#akaza x reader smut

[doumadono]

Upper Moons 1-3 & submissive s/o - NSFW headcanons

Requested by: anonymous

MASTERLIST

Akaza

Witnessing his significant other in lingerie would swiftly provoke Akaza's transformation into a more dominant figure within the confines of the bedroom. The mere sight would ignite an intense flame within him, prompting Akaza to initiate with gradual and tender actions, consisting of gentle caresses and delicate kisses

Initially, he experienced significant unease, concerned that he might be pressuring his significant other into a submissive role and worried that there were certain actions he shouldn't take. However, after you clarified your desires and expressed how genuinely thrilled it made you, his apprehension transformed into excitement

Akaza would have a daddy kink for sure. Call him daddy once and it would instantly transform sex from vanilla to dominant. His fingers lightly caressing your backside before he spanks your ass harshly. “Are you going to be a good girl for daddy?”

Demanding you get onto your knees to suck his dick, he's gently intertwining his fingers in your hair, he delicately adjusts the angle of your head as he face-fucks you; the sound of you gagging around his dick would really spur him on

Akaza would definitely catch you off guard by grabbing your wrists in his hands and holding them above your head/behind your body. Tying you up would be one of his biggest kinks

The noises his s/o makes would really excite him as he teases your body. Akaza's primary motivation for enjoying a dominant position lies in the significant ego boost he experiences while observing you struggle beneath him

If Akaza was being excessively rough with his s/o, he would still take measures to ensure their well-being. He would occasionally squeeze your hips in a reassuring manner, checking for any signs of pain or concern through eye contact

Kokushibo

Kokushibo's vulgar discourse would undoubtedly be characterized by its ruthlessly crude nature. “Is that all you can handle, Y/N? I think you can take more than that.” or “Look at your wet pussy, is that for me?”

In an intimate moment with Kokushibo, he prefers to maintain eye contact. If you were to avert your gaze or close your eyes, he might respond by pausing or adjusting the pace, emphasizing the importance of maintaining that connection. “Look at me, babygirl.” This reason is why he wouldn’t be into blindfolds. Observing your eyes as you reach climax is undeniably alluring

Kokushibo's inclinations would lean towards the practice of edging, finding pleasure in the tantalizing art of delaying gratification. This demon, known for his unwavering pursuit of power and pleasure, would likely derive immense satisfaction from testing the limits of his s/o. “Not yet, princess. Do you think you deserve to come? Beg for it.”

Kokushibo would catch you by surprise when he thrusts back into you, starting a harsh pace as he rubs quick circles around your clit to try and get you to climax faster. “Come for me, Y/N.” The sound of his deep voice adding to the sensation as your climax washes over you

Kokushibo, being dominant, prioritizes ensuring his partner's pleasure by focusing on multiple orgasms. He doesn't give you a chance to settle down after your first climax, relentlessly pursuing a second one for you

His favourite place to come is inside you. He would bite down on your neck as he fucks you, his orgasm approaching

Douma

Challenging or responding with sass to Douma would often lead to him asserting his dominance swiftly. It wouldn't take long for him to take control, leaving little room for defiance

Douma possesses captivating and intense eyes, and engaging in eye contact with his s/o is one of the most exhilarating aspects of his dominance in the bedroom. It's a powerful and swift method for arousing his partner, and he's well aware of its effectiveness. Moreover, the act of maintaining eye contact significantly arouses Douma himself, adding to the mutual excitement between them

He takes immense pleasure in undressing his s/o, relishing the captivating view of you standing bare before him while he remains mostly clothed. Douma's hands glide across your entire form, delicately tracing each curve

One of his favourite things to do would be to tie his s/o up and/or blindfold you. When you're blindfolded, your other senses become more acute and sensitive and Douma loves running his hands along your body while you’re blindfolded, randomly licking or sucking exposed parts of your skin

Douma finds great delight in teasing his s/o on numerous occasions. He takes pleasure in playfully taunting you, often with a mischievous smirk adorning his face. Douma's teasing nature is fueled by a combination of genuine affection and a desire to provoke entertaining reactions from his partner. His remarks can range from playful banter to more provocative teasing, carefully testing your limits and pushing your buttons in a calculated manner

Expect edging or orgasm denial - partly because he enjoys watching his s/o squirm in ecstasy beneath him, relishing the pleasure they experience. Consequently, he's determined to prolong the intimate moments and not let them come to an end too quickly

Giving his s/o oral is one of Douma's favourite things to do. The way you moan and buck your hips underneath him as he licks your slit, sucking your clit into his mouth - it's driving him nuts

He’ll definitely make you beg before penetrating you, adding to his love for being the dominant one. “Tell me what you want, princess. Use your words."

When Douma is fucking his s/o, he’ll maintain eye contact but will also over-stimulate you by rubbing your clit. "That's my little lotus, I know you can take it, just relax."

Douma appreciates moments of physical closeness and intimacy, but he may not seek out cuddling immediately after sex. While he may not engage in traditional cuddling, he expresses his affection and care for his partner through other means - this could include gentle touches and whispers of affection

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[tiza0925]

Sleepy | 18+

Warnings/Tags: NSFW, Explicit Sexual Content, Vaginal Sex, Female Reader, Demon Sex, Creampie, Praise Kink, Top!Akaza, Consensual Somnophilia, Sleepy sex, Oral Sex (female receiving)

Pairing: Demon!Akaza x Female Reader

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Akaza sighs as he goes down on his knees, causing the mattress to dip beneath you, and his hands come up to hold onto your waist. 

He’s been visiting you at night more often lately. 

Sometimes you’re awake—ready and waiting for him. 

But sometimes—just like tonight—you’re asleep. 

But you honestly did try to wait for him tonight. 

You look forward to your encounters with him—which is absurd, considering you’re the one who should be trying to kill him since he’s a demon. 

One of the Upper Moons. 

And you’re a Hashira. 

And yet here he is, in your bedroom, late at night, as you shift in your sleep—with Akaza knowing you wouldn’t even bother to try cutting his head off if you were awake. 

It’s an odd…situation you put yourself in. 

One that you know will get you in deep trouble with the Corps if they ever find out. 

But that never stopped you from letting this particular demon touch you. 

Or kiss you. 

Or fuck you. 

Akaza was too good with the words he’d say to you and how he touched you—and you’re only a human after all. 

One that would merely melt under Akaza’s touches alone. 

You let out a small sigh as your closed lids flutter, still fast asleep, and Akaza runs his thumbs in circles over the exposed skin of your stomach—watching you with a fond gaze. 

“Must be a nice dream,” He mutters to himself as he leans down to inhale your scent he puts his head in between your neck and shoulder, and he exhales with a satisfied hum. 

It’s the one thing he finds himself looking forward to, now. 

To come here—entering your room through the window at night—and just feel you under the palms of his hand. 

It’s insane. 

Stupid and irrational. 

And yet Akaza never tried to kill you to stop this—whatever this is—between you two. 

He gives the side of your neck a long, wide, and hot glide of his tongue—savoring the taste of you that has him groaning softly—and one of his hands slides up and under your tank top to squeeze your supple breast. 

He feels you tense under his touches, but not enough to wake you up, allowing him to continue as he kisses down your neck and collarbone—and he pushes the rest of your tank top up to reveal your tits for his mouth to lavish on. 

If you were awake—he’d spend more time on this. 

Knowing just how much you love having your tits sucked on as he flicks the tip of his tongue against your nipple. 

But you’re not awake. 

And he’s feeling a little more needy tonight. 

Akaza is careful as he peels your pajama pants and panties down, revealing your glistening folds in the process—and god, it has Akaza’s head spinning and his mouth waters at the sight. 

“So wet for me, hm?” His voice is low, and quiet, as he goes down to greedily lick your pussy, feeling you jerk against him, and he grins with a breathy chuckle. “So responsive, even in your sleep.” 

It’s a little dangerous whenever he eats you out like this. 

Because of his fangs that occasionally prick you, and he can taste the little bits of your blood that mix on his tongue—

It tempts him. So fucking badly. 

But he never gives in. He never lets it get too far. 

He tries to focus more on how you respond so sleepily to the way his tongue licks your cunt, undulating against your clit, and pushing it inside you as far as he can. 

He focuses on sucking on your pussy folds until he has saliva dripping down the corners of his mouth, and making a mess out of you with how much of your juices are leaking onto his chin and bedsheet. 

He focuses on how hard his cock feels—and it’s nearly painful as it strains against his pants, making him groan against you as he thinks about sliding his thick cock inside you, knowing that you can never fit it all in one go. 

His jaw goes to work as his hands keep your thighs open while licking your clit over and over until he feels you responding more and more—a small indication that you’re slowly coming to awareness. 

“Is my little human awake, now?” He mumbles that against your cunt, and he gives your clit one last suckle before pulling off with a wet pop, watching you as your eyelashes flutter and you dazedly open your eyes. 

Everything feels like sludge to you, and you can barely comprehend what’s going on. 

You just feel hot and wet and so warm inside your body—it takes a little longer than it should have for you to notice that Akaza is there, staring down at you with a wicked little smirk. 

“…’Kaza?” You mumble sleepily, not a bone in your body is on alert even though one of the top three strongest Upper Moons has you in an extremely vulnerable spot. 

And that, in itself, should be alarming. 

But it isn’t. 

It never is when it’s with Akaza. 

You hear Akaza mutter something—but you can’t tell what it is because of how sleepy you are and how far behind your mind feels. 

But the next thing you feel is him shifting to lay beside you, with warm and rough hands holding onto your waist and legs to roll you onto your side—and hot lips caresses your ear. 

“Don’t worry, you just lay here and be a good girl for me,” Akaza murmurs against your ear, causing you to shiver, and you want to say more but—

You simply nod instead, feeling sleep trying to tug at you again, and you do as you’re told as you let Akaza handle you as he pulls your back flush against his chest—and one of his hands slides behind your thigh as he grabs on to lift your leg. 

“Take it all for me, okay?” He says that so sweetly as he guides the tip of his cock against your sopping hole, slapping your pussy with his dick a few times and making these wet sounds before he begins to slowly push in—kissing your neck as you whine with how insanely stretched out you feel already. 

“There we go, you take me so well,” He’s only halfway in and you already feel like you might die—feeling suffocated with how deep he feels in your guts. “You feel so tight, baby.” 

Your eyes are droopy, you feel so tired and your limbs are limp, that all you can do is try to sluggishly reach back with one arm to hold onto Akaza’s hair, gasping and moaning quietly as he rocks his hips against yours—making you feel every inch of him as his dick slides further inside you. 

And Akaza fucks you nice and deep and slow, making your pussy drool all over his dick as he hits your g-spot with every roll of his hips, causing the buzzing pleasure between your thighs grow so thick and hot that you have to bury your head into the pillow, muffling your cries as Akaza makes you cum more than once—your orgasm throbbing through you. 

He fucks you through it all—his grip on your waist like iron to hold you in place—his dick coming out slick with your arousal every time he pulls out, only for him to push it back and make your fluids gush out, grinding his fat cock inside you until your lashes are coated with tears and you can’t take it anymore. 

And Akaza leaves you that night like how he always does—

A tummy full of his cum, pussy sore and pulsing as you lay in the sheets that you know will need a good cleaning the morning after. 

He leaves you with the softest kiss on the lips—a promise for a next time—and a blanket thrown over you as he leaves the same way he came in. 

And that night you sleep soundly, uncaring of how messy you are, feeling elated and at ease—all because of the very person that can easily get you banished from the Corps. 

But that’s a worry for the future. 

End.

Masterpost

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[mysicklove]

𝐌𝐘 𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑

Pairing: Sub! Akaza x Dom! Gn! Reader

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: Humping/grinding, wet dreams, master/servant play, cursing, akaza being the loml

A/N: i wrote this at 2 am on my phone, so its poorly done considering my other fics. but whatever LOL it needs to be out publicly.

“Akaza stop it," You murmur, uselessly trying to push him off of you.

He kisses your neck, licking and biting at the flesh while on top of you. The request is ignored and his mouth work continues downward, eyes mischievous and mouth open in a small grin.

“Akaza.”

“Please?” he mumbles, now working his way toward your chest. He straddles your leg, dressed only in his sleep attire, and begins to grind down on you.

A sigh leaves your lips, and your hands make their way to his hair. He seems to purr at the affection, leaning into the warm touch. “It’s 3 am. We have to wake up early tomo—today.”

He seems to tune you out, focusing on the task at hand. His grinding is slow but he puts his entire weight into it. You can feel how hard he is through the thin cloth. He uses one arm to pick up your leg so it gives him easier access. “I had a dream.”

“A wet one? What are you a teenager?”

He ignores you, his mouth now over your chest, licking at the nub desperately. His hands roam your body desperately like he wants to feel every inch as quickly as he can. You feel himself begin to drip pre onto your upper leg. “I was your servant and you, my master”

You glance at him, now intrigued. He pauses his movements, and waits for your response, slightly nervous. “Yeah?”

He reaches over and plays with your other nipple, relaxing his body and letting some of his weight rest on you. “Mhm. Was responsible for serving you, treating your every need. It was my duty to make you happy.”

“Not so different than now, hm?” you tease, and he laughs gently against your skin, but nods. It was true, he always loved to treat you well.

You watch the shadow of his hand take off his pants. His dick now bare and fully grinding on you.

“F-fuck. Yeah,” he groans, grabbing onto your hand. “B-But. one night it was different. You came home, and I waited for you in your chambers like usual. You were angry. I don’t remember why, but you were always so kind to me and I was afraid I did something wrong.”

“You would never do anything wrong, my love,” you croon, and he preens at the praise, rubbing his face into your skin.

Pants leave his mouth and he changed the movements of his humping. It’s now more frantic, and he lets out loose groans. “But then....Can you move your leg, please? Thank you. Th-Thank you. You pushed me onto the bed and kissed me. Took off my clothes, even when I was scared of getting caught. I wasn’t supposed to be with someone like you.”

The thought makes you a little sad, so you lean forward to press a kiss to his lips. He eagerly takes it in, gently grabbing onto your hair to pull you closer. He whines into your mouth, tongue dragging along your walls.

He wants to finish the story before he cums, so he pulls away, his lips stained with saliva and eyes now hazy. He goes back to slow grinding, afraid of cumming too fast, but still, it makes his eyes roll back.

“Y-you told me that you wanted to—to oh fuck. To serve me for a change. I didn’t have room to protest. How could I? I was yours to command, to fulfill every need. So I let you. You…mhmmm…Fucked me, and praised me the entire time. Felt good. So so good, your lips found their way to every inch of my body and your fingers touched me in places I never thought they would. Y-You served me, worshiped me, and I loved it.”

You giggle into the darkness, now completely awake. He whimpers in embarrassment and buries his head into your neck to try to hide himself.

You flip him over, and dig your knee into his cock. His mouth flies open and his back arches off the sheets at the sheer force of it. You pin his hands above his head and run your tongue up his neck. He shivers under your hold. “Wanna recreate the dream?”

He nods his head slowly and bites back a whine at the tone. His ears burn in embarrassment, as they always do. “Wanna be my master, Akaza?”

His eyes shoot open, and you press down harder, grinding your skin against his groin. He grips you and moans, high in pitch. “That’s not—“

“If i am to be your servant, what does that make you, my pretty boy?”

He falters for a second, his eyes furrowing adorably. Once coming to a decision, he looks away and nods slightly into the pillow. “Y-Your master.”

you grin at him, and he unconsciously begins to hump up and on your leg. “Then what does my master want?” you whisper into his ear, gently nibbling on the lobe. you were right, they were burning up.

