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nino-rox · 7 months

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Akaza x Male Human Reader | S

Warnings: NSFW Gay sex, Sexual themes (Rough, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, unprotected sex), Some blood. Top Akaza, Bottom Human Reader.

Disclaimer : This is a Fan-fiction story written for entertainment purposes only, no part of the story implies or affirms anything regarding real world events or individuals. Please be of the appropriate age ( i.e, Adult as per your country’s stipulations and regulations) before interacting with this post.

Akaza picked you up, your back against the wall, as his dick grazed against your hole.

The smirk on his face when he licked his lips told you that he knew what he was doing to you.

And you liked it. Akaza’s mouth covered yours, his tongue searching and pushing its way into your mouth while his hands squeezed your ass.

You kissed him back, one of your hands reaching up to touch his cheeks, as the other was wrapped around his neck. You never thought you’d fall in love with a demon - let alone get fucked by one against the wall.

When you felt the tip of his cock nudging at your entrance, you tried to push him away, but it was useless. The thrust was smooth and deep, making your breath hitch.

“A-ah…�� Akaza’s arms wrapped around you tighter as he bit your earlobe before moaning softly.

You bit his lip harder and moaned as he went faster. His dick throbbed inside you as it slowly slid out and then slowly slid back inside of you, hitting the spot just right.

“Oh, God…” you moaned as he fucked you faster. He bent his knees and moved you from the wall onto the floor, still thrusting inside you.

His body pressed against yours while his cock rubbed against every sensitive spot within your hole. Every inch of you tingled. His hands made their way to your neck again, this time holding it tightly. You could feel his fingers digging into your skin, leaving red marks that would turn purple after a few hours - it got harder to breathe.

Your moans became louder and more frequent as he moved faster and deeper. He was taking control of you now. And you loved it.

Your bare back was laid against the floor as your eyes were shut tight, sweat dripping down your forehead. Akaza removed his hand from your neck and brought it down to cover your mouth, silencing your cries. “Be quiet!”

Akaza whispered harshly. He fucked you even faster, his hips slapping against your ass with each stroke as you arched your back. Your head rolled from side to side, and you could feel the drool escaping your mouth. He placed his free hand under your back, making you arch it more as he bit down hard on your nipple. The pain shot through your body. You didn’t want to scream, but his nails pierced your flesh, leaving long, bloody scratches behind. It hurt like hell, but somehow, you couldn’t stop begging for more.

Akaza pounded you harder and harder until you cried out in pain. It felt like your skin was ripping apart, your body shuddering, and your muscles tensing. You opened your teary eyes to see Akaza lustfully watching you. The look in his eyes told you exactly how much pleasure he was feeling. It looked like it was too much for him to handle, so he closed his eyes, biting his lip as he came inside you.

He pushed his sweaty chest against yours as he pulled out and shoved himself into you again - continuing to rail you as his cum dripped out of your hole with each thrust. This time he kept fucking you - his muscular defined body completely resting on you - while groaning, muttering nonsense words. Then all of a sudden, his moans turned into screams, and Akaza started fucking you harder than ever as you let out sinful moans into his ear “AHhh Uh AH, I’m-im going to cum, Akaza”, You managed to choke out, crying out and writhing around on the ground.

With each thrust, you felt your walls clenching on his cock, the blood flowing down your thighs and soaking into the floor beneath you. Your whole body was drenched in sweat; his thrusts got sloppier as you heard him moan from ecstasy. You felt his cock begin to pulse around your tight walls, cum spewing inside you. Your entire body shook violently as you rode out the waves of ecstasy, his seed coating your insides. Your orgasm lasted for minutes, causing you to almost pass out. When it finally subsided, you both lay motionless, his dick still inside as cum oozed out of your hole.

REQUEST FOR PART 2!

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mythicalmyles · 11 months

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Hello again!

I saw that you were fine writing for demon slayer so I wanted to ask if you would be fine writing something for Muzan and Kokushibo?

Like double pen, noncon or anything you want to add to it.

Sorry if this is akward, I never requested anything before :']

<🌪> <3

(Noncon, Double Pen, Overstim, Sub!Bottom!Male!Reader, Mentions of Blood, Stomach Bulging)

Muzan's an asshole

You let out a sob into Muzan’s palm, his fingers digging into your cheeks. You shook as you felt the tip of his cock pressing against your hole, fear filling up your stomach as you braced yourself. “I’m surprised no one plucked you up yet, just sitting there all wide eyed and pretty and all alone.” Muzan’s voice was like velvet, his words held a psychotic note.

He began pushing you down onto his cock, his palm keeping your mouth shut as you whined through gritted teeth. It felt unbearable having him slide into you, your ass clenching around his cock. You could feel every ridge on his cock, his thick shaft stretching you to your limit.

The pain was mind numbing but you forced your body to relax, welcoming him deeper inside of you. You curled back into his chest, pathetic cries held back by Muzan’s hand.

The sudden opening of the door had you jumping up, moaning when Muzan’s cock rubbed roughly against your prostate. Your wide eyes stared into six yellow pupils that swam in oceans of blood, the overwhelming feeling of being utterly powerless wrapped its way around your heart and clenched around it tight.

You shook in Muzan's arms as eyes roamed your body. "Care to join?" Muzan's voice had your blood turning cold, his blatant disregard for your wants scaring you. You knew better then to defy or fight him, yet your body screamed at you as your eyes glossed over with tears.

Before you had even fully blinked Kokushibo appeared in front of you, you let out a gasp as you flung yourself back into Muzan's chest. Muzan's chuckle was cold and lifeless, Kokushibo's hands rubbing circles around your buds. Your mouth gaped as you looked up at him. "Where did you find this delicious little thing?" You whined, his words striking fear into your heart.

"Little thing was hiding in a barn, shaking like a leaf." They both laughed. "His mother was particularly delicious." You sobbed into Muzan's hand, tears freely running down your cheeks as blood flashed through your mind.

His leather gloved hand stuck to your sweaty skin, you already felt beyond your limit but Kokushibo grabbed your thighs just under the knee and spread them around his hips. You could feel every muscle Muzan had pressing up against your back, his shirt sticking to your sweaty skin.

Muzan's hand moved from your mouth to your neck, resting his hand around your throat. You let out a loud cry when Kokushibo's cock began sliding in next to Muzan's cock, it felt unbearable with every inch that slid into you. You could feel the tears and snot drip down your face as you openly sobbed, you could never have imaged in your life that two demons would split you open on their cocks.

Muzan's rough hands grabbing you from out behind a hay bale stuck in your mind, screams of horror filling the once peaceful night sky. You knew you were dripping precum, you could feel it dribbling down your cock. You were wrapped up in shame, the feeling of their cocks ramming into your prostate was mind blowing.

You could see their cocks bulging out your stomach, shivers wracking your body at the sight of them stretching out your insides. "Looks like he's falling apart." Kokushibo's voice barley registered in your head, completely drunk off of the feeling of them slamming their thick cock's into your tiny hole. "He can take it." Muzan smirked, hand slapping against your thigh and causing a yelp to flee for your lips.

You felt your own cum hit you in the chin, whining when Muzan stopped you from wiping it off. "Oh no, pretty, you better get use to that." Muzan's words had you shaking in his grasp, his hand lightly tightening around your neck. Kokushibo groaned at the sight of you loosing oxygen.

You could feel your own eyes rolling back, the grunts of the two men ploughing into you fading and ringing out. Muzan finally relazed his hand and you coughed as you sucked in air. "Fuck, fuck." Kokoshibo groaned as he released inside of you, the feeling of you clenching around him too much.

He leaned back against the table, arms tensing as he held onto the edge, happy to watch Muzan continue pounding into you. "We're gonna be here all night, pretty boy." Muzan chuckled, eyes widening in glee with his newfound pet.

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leedosbunnyboy · 10 months

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Kyojuro Rengoku; The Fire Kindling in My Heart

Genre: Fluff, Implied Smut

Pairing: Kyojuro Rengoku x Male Reader

Warning(s): Very narrative-driven, Slight feminization (Reader is referred to as a wife), Kyojuro and Reader bathe together, Implied bath s3x

Summary: Living with the love of your life can do a number on you, especially when you live every day wondering if he’ll even come back alive

Part II

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Ten years…

Ten years since you’ve first started living with the flame hashira’s family.

Kyojuro Rengoku, the flame hashira, was your best friend since you were kids. So whenever your parents were killed by a demon, it was only natural he’d invite you to live with his family.

You were eternally grateful for his kindness and did everything anything necessary to attempt to repay his kindness; however, Kyojuro never once asked anything of you, simply saying you being alive and within his presence was more than enough. Even now, Kyojuro was twenty and you were nineteen, he was still as caring as ever. Always bringing you gifts from his many missions.

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You knew you liked the slayer. Hell, you’ve known since you were twelve. That was when Kyojuro held you as you cried on the second anniversary of your parents’ death. You wailed, you screamed, you looked a mess, all covered in snot and struggling to breathe, but Kyojuro never once judged you. He simply continued to hold you and you let you cry into his shoulder, whispering sweet words into your ear when you calmed enough to no longer be shaking. That’s when you knew, your heart belonged to him.

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You weren’t any good with swords, hence why you never chose to pursue the path of a demon slayer. Kyojuro tried his best to teach you, but you simply couldn’t figure it out. Instead, you decided to learn medicine. If you couldn’t help Kyojuro on the battlefield, you could at least help him in the aftermath. While Kyojuro spent his days training to pass Final Selection, you would learn how to blend herbs and roots from the kind old doctor up the mountain. Returning home at night to prepare dinner for Kyojuro and his younger brother, Senjuro, as well as to clean out any scrapes the older might have received during his training. You would run a bath for the swordsman and massage his tense shoulders until he began to doze off. Afterwards, you would tuck in Senjuro for the night, making sure to read him his favorite stories. The younger always asking if he could grow up to be as brave as the heroes in his stories, and you always reassuring him that he would be even braver. You would then head to Kyojuro’s room and fall asleep in the slayer’s arms.

