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actuallysaiyan · 11 months

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Fiery Love(Kyojuro Rengoku x Fem!Reader)

warnings: fellatio/male receiving oral sex, dirty talk, morning head, slight somnophilia if you squint word count: 1k pairings: Kyojuro Rengoku x Fem!Reader a/n: Happy Birthday Kyojuro!!!

You roll over in bed, the sun beginning to shine through the drapes. The sleep you had last night was just perfect. When you look at the beautiful man lying next to you, you swear you’ve been blessed by the gods above. He is just so perfect. And to be able to spend the day with him, it was going to be so perfect as well.

It was rare that you had a few days off with your Hashira boyfriend. He works crazy hard keeping everyone safe from demons. You never quite understood how he could go out and do such a dangerous and scary job, but you were more than grateful for him and his fellow Hashira. So when they told him he could take a few days off for his birthday, you were so excited. The two of you decided to go stay at the Rengoku estate.

While his father wasn’t the most welcoming, he allowed the two of you to stay for the few days that Kyojuro had off. Senjuro, Kyojuro’s brother, was so ecstatic to have his older brother be there with him. And he took to you like flies to honey. The first night, you and Kyojuro relaxed in the onsen and had a big feast. The next day, today, was supposed to be for relaxing completely. Kyojuro would be allowed to sleep in for once. Something he rarely did.

So when you saw that he was sleeping so peacefully, you almost couldn’t go on with your plan. But you decided it might be nice for him to wake up to such a nice surprise. Not only was it rare for the two of you to have any time to relax, but it was even more rare to have time for intimacy. So you knew that this day would be perfect for it.

You begin by slowly kissing his neck, and then you make a sloppy trail down his naked body. Kyojuro stirs slightly, but he doesn’t wake just yet. You want to take him into your mouth before he even gets hard, but you know that Kyojuro’s high sex drive might make that almost impossible. So you spread his thighs ever so gently, which earns you a soft moan from your fiery lover. Yet still he does not rouse from his sleep.

You wrap your lips around the tip of his cock, moaning as you taste the beginnings of his precum. He tastes salty and musky, the perfect combination in your opinion. Slowly, as you take more of him into your mouth, you feel the half-hard cock become engorged with blood. A loud moan slips from his lips as he finally wakes up and looks down at you through hooded eyes.

“Oh my flower…” he groans sleepily. “Oh, my sweet lover…”

You love the way that he speaks to you, even while you two are intimate. You know there are times that he will be more rough, but he always tries to praise you and say the sweetest things and call you by the cutest pet names.

As he begins waking up even more, you begin a steady pace of bobbing your head up and down. Your saliva coats his throbbing cock, making it so slippery inside your already very wet and warm mouth. The moans that come out of Kyojuro’s mouth now are just downright erotic. You’ve never heard him sound so blissful in your life. You make note to do this to him again some other time you two have this kind of situation going on.

“Your mouth is…is so wet,” he moans as he begins tangling his fingers in your hair.

You look up at him through your lashes, making him grunt. He’s a sucker for the way you always look at him like he’s strung the stars in the sky. It’s just so beautiful to him to know that you adore him and admire him that much. Even while you’re sucking his cock, Kyojuro knows that you love him so much.

He begins pumping his hips a little desperately, not sure what to do anymore. He just knows that he needs more stimulation, and you’re more than happy to provide it to him. He loves how you’ll always do things to make him feel good, despite the fact that he can’t always return those things to you because of how busy and dangerous things get.

“Gonna make me cum, honey…”

You love the sound of his sleepy voice. It’s so deep and gravelly, but it’s also a little whiny in ways. You cannot deny that you are completely turned on and your cunt is just clenching around nothing as you continue to deepthroat your boyfriend. He’s panting and begging and moaning, all the while his hips keep bucking to get more and more stimulation from that pretty mouth of yours,

A few more swipes of your soft, velvety tongue on the underside of his cock and he’s falling off the edge. The loudest grunt rumbles through him as ropes of hot, thick cum begin coating your mouth and spilling down your throat. You swallow it all up, moaning pleasantly as you drink up everything he has to give you.

Finally, he releases you, and he smiles down at you as you continue to suck on his cock. He’s so sensitive, but he just can’t bring himself to pull you off his cock just yet. He loves watching you act like the cumslut you are. Your eyes are so full of love as you look up at him once more.

“Such a beautiful little cumslut for me,” he smirks as he says these words. Often whenever he says anything dirty, it really lights a fire of need deep in your belly.

You release him with a loud pop and give the head little kitten licks. Kyojuro wonders if he’s ever seen such a wonderful sight in his life and if he’ll ever see anything more beautiful in his life. Finally, you crawl on top of him and begin kissing him so passionately. He runs his fingers through your hair as he holds you so close.

“Happy birthday, my flame.”

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kaycode1999 · 6 months

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Currently going between two moods right now when it comes to Rengoku

Mood 1:

Mood 2:

#i miss him so much #demon slayer kyojuro #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba rengoku #kimetsu no yaiba #kny kyojuro #rengoku kyojuro #kyojuro rengoku #flame hashira

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jinchuriki-hunter · 8 months

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#demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer manga #kny manga #kimetsu no yaiba manga #demon slayer rengoku #rengoku kyojuro #kny rengoku #flame hashira #rengoku #hashira

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ninjakitty2988 · 9 months

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UMAI... art by Mamaaya1212🔥😍

#demon slayer #kimitsu no yaiba #flame pillar #rengoku kyojuro #kny rengoku #flame hashira #rengoku kyojurou #demon slayer rengoku

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meowzfordayz · 10 months

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me too (i love you)

Rengoku Kyojuro x Reader

Word Count: ~700

CW: explicit language

“I love you,” Kyojuro declares, eyes bright as he watches you choke on your bubble tea, “Be careful!”