“T-to cum. Please.” You reach your hand down to his cock and begin to pump it. he gasps and struggles under your hands, adjusting to the increased pleasure.

Tears begin to pick at his eyes and he is clenching his teeth. “Ff course. Anything to please you.”

The words make his head woozy and he’s nodding helplessly into the night, loving the amount of attention.

You let go of his hands, but he continues to hold them above his head. He was trained to not move without permission and you hold back a coo. Instead, you reach your hands up and down his body. “So pretty. I’m so lucky to serve someone like you.”

He gulps and shuts his eyes. “Th-Thank you.”

The sound of your pumping has gotten louder with the increased amounts of pre cum leaking, serving as makeshift lube. He’s getting close, it was easy to tell. “Can you cum for me, master? Please, as a lowly servant, I’m begging for you to cum.”

He gets lost in the headspace, nodding slowly, his hands twitching from above him. The pressure begins to build up and he is whining for release. “Yes. Of course. Of course. I'm gonna cum!”

You kiss the space below his ears and he withers under you. His hands clutch at the pillows and his back arches completely. He lets out a shaky, “f-fuck.” before blowing his load onto his toned stomach. It comes out in quick spurts and he’s shaking profusely, random muscles contracting to take in it all.

You, of course, are coaxing him through it with, “So pretty. I’m so honored.” and “Does it feel good, master?” which only makes it more intense for him.

When he comes down from his high, he heaves for a breath and feels his eyes begin to shut. It’s almost 4 am and he needs to sleep. You take notice of this, and with a small sigh quickly grab a cloth to wipe him up before laying down next to him.

He pulls his face into the crook of your neck and lets out a small, but content groan.

You smile into the darkness. "Did i serve you well, master?”

His body tightens up immediately and he lets out a shaky whine. “Please don’t call me that. So embarrassing.”

You run your fingers through his hair and whisper into his ear. “Yeah? Then why are you hard again?” he grips onto you again, from both embarrassment and arousal.

But you were right. He begins to grind himself against your leg.

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[confessioncassette]

𝐁𝐞 𝐌𝐲 𝐆𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 - 𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐦𝐚 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐳𝐚

𝟏𝟖+. 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭.

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : 𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐳𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐮𝐦𝐚'𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩, 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐞

𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : 𝐝𝐮𝐛 𝐜𝐨𝐧, 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐜𝐨𝐧? 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐩𝐢𝐞, 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 : 𝟑.𝟕𝐤

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 : 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟

The last thing Akaza wanted to do was meet with Douma, but it was needed. After years of searching, he had finally come across information regarding the Blue Spider Lily. And as aggravating as it is, Akaza came to the conclusion that he needed Douma’s help. After all, Muzan hasn’t let up on updates in regards to the flower. It’s just the best option. 

Seeing Douma was already enough - an insufferable headache, but seeing you would be an entirely different feeling. Two things stand in Akaza’s way tonight. 

You, who’s been degraded simply as a toy. A “prized possession.” And the Upper Moon 2. 

It’s not that you had the choice of being held captive like this, Akaza knows. Douma doesn’t usually open his arms to humans as he thrives on feasting on the desperate, using them for money and food. He’s never shed an ounce of care to anyone, until you. And Akaza knows why, he sees it. 

To his disdain, Akaza has known you for a little over a year now. However, it’s been quite inevitable to pay a visit to Douma’s often due to Muzan’s orders. 

And with that, he can see how special you are in the little time he’s been around you. How soft your skin looks, the way you shy away from Douma’s touch, your pleading eyes every time he needs to stop by Eternal Paradise. At first, Akaza thought you’d be a meal the Upper 2 is saving to ripen up for the right moment, but after a few visits, he could see the demon has taken a liking to you. 

You never say much, though, and that unknowingly opened a door of curiosity to Akaza. So, he began watching you closely during his visits. 

It turns out that it’s a shame, a disgrace, how Douma treats you - having you wait on his beck and call - treating you like a doll. A disgrace how Douma dresses you everyday, forces a spoon to your mouth every meal, speak when spoken to… The bastard has you right at his hip everywhere he goes but as soon as he needs to attend business with Muzan, he resorts to chaining you up. Akaza isn’t surprised by the demon’s behavior, he’s used to Douma being a scumbag, but he can’t help the thought of how you feel. How you got sucked into all of this and just accept the treatment given to you. 

Because Akaza can recall more than once how many times he's walked in on you bent over the bed, Douma roughly pulling at your hair to keep your head up, or a hand wrapped around your pretty throat, your mouth filled with Douma’s cock, you completely naked straddled over the demon being split over his cock while hes fully dressed - you name it. All while the Upper moon smiles sadistically at your scrunched up face, cooing in your ear. 

If Akaza could somehow voice his thoughts, Douma would disagree with the perception of rough treatment. He feeds you, clothes you, has given you a title in Eternal Paradise… you’ve gotten anything you’ve ever wanted and more. What's so bad about that? You’ve never back talked or tried to escape. He’s given you the life he thinks you deserve. He just simply adores you. 

And Akaza’s the only other demon who knows that an Upper Moon has taken a human for pleasure other than killing. In a fucked up way, he choses to. Douma keeps his secrets, so he will keep Douma’s. Especially if it means that you’ll be kept around long enough.

Akaza doesn't make a sound when he walks through the forest leading up to Eternal Paradise, the sky pitch black as the moon shines through the trees. He’s quick when jumping up, running across the roof of the mansion leading up to Douma’s room. 

-

It’s a routine night for you and Douma and the last member of Paradise had just left. Your head lays across his thigh as he sits upright in his throne. The room is dim and quiet as the candle lights flicker. He likes this time alone with you, as today was very busy for him. You don’t dare move a muscle until he says so, so you lay there peacefully as his fingers shift through your hair over and over, petting you gently while he hums a lullaby.

Every night ends like this after the last person stumbles through the door pleading for Lord Douma to help them. As always, he is more than happy to give them a home here at his paradise. He clothes them, feeds them and many work around the palace to tend to the gardens and clean. People seem to have a very fulfilling life here when they are at their lowest. And so it seems that after a certain amount of time, they leave. You believe Lord Douma helps led these people back on the right path in life. 

But for you, you have a different role here. And that’s why you can’t view the gardens, you can’t chat with the members of paradise. You’re bound to the Lord - to never escape his sight. 

Hearing a soft thump disrupts the silence. You look towards the open balcony, careful not to move your head on Douma’s lap. As the curtains flow with the gentle breeze, you can make out Akaza’s figure illuminated by the moon standing still between the balcony doors. 

“Ahh, Lord Akaza!” Douma greets, but his hand does not falter from petting you. “What a lovely night isn’t it? Not a cloud in the sky, you can see all the stars tonight!” 

You can see Akaza’s muscles tense as he steps in the room, his hands clenched and glued by his sides. When Lord Akaza shows up, he always seems like he’s holding back. You can see the hatred in his eyes and the way he stills when talking, yet he still visits the Lord. You’ve grown to drown out the conversations they have, and you really don’t know who the tattooed man is other than his name, but you can decipher these meetings and all the names you hear are tied to Douma’s sanctuary. 

“I’ve come to discuss the Blue Spider Lily.” 

“Why don’t you come make yourself comfortable, Lord Akaza? I haven’t seen you in a while, I’ve started to worry.” Douma’s cheerful voice fills the room. 

Akaza stands for a moment as he scans the room before his golden eyes land on you. 

“Come here old friend! Don’t be shy.”

The tattooed man thinks for a moment and without saying a word, he takes a seat in front of you and Douma on the floor before the throne. Usually he wouldn’t do this. In all honesty, in the back of his brain, he is disgusted with himself for showing such willingness to the bastard. He’d never shown an ounce of respect towards the Upper 2, but the way your eyes follow his every move intrigues him. His body moves without thought. He needs to see you up close. 

“I’ve overheard some information about the flower Lord Muzan has been searching for and-”

“Ya, ya!” The hand that's been petting you throws up in the air, waving off Akaza’s words. “I don’t want to discuss work, I’ve been working all day-” he pouts, “what have you been up to? Tell me something new, dearest friend.”

You're so close to the Upper 3, that when he gets cut off you can see clearly how his eye twitches in irritation. You can’t count it, but a long moment of silence thickens the room. 

“Ahh, my comrade, no need to scowl. You never smile! I just want to have a nice conversation. You don’t know how exhausting people can be, always telling us such negative things. Such a long day for me and my darling, you know? It’s nice to see such a familiar face, isn’t it my dear?” 

You nod against Douma’s lap as Akaza’s eyes find yours. “Yes, Lord Founder.” 

“Ah my sweet, you know not to call me that in front of friends! Work is over now.” 

“Yes, Douma.” You comply, and Akaza’s heart pings through his chest, gritting his teeth watching you obey the bastard without a thought in your mind. Douma notices this. 

“Isn’t she beautiful?” A hand brushes your cheek to cup your jawline, “just the most beautiful thing in this world, right Akaza?” The white haired man hums.

The pair of golden eyes in the dimly lit room are unwavering, glued to yours as he sits silently. 

“C’mon Lord Akaza! Tell her she’s beautiful!” Douma persists. The hand over your jawline moves slightly, a finger grazes over your lips, asking politely to let it in. And you do. Your mouth drops slightly to cradle Doumas finger with your tongue, sucking down when he pushes in more. 

The Upper 3 swallows thickly, and you can see his chest rise and fall a little quicker now. 

“Yes,” his response is airy.

Douma grins, keeping his eyes on Akaza - the man who refuses to take his gaze away from you.

“I see you, Akaza. I see it every time you visit.” A second finger gently pushes through your lips and presses down on your tongue, causing your mouth to drop open. Your saliva pools onto Doumas pants. Your body is trained by every touch the Lord makes, much to your dislike, but you can’t help how fat your body grows hot just from this.

“You can’t help but stare at her. She’s such a beauty, I don’t blame you one bit.”

Akaza straightens his back, taking his attention towards Douma. “Lord Muzan-”

Your moan interrupts his sentence. This is the second time he’s been interrupted, but it’s not as infuriating as the first. If anything, it spikes anxiety in his chest as his eyes are quick to look at you. 

Your face is flushed and your mouth is drooling all over Douma’s fingers, soaking his pants as he continues to push in and out of your lips. Looking down, Akaza can see Douma’s other hand playing with your breast over your dress, teasing and twisting your nipple as you squirm. 

Akaza pries his eyes away, forcing himself to come back down to reality. Before he could move to stand, Douma’s voice is low and soft as he asks.

“Would you like to have a go? She’d be happy to please our good friend, right darling?” You give a nod after a pause.

Akaza’s eyes widened, unsure from shock, from disgust or from… something else. 

There’s no way he’d stoop to this level, right? He sees the way you’re treated by this monster. He fucking hates the guy. Your delicate body getting abused by him, he can’t handle thinking about it. Douma repulses him. 

Douma is quick to hoist you between his legs, your back to his chest as his feet swoop over your ankles, causing your legs to stay wide open and in place. 

“Look, she’s not wearing anything under her dress! I keep her like this all the time. I can’t get enough. You’ll see why - Just look, look at how pretty her pussy is.” Douma voice sing-songs through the room again, happy as ever to persuade the other Upper Moon. 

“Fuck you.” Akaza stands quickly to leave. 

“Are you sure Akaza? Look at her, she’s so needy.” He pauses, “She needs you, see?” 

Douma’s hand slithers between your legs to rub your cunt a few times before spreading you open. You can’t help but buck your hips into his touch, your pussy getting slick with minimal effort. 

A soft smack to your cunt makes you jump. “Be good, darling.” Douma says lowly in your ear as a light warning. 

Fuck Douma. Akaza’s face is burning, his heart pounds loudly through his ears. He can’t do this. It’s not like he doesn’t want to, but he can’t do it like this. His mind races back and forth, does he want this? Fuck Douma. The throbbing in his pants says another thing. And, fuck, does he ache for you. He’s been hard since the moment he saw you tonight., of course he has. But now, he's painfully constricting his own pants. It’s hard to deny anyone in the room, including himself, that he doesn’t want this. Fuck Douma.

It's been a true battle deep within himself about how he feels towards you, towards Douma, towards the whole situation.

“C’mon comrade! I can hold her just like this and you can fuck her however you want! She’s so sweet- will let you do anything.” Douma presses a quick kiss to your temple. 

Akaza’s chest heaves deeply, his veins constrict as he stands there seething. His body is hot with hatred, but his blood feels like lava aching to touch you. 

He could show you what really feels good, not this sadistic shit Douma puts you through. Looking over his shoulder, his eyes meet yours. What he would do to see you come undone. He needs to see that fucked out face again, it’s burned in his memory. The only thing he can picture after all the times he’s walked in on you and Douma - you.

Akaza slowly turns back to face you both and you immediately see how hard he is through his pants. Precum is already leaking through the fabric as his cock is strained against it - he looks painfully hard. 

“C’mon Akaza, be my guest.” 

Like a moth to flame, Akaza mindlessly steps forward to kneel before your open legs. Saliva builds thickly in his mouth taking in the sight of your pretty cunt as Douma rubs little circles around your clit. 

Douma’s eyes are dark and wide, smiling ear to ear as he watches Akaza become entranced by you. But as soon as Akaza leans forward for a taste, Douma speaks up.

“No need to prep her Akaza, that’s for another time. I can see how you want to fuck her right now, why don’t you just do it?”

The tattooed man's teeth clench with the other’s words. Fuck Douma. 

Before Akaza makes a move, he looks up to your pleading eyes. You look so beautiful. 

Akaza pulls down his pants only to his thighs to free his aching cock before fingers are shoved forcefully in his mouth. 

“But I’ll let you taste her like this for now, isn’t she so sweet? Everything about her is fucking perfect dont you think?” Douma plunges his fingers, rolling around Akaza’s tongue so he can get a proper taste. 

For a second, he’s bewildered by Douma putting his hands on him, but that thought was flushed away when he tasted you on his tongue. And holy fuck did you taste like heaven. With fingers in his mouth, Akaza’s eyebrows furrowed as he jerks himself off to tasting you. 

“What do you say to our dearest friend, sweet girl?”

“P-please Lord Akaza, I want you inside me.” Your voice is needy. Your stomach bubbles with anticipation. Looking between your legs as Akaza jerks off you take a good look at what’s coming. He’s thick, thicker than your lord, but not as long. His head is agitated, red from throbbing and oozing in precum, slicking down with every stroke he makes. The sound of Douma’s fingers in his mouth mixed with slick clicking from him touching himself fill the room. 

The clicking noises get faster, golden eyes stare down between your legs as Douma plays with your went cunt before him. 

“Ah ah, Lord Akaza, slow down, you’ll want to save that. She’s so tight! She’ll suck you in so bad you don’t think you’ll ever get out!” 

And with that, Douma removes his fingers to lift your dress up all the way, revealing your stomach and breasts. Akaza’s body shakes with need, his eyes blown wide taking in the sight of your whole body. 

“Come on, comrade, she needs you. Look at how wet you got her!”

The next thing you feel is Akazas blunt head poke your clit, running his cock easily along your folds. The man lets out a staggered sigh, his eyes glued to the movement as his hand slithers under your knee and around your thigh. Blunt fingernails knead into your flesh as he rocks himself over your cunt. 

You’re unsure of how Douma wants you to perform. Butterflies fill your lower stomach, the heat is unbearable as you want to rock against the man too. The feeling of his cock dragging along your folds then his balls pressing against your opening makes you want to cry at how badly you want to come. With every drag away from you, your slick strings to his balls and it feels like a crime.