A warm feeling would arise in your chest every night. You loved this routine.

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When Kyojuro was promoted to a hashira, you couldn’t really bring yourself to be happy. First off, his missions almost always had him away from home, so now that he was an even higher rank, you knew there was almost no way he’d be home for a while. And second of all, he’s almost died multiple times, and now that he was a hashira, you knew you would have to get used to it. Every time you had to wipe his blood off his skin, every time you had to stitch a gaping cut, it pained you. You constantly worried for him, and now to know the man you cared for so deeply could die any day now, did nothing to ease your constant fear. But he assured you, “I’m very strong (M/n)! It is my duty to protect the weak. Of what use would my years of training be if i never used it to protect the weak?” God, he reminded you so much of his mother.

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By some miracle, Kyojuro had some time off. A week off specifically. A week of not having to worry about if he’d be killed on the battlefield, a week of not having to hold your breath each time a crow came to your residence out of fear of hearing of his death, just a week of relaxing with Kyojuro by your side.

However, fate had other ideas.

In the middle of his break, he was called via crow to report to his master’s residence. Lord Ubayashiki if you recall correctly. You’ve never met the man but you’ve heard great things.

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“Must you really go? I’m sure you can simply tell him all he needs to know in a letter.” You now stood at the entrance to the Rengoku estate. Barely catching up to the flame hashira on his way out:

“I wish it was that easy (M/n), but if the master requires my presence it must be important.” He held your hands, his fingers brushing over your knuckles in an attempt to calm your growing worry. “Hey, I fortunately still have 3 more days of my break, remember? When I return, I promise I won’t leave your side until my rest is over.” He flashed you that god-forsaken smile of his. The smile that calmed you down and had your heart beating faster than the speed of a shinobi.

“When you return, please hold me?” You looked up at the man, silently swearing him to hold up his end of the promise with just your eyes.

“I swear on my honor, (M/n).” And with that, he was on his way.

You watched until you could no longer see his bright hair over the tree line, before returning back to sit at the engawa, distracting yourself by counting the stars.

“You really love my brother, don’t you?” Asked a small voice.

“Is it really that obvious?” You chuckled, brushing a loose strand of hair out of your face.

“Of course it is. Your face lights up every time you’re with him.” Senjuro comments as he moves to sit next to you.

“Then why doesn’t he say anything?” You asked, tears beginning to well in your eyes. “I doubt he’ll ever feel the same. He needs a strong hashira woman to marry, not a lowly pharmacist like me who can’t even wield a sword properly.” You wiped some stray tears away with the sleeve of your kimono. It was blue and had coi fish and lily pads as the design. Kyojuro bought it for you. He said you’d look pretty in it.

“You shouldn’t be so harsh on yourself (M/n),” Senjuro rested his hand on your shoulder, “I know my brother cares deeply for you. Why else would he invite you to live with us?”

“Because your brother is an honorable man who pities the weak. It was for no other reason than helping a pitiful boy who couldn’t even help his parents.” You clenched your hands into a fist as to not cry.

“Don’t say such things about yourself.” Senjuro shifted to rub your back. For such a young boy, Senjuro was very was mature for his age. I guess having to raise yourself due to having a drunkard as a father does that to a kid. “You know, Kyojuro told me he joined the slayers corp because of you.”

You turned towards the younger boy, surprise etched into every corner of your face.

“When he saw you that night ten years ago. Alone, all at the hands of a demon, he promised to not allow that to happen to anyone again. He said he made two promises that night; to kill all demons and to never let you be alone again.” Senjuro recounted, his smile brightening upon feeling your back relax.

“He truly cares for you (M/n). When he returns, please consider telling him about your feelings. I promise he won’t hate you, no- he can’t ever hate you.” Senjuro smiled at you.

“I will.” You wipe the remainder of the tears off your face. “Now, let’s get you back to bed, yeah?”

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Kyojuro returned by sunrise. Ubayashiki simply wanted to inform him of his next mission after his break.

He slowly crept into his home, peeping into his father’s room to see him sound asleep. Most likely due to alcohol rather than exhaustion, but at least he isn’t yelling at Senjuro, or god forbid, (M/n).

He then made his way to his room, but not before peeking into Senjuro’s room. His heart swelled at the sight of you resting with Senjuro in your hold, his head resting in the crook of your neck. A half-read story in your hands.

“Poor things. You both must’ve been very tired.” Kyojuro whispered as he moved to wrap you both in a blanket. You reached out a hand to grip his. “Oh, it’s you.” You stated, half-asleep. “I’m sorry (M/n). I didn’t mean to wake you.” He softly smiled. “No, it’s fine. I was about to awake anyways. Let me just lay Senjuro down and I’ll make us some breakfast alright?” You shifted to rest the younger Rengoku on his futon before tucking him in with a blanket. “Sounds good to me.” The flame hashira smiled as you dragged him out of his room and into the kitchen.

“Are you in the mood for anything specific?” You asked as you wrapped an apron around your waist. “Some miso soup would be amazing!” He stated. “With sweet potatoes i assume?” You smiled back to him. “You know me so well.” The flame hashira chuckled heartily. “Well of course I would know what my best friend likes.” Not to mention how i’m crazy in love with you you thought.

Just before you could finish the meal, a very annoyed and very hungover Shinjuro came barging into the kitchen. His eyes glanced over to Kyojuro before a look of disgust overtook his face.

“Sir Shinjuro. Would you like some miso soup as well?” You offered. Mostly to break the uncomfortable silence which had overtaken the area.

“Sure, sure, whatever.” Kyojuro’s father had never particularly hated you, in fact, the flame hashira might even go as far as to say his father liked you. Well, he’s never shown it, but he’s also never yelled at you, and according to Kyojuro those are the same things.

You smiled towards the retired hashira before preparing three bowls of soup, as well as an extra for when Senjuro decided to wake up. Normally Shinjuro would have him up at this hour but you decided to let him sleep in just a bit longer. You brought over the bowls and set them in front of the two men before taking your seat beside Kyojuro, apron still wrapped around your waist.

“Is it good?” You asked Kyojuro. “Of course it is! Everything you make is delicious (M/n)!” The flame hashira would say before wolfing down the entire bowl. “Tasty!” You chuckled at his antics. “Shall i get you some more?” He nodded and you arose to pour him some more.

“He has two arms and two legs (M/n). I’m pretty sure he can pour his own soup.” Shinjuro would remark as you stood. “It’s completely fine. I have no issue with it.” You stated once you returned with Kyojuro’s bowl. “He is a hashira. It won’t kill him to get up every once in a while. He doesn’t need you to be waiting on him hand and foot-“ “That’s enough father.” Kyojuro interrupted. “I would never ask something of (M/n) if it were to hinder him. Now please let us eat in peace.” Shinjuro tsked before continuing to eat. “Say, Kyojuro. Why don’t you get that wife of yours to go wake up Senjuro. He has to start training soon.” A blush found its way to both your and Kyojuro’s faces at the comment. “I-I’ll go get Senjuro.” You quickly stood and scurried to the younger’s room. “I can run you a bath if you’d like Kyojuro?” You offered before you fully exited the kitchen. “That would be lovely (M/n), *cough* thank you.” He stated, face still red and clearly flustered.

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“Thank you (M/n). This is wonderful.” Kyojuro said as he sunk into the warm water. “It’s no problem at all Kyojuro.” You smiled at him and began to work on massaging his tense muscles.

“About what my father said, I apologize if it made you uncomfortable.” The flame hashira said as he relaxed into your touch. “It’s completely fine.” You contemplated on whether or not to say what was on your mind. “I actually kind of liked it.” You whispered, but Kyojuro heard you.

“Oh?” He leaned his head back to make eye contact with you. “Would you enjoy being my wife? Would you like to wait here for me on my missions and then when I’d return, I’d hold you and whisper sweet things into your ear?” Kyojuro teased. His smiled widened as he saw your ears begin to turn red. “Well, I already kind of do that.” You said, attempting to distract yourself by working on kneading the older’s tense muscles.

“(M/n)…” Kyojuro called. “Hmm?” You cautiously looked up at him. “Could you please join me?” You swear you could feel your face turn darker than a beet, but you complied nonetheless.

Now you found your back resting against the chest of the flame hashira as he worked on cleaning your hair.

“How long have you wanted to be my wife?” Kyojuro teased. “Since we were kids. I’ve always admired you Kyojuro. Your resolve, your determination, your kindness, your pure heart, all of it made me fall deeper and deeper in love with you.” You finally admitted what you’d been holding with you for the past seven years. “What if I told you I felt the same?” Kyojuro asked. His hand falling from your hair to hold your hands. “Are you sure it’s not just because we’re both naked and pressed against each other?” You joked. “Well not that I don’t enjoy this, but it’s not at all the reason.” He pulled you closer to him. “All I do is for you. Joining the demon slayer corp, training hard to become a hashira, waking up in the morning, it’s all for you (M/n). While I’m away on missions, all I do is long to come home and see your beautiful smile while you’re reading to Senjuro. To hold you while you work on whatever new interest captures your attention. To taste your amazing cooking. To simply be around you is my will to live. You’re my everything (M/n).”

“But I am a man. You deserve a strong woman to carry your bloodline. Hell, I can’t even wield a sword correctly, how do you expect me to be good enough-“ Kyojuro’s lips met with yours. “Please stop speaking such nonsense. I don’t need a bloodline, I only need you (M/n).” A comfortable silence overtook the bathroom as he simply held you. Relishing in the presence of each other.