“Be careful?!” you sputter, in shock as you gesture wildly, “You just said-”

“That I love you,” he repeats easily, grinning now, “So please, be careful.”

Flustered, you point an accusing finger toward him, leaning determinedly over the little table between you, “Kyojuro, you can’t say stuff like that!”

“And why not?” he shoots back, vibrant and assured, “I love you, and I feel happy knowing that you know that I love you,”

“I wasn’t ready!” you protest, face hot when he leans in too, the scent of taro and sugar and someone you believed could never be yours dizzying your brain, “Since when do you love me, let alone like like me?”

“Like like?” he chuckles softly, “I have always like liked you, but today,” he pauses, expression unfamiliar and nerve wracking, more tender than you’ve ever been privy to, “Listening to you order your drink, getting to hear how specific and precise you are, experiencing your excitement when you took your first sip, feeling your shoulder bump against mine after I insisted on paying for us…” he pauses again, this time seeking your consent, wondering what he’ll find when he meets your gaze, bracing himself for disappointment, doubt, disinterest, “I realized I would love to know all of your specificities, to witness all of your joy, to touch more than our shoulders together.”

“You do know me,” you mumble, not unkindly, but decidedly overwhelmed, “You’re my best friend.”

Wincing internally, Kyojuro settles abruptly back into his chair, the cafe’s ambient music cascading through his focus as his tunnel vision widens, your body much slower to react, still leaning toward his fading, hesitant warmth.

“How about you?”

“How about me?” you squeak.

“Shall we proceed as though I declared platonic love for you, or-”

The fearful hardness in his tone finally registers, your heart aching at the thought that Kyofuckingjuro might rescind his proclamation, embarrassment sinking to your stomach as you mentally replay your reactions to his adoration.

“I love you, Kyo.”

“We are best friends,” he responds quietly, “I am grateful you love me.”

“I love love you!”

Smiling wryly, he reaches a tentative hand out, eventually patting your elbow, “I do not need any consolation. Our friendship is my dearest treasure.”

Groaning lowly, you frantically shake your head, “I told you, I wasn’t ready!”

“I understand completely, and I apologize for overstepping. I should have considered your comfortability, but instead forced the issue and-”

“RENGOKU KYOJURO, there is no issue with you loving me!!!!! I wasn’t ready as in, I’ve been in love with you, and didn’t expect you to reciprocate. Don’t you dare apologize for overstepping. I’m just in the best kind of disbelief that we’ve actually having this conversation.”

A moment of silence seeps into your trembling fingers, bubble tea long forgotten, his own fingers brushing clammy and promising across your knuckles.

“Me too.”

“That’s it?” a nervous giggle builds in your chest, “Problem solved?” dissolving into relieved laughter as his pained appearance eases, elated calm replacing the furrow of his brow, “We’re a mess!”

“It would be an honor to be a mess with you, as your best friend and your lover!”

“Does this count as our official first date?”

Pondering your question, Kyojuro takes on a mockingly serious tone, his fingers now fully interlocked with yours, “Are we going to seal it with a kiss?”

“That was incredibly cheesy of you.”

“Are we?” he persists.

Banter melting at his gentle eagerness, you nod, embarrassment no longer surfacing as you admit shyly, “Oh absolutely. I’ve practiced in my dreams.”

“You dream about me?” he grins.

“Yeah.”

“Me too,” he confesses, Me too.

—

“That bubble tea was really good.”

“And?”

“And the love confession could’ve gone smoother,” you tease, pressing a light kiss into his bicep, “Solid 6/10.”

“You said you have been in love with me… was I ever going to know?” Kyojuro quips back, fondness in his voice.

“Probably not,” you concede sheepishly.

“Surely then, the love confession deserves at least a 7/10.”

#kyojuro rengoku #rengoku kyojuro #kyojuro x reader #rengoku x reader #flame hashira #drabble #modern au #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer

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mamayan · 8 months

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★彡YOBAI☆彡

Kyojuro Rengoku x Fem! Reader

Yobai “Night Crawling”

The pre-Meiji Era practice of slipping into a consenting woman’s room at night for sexual relations or even courtship.

TW: (M)(F) Sex • Overstimulation • Oral (F!) • Creampie • Baby Trapping? • Yobai • Fingering (F) • Pet names (Good Girl/Pretty Girl)

Idea inspired and given by @rottmntrulesall ♥️♥️♥️

It’s distracting.

Not the methodical way in which he brings down his blade nor the laughter of passing servants on the outskirts of the training field. No, it’s the sound of her voice ringing repeatedly in his mind like a mantra. The way she beamed when he complimented her delicious dishes she served to him.

It’s distracting him from training, the way he can’t help but remember the way her yukata hugged her figure. The slight peak of her wrist when she outstretched her hand to place another dish on the table after he’d collected nearly 20 plates already.

Yes, it’s distracting how his clothes weigh down a little too heavily on his straining cock, his smile not wavering despite the hard training he’s doing to halt these perverse thoughts about a woman who hardly knows him. She’d be terrified, Kyojuro decides, if he even uttered a sentence of the debauched things he wants to do to her.

Like if he’d acted on impulse in her establishment, swiped every dish off the table and grabbed her arm to force her onto it. Make her spread her legs and let him have the dessert he was truly craving.

Her.

