull you into a passionate kiss that would leave you breathless and panting for more. “I feel so drawn to you. Your scent calls to me and it makes it so hard to not strip you down and devour you and not in the demon sense.” He smirked slightly, causing your face to warm with a blush. “Akaza says that it's because we must have been lovers when I was human. Is it the truth, little one?”

Your heart thumped painfully in your chest when Kyoujuro called you by that name. It was the name he always called you when he was buried deep within your walls because you were so small in his arms. Your face heated further as your eyes darted to his lips before flickering back to his eyes.

“Yes, we were to be married. You’ve been courting me for nearly a year now.” you watched as the blond nodded his head, seeming to accept your answer. That ball of heat in your belly grew when he released your chin and trailed the tips of his fingers down the side of your neck. You swallowed thickly, “Is that all you want to know?”

Kyoujuro looked down at you, your scent becoming intoxicatingly sweeter the more his fingers traced over your skin. So it was not him that frightened you. He aroused you. “I will answer your query before asking another.” he said simply. His eyes never left your face, zeroing in on your perfect, cute mouth. He wanted to kiss you so badly that his jaw ached from him clenching so tightly.

You fidgeted with your fingers as you stared into his eyes. You noticed how they were downcast slightly, looking at your mouth. “Uhm...” you started, your tongue coming out to wet your lips. You watched how his eyes followed your pink muscle as if he was mesmerized by it. You glanced over to the spot where Akaza lay and saw that he was indeed sleeping, his hand scratching his stomach as he snored. “Why? Why did you become a demon?”

Kyoujuro snapped his eyes back up to your face, pupils dilating as your question reached his ears. “You want to know why?” His lips curled up into a smile as he moved in closer to you, his hand coming up to wrap around yourneck. “I just didn’t want to die. Why should I have to give up my life and die for the demon corps? I was going to die.”

Tears began to swell in your eyes as you grabbed at his arm. “You said to die as a human is one of the most beautiful things!” you yelled. “That’s what you said! You said you would never become a demon! Why? Why did you betray my trust in you? Why did you betray Tanjirou, Inosuke,and Zenistu! Why did you betray the Demon Corps and the Master?” you bit your lip and blinked hard to keep the tears away as your voice started to get a bit more loud. “Why did you betray Senjuro, your beloved little brother!”

His hand tightened around your throat as Kyoujuro pulled you in closer to him. His eyes burned into yours as he growled. “I don’t know what you are talking about. I only want to know about you and why you have such a spell on me.” His words came out a bit harsher than he wanted, but his demon blood was starting to boil and those tears in your eyes were making him feel sick to his stomach.

“No more questions.” Kyoujuro whispered, his nostrils flaring to take in more of your intoxicating scent. Even with his hand wrapped so tightly around your neck, you did not fear him. It actually aroused you even more.

You knew you should be scared, angry and definitely not attracted to this demon, but it was your Kyou. He still looked like your Kyou. Your body still remembers his touch. Even with his hand around your neck, he’s still being so gentle with you. You could not stop yourself.

Your hand slid up his arms until your fingers wrapped around his biceps and your other hand came to rest on his cheek. “Kyou...” you whispered softly. “I...I’m sorry.” you did not know what else to say. You knew you should hate him now. He was a demon, a pawn to Muzan. “What else do you want to ask me?”

The blonde demon stared into those enchanting eyes of yours, the longer he stared the more he wanted you. He wanted to see those eyes of yours with tears of pleasure, not pain. He softened his grip around your neck until he moved his hand up to caress your cheek. “You’re so beautiful, little one.” Kyoujuro purred, staring into your eyes. His thumb rested on your bottom lip, stroking it softly as he slowly began to lean in.

You should have turned away, pushed him away. But instead, you followed his lead and leaned in closer. You could feel his cool breath on your lips. You let out a soft moan when his mouth slanted over yours as his other hand came up to grab your face. You slowly wrapped your arms around his neck, trying to pull him in close to your heated body. You wanted him when he was human and you still wanted him as a demon. Your heart only saw him as your Kyoujuro. Slowly, you pushed your tongue out and parted his lips. You needed him so badly. “Kyou...” you whined before his tongue slid into your mouth.

Kyoujuro tilted your head back, deepening the kiss as he slowly moved one hand from your face to stroke the exposed skin of your neck and collarbone. He curled his tongue around yours and sucked it into his mouth, drawing another sweet sounding moan from you.

Gods, they were like music to his ears. He slowly moved his cloak off of your shoulders, taking your black demon slayer corp jacket with it. He pulled away from your delectable lips to look at your body. “You’re so fucking beautiful, little one.”

Your face heated with embarrassment and you tried to cover my chest with your arms, but he caught them in one hand and held them above your head. The look in his eye told you that your actions displeased him. His other hand trailed down the side of your neck to your chest, the tips of his claws ghosting over your skin softly. You bit back a moan when he twisted a nipple, tugging it slightly. “Shit...” you panted.

The blond leaned in and licked a wet stripe down the side of your neck, following the path his fingers just made. He stopped just before his tongue could circle over your sensitive bud and he looked up at your face. “If I continue, you are mine. Understand?” He watched as you nodded your head before biting your lip in anticipation. “That also means that Akaza will have you too.”

You were briefly reminded of the pink tassel that hung from your neck. Your temporary collar that bound you to not only Kyoujuro but the sleeping demon across the room form you. While a part of you wanted to rebel and deny that the pink haired man had any claim over you. A part of you, a carnal lust, wanted him. And wanted him badly. Despite the fact that you just had Kyou’s tongue in your mouth, you could still taste Akaza’s thick fingers on your tongue. The bitter, slightly metallic taste of blood that clung to his skin was heavy on your tastebuds. “Yes. I belong to you and Akaza.”

No sooner than those words left your lips, Kyoujuro ran his long tongue over your nipple, closing his lips over it. He played and tugged on the other one with his free hand, drawing more of those moans from you. His tongue lavished your breast, circling the tip with his fangs before using the tip of his tongue to toy and flick at it. He felt you pulling at your wrists, wanting them to be freed of his grip and he let you, groaning when you immediately tugged at his hair. His pupils narrowed into slits as he looked up at you, “Do that again. I liked that.”

You nodded your head. He was still your Kyoujuro. Kyoujuro loved having his hair pulled during sex and you were happy that he still remembered it. “Ahh~” you let out a loud moan when his fingers ghosted over the sensitive spot down the center of your back, claws trailing over your skin.

Kyoujuro smirked at you as he laid you down on his hashira cloak and that brought a tear to your eye as it reminded you of how he would do that when the two of you would make love outside under the stars. “You’re still my Kyou. Still so gentle.”

The demon looked down at you, his head tilted before a slow smile spread over his lips. “I am not the Kyoujuro you fell in love with, human.” His fingers came up and twisted your nipple roughly as his mouth fell against your neck, fangs scraping the flesh there. Your sudden shocked and pained moans drove him to keep moving. His other hand skimmed down your body until it cupped the heat between your thighs.

He could still feel the dampness from your previous orgasm not too long ago and smeared the stickiness over your pussy lips. “Remember that I am a demon. I am not a gentle lover. I wish to see your face covered in tears of pleasure and pain that only I can provide. He used two fingers to spread your lips and pressed his thumb against your clit roughly.

Moans were torn from your throat as Kyoujuro rubbed harsh circles over your sensitive nerve. You tried to grab his wrist, but the look he gave you was a warning enough. If you tried to stop him,he could bind your arms and you would be at his mercy. You gasped when a finger slid over your hole before easing inside.

“Ahn~'' your mouth dropped open in a pant and your back arched off the silk of the flame hashira cloak, fingers clenching into the fabric. His claw grazed ever so slightly over your clit, making you jolt even further off the floor.

Kyoujuro watched you slowly come undone by just his touch. He could feel his cock swelling in his pants, begging to be buried deep with these soft, velvety folds his finger was occupying. He leaned down and scraped his fings over your breasts before sucking a nipple back into his hot mouth, pressing it against the roof with his tongue.

“Moan more for me, dear one.” The sweet nickanmes seemed to flow off his tongue naturally betrtaying the rough treatment he was doing to your body. He sped up his thrusting finger, drilling into your opening at such a speed you were creaming over it within seconds.

Tears began collecting in your eyes as your body began to come undone to this demon’s touch. Your cunt was gushing from the intensity of just a single finger within you. The loud squelching sounds echoing in the small area of the hut. You were sure that Akaza would hear them, but when you managed to focus my eyes on his prone form, it looked like he was still asleep.

You let out another sobbing moan as another orgasm crashed over your body as Kyoujruo finally added a second finger, never stopping the vigorous pace he set. Your pussy clenched around his digits as slick coated them aiding in their pumping in and out. The tears broke free and streamed down your face when his thumb rubbed hard, rough circles over your clit as his fangs scraped over your nipple.

The demon pulled away from your breasts when he smelled your tears flowing down your face. He could not stop himself from admiring them as they fell. His tongue slipped out and Kyoujuro licked at the trails on your cheeks. The blond was hooked on the taste of your tears, but he wanted to taste something else. Something much sweeter than these tears.

He licked a trailed down the side of your neck, nibbling slightly at the flesh there before moving lower down your body. His tongue flattened when he reached your stomach, dipping into your belly button.

You felt your body jolt as Kyoujuro traced the tip of his hot tongue down the length of your body. You shivered in anticipation as his fingers slowed, his hot breath fanning out over your dripping cunt. You could still remember the feeling of his tongue on you from earlier, the intense orgasm he had brought you to. “Please...Kyou...” you whined when he removed his fingers to spread your lips even further.

He stared down at your glistening pussy, admiring how pretty it looked, all shiny with slick. He used his other hand to slide up your slit, collecting some of the slimy fluid on the tips of his claws. Kyoujuro pulled his hand away, watching your honey slide down his fingers as he spread them apart. “Just look at how drenched you are for me.” He placed his fingers in his mouth, sucking your juices off. “So sweet, It’s addicting.” The blond demon quickly settled between your thighs, spreading them further apart and licked a wet sloppy line down the center of your aching pussy.

Your back arched off the ground as your hands flew to his hair, tugging and pushing him even closer. Your voice came out in a series of moans of his name in broken bits as his tongue flicked across your clit before he closed his lips over the sensitive flesh. “Ah ah ah~'' It felt like hours that he was down there, long tongue lapping at your honeyed center, two thick fingers pushed so deeply inside and reahcing parts of you that only he could reach. Your body remembered each and every touch, even if it was more rough and faster paced.

Kyoujuro curled his fingers, rubbing against the spongy spot within you that would have you writhing against his tongue. He wanted to taste you again. You were so sweet and he wanted to have your oragsm on his tongue again. “Cum for me, baby girl. Cum on my tongue.” He dipped his tongue in your quivering hole, spreading it apart with his fingers and sucked.

Your back arched off the ground once last time before your oragam hit hard, spraying out on his face and chest. Kyoujuro gredily drunk all you had to offer, his tongue lapping up every drop. He pulled away after placing a slow kiss to your dewy center and wiped at his chin.

You panted harshly to try and catch your breath. That was the best orgasm you ever experienced. It was much better than any of the times you were with Kyoujuro when he was human. You struggled to focus your eyes on the demon between your legs as you felt him slide up your body. Your mouth dropped open in a loud gasp when the large, bulbous head of his cock brushed against your hole, teasing it. “Kyou...I...” you were silenced by a single clawed finger as he stared down into your eyes, his expression strained with barely concealed lust.

“I am going to take you now and there is nothing you can say or do to stop me.” Kyoujuro pushed his pants further down his hips and rubbed the thick tip against you again. He slowly began to push inside you, groaning at the feeling of your soft, velvety walls stretching to accommodate his size. His claws tore into the floorboards when your hands gripped his shoulders, crying out from the pain and pleasure. “Fuck....my cute little Fireball...” He groaned out, sinking in a little more.

Yor hands grabbed at his shoulders as he sunk his thick length in. His cock was so much bigger than what you remembered. It was too much. You could not take all of it. You’d break. “Kyoujuro, s’too much. M’gunna break.”You whined, feeling your hole stretch to take him in more and feeling every single inch. The burn in your cunt brought tears back to your eyes as you pleaded for him to take it out once more, but you were ignored. The throbbing soon was replaced by the most delicious of frictions. “Fuuck...” you babbled, eyes rolling to the back of your head.