“I’ll tell you what (M/n). After this mission is over, I will marry you. How does that sound?” Your heart was beating uncontrollably. “Hello?” Kyojuro giggled as he caught sight of your flustered expression. “Don’t laugh at me! The man I’ve been in love with just expressed his feelings towards me and asked me to marry him in the same hour.” You slapped his chest as he continued to laugh. “Well, do you accept?” He looked into your eyes. “Of course!” Kyojuro smiled and captured your lips again. “Good, now let me show you just how much I love you.”

You two became one beneath that water. Much to the dismay of Shinjuro’s ears.

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As quickly as he returned, he had to leave yet again. Now you stood again at the gate of the estate. Kyojuro’s hands in yours as you begged for him not leave.

“I must go love. This mission is important.” Kyojuro chuckled as you continued to cling to him.

“Come back safely. You owe me a wedding!” You whined.

Kyojuro nodded and brought your lips to his. Holding you tightly and he hoped you would feel all his love.

“Promise you’ll return to me.” You held out your pinky to him.

He intertwined your fingers and kissed your knuckle. “Promise.”

“Say… what kind of mission are you even going on?”

“Something to do with a train. I’m sure it won’t be hard. I’ll be back quickly!”

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xuzuitengenx · 10 months

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Sub!Muzan Kibutsuji x Top!Male Reader NSFW Oneshot

Title: Till He Gets To Be In The Sun Again~

Genre—Lemon/Smut

Warning(s): SMUT WITH NO PLOT, Explicit Words, Biting, Rough, Loud! Muzan, Creampie, Oversimulation, Multiple Rounds

NOT PROOFREAD—WILL EDIT LATER!!

Muzan was laying on the messy bed as his body was covered in marks such as hickeys and bite marks. He was uncharacteristically crying out in pleasure while his lover, M/N, was fucking him into the sheets as he had a grip on Muzan's slutty waist, potentially bruising him.

As Muzan held onto M/N's back, he couldn't help but to scratch or to squeeze around M/N's cock everytime M/N hits Muzan's abused prostate.

"M—M/N~! Fuck~! Haa~!"

How amazing it is that M/N L/N could make the demon king cry and tremble underneath him as he was covered in his own cum and while filled with M/N's, mewling and moaning for more.

Not wanting to stop until he is able to be under the sun.

M/N chuckled at this before a low moan cuts him off as Muzan's hole squeezes around M/N once more. Muzan was close to his orgasm once again as M/N's thrusting and his cock were filling him up along with M/N's cum from the pervious rounds.

"Pleasepleaseplease~ Don't stop—Ahh~! don't..~!" Muzan moans out, his red eyes rolls back as his orgasm hits him hard, his body trembling too.

Muzan sighs before a yelp interrupts him as M/N thrusted into Muzan once again. Muzan whines due to the oversimulation, his red eyes tearing up as his nails dug into M/N, making M/N hiss.

"Fuck.. I'm not done yet, baby.. What happened with 'until you're able to walk in the sun' , huh?" M/N mutters against Muzan's ear , making Muzan whimper as he was filled with overwhelming pleasure.

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odue-sp · 1 year

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Had an idea.

Context, M/n is a parent. Muzan took a liking to during one of their fights. M/n is often threatened to be made into a pillar by Oyakata as a joke to make him work faster/more.

Male Reader x Muzan

M/n softly sighed as he rubbed his shoulder, he had been away much longer than expected. "Papa!" A child with e/c eyes ran, jumping on his back while watching the demon slowly turn into dust. The father rushed to cover their eyes before placing a light kiss on their forehead. "I told you not to run at night." He spoke softly before resting the child against his chest, the crow landed on his shoulder. "Hide! Muzan has been spotted!" M/n's eyes widened before picking up his child, he rushed through the forest. The night was already drawing near. He needed to run faster. "Papa! You right!" C/n shouted throwing a knife at the demon leader who chuckled, of course, it did nothing.

"Little C/n." His voice ran out, they were trapped. He grit his teeth, hiding the child in his arms. "My dearest M/n," wind brushed over his ear. "Don't tell me you've forgotten me already?" He threw his weapon at the demon. "Mister demon, don't hurt my papa!" C/n shouted, tugging at his pant leg. Muzan chuckled before his eyes softly glowed. "I could never hurt your father," the demon's hands held his, before bringing it up to his mouth. "Child," he turned to look at them, ah, he couldn't hurt them either. They looked too much like M/n. "Here's some money, go to a shop and eat some food."

Silence. "Papa?" They held the money in their hands. M/n shook as he gave a nod. "Go ahead. I'll be there in a bit." The child's eyes lit up and ran to go get some snacks and candy.

"You held up nicely," Muzan spoke as he stared down at the wet mess that he stroked. "You damn bastard. What if my child saw it?!" He shouted in embarrassment, he was quickly quieted with a kiss. "Shh. Our child." He whispered into the kiss, it slowly deepened as his hands slipped up his shirt. "Don't claim my child, my wife," Muzan kissed him deeper to shut him up. "Don't talk about her." He bit his bottom lip.

M/n shuddered, holding his arms tightly before sliding down the trunk of the tree, Muzan held his waist keeping him from sliding further down. "I hate that she took you from me," he nibbled his ear. "Then she had you join the demon corp. If only she didn't tell you who I was, I would've had you. You'd be living in bliss." M/n sighed in pleasure. "Then you got her pregnant," M/n glared up at him. "Then you killed her."

"She was giving birth to your child. Our wonderful child." "Don't claim my child," his breath hitched feeling his neck being bitten into. "Then I'll claim you in their place." He couldn't help but think of Muzan as a sly bastard. Muzan smiled at the state his beloved was in, how could he not be angry that the man wasn't his. That C/n wasn't his to call a child of his. It was okay, Muzan got the human to love him once. He can do it again.

"I love you." His eyes stared into the e/c eyes before fading away. "That bastard." M/n slid down the tree, panting heavily at the painful erection that was left of Muzan's presence.

"Papa!" M/n looked tired as he cleaned himself, he picked up his child and sighed at the dilated eyes. "How much candy did you eat?" "Hehe." He gave a soft smile before glancing at the mirror. Muzan smiled through the mirror.

He was always watching. M/n knew this. "Caw! Caw! Caw!" He glared at the crow. "Oyakata-sama has called for you!" Another headache.

#kny x male reader #male reader #male reader insert #x male reader #male y/n #pseudo's ff #seudo's ff #kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba x male reader #kny muzan #muzan x male reader

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6ives · 14 days

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﹑%# ☆﹒THE THRILLS﹗💭 ⠀ ꒰ senemi. s x masc! reader ꒱

TW you.

SENEMI WAS A TOUGH GUY. he always had it his way— forced or not. his almighty nature was frightening, terrifying even. hence getting himself a little nickname as the most feared hashira among his peers and the outsiders.

nothing could break his ego, nor his power, and he took pride in it. walking around everywhere with a high head and a buffed chest, commanding respect everywhere he went.

so why was he held up against the tree with a demon who had his body pressed against his? their skins touched, and so did their lips. what was happening? senemi had no clue, but he had no intention of pulling back either.

his neck was littered with kisses from the demon, his [h.c] hair brushing against his ear, tickling him. why was sanemi so weak for the man in front of him? the oh so great sanemi, the wind hashira himself got on his knees for a demon. the kind he loathed the most.

“well aren’t you the cutest?” you mutter against his neck, sending cold shivers down his spine, embarrassed, he grunts a quick ‘shutup’, earning a low chuckle from you.

he felt your polished nails linger around his waist, the same ones you use to kill people. slowly scrapping it, a sinful whimper left his mouth in exchange. however, he made it sure to kill you after he gets this over with— but your touches kept holding him back. he didn’t trust you, you could kill him in any second. but then again, what’s life without such thrills?

i genuinely forgot ab tumblr 🙏🙏

death upon every senemi hater🎀

#reader #male reader #kny #demonslayer #demonslayer x reader #knyxreader #malereader #sememalereader #smr #domreader #demon #hashira #senemi #senemixreader #senemixmalereader #mascreader #kimitsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba x male reader

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reallyromealone · 2 years

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Kind of nsfw

Be warned

Omegaverse

Doma watched as (name) rested, body exhausted after basically an entire week of nonstop fucking as he underwent the transition of human to demon and it was marvelous to see the process.

His sweet mate smelt oh so wonderfully of pregnancy and Doma, the Alpha pleased that he now could have his sweet little dolly to himself forevermore and oh feeding him! Oh that would be wonderful to do together!

Omegas typically didn't do well with the transition and with this knowledge Doma kept a very close eye on his mate, he couldn't lose another love.

He refused.

"Muzan is curious about the pups, I am too..." Doma said dreamily as he pet his beloved omegas hair "I hope they have your eyes..."

(Name) slept for days, the Omega grunting slightly as he awoke to find himself snuggled into Domas chest and looked up to see his beloved's sweet smile and pastel eyes.

"Hello pretty omega~"

"Alpha?" (Name) mumbled, wincing as be suddenly could hear e v e r y t h i n g.

He covered his ears as the sound of heartbeats and blood streams, it was all so much for him "oh my little Omega, is it stressful?" Doma cooed out, voice echoing through the omegas head as he weakly nodded and whined as Doma removed his hands from his ears only to replace it with his own the chill of his hands and the pressure muting out any sounds. Doma watched (name) visibly relax in his hold, opening his eyes once more and Doma was almost in awe at the color, it was still his beautiful (color) eyes but... More vibrant and ethereal.

Doma never wanted to look away.

"So pretty...we get to be together now darling" Domas voice was muffled as (name) snuggled into his hands "pup...?"

"They're fine darling, all is good" Doma said softly and moved to kiss his little mate, a possessive nature to it because now his mate could never leave him and with pups they could be a big happy family!

(Name) was the first Omega they changed and if he could give birth to pups while a demon, Muzan and Doma were curious of the pups abilities.