His eyes tracked your curves, following the sweet sway of your hips as you hustled around the kitchen. You’d been working since sunrise, and it was twilight outside now. Kyojuro worried a bit for your health, seeing you even skip lunch in order to fulfill orders in your shop. He did admit it’s no surprise how busy your establishment was, your cooking delicious and something he wishes he could eat everyday.

Which he could do if you were his wife.

It’s a lingering thought that remains for the next several days.

He stops his incessant “patrolling” outside, noting he’s attracted a few too many gazes due to the length in which he’s been watching you.

“Brother?” Senjuro had noticed his older brother often staring into space lately, worried it was something deeply bothering him.

“Ah! Yes?” Snapping out of it, the flame Hashira smiles widely at his beloved younger brother.

“Is something… bothering you?” The hesitant way his sensitive and kind younger brother asked melted Kyojuro, unable to truly lie. He also saw no true point either, if he was this badly infatuated wouldn’t it be better to speak it aloud and share with his precious family?

“Mhm. There’s a woman I believe I’m in love with!” His proud smile and puffed chest left Senjuro dumbfounded.

“I-I see… have you been courting her then?” His wide curious eyes sparking up at his elder brother, a bit excited at the prospect of having an older sister around.

“Haha! No!” Again with that proud smile.

Senjuro wondered why he wasn’t too surprised, a bit ashamed to admit his elder brother wasn’t terribly well versed in courtship. Senjuro shudders a bit at the memory of the gossiping aunties which would pass by their front gate chattering about this and that.

An idea came to his mind though, something to help his elder brother obtain a wife!

“Mm, Brother, have you thought of courting her through Yobai?” The question being asked by such an innocent face quite alarming. Kyojuro’s smile doesn’t waver, but he seems to contemplate seriously.

“Mhm.. that’s not a bad idea Senjuro! I will try that to see if my affections are returned!” With a hand on his hip, Kyojuro further solidifies his resolve. His younger brother smiling sweetly as he basks in the praise of his elder brother.

“Also, Senjuro?” Kyojuro’s wide grin softened.

“Yes Brother?” Senjuro focused away from his sword practice back onto his elder brother.

“How do you know what that is?”

“Huh? Isn’t it just another way to confess your feelings?”

“…” Kyojuro smartly remained silent, unsure if his younger brother is actually old enough for such information yet.

It’s not for another month that Kyojuro acts, busy with missions and slaying demons. He’d gotten a fairly nasty injury as well, so he’d patiently waited until it was healed before attempting yobai. Quite popular amongst his generation, Kyojuro had certainly heard many flowery tales of the act and subsequent love stories to follow. He knew where you lived, and embarrassingly enough your routine. Being the adorable creature of habit which you were and business woman.

When night fell and the crescent moon hung high, Kyojuro finally steeled himself to enter your home.

He’s not quiet.

In fact, you wake up quickly to the noise, your groggy sleep filled mind briefly wondering if a stray cat had decided to pay your kitchen a visit again. Keeping your blanket still wrapped around you, you slid out of your bed to investigate. This neighborhood you occupied very low in crime and burglaries, but you still felt around your bedside for the wooden stick you kept in case of emergency.

Which apparently was necessary now as your blanket slips, a tall man standing incredibly suspiciously in your home, looking more like a curious guest than a burglar. You make eye contact, though it’s somewhat hard to make out any distinct features in the low lighting, parting your lips to scream your battle cry before attack. You aren’t able to make a peep. Your cry muffled by a large warm palm, eyes connecting in the dim light with yellow gold and red irises. The stick is fished from your fingers quickly.

Familiar and truly unforgettable.

How could you? When the man would frequent your eatery and quite frankly disturb your other customers with his voracious appetite and adorable compliments in between bites?

“Mhhuu—?” You try to speak.

His head tilts, smile still in place.

“Sorry, I don’t understand?” He chuckles, his hand remaining firmly over your mouth, one hand attached to your bicep to gently keep you from pulling away.

Your eyes narrow in irritation, a hand coming to wrap around his wrist and tug.

“Haha! Very cute, but are you going to scream?” His amusement in this situation is baffling, but you shake your head nonetheless to remove his palm from your face. When he does and takes a step back, still very much within your personal space, you take a second to rub your temples and dispel an oncoming headache.

“Rengoku-san… what exactly are you doing? Please tell me you aren’t here for an evening meal…” your vacant gaze and mistrustful eyes convey that you don’t put the gluttonous act past him in the least. His smile doesn’t waver, in fact it grows a bit as he seems to contemplate your words seriously.

“I wouldn’t be opposed to you cooking a meal for me ever, but that’s not why I’m here now.”

That has your full attention now.

“So why are you here?” Looking up at the tall man before you, it occurs to you that you aren’t the least bit suspicious or afraid of him. Any normal woman would be terrified right? Yet his presence truly invoked a feeling of absolute safety, as if nothing could harm you with him around. It may just be subconscious, from the time a customer had come in rather intoxicated one evening and become handsy with you. Rengoku hadn’t hesitated, grabbing the man up by his lapel and hauling him out of your shop. He’d been back to finishing his food immediately, laughing and bringing back the comical mood which seemed to always be present when he dined.

“Mhm, I came for you.” His statement leaves you further confused.

“…Me?” Did he need your help with something?

“Yes!” His confident smile spoke of no ill intent, and certainly it must be important since it’s the middle of the night. You nod slowly in confirmation, he wasn’t a stranger necessarily, and you of course liked the passionate man. He certainly wasn’t hard on the eyes either…

“Okay.” Hopefully whatever he needed your help with would be quick, your bed likely becoming cold in your absence.

His smile widened, his eyes crinkling beautifully as he seemed to light up the dim room with his mood alone.

“Then, please excuse me!” His jovial tone truly left you defenseless, not even considering what his next actions would be.