You look up to Douma with pleading eyes, unsure of what he wants. He’s never shared you with anyone. You’ve come to learn Douma is incredibly possessive of you. 

A sadistic, dark face is already staring down at you when you look up. Colorful eyes blown wide as his mouth is curled up in that creepy smile he does, the same exact face he makes when you cry, or gag or plead with him when he fucks you. 

It’s pure unhinged lust.

“Show him how good he’s making you feel.” 

This gives you the green light to buck your hips into Akaza, letting out a soft whimper. Your hips roll and grind into his cock back, making him groan. 

“You make her feel good, Akaza, look at how wet she is! Put it in, you’ll wanna see the face she makes, it’s like the gates of heaven. Like looking at a real life angel!”

Akaza’s blunt head slides down once more and meets his head to your opening, and without any warning, he presses in. 

“Holy fuck-” Akaza breathes. 

Your back arches away from Douma, your head falling back into his chest as your mouth lolls open. Akaza’s thickness stretches you out like nothing before, and you feel every inch of it. 

Hands come up to cup your cheeks, “Oh, sweet baby, look at you! Oh Lord Akaza, look at this face! So perfect.” 

Akaza is transfixed on your face. Tears swell at the corners of your eyes and fall, your lips open like this look so perfect, your furrowed eyebrows - its taking everything not to come right here and now. 

Akaza bottoms out. His balls press firmly against your ass. He can feel every quiver you make. 

“Look at him, look at how good your pussy is!” Doumas hands squeeze your cheeks to obey. You look up through thick lashes and tears to Akaza’s mouth slacked and eyes half lidded. To no warning, he pulls out and thrusts back into you. 

“Hmph!” You whimper with every stroke he gives you. 

Akaza cant control himself, no fucking way now. You’re so tight, sucking him in with every thrust and not letting go when he pulls back. You’re fucking pure sin. You really are an angel. 

“Tell her she's beautiful, Akaza.”

Without a thought in his mind he obeys breathlessly, “So fuckin’ beautiful- so pretty.’

“You hear that darling? You really are something! Grab her, fuck her faster, she likes that. Maybe you’ll get her to come! You wanna come?” A finger taps at your cheek and you nod. 

With every thrust, your head rubs up against Douma’s cock. It’s hard under his clothing and you can still feel the heat radiating, but he doesn’t seem like he wants to do anything about that. Douma is fully engaged in letting Akaza take you tonight. 

Akaza groans, picking up the pace. The squelching of wetness is hard to ignore with every movement. 

The Upper 3 moves his hands to grip at your hips, digging and bruising the flesh. His golden eyes fixated on every motion your body gives, from the bouncing of your tits, to the ripples of your skin. He won’t say it out loud, but you feel so fucking good. The way your body responds to him, the way your face is fucked out with peasure makes him think Douma is the luckiest fucking bastard. Anger bubbles in his stomach, but as soon as his eyes meet yours, it’s replaced by obsession.

You fuck back into Akaza, letting go of all inhibitions. You’re breathless now, feeling every inch of his cock pound into you as Douma holds you down for him to do so. Douma’s eyes watching every move of you both, completely enamored by the sight. 

Pleasure festers within you, and you turn into a blubbering mess. 

“Lord Akaza- feels so good- you feel s’good,” in which Akaza responds with pressing his weight into you deeper, fucking you deeper. He doesn’t give a fuck how close he is to Douma right now, he only cares about you. You cloud his vision.

Your vision gets hazy, seeing Akaza through heavy lidded eyes as you moan “going to-”

“Come baby. Come all over his cock, yeah? Keep going, Akaza, she’s so close! I can’t wait for you to see this!”

Your orgasm comes quickly, your walls twitch and tighten around his cock and your vision gets spotty. Your jaw slacks open, but your vision remains on him. Your hands come up to squeeze Akaza’s shoulders, scratching him deeply with your nails.

Akaza is breathless, his own orgasm quickly approaching. Without thinking, he leads into you to give a needy kiss. Your lips are hot, your face is wet from tears, but he doesn't care. He feels so fucking good right now. 

A desperate tongue forces past your lips, and you let him. His face and body press against you so hard that it's difficult to breathe. His lips suck on your tongue, his breath hot and fast as his fingers painfully dig into your sides. 

“Fill her up, Lord Akaza! Come inside her.” Douma insists, fingers now digging into your head, pressing you even further into the upper moon's kiss. 

Akaza sees white. Pushing as hard as he can, unknowingly crushing your body, he spills into your cunt. Groaning and shaking as he grinds into you, lips still glued to yours, shooting cum deep within you. 

A few moments pass before anyone moves again. Douma’s fingers shift to your sticky and sweaty hair now, brushing everything out of your face as Akaza lays on top of you, inhaling every scent he can. 

“Wonderful job! You both did amazing. My darling, you did so well.” He sings before placing a kiss on your forehead. 

He hums, “Now, what about that Blue Spider Lily?”

#akaza x reader #akaza x reader smut #douma x reader #douma x reader smut #kny smut #yandere douma #yandere akaza

[prettynice8]

Kinkmas Day 6: Size kink

Pairing: Akaza x male reader

This guy

Warnings: size kink DUH, swearing, sex, reader rides Akaza, pretty fluffy

Word count: 1,237

You were just relaxing in the comfort of your own home when you heard something open, then a cold breeze washed over you, causing a chill to run down your spine. Your body shot right up and OH MY GOD.

No I'm just fucking with you, it was just your big demon friend Akaza.

"Sorry, did I startle you?" He asked, noticing your body shooting up off of your couch. You breath rapidly, clutching your chest from the spook he gave you.

"Oh no, I'm fine." You said, clearly lying. His large body walks closer to you, and you feel a tingle down your neck every time he steps closer. You never get used to his large body, strong muscular arms and abs that he always shows off. His fluffy pink hair that you just yearn to run your hands through, his tattoos that you would love to chase the outlines of with your finger while he's sleeping off a night of heated passion and yes you were absolutely in love with him.

Obviously, he didn't know, though you weren't very secretive about it. Always staring at him a little too long and your touches a little too lasting. You were practically obsessed, and you never really knew if he felt the same way. I mean sure you catch him staring at you all the time, he also always stops over for seemingly no reason, and he cuddles you an awful lot, but that's just what friends do, right? And besides he had wife, but bi and pan people do exist. Huh.

Anygay, back to the his striking yellow eyes staring right into yours.

"You okay?" he questioned, breaking you out of your haze and returning all of your attention back on him.

"I'm swell." You replied, still caught in his large frame, like seriously this mother fucker DWARFS you. His biceps are practically the size of your head, oh and those abs. "So why are you here?" you asked, though you already kind of know, he's probably just here because he felt like it.

"Just felt like it." He answered. Yep, called it. For such an evil demon or whatever he sure is predictable. You plop a seat on the couch and pat the spot next to you.

"Take a seat." you said, finally reacting normally like he was your just a friend, which he was, right? You honestly don't fucking know at this point. He obliges, sitting on the spot you patted.

"So, how's life?" he asked, trying to spark conversation.

"Pretty ok, you?" You questioned back.

"Better now that you're here." He replied, the chuckled after, you roll your eyes. "But really, I am grateful to talk to you."

"You could do that anytime." You stated, surprised by his response. He comes a little closer to you now, to the point where your sides are touching.

"And that's why I'm grateful." He said. This is definitely weird, right?

It's quiet for a while after that, you don't really know how to respond to his sudden declaration of gratitude. It remains that way, silently sitting next to each other, you feel his large arm brush against your own. It remains that way for a while until he SUDDENLY KISSES YOU!

You are completely stunned until finally realizing what's going on, then you kiss him right back. He breaks away,

"I'm sorry if that was uncalled for, I just really needed to." He apologizes, you make it clear to him that it was very warranted by kissing him. He automatically kisses you back, his tongue already in your mouth. His tongue starts to explore your mouth, dancing with yours.

His breaks once again to put you on top of him. You barely fill up his massive lap, once he plops you into his lap, he goes right back to kissing you. Your hands do what they have wished to do for months now, you run your hands through his soft pink hair while his hands go for your plump ass. This causes you to let out a little moan, allowing his tongue to go deeper down your mouth, practically being in the back of your throat now, but kissing isn't enough for him right now.

He takes off his vest, obviously not much changing sense already was shirtless, but he also takes your shirt off. He then goes to removing your pants, but before he can take his own off you stop him. His face is one of confusion until you kneel down right in front of him, taking them off for him. His giant cock springs free, and when I tell you it's giant, I mean GIANT.

You begin to lick the tip, causing small noises to come out of Akaza's mouth, but you have the rest of your life to suck his dick, so you get right back up on your designated place on his lap. He sticks his fingers in your ass, spreading just enough to where his member will probably still rip you in half, but at least this time it won't be instant.

He sticks it in, taking a long-time since he is SO FUCKING BIG. His massive cock splitting you open. After what feels like hours only the tip is in. Tears start to form in the corner of your eyes due to the discomfort.

"Shush baby, it's ok." He assured, though it's awfully hard to believe that. Right when you think that it will never go in, he kisses you deeply and passionately, calming your down enough to where he's able to be balls deep.

You let out a sigh of relief and a yelp of pain from his huge dick moving so much so quickly after not moving at all. Your hands rest on his muscled chest for traction, trying not to feint.

"Just tell me when you are ready." He said, not moving until getting the go from you that it's ok.

"Now." You said, and with that he puts hands on your ass and begins to lift you up and down slowly, not wanting to hurt you. You let out whines of discomfort.

"I'm sorry baby, it will start to feel good soon I promise." Akaza reassured, feeling bad for you. He calms you down with light kisses on your face, making sure to kiss the tears welling up in your eyes away as well.

When you get more comfortable with his size, he increases his pace. Lifting you on his girth quicker, the whines of displeasure now finally turning into moans of bliss.

"Told you dear." He said, glad that you're enjoying as much as he is. He keeps a steady and quick pace, then pumping his own hips into you, causing your moans to get louder.

Your tongue lulls out of your mouth, the pleasure now near over encompassing as you feel your release coming on so quickly, his dick really is something special.

"I'm close." You said, warning him on your coming release,

"Really, so quickly?" He replied in a surprised manner. You answer by sticking your tongue out at him, causing you both to breathlessly laugh.

His thrusts and lifting both get quicker and sloppier as he chases for both of your climaxes. You're the first, cumming all over his chest, he's next, cumming right in your ass.

"I LOVE YOU" You both say at the same time, finally cementing your relationship.

THE END

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[animemensblog]

What you deserve

Akaza x reader, some of Douma x reader

Summary: Douma found you hiding under a blanket, behind a small home. He killed your abuser, then took you in- but still hurts you like the last. Well that's until Akaza walks in on Douma hurting you.

Warnings: they're demons, so yes violence is almost guaranteed lol. This involves an abusive/degrading relationship, smut/fluff with Akaza- praising, dom!Akaza/sub!reader, oral-f!receiving, overstimulation, soft sex with him <3

I wanted to do human Akaza but I think it's more precious when a demon falls for a human🥲

-----MINORS~ AGELESS DNI-----

The bed shook slightly as he turned away from you, causing you to awake. There he was, Douma lying contently after a fulfilling night, or so he thinks. As much as he likes to talk big, he's not much into pleasuring others. He's selfish in every way and nothing turns you off more.

You were embarrassed.

Disgusted, even.

He's a demon who will live until his head comes off, technically has all the time in the world. Yet he can't take a few extra minutes to satisfy you. It's odd to prioritize this considering your situation, but it's all you can do.

You lean over to see if he's sleeping before leaving, knowing damn well he's not going to wake up soon after fucking him.

On your walk, you ran into many servants and guests, almost all of them asking where the rest of you was. You were talking with a maid when a particular guest turns the corner. When you look over, Akaza is already staring at you.

There's only been one time Akaza and you talked with Douma present, all the other times it's just you two. He knows your interests, likes and dislikes, knows your favorite flower and book, even knows your everyday scent. The day he met you, he knew you'd be his sole reason for visiting this dreadful estate.

Akaza practically runs over to you, and places a small rock in your hand. He's got the cutest smile on as cradles your hands in his.

"I found this. It's the prettiest f/c rock I've seen so far"

"Thank you", you were inspecting all the lines and chips on the somehow smooth surface while he was admiring you. Akaza is always proud when he makes you smile, it's his goal each time he visits.

You two realized your closeness when a loud voice booms down the hall, forcing you to step back. Any smile on your faces fell as Douma came closer, you could feel his stare.

"Akaza! How lovely, wasn't expecting you." He says as his arm wraps around you, his gaze falling on your little gift. Doesn't take him long to connect the dots.

"I know, I only came to return this gem you left at our last meeting." He gestures to your gift hoping to cover your ass, Douma doesn't take the bait.

"Nonsense, we don't carry around these things. Here let me," he states before taking and throwing the rock away from you "excuse us, we have business to attend to". Akaza was wanting to reach out to apologize, to remind you what's about to happen is his fault, not yours. Akaza knows he shouldn't give you anything unless it's for Douma too.

All you hear from Douma is mumbling before he tosses you on the floor, moving over to grab some rope. "Did Akaza take you?" He says loud enough for just you to hear.

"I'm not sure I understand my lord"

"I said, did Akaza take you? Did he free you from that monster? Is he the one who cares for you?"

"No my lord" you say as your head moves to the floor

"Then don't accept anything from him, he doesn't deserve your attention." He ties your arms and ankles together, then kicks you towards the middle of the room. "I don't get why he gets your attention. Everyone says when he's here, you're there with him."

With every comment and hit, you could feel his anger spilling over. Then when you don't acknowledge his words, he moves to grab a cane that happens to be in the room (he put it in there knowing who you were visiting) and beat you with it.

Your body couldn't be covered and you knew no one would save you until after he's finished, that's if he allows them to touch you.

A soft knock came before the door slid open, your cries and shaking immediately stop, hoping Douma sees your effort to hide his abuse.

"Akaza! Hello again, I thought you'd go back by now."

"Forgive me but I can't this time" Akaza states

"What would you need to ask forgiveness for? You should know it's her fault for tempting you and using you." Douma says before going back to his 'business'.

"I wasn't talking to you." Akaza walks over and starts to untie you, noting all the damage. He sits you up and fixes any stray hairs. "Are you okay enough to walk?" You drop your head and refused to say or do anything. He opts for just picking you up and holding you against his chest.

During this, Douma couldn't pull himself to speak. He was confused but intimidated that he was that brave to interrupt. So, he lets Akaza leave, fully believing he'll let this happen then go and collect you.

As he held you, he grabbed your hand and put the same rock from earlier in it. "I really wanted you to have this" he mumbles against your head. Soon after, you fell asleep as he walked you back to a place he is staying at. He sets you down on the bed while he cleans up any wound. Wiping up the blood, covering cuts and bruises, then cleaning off your skin.

Akaza found every sound you made adorable, any sigh or grunt when he touched your injuries. All the times you crinkled your nose and tossed your head, he thinks he could watch you for hours. That's creepy isn't it? He thinks to himself, letting out a scoff as he stands up. But seeing how uncomfortable you looked, he couldn't pull himself away. So he laid beside you and kept watching.

Until you tossed over too fast for him to react and smacked him, in which the impact woke you up. It took mere seconds to realize you were trying to fight him.

"I'm so sorry Akaza,"you say while holding his face, soothing the red spot. Holding back your giggles, "I swear I didn't mean to"

Akaza was tossing his head back and letting out a loud laugh, trying to tell you its okay but couldn't breathe long enough to.