Kyoujuro snapped his hips, bottoming out within you and held still when your nails ripped down his back. It took every fiber of his being to not disregard your feeble human body and just pound into you and bruising up your insides like the demon he was. “You’re so tight.” He groaned out as his hands went to wrap around your waist, his torso hovering over you. “So tight and all for me.” He pulled out until only the thick, bulbous head was barely inside before pushing it all back in, your slick walls gripping him tightly. “I’m going to fuck you now. Okay, pretty girl?”

You barely nodded before his cock started rocking in and out of your body. You clung to Kyoujuro as your orgasm was approaching rather quickly. Too quickly. Why were you going to cum so soon? He’d just started. Why was your body so sensitive? “Ah~ Kyou...” you moaned out, wrapping your legs tighter around his waist.

You let out a whine when he grabbed your thighs, pulling your legs from around him and pushed them back against your chest. From this angle, you could see his cock sliding in and out of your clenching hole, your honey coating it more with each thrust. There was a ring of cream forming around the base of his dick and your face heated even more as you tried to cover your face. You were letting a demon have his way with you, letting him make your pussy cream on his cock.

He noticed that you were trying to cover your face with your hands. The blond quickly let go of your thighs and grabbed your hands away from your face and placed them in the crook of your knees. “Hold them. If you let go, I will ruin your next orgasm.”

At her nod, Kyoujuro then pressed two fingers against your lips, pushing them inside your mouth to grab your tongue. “Such an obedient girl.” He angled his hips, the tip of his cock pressing against the spongy spot deep within you. Kyoujuro removed his fingers, now slick with your saliva, and rubbed them against your puffy, swollen clit.

Strings of curses left your, now, hoarse throat. Yor could feel someone other than Kyoujuro looking at you and you turned to where you felt the gaze. Akaza was staring at you with an amused expression on his face.

You wanted to bury your face in my hands again, but you were so close to your next orgasm and Kyoujuro threatened to ruin it if you moved your hands from their place of holding yor legs up. The demon leaned down and grunted in yourear, his thrusts becoming more sporadic. It was then I felt it. A swollen knot that had formed on the base of his cock. “Kyou! No! That won’t fit!”

Kyoujuro leaned down, his forehead pressed against yours as he dropped sweet kisses to your lips. “Yes, it will. Trust me.” He slowly pushed inside, stretching you out even further to accommodate his knot. He was so close. You were so wet for him. “Just breathe, love.”

He felt you clench down even tighter on his cock when he called you that, causing him to whine. He could sense that Akaza was awake and watching him fuck his knot into you, but he could not bring himself to care. Let Akaza watch as he takes you for his own. The thought of being watched made his dick twtich.

The stretch to fit Kyoujuro’s knot was painfully, but the aid of his fingers rubbing quick circles over your clit and his sweet sloppy kisses distracted you as he pushed it inside. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head when the thick end finally went inside. “F-feels s’good.” I cried out.

“She looks so fucked out and dumb on your cock, Kyoujuro.” Akaza’s voice echoed through the small room. He glanced at the thin crack under the door and saw the fading sunlight. A smirk crossed his lips as he rose to his feet. “Time to see just how fucked out I can make her.”

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kimetsu-no-yaiba-writings · 1 year

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Puts their face in your chest on purpose:

Douma/Doma - it's a funny pastime to him

Sanemi Shinazugawa - you're comfy

Mitsuri Kanroji - Listen, you can face plant into her chest too so she takes the opportunity whenever she can

Accidentally trips and lands face (or hands) first into your chest - yes they scream in shock:

Uzui Tengen - Yes he screams, yes his hands are still firmly on your boobies and no, he's not let go yet

Rengoku Kyojuro - although he promptly backs away and apologizes in a very fast way

Akaza - Makes very disgruntled noises until he pulls away with a very high pitched screech

Accidentally trips and lands face (or hands) first into your chest - they accept their fate and don't move:

Giyu Tomioka - gives you a thumbs up when you ask him if he's okay and he just stays there for a while

Obanai Iguro - contemplates taking a nap between your boobs

Shinobu Kocho - she's tired and you happen to catch her, you won't mind if she takes a quick nap, right?

Stiff as a fucking board if they even BRUSHED against your chest:

Genya Shinaguzawa - ...... He's only just become confident in looking you in the eyes

Kokushibou - Your very pretty and his head starts to go places..... Will be thinking about his near chest experience

Gyutaro - he always has to be looking in your eyes when speaking, any sign of boobies and he dies on the spot

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sanemisstalker · 9 months

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NSFW /// KNY characters who I think cum particularly hard/ a lot. This could have a part two, I'm eepy, srry.

CW/ Non specific gendered/genitalia reader / Cum... like an insane amount of cum / BDSM Dynamic (ENMU)/ Light Gore (ENMU)/ tbh, Enmu. / Cum-swapping (AKAZA)

Sanemi Shinazugawa

-Cums hards AND a lot.

-Sanemi isn't quite sure why is body is the way it is, maybe it's his breath control mixed with the insane amount of testosterone and panic pumping through his veins on the daily, but Sanemi doesn't struggle to get it up.

-he struggles to stay flaccid. He's far more likely to be hard at any given moment. Not that he's excited, his dick is just permanently stuck at half mast. It takes an insane, highly emotional amount to get him entirely flaccid.

-I think Sanemi's orgasm absolutely shreds him everytime, unanimously. Does that stop him from getting it up in another ten minutes? Absolutely not. I just truly think he's a medical anomaly.

-He cums prematurely, but what does it matter? It literally didn't go down, he's still fucking going, now he's just like, in tears about it.

-I think Sanemi's eyes get really wide and he gets lock jaw, and he seethes and he tries to hold back any noise, but it just shreds the poor guys throat, and now he's sore, and it hurts him to moan, but he just can't help it, you feel so fucking good- and all for him? It's all for him?

-Shakes. Sobs. Sounds incredibly desperate, don't let the facade fool you. If he loves you, he's a crier.

-Also physically cums a lot. Not just by how many orgasms, but by how much each time is. I think he's got an obnoxiously low set of balls. He's made to breed, the poor bastard. If he can't let go in you, both of you are covered in it by the end of the night.

-Sanemi has yet to tap out before you.

Kyōjurō Rengoku

-Cums a lot.

-Rengoku has good stamina, but once he cums, he's done for, no more. He can keep going if he really wants to, or if you look like you really need him, but chances are the first round wad more than enough.

-vocal, but in a fatherly way. Sex with Rengoku is probably very... comfortable.

-Until he cums and now you're sticky from your chest to your upper thigh. The range of his shot is insane. He cums buckets, and he barely blinks. His breathing gets a little ragged, and his chest a little shakey, but that's it.

-He needs to go night night after, though. Feeling any amount of joy that doesn't come from stuffing his face does a number on him emotionally and physically. He needs a cuddle and a conversation about... idk, taxes after.

-Won't beg to cum in you, but really, really wants to.

-He always pulls out like a gentleman (if you can be much of a gentleman when you're balls deep), but you can always tell that he wants to see your face so bad when he pumps you full.

-Will not ask. That'd be rude.

-Talks you through your orgasm, but that's another post for another day.

Enmu

-Fuck, I just know he's a screamer. He cums so hard.

-This guy's a fucking mess, but it takes work.

-Enmu is such a good submissive that you're always shocked when he decides to mouth off to you, or when he forgets a command. Not too shocked, though. It's very clearly intentional. It always is.

-He gives himself a bit in between each 'screw up' to make sure he's edged himself mentally properly (very hard, he's almost always some kind of aroused, and he's prone to cumming untouched, so that build up is a little diificult.)

-While he doesn't struggle to ask for things, and his dignity is subzero, Enmu still appreciates a stray chase here and there. After all, it's the only thing mentally stimulating enough for him to cum.

-In any normal dynamic with Enmu, he isn't often left using his dick. So when you've got a spear through his wrists, locking them behind his back, one hand pulling his hair, the other jerking his cock with thoughtless speed-

-Enmu can never cum harder than when he's recieving borderline abuse. His dick looks irritated, going untouched for months previous, and now it's receiving all this attention. Can you blame him for being this loud?

-His legs shake, his whole body recoils. He drools and screams- laughs and wails. He cries with the brightest smile you've ever seen. His hips buck up. You're not being gentle, and he's so, so happy. The orgasm is ripping through every nerve in his body.

-He feels like he's in the sun again.

-He's hoping Muzan can see him look so pathetic. You're just hoping the demon lord stays out of your man's head.

Akaza

-cums like a horse.

-a lover, truly. That's the only word encompassing enough to describe Akaza's efforts sexually. He's a fantastic lover.

-... who can go for hours... days even and never get tired. Every orgasm blows off his shoulders- It's all about you. It always has been, it always will be.

-You've made him cum hard before, it's a rarity, but it's possible... Its just nothing feels as good to him as watching you cum, so he'll do whatever must be done-

-and if that means pumping you full again and again, until you're leaking from every accessible orifice, so be it.

-He'll lick your hole clean, reveling in the way you twitch after your.... you lost count after the fifth one. That won't stop him from tongue fucking you.

-His cum tastes... shockingly good. You like to give him head, and then come up to give him a kiss. He'll pull your tongue down, wanting to see it in your mouth just before you swallow. You always look so proud of yourself. He can't help but reward you with a kiss before you even get it down.

-there's way to much for one swallow. You can barely manage to keep all of it in your mouth while showing him. Your effort is precious, though.

-Akaza looks really good with cum on his lips. It's one of the only times you see him really flustered.

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bwabys-scenarios · 1 month

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NSFW

He knows you better than you know yourself.

The way you like your ice cream, and the fact that you’ll always need a napkin after it starts dripping.

You get too distracted looking at your phone or something in the window displays and don’t even notice that ice cream is about to fall onto your white blouse until he’s got his hand cupped underneath the cone, catching the mess while also using the napkin to cover the bottom.

He knows how your body works, the sigh of contentment when cool air wafts over your needy pussy, the soft whine that escapes your lips when his cock finally sinks in…

You’re easily distracted in bed too, always making a mess because you were too enraptured in the pleasure he was giving you to even realize you were reaching your fourth orgasm of the night. He never minded though, he made sure to place a towel under your bottom so it didn’t get on the sheets.

He just adores the faces you make, the little whimpers and the pleading. “M-make it better, please… wanna feel good!”

And he would, because he knows exactly how to make you feel better.

He understands your needs like no one else ever could.

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saetoshis · 1 year

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SO SENSITIVE! [‹ DEMON SLAYER ›]

[‹ WITH ›] tengen ; akaza ; kyojuro ; shinjuro

[‹ SUMMARY ›] how they like to overstim you!

[‹ MATURE CONTENT WARNINGS ›]

fem reader, overstimulation, praise, pet names [bunny, baby, my girl], multiple positions, size kink [tengen], mentions of multiple orgasms, mentions of creampie

[‹ TENGEN ›] to treat you after a long mission!

by the time tengen's back from a tireless, drawn-out mission, he makes it all-too-clear how much he missed you from how he kneels behind you on the bed and pushes your chest against the comforter. his cock twitches at just the familiarity of it all as the pent-up weeks of being without you pleasing him is wracked hard in his limbs.

"god- missed this pussy so much," tengen grunts out as he slips the head of his cock between your walls, the conversance tight slickness of your pussy pulling a shuddered exhale out of his chest. his lips trail over your nape, the rasps in his groans making your clit throb and cunt tremble around him. "fuck, feels like she missed me too, huh?"

"missed you, tennie... forgot how big," you murmur whiningly into the sheets, knees shaking on the mattress as he rocks his hips quickly with wet smacks. you could cum from just the stretch alone, his cock prodding at the spot that makes you shudder hard. "s-so close already..."

tengen sneers and fucks into you fervently, and the sheer push and pull of your slick walls around him is enough to have him keening for his own climax, too. his smirked jeers of 'c'mon, show me what i missed, baby' are enough to egg you on, your body shuddering underneath his brawny frame as you cum hard around him.