He’s too fast—really—you didn’t stand a chance.

He’s captured your waist, hauling you right up against him, a gasp barely escaping your lips before they’re devoured by his own.

“—Mn!” You’re crushed against him, your soft figure being molded and squished against his firm one. He doesn’t hesitate, very much true to his personality which vibrates charismatic openness. His hands are on you, more than just to keep you close, but to lift and push you bit by bit. You’re too distracted and surprised by the kiss, his body temperature several degrees warmer than your own, the kiss leaning away from innocence as his tongue licks the seem of your lips.

You’re awoken from the trance he’d placed on you with his lips when you’re pushed back into your bed.

“You really are breathtaking.” Kyojuro’s grinning face conveying nothing but honesty and adoration.

“Rengoku—,” he’s pinning you down, lips moving to kiss at your sensitive neck, up to your ear. You’re quivering beneath him, confused and dazed, but undeniably aroused from this unexpected situation. When his tongue flicks out to lick to shell of your ear, you whine and squirm, the sensation sending pleasant shocks down your body.

“Call my first name…” He’s murmuring quieter than before against you, more focused on leaving wet kisses and gentle nips on your pretty skin. His actions are distracting, and maybe if it’d been anyone else you’d be struggling and furious. Except it wasn’t anyone else, it was the man who’d crawled into your heart long ago. The man you figured wouldn’t want someone like you, always busy working and keeping your dream alive. The woman who many men had passed over due to your passion for your job.

“You smell good…” it’s a bit embarrassing when he says it, clearly feeling you tense up and chuckling at your reaction. “You feel good too, but I bet I can make you feel better. Shall we see?” You look up at him, his flaming hair framing you both a bit as he leans over your face.

When would an opportunity for passion like this come again?

It’s not a difficult conclusion to make, as you wrap your arms around his neck and drag him closer to kiss you again. The man happy to indulge and kiss back, overjoyed when you slip your tongue into his mouth. Your arms locking tighter and pulling him even closer.

Slotting a knee in between your thighs, Kyojuro begins allowing his hands to dance over your night clothes. Up your sides and down, over your belly and down to your thighs and back up. You break the kiss, lips slightly puffy and wet.

“You’re teasing…” you complain with adorably furrowed brows, a pout in place Kyojuro can’t help but laugh and kiss.

“I’m not teasing! What do you want me to do?”

It briefly occurs this man may… be a virgin. Despite his eager to please and outgoing attitude, it might be the case.

Or he’s teasing you even further.

Either way, in your room you’re able to see even better, the flush on his pale skin and the somewhat wild look in his eyes. It’s an erotic imagine within your mind, but you want to see how far his blush goes.

Your hands grab and pull at his haori, pushing it off his shoulders.

“I want you to strip.” It’s a bold command, but the grin he gives you is nothing if not comforting and encouraging. “I want to touch you…” he pauses his hasty disrobing while considering your words, his chest bared as well as his defined shoulders and biceps.

He further undresses, only his fundoshi covering himself now, though it does little to hide his straining erection. A wet spot already formed, likely where his tip is leaking.

A shiver of excitement and thrill races through you, your own arousal spiking.

“What’s the matter? You said you wanted to touch me. Here.” Your world is flipping, and within moments you’re straddling Kyojuro as he lays back, one hand behind his head and the other on your hip. Your clothed pussy pressed directly over his cock, and it’s difficult not to grind down as your clit rubs against him sensually.

“Oh.” Your hands come down upon his chest, feeling the muscles and scars littered about. Your eyes travel to his face, still smiling, but it’s softer and more lazy than before.

“Kyojuro is very beautiful.” Your comment seems to surprise him, a delighted expression consuming his features as he bucks up under you and pulls another moan from your lips.

“You are a feast for my eyes, pretty girl.” The indulgent tone has you rolling your hips now, grinding down on him as yours hands touch and explode his exposed chest and arms. His body flushed like his face, his pink nipples catching your attention quickly.

Kyojuro isn’t expecting you to lean over and lick his chest, a hand coming to the back of your head endearingly. He jolts at a sharp nip you give to his nipple, grunting in pleasure as your hips continue to rub just enough to keep him aching. When you peek up from his chest, eyes half lidded in lust, he’s tempted to just roll you back over to enjoy you himself, but he refrains on account of how lovely you are in this position.

“Are your nipples sensitive?” Your question only furthering to drive him crazy, his grin a bit manic as he clenches his fist behind his head.

“Mhm! Your wet little mouth feels good.” You’re flustered but encouraged nonetheless to continue sucking and licking at his chest and nipples, doting his skin in a few marks which would last a while. You don’t want to admit it aloud, but his sweat and scent were somewhat intoxicating you, the masculine appeal of him beneath you leaving you needier than you’ve ever been.

He’s more patient than you, as you finally break and begin to remove your sleepwear, exposing your skin for his eyes and hands now as they move to touch where you were previously covered. When you’ve undressed to the same point as him, Kyojuro groans loudly, gripping your hips to further add pressure between you both. “So pretty… I’m very honored to be seeing you like this.” His voice is lower, more reverent as he tears his gaze from your heaving chest up to your face, taking in your watery eyes and sweet expression.

You’re on your back again in an instant, his body shifting and moving to between your thighs. His face right before your cunt, but his eyes lock with yours.

“May I?” His question of consent simple, but it only takes a small nod from you to have him removing your last piece of clothing.

He’s hums in approval as he stares at your soaked entrance, his thumbs moving to press and pull you further open.

