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petitelepus · 3 days

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The Demon Gift: Choosing Hantengu, Part 3

Demon!Slave!Hantengu X Fem!Reader

Summary: You wake up after fainting and meet your new Demons.

Warnings: Cursing

A/N: Demon Slave AU, Domesticated Demons, Reader Insert, Fem!Reader, Hantengu, Master/Slave, Karaku, Sekido, Urogi, Aizetsu

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

You groaned as you started to gain your consciousness back. You felt pretty fatigued and a little sick like you were about to vomit, but you willed that feeling away. Your eyelids felt heavy and it took a moment before you could force them open and the first thing you saw was Hantengu looking over you, sobbing and crying…

But why did he look like he was so far away?

"H- Hantengu…?" You asked and you groaned, noticing that your throat was parched.

"H- Hiee! M- Mistress is awake…!" He squealed and you groaned as you pushed yourself upright while holding your head, in case it would start to throb in pain.

"What- What happened?" You wondered out loud and you saw movement in the corner of your eye and looked to see Hantengu. The only thing was that he was super small, like, maybe as big as a mouse!

You blinked, stunned as you stared at him and slowly your jaw dropped and you yelped, now completely awake, "S- Small! How are you so small!?"

"H- HIEE!" Hantengu flinched in fear and you flinched as someone shouted, "Silence! Can't you see you're scaring him?!"

Who was that?

You looked to the other side of the room and saw four men, Demons looking at you, and suddenly you remembered what had happened before you fainted. They were in your room and nearly naked and the shock had knocked you out… But now you were awake again and still shocked.

"W- WHO ARE YOU GUYS!?" You screamed in shock as you bolted up, but your legs got tangled on the blanket and you fell face-first to the ground.

"Ha ha ha, look how she fell!" Someone laughed, but you couldn't see who from your spot on the floor. Quickly, you untangled yourself and got on your knees to peek over the bed at the four Demons. You noted that they were all pretty handsome… Though, for some reason, one of them had huge wings behind his back and sharp bird or raptor-like feet and legs.

"W- Who the heck are you guys!?" You asked as you looked at them suspiciously and this one Demon with blue eyes frowned, "She's so afraid of us… It's heartbreaking…"

"W- Who are you?" You repeated the question, not really knowing what else to do in your position. This one Demon, one with green eyes smiled as he licked his lips gleefully.

"We are your slaves, Mistress!" He laughed and you blinked, stunned, and slowly, your jaw dropped again as you looked at them, "What!?"

"Quiet down and we shall explain everything!" A Demon with a furious scowl and matching red eyes shouted and you flinched, not liking sounds so loud and shouting even less. It briefly reminded you how your stepfather would shout at you.

The blue-eyed Demon seemed to notice your flinch and he looked at his companions, "Sekido, please control your voice. She appears genuinely scared of us and rightfully so. We did just appear here while she was gone."

"Tch!" The red-eyed Demon, Sekido scowled but held his tongue.

"Ha ha, Mistress sure looks like a frightened little bird!"

"So cute, right?" The Demons with green and yellow eyes both laughed in unison. You frowned a little but got up enough to properly look at them. You took a deep breath to calm yourself because so far, the Demons hadn't shown any signs of being a danger to you or Hantengu.

"Okay… Who are you guys and what are you doing in my and Hantengu's hotel room?"

"It's our room just as much!" Yellow-eyed Demon with wings and talons cackled, much to your confusion, "What?"

"What Urogi is saying, is that we are also Hantengu." Blue-eyed Demon said, but his reply only made you more confused, "Huh?"

"We are the manifestations of his emotions!" Green-eyed Demon laughed, "I'm Karaku and I represent Hantengu's Pleasure!"

"I'm Urogi and I'm Joy!" The yellow-eyed Demon cackled and the red-eyed scowled, "I am called Sekido and I'm his Anger."