"Do you think my strength is that pathetic or what?" You say, letting your giggles escape

"No, not at all. It was rather painful, actually" he holds your hand against his face.

"I'm sorry" you whisper to him before placing a gentle peck on his opposite cheek. You say it again when you place one on his forehead, he moves your hands so you can leave another.

His hands found your back and started moving down, following your spine. He hums every time you kiss him and whimpers when you reach his lips. Your hand holding his chin as you start to move above him.

Akazas grip gets tighter and sets you on your back, he kisses your neck and hugs you. Your nails rakes down his back as his kisses become licks, and licks to sucks.

Your legs wrap around his waist and pull him closer, rubbing yourself against him. It's been so long since you've wanted someone like this, and you're not scared to come off desperate.

His kisses trail to your lips and he moans into you, grinding hard enough to make you slightly bounce. He barely stops himself when he feels your nipples slide against his chest, he wants to be rough but he's scared to when you're hurting.

You release his hips and start sliding down your dress, revealing yourself to him. He sits up, taking the rest off then took off his pants. "I've always been curious about how you feel" you say as you pull him back down.

"I can't say you're the only one. I know there's a reason he was keeping me away from you." He kisses you again but messier, tongues in each other's mouths and hands exploring every spot. Your hand reaches down to rub his tip between your folds, causing Akaza to gasp and pull away to look. He watches as your wetness collects before you move it to your hole, he looks backs at you and thrusts in.

"Will you tell me if-f I- if it hurts?" You can only nod as he pushes further. A whimper that sounds like a cry escapes your lips, then your face crinkles, he stops.

"Why did you stop?" You moan out

"I think if I move right now I'll cum too fast" he claims, knowing damn well he can last longer. He just figured if you didn't say it hurt, you were scared to say something. He leans down to kiss you then continues moving until you're full.

"You feel s-so good" you toss your head against the pillow, back arching off the blankets. His thrusts start out slow but got faster the louder your moans got.

His head nuzzles into your neck, making sure you're the only one who hears his moans. "You're so tight- fuck, sucking me in". He pants and nibbles against your ear, one hand reaching for your breasts and the other finding your clit.

As he makes small circles, Akaza feels you tighten around him, making him stall. "God damn- fuck, you're a little too tight y/n. I can't fucking move" a soft laugh leaves his lips.

"I think you might be too big"

"Impossible, I fit perfectly just a minute ago" he spreads your lips to see you clench around him. "Sweetheart, you have to relax for me."

He forces himself to move and pushes further than last time, making a small bulge appear. Your moans changed to screams and his grunts turned into whimpers and deep moans. His hand that was on your clit moved to your lower stomach, feeling how full you were.

His other hand leaves your chest and swirl your throbbing nub once again, sending you into a frenzy. Your hips raise off the bed, and he forces them back down, then cages you in with his forearms. Your arms reach around him to pull your upper half against him, hovering enough to kiss him.

"I love how needy you are" he says, angling his hips to find that soft spot "you're taking me so well."

"Right there, p-please don't stop" you fall back against the pillow as he rubs your clit faster. "Fuck, Akaza, baby it feels s-so gooddd."

"Yeah? Right here?" His head drops to leaves marks along your neck. "I want you to cum for me, please y/n, I wanna know how it feels." A moan is all you can manage to get out, scratching his back.

He brings his mouth to your ear and whispers, "cum for me, sweetheart. Please." Next thing you know, your eyes are shut and you're creaming all over him. Now you can feel every vein and throb, every sense being enhanced. Akaza sits back up watching your pussy and how it reacts.

He doesn't stop thrusting and playing and feeling your pussy lips with his thumb, he's so lost in how you two look he doesn't realize the tears slipping down your cheeks or your legs aggressively twitching against his thighs.

Akaza's thrusts get sloppy and slower, "where do you want me?" You're so overstimulated you can't give a response, instead you wrap your legs around him holding him inside.

"You're so fucking tight, it's unbelievable. Your moans are so beautiful. It's like music- fuck" he continues his praising, still missing how you're falling apart underneath him. Akaza let's out one more moan and cums in you, keeping you close until he stops throbbing. His eyes were shut, his fingers caressing wherever they landed.

When he opened his eyes he looked at you, and decided that's not enough for him. He pulls out quickly and places his head between your legs, forcing your thighs on his shoulders.

He doesn't wait to dive in and clean you up, licking up your cum, taking in how well you taste. Your hands find the blanket and grip it, trying to ground yourself after so much stimulation. Akaza's tongue goes deeper and slides up to your clit. Sucking and nibbling it, aiming to pull another orgasm. Didn't take too long to cum on his tongue, and you couldn't wait any longer- you had to push his head away.

His eyebrows furrowed and a small pout forms, bummed you're stopping his meal, until he sees your tears and twitching.

"I'm so so sorry" he speaks as he wipes it all away, "I got lost in you. You're just that good, honey" he kisses your dried tears and massaging your thighs, he was trying so hard to calm you down.

"It's okay" you mumble, "it felt good. Better than I thought it would."

"Heh, I'm glad. Still, please forgive me for over-doing it." He jumps straight to cleaning you off, licking his fingers clean of your juices, then tucked you both under the covers.

"Akaza?"

"Hm?"

"Thank you", you pull him closer replaying everything that went down. From him saving you to devouring you ~ pun intended hehe.

Although you made that comment, it took Akaza hours to realize you've never gotten off before, took even longer when he figured out he was the first and only guy to do it.

He's silly, protective and loving; no one better than him to be your savior.

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[mushies-stories]

Akaza- I need you

Akaza X (F)Reader

Summary: Akaza was going to be gone for a few days and he just wanted to spend his time with you, in every way possible.

Warnings: SMUT! fingering, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex, creampie. praise kink? Akaza sweet/dirty talk.

word count: 3199

Akaza leaned against the doorframe as you read, back against his chest and head leaning into the crook of his neck as you sat on the ground between his legs. You had a small candle to see the words and silently read to yourself as he looked from you to the night sky periodically. You told him just one more chapter, then you would give him your undivided attention. 

However if he wasn't mistaken you had just finished a chapter, going right past it onto the next page. It didn’t make him mad or really upset but he came to spend as much time with you tonight since he would be gone for at least a night or two and he Akaza wasn’t very fond of being away from you for too long. He hadn't told you so it wasn't your fault. His thoughts bounced around for a few minutes until his eyes scanned down your body. You only had a robe on and as you sat it had shifted enough to give him a teasing view of your breasts. Your hair was swept to one side and your neck was clear of any marks, Akaza didn't like that.

Leaning down Akaza inhaled your scent before softly kissing the side of your neck. “I'm sorry, I kept on reading, I got so engrossed and-” you attempted an apology as you closed the book, setting it beside you but Akaza cut you off by softly biting the soft skin below your ear. 

“I will be away.” he said between kisses and soft nips. “At least a night or two.” he said before sucking a spot he had just kissed, a small moan leaves you as your hand comes up to hold into the arm around your waist. He pulled away only to graze his teeth along the now tender spot like he was ready to bite into you. 

You wiggle in his hold that was slowly becoming more secure around you, not wanting to let you go. Your breathing was picking up and you felt your face becoming hot. “Akaza, why didn't you say that, I would have read it tomorrow.” you tried to pout but he continued his mission in marking your neck and you couldn't help the little gasps and whimpers that escaped when his fangs grazed along your flesh. 

Feeling satisfied for now with what he could manage at this angle he finally turned his brilliant golden eyes to you. “I was content for a while, just holding and being close to you.” he said in a gentle tone. “But if I'm around you too long, admiring you, then it makes me want more of you.” He confesses. 

His free hand came up to graze your cheek before traveling down to the color of your robe, he moved it apart enough so your breasts were fully exposed to him. Your head fell onto his shoulder when he started to grope and tease your nipples. You gasped when he pinched one and moaned when he did the same to the other. Akaza noticed how your thighs clenched and rubbed together. He smirked and slid the hand from your waist down to your thigh, slowly bunching up the fabric of your robe before pulling it aside, allowing him to see your pretty thighs and needy movements clearer.

Akaza continued to massage and grope your chest while his hand slid down to your thighs that parted just enough for his hand to slide through and reach your slick folds. “Sweet girl, already wet.” he cooed, sliding his middle finger to your tight hole,  just enough with the tip of his finger to make you whimper in anticipation for him to sink the digit into you and make you feel something other than his teasing. But he didn't, he continued to slide his finger to and from your needy hole to your clit.

Just when you were about to complain, tell him to stop teasing you, he pulled both hands away completely before taking hold of your thigh and pulling them apart then slings them over his own legs that surround you.  “Akaza!” you gasped as the cold night air hit your now fully exposed pussy. The collar on your robe fell off your shoulders, leaving your breasts in view as well.

He chuckled softly and brought his lips to your ear, biting your earlobe softly before whispering-”I want to see you cum, want to see your face while I make you cum over and over again.” his fingers were back to your pussy that was just getting wetter by his words. He already had a habit of making you cum more than once. But still, you weren't sure if you could keep up with his stamina if he really tried.“Can you do that for me, my good girl, cum as many times as I want?” he asked, middle finger slowly sinking into your core. 

Your eyes fluttered as you let out a shaky breath. “Yes Akaza, please.” you begged, needing him to do more, no longer able to handle how slow he was being. 

He hummed into your ear, pleased with your answer. His free hand held one on your thighs in place, slowly he started pumping his finger into you and you sighed softly with content at the much needed friction. He added another finger and pumped into you at a moderate pace, not slow but not fast enough to make you cum. 

It was like he had a sixth sense when it came to your mind and body. Everytime you wanted to complain he was just teasing you, that you needed more, he was doing just that. 

His fingers hit deeper and his pace picked up. You moan so close to Akaza’s ear that it sent a shiver down his spine. He loved your sweet sounds, every moan and whimper you made for him was intoxicating. He slowed down only to add a third finger and your hips jerked at the stretch. He let you adjust for a moment for he resumed to pump his thick fingers into you. It was starting to feel so good you couldn't keep still, back arching and hips jerking into his hand. 

Akaza's eyes watched as his fingers disappeared inside of your sweet hole. “Baby, sit still for me please.” He said, adding more pressure by pressing the palm of his hand down on your clit. The action did not help as the new pressure rubbed your clit with every thrust of his hand sending bolts of pleasure through you. 

You gasped and grabbed into both arms, hand laying on top of his forearms at an attempt at grounding yourself. Your hips don't listen as they jerk around in the demon's hand. 

“Oh little one, come here.” the hand on your thigh snaked up to wrap around your throat, not hard but his arm and hand bring you flush against his chest, head resting against the side of his neck so he can see as much of you as possible. “I need you to stay still for me, okay sweet girl okay?” his fingers curled into you as he pressed his palm into your mound, his other fingers flexed into your neck with light pressure. He continued to thrust and curl his thick fingers into your sweet spotYou gasped and squirmed but his arms and hands caging you kept you in place. 

It wasn’t long before the sounds of his fingers pumping in and out and your sweet breathy moans were filling the room. Your brain was growing foggy and you had a hard time forming a whole sentence. “Akaza~ Akaz-a feels good.” you gasped out when you felt the knot in your stomach tighten. 

His fingers never let up, he could feel the way your pussy was clenching around his fingers. “My sweet girl, pussy is fluttering. Do you need to cum?” Akaza whispers in your ear. When you didn't give him an answer he pressed his palm against your clit harder, grinding it into you as his fingers curled right into your sweet spot. The hand around your neck tightened again, enough for you to breathe and speak while keeping your head firmly between his neck and shoulder. 

You let out a needy whine. “Ye-yes Akaza please~” you managed to squeak out, his hand and fingers pushing you closer to the edge. 

He smiled softly to himself, pleased that you beg so easily for him to make you feel good. “Go on, cum on my fingers princess.” He encouraged you. Your juices were running down his fingers and all over his palm. His eyes flickered from your pussy and your face, lips parted and eyes half lidded as you. You were so close, just a few more intoxicating curls of his digits and you were gasping and gripping onto him for support as your legs began to shake. You pussy spasmed while Akaza maintained the pressure to your now throbbing clit. “That's it, you're so good for me my love.” he cooed as you slowly came down from your brief high. 

The hand around your neck came to rest around your middle, keeping you pressed against him. He removed his fingers and you let out soft groans at the loss of contact and the cool air hitting your heated core. 

You watched Akaza bring the hand that was just fucking into you to his lips, his tongue came out to lick up his palm and down his middle finger. He grounded and looked down at you with a sweet smile. “You taste delicious, sweet girl. I think I need more.” his head ducked down and licked your bottom lip. “Will you let me taste your pretty pussy?” his shattered eyes bore into your own, intense and he spoke so sweetly you felt yourself nodding and agreeing without a thought. 

With that he snatched your lips in a gentle kiss to only break away for a split second  while he readjusted you, bringing you to sit up facing him with your back to the night sky. He pulled back to admire you in the moonlight. Hair loose around you, robe disheveled and exposing your perfect body to him. 

You blushed under his gaze. “Akaza, what are you staring at?” 

With a sickening sweet smile Akaza brought a hand up to cradle your cheek in his palm. “You of course.” he leaned down and gave your other cheek a tener kiss, his other hand came to hold your side and urged you to lay back. You leaned back on your elbow as Akaza crawled over you, connecting your lips in another kiss, this one turning feverish as you laid back against the cool floor. Akaza’s soft lips found their way to the side of your neck, slowly trailing kissed down your bare chest. “Sweet girl, just perfect in the moonlight.” he complimented, gentle eyes looking up at you as you watch him continue to stream kisses down your breasts, he stopped at the tie still holding your robe around your middle and undid it with one hand, letting it fall completely open. 

You shivered as his kissing lowered to your navel and finally his arms came to wrap your legs over his shoulders, hands resting on the tops of your thighs to keep you in place as he nips you a few times on the inside of your thighs. You were completely ready for him, needing him to make you feel good again.

A hand came up to rest on the top of his pink hair as he dipped his chin down and flatten his tongue between your folds. His tongue swiping up and sucking your clit had you gasping for air, eyes fluttering as he continued to flick and suck your bud. “Akaza~” you moaned, Instantly getting lost in his touch. 

Akakza hummed and smiled to himself as he slid his tongue to your tight hole and slid inside, enjoying how you clenched around even his tongue. You gripped in his hair tightened as he continued to thrust his tongue into your pussy. A hand came down to rub circles onto your clit. 

He used his tongue to fuck your pussy, curling into and flickering along your slick walls as he abused your clit with his thumb. You were mumbling his name over and over like it was the only word you knew. Your legs shook around his head as he held you still, he could feel you pussy clenching. 

Your grip on his hair tightens as you feel your next orgasim rolling fast. With one last pathetic whimper of his name you were coming on his tongue. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your back arched into Akaza’s face.

He groaned into your pussy as he lapped at you slick flowing for him. “So good my love, tastes so sweet, can't wait to fill you up.” he mumbles between soft licks. His last sentence caused you to let out a soft whine. Finally he lets you rest and catch your breath. He pulled back to kneel between your bent thighs, his cock was throbbing as he watched you lay all scrawled out and breathless. 

Once your head cleared you looked up at Akaza, amazed by his own beauty. You leaned up on one arm and brought the other to tug at the front of his pants. “Akaza, please.” you asked shyly. 

Without breaking eye contact Akaza pulled his pants down enough to let his cock spring out and hit his stomach. Your mouth began to water, wanting to taste him as you saw precum running down his cock. Akaza saw the look in your eyes but he knew he would lose it in a minute if he felt your soft lips around his aching cock now. “Lean back for me?” he asked, attempting to distract you from the goal that was growing in your eyes as you watched his cock twitch. 