"ah- there you go baby, big one, huh?" tengen chuckles out between broken grunts, his cock twitching as his abs flex and shudder from his own high burgeoning in his chest. he'll promise to make up for lost time and give you as many orgasms as he can - and a couple of his own, to make up for lost time.

"mmph- gonna fuck you all night. think you can gimme a couple more, baby?"

[‹ AKAZA ›] to hear your pretty sounds!

nothing sounds prettier to akaza than when you're whimpering out broken pants of his name. he envelops you closer against his chest as you straddle his lap, his cock grinding up into the hilt of your pussy with every rough rock of his hips - and akaza things he could pass out just from the shudders in your cadence.

"feels good, huh? got you shaking a little," akaza leers out with a heaved sigh, admiring the glimmers of pleasure in your eyes as you wrap your arms around his shoulders a little tighter with each rough grind. the way you tighten up around him pulls a gasp from his chest, and he can't help but fuck into you faster just to see how hard he can make you shudder again. "hah- god, you're so pretty like this, bunny..."

"yes, yea-yeah, feels so good," your whimpers come out in a slur as your clit grinds against him again and again. akaza can tell you're barely grounded, head swimming with pleasure and now all he wants to do is send you reeling. "gonna- fuck, cum... g'na cum for you!"

akaza pants out heavily as he rocks his hips hard enough to shake the bed, arms tightening around your waist as he grunts out against your shoulder. his murmurs of 'cum for me, cum for me' are enough to tip you over the edge, your frame shuddering as your vision blurs and stuttered whines leave your lips.

akaza can't help but feel a twitch in his cock from just the sheer prettiness of your whimpers, and now his goal's started to turn a bit egotistic - he'll promise not to overstimulate you too much as he chases the own euphoria jolting through his body.

"give me a few more of those moans, hah- promise i'll give you what you want soon..."

[‹ KYOJURO ›] on accident!

kyojuro just can't help but get lost in the soft push and pull of your walls around him - enough for him to feel hazy with a twitch in his cock that just won't go away until he fills you up with all the cum he has to offer.

"you want it just like... this, right?" kyojuro grunts out as he ruts his hips to hit just the spot he knows makes your knees weak. his fingers dig into the plushness of your thighs as he rocks his hips at a quick pace, wet smacks flooding the room as you heave shallowly beneath him. his thumb finds refuge on your clit, circling the nerves until he can feel your thighs shake in his hands. "there you go... does it feel good when i touch you like this?"

"hah- yes, yeah, right there kyo," you murmur as your head lolls back against the pillow, your frame shuddering with every quick thrust of his hips. he's only focused on your pleasure - enough to have you on the verge with jolts of euphoria driving up your spine from his every move. "c-cumming, gonna cum..."

"oh, there you go, so perfect for me..." kyojuro's eyes widen and glitter with pride at the way your body keens for him, shaking harshly as whimpers of his name fall from your mouth like a chant. the way you tighten up around him draws a grunt from his throat, his eyebrows furrowed as his cock throbs with every slicked rut.

kyojuro doesn't realize he's overstimulating you until you desperately grasp his hand between your thighs, pulling his thumb away from your clit as it throbs against the cool air. he lets out a slew of rapid apologies, only for his eyes to widen at your words of 'it's okay, i liked it..."

"i'll keep going just like this for you, have to see you cum like that just one more time..."

[‹ SHINJURO ›] for his own enjoyment!

shinjuro just adores the glimmers of euphoria in your teary eyes as he fucks you just how he knows you like it - maybe because it fuels his ego, or maybe because he likes to see you feeling good enough to cum hard on his cock time and time again.

"that's my girl, fuck- keep fuckin' me like that," shinjuro grunts out from beneath you, your mind clearly lost in the rhythmic smack of your hips against his as you ride him. every harsh press of his cock hitting the hilt of your cunt is enough to jolt your frame, and all shinjuro can do is smirk at the sight. "so pretty, aren't you? ridin' my cock just like i told you, huh?"

"f-feels so good, shin..." your mind is hazed and vision blurry as you bounce in messy grinds on his lap, his hands gripping your hips being the only thing keeping you stable and grounded. every brush of his cock against your sensitive walls has you shaking, climax building up around him as you keep your sloppy pace up. "god- gonna, fuck- gonna cum..."

"oh fuck, atta girl," shinjuro chuckles out as he feels your slick burgeon around his shaft, the tightness of your pussy sucking him in and forcing a low grunt out of his chest. his grip tightens on the plush of your hips to keep your quick bounces going, his cock rocking into you hard as you ride out your high.

shinjuro can't help but get a little bit greedy as he holds you stable and fucks up into you - after all, you feel so tight and soft around him that he can't ignore the twitch in his cock any longer.

"fuck, baby... you can take a lil more for me, can't ya?"

2022 SAETOSHIS.

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tohokuu · 1 year

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there’s only one bed left - tengen, akaza, rengoku, giyuu

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warnings : suggestive, fluff, smut in giyuu’s

a/n : they’re so cute and fluffy i love and omg k want this to happen to me so bad. also, can you guys tell i love akaza???

TENGEN

you and your current boyfriend had offered to take you on a vacation to turkey. you agreed, happily ready to see the mountains and planes of turkey. upon arrival at the hotel, tengen took both of your suitcases, handing them to the bus boy that was at the door to carry your luggage for you.

“tengen, i could’ve held it.” you insisted. he shook his head. “it’s not very flashy.”

you raised an eyebrow, sighing and giving up because there was never any good reason to argue with him and win.

you two walked up to the reception, a kind old man standing behind the counter.

“a reservation for uzui tengen, please.” tengen crooned. his body seemed giddy and the hair on his arms rose. maybe he was cold?

the bus boy carried your luggage onto a cart. you felt bad for him. no one was helping him and he was pushing a card with a total of 12 suitcases with him. he couldn’t see ahead of him but neither tengen helped him, nor did he allow you to.

you pursed your lips, hoping the awkward silence would pass by quickly in the elevator.

at the ding of the elevator, you all stepped out and tengen was gracious enough to carry 4 suitcases on his own, not even breaking a sweat.

his work out routine was rough.

upon arrival, you looked into the large spacious king suite. two beds settled into each side of the room, 5 feet of space between both of them.

tengen walked through the threshold in shock. the smile on his face replaced with a shocked and confused expression.

he threw his arms out forward, bending and looking at the two beds.

“what the fuck!? i asked for one bed!”

AKAZA

“there’s only one room left and it’s got a single queen sized bed.” the receptionist said as she looked up at you and akaza.

you and him turned to look into each others eyes, dumbfounded expressions on your face.

“uhm… are you sure there aren’t any more?” he asked her. she shook her head. “i’ve checked twice, sir. this is the only room available. there will be more later tomorrow.”

you observed your situation. would you drive through the pouring snow for another hour for the next hotel, or sleep in your car and risk freezing to death?

what could you do? because you’d rather sleep on the edge of a volcano than sleep in the same bed as akaza.

not that you hated him or anything. it was his sheer attractiveness that pulled you in. he was so handsome and so sweet and respectful, but he was also strong and kind.

there was nothing to dislike and that’s exactly what bothered you. you liked him.

so how could you be able to handle sleeping with him??

“does the room come with a couch?” he asked. the receptionist shook her head.

“i’m afraid not, sir. there’s only one room available with one bed.”

akaza sighed and looked at you. “we can stay if you’d like, or i can go find a different hotel .” he quickly offered. you shook your head.

“it’s too cold, akaza. just stay here, we’ll figure it out.”

just like that, you two are forced to be in close proximity together. akaza had tried to take the floor but the cold marble was freezing and you’d rather not make him suffer through that.

so your next option was to sleep together with pillows put in between you two as a barrier.

the silence was awkward.

there was so much tension, it could have been cut with a knife. sleep wouldn’t come easy either, you were too stressed … and a little bit hot.

“akaza, it’s hot in here.” you whined. he sighed, knowing it was because the hotel had racked the heater up so high and the pillows and blankets you used to separate yourselves wasn’t helping.

“let’s get rid of the pillows, then.” there was hesitation in his voice. he wasn’t completely sure if you’d be okay with taking the pillows down. you sighed, thinking with your cunt instead.

“it’s perfectly fine.” you smiled, leaning back on your elbows as you stared at him from across your little wall.

the pillows were thrown on to the floor by the both of you in a comical manner. you pushed the comforter down a bit, revealing your tiny shorts and crop top.

this felt a lot better.

but akaza warmed up. he realized how close to naked you were lying next to him on this big bed. what was to stop him if he wanted you?

his brain, of course.

“can we cuddle?” he asked. his voice was filled with that same hesitation from earlier. you turned your head to look at him.

“what?” you asked.

even in the moonlight, you could see the redness of his cheeks and the way his long lashes fluttered over his blue eyes.

“nothing, i-… i just-“

your wave of confidence washed over you as you turned towards him, hooking one leg over his waist and wrapping your arms around his neck.

his body was frigid. he didn’t know what to do. your own was excruciatingly hot because how on earth did you manage to do this?

a moment of silence and pure awkwardness passed by until his arms wrapped around you, a little bit tighter as he nuzzled his face into your neck.

“you smell good.” you two whispered at the same time. a laugh booming into the air as you realized your mistake. he laughed too, eyes shutting closed while peacocks formed at the corner of his eyes.

he looked back at you, smiling in content in this position he got himself in.

a hand trailed up your neck and as if the world has slowed down and the wind had began to blow, you felt the searing touch of akaza’s lips slot against yours.

you whimpered into his mouth, kissing back with just as much passion. he held onto your face he tenderly, cradling it as though you might break.

“i like you.” he whispered against your lips.

“i like you more.”

RENGOKU

“rengokuuuu!!” you wailed. he turned to look at you, his eyebrows knitted in concern.

“what happened, y/n?” the orange haired male asked.

you pouted, explaining to him that there was only one cabin left and the cabin only had one bed. rengoku smiled as if there were no issues. “that’s quite alright. i can take the couch!”

you shook your head. “no, absolutely not. i’d feel terrible.” the smile never faltered from his face. he was an endless ray of sunshine that kept you warm for days.

“don’t worry, my dear y/n. we’ll figure it out. don’t worry.”

you wondered how he’d ended up in your bed. he was shirtless, hair sprawled out messily on the pillowcase and his abs were on full display.

you lay against him, his arm pulling you over his chest. then you looked down…

‘why am i fucking naked??’

rengoku was also naked… does that mean you two?..

you looked in the corner at the empty bottle of whiskey. your face felt impossibly hot but a wet feeling erupted in between your legs at the idea of rengoku being the one to pleasure you.

still, you sat there in shock. how could you have spent a night with rengoku and not even remember it?! this was absolutely atrocious.

“good morning, my flower.” a voice interrupted your thoughts. it was deep, coming from the broad chest of the man you slept with last night.

“g-good morning, rengoku…” you replied, swallowing an awkward lump in your throat.

“rengoku, did we… did we fuck last night?” you asked him sheepishly, holding the bed spread tightly to your chest. he looked confused, still half asleep.

he peered one eye open, looking to check if he was nude.

he was.

with that, he shot up. a blush enflamed his cheeks. what the fuck..he thought.

“n-no.. i didn’t just fuck you for the first time and not remember it.” he whined, worry deeply set in his voice. you calmed him down, rubbing a soft hand up and down his chest.

“we have many more opportunities to make love again.” you reasoned. you had been with the man for just a few months, wanting to take it slow and surely not sleep with each other until you were both ready but this… this was quite different than what you planned.

“i know, but angel, this was the first time.” he whined softly.

you pulled his head onto your chest. running your fingers through his hair, trying to get him to stop being mean to himself.

“it’s okay, baby.” you cooed. “we have all the time in the world, don’t worry.”

“well in that case…you wanna go round 2 right now?”

GIYUU

“there’s only one room left, sir.” the receptionist called out. giyuu sighed. “we’ll take that one.” he didn’t give you much of a choice. dragging your luggage and his with him up the elevator, he hadn’t said a word.

you figured he was already quite annoyed about the pompous amount of rain outside. you two were traveling for a meeting and the rain had delayed both of you. it bothered him endlessly that he was going to miss such an important meeting.

you chose not to speak, not wanting to irritate the quiet male.

he set down your luggage on the side, next to the bed. his clothes came off next. jacket, sweater and a black tank top that he chose to leave on. he took off his jeans, lounging around in plain black boxers.