“Kyojuro—!” Your startled gasp as he blows on you is adorable, his grin hidden as he finally drags his tongue up from your weeping hole to your swollen clit. The cry you release sending even more blood rushing to his dick, the fabric covering him soaked from you grinding. “Mhm! Really, I’d die a happy man if I could taste you like this everyday.” His statement causing you to choke on air, the brazen way he speaks at this point shouldn’t be of surprise to you.

He doesn’t give you time to think further on it, now beginning to lavish and lap at your pussy like he downs your meals, ravenous and loudly.

His saliva coupled with your flowing juices has his lips and chin wet, and when you close your thighs in pleasure around his head, he’s excited to feel you shaking and twitching. His own hips rut into the mattress, seeking some source of relief as he fully focuses his mouth on making you cum.

Your whimpers and whines letting him know he’s making you feel good.

“Kyojuro—oh, yes, please! Feels good~” when your hands moved to twist into his hair, to try to pull him closer as you buck and moan, he’s wearing a victorious expression. His ego inflating by the second, just before you finally cry out in release.

“M’gonna cum—ngh!” You’re back arching off the bed, head thrown back in ecstasy, Kyojuro continues to lick and suck until you’re whining and pushing his face away now.

With a chuckle, he complies, fascinated by the picture you paint before him. Your skin coated in a sheen of sweat, naked and panting as you come down from your first high.

“You did very good!” His praise is startling, your heavy eyes looking at him and unable to keep the smile off your own lips.

“You did too… thank you.” Your own compliment and gratitude earning you a wet and sloppy kiss, your own release tasted and shared. His hands dance down your thighs as his head moves to kiss down your chest to your breasts.

He’s gentle, more than you were, as he gives attention to each nipple, rolling his tongue around them until they’re wet before blowing cool air on them. “I’ve fantasized about this many times, but the reality is much better.” His confession has your heart hammering away in your chest, his honest expression hard to deny.

Of course, his romantic words are followed by his finger dragging through your slick and shoving a finger inside you.

“Oh fuck” your head falls back again, and you’re content to allow him his freedom to touch and explore you, enjoying the pleasure and intimacy of him covering you.

His lips find yours as one finger begins to move and rub around your gooey walls, stretching you before another joins. Your hips open wider, your moans swallowed by Kyojuro as he works your pretty cunt open for him.

He moans when he feels your hands grab at him, untying his underwear and reaching to wrap your warm soft fingers around his cock and stroke.

“Hn, harder, tighten your grip like—yes, just like that. Good girl.” He’s moaning unabashedly, his hips jerking into your hand while you writhe in pleasure from his own fingers hitting a certain spot inside. When you cry out, loudly moaning and trying to work your hips for him to hit that spot again, he’s curling his fingers and vigorously stimulating it. It’s hard to focus with the pleasure, your mind clouded but your grip still tight around his cock as he allows his own stimulation to rise and wane. His focus on your face and pretty pleasure filled expression.

“That’s it,” he coos, “Looking so cute… do you know what it does to me?” His words aren’t truly entering your mind as you feel another orgasm approaching.

The loud wet squelching of your pussy catching his focus from your face as he watches you greedily take his fingers.

It’s hard for him to keep pace, the urge to just let you finish on his cock strong but his need to truly wreck you outweighing it. You will be coming on his cock, but you can finish on his fingers first. There’s an order to things, and he’s determined to follow it.

You’re not informed of this though, moaning and crying beneath him none the wiser of his true intentions tonight. Of ruining any other man for you, instead you’re softly babbling your impending orgasm.

“Kyo, again, m’gonna cum—!” Your scream of pleasure is silent and you grit your teeth and bare it, this one twisting your insides almost painfully as you clamp down on his fingers and cum.

He’s inwardly extremely pleased that you called him by a nickname, fluffing up as he gently pulls his sticky fingers and hand away from your cunt as you go limp.

You can only watch in fascination as he licks his hand and fingers, his eyes connecting with your own and the sinful display causing you to grip and remember you have his cock still in your hand.

It drags a moan from him, his teasing display forgotten as he jerks and fucks your hand. He grips your wrist to keep you from pulling back as he gives a few quick pumps in your grip before releasing you panting.

“Now,” he smiles, and his sweet expression doesn’t match the manhandling as he drags you to him, thighs on either side his own now. He taps his tip a few times against your overstimulated clit, your little cry too cute to resist as he leans over you to capture your lips and mouth.

He moans into it while he slicks his cock up with your release, the copious amount more than enough for a smooth entry.

You’re breaking the kiss to grip his shoulders and moan as he enters you, his cock thick and stretching you twice as much as his fingers did, a slight burn as he pushes all the way in without rest. He’s panting heavily, eyes heavy lidded and lips parted as he looks hungrily down at you, his smile gone and a more serious tone set as he maintains eye contact. His first thrust is slow, letting you feel each vein and drag of him before snapping his hips forward.

“Oh!” He’s not quick, and you’re simultaneously overwhelmed and craving more as you’re made to take what he’s giving when he’s giving it. One hand on your hip to keep you pinned and from wiggling. The other slipping behind your head to cage you close as he looks right at you with each thrust.

It’s embarrassing, you aren’t able to look away, and it’s melting you from the inside out as he keeps hitting that spot and making stars dance in your eyes. Like his fiery looks and personality, you’re lit ablaze inside while he makes love to you.

“You feel so wonderful, I think I’m losing my mind.” You gasp and call his name, trying to focus on the words he speaks while he moves.

“It’s so tight and wet, do you feel good? Should I touch you here?” He removes his hand from your hip to thumb at your clit, striking a match to your pleasure as you tighten even more around him.

“Kyojuro—!”