Would the parents blood art transfer to the pup? Would it be stronger?

Not to mention (name) was impregnated while human, what would the pup come out now that he was a demon?

Doma was fascinated by these possibilities.

Eventually (name) calmed down and Doma slowly released his hands "shhh, don't worry my petal... You will get used to the sounds" Doma said softly as (name) focused on his voice "starving..."

"I have something for you beloved" Doma then left (name) for a bit, returning with chopped up human flesh and blood "later we can try you on a fresh kill"

As a human this would have horrified (name) but now... It looked so good, the thought of killing and devouring a person...was appealing.

"You like that idea baby? Killing with your alpha?" Doma said teasingly into his ear as he held a chopstick of flesh to (name)s lips and he couldn't resist it as he took it into his mouth, moaning a bit and Doma took a bite of food himself before feeding his mate once more, finding a weird pleasure from feeding the other, knowing he was most definitely starving.

Thankfully he didn't go feral during the transformation as many demons do.

Did not need that in the middle of the compound.

(Name) devoured his meal, sustained for now.

"I wonder what you will get..." Doma said absentmindedly, rubbing (name)s belly as they snuggled in (name)s nest, only the finest fabrics scented by Doma were allowed in there and a few of Domas clothing that the Omega stole from the Alpha "who knows you might become stronger than me darling" Doma said knowing even if that were to happen it wasn't like (name) would ever leave the private rooms that no one were to enter but Doma and Doma alone.

He would kill anyone who did.

Weeks had passed, Doma introducing (name) to devouring fresh kills though Doma mainly did the killing as he didn't want his Omega to dirty himself to much and he noticed even for a new demon (name) was much hungrier than the usual, must be a pregnancy thing.

Something Doma enjoyed was that sex lasted much much longer now that both parties had unlimited stamina, the two constantly going at it like rabbits.

Months had passed and (name) was very round and rarely left his nest, often flickering from feral to coherent much to Domas curiousity and delight. Doma always had an obsession with (name)s chest, often biting and licking the others nipples but now they were filled with milk for their pup and God did it do things to the blond.

They were barely an A cup but that didn't stop Doma from squeezing and licking them as (name) clung to him helplessly "Doma~ it's for the pup!" He cried out but the other payed him no mind as he greedily ate his meal, moving down his hands to rub the others belly with his icy hands "so yummy" he practically moaned but halted all movements when be felt a strong kick from his mates belly and the sound of (name) yelping "what was that?" He asked wide eyed "pup kicked..."

Amazed Doma moved to his mates stomach completely and felt around and when another kick came he let out a giddy laugh and (name) smiled at the sight, Doma looked so happy that his pup kicked where he placed his hands and watched the two interact.

After this Doma became extremely protective, (name) thinking the realization kicked in and now he wasn't going to let (name) be unprotected for a moment.

Doma constantly scented (name) especially if he needed to leave and if he had time gave (name) a good fuck before he left.

He had left for a meeting, (name) despite being a demon and never needing sleep felt drained because of the pregnancy and slept often, earlier into the pregnancy he felt full of life but now he just wanted to sleep.

So he did, whenever the opportunity came.

Doma fed (name) constantly, bringing victims from outside the compound for his mate (he didn't want to deal with his followers wondering where people are vanishing to because of his mates hunger) so he should have expected the others blood art to develop eventually.

He wasn't expecting it to be this.

Flowers and vines were everywhere, his nest covered by vines and affectively hiding him from the world and the room smelt fragrant and noted the different types of flowers..."if he can make flowers, could baby make the spider lily?" Doma was very invested now.

Walking to the nest he moved some of the vines to see his beloved sleeping away, Muzan said something about the possibilities of the pup transforming into a demon when (name) transformed, explaining why he was so tired as the pup was taking a lot of energy from him.

'Poor little thing' Doma mused mentally as he pulled the other close 'though at the rate we mate, he might always be tired...'

It was when they were eating when his water broke, Doma had brought him a fresh kill and fed (name) happily as he sat in his lap "(name)... Did you somehow pee on me?" Doma asked seriously and when he saw (name) contort in pain he realized what was happening.

This was (name)s first time meeting Muzan, the Alpha treating the Omega like a science project but being mindful that the other is flickering in and out of being feral because even Muzan new to never fuck with a feral Omega especially with the abilities of a demon.

Six grueling hours it took when the pup was born and it was very obvious who the father was by the eyes alone, tiny claws and pitiful cries "my pup..." (Name) mumbled and Muzan handed the other the tiny baby who wasted zero time latching onto (name)s chest "you remember your part of the deal Doma?"

"Yessir!" Doma said cheerfully and (name) looked confused "what...?"

"Don't worry my sweet, were just going to keep close tabs on our little pup" Doma said smoothly, it was a half lie honestly because yes they were monitoring the tyke but they also wanted to do some tests but both men knew not to tell (name) this.

It was easier.

When Doma presented (name) with bloodied flesh he wasn't expecting his pup to look so interested in it, the little demon able to keep his head up unlike human pups and sniffed his little nose much to everyones interest as Muzan collected some blood from a spoon he kept in his medical bag and presented it to the pup who wasted zero time trying to get it in his mouth and looked very interested for more "well at least we have options..." (Name) mumbled but the two alphas were more curious on how this would affect the babes possible blood arts.

(Sons name) eventually settled down and began feeding from (name), neither alpha caring as the others chest was exposed while they spoke about the possible developments.

Eventually Muzan left the small pack to attend to other things, having what he needed for now and would return when there's new developments.

Doma watched his family with a look of possession, their pup a perfect blend of the two and as Doma hoped he had (name)s eyes.

Moving close he began scenting his mate and pup and watched (name) quickly get his energy back now that he didn't have something actively drain it.

Doma quickly learned how protective (name) was of his pup, not wanting to leave him alone for a second without almost going feral so Doma didn't bother stopping this behaviour and when Muzan would do check ups Doma would simply restrain his mate so the other could check the pup.

The pup would never know more than the walls of their families living quarters, the cult completely devoted to the three and seeing the tiny pup as a Demi god of sorts.

He would keep his family safe at all costs.

#demon Slayer x male reader #demon slayer x reader #kimetsu no yaiba #Kimetsu no Yaiba x male reader #doma x male reader #doma x reader #douma x male reader #douma x reader

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hunn1e-bunn1e · 8 months

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Enmu - "From Lips to Hands and Back Again"

🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.

In which a certain lower moon demon is adored by their devoted demon lover. Or; In which Enmu is shown love and appreciation by [Name]; something he's never had the pleasure of experiencing before.

💭•♡•💭•♡•💭•♡•💭•♡•💭•♡•💭•♡•💭•♡•💭

"Mnh... Are you trying to eat me, [Name]?"

He mumbles with warming cheeks as he watches your barely parted lips near his pale fingers; confusion and amusement dancing in his voice as he spoke.

His sterling turquoise eyes stare down at you as your soft lips gently meet the back of his hand. He eyed you expectantly; impatiently, though not visually expressed, awaiting an answer to his question.

"No; simply worshipping you."

You hummed; eyes not leaving the appendage cradled in your hands as you continued to pepper him with kisses.

His short, black to blue and red hair sways as he tilts his head to the side; his brows and nose scrunched in confusion. The hand in your grasp tenses and pulls away as his thoughts run wild with your words. His previously confused expression unknowingly shifted into a slight glare.

"That is something to be reserved for—"

His pale face flushes a pale pink as he pauses; various images of one person flashing about his head.

"—a being of perfection, like Lord Muzan. I am no such being; I am undeserving of such an honor."

He finishes; gaze drifting off to the side as his head begins to fill with thoughts of the object of his obsession.

A quiet sigh is forced through your nose as you grasp his hand again and flip it over to place more kisses on his wrist; completely ignoring his words. You always find solace in showing him how much you love him, even when he doesn't understand the methods you use. Even while his mind is occupied with thoughts of a person who isn't yourself, you love him.

"I wouldn't mind though.... if you ate me..."

He mumbled just loud enough for you to barely catch it; voice below even a whisper.

All you could do was chuckle at his audacity. He was such a strange demon, your Enmu; but you can't help but love him— adore him all the same.

💭•♡•💭•♡•💭•♡•💭•♡•💭•♡•💭•♡•💭•♡•💭

🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.•°•.🐇.

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sonorousabyss · 1 year

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𝗠𝗮𝗹𝗲, 𝗘𝗹𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗿𝗼 𝗛𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗿𝗮 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝘅 𝗛𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗿𝗮 𝗗𝗿𝗮𝗯𝗯𝗹𝗲𝘀

AN: Some sweet innocent soul decided to comment on the last Electro Hashira Post inspired by our resident Out of Pocket Anon, and I'm here to make it everyone's problem. /pos Warnings: Mild Spoilers for the Mugan Train Incident. The reader takes inspiration from Ei aka the Electro Hashira from Genshin Impact.

𝗔𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗘𝗹𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗿𝗼 𝗛𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗿𝗮:

The Electro Hashira had an older sibling that he lost to demons, and following their death he fell into this rather black-and-white frame of thinking, powered by his rage.

In his opinion? All demons were evil, slaughtering and consuming the innocent for often no reason at all. The demon slayers were their just and proper persecutors. A righteous force that did them all mercy. Such atrocities warrant a fate far worse than death, after all.

Even before the existence of the demon slayer corps had come to his attention, M/N had stuck to his vow to do what he could to hunt down and slaughter the being responsible for the death of his sibling, alongside other countless innocents. This hunt led him to witness many atrocities, and he eventually gained an apprenticeship when a demon slayer took note of his prominent inexperience in their line of work.

That is to say, said demon slayer watched as M/N quite literally nearly got himself killed challenging a demon with naught but a rusty handaxe and a kitchen knife (they weren't very successful in their endeavor at first, evidently).