“take the bed. i’ll be fine on the couch.” he grumbled. you nodded, heading to the bathroom to change into something more comfortable to sleep in.

you walked back out in a large t shirt and panties. you figured it didn’t matter much because your t shirt was so big that it reached the middle of your thigh, anyway.

but giyuu saw. he was turned towards you when you reached down to put your phone on charging, your ass on clear display for him.

he breathed sharply through his nose. it was simply a bad idea to even have turned facing your direction. he felt his dick semi-hard.

turning around, he ignored it, choosing peace instead.

it was later that night that something woke him up. was it the rush of heavy rain? the hotel telephone? or … heavy breathing coming from your side of the room.

he quietly listened, steadying his own breathing.

his eyes widened as he heard everything that fell from your lips, dick straining against his boxers.

fuck.

you were touching yourself… to the thought of him.

the mewls were hushed, doing your best to keep quiet. the air was hot and heavy and when he slowly peeked to look over, he saw you with your legs spread. they stretched far apart as your pretty pussy was on display. he could hear how wet you were, fingers sloshing around in the mess inside of you.

“g-giyuu…” you breathed heavily. he couldn’t help but trail his own hand to his cock, rubbing it uncomfortably against the palm of his large hands.

“f-feels so good.” you whined softly.

he could only imagine. he could think of 10 different ways that he could make you cum. 10 different ways to make you go stupid and crying for him and his cock.

he rutted against his palm harder, trying to keep the grunts of pleasure in. he was so close to his orgasm, just needed a bit more, and you gave it to him.

“ ‘m gonna cum so hard,, g-giyuu..” you cried softly, the tears in your voice apparent.

then what giyuu got up, trailing his way to your bed. he pulled the covers farther down, revealing your calves.

your eyes shot open as you stopped, the pleasure long gone.

“g-giyuu, this isn’t what it looks like- i swear!” you shouted.

he put a hand over your mouth.

“shut up, i’ll take care of you now.”

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muzanswaifu · 2 years

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Hashira & Uppermoon hcs (18+)

Anon: Reader trying to crawl away when her orgasm is approaching due to intense feeling

Fem/Afab! Reader

Warnings: Smut, some suggested dubcon/noncon situations, doggy style, missionary, cunnilingus, fingering, tribbing, 69, mating press, ect, breeding kink, squirting, yandere themes, suggested violence, overstimulation, edging

Gyomei (Doggy style)

Hes so big, its no wonder you get so overwhelmed

You wait for the moment his massive length stops pumping his release in you, threads of cum stretching between your swollen cunt lips and his leaking slit, you push yourself up from your spread position on your tummy, hands clawing at the sheets desperately to get away

The fucking you could handle, it was difficult, definitely taking a toll on your delicate body, but what you weren’t expecting was for him to finish before you, filling you up so much that the hot pool of sperm pushed tightly at your belly from the inside

You’d finally reached an end of the mattress before monstrously large hands grabbed around your waist, tugging you back and forcing a sob from your throat

He gives a soft apology for finishing so quickly and not giving you a proper warning, promising to make it up to you

You beg him to give you a break, pleading for him to use your mouth instead, anything

He denies your offer, insisting that he bring you to climax once more, twice more, a thousand times more

You’re strong, he insists, you can take it

Tengen (Missionary)

Hell, hes used to it, your so goddamn sensitive all the time its not like hes suprised

A chuckle fills your ears as your weak limbs claw away, exhausted but adamant about escaping

He humors you, letting you get at least a couple feet away from him before pouncing on you again

His voice is sickening sweet as he picks you up once more, molding your hips against his in a steep arch that allows him to sink into you, your insides promptly taking shape and milking him for all he's worth

You whine aloud, muttering soft pleas and begs for him to go easy on you, for him to get you off gently rather than ripping them out of you one after the other

He laughs manically

Fat chance

By the time he's done with you, you better be dumb and pliant, begging for him to unload inside you until he's fully satisfied, don't be selfish

Shinobu (Cunnilingus and fingering)

Rolls her eyes as you try to push her way and escape, her lips and fingers only working faster on your twitching pussy in retaliation to your little rebellion

She honestly thinks you're being a tad bit dramatic, don't you think? She's only had her mouth on you for a couple minutes and your already squirming and crying

She pretends to care though, cooing at you to just bear through it a bit longer, you're so close aren't you?

Her lips suck harder at your clit, her fingers digging deeper in your g-spot, stars sparking in your vision

You don't wanna come again, you don't wanna "squirt" or whatever she called it when your juices sprayed out and made a mess last time

Sobs echo through the room as she continues, her tongue swirling over your little bead over and over again, right under the hood where it almost hurts how good it feels

Its a good thing she tied you to bed this time, otherwise you probably would've gotten away since Shinobu probably wasn't strong enough to stop you, but she planned this, schemed this

She moans shamefully loud when you finally drench her face in your sweetness, liquid shooting all over her mouth and neck as your legs shake violently in release, she licks her lips of the delectable nectar

Oh that was so beautiful - again?

Iguro (fingering)

Couldn't give a shit, did you have to be so loud and annoying about it? Just shut up and take it

He does go a little slower though, dragging out the agony that builds in your gut with every fucking second

His fingers are devilishly skilled, each digit curling painfully perfect against your g-spot and creation such a delicious stretch against your walls, but each sensation just built one atop the other, making all of it just that much more unbearable

He doesn't even give you a break, instead holding you down with his legs keeping your thighs spread for his torturous touch

It honestly turns him on how desperately you're trying to escape, though he'd never admit it given he disproved of his own sadistic desires, but if he could he'd want it like this always, you tied down and begging for release of both kinds while he denied you of either

Before you could reach the end, however, he tears his hand away, letting you wallow in the pit of frustration and despair, hell it was probably his fault you were so painfully sensitive since he'd been edging you like this for what felt like several hours now

But god did you look so hot like this, so irresistible, he wondered if you could come from just a breath on your delicate little clit now as he pet along the side of your labia, making your hips jump against his hand for one more second of touch where you needed it the most

After a few moments he returned to the peak of your sex, rubbing softly and relishing your sniffles as he wondered how many more times he should tease you

Mitsuri (Tribbing)

Oh lord she's so sweet

Apologizes for being too much for you and forcing you to have to crawl out from under her just to get a break

Promises she'll be softer, better, and will take care of you like you, her princess, deserves

You sniffle at her kind vow, nodding your head stupidly with what small amount of brain you have left and she giggles

She resumes position, tribbing your cunts together reverse cowgirl while your thighs are pressed out over your sides under the weight of her ass, your juices mix together like a fine wine, flowing down onto the sheets in a dewy puddle that has mitsuri mewling

You can hear the slick sounds the friction makes, her wet sex against yours, her lips sliding against your clit like a carnal whisper, each rock makes you shiver, your climax building up so slowly and torturously you cry

she looks over her shoulder with a gentle expression, a glowing redness spread across her cheeks, admiring the roll of your eyes to the back of your skull as you finally, finally, shatter

Your so cute like this, she thinks, so adorable and precious

She can't help but continue, rolling her hips atop yours to bring out several screams from your shrill throat, she just can't help it

Tomioka (Grasshopper)

Ignores it

He doesn't at all mind when you try to flee from him, as he quickly catches you without any effort at all and brings you back down to bed with him, though he does find it rather inconvenient when he knew you were so, so close to sweet release

It had been quite a while since your last coupling so he was confident this was well needed for you, and he'd be damned if he let your own naive body keep you from satisfaction

He'd pull you back down to his embrace, making sure to securely wrap his arms around your waist this time so you couldn't move an inch, and absolutely go to town, thrusting so hard and fast that you were sure your insides would bruise

None-the-less, you would be forced to take it, unable to break through his strength, each stroke hitting your sweet spot near your cervix with crippling precision

Your sobs rose in volume as your body was forced over each wave of pleasure, rising and rising and rising but not yet allowing you to tumble over even though you so desperately needed to

But Giyu was merciful, taking care of you so viciously and forcing your greedy little cunt to succumb to bliss even as it rebelled against what had to be your strongest climax yet

Only when he'd bottomed out, grounding his base into yours in deep swivel did you finally break, crying with hot tears and clenching at the sheets, your stubborn body screaming as he continued pumping

Did you think he was done?

Rengoku (Cunnilingus)

He finds your attempts absolutely adorable, so amusing, even if they were futile since he'd tied each of your hands to the bedpost and had your ankles and thighs knit together to keep you bent and exposed, his own powerful arms curled around your hips to keep you spread for him to feast on

Pure ecstasy filled him every time you came into his mouth, with the occasional spurt of sweet honey all over his jaw and face when he was being especially eager

But it was only a matter of time before your little pussy would reject the need to finish, being so used to satisfaction that you were kept at a constant of sensitivity and edging

Perhaps it was his fault for making you finish so many times (it was), but he'd be awful if he left you in such a state with no end, even if you begged him over and over to just leave you be and give you rest, he knew you couldn't possibly mean it

He'd make sure to give you attention where you needed it the most, flicking his tongue over your dripping folds, wrapping his lips around your throbbing bead, licking into your convulsing hole

Each sound you make is a gift from god, your pained cries for mercy only edging him on further to lavish your little kitty with attention, she was begging for it

Eventually, after several long whiles of eating you, you start to feel the draws of climax creeping up on you, but this one felt stronger, more pain than pleasure with how horribly sensitive you were, with clenched fists pulling at his locks you begged him to stop, the plea falling on deaf ears, honestly even if he were to listen how would he hear with your thighs squeezing his head?

Pain seared through your veins as your nethers clenched, his tongue never ceasing its vigorous swiping even as you screamed out your demise, juices gushing out of your and staining his face in such a lovely sheen, he licked his lips and yours clean

Sanemi (69)

Its absolutely infuriating that you were being so finicky

Hell, you hadn't even made him come yet and were already trying to ditch? Yah, fuck that

He should've known you'd get all fussy after he'd made you come the first time with his tongue, your own stuttering on his cock before grazing your teeth as your jaw began to lock with the overstimulation

Honestly how was he supposed to react when you tried to crawl off of him to freedom? Was he supposed to beg you to come back? Comfort you and give you a break? Fuck that weak shit, if he needed attention, you were gonna give it to him, and take it

With a strong thigh wrapped over the back of your head to keep your throat impaled on his length and thick hands anchoring your pussy to his face, he was in absolute paradise

He almost laughed when he felt your teeth whisper against his cock again, you no doubt having the urge to bite down as he lathered his tongue all over your cunt over and over again, paying careless and heady attention to your little clit

He rolled his hips on occasion to jostle his dick in your mouth, thoroughly enjoying the way your throat would tighten around him and your bud would twitch between his lips

It was only after you'd finally relaxed on top of him, likely having lost consciousness from the combination of pleasure and lack of oxygen, that he filled your mouth with seed, but even then, why not another round?

Kokushibo (Mating Press)

Upper 3 finds great offense to your lack of gratefulness and pursuit of escape, who were you to deny him?