“Oh?” He’s delirious on pleasure despite his firm grasp of control, sinking deeper with a rougher thrust as he rolls your clit softly. “I think you are feeling good.”

“Yesh s’good~” you can’t go anywhere, your words slurred and eyes rolling back as his body acts as a steel cage around you as he keeps giving.

The pat pat pat of his thrusts loud and echoing around the room, in accompaniment to your combined sounds of pleasure.

“If I impregnate you, isn’t it customary to marry? Should we get married? Hey?”

You aren’t paying any attention as he works you into a frenzy.

“More please~!”

“Haha! You sound so cute, I’m really losing it.” His light tone doesn’t match his somewhat concerning words, his thrusts picking up in speed and brutality inside your poor cunt.

“We should get married, I’d love to have you as my wife.” He’s mumbling a bit now, his words not as clear as he grunts. A bead of sweat dripping down his brow as he tries to get as deep inside you as possible now.

“S’too much!” You cum purely on accident, the force of your orgasm torn from you and leaving you actually crying now. Kyojuro didn’t mean to pinch your clit so hard, and if he wasn’t drowning on his own ecstasy he’d apologize more for it.

“Sorry sorry, you’re too cute, really, look at you. Marry me,” he’s losing rhythm, his eyes intense and too passionate for you to do much else but blindly wrap your arms around him, holding on as he begins really fucking you into the mattress.

“Marry me,” he’s groaning, smashing your lips together and sloppily playing with your tongue as you whimper and moan beneath him.

“Marry me—!” He’s not really asking anymore, your pussy so tight it’s unnerving as he whines, his balls taunt and tight as they slap against your ass, soaked by your cum.

“I’m going to cum.” You can’t speak, not anymore, as you’re senselessly taken to another peak, nails digging into Kyojuro hard enough to almost break skin.

“I’m going to fill you up, okay?” Really, he isn’t asking, not with the look in his eyes telling you he’s serious.

“Kyo~”

“Mhm—Ahh!” His moan turns into a strangled cry, his head falling in between your breasts as he slows and finally comes apart. His sweat dripping onto your heated skin, hands firmly on your thighs, and you vaguely note there will be bruises there later. He’s thrusting softly, shallow little movements to stay as deep as possible while he regains his sanity.

You feel dizzy and weak, and especially in need of a glass of water or something as your throat hurts just a bit.

It’s not truly settled, the fact that a man who isn’t you husband has just asked for your hand while coming inside of you.

It’s leaves a nervous feeling in your gut…

Which is expelled as fast as it takes him to look at you.

“…?” You really are amazed by him, as he laughs and wraps his arms around you, pulling you close in his sticky embrace.

“You’re mine now!” His proclamation so loud he’s likely to have awoken your elderly neighbors, your panicked whispered hushes doing nothing to dispel his good mood.

“Yobai truly is this generations best match making!”

“…what..?” Your confused expression has his head tilting, though it’s more from his observation of your cuteness.

“Isn’t that when a men leaves courting gifts at night for the woman he fancies?” You ask softly.

“My younger brother thought the same thing, I wonder if it’s a new excuse for parents?” His words oddly invoke a twitch in your eye.

“Let’s get you cleaned up!”

He’s scooping you boisterously into his arms, carrying you of your room as you briefly wonder if this really is your life from now.

A quick glance up to his handsome and smiling face tells you that it wouldn’t be a bad one.

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kat-bonje · 2 months

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#demon slayer #anime #rengoku kyojuro #kny fanart #fanart #kawaii #red hair #flame hashira #hashira #kimetsu no yaiba #hashira meeting #rengoku fanart

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unoislazy · 3 months

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Rengoku

Randomly became obsessed with Rengoku…. Sooooooooo

Ight see you in the next 3 months

#rengoku kyojuro #demon slayer rengoku #demon slayer #demon slayer reader #rengoku kyōjurō #I love him #he’s so silly #fire #flame hashira #unoislazy #drawings #art #fanart #demon slayer fanart #rengoku fanart #demon slayer kyojuro #kyojuro rengoku #kyojuro rengoku fanart

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megantrancyfanfics · 1 year

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Better than me? Kyojuro Rengoku x female reader smut

Warning: public sex, jealous sex, overstimulation, fingering, teasing, pet names, creampie.

Tags: @animupiglett

Notes: once again, Rengoku is rotting my brain so you’re getting more content I’m sorry this rut might be over soon but who knows

Enjoy ❤️‍🔥

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When Mitsuri suggested for all the hashira’s to go to a mixed bathhouse together, everyone was joyous about it. After all, it would be a relaxation trip; meaning no crows were to interfere unless it’s absolutely an emergency.

The thing that feared you, was it being mixed. You and the flame hashira have been flirting back and forth for a while, with no understanding of what he wants. Is it all just fun to him? Or is the flirting meaningful?

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“Aww c’mon now y/n don’t be so shy!” Mitsuri exclaimed taking out her final braid.

“How are you so confident Mitsuri..?”

“It’s simple, I just don’t care what others think about my body, because at the end of the day it’s my body. I’m not here to please anyone but myself. Plus if anyone does dare to say something mean to me Obanai will kill them” she says with a giggle.

“Just flirt if it feels right.” Mitsuri continued with another giggle before grabbing your wrist and dragging you out of the changing room before you had the chance to grab a towel to cover yourself.

Rengoku, Giyuu, obanai, shinobu, And Tengen we’re already in the bath. The loud slaps of both yours and Mitsuri’s bare feet alerted the ones already in.

“This is gonna be so fun!” She giggles letting go of your wrist and jumping into the spring before going over to Obanai, Giyuu and shinobu.