"And my name is Aizetsu and I am the manifestation of Sorrow." The blue-eyed Demon said and you blinked, as you registered the information you were just given. You glanced at small Hantengu on the bed who was on his knees holding his head like he was scared of what you may do.

"Are they…" You blinked, "Are they really part of you?"

"Y- Yes…!" He nodded as he whimpered, "P- please, please don't be mad…!"

You could feel the clones, all four of them staring and observing at your every movement and action and you briefly wondered if they were expecting you to lash out toward Hantengu.

You couldn't say you weren't shocked, but damn, you weren't like your rotten family and would never beat the beaten. So you sighed as you reached for small Hantengu, who flinched when he saw you move your hand toward him, but instead of hurting him, you gently petted him.

"I'm not mad Hantengu," You said quietly, "I'm surprised, but I'm in no way mad at you."

"H- Hiee…!" He whimpered quietly, but to your shock and surprise, he was pressing his head against your fingers like you had seen cats or other animals like that do when they trusted someone or wanted to be petted more. You couldn't help but smile, feeling like you just passed a test of trust or something like that.

"Okay," You sighed as you got up and sat on the bed's edge before carefully picking up small Hantengu and placing him on your lap. The small Demon yelped, but as soon as he was on your lap he pressed his body harder against yours. You smiled a little and then looked at the 4 other Demons, "Okay, I'm calm now so can you tell me what the heck is going on?"

"We are here because of you and your actions," Sekido said and you blinked, stunned and wondering if you did something wrong but before you could ask, Karaku grinned, "You aren't a bully, unlike every other human who has been mean to Hantengu!"

"You fed him well, unlike those awful men back at the Slave Market…" Aizetsu said sadly, "Who gave him enough to heal but not enough to call us out…"

"Because of that, the original one," Sekido started and you all glanced at the small shivering Demon on your lap before the red-eyed Demon continued, "He got strong enough to let us out."

"Okay…" You nodded and you looked down at the original Demon in your lap, "What happened? Why did you let them out now? Did I do something wrong?"

"N- No…! Y- You have b- been so kind to me…!" Hantengu sobbed as he furiously wiped his teary eyes, "I- I just wanted to return it, your kindness…!"

You blinked as you registered his words and you felt your heart warm up as you smiled. You really had the sweetest little Demon there was, even if he was almost afraid of his own shadow.

"Thank you Hantengu." You thanked the little Demon with a sweet smile, "That is awfully sweet and I really love your kind gesture."

The little Demon nodded shakily as he pressed himself harder against your body and you couldn't help but pet him assuringly. He was honestly being way too cute for his own good. You looked up and saw that the 4 bigger Demons were yet again observing your actions.

"How long are you going to be out? Is there a time limit or something like that?" You asked, honestly curious since you had never heard of Demons splitting like your little Demon had done.

"We are out until Hantengu wishes otherwise." Sekido grunted, "But if he wishes otherwise, we will stay here to protect him, and you also."

"Me?" You blinked in confusion, "But… You don't even know me?"

"We are parts of Hantengu!" Karaku grinned, "We share everything, his fondness of you also!"

"You like me that much?" You asked as you looked down on your lap where little Hantengu was sitting. The small Demon was shivering as he nodded, "Y- Yes…! Y- You're so nice t- to me…!"

"Unlike every other human that we have faced, you are the most kindhearted one we have yet met…" Aizetsu nodded, "You have now really proven to us that you are a genuine and kind person through and through."

Suddenly all 4 Demons walked around the bed and stopped in front of you. You blinked, stunned and confused, not understanding what was happening, but before you could ask, they all got on one knee and hung their heads in respect.

"We promise to protect you."

"Promise to be there for you."

"To fight for you."

"And to love you."

"So, we pledge our loyalty to you, our Mistress!" They all shouted in perfect unison and you just… Stared at them, not knowing what to say or do.