With a deepening hold, he only pounds into you harder, sending sparks upon sparks of pleasure through your body despite the bruises forming on your abused bodice

His cock slams hard into your cervix, bruising the delicate tissue and bulging out of your stomach in a overwhelming sight, you're comparably smaller frame can't even begin to take it, each thrust pushing you closer and closer to the ledge of a release that quite honestly scares you

But each time you beg for him to be more gentle, to stop, to let you go, he only becomes more vicious, unforgiving, cruel

You're lucky, had he cared about you any less he would've broken a limb or two to make you stop struggling, but being the generous man he is, he allows you to continue making a fool of yourself, your weak little hits doing nothing but drive him further off the wall with rage

Your sobs only increase in frequency as you get closer, your eagerness to get free becoming more desperate

Pushing the backs of your knees further into the ground, he quickens his already hellish pace, his pelvis slapping into yours violently and abusing your tender clitoris that, regardless of everything, throbbed for attention

When your pleasure pain finally peaks with a hot rush of juices squirting out to drench his pelvis and thighs, only then does he ease on you (hardly), slowing his pace slightly to ride out the delicious clench of your cunt around his member, your reward being a generous few flicks to your clit, making the hypersensitivity just that much more unbearable

Douma (Thigh job)

He finds grief with your overstimulated cries and grasps for relief, chastising himself for overindulging on such a poor creature as yourself, he apologizes sincerely, hoping he didn’t hurt you too much

Its not your fault, you poor thing, he can hardly handle his own carnal needs himself, and he much less expected you to be able to keep up

Truly he’d thought such a position as this would be easier for you, with the lack of penetration and gentler handling, though perhaps it was a bit much considering how teasing each pass of his shaft was over your sensitive little bundle of nerves

He tries to ease up, he does, but how can he contain himself? Your thighs and pussy feel oh so good wrapped around his swollen cock, the perfect mixture of slick and friction, second to that of your insides of course

So eventually he chooses to ignore your tries of escape, instead opting to coo down at you, comforting you through the waves of pleasure that he knows will soon lead to your orgasm

He can feel how your holes convulses, your clit twitches, your thighs tighten, its nearly painful how hard you're pressed around him, not even a gap of space left between your legs other than the one his cock is occupying

Finally he feels it, your shudder of tension before your body seizes in a tantrum of euphoria, he can see the way your hands grip the sheets, the way your spine quivers, the way your mouth gapes open in scream after scream, hell his followers must think he's murdering someone in here!

He eventually follows suit, cum spraying across your body in thick ropes that he pumps out with each pass of his hips into your spent ones, your body twitches weakly and you whine as he continues to use your oversensitive folds

Who can blame him? You feel so good!

Akaza (Spider-man)

He laughs manically seeing you trying to escape, your weak little body looking so pitiful between his powerful thighs

Honestly it was a miracle you'd lasted this long with him, but he found satisfaction in the fact that the pleasure he'd brought you was so overwhelming that your stupid little brain thought it'd be a good idea to flee from a god such as himself

He'd had half a mind to let you and watch you run away with so much cum running down your legs that you'd likely slip in it, stupid thing

But he'd trashed that idea when he'd heard your cries rise, more tears and saliva pooling down your face, he wanted to hear what your voice sounded like when you came again, what your face looked like, what your cunt felt like

He thrust into you faster, trailing a hand from where it was hugging your thigh to his chest down to where your little clit lie

He brushed over it quickly, relishing your shrill cries of grief and despair as your nerves lit on fire, more laughter filling your ears

It wasn't long before you finally snapped, your pussy chocking around him and spewing hot liquid across his thighs, it was bliss feeling you milk him and hearing your broken voice scream so loud his ear drums nearly burst in time with his seed that flooded your insides

Yes, he rather enjoyed this, perhaps he should let you escape next time and see how that plays out as well

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dilfsfordinner · 1 year

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Imagine slow, tender sex with him induced by the storm outside, the water battering the roof, windows shuddering under the wind and walls shaking, thunder cracking every couple seconds, your moans a sharp rival to the sky as he repeatedly coaxed such noises from you, reaching parts of your body you didn’t think possible.

His hands would be cradling your head or clasping your own fingers, maybe grasping your ankles on his shoulders, or even pushing your thighs to your chest as he rocked into you. It would be so intimate, the ruthless weather outside heavily contrasted to the deep connection the two of you shared.

His forehead would rest upon yours, heavy breaths followed by cooed ‘I love you’s’ and caring words, your mouths occasionally meeting in desperate kisses. Your bodies would be pressed so close it felt as if you were one, your frame completely engulfed by his own, chests breathing in tandem as each of your heartbeats racked your ribcages.

The room would be shrouded in darkness, maybe a candle somewhere glowing orange, the lightning outside occasionally lighting up the two of your bodies. The storm would make the atmosphere even more passionate, the only sounds heard being the thunder outside and the soft gasps coming from your bedroom, hushed whispers covered by the hurling rain, the world outside forgotten as you succumbed to the pleasure in each other’s arms.

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EREN YEAGER, Jean Kirstein, Levi Ackerman, Reiner Braun, Getou Suguru, Nanami Kento, Toji Fushiguro, Trafalgar Law, Red Haired Shanks, Kyojuro Rengoku, Akaza, Nicholas D. Wolfwood, Adrian Tepes, KENZO TENMA

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abyss-ak · 6 months

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† cw// nsfw, breeding, creampie's, biting, love making

💭 ⃞ ︙ Too much but too good

Each hand pinned down respectively resting by the side of your head, his face snuggled up in your neck inhaling your sweet, sweet smell, leaving bites and kisses, your legs loosely wrapped around his torso, as he angled his hips towards that goey spot in your sweet c'nt thrusting softly painting your already-white-walls white , he wants your angelic c'nt to remember him, how he feels, his enormous bulbous mushroom tip, his thickness, his length, every vein tracing his c'ck, every detail. Soft "I love you's", " you can take it for me, sweetie" were whispered in your ear as his hips met yours, soft nibbles alongside, eyes filled with love were grazing yours as your face crunched up feeling yet another orgasm approaching, tears following the feeling of pure escatcy approaching. He couldn't stop, he wouldn't stop bullying your poor c'nt, he was so in love the expression you make when you clench tightly and gush around him.

It was Too much but too Good.

Geto, Nanami, Megumi, Choso, Noritoshi, Ino, Rengoku, Gyomei, Giyuu, Sanemi, Akaza, Haganezuka, Dazai, Chuuya, Nikolai, Sigma, Kunikida, Ogai Mori, Hayakawa, Yoshida Hirofumi, sakurayashiki kaoru, Köing, Simon Ghost Riley & anyone you'd like to add

⍣ Written by @asjeontrw, do not copy or modify. You may oost on other platforms but with proper credits to the artist!

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kurooandkenmasslut · 1 year

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They are so adorable :,)

Reblog if you use or see!!

#— nat talks ‹#kimestu no yaiba #kimetsu tengen #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba imagines #kimetsu no yaiba smut #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #kimetsu sanemi #demon slayer fanfiction #shinazugawa sanemi #akaza #douma #shinobu kochou #uzui tengen #kyojuro rengoku #obanai iguro #muichiro tokito #inosuke hashibira

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meowzfordayz · 1 year

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when you grab their chest — akaza, douma, muzan, kyojuro, giyuu, tengen

Author’s Note: pardon the ridiculously long title. 🥴😂 “Fem!Reader” applies to Tengen only.

when you grab their chest — akaza, douma, muzan, kyojuro, giyuu, tengen

Akaza x Reader, Douma x Reader, Muzan x Reader, Rengoku Kyojuro x Reader, Tomioka Giyuu x Reader, Uzui Tengen x Reader

Word Count: ~900

CW: dark humor, Fem!Reader, mild sexual content

Suggestion Fulfilled: I have a request😤 I recently read a certain ass slapping fic which I adored could you do a similar fic with the same characters +giyu and Douma with the reader coming up from behind the and squeezing their man tiddies

~faqs~

I 100% would’ve used MAN TIDDIES in my title, but figured Tumblr would hide this post from tags if I did, so I went w/ “chest” instead 😆

Also, some of these are canon compliant — Muzan, Kyojuro, Giyuu

While others are set in modern au (alternate universe; modern setting) — Akaza, Douma, Tengen

AKAZA

Immediately tenses

#noice 😌😎 after all, the man is ripped

The more Akaza tenses, the more you wanna squish

Except, it’s kinda hard to squish pure, flexed muscle ?? 😔

“Akaza, my love, could you relax?” 🥺

He’s still confused, but my love automatically has him at your beck and call, so-

He relaxes

*gleeful squeal* 😍 *squish squish* 😍

Aaand he’s tensed again

If you actually take the time to explain yourself, then he’ll be absolutely embarrassed flattered

Lowkey decides to do an extra 100 push ups daily, just bc he’s so darn in love w/ you 😭

DOUMA

Douma’s been waiting all his life for you to grab his moobs

So like

He’s one happy camper !!!!! 😌🥳

“all his life” = since he met you

As for “moobs”? I had to, just once 😃

Slowly flexes them so he can hear your amazed gasp 😍

“Are you drooling?” he smirks

“Fuck off,” you scowl

You try to withdraw your hands to wipe away your incriminating drool 😒🤤

But he doesn’t let you 🤪

He squeezes your wrists, grinning widely to himself, “Don’t leave me.” 😇

“But I’m done,” you grumble, resting your forehead between his shoulder blades (you’ve already accepted your fate 🤠)

“I’m not,” he retorts, “Not even close.” 🤗

Translation? Douma wants you to massage his pectorals

#pretty pls and ty

MUZAN

Once again, I’m presuming you’re a demon, and Muzan’s immediate reaction is to slice off your hands 💀

Thank gosh for regeneration! 😮‍💨

You’ve gotta quit surprising him 🤪

I mean

Yeah

He enjoys when you touch him 😅

BUT, he has a reputation to uphold, and being startled by your random displays of physical attention doesn’t exactly help 🙃

The implication that he lets his guard down w/ you (bc how else could you ever hope to genuinely startle him?) is making me feel things 😭

“Do that again, and I won’t be so forgiving.”

The faint dip between his brows has you thinking otherwise 🤭

“What if I ask first?” 😉

You’re treading on thin ice 😬

His eyes flash, “Pardon?”

Good thing he’s close to cracking too 😌

“If I ask to touch you?”

I’ll kill you “You wouldn’t.”

WeLp

He didn’t say No 🤗

(obvi consent’s a must, but in this specific context mutual flirtation’s strongly implied and also it’s literally Muzan)

“Oh!” <— Kyojuro exclaims, cheerful as ever ☺️

“Hello there,” he chuckles, smiling at the feeling of your body pressed against his back, “Are you checking something?”

“Mhm,” you grin, “They’re still here!” 😇

“My pectorals?” his head tilts, “Of course they are?!”

He’s ~a little oblivious, okay? 😃

“How about you hug me from the front?” he suggests gently, “That way I get to hug you too!”

😭😭😭

He’s so precious

How could you refuse?????

Spoiler alert: you can’t

GIVE THE MAN HIS HUG 🥺❤️‍🔥

Spoiler alert: you give Kyojuro his hug, and it is very cozy 🥰

A tad sweaty + suffocating, but you wouldn’t trade it for the world 🥺

Shocked 😵‍💫

Giyuu’s inner monologue: ????? What? Is? This?

Giyuu’s outer dialogue: *still as stone*

“Giyuu?” you immediately remove your hands, scurrying to his front side, head tilted w/ concern, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfort-” 😕

“You didn’t,” he interrupts quietly, finally grasping his bearings, “It was…” aaand now he’s blushing, “... nice.” 🥺☺️

Your nose scrunches, relief relaxing your shoulders as you nod sheepishly, “I’m glad I didn’t freak you out too much.”

“Mhm,” he smiles reassuringly, “You freaked me out,” gently guiding your palms back to his chest, “But not too much,” winking shyly at you, “The perfect amount, in fact.”

HELP !!!!! CAN YOU JUST CAN I FWIBEIUVLNSOUEJGBWO;GNS

Suave, sexy, knows-what-he-wants, isn’t-afraid-to-tell-you, will-even-go-after-it-himself Giyuu has entered the chat

AnD I AM HERE FOR IT 😭😭😭💘

LOUD LAUGHTER

You can feel it through his tiddies 😆

“Envious, my dear?” 😉

Okay

Presumptuous much? 😒

But alllso 🙄

“If you could share…” you pout, “Gimme just a lil?” 🤗

“You’re welcome to work out with me,” he chuckles fondly, flexing for you, “These could totally be yours!”

You sigh, “Tengen, pectorals and breasts aren’t the same thing.”

“I know that,” he shrugs, patting your knuckles reassuringly, “Your breasts are perfect, and I’m happy to coach you and your pectorals if you so desire.”