M/N was fairly quick to make a name for himself as a trainee with extreme discipline and determination, going above and beyond to succeed in trials his mentors put him up against. No one form quite seemed to fit him, though, which led to him receiving tutelage from several different practitioners.

He ended up creating a form derivative of thunder breathing (alongside a few others) that felt just right, dubbing it "Electro Breathing". This aggressive and dangerous breathing form (and his stubborn attitude) were what he became known for as he climbed the ranks.

Despite what others might've thought based on how cold and indifferent he seemed, he greatly admired the Hashira as a lower-ranking corps member. They were able to kill upper moons- a feat he could only have dreamt of accomplishing when he started from the bottom. This admiration was hidden by the sometimes harsh critiques he'd give when analyzing their decisions during missions.

He... Well, let's just say that he found some of their techniques a tad too heavy on the flamboyant side. A tad too extra? Yeah, that was an understatement in that aspect.

...

Okay, sometimes he just didn't like their attitudes. Was that a crime?

*cough* *cough* Hypocrite *cough* cough*

Of the Hashira, he got along with Rengoku the most.

That said, he actually respected Shinobu more than his fiery counterpart. Or rather, he respected her sadism.

Something about slowly poisoning a demon to death as opposed to chopping their heads off directly just seemed to speak to him. It was cold- and as he saw it? Well deserved. Needless to say, she was one of the few Hashira he took open criticism from and listened to.

Despite his unseemly attitude, M/N actually took on at least two known Tsugokus in the pursuit of eternity. The eldest is currently missing and presumed dead by the corps, while the youngest is still in his care and just as thick-headed as he is (if not worse). Sometimes he struggles to get her to listen to him. And he's her mentor.

One of the things that disturbs Tanjirou the most about M/N is that he has been known to put an end to those turning into demons without hesitation. It's rumored that he's done it several times, and hasn't flinched once.

He's also someone well-known for putting his subordinates out of their misery when he deems them beyond recovery. M/N justifies this by declaring it an act of mercy- something that people within the corp have mixed feelings over. At least a few of the deceased are those Shinobu would have liked to at least attempt to have treated before he so promptly took their fates into his hands.

He's one of the few Hashira who routinely takes time out of his demon-hunting schedule to mourn those lost in his pursuit of eternity. Who exactly these 'lost' are is subject to much debate. In reality, he's mourning both his subordinates and the innocents caught in the crossfire of their never-ending war. He does his mourning at his mansion, which he has dubbed his "Plane of Euthymia" Post-Mugan Train Incident, at least one of the rooms in his house is dedicated to Rengoku, a shrine there in his name. He visits his younger brother from time to time in order to check in and see how he's doing. The boy's pursuits are beyond his understanding, but he does his best to sit and absorb what Senjuro tells him.

As for his feelings about Nezuko and Tanjiro's situation, he was naturally opposed to the entire thing during its first revelation. You could find him nodding along with Rengoku and pitching his own eloquent complaints about the situation.

The only thing that kept him from intervening (unlike some people) was the Master's will, which he respects above all others. And even then? That was pushing it. A demon? Allowed to live?

Not in his domain, that's for certain.

It was only when Tanjiro began to grow on him during missions that he begrudgingly began to withdraw his opinion, if only because he bore witness to that creature protecting humans.

It's out of what little respect he and the boy have established between each other that he keeps his current Tsugoku as far away from the both of them as physically possible.

Tanjiro has been quoted making note of the fragrance that M/N deliberately wears, and it's so subtle that people thought he was crazy for calling it out in the first place.

The fragrance reminds him of sakura blossoms and (unsurprisingly) wisteria in full bloom, though the former's scent is far more prominent. He has thrown Inosuke through a wall more than once at the Wisteria House. This is canon. I do not make the rules.

....Shinobu was less than pleased.

If you made it this far, thanks for reading! I had loads of fun. May your day be as pleasant as the ocean's abyss is deep. For those who are new here, I take requests. You can find the rules here.

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beautifulsenpai · 2 months

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YOU REALLY GOT MY SOUL

muzan kibutsuji x male reader

summary. 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗋𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋. 𝗆𝗎𝗓𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗂𝗅𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗅𝗎𝗑𝗎𝗋𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖾𝗑

senpai’s note. 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝖿𝗂𝖼, 𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇? 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖺𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝗎𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗏𝖺𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝖽𝖺𝗒, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗎𝗉, 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒!

𝗋𝗎𝗅𝖾𝗌/𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗌

valentines day is an annual festival when lovers express their affection with greetings and gifts. muzan did not hold back this year, he gave (name) the best valentines day experience ever.

taking (name) to a classy restaurant, buying him luxury gifts, etc. who would’ve thought that the demon lord could be a romantic lover, especially to a human male? (name) has no clue that muzan is the most feared demon lord that killed multiple thousands, and he likes it to stay that way.

he’ll eventually tell him at the right time, but not at this moment, the moment to show deep affection to one another. muzan loved the human boy very much, and he didn’t know how to express it even more. so..

──★ ˙🍓 ̟ !!

"mmhn..hnngh..mu-muzan!!~", (name) whimpered onto the pillow he buried his face in. he couldn’t let muzan see how flushed he was, and tears threatening to spill from his eyes, it was too embarrassing. (name) was stripped away from his clothes while muzan only had his undergarments.

(name) ass was up in the air as muzan was eating his ass like it was going to be the last time he was going to see it. muzan had (name’s) ass separated to see his main target and was licking his pink puckered hole, and evading his insides with his painfully long tongue.

muzan was doing it so well that it left (name) whimpering sweetly, and left (name’s) pink hole and muzan’s chin coated with spit. muzan’s tongue entered (name’s) hole once again, making (name’s) eyes squinting with a few tears about to spill.

muzan’s tongue was hitting the right places inside of (name). it even sometimes reached where his prostate was located, making (name) release adorable moans. (name) felt his orgasm slowly approaching, his cock spurting pre-cum onto the bed sheets.

he tried to warn muzan by trying to separate his ass away from muzan’s tongue, but muzan didn’t let that happen. his hands snaked from (name’s) rear to his wide hips and then clutched onto (name’s) hips, forcing him to stay in place.

(name’s) eyes widened as he lifted his face off the pillow, mouth agape as it released sweet cries of overwhelming bliss. (name’s) legs squirmed, desperately trying to release himself from muzan’s grasp, but muzan wouldn't budge. instead, he got rougher, licking his insides more furiously.

"muzan!~ h-honey, pl- o-oh!~..please! n-no more!~ mmhhh! g-gonna..", (name) didn’t even finish what he was going to say before whining loudly as he reached his breaking point. (name’s) squirming halted as his cock released ropes of cum onto the bed sheets.

as one last drop of cum spurted out of (name’s) cock, his face fell onto the pillow, his breathing was shaky and weak, sniffing away his tears as he shut his eyes. muzan finally pulled away, proud of the work he did. as he stood on his knees, he smirked in delight as he stared down at (name), rubbing the spit away from his chin with his arm.

the view of (name) was to die for. his whole body flushed, his head was turned to the side to see half of his face, eyes teary, brows scrunched and lips were pulled back and body shook from the organism. the beautiful view of (name) made a noticeable bulge from his undergarments.

muzan leaned down onto (name’s) body, his hands roaming (name’s) chest, twisting and rubbing his nipples, and kissing his back tenderly. (name’s) gripped onto the bedsheets, whimpering softly as he got hard again. "you’re so fucking hot my dear, you’re so beautiful, so fucking beautiful." muzan murmured against (name’s) back between kisses.

(name) replied with a whimper. muzan pulled down his undergarment, enough for his big throbbing cock to be out. muzan kissed, and licked (name’s) earlobe as he rubbed his cock against (name’s) slicked rim, pre-cum spilling onto (name’s) back. "mu-muzan, put it in me already!~ i can’t w-wait anymore!".

say less. muzan guided the tip of his cock to (name’s) tight rim, and then plunge his cock inside of (name’s) in a fast manner. (name’s) eyes widened as they both moaned. (name’s) walls snuggled tightly against muzan’s pulsating cock, making muzan let out a curse.

muzan’s teeth gritted as he stood straight on his knees. he placed one hand on (name’s) rear, and the other was placed on (name’s) shoulder. muzan didn’t wait for (name’s) approval to start moving so he started thrusting into (name’s) hole fast. (name) moan open wide as he let out a high-pitched moan after another.

(name’s) ass rippled into waved from muzan’s hips meeting his rear, balls hitting against (name’s) ass cheeks. drool escaped from (name’s) mouth from the pleasure of muzan’s big demon cock hitting his prostate. "f-fuck! o-oh!~ feels.. s-so good! your cock feels so- ah!~ so good inside me!".

(name) screamed as his head tilted back, and eyes closed as muzan kept assaulting (name’s) insides. muzan’s eyes shut tightly from (name’s) walls snuggling warmly onto his cock. muzan’s breath hitched as he felt his organism approaching, he was pent up just from eating out (name) and hearing his delightful moans.

muzan slapped (name’s) ass cheek, making (name) jolt up, his tongue lolled out as tears finally spilled from his eyes. muzan grunted as he caressed the reddened ass cheek as his thrusting became a bit sloppy, signaling that he was so close to his release.

his thrusting quickened as his hands gripped harshly onto (name’s) shoulder blade and his rear, being careful to not release his sharp demon-like nails. (name) smiled lustfully as sweat dripped from his face.

"god, you feel amazing (name). i-i..love you so much. love you so damn much that i’ll murder anyone for you!~ g-going to cum, take it all like a good boy that you are.~"

#x male reader #male reader #bottom male reader #x bottom male reader #demon slayer x male reader #kny x male reader #kimetsu no yaiba x male reader #muzan kibutsuji x male reader #muzan x male reader

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im-to-smol · 2 years

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Sub Zenitsu X Male Reader

Characters Aged up to 18+

Requested by: @lone-wolf-nergiganos

Zenistu had never thought of having a boyfriend. Or being gay at all.