You slowly looked up at him, a pout forming on your face. “But Akaza, you made me feel so good, can i just…” you trailed off, bringing your hand to take the base of his cock in your hand and stroke him gently. You loved how big he was, your hand could hardly fit around him. 

He choked out a soft groan at the contact. “Please my love.” he begged softly, looking at you with pleading eyes. “I want to feel you.”

Your heart fluttered. He made you dazed with one look and a simple plea. You nodded and let him climb over you as you laid back. His cock came to slide between your folds as he hovered above you, arms cageing you in on both sides of your head. 

A hand came to brush your hair back as the tip of his cock poked at your entrance. “Ready little one?” he asked, looking down at you with doting eyes. 

You shook your head and smiled. “Please Akaza, I want to feel you too.” you said, eyes half lidded with rosy cheeks as you looked back at him. 

Slowly he slid in with a breathy groan. “Always so tight, feels heavenly.” he managed to groan out as he pushed himself in slowly. You gasped and whimpered at the feeling, his cock always stretching you tell you feel like you couldn't take it. “That's it, almost there lovely, so good for me.” he praised, bottoming out in you. He let you catch your breath before he brought a hand down to circle your clit. 

You whined, the feeling of being so full and his finger abusing your sensitive nub had your head spinning. “Please move Akaza.” you whimpered out, needing him to finally fuck you. 

Akaza didn’t need any more prompting. He brought one hand down to bring a leg around his hips and he started with a slow pace, letting you get caught up with his massive size invading your body. He leaned down to capture your lips with his, kissing you slowly as his hips rocked into you. Your arms came to wrap around the back of his neck while you moaned into his mouth, allowing him to slip his tongue in and explore. 

As his thrust got harder and the pace got faster he had to pull back, groaning at how tight you were squeezing him. “I can’t.” he panted, slamming into you. He was becoming just as pussy drunk as you were cock drunk. “Can't much longer…you feel so good my love.” 

You were a mess under him, holding onto him as his hips thrusted into you at a relentless speed. “Me t-too Akaza~” you moaned next to his ear. “Wanna cum Aka-za.”

You pussy was gushing with slick and precum, your bodies making lewd sounds into the quiet night. Akaza puts more pressure on your clit and his teeth graze the side of your neck. You cry out his name as your legs lock  around him, giving him little space as your pussy spasmed around his cock.

With his head buried in the crook of your neck he rutted his cock into you, feeling his own orgasim barraling at him. With a low moan he came hard and long, filling you so full you could only whimper as his cum leaked out and coated the base of his cock with both of your juices. “Such a good girl, taking all of my cum in your little pussy.” he cooed, watching your eyes flutter in an attempt to stay open. 

You were wrecked and your pussy was paulsing, slowly you let your legs fall from his hips and lean on the side of his body. Akaza leaned back to see the sight of his softening cock still buried in you, fluids leaking out around his girth. You both let out sounds of protest as he slid out, but his turned into groans of lust when he watched his own cum leak out of you in globs and make a mess with your slick on the floor beneath you. 

You shifted and sighed. It felt warm leaking down your ass and you loved it. “Akaza, you came so much this time.” you giggles, brain still hazy. 

He chuckled and lifted you into his lap. He sat cross legged and your own legs hung over his sides. You shuddered as he pulled you closer, arms wrapping around your back. You felt the mess of you both start to drip onto his cock that was now nuzzled between your folds. “I told you my love, I needed you.” he kissed your lips softly. 

You looked down at your bodies and the miss you both had made. “I'm going to need a good bath tonight.” you chuckled. 

Akiza's dick switched against your pussy. “You can have a bath, in the morning.” he said with a small smirk. “Tonight you're all mine and I'm not done making a mess of you.” he informed you, bringing his hands down to rest on your hips. He leaned in and caught your lips once again and you both quickly got lost in eachother. 

The bath could wait.

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[imnotsimpingyouare]

HELP YOURSELF

NSFW Akaza X Reader - Minors DNI

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So basically??? Idek fem!reader is some sort of good guy with a sword tryna fight a bad guy with no sword but with dangerous hands ig but she likes them hands a little too much

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It was a gust of air that set you off. It took only a moment to realize what it was, flying through the forest with eyes directed ahead.

An Upper Rank demon.

You were no hashira. You were somewhere close, but still so far away, and even farther knowing this could very well be your last battle. You didn't even bat an eye at the disintegrating demon behind you now, you had an important matter to attend to.

It was running.

From you.

It sent you into some predatory trance, relying on your instinct to guide you in the right direction. You would run all night if you had to. It wouldn't get away.

What motive would it have to run? What drove it towards you in the first place? All questions you'd have an answer to soon, seeing as you saw a break in the dense forest ahead.

You halted for the first time in a while. You knew better than to run into the clearing where it could attack openly from any direction.

Where did it go?

You felt all of the hairs on your neck stand up before something tried to grab at your sword. You swung, but never made contact.

"Come out, coward!" You shouted into the woods, knowing that wherever it was, it could hear you. You stepped into the clearing. Since it was trying to disarm you, it'd be better to give it less places to hide.

A voice called to you from what seemed to be all around.

"Put your katana down, demon slayer. You have no reason to worry."

In a flash he was there, a relatively tall demon with edo tattoos and bright pink hair.

His eyes were unique, yellow with the kanji "upper three" framed by what seemed to be cracked sclera.

His chest was toned and his pants were baggy. You spent only a moment admiring the state he was in, before returning his intense gaze.

"Why the hell would I do that?"

His hands remained rested at his sides and his face was completely serious.

"I do not harm women."

In his eyes, you could see what looked like something you knew all too well.

Pity.

You hated pity. You wanted it from no one. To see others stare at you, and your smaller frame, battling huge demons. You knew what they were thinking. You always knew.

"And why is that." You nearly growled, knowing the answer.

His eyes narrowed at your... offense?

"They are..." He began, but was interrupted by the moonlight reflecting off your blade, which was now pointed at him.

"Do not..." you started to say, clenching your free hand against the fabric of the uniform pants, "insult me with your pity."

His eyes widened, and you were before him in an instant, swinging your blade at his neck.

You caught him with the tip of your katana ever so slightly, causing him to jump yards away from you. You spared no time for him. Your attacks came in a series of swift blows, and he never sparred back, only blocking against you. It was with every blow the anger in your chest seemed to grow larger, until you finally stood before him again, his arms regenerating from the small cuts he received from the attack.

"Little demon slayer, I have no wish to fight you." He said, in a quieter voice.

"Shut the hell up. " You spat, digging your heels into the firm ground below you. "There is no bigger insult than to go easy on me. I wouldn't be standing here today if I couldn't handle myself."

His eyes were apologetic almost, pink eyebrows furrowing together.

"Demon slayer, I-"

"Y/N."

You huffed. If you were going to have a conversation, you'd tire quickly of the name "demon slayer".

"Y/N." He repeated in thought, one hand coming up to run through his pink hair.

"I am Akaza." He said.

You didn't know what he wanted with you. In truth, he didn't want anything, only to get away from this interaction, but your words intrigued him beyond reason.

"If that is your wish, Y/N, I am sure you will die from this battle."

A smile formed itself on your lips. It had been a while since someone considered being fair towards you, and a demon no less.

"Better to die a warrior than a coward."

There was a pause between the two of you before you both dissappeared in a blur, dust kicking up around you.

For the first time, it felt like you weren't having to prove yourself against this demon, and he was actually considering your strength. Newfound confidence flowed through your veins and into the tip of your katana, following through on every attack and every block.

Akaza was taking real swings at you, and you were taking every opportunity to strike at his neck. But the tides changed when he kicked your sword from your hand.

Your katana flew several yards away, and you were forced to resort to hand-to-hand, the only area of combat you possessed real weakness. It was as if Akaza could see it, could see through you, and into where your weaknesses lie.

The first blow you truly received from him was a kick in the stomach, sending you flying in the opposite direction of your katana. In an instant he was on top of you, pinning your limbs down with his own. He held your hands above your head and watched as you choked out labored breaths, trying to catch up with yourself.

"You're so strong, Y/N."

You looked up at him, and he was staring down at you, not a hint of dishonesty in his yellow eyes. Only wonder and excitement.

"Please, become a demon? We could train together. No one would ever view you as weak. Never again. Could you imagine that?"

Your legs moved, looking for the room to curl up to your chest, but he placed his knee in between your thighs, keeping you from kicking him off.

"I... don't want to become a demon." You say.

But Akaza wasn't going to take no for an answer. He leaned in even closer.

"Y/N. If you don't become a demon, there will always be people who don't respect you. A warrior like you will die of old age, shriveling away with your weak, mortal human body. I cannot bear to see you meet such a fate." He said, caressing your wrists with his thumb.

Your heart began to beat a little faster at that. Did he even care about that? Why would a demon care who respects you?

You looked up into his eyes. "Death is always chasing you. You can never get away."

But he only smiled at that. His lips grazed yours, sharing air with you as he spoke in a whisper.

"Then let's run from death together, Y/N."

In that moment you were dying for a connection, and his lips met yours as if he had read your mind. It was a sweet and gentle kiss, none like the ones you've had in your life, where they had been taken from you. This kiss was shared between two equally wanting individuals, whose fate intertwined at this moment for this purpose.

"Don't you want to see.." he pulls away to gaze at you, "how long we can make it?"

He released your hands and placed them on either side of your head, allowing you to take them down and ruffle his hair. How could a demon be so loving towards you?

His lips curled into a smile before meeting yours again, this kiss needier than the last. It felt so inexplicably good to be connected to him, and the warmth pooling in your abdomen only gathered with the passing time.

You let out a soft moan when he slid his tounge into your mouth, body pressing yours down onto the ground. He pulled away for a moment to admire the state you were in for him now, saliva dripping down your chin, face flushed beet red.

"Love, are you alright? That expression you're making... would you like to continue?"

His eyes bore into yours, feeling the way his breath hitched when you nodded your head.

"Use your words love."

"Yes.. I want to keep going."

It was in that moment you confined yourself to your fate, as he slowly unbuttoned your uniform to reveal your chest. "So lovely.." He whispered, kissing and sucking on your boobs, making you squirm under him. Moans began to fall as he grinded his hips into yours, groaning in your ear at the sensation. "Akaza.." you mumbled out, causing him to look at you with half-lidded eyes, lost in the trance of your hips grinding against his.

"Fuck, keep saying my name that way, I never want you to forget my name leaving your lips." He said in a soft voice, teasing one of your nipples as he undid the buckle of your belt. Your hands tugged at his hair the more you longed for him, hips lifting up so he could take off your pants and underwear.

"Look at you, so wet for me." He moaned at the feeling of your soaked panties against his fingers, before thumbing at your clit.

Your back arched at the sudden contact, reaching for him, only to be pinned back to the ground with his free hand. "Want to feel you inside," you hummed, staring into his eyes as his fingers danced around your hole. "Want you, Akaza."

Two of his fingers pushed their way in, making you gasp at the feeling as he kissed you. "Don't worry, love, m'gonna make you feel good." He breathed out in between kisses.

His fingers found a slow, but satisfying pace inside of you, curling to press against that spot inside of you that make your toes curl. He watched your face intently, focused on your poor bottom lip, which had been bitten so harshly it looked as if it may bleed. "My poor thing." He whispered against your lips, trying to kiss all of your thoughts away.

The pace of his fingers soon had you on the edge, but he kept you there, whispering sweet nothings into the shell of your ears. "Please wait for me, love. Will you?" He coos, with full knowledge of the effect he has on you, hearing your moans grow into desperate whimpers.

"A-akaza, wanna cum so bad.." you whimper, resting your head against the ground in complete submission. He laughs ever so softly, kissing your neck before taking his fingers out to lick them clean of your juices. "Be patient.." is all he has to say, taking off his own pants to reveal his dick to you.

You sit up to push him back against the tree nearby, straddling his hips. "I wanna do it." You say to him, and he presents no arguments as you ease yourself down onto his cock.

He groans in your ear, hands holding your hips close to him. "So fucking tight around me, Y/N." He breathes, before you raise your hips and lower them again.

You set the pace, bouncing your hips on his dick, and he holds your chin in his hand. "Don't dare look away, love. I want to see you." He purrs.

His tip just barely kisses your cervix, and he's trying as hard as he can not to thrust up into you and ruin you. He keeps his hand on your chin, watching as a slew of moans and whines fall from your lips. You were putty in his hands. His free hand roamed your body freely, massaging all of your worries away.

The sound of your skin colliding is nearly enough to banish all other noise, the only other thing you can hear being Akaza's sultry voice.

Your legs begin to shake and tears prick at your eyes, desperately chasing the release he denied you earlier.

"Oh sweet thing, are you tired? Do you want my help?" He coos at you, finding it adorable how you can't keep up with your desires. You nod your head, pleads leaving your lips in the form of whispers.

"Words." He says. His fingers pull your chin closer to his and he looks you in the eye.

"Akaza, please... want your help, m'gonna cum, wanna cum so bad...ngh!" you moan, giving up all pride you had before he thrusts up into you, causing your legs to nearly give out. He continues to slam your hips down in time with his thrusts, sucking on your neck while you moan in ecstasy. He groans, holding your chin still as he slams into you at an inhuman pace. "Thought you were strong hm? Do you like begging for my help?" He said in almost a growl.

You found yourself frantically nodding. "Please Akaza, please..!" You cried out, eyes rolling back into your head as you neared your high. He groaned, squeezing your hip harder. "I'll fuck you like this every day for the rest of your life love, would you like that? Being my cocksleeve every night?" He felt so desperate, hips erratically thrusting into you, chasing that release he's been needing. You gripped his shoulders and nodding, trying so hard to keep your focus on him. "I love you," you cried in that sweet voice of yours, "want your cum, want it so bad."

He suddenly let out a load moan, releasing into you as you clenched him even tighter than before. You cried out his name, squeezing his shoulders. He continued moving his hips slower now, fucking you through your orgasm. Eventually he stopped, resting his head in the crook of your neck.

"My sweet Y/N. All mine, forever."

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𓏲 ₊˚๑ ꒰𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒈!꒱ ໑‧₊˚.ꪆ

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

˚₊‧꒰ა [𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝒊 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓] ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

✮𝑭𝒆𝒎 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

✮𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

˚₊‧꒰ა [𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆] ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

𓆩♡𓆪𝑫𝒐𝒎 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𓆩♡𓆪𝑺𝒖𝒃 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𓆩♡𓆪𝑫𝒐𝒎 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓

𓆩♡𓆪𝑺𝒖𝒃 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓

𓆩♡𓆪𝑭𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇

𓆩♡𓆪𝑺𝒎𝒖𝒕

𓆩♡𓆪𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔

𓆩♡𓆪𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒔(𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆)

𓆩♡𓆪𝑬𝒄𝒕.