You decide to test the waters 🌊

“What if my pectorals get bigger than yours?” 😏

Tengen immediately drowns you 🌊💀

“Not a chance.” 😐

And then he tacks on, a tad nicer, “But you could certainly get very big pectorals.” ☺️

“Just not bigger than yours,” you grin 😏

He nods grimly, “My ego would pop.” 😔

“And that would be tragic.” ☹️

“Indeed,” he squeezes your hands (which remain splayed across his chest), still basking in your touch, “I appreciate your understanding.” 😖🥰

(fyi, if your pectorals did get bigger than Tengen’s, then he’d: survive, be super proud of you, and beg to know your workout regimen)

#headcanons #modern au #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #akaza kny #akaza demon slayer #akaza x reader #douma kny #douma demon slayer #douma x reader #muzan kny #muzan demon slayer #muzan x reader #rengoku kyojuro #kyojuro x reader #tomioka giyuu #giyuu x reader #uzui tengen #tengen x reader

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nymphoheretic · 1 year

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Warnings: Black coded!Reader, slight nocon(but they back off), Dubcon, Corruption, Clawing, choking, biting/marking, spitting, knotting, oral (recieving and giving), blood play, darcyphilia, somnophilia, bondage, collaring, usage of the nickname "Pet" from Akaza, pet play Master/slave, slut calling, humiliation, exhibitionism, dumbification, nipple play, sadism, double penetration, anal, spitroast, claiming, praise, degradation, and just overall roughness(mostly from Akaza). Let me know I missed anything!

Word count: 4.4k

Pairing: Demon!Rengoku x Slayer!fem!reader x Akaza

Tags: @awilddreamermain @babiefwuit @noriken @sailewhoremoon @getogasm @stygianoir@monaukah @bakugosbratx @cherryblossomsenpai @hvziers @suyacho @saetoshis @tokyometronetwork @potofstewie @sulli1361 @e-b-e

A/N: The art in the header is a paid commission by me! Done by the amazing Nightly_uwus on Insta!

You watched in horror as Akaza’s nails grew into sharp claws as You heard Kyoujuro silently and brokenly accepted the demon’s offer. He did not want to die so young. He had so much to live for. Even at the cost of his memories, Kyoujuro wanted to live.

You were glad that you had sent Tanjiro and Inosuke away to help the train members after you had patched the young demon slayer up. You watched as Akaza grinned as he eased his nail into the center of Kyoujuro’s forehead and began to slowly pump his blood into his body.

“Kyou...” You whispered out as tears formed in your eyes as his body began to convulse as the change started. His skin lightened from tan to an almost pale white tone, his once beautiful golden-vermillion eyes darkened until the sclera were pitch black and the gold of his irises nearly swallowed the red.

Short red horns sprung out his forehead and you could fairly see red lines circle his wrists as red claw-like marks appeared on his face. His hair also grew longer and the red streaks spread more throughout the blond locks.

He was still a very beautiful being. Actually even more so as a demon possibly. You could feel your heart racing in your chest. You still loved him. You loved him even if he chose to forget about all your happiest memories, memories of his mother and his brother, to forget about you. But even then, you still loved him. You froze when his turned those eyes on you, his nostrils flaring. You held your sword closer to your chest, prepared to attack if necessary.

“How do you feel, Kyoujuro?” Akaza asked. The change in his new demon was only temporary. He’d need to take him to Muzan for his true form to be revealed. He grinned when Kyoujuro looked up at him with his newly changed eyes, but frowned at the confusion swimming in them. “What?” He asked before turning his head in the direction of the woman sitting teary eyed on the ground, your nichirin blade held close to your chest.

Kyoujuro scented the air again, that inoxicatingly sweet smell making his mind even more fuzzy than what it already was. It was coming from you. Why did you smell so familiar? Why did you make his heart beat so fast within his chest? Why did he want to do nothing but fill you again and again with his cock until you were a sobbing mess? “Akaza...Bring me the woman.” His voice held an air of power even if his transformation was not complete yet and it sent shivers down even Akaza’s spine.

Akaza looked taken aback. Kyoujuro was supposed to be his. He should have forgotten about his past life! He turned angry golden eyes on you but then shifted to the lightening sky behind you. ‘Shit! The sun!’ “Kyoujuro, we have to get out of here!” He grabbed Kyojuro by the wrist and tried to pull him into the shadows of the trees.

He looked over at you, a growl bubbling in his chest. “I’m not leaving without her.” Kyoujuro may still be a bit frail from the transformation, but he was not leaving without you. He needed to know why he felt so drawn to you.

Gritting his teeth, Akaza quickly ran over to you, your eyes wide as the pink-haired demon snarled down at you. “I don't know why you’re still so familiar with Kyoujuro, but he won’t leave without you.” He grabbed your sword from your hands, smacked you across the face with it to knock you out and tossed it aside before picking you up and tossing you over his shoulder. “Kyoujuro, let’s go now.”

Satisfied that he had gotten his way, he stared at the lightening sky for the last time, knowing deep down that this would be the last time he would be able to witness the sun rising over the horizon. He grit his teeth when Akaza yelled at him, he was still getting used to his new body. Flexing the muscles in his legs, he bent down to take off after Akaza when a vaguely familiar voice called out to him.

“Rengoku-san?”

He shifted his eyes over his shoulder to see a young demon slayer. He noted the hurt expression on his face. It seemed this child knew him when Kyoujuro was a human. He flashed the boy a fanged smile before the heat from the sun warmed his flesh and he made a beeline for the shadows of the forest. He needed to find a hideaway from the sun and then he would question you. He wanted to know why your scent was still so familiar to him. Why everytime he looked at you, he wanted to fuck you stupid, to fill your tiny body with his seed, to have you in his arms. Kyoujuro would have his answers soon.

Kyoujuro followed Akaza’s scent deep into the woods until he found the pink-haired demon holed up in an abandoned shack, the windows already boarded up. He scanned the small enclosure for the you and spotted you crumpled up on the floor in the middle of the building.

He rolled his eyes at Akaza's little pout as he was glaring at you. Kyoujuro walked over to where you were and the scent of your blood hit him strongly. It both made his mouth water and his cock rock hard. Why? Why did you make him both want to rip you apart with his claws and fangs, to devour you, but also to pick you up and slam you up and down on his dick until you were sobbing with pleasure.

Akaza watched as Kyoujuro stared down at the woman. The longer he looked at you, the more angry and frustrated he became. Kyoujuro was supposed to be his eternal fighting partner. He should have forgotten about everything. Even a past lover. So, what made this... “Pet so damn special.” Yes, the name “pet” would suit you well. You were merely a toy for Kyoujuro that he will eventually tire of and eat. It was only a matter of time before he had Kyoujuro all to himself. “The little pet won’t last long. I will give her until tonight.”

The blond demon took a step towards the woman, your scent starting to drive him crazy with a hunger he did not understand. He was a demon now and humans were his food. And to make things even worse, you were a demon slayer, his newly sworn enemy.

Was it because Akaza was the one who turned him? He was the Upper Moon 3, his blood should have been almost as potent as Lord Muzan’s himself. But...Kyoujuro had to know. He needed to sate this ache in his chest.

He moved over to your unconscious body, the throbbing in his chest increasing the closer he got. Your scent was intoxicating, mouthwatering even as he saw the line of blood that rolled down the side of your face.

“Kyoujuro...” Akaza said, his eyes narrowing slightly. What was he going to do? While Akaza, himself, did not eat women, he would not put it against the blond if his first meal happened to a female of his past. Maybe if Kyoujuro ate your, it would break this connection they seemed to have. “Eat her, Kyoujuro.” he said simply, his tone dull. “Eat her and be free of this burden she holds over you. That way we can finally fight for all eternity.”

Kyoujuro drowned at Akaza’s voice as he reached the woman and dropped to his knees. He scooped your limp body into his arms, your scent nearly making him feel drunk. You were pretty, no, you were beautiful. Too beautiful for him to even be holding. But, he needed a taste, just to see why your scent was so addicting.

His tongue slipped out and licked at the line of blood that clung to your cheek and a low moan rumbled in his chest. Not only were you beautiful and your scent called to him, your blood was just as sweet and intoxicating. Kyoujuro had to have you. He leaned down and caught your lips with his, his tongue sliding past your pliable mouth to tangle with yours.

The pink haired demon’s eyes narrowed even further as he watched his newly spawned creation lay you back down on the ground before he hovered over you. “What are you-” He stopped and blinked in confusion at what he was watching. Kyoujuro was kissing the human! “What the hell, Kyoujuro? I said to eat her, not kiss her!” he snarled, golden eyes flashing dangerously.

Was he really losing control over his creation? How would Lord Muzan react if he brought not only a human, but a member of the demon slayer corps back to the Infinity Castle with him. Sure, he may get praised for turning a Hashira, but you would never be allowed. “Get rid of her, now! Or I will.” The threat was empty, Akaza would never kill or eat a woman, but Kyoujuro did not know that.

A deep growl emitted from Kyoujuro as he glared at Akaza with burning eyes. He was not going to let the older demon take away something that so obviously belonged to him. Kyoujuro bared his fangs at the pink haired demon in warning, “You try to kill her and I will end your existence, Akaza.” He hand went to the nichirin blade that was still looped through his belt. He held the unconscious woman closer to his chest and sent Akaza another warning growl.

Akaza looked at Kyoujuro and sighed, shrugging his shoulders. It would seem that he would have to change tactics. Raising his hands in surrender, he took another look at you in Kyoujuro’s arms. You were fairly attractive and had a decent body. Maybe you would become a demon too?

No, he remembered the hurt and betrayed look on your face when the blond had admitted defeat and agreed to be a demon. “Okay.” he said as he walked closer to the couple, his eyes remained locked with Kyoujuro’s. “I don’t kill or eat women anyway.” He knelt down next to you on the opposite side of Kyoujuro. “Since you obviously have such an attachment to her and I am the one who created you, it’s only fair that we share her, Kyoujuro.”

Kyoujuro looked at Akaza with barely concealed disdain. What he was saying did make sense. The pink-haired demon did give him his blood to make him an immortal demon, but was he willing to share this woman with him?

Looking down at her, something in his mind wanted to refuse Akaza’s offer, but there was something telling him that she would be protected if he agreed. With a solemn nod, Kyoujuro said, “It is only fair.” He relaxed his shoulders and allowed Akaza to get a better look at the unconscious woman. “Do you know why I feel this way towards her? Who is she and why does her scent call to me?”

Fangs grit tightly as Akaza struggled to think of an answer. He did not know why you managed to be remembered by Kyoujuro’s body. What made you so fucking special. You appeared to be an ordinary human, a normal Demon slayer. You were not even that strong. While Kyoujuro was a Hashira, you could not be any stronger than a Tsuchinoto at best.

But, Kyoujuro was his creation now and should listen to whatever he says as long as it was not about killing you apparently. “Apparently she’s someone you knew before you became a Demon and for some reason you can’t forget her completely.” He sat back on his heels and rubbed his chin. Now that he was closer to you and not in a panic running from the sun, your scent was rather delectable. Akaza froze, your scent made his cock rock hard for some reason and he wanted you too.

The blond saw the way the pink-haired demon’s nostrils flared and how he froze. “You smell it too? It’s her scent. I don’t know either but it makes me want her even more, but not only that having her body in my arms also feels so familiar. And when I kissed her earlier, I thought I felt an even deeper connection with her. You said I knew her when I was human. Was she my lover?” He asked as he gazed down at you, his words sounding strained as he fought the urge to strip you of your clothing and fuck you awake.

“Yes.” Akaza replied reluctantly. He remembered how Kyoujuro told you to stay back and that he would not allow his beloved to get involved with such a dangerous fight at your current level. “But it is possible that once you’ve received blood from Lord Muzan that all memories of her will disappear.”

Kyoujuro tightened his grip on her. “And if I don’t want to forget her. I do want Lord Muzan’s blood to complete my transformation, but this woman calls to me and I want her.”

A frustrated growl left the older demon. There was no negotiation with Kyoujuro. His mind was made up. He wanted to keep you. “Fine. We can keep the pet.” Even if his tone was annoyed, there was a part of him that wanted the woman too. Her scent was starting to become addictive and his mouth watered. “Kyoujuro, since we’re keeping her. We may as well take her for a test drive.”

He smiled as he moved closer to the unconscious woman, touching the riverlette of blood that was slowly trickling down the side of your face. Akaza may never actually consume a woman, but your blood was calling to him and he had to have taste. He brought his two fingers that were coated in the sticky red fluid and brought it to lips mouth. Electricity went down his spine and straight to his cock when the flavor of your blood struck his tongue.