But that changed when he met you.

You were a taller, muscular male that had killed a demon that attacked him when he wasn’t looking.

He then burst into tears as he saw you hold out your hand to try and help him up off of the dirty ground he was lying on.

He thanked you as you blushed and just patted his head.

You then told him to be carful as you walked away.

Not knowing the wide heart eyes following you with a bit of lust by just looking at you.

He then ran and hugged you from behind as he kept on saying, “PLEASE DONT LEAVE ME! I-ILL BE A GOOD BOY! I DONT WANNA BE ALONE!!”

And little did he know that it affected you so much that you got a hard on.

✯𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙎𝙠𝙞𝙥✯

It’s been a few hours since you let Zenitsu go with you back to your estate. And it was big enough that you could live and walk around without it being small.

And the most best part for you was how it was built into the mountain so you could watch the sunset/sunrise without having to go over many trees.

Zenitsu couldn’t take his eyes off you without having a dirty though.

He thinks about animals.

He looks at you…

He sees you panting and growling like a wild animal above him pounding him.

And he couldn’t stop looking at you right after, thinking of many dirty thoughts with a love lusting look in his eyes.

But it wasn’t be long till he convinced you to have sex with him after two years.

✯𝙏𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙎𝙠𝙞𝙥✯

“Fah- FAAUCK!! HARDER! P-pleaseee Y/n! Pound me harder!!”

You were in a mating press with Zenitsu under you being broken with your large thrust.

You couldn’t speak as you looked at his slutty fucked out state.

He was smiling with drool and cum leaking out, his eyes were almost rolled back to his head with hearts in them, and his nipples were red with hickey and bite marks around them and around his body.

His legs were high up while he was moaning how big your cock was, how you filled him up, he much he loved you and many more things he told you as affection.

You couldn’t do anything or say anything as your cock was being sucked in and hitting his prostate over and over again.

Your cock was being warmed and it felt a bit squishy around it as you and Zenitsu both moaned at the feeling of the other.

You just groaned as you pressed yourself close to his ass and growled as you felt your cock twitch and pulse as cum shot out in loads.

He couldn’t help but hum happily as he twitched a lot. Feeling his stomach bloat a bit and cum leak out.

But he couldn’t do anything as you fell on top of him, and panted while digging in his scent glad, half asleep as his legs were still apart with your cock in him.

But he didn’t care as he hugged your body and kissed you, falling asleep with you still in him but he didn’t mind, he loved you anyway.

Hope you enjoy @lone-wolf-nergiganos

I tried my best sorry if it ain’t good 😭

#zenitsu x male reader #male reader #bottom zenitsu #top male reader #belly bulge #kny x male reader #kimetsu no yaiba x male reader #demon slayer x male reader

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akkkkollle · 2 years

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hii! i'm a new follower and this is my first time requesting so i'm nervous about asking, but could you write a fic where male reader just dominates giyuu tomioka when he tries to top the reader? you don't have to if you're uncomfortable with this or just don't want to, have a nice day or night! <3

Tags:"Sir Tomioka" jokingly (1 time), teasing, "fuck" (1 time).

- Come on, baby, come on... - you say, looking at how the black-haired man is trying to get down on your cock.

- Shut up, I'm dominating today, I'm—... - his voice trembled treacherously when he felt the tip of your cock right at his hole, - I dominate.

-All right, all right, whatever you say, Sir Tomioka... - you said, leaning back on the pillows, behind you, watching as he tries to take at least a little of you.

He thought that if it was you, he would have already finished twice, maybe three times. But no, he can't swallow his pride. He has to take you all, he has to make you submit, he has to—.

- Fuck! - he moans, feeling like he's already taken half of your cock, but further...

His fingers scratch your torso, and tears are treacherously threatening to spill from his eyes. He can't. Can't take you.

- what? Are you giving up already? you asked, feeling a strange rush of excitement from his face looking into your face.

- Y-yes... I need help, please... - you grinned, turning him over on his back and entering him up to the balls, causing him to suffocate from the most pleasant feeling inside himself.

Your cock immediately begins to move in hot, tight walls. His hands grab your shoulders, leaving scratches on it. His sinful moans fill the room from the force of your thrusts. He knew perfectly well now that he couldn't. He loves your cock inside him too much. He likes it when you control everything yourself. He loves you like that. And he won't trade it for anything.

- So what? - you ask, starting to stroke his cock, - Will you no longer dominate me, hmm?

-N-no, M/n!- he moaned, feeling that he was coming and his sperm was covering his stomach.

You giggled at the sight under you and realized that he would try to surpass you more than once. But it will be much more fun...

#top male reader #dom male reader #seme male reader #Kny x male reader #Giyuu x male reader #Sub kny #Kimetsu no yaiba x male reader #Sub giyuu #Demon slayer x male reader #Kny smut #Giyuu smut

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leedosbunnyboy · 10 months

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Kyojuro Rengoku; The Flame Burning in My Soul

Genre: Angst

Pairing: Kyojuro Rengoku x Male Reader | (side) Tengen Uzui x Male Reader

Warning(s): Very Narrative Driven, Very Long(?), Slight Manga Spoilers, Mourning, Death

Summary: Living without the love of your life can do a number on you, especially when you’re living everyday wondering if you even want to go on.

Part I

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He’s gone…

It feels like it was only yesterday that he was holding you and promising to marry you…

He’s gone…

He said the mission was going to be easy…

He’s gone…

He was supposed to come back safely…

He’s gone…

He’s just playing a prank!

He’s gone…

He sent that crow with a phony letter to scare us!

He’s gone…

Mr. Uzui must be in on it as well!

He’s gone…

They’re such pranksters!

He’s gone…

He’ll be back soon…

He’s gone…

I can’t wait until-

HE’S

GONE

NOW

…

It can’t be real…

it just can’t be…

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You tried to convince yourself it wasn’t real. That it was all some sick game Kyojuro thought would be funny. That was until you saw his crow flying to the estate while you were outside cleaning with Senjuro, followed by a young boy with a scar…

“Are you Senjuro? And Sir Rengoku’s lover?” The boy asked before politely bowing.

“I take it you know about Mr. Rengoku? I’m so sorry. Before he died, he asked for some messages to be delivered to you, your father, and his lover. I’ve come to pass them on.” He stated.

“From my brother? Thank you, but i’m already well aware of what happened to him.” Senjuro solemnly stated. You moved closer to him to rub his shoulder. “What’s wrong?! Your face! It looks as pale as a ghost!”

“Knock it off!” All three of you were surprised by the sudden outburst. “Whatever message he left means nothing anyway! Why would he become a swordsman when he had no talent to being with! It’s no wonder he died! He’s worthless.” You gripped on the broom tighter, your eyes beginning to swell with tears at Shinjuro’s words. “He was a fool of a son from the start! A person’s potential is determined the day they’re born. Only a mere handful have any talent… the rest are just dregs of society. You’re either born a genius or someday killed by one!” Shinjuro stopped to take a drink. “It’s clear which one Kyojuro was. He had no future to begin with. No surprise he got killed.” Senjuro cuddled closer into your side.

“You shut your mouth!” You screamed, surprising all three boys. “Kyojuro had a bright future ahead of him! He was to come back and marry me! We were to be wed and start a life together! All my life, I dreamed of spending my last days with him, so don’t you dare stand here and soil his name by calling him worthless because he meant everything to me!” You fought back tears as Senjuro leaned closer to comfort you. “Just because you’re a sad old man who gave up on his own life doesn’t give you the right to speak badly about an other’s!”

“Give me a break! The funeral is over! It’s high time you both move on with your damn lives!” You held the youngest Rengoku behind you as he cried into your kimono.

“Just a moment!” The boy with a checkered haori moved to stand in front of you and Senjuro. “Don’t you think you’re being a bit too harsh? Please show some respect for your son!” He yelled.

“And just who the hell are you? Answer me! Or get off of my property!” Shinjuro yelled.

“I’m with… the demon slayer corps!” He announced. Something he did somehow caused Shinjuro to drop his jar of saké.

The next few moments were a blur to you. One second, he was yelling at the young slayer boy about sun breathing, the next he had him pinned to the ground, and then you were holding Senjuro after his father had hit him.

“Don’t you dare lay a hand on him you monster!” You rushed to put some distance between Senjuro and the altercation in front of you. “Why are you acting so hostile like this in the first place? Insulting your own child who lost his life… in front of his fiancé no less! And striking your son; what’s the matter with you?!”

“Are you alright?” You examined Senjuro’s face. He nodded, but still held the injury. “I’ll get you some ointment after he calms down, okay?” Senjuro nodded and you held him close to him, before turning back to see the boy lunging at Shinjuro.

“Young slayer, be careful!” You yelled. “He’s a former hashira!” Senjuro shouted as the boy was punched in the face by Shinjuro. “Please father! Have mercy!” You stepped away from Senjuro to rush towards the boy.

Your eyes widened as you saw the boy knock out a former hashira… with a head butt? You put your shock aside and caught both of them.

“Senjuro, please take this boy inside. I’ll deal with your father.” The young boy eagerly came to assist you as you painstakingly took the older man inside.

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Now you three found yourself in the main living area of the house as you applied some ointment to Senjuro’s injury and examined the other slayer boy’s injuries.

“I feel like I’ve made a grave mistake.” The boy said with a bowed head after you applied a simple healing balm to his forehead. You left to your room soon after, but you kept your door open to keep an ear out for Senjuro.

“Please sir, have some tea.”

“Thank you very much. I hope you can forgive me… for head butting your father and all. He’s okay right?” The boy asked.

“Oh yeah, he’ll be fine. (M/n)’s an amazing doctor, so it’s not like he’d be down for too long. And besides, he’s back to getting saké already.” Senjuro explained.