˚₊‧꒰ა [𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊 𝒘𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆] ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

𐙚𝑺𝒄𝒂𝒕

𐙚𝑽𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒕

𐙚𝑰𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒕

𐙚𝑷𝒆𝒅𝒐𝒑𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒂(𝑨 𝒇𝒆𝒘 𝒆𝒙𝒄𝒆𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔)

˚₊‧꒰ა [𝑭𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒔 𝒊 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓] ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

♡𝑴𝑯𝑨 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔

♡𝑲𝑵𝒀(𝑫𝑬𝑴𝑶𝑵 𝑺𝑳𝑨𝒀𝑬𝑹) 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔

♡𝑱𝑱𝑲 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔

♡𝑻𝒐𝒌𝒚𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔

♡𝑵𝒂𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒐 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔

♡𝑩𝒐𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒐 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔

♡𝑨𝑻𝑳𝑨 (𝑨𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓) 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔

♡𝑯𝑼𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑿𝑯𝑼𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔

♡𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑨𝑷𝑶𝑻𝑯𝑪𝑨𝑹𝒀 𝑫𝑰𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑬𝑺 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔

♡𝑴𝒀 𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑷𝒀 𝑴𝑨𝑹𝑹𝑰𝑨𝑮𝑬 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔

♡𝑨𝑶𝑻 (𝑨𝒕𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒏) 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔

♡𝑩𝑳𝑨𝑪𝑲 𝑩𝑼𝑻𝑳𝑬𝑹 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔

♡𝑫𝑬𝑨𝑻𝑯 𝑵𝑶𝑻𝑬 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔

♡𝑴𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆….

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[derangederensimp]

Demon Slayer One Shot Kinktober

#30 Sex Pollen Akaza x Fem Reader

CW: Plot, Angst, Sex Pollen, Rough sex, biting, blood, choking, spit, mating press, Creampie.

Amazing artwork that is inserted in the fic was made by SMUT_hie

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Akaza scoffed, knowing there had to be better things Muzan could’ve had him do instead of escorting a human around like a lost puppy. But he preferred it be him than anyone else, that way he knew you were safe.

The only reason Muzan still kept you around was because he noticed how protective Akaza had subconsciously grown over you and how your face lit up whenever you saw Akaza. A love that even Muzan could see was growing. A pawn to him to use if Akaza disobeyed him.

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It’s been quiet since Akaza came and got you from the last location Muzan had left you at. He always left first to a new hiding location and then had one of the demons come and get you eventually. None of them understood if Muzan took an interest in you, how come he just didn’t turn you into a demon? All that’s happening to you is aging and becoming a demon, you could be with him forever just the way you are now, is that not what he wanted? They all thought. None of them dared to ask and just followed his orders.

The silence killed you as you longed to hear Akaza talk, even if he was going to act like a jerk to you. Unknown to you that Akaza also hoped you’d pipe up a conversation just to hear your sweet voice to pull him from reality even if it was for a little bit.

“Come on, you can walk faster than that y/n, or is it that your human legs stop you from going faster?” Akaza narrowed his eyes looking back at you. He wanted to see how you reacted but was disappointed to see no reaction other than your soft smile you always wore.

“What’s the rush, you're a demon so not like there’s another threat lurking around here. Besides, it's beautiful outside. Muzan keeps me inside all the time so let me enjoy this alright? Don't you ever just want to sit and relax, Akaza?” You asked, stopping in your tracks and looking at the night sky filled with stars. To think about it, lately the only demon that has been taking you place to place was Akaza. He clearly hated it but you enjoyed his company even if he was quiet most of the time. That same soft smile growing on your face once again as you looked up thinking about that.

Akaza’s facial expression softened watching you, his annoyance fading. He always thought you were pretty but something about how you stared at the sky made his heart feel warmer. “O-okay” He said reluctantly, sitting on the grass. You did the same, a gust of wind blowing the hair out of your face. Taking in a deep breath you smiled at Akaza who just stared at you. “If you were human when you met me, what would you think of me?” You quizzed

“I’d still think you were beautiful” looking away at your mouth hanging open, a soft chuckle coming from him. “Y-you think I’m beautiful?” You asked.

“Of course I do. You humans need to get your ears checked. I said that loud and clear didn’t I?” He said, putting his hand on the back of his neck.

“Do you think I’m going to die soon?” You asked, staring at him.

“You think you’d still be alive if he wanted you dead? I- I wouldn’t let that happen to you anyways.” Akaza said, looking over at you.

“Why is that?” You mused, scooting over to be closer to him.

“It’s my job to protect you” he stated, looking down at you now.

“So if you were given an order to leave me behind or to kill me you wouldn’t?”

What was this feeling Akaza felt in his chest, an aching sensation at the thought of you being hurt in any sort of way. “Never” he spoke up. You brought your face closer to his trying to close the gap between the two of you. He smiled down at you but before he could place his lips on yours his smile fades from his mouth, furrowing his brows noticing something wasn’t right.

Something about the air changed. Looking around he spotted a group of glowing blue flowers, pollen being blown up into the air. Pulling you onto your feet he tried to flee the mist of the pollen but he didn’t want to hurt you. Making it too late to get away.

His pupils dilated watching yours do the same. He pushed you at arms length, it felt like fire burning through his veins fighting the burning urge to kiss you. “A-Akaza I want to kiss you” you said, your eyes hooded as you gazed at him. Pulling you back into his embrace “You sure?” He panted, feeling your warm body in his arms made him just want to rip into your clothes to feel how soft your skin would be on his. “Please” you asked, a slight tone of begging lingered. Whatever it was that you breathed in started setting in as both of your bodies burned with desire for one another.

Pushing your hair aside he planted his palms on your cheeks and brought his lips down to yours. A spark seemingly coursing through your body as you wrapped your arms around his neck deepening the kiss. The heat growing between your legs making your cheeks flush pink. Your lips only unlocking to get a gasp of air before you two were back to exploring each other's mouths, tongues pushing at each other. Akzaza was a panting mess, his cock hard but luckily his baggy pants hid it from you.

Akaza pulled away from your lips, a string of saliva lingering between you “more, I - I need more” you panted. A grin growing on his lips before he sunk his head between the crevasse between your neck and collarbone, his lips peppering your skin making you let out a soft moan. He felt the need to pin you down surging through his body. Softly pushing you to lie down he hovered over your body.

Putting his knee between your parted legs he pulled at your Kimono, shifting it from your shoulder and pushing the cloth from your thigh as you yanked at his vest and tangled your fingers in his hair. One of his hands kept him grounded while the other hugged your neck softly, giving him a clear spot at your neck to start licking at it just to hear your soft moans again.

Art by SMUT_hie

“I need you” Akaza cooed desperately into your ear. “Let me have you please” he pleaded. Your hungry hands pulling his head down to your neck to feel his sweet mouth on your skin. The feeling giving you even a bit of relief from the constant surging of your impulses wanting to take control. Your grip tightening on his clothes pulling him closer to your body as you slammed your lips to his.

Needy moans coming from the both of you as your hearts beat out of your chests. Trying to pull off each others clothing, only pulling away from each other to catch your breath before going back at it. Akaza finally undid the ties of your Kimono pushing the beautiful fabric off of your skin revealing the most intimate parts of you. His fingers traced the fabric of your panties, his cold fingers sending shocks down your spine. “All mine, all mine, all mine” he chanted as his fingers glided past the damp spot your juices had caused.

Your mind was reeling, your body moving on its own instinctively bucking your hips into his touch. “D-don’t tease me Akaza… need you” you panted, staring up at Akaza with hooded eyes.

The next thing you heard was your panties being ripped off your body. His palm resting over your cunt as the other hand reached behind your back to undo the clasps of your bra. Finally freeing your breasts to him, he dipped his head down to your nipple, taking it into his mouth and flicking the bud with his tongue. He looked up at your face watching your reaction, your body squirming underneath him as you moaned his name. “My name sounds so fucking good on your tongue” Akaza praised.

“Say it some more” he cooed. Putting his thumb on your clit putting pressure on it before circling it to soothe your hips bucking into him. “So eager, you want me that badly?” Sinking two fingers into your folds hooking his fingers inside pushing on your gspot.

“Please” you whined, your hands trying to undress him. He pinched at your nipple between his fingers making you bite down on your lip drawing blood. The smell enticing Akaza, his lips crashing onto yours, licking up all the blood that came from the wound, his cock twitching in his pants “Delicious” he cooed into your ear. Getting what you finally wanted Akaza took off his vest and took his pants off revealing his cock. You stared at it, mouth watering at the sight. His veins pulsating as pre came from the tip.

Rubbing his cock between your lips made him groan, he stroked at it to rub around your slick all over. Resting his thumb on your clit he rubbed circles, lining himself up with your entrance he slammed his hips to yours, your cry’s filling the open field. His fingers dug into your hips making you whine. Akaza stayed still, letting your body adjust to him before he started moving against leaving sweet kisses along your neck, your hands gripped at your kimono underneath you as he bit into your neck softly.

“M-more” you moaned, a smirk growing on his lips, moving one of his hands to your head gently tilting it to put his head into the crook of your neck tracing the spot with his tongue before he sunk his teeth in.

Your body jolted under him, cunt clenching his cock tightly making him grunt out your name as you moaned loudly. Licking the wound clean before he picked his head up staring down at you, tears flowing down your pink cheeks. You stared up at him, blood dripping down the corner of his lips, his hand coming up to wipe your tears away. “Sorry” he cooed into your ear nibbling at it softly. You pulled him down for a kiss, licking the remaining blood away before shoving your tongue into his mouth. He pulled out just a bit before shoving it back in, the tip kissing the entrance of your cervix. Moans dying on his tongue.

His hips driving into yours repeatedly made your eyes roll to the back of your head as you gasped for air, his hand softly squeezing your throat. Keeping his eyes on you he watched back and forth you breasts bouncing and the way your face looks each time he pulled out started his whole process over again. He was losing his mind when you cunt pulsated around him, huffing out air “y/n- your pussy is going to make me cum if it keeps squeezing me like that. Need you to cum first” Akaza said in between grunted.

Removing his hold on your throat he put his thumb to your clit rubbing at it to match the pace he jackhammered into you. “A-Akaza too much a-ah s-slow down” you whined, your knuckles turning white with the grip on your kimono. “What you gotta cum? Is that why you want me to slow down? Don’t want this to be over?” He said, his eyes bore into yours, your mouth staying gaped while he kept his pace giving one hard thrust to get a response from you.

“Yes!” You cried, biting down on your inner cheek. The knot in your stomach becoming tighter and tighter each time his cock hit your gspot.

“Go on cum, cum on my cock. I won’t stop fucking you till you’ve had enough. Ganna fuck you till you can’t walk I’ll have to carry you back to Muzan.” Akaza said with a cocky grin on his face. Tossing his head back at the feeling of your sweet body squeezing him.

Putting more pressure on your clit as he did deep hard thrusts made you lick your legs around his waist. Your legs spasmed around his waist as your cunt squeezed him one last time before the knot in the stomach snapped. “That’s my girl” Akaza praised. Cumming hard all over his cock moaning his name repeatedly as he kept his pace enjoying how you sounded. Moaning at how tight your cunt became. Letting you ride out your high before he pulled out, your cunt clutching around nothing making you groan at the feeling of being empty.

“Don’t whine just yet I’m not done” Akaza said, placing a kiss on your lips before going back to sitting up on his knees. Pushing your legs up to your chest he positioned himself above you, aligning himself back up against before thrusting back into your dripping cunt. You screamed out his name with the new feeling of his cock going deeper in this new position. Jackhammering into you as his fingers dug into your thighs “f-fuck” he grunted.

His hand reached down to your nipple pinching it making you moan out his name. His hair stuck to his forehead with sweat as his pace continued. Hard quick thrusts filling you up completely, your cunt becoming tighter and tighter with each movement. “H-have to a-ah fuck Cum y/n” he blurt out quickly. His thrusts becoming sloppy as he put his head down, mouth gaped a he groaned your name his cock twitching inside of you as his cum filled you up, still thrusting a ring of white formed on the base of his cock. Once his cock stopped twitching inside he pulled out and collapsed next to you.

Your chests heaving in sync as the two of you attempted to catch your breaths. He turned to his side pulling you into his arms resting his head on your shoulder. Kissing the spot he left where he left a wound. “Never letting you go” he said softly. “Promise?” You asked, picking his up from your shoulder he squeezed you into his arms “mhm. We should get you dressed, isn't it cold for you?” Akaza asked. The burning feeling that was once going through your veins went away making you grow goosebumps all over your skin. Quickly redressing while Akaza did the same.

“Can you walk?” Akaza softly chuckled at his question knowing the answer was definitely a no.

“Too sore” you sheeply said. Picking you up into his arms he began walking into the direction of where Muzan at.

-

Muzan tried his best to hold in his laugh while he stared at the two of you. Cheeks red with a secret and he knew just what that secret was since he planned the whole thing out. He was tired of watching you flirt but not act on your feelings for one another. Dismissing the two of you away he sighed to himself “and they say I’m cruel”

From that day forward Akaza stayed by your side.

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[doumadono]

Inked by desire - Akaza x Reader

Warnings: smut w/o plot, modern au, tattoo artist!akaza, dirty talk, vaginal sex Synopsis: despite his professional demeanor, Akaza finds himself unable to resist the temptation and ends up taking you to the back room of his tattoo shop where he passionately claims you as his own

MASTERLIST

As you scroll through the numerous tattoo shops online, you come across one with glowing reviews and a stunning portfolio of intricate designs. The name of the tattoo artist is Akaza, and you're immediately drawn to the intricate and beautiful artwork he has created. You decide to book an appointment with him, hoping that he can create something unique and special for you.

Days later, you find yourself standing outside the tattoo shop, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves. The sign outside reads "Rampage Ink," and the interior is just as impressive as the website promised. The walls are adorned with examples of Akaza's work, ranging from delicate floral designs to bold, geometric patterns.

As you approach the front desk, a rather tall and imposing man emerges from the back room. He introduces himself as Akaza, his voice deep and smooth.

You feel a shiver run down your spine as he appraises you with a piercing gaze.

Akaza, the artist, is a towering figure, bulky and muscular, with broad shoulders and thick arms that are covered in intricate tattoos that seem to tell a story. His hair is short and black, with the ends dyed a vibrant pink. He wears a tight-fitting black plain t-shirt that hugs his chest and biceps, showing off his impressive physique. His black jeans have a stylish distressed look, with a hole on one knee that adds to his a little edgy appearance. Despite his imposing size, Akaza moves with a surprising grace, his every movement fluid and precise. He carries himself with a confident swagger, a man who knows his own worth and isn't afraid to show it. His piercing gaze seems to penetrate to the very core of a person, and when he speaks, his voice carries a low, rumbling power that commands attention. "Ah, you must be my next appointment," he says, a sly smile playing at the corners of his lips. As he approaches you, he can see that you're already nervous. He can't help but notice how exposed you are, with your boobs almost falling out of your tight shirt with a plunging neckline and your legs barely covered by a miniskirt. He can see that you're confident, but he can also see the small details that betray your nervousness. Akaza is used to clients who are nervous or even scared of getting a tattoo, but he can sense that you're particularly on edge. The moment Akaza laid his eyes on you, he felt a surge of possessiveness and desire that he couldn't quite explain. He knew that he wanted you, and that he would have you. "Come with me, and we'll get started on your tattoo."

You follow him to the back room, taking in the dim lighting and the low hum of music in the background.

Akaza gestures to the tattooing bed and asks you to take a seat, his eyes never leaving your face. "Tell me, what kind of design were you thinking of?" he asks, his fingers already starting to trace the lines of your skin.

You can feel the heat of his touch and the way it sends shivers down your spine. You take a deep breath, gathering your thoughts. "It's actually my first tattoo, and I was thinking of something floral. But I want it in a place that not everyone can see."