“It’s like her blood is an aphrodisiac.” Kyoujuro said, running the tip of his tongue over the path the blood was beginning to take again until it reached the source at the small wound above your eye. He lapped at it as his saliva began to act as a clotting agent and sealed the wound. “It makes me wonder if other parts of her are just as sweet and addictive.” He then trailed his tongue from the wound back down the side of your face to your neck until he reached the collar of your black uniform.

Akaza’s claws were already making quick work of the duttons that held your top together as he leaned forward to catch your lips with his. He pushed his tongue past your lips and curled it around yours. Even your lips were addictive and he wanted more.

His fingers parted your top and began exploring the uncovered flesh, claws shredding the bandages you used to bind your breasts. He felt you shift slightly, your breathing quickened and he smirked. Just how would you, their little pet, react to being ravished by two demons; becoming their toy.

Kyoujuro crawls down her body, letting Akaza have the top half of you as he takes the bottom. He needed to know if other parts of you were just as sweet. He could sense that you would be waking up soon, but he couldn't bring himself to care. You belonged to him.

He flattened his tongue as he left a wet trail over your belly, your skin sweet and addictive. Kyoujuro felt as if he tasted you before, but he couldn’t remember all he knew was that your skin was soft and supple under his tongue and he wanted more. His hands gripped her thighs before sliding up the skirt she wore. His clawed fingertips ghosted over the thin panties that covered your cunt and he used one to cut through the material.

Fingers gripped and groped at the exposed flesh of her chest as Akaza kissed your soft lips. He wanted to see the look in your eyes when you woke up with one demon fondling your breasts and the other between your legs. He tugged at your bottom lip with his fangs, being careful to not cut you and wake you with the pain.

Akaza wanted a genuine reaction from you as you slowly came to realize what was happening to you. His fingers pinched at your nipple, twisting it lightly as he rolled it. He slid his tongue back inside your mouth and pulled yours inside his mouth which he quickly sucked on. You tasted so damn good; he could not wait for his turn to taste you.

Kyoujuro's tongue found its way to your leg, licking your calf muscle down to your inner thigh. It was like his body remembered every touch that would drive you mad with pleasure as your own small body shivered and a small, muffled sounding moan vibrated in your chest.

That sound was like music to his ears and he wanted to draw more from you. Kyoujuro moved close to your pussy, the sweet scent coming from it drawing him like a moth to a flame. He brushed his nose against your clit, feeling you shiver even more intensely, your legs trembling in his hands. Kyoujuro moved to latch his mouth on that sweet spot that was so tantalizing to him.

You squirmed when a familiar feeling filled your body. Why were you feeling this way? you should only feel like this when you're with Kyoujuro, but he became a demon. You mewed softly at the feeling of a warm tongue lapping at your cunt. It was very similar to how Kyoujuro would do it. Each wet swipe felt better than the last. Another moan vibrated in your chest and you began to wonder what was this foreign pressure on your lips and touch on your chest.

Your hands moved to grab at the head that was between your thighs as I moaned into the mouth covering me. The darkness that was clouding your mind was slowly dissipating. “Oh, Kyou~” you whined when the lips moved from yours to your chest. your body reacted like it always did and you felt the familiar knot of heat flare in your lower belly.

Akaza curled his tongue around one of your hardened nipples and tugged on the other with his other hand. He could sense that you were on the verge of waking up, if the increasing sounds of your moans were any indicator. He stole a glance up at your face and smiled at the twisted look of confused pleasure that furled your brow.

Your soft whimpers were starting to sound like music to his ears, but he wanted to make you cry. Make you cry from the sheer pain and pleasure that only a demon could give you. He wanted to bite you and leave marks all over this supple skin. “Wake up, pet. Then the real fun can begin.”

Kyoujuro wrapped his lips around that tiny sensitive bit of flesh and sucked on it while flicking his tongue over it. He knew you were close, he just had this feeling. Your fingers were tangled in his red-streaked blond hair, tugging and pushing at the same time.

He then retracted the claws of his middle and ring fingers before slowly easing them inside that tight little hole. Kyoujuro needed to taste you. You were already so sweet on his tongue, but he knew there was something even more delicious.

His fingers rubbed against a patch of rigged flesh as he tongue swiped aggressively over your clit. Your hands began tugging and pushing at his head more as your moans became even louder.

That knot in your belly tightened even more, heat spreading down your body and gathering in your belly. You was so close, but who was doing this? Kyoujuro was no longer a part of your life. He left with the Upper Moon 3. You tried to make the darkness fade more quickly as you struggled to open your eyes.

But then the knot came undone and your back arched, lifting off whatever you were lying on as your orgasm shook through your body. Your fingers pulled at the head between your thighs and whoever it was let out a growl that vibrated through your clit. Shivers went down your body as the foreign touch at your chest became even more persistent, tugging and squeezing at your nipples roughly.

Who else could be here? You forced the darkness away as you slowly opened your eyes.

The first thing you saw was the head nestled between your thighs, the wet tongue still lapping up your juices. Your pussy was still tingling from the intense orgasm but it did not seem like whoever it was was going to stop.

You tried to tug at their hair once more but someone grabbed your wrists and pinned them over your head. You looked up and stared into Akaza’s gold eyes. A gasp left me. “What are you doing?” You tried to thrash in his hold, but a strong arm wrapped around your waist, holding your hips down. “Huh? What’s...” Looking down, you finally took in the red-streaked blond hair that you knew so well. “K-Kyou?”

Akaza grinned now that you was awake. He could now have as much fun as he wanted now. “Hush, pet. Let Kyoujuro finish his meal.” His claws shortened to a neat trim as he pressed them against your lips. “Why don’t I give you something to preoccupy that mouth of yours.” He grinned when it looked like you were going to defy him, but another breathy moan made her lips part and his fingers slid inside your warm, wet mouth. “That’s a good little pet. I’ll train you well.” He leaned in and nipped at your neck before soothing he bite with his tongue.

Kyoujuro swallowed every last drop you had to offer from your quivering hole. You were the sweetest thing he’d ever tasted. Her flavor is so familiar to him. “Fuck...my sweet little Fireball.” he murmuer into your folds.

The name rolled off his tongue so easily. Like that was what he had always called you. Kyoujuro moved his tongue away from your weeping slit, to circle your clit again, feeling your thighs tremble around his head. One arm was locked over your hips to keep them in place.

Kyoujuro released you and looked up at your face and saw the fear in your eyes and immediately jumped away. “What?” He grabbed his head as an intense throbbing pounded at the front of his head.

“Shit.” the pink-haired demon cursed as he pulled away from you to help his new creation. Akaza thought that this would be a bad idea. You were too closely linked with Kyoujuro’s memories as a human. He glanced at the door and saw that the sunlight still filtered through the bottom of the door. “Don’t you move. I have to go help Kyoujuro. Looks like he’ll need more blood.” He grabbed your face, glaring into your eyes and daring you to defile him.

You nodded your head as you grabbed the open ends of your jacket and held them closed. You watched as Akaza approached Kyoujuro, who was still growling in pain, his eyes flickering from white and black as he held his head.

Was he not a full demon yet? Maybe you could still save him. Save the love of your life. Your body still remembered his gentle touches even if he was supposed to be your enemy. You could not deny your heart still saw him as the man you fell so deeply in love with.

You touched your lips, you could still feel and taste Akaza’s fingers in your mouth. Kyoujuro was never that rough with me...

Shaking your head, you tried to rid yourself of those lustful thoughts. Why were you having such thoughts about your sworn enemy?! That demon took the love of your life from me! But a voice in the back of your head told you that you actually enjoyed having this newly demonized Kyoujuro between your thighs as Akaza had his fingers in your mouth.

Your mind slowly traveled to thoughts of being sandwiched between them, feeling their hands on your body, their cocks deep within you. You slapped yourself hard as you came back to your senses. You watched as Akaza knelt down by Kyoujuro, his nails lengthening. Your heart twisted in your chest as you forced yourself to look away.

Akaza pushed his finger deeper into Kyoujruo’s chest, giving him more blood. He watched as the small horns grew in length and darkened in color, the red of his irises turning into slits as the gold took over. Red flame-like markings appeared on the young demon’s face as Akaza pulled away and licked his finger as the wound healed. “Better, Kyoujuro?”

Kyoujuro slowly put his hands down away from his head, the throbbing pain easing away now that he had more blood. “Yes,” he looked over at you, your sweet scent still in the air; even more so now that he had brought you to an orgasm. He could still taste your essence on his tongue. “But, I should probably not touch her until I can find a way to make her see that I am not to be feared.”

Golden eyes rolled as the pink-haired demons placed his hands on his hips. “Or maybe we get rid of her before we return to Lord Muzan.” He backed away from Kyoujuro when flames suddenly surrounded the young demon as angry glowing eyes locked on his form.

How was Kyoujuro this strong as a fledgling demon? His power was almost on par with an Upper Moon. A smile crossed the older demon’s lips. He truly did find the best fighting partner.

He held his hands up in surrender as he backed away slowly. “I didn't mean kill her.” he said, noting the stubborn look in Kyoujuro’s eyes even as the flames dissipated. “But if you insist on keeping our little pet. She’ll need a collar.”

“I’m sorry?! A what?!”

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luxthestrange · 7 months

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KNY Incorrect quotes#57...Bra shopping for you

Kyojuro, Gyomei, Iguro, Giyuu,Yorichi, Kokushibo/Michikatsu,Aizetsu,Akaza,Enmu:

Hello, my love I'm in the titty section what size boob dome do you wear?*Sends a kiss thru the speaker*

Sanemi, Sekido/Zohakuten:

Hey B*tch, I'm in the boob section what size honkers do you wear?

Kyojuro,Uzui,Karaku,Urogi:

WASSUP SHARTIE BAE IM IN LE BRA SECTION, WHAT SIZE HONKER BADONKERS U WEAR?

Gyutaro, Uzui, Karaku, Urogi, Kyojuro,Hotaru,Sanemi:

Ayo babe, I'm in the tittie section what size Dippin dots have you got?

Doma, Gyokko, Uzui,Karaku,Urogi,Enmu:

DAMN GIRL those are some big honkers then, Lemme's see them later kk, Mine are bigger but that's ok, I still love you, baby

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mrsshabana · 7 months

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Always the groomsman, never the groom

♡ CW: 18+ MDNI, Female!reader x Gyutaro, mostly fluff and angst, some smut. Reader is a groomsmaid and Gyutaro is a groomsman.

♡ AN: I was a bridesmaid at a wedding this weekend so it inspired me to make this oneshot!

Gyutaro had been a groomsman at numerous weddings. All of his friends getting married, yet he couldn't even manage to ask a girl out.

And here he is yet again at another wedding. This time it was Akaza getting married. Gyutaro didn't know his husband to be very well, but he remembers him from college. Kyojuro Rengoku.

Gyutaro was happy for his friend, but he couldn't help but be a little jealous. He wants more than anything to fall in love and someday get married, but all he was able to manage was the occasional hook up. And even that was rare.

He's not too fond of hook ups, but he's so desperate for any kind of affection that he's willing to do almost anything. And no matter how hard he tries to get to know someone, they always leave before he can wake up in the morning. Leaving him alone, yet again. At this point he's convinced that's how things were meant to be.

Gyutaro can't help but wonder if he would be able to meet someone at the wedding. But is it really worth the inevitable heart break? When he sees you he starts to think that it might be.

You're a part of the wedding party on Kyojuro's side, you must be one of his close friends. Gyutaro immediately notices how beautiful you are. And the way your breasts look in that dress isn't bad either.

Gyutaro's breath hitches when he finds out you'll be partnered with him during the ceremony. He's not sure whether to be excited or filled with dread that he get's paired with the one person he was crushing on.

You remember he wasn't able to make it to the rehearsal so you had to practice with someone else, but now that he's here you might as well introduce yourself.

"Hi there! I'm Y/N," you say in a friendly tone, reaching out your hand, "It's nice to meet you, looks like we'll be paired for the ceremony."

"H-hey," he reaches out and shakes your hand, "I'm Gyutaro."

You give him a recap of everything they told you at the rehearsal, "So it's super easy, you'll just follow the other guys down the aisle. Then after the ceremony, Akaza and Kyojuro will walk down the aisle. Then each of us will get with our partners and walk down the aisle after them."