“What a relief.” The slayer huffed.

“You have my thanks.” Senjuro said, seemingly to the other boy’s surprise. “For standing up to him. I was too scared to. Even when he badmouthed my brother like that. I’m sure (M/n) is grateful too.” You watched through the back door as Shinjuro wobbled off to purchase more saké. “Tell me. What were my brothers last moments like.” You suddenly remembered why that boy was here in the first place. As that all too familiar pain began to emerge in your chest, you shut the door. You didn’t need anymore grief. Your heart has had enough as it is.

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A knock to your door awoke you from the nap you hadn’t even noticed you took. “Come in.” You groggily called and watched as Senjuro slowly walked in. “Our visitor has left.” He said. You nodded before Senjuro ran over and collapsed in your arms. You raked your fingers through his hair as he loudly sobbed into your shoulder. “It’ll be alright. We’ll get through this.” You cupped his face and looked into his teary eyes. “For Kyojuro, okay?” You held out your pinky to him. He nodded before interlocking your fingers.

“It was difficult getting him to accept Kyojuro’s sword guard. He swore he couldn’t accept it.” Senjuro lightly chuckled recounting his encounter with the young slayer boy you now knew as Tanjiro. “He said that you should’ve kept it.” He smiled. “I couldn’t keep that thing even if I wanted to. I’d get too sad.” You said, running your fingers through Senjuro’s hair.

“‘Don’t let me limit your heart’,” Senjuro said out of the blue. “‘Please allow someone else to give you the love i wish i could’ve, because you deserve the world and more. I hope you find a man who will treat you like the prince you are in my place.’” “What are you on about?” You turned to face him. “Those were Kyojuro’s last words to you. Tanjiro said he had the most to say about you. Apparently he wouldn’t shut up about how excited he was to marry his boyfriend when he returned from his mission.” You felt Senjuro’s tears falling in your lap before you even noticed the ones dripping down your cheeks.

You two cried a lot that night…

And the next…

And while you could’ve sworn you were hearing things, you knew Shinjuro was crying too.

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“You shouldn’t push yourself ya know? That’s not very flashy of you.” The sound hashira called to you as you continued to train.

You had chosen to become Tengen Uzui’s tsugoku as a means of defending yourself after Kyojuro’s death. It would be hard for anyone to train like this, but now imagine you’ve gone your whole life without as much as touching a sword, to now pushing yourself to train every day with one until your heart felt like it was on the brink of giving out.

“If you expect me to be ready for battle within the current century, you’ll let me continue.” You said, not even sparing a glance towards the older man behind you.

He scoffed before walking towards you and gripping your sword. “That’s enough (M/n).” He sternly instructed. “We’ll pick this up tomorrow.”

You let go off your sword and stormed off, leaving the taller to slowly trail behind as he fiddled with your blade.

“You can be quite the brat ya know?” He commented as you made your way back towards the Rengoku residence.

“And you can be quite the headache.” You pulled off your geta and made your way towards the kitchen, not before greeting Senjuro with a hug and kiss to his forehead. Afterwards, starting on dinner for you all, as well as your unwanted flashy guest.

“I don’t know why you insist on staying here. You have a home with three wives to return to.” You snidely commented as you poured stew into Senjuro’s plate.

“Well, my home doesn’t have my cute tsugoku at it now does it?” Tengen smirked at your irritated expression.

You inhaled deeply before launching his plate at him; however, he caught it rather easily and began to dig in as if nothing happened. Curse him for being a skilled hashira. “And besides, you know they’re not there.”

You took your place next to Senjuro and angrily began to eat. Stuffing your face full of stew and barely even giving yourself time to chew.

“Thank you for the meal (M/n)!” Senjuro hugged you before running off to his room, realizing the tense atmosphere he found himself in the middle of.

“If you want a real answer, I worried about you (M/n).” Tengen stated as he placed his bowl down. “You never wanted to even touch a sword, but now you push yourself to train with one every day. It’s not healthy.”

“Who cares how I was in the past. So what if I want to wield a sword now? You should only concern yourself with training me.” You glared at him.

“You won’t defeat the demon that killed Kyojuro.” He deadpanned. “You’re far too weak… and if you plan on pushing yourself like this, you’ll be dead before you even have the chance to try.”

You tighten your hands into fists and inhaled deeply, attempting to keep yourself from crying.

Tengen shifted to be seated beside you and laid your head on his shoulder. “It’s okay to cry ya know? Just let it all out.” You sobbed into his shoulder as he rubbed your back.

“Once we get back from this mission… please listen to me. I promise I’ll help you get stronger, without you pushing your body so hard.” You nodded against his body and he smiled gently down at you. He cupped your face so that know you were facing his.

“Go get some rest.” He pushed a strand of your hair behind your ear. “Meet me at the Butterfly Estate tomorrow morning. I’ll be there to find a girl to help on this mission.” You nodded. He smiled and placed a kiss to your forehead before standing up. “See you later (M/n).”

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“You’re an idiot you know that?” You cried as you held the only hand Tengen had left.

While you expected to engage in battle during this mission to gather information on the sound hashira’s wives, you never expected to encounter an upper moon, much less two of them. Now you sat in the aftermath of the battle: bloodied and bruised; but your injuries were nothing compared to Tengen’s. His forearm had been cut off and he was poisoned. He didn’t have much time left.

“Hey calm down.” He cupped your face gently. “Nice to see that pretty face of yours wasn’t damaged.”

“Shut up! Focus on yourself!” You yelled at him as you struggled to apply pressure to his severed arm.

“Appreciate the effort sweetheart, but it’s not this injury that’s gonna kill me.” You realized that the poison was still ravaging his body.

“Shit! I forgot my medicines back home. If only I would’ve brought them none of this would’ve-!” A small tap to your shoulder averted your attention from the sound hashira to the young kamado girl that now sat beside you.

She gently pressed her hand against Uzui before… SETTING HIM ON FIRE?! You and all of Tengen’s wives screamed in horror as you watched the older man being engulfed in pink flames. Makio, Hinatsuru, and Suma bickered amongst themselves as they yelled at Nezuko, but you focused on how Tengen’s once purple skin now began to clear.

You sat amazed as you watched Uzui heal from what was once a deadly venom.

Tengen slowly turned to you and smiled. “I guess I’m so flashy, even death can’t beat me.”

You wept as you tackled the larger man into your embrace, the others watching with endearment as the sound hashira held you. “Don’t scare me like that you asshole.” Uzui simply laughed as he wiped your tears.

“What do ya say we get out of here?” He announced to his wives as they, alongside you, helped him get up and walk away.

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You very carefully worked on reapplying the sound hashira’s bandages as he carefully held you in his lap.

“You’re really cute when you’re all focused like that.” Tengen commented once you finished wrapping him up.

“Shut up.” You walked away from him as you worked on reorganizing your ointments and medicines. Uzui chuckled to himself as he lovingly watched you work.

“Hey (M/n)?” Tengen called out which caused you to turn to face him. “Yes?” He beckoned you to come closer to him, and you obliged. Adjusting yourself to sit in his lap. “Why don’t you come and live here with us?” He offered. “What do you mean?” You looked up at him, confused as to what his true intentions were. “Will you allow me to court you and become my husband? I could use another man around the house to balance things out ya know?” He smiled gently at you.

You slowly moved off him as you attempted to put some space between you. “Is something wrong?” Tengen shot you a concerned look, looking shocked when you rejected his attempt to hold your hand. “I-I’m not- I can’t… I still…” Tengen grasped your hand. “It’s alright (M/n). I understand.” He rubbed your knuckles lovingly. “I’m sorry-“ “Don’t be.” He cut you off. “You have no reason to explain yourself.” He knew your heart still belonged to Kyojuro and he respected that. You two sat in a comfortable silence as you slowly allowed yourself to return to sit in Tengen’s lap.

“My heart still isn’t ready to move on, but I promise you, the day it is, it’ll be yours.” You looked up at him. “And I’ll be more than happy to accept it.” He brought your hand to his lips and pressed a sweet kiss to your knuckles.

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It all moved entirely too fast.

One day you were enjoying a day out on the town with Uzui and his wives, and now you watched as the demon who killed Kyojuro faded into dust.

“We did (M/n).” Tanjiro wept as he attempted to apply pressure to the wound in your stomach. “You did it.”

You smiled and coughed up blood. “You’re not injured are you?” You looked up at the scarred boy.

“No sir.” He wiped some tears from his face. “I’m glad.” You breathed deeply before realizing one of your lungs must’ve been punctured as you struggled with something as simple as that.

“You should be worried about yourself. You’re in two pieces.” Tomioka quietly stated as his sat down beside you.

“I’ll be alright.” You felt your eyelids slowly become heavier and heavier with each blink of your eyes. “Stop with this nonsense Mr. (M/n)! You’re going to die soon! Please speak with some urgency!” Tanjiro cried out. You simply chuckled and reached up to cup his face. “Why should I be sad? The killer of my lover has been killed by my efforts and now I’m presented with the opportunity to see Kyojuro again. I have no reason to be upset. In fact… I’m rather relieved. So please, don’t mourn me. Who knows how many lives I have helped to save by ridding the world of that demon. I will go on with no regrets in this world.” You explained, watching as both men before you accepted your death.

“Tanjiro, please tell Senjuro I’m sorry to give him another loss, but please assure him I will be watching over him. Me and Kyojuro both will be excited to see the great man he becomes.” Your breaths started to become much shallower. “And for Mr. Uzui, please tell him I apologize I couldn’t give him my heart, but that I will cherish all the love he still gave me in spite of my inability to do so.” Tanjiro became more panicked as he realized your heart beat was slowing down. “Please, save your breath-“ Tomioka covered his mouth, allowing you to continue. “And for you both, go out there and save the world. I’ll be cheering you on.” You shut your eyes. “Set your heart ablaze.”