Finally, the clones' words sunk in and you yelped in shock, "W- wait, I don't want any more slaves!"

"We know!" Urogi laughed.

"So forgive us…" Aizetsu sighed.

"But we want to serve you!" Karaku exclaimed.

"For you are the one for us…!" Sekido growled.

You sighed as you shut your eyes and raised your hand to squeeze the space between your eyes, feeling like you were starting to get a headache. This was all so much in such a short time and not just Hantengu and his clones, but your family drama also.

"I- I'm sorry, I'm so sorry…!" You heard Hantengu whimper on our lap and you took a deep breath and sighed out loud as you collected yourself and started to think about what to say or do next.

"It's okay Hantengu…" You muttered while thinking. After a second or two, you lowered your hand and looked at the clones who were still on their knees, heads still hanging low in respect.

"Okay, okay." You nodded, "I accept you guys so please raise your heads and get up."

"Thank you, Mistress!" They all said in unison again and got up. You took a deep breath as you wondered what would be your next move and then you noticed that they still had only towels wrapped around their waists. Maybe getting them dressed would be a good point to start from.

"Okay, first thing first, we need to get you guys some clothes." You nodded, "Then we gotta start looking for a place that is big enough for all 6 of us."

Suddenly you remembered your computer and glanced at the doorway where your laptop was, or more like what was left of it thanks to your shitty siblings. God, just thinking about them made you angry so you took a deep breath to calm yourself down and then you looked at the clones.

"Okay, change of plans, the first thing we have to do is to get me a new computer and then some clothes for you guys. You can't just wear towels around your waists for the rest of your life or mine."

"Even me?" Urogi laughed and you nearly screamed when he dropped the towel… But then you saw that he had a thick coat of brown feathers around his legs and waist, hiding everything private he might have possessed.

"Not funny!" You exclaimed, more embarrassed than angry and it made the Demon of Joy laugh out loud, "You should have seen your face!"

"I'm going to kick you," You warned him, but your empty threat made him only laugh more.

"If you don't mind me asking, what happened to your computer?" Aizetsu asked carefully, "It looks like it was destroyed on purpose?"

"One of the amazing perks of having shitty stepsiblings." You groaned and you moved to get up from the bed, but you heard a loud squeal and remembered that you still had a small Demon on your lap.

"Ah, I'm sorry Hantengu!" You quickly apologized as you gently picked him up and placed him on the soft bed before getting up and fetching what was left of your laptop. As long as the hard drive was still intact, you should have been able to transfer all your data from your destroyed computer to a new one.

"Okay, this is what we are going to do now." You started as you turned to look at the Demons, "I'm going out to get you something to wear and a new computer to myself so we can look for a new home more easily. The clothes I'm going to get for you are only temporary and once we can, we will all go shopping for new clothes together. How does this sound?"

"Good, Mistress!" Karaku grinned and you nodded, as you picked up your bag and you were about to head out but before you could leave, Aizetsu called after you, "Before you go, may we request something?"

"What is it?" You asked and Urogi made a show of rubbing his stomach, "Can you order us some meat?"

"We are starving!" Sekido exclaimed and you blinked before nodding, "Okay, yeah, I'll order some and then leave once the meat arrives, okay? I would like to get things done by today."

"Yes, Mistress!"

It took a moment, but finally, the meat arrived and as Hantengu and his clones started to eat, you headed outside to the closest shopping mall.

The first thing you did was to buy yourself a new laptop. As you were paying, you asked the nice salesmen if they could possibly plant your old hard drive to a new computer and they were happy to do so with a little extra payment.

So while they were fixing your computer for you, you made a quick call to a real estate agent and told them that you were looking for a house, one away from the city if just possible. Money wouldn't be a problem.

After that, you headed out to get some clothes for the 4 Demons and little Hantengu. You wondered a little what sizes would have fit them best, but as you recalled them all you could see were their muscly and strong bodies. You blushed and shook your head, trying not to think of how handsome they all were.