As you describe your vision for the tattoo, Akaza nods along, his face taking on a look of intense concentration. He begins to sketch out the design on a sheet of paper, his movements fluid and precise. "I think the best possible location for this tattoo would be your abdomen," he says, pointing to the area just above your pubic mound. "It's a spot that's easy to hide if you need to, and it's not as sensitive as some other areas, so it shouldn't be too painful," he informs you. As you lay back on the tattooing bed, Akaza orders, "Alright, now lift your shirt and tug your skirt down a little. I need to make sure I can see the pace properly." As he prepares his tattoo gun and positions himself, you stop him abruptly. "Wait, sir," you say, your voice laced with anxiety. "I don't think I can do this…"

Akaza doesn't immediately respond, instead taking a moment to study your face. He sees the fear in your eyes, the way your body tenses up. Akaza sets down the tattoo gun and gestures for you to sit up. "Hey," he whispers, his voice gentle. "It's okay. We can stop if you will want. But if you're up for it, I have an idea that might help." He watches as you bite your lip, waiting patiently for him to share his idea with you, and he can feel his desire grow. He can see that your nipples are hardened, even through the fabric of the shirt you're wearing. It's hot in the studio, but he knows that there is only one reason for that. "I can help you ease some stress," he says with a grin, his eyes lingering on your body. As his fingers deliberately graze your knee, it's evident that the touch is anything but accidental.

You blush at his words, but you can feel your own desire growing. You can see the hunger in his eyes, and it sends shivers down your spine. "I can see the way you're looking at me. It's kind of intense, sir." From the moment your eyes first beheld the figure of Akaza, you knew with utter certainty that he would be the bane of your existence. He exuded an aura of dangerous sensuality that was utterly irresistible, drawing you inexorably toward him with a magnetic force that left you powerless to resist. His piercing gaze seemed to strip away all pretense and lay bare the very essence of your being, leaving you feeling exposed and vulnerable in a way that was both exhilarating and terrifying. You can feel your heart pounding in your chest as he leans in closer to you. You can smell his strong cologne, and it's driving you wild. You can feel the heat building between you, and you know that you want him just as much as he wants you.

"I just want you to relax before we start," he utters, his lips brushing against your ear.

You moan softly, unable to resist him any longer. Twirling a strand of hair around your finger with a mischievous glint in your eye, you inquire, "So, Akaza, how do you plan on helping me cope with all this stress?"

Akaza takes your hand.

You hop off the bed and follow him.

The man leads you to the door of another room in the tattoo shop. As he pushes it open, the smell of antiseptic and ink fills your nostrils. The room is bright and spacious, with a large tattooing bed in the center and shelves filled with ink bottles and tattoo equipment lining the walls.

So there you are, kneeling in front of a man whom you hardly know, engulfing his entire length inside your mouth, flicking and circling your tongue around it, utterly intoxicated by the sensation, looking up at him. Akaza's well-endowed member causes discomfort in your mouth, as his size is quite overwhelming. You have one hand resting between your thighs, legs slightly spread. Your fingers are teasing your already slick clit, having pushed your panties aside.

He is fully aware of his impressive size, taking pleasure in the sight of you struggling to handle it. His confidence only grows as he slips his hands into your hair, tugging at it occasionally, while emitting satisfied grunts. Suddenly, he firmly grasps your hair and begins thrusting vigorously, his sole aim being to release his load deep in your throat. The grip of your throat around his manhood is heavenly, so tight that it causes him to let out a throaty moan.

Tears stream down your face as he holds your head in place, your eyes rolling back as he empties himself deep down your throat. Mascara smudges down your cheeks, evidence of your surrender to his desires.

Akaza smirks wryly while looking down at you, his voice filled with a sense of satisfaction as he says, "Swallowed it all like a good slut, huh? You fucking cockslut." His eyes are fixed on you, watching your reaction as his calloused hand caresses your cheek.

Akaza takes hold of your elbow and pulls you up to your feet with a firm grip. Without a chance to catch your breath, he slams you against the mirror and fucks you relentlessly. The glass fogs from his heavy breathing while you moan uncontrollably, gripping his shirt and sobbing in pure ecstasy.

This is the thickest and best cock you've ever had, and it's driving you wild.

He lifts one of your legs, wrapping it around his hip, thrusting harder and faster, filling the room with wet, nasty sounds from your abused pussy. "You're so fucking tight, cunt. You came to me almost uncovered," he muses, his voice low and teasing. "Either you wanted to flaunt yourself or you were seeking to get fucked," Akaza remarks bluntly, his thrusts become sloppier with time.

Your body trembles as you climax and cream on his cock, taking all of his cum inside of you.

As it all comes to an end, he grabs your face with his hand and gives you the sloppiest kiss you've ever experienced. A string of saliva connects your lips when he pulls away. "You really took it all like a good, little whore," Akaza says, smirking at you.

After the intense intercourse with Akaza, you feel a sense of relaxation and contentment wash over you.

Akaza notices this and leads you back to the tattooing bed with a confident stride, ready to continue his artistry. The atmosphere in the room has changed; it is now charged with a quiet intensity and focus. As he prepares his tools, Akaza explains the steps in the tattooing process, his voice low and soothing, as if no passionate events had occurred between the two of you.

As he begins to work on your tattoo, you can feel his hands on your skin. They're strong and skilled. Akaza gives you a warm smile, sensing that you're feeling more at ease now.

You can feel the gentle pressure of the needle on your skin, a sensation that is simultaneously painful and pleasurable. The pain is bearable, and you find yourself relaxing into the rhythm of Akaza's movements. The man's using his expert touch to create the design you've chosen. As he works, he keeps up a steady stream of conversation, asking about your interests and sharing stories from his own life, ever so casually.

It's a distraction that helps take your mind off the pain, and you find yourself relaxing more and more as time goes on. After what had just happened, the slight stings caused by the tattoo gun's needles feels insignificant to you.

It is an easy job for Akaza to finish the tattoo since your mind is still reeling from the pleasure he had given you. Akaza finishes the intricate design with ease, his skilled hands moving fluidly with the tattoo gun.

You feel a slight stings as the needle punctures your skin, but your mind is elsewhere. You can still feel his firm grasp on you, his cock buried deep inside you as you both moaned in ecstasy.

When he's finished, he steps back to admire his work, but he's not just admiring the tattoo - Akaza is admiring you. "You look even more beautiful with the tattoo," he praises, his voice low and seductive. He offers you a discount on the tattoo, still grinning from the intense pleasure you both shared.

You eagerly ask if you can come back in maybe two weeks for another tattoo, and he nods his head, knowing that he has you under his spell. As you leave the shop, you can still feel the aftershocks of pleasure pulsing through your body. You know that you will be back for more, unable to resist the allure of the tattoo artist named Akaza and his skilled hands.

#tattoo artist au #akaza #akaza smut #akaza x you #akaza x reader #akaza x y/n #akaza x reader smut #kny smut #modern!akaza #dom!akaza #tattoo artist akaza #demon slayer #my writing #kny akaza #upper moon three

[tiza0925]

I'll Give You A Reward

Warnings/Tags: NSFW, Explicit Sexual Content, Riding, Vaginal Sex, Female Reader, Demon Sex, Squirting, Creampie, Degradation Kink, Praise Kink, Stomach Bulge During Sex, Top!Akaza, Soft Akaza, Lap Sex, A Little Bit of Biting

Pairing: Demon!Akaza x Female Reader

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

“Getting tired already?” 

Akaza smirks up at you from where he’s sitting on your bed—his back resting against the headboard with his legs splayed out in front of him while—

You shake your head, sucking in a sharp breath through your mouth.

—While you’re in his lap, sweat beads down your forehead as you try to hold onto his shoulders with all the strength that you have, your fingers digging into his skin as you roll your hips against his. 

When all he can hear is your breathless pants and see how cloudy your eyes are, he lets out an amused snort as he grips onto the flesh of your ass, nails digging into the plump skin hard enough to pull out a choked gasp from you. 

“If I can recall,” Akaza drawls in that low, taunting voice of his, and he flexes the muscles in his stomach to lean forward until his mouth is only an inch away from yours, “just a few minutes ago, you were so eager.” 

You let out a small whimper, feeling how his voice rumbles against you when he talks like that right against you. 

“You were so desperate to have my dick inside you,” Akaza emphasizes by using his grip on your ass to pin you in place while he tenses his thighs, allowing himself to roll his hips up to push his cock a little deeper inside you. 

You can feel his smirk widen against your lips, and all you manage to do is swear under your breath when you feel him stretching your cunt open even more—

“Now look at you,” Akaza darts his tongue out to run it over your lower lip, and he finds it cute how you still try to chase his mouth, “already tired and I can feel your legs shaking around me.” 

You don’t even try to hide it at this point—you can feel how your legs burn and are ready to give out at any moment every time you lift them just before you sink back down onto his cock. 

Akaza clicks his tongue. “And I thought you were supposed to have high stamina for a Hashira.”

When your eyes flicker to meet his, you narrow your gaze with your brows pulling down. 

It’s not that you don’t have the stamina—you do, god, you absolutely do. 

You were trained to the bone to have high stamina…

But that was for fighting. 

When you had a sword to wield and needed to use your breathing forms. 

You can uphold yourself in a long, tiresome fight until you take your last breath if you need to.

It’s what being a Hashira is. 

You have the stamina to fight demons, it’s just…

“That’s not fair,” You murmur, sucking in a small breath when you feel Akaza use his hands on you to move your hips, making his cock move around inside you. 

…Getting fucked by a demon is a different story. 

Having to use all your strength in your lower body and stomach while having something so big—bigger than what you’re used to from the past—inside you, filling you up until you feel like your throat is full—

It’s a lot. Overwhelming. Extremely different from what you’re trained to withstand. 

“What’s not fair?” Akaza raises an eyebrow, but his movements don't stop—his hips slowly moving with yours, making sure you can feel every inch of his dick. 

“It’s not the same,” You huff out, using every last bit of your strength to keep on going, riding him until you feel the muscles in your thighs scream at you to rest. 

It’s so much—

“Oh,” Akaza’s lips pull back into a grin, his fangs poke out and gleam a dangerous tint under the dim lighting in your room.

And fuck—you want nothing more than to just lean forward and run your tongue over his fangs.

Is that normal? 

Hell—is any of this normal? 

…Probably not, huh? 

Akaza leans forward a little more, his hair brushes your cheek as he moves his head until his lips are against your ears, and his voice is so low, teasing, and throaty, as he murmurs, “Is my cock too much for you to handle?” 

God—

“Can you not take it anymore?”

You let out another whimper, your hands sliding to wrap around his neck to hold onto him, and you duck your head into the crook of his neck. 

Taking that as a sign to continue, Akaza wets his lower lip, feeling pride beginning to bubble in his chest. “You know,” he sighs, feeling himself twitch inside your warm cunt, “I would ask if you wanted to stop, but sweetheart—” he pauses to bury himself as deep as he can, making you let out a small cry and cling onto him even more, “I don’t think you want to, now do you?” 

Despite how spent you are—especially after he already made you come twice before this—and how much your entire body is aching—

He’s right. 

You don’t want to stop. 

It—he—feels too good. He’s able to reach parts inside you that no other guy that you’ve been with was able to achieve. 

It’s addicting and you just can’t bring yourself to tell him to stop. 

Akaza’s teeth gently graze over your ear lobe, his voice vibrating pleasantly through your body, “I can feel how wet you still are," and it’s the lewd, wet sounds that your bodies make every time he sinks back into you that serves as a testament for how wrecked you still are. 

He moves his lips down, spreading goosebumps over your neck when he glides his tongue—wet and hot—over the bend of your neck. “Creaming all over my dick like a little slut that you are.” 

At this point—you’re not even moving on your own anymore. 

You’ve acknowledged that your body just can’t do it—letting your entire frame slump against his. 

Which is more than fine for Akaza, as he simply continues to use his hold on your ass to move your body—and even that feels good for you because he manages to have your clit brush against his lower stomach with every thrust he makes, causing small sparks of heat to rack through you. 

Akaza doesn’t try to hold back the smug smirk that crawls onto his lips—and despite you not being able to see him, you can hear the victory in his voice. “I guess you should feel proud that you lasted this long.” 

It’s not like he doubts your ability to stay strong for a long time. 

He knows how resilient you are—how hard it is to wear you down. 

It’s how you two ended up where you are now in the first place. 

He saw the potential in you when he witnessed you fighting one of the other Upper Moons. 

And he was intrigued by you, to say the least. 

Akaza grazes his teeth over your neck, his fangs making their presence—acting as a warning for what he’s capable of seriously hurting you if he truly wanted to, but also as reassurance for showing you that he would never actually do it. 

That you are safe and he will take care of you. 

“Taking me so well despite it getting difficult for you,” it’s funny how fast he can switch from degrading you to showering you with nothing but praises within a matter of seconds, his voice sounding dark but sweet like it’s been dipped in chocolate, “being such a good girl for me.” 

Just hearing those words makes you clench viciously around him, which pulls out a low groan from him, his breathing getting a little heavier than before. 

His hands move to hold onto your hips in a tight grip, making you gasp, and he holds you in place while he bucks his hips up again—circling his hips to make his cock drag inside you while adding stimulation to your clit from his navel.

“Maybe I should reward you,” he murmurs as he pulls his head back to take a look at you, watching you with determination as he admires every twitch in your face when pleasure takes over you. 

All you do is moan, catching your breath and sliding your hands down to cling onto his bare chest, feeling overtaken by the twin sensation of feeling so fucking full and heat exploding in your stomach.

“Would you like that, sweetheart?” He asks while one of his hands moves to the bottom hem of your shirt, and your stomach clenches at the faintest brush of his fingers against it.

You’re not that sure what, exactly, he means by rewarding you—but you decide to widen your eyes, making it look a little more pleading in a way that he likes.

Because no matter what—you know that he always makes you feel good.

The corner of Akaza’s mouth ticks up, and his fingers slowly move up until he almost reaches one of your breasts—your heart rate speeding with every second he takes in touching you.

“I can fuck you until all you know how to do is scream.”

The moment those words leave his mouth—

Your eyes go agape—excitement thrills inside you at the mere thought of him doing that. 

Of him essentially ruining you until you’re just screaming—most likely his name—while your mind is swimming in some blissful world. Knowing nothing but how he fills you up and splits you open in the best way imaginable.

But—

You don’t have much time to react to that because at the same time—

The very tip of his fingers move up and brushes over your nipple, causing you to let out a gasp.

“You would be a little mess,” He teases you while slowly circling the pad of his finger over your nipple, making the heat in your stomach grow and tighten into a ball, ready to burst at any minute. 

He dips forward to plant a kiss under your jaw, making your entire body shiver with lust when he continues in a sweet voice. “You would look so pretty for me as well.” 

That has you letting out a small whine, and he can sense the frustration in it, causing him to grin wickedly and pull back to look at you. 

“Something wrong?” His fingers haven’t stopped moving around your nipple, adding more pressure to make your body spasm every few seconds, all while using his other hand that’s around your hips to help you grind on his cock. 

You frown, your mouth slightly turning into a pout. “You like to tease a lot.” 

“Do I?” Akaza doesn’t sound surprised when he asks that, his grin widening ever so slightly. 

When he sees your frown deepening, that’s when he decides to take mercy on you—only a little, though—and grinds his hips up to pull out another moan from you, and some of your fluids begin to leak out and down his cock. 

“I haven’t noticed,” Akaza simply lies, and you roll your eyes, but you don’t say anything else—too busy focusing on how stuffed you feel with him inside you. 

His hand leaves your hips to reach for your hair to tuck behind your ear, and his fingers wrap around the back of your head so he can pull you close—finally capturing your lips with his. 

You jolt at the intense stimulation from him flicking your nipple, his hips still moving to drag his cock along your walls—making you feel so satisfied and owned—while he deliberately sucks on your lower lip. 