You felt 2 pairs of eyes on you: both Rengoku and Tengen were staring at you like a predator laying eyes on its prey.

“My my y/n! Who knew you were hiding that Divine body under that baggy uniform!” Tengen said as you walked into the water, his eyes roaming your body.

‘Just flirt when the time feels right’ Mitsuri’s voice rang through your mind as you took a seat beside tengen.

“Oh? Divine enough to become a fourth wife?” You ask flirtily, making Tengen chuckle.

“Maybe, suma as been wanting an addition to the family.” He says with a wink. “If it does happen, I’ll make sure to treat you good.” He says huskily.

You playfully fanned your face and let out a quick “oh my~” before looking at Rengoku. His gaze and expression dark, only for it to snap back into its usual happy go lucky expression.

Rengoku let’s out a laugh. “My my! Tengen I do believe you’re allowing a problem to grow under the water!”

Both you and Tengen blank stared at the flame hashira, you being the first to catch on. Your body jolted as your face turned red. “Oh goodness! I did not mean for that to happen!” You exclaim moving over to sit beside Rengoku.

Tengen’s cheeks turned a shade of pink as he slid farther into the water. “ ‘s fine..I didn’t mean for that to happen either..I hope it doesn’t effect us.” You quickly shook your head no, before the three of you moved off of the subject at hand to talk about random missions and demons. Before long 2 hours had passed, merely all of the hashira had left to reside back in the hotel besides the 3 of you.

“Well, it’s been so flashy to talk to the two of you, but this hot water has me over cooked!” Tengen says with a laugh standing up, making you advert your gaze elsewhere.

“You two better not spend too much longer in here or else you’ll pass out.”

“Right! But it’s also good training to endure the heat!” Rengoku exclaims as Tengen leaves the spring to grab a towel. A quick “yeah yeah” leaving his mouth as he went to the changing rooms.

“So, you didn’t want to take a peek at tengen’s dick when he stood up?” Rengoku asked quietly and darkly, making you look at him.

“What?”

“I mean come on you flirted with my best friend in front of me! I’m rather shocked you didn’t wanna sneak a peek. Didn’t he say he’d treat you good? You should have snuck a peek at what he was talking about.”

“Now where is this coming from? Don’t tell me the flame hashira is jealous of a silly little flirt!” You coo playfully making Rengoku huff.

“Is it just a mere silly flirt when you’re flirting with me?” He gets close to your face, your lips inches from touching as he lowers his voice. “Because it certainly isn’t when I’m flirting with you, my dear y/n.” He says so quietly if he wasn’t as close as he was you wouldn’t hear it. He captures your lips with his, the kiss slow, sensual, you were able to feel the love Rengoku was wanting you to feel from that kiss.

When you pulled away, you locked eyes with him. “It’s not silly flirting when I flirt with you, Rengoku. I have deep feelings for you.” That’s all Rengoku needed to hear. Before you knew it, you were pulled onto Rengoku’s lap, your legs resting against the sides of his thighs as he slid his hand down to your pussy. Two fingers instantly started to rub your clit.

“Mm. That’s what I’ve been wanting to hear.” He coos before kissing down your neck until his lips latch onto your nipple, his fingers quickly turning you on, so much so you couldn’t help but to roll your hips to gain more friction. When your release started to build up, Rengoku stopped toying with your nipples and leaving little love marks around your chest, and slowed down his pace.

When you were about to protest, a gasp left your mouth when 2 of his long fingers entered your cunt.

“Aww if you’re already looking this fucked out and satisfied maybe I don’t need to make you mine in another way than just asking you out.” He says darkly, slowly pumping his fingers in and out of your cunt, before finding your g-spot when you arched you back and let out a whine. Rengoku quickly slapped his hand over your mouth before quickening his pace, abusing your g-spot. He felt your legs starting to shake and your pussy tighten.

“Now we can’t be getting caught unless you don’t want to feel that sweet release I know you’re so desperately close to receiving. Be a good girl and be super quiet for me. Once we get back home I’ll have you screaming for me ok?” With that, you were sent overboard, your orgasm washed over you, legs shaking even after you were coming off your high. You were embarrassed though, as Rengoku pulled out his fingers, and removed his hand from your mouth to place them on your hips, you were still horny and craving something to be inside of you. You moved closer to rengoku’s cock, once on top you couldn’t help but to roll your hips, letting out a satisfied “mm” when having something rubbing against your clit.

“My, someone’s eager.” He coos, surprising you when he rolls his hips. “Even though you just finished you want more?”

“Yes please I want it so bad, I’ve been wanting this for so long, I’ve been craving you. I want you Rengoku.”

A small smirk was on his lips as you felt his cock slip into your cunt. A soft moan escaped while biting your bottom lip. His movements started off slow, experimenting with each thrust before tightening his grip on your hips, eyes locked with yours.

“Remember to keep quiet.” He says before ramming into you so hard you start to see stars. Your hands rest on his shoulders, nails digging into them.

Dirty praises were murmured into your ears, but to be quite honest you couldn’t make it out all of your attention was drawn to your limit that quickly approached.

“Oh my stars, you’re tightening down on me so much.” He groaned out. “Do you think Tengen would be able to treat you better than me? Better than how I’m making you feel right now?” He asks, his hot breath tickling your neck before closing his mouth around your sweet spot to abuse it.

“N-no way..you’re making me feel so good kyo. I wouldn’t want anyone to even try to make me feel like this.” You moaned out, earning a satisfied mm from the man.

The man pulled away from your neck, his head falling backwards as his thrusts became sloppy. “Y/n you feel so good.”

“I’m so close” you whined, making Rengoku lock eyes with you. “Me too.”