You decided to go with a safe option and get them some basic sweatpants and hoodies, only you picked red for Sekido, blue for Aizetsu, and green for Karaku. Finding something for Urogi was a little more challenging thanks to the huge wings on his back. You could have bought a hoodie for him also, but it should have been altered to fit his wings.

So imagine your joy when you found a halter crop top that would go around his neck and then over his chest to the back. It was in the women's section… But it shouldn't matter so you got the biggest size they had and you were pretty satisfied with the clothes you had gotten for your Demons.

Your Demons… Oh no…! You remembered that Demons were not allowed to walk by themselves without their owners in public and that they were required to wear collars…

It was so humiliating and degrading, you felt bad and you hated the idea of having to make Hantengu and his clones wear collars, but if you didn't do so they could be taken away from you and you didn't want that. You really wished that the real estate agent would find a place where they wouldn't have to wear collars 24/7.

So with a heavy heart, you went to the closest Demon Accessory store you could find and did some shopping… You picked 4 collars, all different colors much like the hoodies, and made your way to the register. Better just get it over with.

Once you had clothes and the wretched collars, time had passed nicely. You were pretty sure that your new computer was up and running like it should. You stopped to pick up your computer before heading back to the hotel. By the time you were there, it was already night almost.

"I'm back," You called as you stepped into the room and you were immediately greeted by the 4 bigger Demons, "Welcome back, Mistress!"

"I'm tired…!" You whined as you set the shopping bags down and collapsed on the huge bed face-first. You felt like you could sleep forever…

"W- Welcome back, M- Mistress…!" You heard Hantengu whine next to you and you turned your head enough to look at him and for some reason, seeing him made you feel a little better, "Hi there Hantengu."

The scared little Demon nodded and you heard Urogi calling from behind you, "Are these all for us?"

"Yeah, sorry if they aren't nice, I'll take you guys properly shopping when I just can." You grunted tiredly and you heard Aizetsu speak, "These are more than we need or deserve…"

"Are these collars?!" Sekido claimed and you were about to reply, but that was when your phone started ringing. You quickly pushed yourself upright and turned to fetch your phone from your bag by the entrance, only to have Karaku offer the device to you.

"Thank you," You thanked the Demon quickly as you grabbed your phone and answered with your name.

"Hello, you were looking for a house, weren't you? 5 rooms minimum and away from the city?" Came a man's voice and you nodded, "Yes, I was."

"Well, sorry for contacting you this late, but we believe we found your dream house!" The man said and you blinked in shock, "This fast?"

"Well, you're in luck, the sellers are looking for a fast deal and you did say in your resume that money wouldn't be a problem, right?"

"Yeah, no, I got money." You nodded and the man smiled on the other side of the phone, "Wonderful! When would you be able to come and see the house yourself? I trust that you want to see what you are getting before buying?"

"How quickly can I see it?"

"Is tomorrow alright with you?" The man asked and you smiled, "Sounds perfect in fact."

"Wonderful!" The real estate agent and you agreed to meet outside the city at 11am and after exchanging the information, you shut the phone and turned to see your Demons who were all looking at you.

"What was that about?" Sekido asked and you couldn't help the smile that rose to your lips, "I'm going to see a house for us tomorrow!"

"A house?"

"Yes, we can't live in this one-room hotel, right?" You asked back and the Demons glanced at each other before nodding.

"Can we come, can we come?" Urogi asked excitedly but you frowned, "I didn't ask… But I guess it couldn't hurt?"

"Great! Oh boy, I'm so excited!" Karaku laughed and you smiled a little, feeling a little hopeful yet nervous. Hopefully, the next day would turn out better than this one.

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kaicubus · 1 year

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Hidden in the Trees | Karaku

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

pairing ✩° : karaku x fem hashira!reader

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

word count ✩° : 4.2k

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

©kaicubus do not steal

part one here!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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