And just like that, you were gone…

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You awoke in a grassy field. The sun was bright and wind was warm, feeing almost as if it was pressing kissed against your skin every time it passed by. The tall reeds swayed in the blowing wind and brushed against your legs, slightly tickling you. Everything was perfect.

“I’m proud of you!” A familiar voice boomed through the air.

You slowly turned around as you laid your eyes on the man you have longed to see ever since that faithful night…

“K-Kyojuro…?”

“It’s me (M/n).” He smiled to you and opened his arms.

Your eyes rang and your breath hitched. It couldn’t be…?

Your shock was short-lived as you rushed towards him, immediately landing in his arms and tackling him to the soft grass. His body was as warm as you remembered. His arms immediately resting at your waist, just like he used to. His scent was as vibrant as you recalled.

It was him.

He was here.

With you.

“Where are we?” You looked around you. While it was peaceful, it was not where you recalled ever visiting.

“We’re in heaven love.” Kyojuro stated as he ran his fingers through your hair.

“Ah, I guess I died during that battle against Akaza.” The former flame hashira nodded as he held you close to him.

“No matter how you got here, you did amazing!” He smiled brightly at you, causing your heart to skip a beat. “And now we’ll never be separated again!”

You smiled back at him.

Sure, nothing has gone how you would prefer it to, but life has a way of subverting expectations, yet somehow managing to give you everything you wanted.

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Note(s): I wasn’t planning on making a part 2 to the original fic, but I had a sudden urge to write a bittersweet ending and immediately got to writing. I apologize if it’s too choppy, but I didn’t want it to be crazy long and a lot of what I originally planned was really just filler lol. Anyways, I hope you enjoy and have a great day/night!

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xuzuitengenx · 10 months

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Sub!Kyojuro Rengoku x Top!Male Reader NSFW Oneshot (Wattpad)

Title: "The Loudest."

Genre—NSFW

AU—Modern AU

Quick Info: Uzui and his wives are neighbors with Rengoku and Y/N

Warning(s): EXPLICIT WORDS, Oversimulation, Riding, Praising, Handjob

[A/N]: I wrote this at like 2-3am— Sorry for any misspelled words or bad grammar :)

"Tengen-Sama!"

"mm? What..?" Uzui sleepy answers as one of his wives called to him.

"Oi! Tengen-Sama!!"

"Hmm? Yeah..?"

"TENGEN-SAMA!!" All the wives yelled at their sleeping husband who woke up and sat up in bed.

"WHAT?" Uzui looked at his wives as they were also sitting up on their huge bed.

"Ah.. They are at it..again.." Suma meekly says as the other two wives nods.

Uzui looks at her in a questioning look before he hears muffled loud moans/groans and bangs from the constantly moving bed hitting the wall.

Uzui groaned tiredly as he quickly grew annoyed.

This isn't the first time that Uzui and his wives' sleep has been interrupted by their neighbors aka their best friends.

"God.. Do they really have to fuck every night?" Uzui mumbled to himself as he got off his luxurious bed with his wives on it.

Getting out of his home with his flamboyant fluffy slippers and went over to his neighbors'.

As he got over, he pounded at the door like a tired old lady before he heard running footsteps from the other side becoming louder and louder.

The door soon opened up, revealing a heavy breathing (H/C) hair male who was just wearing boxers and a T-shirt which was backwards while also inside-out, showing the tag of the shirt.

"Oh, hey there.. You need something?" The male asked, leaning against the door frame as Uzui glared at him.

"Yeah. I need you to shut the fuck up. All I ask which I ask EVERY night is peaceful quiet for 8 hours, Y/N!" Uzui huffed with his arms crossed.

"Alright, Alright." Y/N says and nods in agreement.

Uzui groans and walks away to his home.

Y/N closed the door and locked it. Running back to his bedroom where his lover was waiting for him.

Walking into the bedroom, he was right.

His lover, Kyojuro, who was so out of character as he laid naked in their messy bed.

He had flushed cheeks as his mouth was slightly open letting out soft pants and slight drool dripping from his lips, his eyes filled with lust and small tears and his body littered with both new and old marks made by Y/N.

Y/N didn't waste time and took off his shirt and boxers. He quickly got on the bed and in between Kyojuro's thick thighs which was also had marks on them.

Kyojuro's hands found their way onto Y/N's cheeks and brought his face down to his own and kissed him. Y/N couldn't resist kissing him back and his hands went on Kyojuro's hips.

The kiss gotten more heated as their tongues got involved. Hips started to grind against each other and low, muffled moans came from the two.

Kyojuro and M/N broke their heated kiss, lips still lightly connected and Kyojuro moved his hands from Y/N's face to his neck.

"Are you ready to continue on, my love?" Y/N whispered against Kyojuro's pink lips. A low hum came from Kyojuro and a soft 'yes' was heard after.

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"Mmm~! A-ah~!!"

As the bed continues to roughly hit the wall repeatedly, Y/N had Kyojuro on all fours while he thrusted into Kyojuro harshly, receiving loud moans from Kyojuro who's voice was breaking and body trembling.

Y/N watched underneath him as Kyojuro's back arched and him clawing the sheets that were under him.

Smirking at the sight, Y/N thought to overstimulate Kyojuro which he did by removing his one of his hands from Kyojuro's hips and went for his cock that was dripping pre-cum, wanting a release real bad.

He was quick to start giving Kyojuro a handjob as he was still thrusting into Kyojuro. Kyojuro whined loudly when he felt Y/N's warm hand on his cock giving him a handjob which was making him lose his mind.

Now feeling himself coming closer to his climax, his moans became more frequently and his body failing to keep him up on all fours from the trembling and overwhelming pleasure that he was receiving.

Y/N seemed to read his mind by suddenly pulling out and finally letting go of Kyojuro's cock, giving Kyojuro a moment to breathe before the hands on his hips turned him around onto his back, facing his lover who moved between his legs once again.

"Fuck, you're so cute, Kyo~" Y/N complemented, making the heavy breathing Kyojuro looked away, fluster at the complement and the nickname.

Y/N chuckled at this and went down to kiss Kyojuro's red cheek before softly grabbing his chin, making his face turn facing Y/N's.

Y/N laid a tender kiss on Kyojuro's lips. Kyojuro returned the kiss immediately as his legs wraps around Y/N's waist.

As the kiss continued, Kyojuro let out a muffled gasp when he felt Y/N's tip against his entrance. Kyojuro slowly broke the tender kiss before unexpectedly pushed Y/N onto the side, making Y/N lay on his back and Kyojuro sitting on top of him.

Y/N was slighty shocked at the sudden turn but the flustered Kyojuro continued on.

"Let me.. take over.." Kyojuro says as his voice was raspy and low due to the loud moaning and whines.

Kyojuro put one of his hand on Y/N's chest as he looked behind him, seeing Y/N's erected cock that was close to his ass. He took Y/N's cock and pressed it against his entrance, making him shuddered softly before setting himself down slowly on Y/N's cock.

The two of them moaned at the insertion. Y/N's hands now on Kyojuro's hips and when Kyojuro no longer needed his hand to direct, putting both his hands on Y/N's chest.

Once Y/N was fully inside, Kyojuro started to move by slowly bouncing, airy moans leaving his mouth as his eyes were closed.

Y/N moans as Kyojuro was riding him. He soon felt Kyojuro's bouncing sped up, increasing their pleasurable noises louder.

Y/N watches as Kyojuro continued to fuck himself on Y/N's cock, loving how he gets to see this side of him. How needy and lewd he was.

"Ah~! Ah~! N-nghh~!" Kyojuro's loud moans kept erupting from him.

Y/N soon felt Kyojuro's body tremble on top of him and his bouncing slowing down a bit. Kyojuro's thighs were probably giving up on him which made Y/N thrusted upwards.

Kyojuro let out a loud mewl as he felt Y/N's sudden thrust. "Haa~!! I-I'm Ah~! God~!" Kyojuro moans, his head thrown back as he was close to cummimg while so was Y/N who was also close too.

Kyojuro continues his bouncing for a little longer and then soon, letting out a high pitched whine while he came on top of Y/N's chest and Y/N, cumming with a groan when Kyojuro tightens around him during his orgasm.

Heavy breathing were heard from the couple as Kyojuro got off of Y/N and laid down on the bed besides Y/N, exhausted.

Y/N was exhausted too but he still got off the bed and went to the bathroom to start a warm bath since he knows how Kyojuro isn't a fan sleeping covered in sweat and cum.

After the bath was done, he went back into the bedroom which he saw Kyojuro on the phone as he was now sitting up. When Y/N got closer, he soon heard the boomimg voice of Tengen on the other side, yelling at probably the noise.

Y/N sat on the bed next to Kyojuro who looked at him. Y/N signaled to hand the phone to him which Kyojuro did.

"I SWEAR TO GOD, I WILL KILL YOUR STUPID HUSBAND OF YOURS AND-"

"Sorry, Tengenn~ It won't happen again tomorrow now good nighttt~" Y/N says with a teasing tone before hanging up.

"I don't get the problem- This is payback for when we couldn't sleep because of him and his wives. Now, you're ready for your bath, Kyo?"

Looking at Kyojuro, he saw Kyojuro's smile and then a small laugh from Kyojuro, Y/N couldn't help but to laugh softly. He truly loved Kyojuro's laugh and his smile.

"Yes, I am, Y/N!" Kyojuro excited for the warm bath.

"Great, now hold on!" Y/N says as he went to put up Kyojuro in a bridal way.

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"I'M GOING TO KILL THAT BASTARD!! HE ALWAYS SAYS TOMORROW BUT GUESS WHAT- HE NEVER DOES!!"

While Tengen continues his complaints, his wives sighed at their husband while he is being the loudest at the moment.

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