“I want you to cum inside me Rengoku.”

“A-are you sure?” He stuttered out, you could tell he was fighting back his orgasm. With a nod of your head, both of you reached your peak.

Rengoku helped both of you ride out your highs before helping you off his cock and out of the hot spring.

“My Rengoku, I didn’t see you as someone who would be down to do such a naughty thing in a public place.” You say with a wink before capturing his lips with yours before pulling away.

Rengoku chuckled. “This place is meant for relaxing after all, dear y/n. Now go clean up. I wouldn’t want you making a mess and leaving evidence of what we did. I’ll wait for you so we can walk to our rooms together.”

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Sorry for disappearing and coming back with such a crappy fanfic I promise I’ll be writing a better one soon! I hope y’all are doing well

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colourstreakgryffin · 3 months

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HIIIII! IM SO GLAD YOUR BACK, I HOPE YOU ENJOYED YOUR BREAK :)))

Could I please request tanjiro, iguro and kyojuro with like a younger sister or child reader (platonic obviously) who is like nifty from hazbin hotel, so she really likes cleaning but tends to overwork herself?

Thank you so much if you do :)

Oooh! This is interesting but most importantly; you like and/or know Hazbin Hotel?! I am sorry for asking like this but if you do PLEASEEE do suggest a Hazbin Hotel request or a request for Helluva Boss! I don’t mind either! You don’t have to at all, it’s just a wish but I would reaaallly appreciate writing for the shows I am currently in

Kamado Tanjiro

Tanjiro likes how cute you are. Little, hyperactive, helpful. You’re always running around with a broom or a water bucket to clean something. He doesn’t even need to ask you, you’re just being his little personal maid

Despite the fact, as your older brother, he should be taking care of and cleaning for you. No, you’re the one taking charge and making sure Nezuko’s box is shined to perfection, sweeping up the floors around his bed in the Butterfly Mansion and obsessing over seeing such mess

Tanjiro does worry about you a lot. Whilst the clean freak, caring and energetic demeanour you display is good. There is many negatives of your habits that has his heart aching with concern and his hands on the verge of ripping out his own hair. You’re reckless in your work

Overworking. Cleaning the Butterfly Mansion obsessively and for hours until Shinobu has to bring your exhausted but stubborn form to him so he can care for you, since you’ve been working yourself into the earth. Tanjiro appreciates all the unconditional maid care you’re doing for him, your own sister Nezuko and any home the Kamados refuge in but he can’t stand you risking your health

Overall. Tanjiro does really love you, he loves the cute little red and white maid kimono you wear and he loves how passionate and zesty you are, cleaning, cooking or sewing but he wishes you’d calm it down… not just for him but for yourself. At least; you, him and Nezuko can cook your mother’s recipes to relax

Iguro Obanai

Obanai finds this… well. He doesn’t know how to feel about your obsessive cleaning love. The fact, you act like some housewife despite being once over his age. You’re a child, you’re the poor innocent little girl he had picked up as his own child, out of pure pity for your position(since it was just like his) and whilst you’re not his biologically, he’s protective

So, he is a lot less tolerant over how hardworking and reckless over your own health you are. That you spend hours on end cleaning and perfecting everything around you. He doesn’t like it at all and he doesn’t mind being either strict or harsh to get his point across. You’re his kid, he can discipline you when he wants

Of course, Obanai isn’t cruel. He is only trying to fix up, what he believes to be, your OCD to save your health so he forces you to stop mopping his floors around 8pm and puts you to bed with no buts allowed. He’ll let you be his little maid and care for the home you share with him but not when it includes putting yourself behind the work

Obanai does like to bond with you over sewing and cooking. Your skillset is of a housewife and whilst he finds it weird that his adoptive kid has housewife mindset, he isn’t going to just stop because he is uncomfortable by mere talents you have. Cooking and sewing are important to your life growing up so he encourages it

Besides the whole overworking thing and how invested in cleaning the Estate you become, he does really like your behaviours. You’re the perfect child; free-spirited, independent, confident. He likes how your trauma hasn’t effected you and he wouldn’t get rid of you, even if your own habits are annoying and concerning

Rengoku Kyojuro

Oh. How wonderful, now, he has two child houserearers in his life. One, his younger brother Senjuro and now you, his precious adoptive daughter. He finds you the most gorgeous little lively flame to ever exist and he does truly encourage your cleaning habits. It’s good to develop excellent hygiene, as Kyojuro says! However, even Kyojuro has limits to good hygiene practice

At first, he doesn’t really notice it much since he wants to be the most uplifting, sweet, considerate father he possibly can be for you. He doesn’t want to tell you what to do, even when it severely worries him. He doesn’t know how to talk about it but he does have the guts to bring it up and try make some type of compromise

Kyojuro really doesn’t like seeing you up at 1am scrubbing the windows frantically since you spotted some smudges you’re struggling to get out. It’s not healthy and it’s too risky. He loves you a lot and he doesn’t want you to be treated as some slave. You’re not a slave, you’re his babygirl. Even if he just got you, you’re still his and he wants to care for you, not enable a bad habit. Rather it offend you or not. He needs to put his foot down

Kyojuro decides to begin balancing checking up on you to his regular vigorous training. Task you with cleaning like sweeping or scrubbing the outside porch so he can always keep his eye on you and make sure you’re not going to pass out from exhaustion with a bottle of bleach in your hands once more. You’re a child, not a robot

Kyojuro is only being specific and setting down rules for your own sake, not for his. To him, the most important thing to him is his all-knowing, big-eyed little demon. You may stress him out with your cleaning obsession but otherwise, he enjoys cooking with you. It’s very relaxing

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