"So... I just walk over to you and uh...?" He's trying to pay attention but he keeps staring at your boobs.

You smile, "We'll go after Douma and Shinobu. Once they get halfway down the aisle we'll walk to the middle, latch arms, and walk together. You can just follow my lead," You try to make it make sense but it's hard to explain since he wasn't there for the rehearsal.

"Oh ok, cool. Sounds easy enough," he says as he has absolute no clue what to do.

When it comes time for the ceremony to start, it goes pretty smoothly. Gyutaro just follows the other guys' lead. The whole ceremony is really beautiful and you feel yourself tearing up when Akaza and Kyojuro read their vows to each other.

After they kiss and walk down the aisle, you look over at Gyutaro. He knows what to do right?

His palms are sweaty and he can't remember for the life of him what he's supposed to do. He's lucky Douma goes before him so he can see what he's supposed to do.

The two of you meet in the middle and you lock arms with him, "What'd you think of the ceremony?" you whisper to him as you walk down the aisle together.

"It was real nice, I'm happy for them," He smiles, trying to hide the shakiness in his voice.

You, Gyutaro, and the rest of the wedding party wait around to take photos while the rest of the guests have the reception.

The whole time Gyutaro's thoughts are running rampant. You were so nice to him! No girl has ever been so kind to him, but maybe you were just being nice? There's no way you have a crush on him or something. That'd be absurd, you've only known him for a few hours.

He has no way of knowing that you actually find him very handsome, especially in that suit he's wearing. He has a je ne sais quoi about him. Something unique that you've never seen in a guy before.

After the photos you spend most of the wedding with your friends, and Gyutaro spends time with his. It's not until the wedding is almost over and everyone has had a few drinks that you talk to him again.

You noticed he was sitting alone at a table so you went over and sat next to him, "Hey Gyutaro, mind if I join you?"

His cheeks immediately become rosy, "I uh- no, not at all. Go ahead."

He's at a loss for words. A girl has never came up to him like this and initiated a conversation. Could you possibly be... interested in him?

He soon finds out when after talking for over an hour, he asks you if you want to come over to his place tonight. It's a bold move, and he never would have done it without the help of some alcohol. He swears he's dreaming when you actually agree.

"Are you sure...?" he asks.

"Yeah! Unless you're secretly a murderer or something," you smile and nudge his shoulder.

He figures he should take advantage of this opportunity before you realize how repulsive he is and change your mind. So he quickly takes you on his motorcycle, back to his apartment in the city.

When you get there Gyutaro tries to play it cool, showing you around his apartment and trying to make friendly conversation. But really he just wants to get to the main event. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't feeling incredibly horny.

It doesn't take long before you find yourself sitting on his lap, making out with him on his bed. His hands already pushing up your dress to grab at your ass.

You're so different from the other women Gyutaro has hooked up with. They never went as far as wanting to kiss him, let alone actually bothering to touch him like you are. It sends shivers down his spine and makes him feel amounts of affection he didn't know possible.

He starts to get really nervous when you lay on your back. You actually want to see his face while he fucks you? He's only ever done doggy style with his previous partners because his face would ruin the mood. But not you.

You caress his cheek and look into his eyes as he plunges into you. That's the moment that he becomes attached to you, feeling himself falling for you.

He almost loses it when you moan his name and hold him close to your body as he thrusts into you. He thought this kind of shit was only in the movies, not real life. Let alone for a guy like him.

You don't yell at him when he becomes too overwhelmed by emotion to pull out. Instead you wrap your arms around him, kiss him, and tell him what a good job he did.

He knows how pathetic he must seem, but he can't help but cling to you. Holding you close to him, and nuzzling his nose into your hair. God you smell so good.

You aren't used to having hook ups like this, so you hope he won't mind if you stay the night. And by his clinginess it seems like he doesn't want you to leave either.

In the morning, Gyutaro wakes up in a panic. He slept in too late, you must have already left. He shoots up with wide eyes only to see your sleeping form still beside him.

"She... she didn't leave?" he mumbles to himself, "But they always leave..."

You're different. You're special. And this is when Gyutaro realizes that he's falling in love with you. Maybe the next time he goes to a wedding he won't just be a groomsman, but the groom.

#gyutaro #gyutaro shabana #gyutaro x reader #gyutaro x y/n #gyutaro smut #gyuutarou x reader #gyuutarou #akaza x rengoku #kny smut #demon slayer smut

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pinejayy · 10 months

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oh yeah, my personal favorite leg openers uwu

which one is your favorite, obviously my favorite is gyokko 😩😩

#Gyokko #muzan kibutsuji #muzan #hantengu clones #hantengu #Sekido #Karaku #Aizetsu #Urogi #obanai iguro #obanai #Douma #akaza #rengoku #haganezuka #demon slayer #kny #x reader

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tohokuu · 1 year

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boobs, boobs, boobs - tengen, kyojuro, akaza, aizetsu

tumblr is based off a system of reblogs. reblog my work.

word count : 1.5k

warnings : tiddy sucking, somnophilia in akaza's

a/n : first time writing for kny...

TENGEN

tengen’s mouth watered when he saw your perky nipples sticking past the thin white fabric of your shirt. it was colder during this time of the year, so he knew that your nipples poking through was inevitable. his main concern was how he could help in fixing that.

he didn’t want you embarrassed, ya know? imagine sanemi or kyo drop by and get a chance to see your perky tits. he couldn’t have that. your tits belonged to him. they were cute and squishy and all he wanted to do in this moment was sit you down on his lap and suck your nipples until you pulled at his hair.

wouldn’t that be flashy?.. he thought.

you sighed as you wrapped tengens thin blanket around you. it didn’t make much of a difference, though. you were still shivering cold. he knew the only way to keep you warm was if you were laying flat against him (tit in his mouth).

“baby, is it cold in here or just me?” tengen spurred on. you looked up eagerly, staring at him in shock. “are you not cold?” you asked him. he shook his head.

“i’m not but i can tell that you are.” you saw tengen’s eyes dart directly down to your chest, raising a brow as he stared shamelessly. “hmm, have they always been this perky?” he asked you slapped his arm in embarrassment.. or at least tried to slap his arm. instead, he grabbed you by the bicep. pulling you down onto his lap.

it was in mere seconds, he had the blanket draped around your shoulders and your chest exposed for him. he could see goosebumps rising on your skin, standing up to the sky as he undressed you in the bitter cold. “fuck.” tengen sighed as he stared at your chest.

“the piercings are so flashy, honey.” he crooned. you blushed, looking away from his face.

“can i warm you up?”

KYOJURO

kyo was pretty uncaring when it came to how you dressed around the house. you usually lounged around in some loose pants and a short, cropped shirt of his. today was no different. you were cooking when he walked in the next morning, shirtless with only a pair of trousers on. he didn’t pay much attention to your chest until you turned around, handing him a cup of tea.

“good morning, kyo!” you chirped, smile fresh on your face in the early morning glow. kyo smiled tenderly. “thank you, my angel.” you kissed his pec after, walking away. kyo didn’t know what it was, that got him thinking that morning, looking at your ass and raising a thick eyebrow.

“mm tasty!” he said as he sipped on the honey and lemon flavored tea. joining you on the couch, he leaned over, laying his head on your chest. he snuggled his face into your chest, groaning and grunting softly as some of the sleep was still settled in his mind. his eyes fluttered open and closed softly as you ran your fingers through his hair.

“mmm.” he whimpered, enjoying the scratch of your nails against his scalp. kyo got up, getting on top of you and surprising you with his sudden outburst. his eyes darted down to your nipples poking through the thin cropped shirt. “fuck.” he groaned. your eyes widened as he help himself balance on his forearms, caging you in between.

suddenly his head was under the fabric of your shirt, his lips attached to your nipples. they were cold and hard, and in need of his mouth. his tongue swirled around your buds that were getting harder as he teased them. you gasped, moving up to discard of your shirt.

“kyo!” you cried, wailing as he bit and sucked at the skin. “you think you can just walk around like this with your nipples pokin’ out and not expect me to say anything?” he growled. kyo sounded eager, not in his usual gentle and soft nature.

“gonna make you cum from sucking your tits alone.”

AKAZA

akaza walked into your bedroom at around 2 am. your window was open and you slept soundly in bed. he raised his eyebrow and sighed.

how many times had he reminded you to lock your window at night…

you never listened to him, always arguing with him and teasing him. he was never angered, though. he’d smile thinking about you as he worked throughout the day, following orders. you were his comfort space, the one he’d visit at night when he had nothing particular left to do.

he walked into your bathroom like he owned the place, washing his face sighing while he ran a wet hand through his pink hair.

things were calm and quiet. a part of him wished that in another life where things were easier, he could just do simple house chores with you. it wasn’t that simple, though. life was hard right now and he couldn’t take care of you the way he wished. he had to settle for this.

coming in to your bedroom unannounced at night and snuggling with you while you slept. he listened to your soft snores and soft whimpers when you had a impactful dream. today was one of those nights.

he knew you were having a wet dream when he began to smell the wetness from you. a scent of pheromones bursting into the air and clouding his judgement. he watched as your nipples got visibly harder through the thin camisole you wore. his mouth watered.

you turned towards him in your sleep, whining and pulling him closer, grinding your cunt on his thigh. “fuck..” he whispered.

“a-akaza..” you whined, half asleep. he felt his dick get hard, making his pants uncomfortable. he suddenly didn’t care anymore. you had given him permission to touch you in your sleep before but he never went through with it, feeling a tiny sense of shame to do that to you without your knowledge.

but his judgement was clouded today. his day was rough and he couldn’t care less about morals right now.

he lifted your shirt up, his chest rising faster and faster seeing you whine for him even in your sleep. a primal urge overtook him as he dove into your chest, mouth wrapped around your buds completely.

he sucked and whined, two fingers dipping down the waistband of your sleep shorts and feeling the slick gathered in your panties. “you dirty, dirty girl..” he groaned.

he couldn’t wait for you to wake up to the hickey’s on your chest tomorrow morning.

AIZETSU

aizetsu was always sad. his eyebrows furrowed in sadness and worry. his zipped up the black nike tech in the mirror, unable to waiver the solemn expression on his face.

he figured coming to see you would maybe fix his mood just a bit.

the knock on your door at 2 am was a surprise. you didn’t get a call or a confirmation that someone would be showing up to your door this late. you took extra caution checking the peephole.

the rush in your throat went down when you saw that it was just your solemn boyfriend, dressed in his usual tech. you opened the door, head tilted to one side as you invited him in.

“zetsu, what happened?” you questioned. your boyfriend was often sad. he was quiet and didn’t speak much to others unless he had something significant to say.

“nothing. i just missed you.” he softly spoke, staring down at the ground. your own eyebrows furrowed as you pushed him deeper into your apartment.

“do you wanna cuddle with me?” you asked.

he looked around nervously before nodding. you laid in bed, urging him to remove the hoodie he wore and just lay in his t-shirt.

his strong arms wrapped around your body, pulling you in. aizetsu pushed his face into your chest, hoping he’d feel better.

your fingers went straight to his dark locks, tugging at the strands softly. “what happened today, angel?” you asked.

“sekido was making fun of me today.” he whined. his lips pouted, eyelashes fluttering to keep away a glimmering sheen of tears. “ ‘m sorry, zetsu. don’t listen to anything he says. he’s a dickhead.” you told your boyfriend.

“can i suck your tiddies?”

your mind felt like it broke.

“w-what?” you asked. your boyfriend looked up at you, his eyes widened and brows furrowed as if he was ready to beg.

“y-you heard me.” he whispered. you were right. you had heard his random and bizarre request. he had never asked before. in fact, you two hadn’t even done anything significant yet.

“sure.”

and suddenly your shirt was torn off of you, flung into a separate corner of the room. your boyfriends personality always made you forget how brawny and muscular he was. his body didn’t match his soft facial expressions and you could hardly recover from the whiplash you had received.

aizetsu’s arms were wrapped around your waist and upper back, pushing your body into his face. he sucked your nipples harshly, no care in the world that it might have been hurting you or not.

he licked and tenderly bit the skin, looking up at you with his brows this time pushed together to focus on the task.

he planned on sucking your tits into making himself happy.

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