It makes you want to melt against him—give him all of the control and let him do what he wants. How much you trust him enough to take care of you until you’re too fucked out to even think coherently in the end. 

It’s so, so tempting—

You let yourself relax into a shuddering breath, little gasps and pants leave your mouth with how much pleasure he’s giving you and he isn’t doing that much yet. 

Akaza takes the opportunity to slide his tongue inside your parted mouth, kissing you harder and drinking down every sweet moan you make, causing his head to spin with growing need. 

Fuck.

Never, in a million years, did you think you would ever end up here—letting a demon not only steal your breath by kissing you senseless but also by letting his dick reach so deep inside you that you swear you have trouble breathing because of it. 

But—

Akaza slowly glides his tongue over yours, and it feels so obscene but you can’t help but moan in response, and you faintly move your hips so that your clit bumps against his body because everything feels so fucking good.

—You don’t regret how things turned out for you. 

You don’t regret letting Akaza touch you that night months ago. 

You don’t regret a single decision you ever made that involved him—and maybe that should be a warning.

A red flag that something is wrong with you.

But you just don’t. Care. 

Akaza exhales a sharp breath through his nose, trying to calm himself down with how soaked and insanely warm you feel around him—how your pussy is practically drooling all over his cock, made the worst with how beautiful you sound against his mouth. 

And yes—he is a demon. He has high stamina, and strength, and can last for a while. 

But you, for some reason, make it nearly impossible for him to keep it together for longer than he normally can. 

Maybe it’s because your body has been responding to him so well, or how good you are at taking all of him when nobody else in the past could—

Or maybe it’s something else—something deeper for how he feels for you. 

Something that he is struggling to deal with because it’s…new. 

But whatever it is—all he knows is that he can’t keep teasing you like this. 

He can’t handle restraining himself from not flipping your positions and fuck into you until he can see those pretty little tears spill from your eyes. 

He wants so bad, and you feel so good, and—

Between giving you a long, thorough kiss, Akaza mumbles a soft, “Hold onto me.” 

And you fail to hide the excitement that small sentence brings inside you as you smile against his mouth, arms coming back up to wrap tightly around his neck for support, and you kiss with so much eagerness because you have an idea of what’s about to happen. 

It doesn’t take much for him to move you—the muscles in his arms flex against you as he holds onto you when he tips you backward, your shoulders and back hitting the soft mattress underneath you. 

He never breaks the kiss, and you sigh contentedly with your lashes fluttering as he follows you so now he’s on top, his body slotting perfectly between your legs. 

The only thing is that—he managed to slip out while moving you, leaving you suddenly empty—but that’s okay because within an instant—

He’s moving to hook his hands under the bend of your knees, and he uses that to push your legs towards you and against your chest until you’re nearly bent in half. 

And when he goes back in—

It’s with a hard thrust—not too harsh to actually hurt you, but enough to knock the air out of your lungs and all you do is choke on a loud groan. 

Holy fuck—

He pulls out slowly, dragging his cock along your walls until the tip of the head catches against your hole, and he gives you such an achingly soft kiss before he’s pushing himself back in—and it’s such a harsh contrast to how hard he is when he fucks you. 

His hands slide down your legs until his fingers wrap around your ankles, and he moves your legs so that they’re resting on his shoulders, and from there—

“Fuck—”

You suck in a sharp breath at the slight change in position as his hands come down to the bed and rest on either side of your shoulder—

It’s so much. 

Like this—with Akaza slamming into you without stopping for a second to breathe—

It feels like he’s fucking into your soul, and all you can do is hold onto him, your nails drawing harsh, red lines down his back that makes him hiss pleasingly. 

(And god—it’s times like this where he wishes his body won’t heal so fast. 

He wants those deep lines to leave a mark on his back—he wants to be able to keep them and look at them in the mirror, serving as a reminder of what he did to you in bed.)

“You’re so good for me,” Is what gets murmured into your mouth as Akaza kisses you so intensely, his voice coming out as a throaty groan. 

And you want to say something in response but it’s so hard—

“Taking all of me like you were made for this,” There’s thick possession in his voice when he says that, and some part of you keens at the implication that he already thinks of you as his. 

The next time he thrusts into you, his cock goes straight for your G-spot, and he stays there, rotating his hips to milk out a litany of swear words from your lips. 

“Oh god—”

You’re so, so fucking close—

“For a demon to ruin you,” he bites onto your lower lip, not enough to draw blood, but enough to have sparks of slight pain shoot down your body, mixing with the mind-numbing pleasure growing from your belly. 

“And look at you, never backing down from it,” Akaza chuckles breathlessly when he tries to kiss you but you can barely kiss him back—it’s all open-mouthed and sloppy, with you simply trying to survive the brutal movements of his hips against you. 

He directs his head so you can vividly hear just how affected he is as well when his lips stop against the shell of your ear. “You really are a slut, huh?” 

His voice rolls down your body, leaving a path of goosebumps and heat along the way that you begin to arch your back, pushing your chest closer to his. 

You let out a wet moan, his name getting mixed somewhere in it, as you bury your face into his neck—and that seems to spur him on even more. 

He picks up the pace, which makes your eyes roll back and all you can do is scream and hold onto him like your life depends on it—and every time he slams into you, some of your fluids gushes out of you and stains the sheets. 

God—

“I—” You choke on a sobbing moan, trying to talk, but you can barely get a single word out without feeling like your words are getting punched out of you with every thrust of his cock inside you. 

“What was that?” Akaza taunts you, and despite how affected he is as well—he still sounds more levelled than you do right now. 

You whine, and your nails break the skin in his back to draw out pebbles of blood—and you swear he’s doing this on purpose, making sure you can’t say more than a few words because he always chooses to push his dick as deep as it can go inside your cunt whenever you open your mouth to talk. 

“What were you trying to say, darling?” There’s that playful tone of his again, covered with something sweet and thick on the edge of it.

You groan, feeling like you’re ready to combust. “I’m—gonna—”

Oh, he knows.

He knows exactly what you’re trying to say because he can feel it with how much tighter you feel around him. 

With how drenched you are that it’s just these lewd, squelching noises that fill the room as he fucks you. 

He knows you’re close—you just need some stimulation on your clit to tip you over the edge. 

He’s fucked you a few times before to fully understand how your body works, what it needs, and how he can push you past your limits. 

It’s how he’s managed to make you cum more than once in a single night than any of your previous partners could ever accomplish. 

Your entire frame shakes when you feel his slick tongue drag over your ear. “You’re gonna cum?” 

Nodding your head, you take quick, short breaths while your orgasm steadily approaches you. 

“You’re so close already, huh?” He shifts to put all of his weight on one hand while the other moves to your tits, his thumb rubbing over your sensitive nipple. “Gonna cum again after I already gave you two orgasms?” 

Not that he’s complaining—he loves making you lose your mind in various ways, hearing you moan so shamelessly, and knowing that he’s the one who is doing it to you. 

“You’re so needy, sweetheart,” he mocks with a croon, a smile in his voice. 

His hand travels further down and over your stomach, loving how smooth and soft your skin feels against his rough hands and—

At first, you think he’s going for your clit to help you with your orgasm, anticipation rising as his hand lowers.

But then—

You feel a little lost when his hand stops right on your lower stomach instead, and it feels heavy like he doesn’t intend on moving any further down.

What the hell—

Akaza groans into your neck because fuck—he doesn’t have to add any pressure to feel the slight bump in your belly. 

How he can feel his dick fucking inside you—that it’s so big it creates a little bulge—showing him that you’re taking him so damn well. How much of a good girl you are for him, and—

His orgasm is right there. 

God—he’s not gonna last. 

Without any warning, you feel his hand apply pressure to your lower stomach, and you don’t take it in what he’s trying to do until—

Oh, fuck—

Your eyes widen with realization when you feel your G-spot gaining more stimulation, the pressure almost becoming unbelievably intense that you let out a long moan, and he doesn’t stop—his cock rubbing against that area from the inside until all you see is white. 

“I—fuck, Akaza, wait—” You squeeze your eyes shut, and your cheeks flush red when you feel like your bladder is about to explode.

Holy shit, are you really going to—? 

All Akaza does is suck on your neck—something that he knows drives you insane—while he continues to push down onto your stomach, and you can feel the determination behind the strength of his hands on you. 

“You—I think I’m going to—” You try to give him one last warning—but it renders useless with how hard he’s fucking you and—

It’s too late. 

You don’t have the time to say anything else, your orgasm already beginning to crash into you with such intensity that all you manage to do is sob into his shoulder, feeling tears spilling down your cheeks as you accept what’s about to happen, and—

God, you feel so embarrassed and your entire body is heated when you feel liquid spurting out of you. 

He tips his chin down to get a better look at what’s going on, and he curses under his breath at the sight of you squirting on his cock and him—making a mess everywhere.

And it’s that very image—paired with how you’re pulsating around him so deliciously while moaning his name—

That does it for him.

“Fuck,” Akaza lets out a low moan right near your ear and reaches to bite down onto your shoulder as he fucks you through your orgasm while he feels his hitting him so rapidly. 

You scream in both pain and overwhelming pleasure when you feel his fangs pierce through your skin—he didn’t do it on purpose, he swears, but he can’t help it when his fangs are so damn big and sharp. 

Everything turns into white, hot pleasure the moment Akaza comes inside you, thick spurts of cum spilling inside. 

And because he’s a demon—it’s a lot. Meaning he fills you up to the brim, making you feel so stuffed with both his cock and cum, that you can barely move. 

You don’t realize how violently you’re shivering until you finally come down from your orgasm. 

You don’t realize it until you’ve stopped screaming and it’s just small gasps that you make, your arms feeling tired from holding onto him and scratching him so hard. 

And Akaza is right there—whispering soothing words, kissing your neck and jaw so tenderly while using one hand to brush your damp hair out of your face. 

You instantly lean into his touch, blinking wearily until all of your senses come back to you as you let out a little sigh. 

“There you are,” He purrs, a smile curling at one end of his mouth.

Your eyes move to meet his, and you can’t help but feel safe and warm when you see golden-blue eyes gazing down on you with so much adoration. 

“You okay?” He asks with genuine concern on his face as he wipes a few of your tears away with his thumb, silently thinking to himself how pretty you still look despite how wrecked you are right now.

You clear your throat, wincing at how much it’s already starting to hurt, and nod. “Yeah.”

He gives you one last look over before he glances at the bite mark he left on your shoulder, and immediately his face falls and he looks so guilty.

Shit.

“It doesn’t hurt,” You try to reassure him, one hand coming up to cup his jaw, your thumb rolling over his cheek. 

Akaza doesn’t move his eyes, watching how red those small marks are around your shoulder. 

He wasn’t careful enough to stop himself from biting you—even if the intention was because of sex, he still bit you.

He had a taste of your blood. 

And it makes his stomach sink because of it. 

“…And I’m still alive,” You add on with a soft voice, and that seems to do something because he finally has it in him to look at you, a slight frown on his lips. 

You smile, all gentle and warm. “You could’ve done worse but you didn’t. You said you don’t kill women, right?” His eyes widen, and you go in to leave a chaste kiss on his lips. “I trust you enough that you won’t break that.” 

Akaza pauses, initially doubtful at your words—

“...” He swallows hard, letting out a slow exhale when he feels you try to deepen the kiss and put all of your emotions behind it. 

It’s what helps to make him less tense. 

Because you’re right—he doesn’t kill women—and he proved that to you many times before. 

He doesn’t intend on ever changing that rule—and as long as you show him you trust him, it’s enough for him.

Akaza lets himself relax into the kiss—it’s languid, slow, with nothing else hidden behind it except for the mere need for comfort. 

“...I’ll start a bath,” He mumbles before pulling away. 

A small whine gets stuck in the back of your throat because—as much as you want to stay like this and let him kiss you until you feel dizzy from it—

You’re beginning to feel cold, and sticky, and the need to feel clean and change into new clothes sounds more appealing. 

When he leans back and pulls out, he catches sight of his cum leaking out of your abused cunt. And he tugs on his lower lip when he sees just how much was inside you—sometimes, he forgets that it’s a lot more than what an average human male produces. 

But fuck—

The view is so filthy, and he wants nothing more than to just put the thick liquid back inside you—maybe put a plug in so you can stay full of his cum all night.

That thought alone has his spent dick twitching—

Maybe next time he can do that. 

For now, he simply leaves so he can bring back a warm cloth to wipe you before helping you into the warm bath that he’s made for you. 

For now, his focus is on making sure you’re okay and taken care of—

And it’s not necessary, but he does get into the bath with you—insisting that he should help wash your hair.

You don’t fight him on it—the gesture is sweet enough for you to simply lie back against his chest while he does all the work. It’s calming, anyway. 

And as he massages the shampoo into your hair, talking about something to do with spider lilies and the sun, you let your eyes close and you can’t help but smile at the life you have right now because—

Who knew that becoming a demon slayer could lead to this? 

Life is just full of surprises, isn’t it? 

End

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[mysicklove]

𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒

Paring: Sub! Akaza X Dom! Gn! Reader

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: Threatening, heavy power dynamics, edging, pillow throwing lol, growling, teeth baring, heavy praise and petting, soft dom reader and confused akaza

A/N: This was a blurb, and then a drabble, and then it hit 1k words and I turned it into a fic. Honestly, mostly akaza trying to manage power dynamics, not alot of smut.

He can’t do it anymore. He physically can’t. It’s even taking a mental toll on him.

How has he let a mere human like you take control over his body?

He has been edged for thirty minutes now. It was a long time for most people, but to him it felt like hours. He has been biting his tongue to hold back threats.

Akaza knows he likes being submissive to you, he knows for complete sure he does. He was the one to ask you to take the lead. Sure it came off as a complaint of a demon commanding a human, but you knew what he meant. He hated that you knew. It made him feel weak.

But in these moments where you deny him pleasure, he hates being submissive. He wants it all, every touch, graze, or caress. How could you deny it to him when he was the one who originally commanded you?

But you don't seem to care. You leave him hanging dry, with no fear of consequences. He could kill you in a heartbeat, but still, you torment him.

Akaza lunges for your hand when you begin to pull away from his leaking cock. Second time this has happened and he cannot be denied an orgasm any longer. He has played your good pet for too long.

He bares his teeth at you, the needle-sharp canines exposed in all their might. His face scrunches up in a glare and he can feel the rumbling of a growl in the back of his throat.

You watch as he squeezes your wrist and begins to pull it back to his now leaking dick. “Touch me.” He hisses and you raise your eyebrows at the tone.

Your hand goes limp in his hold and he tries to rub himself on it, the growls keep picking up in volume at your defiance.

He meets your stare, ready to threaten you some more, but when he sees you innocently blinking up at him, he knows how he is doing this is wrong. He knows that having a tantrum will not get him anywhere.

You always have those eyes when he acts out. When he doesn't get his way. You stare at him like you looking at a small child. It was humiliating.

You only did it when he plays the demon card on you. When he uses the strength of his body to overpower you. When he threatens to kill you.

It’s like you know he would never hurt you, you know that after all of this, he is still sits in the palm of your hand ready to be manipulated for your every need.

In the beginning it made him even more angry. He would yell and scream all the while you would sit there and take it, petting his hair and rubbing his body like you were coaxing a child to calm down. It would take him hours to let down his walls. He was afraid to be seen as weak to a human.

But now almost instantly he seems to relax. Sees those eyes and knows that no matter what he says or does you’ll always be there to bring him down. He enjoys that you make him feel small. It was sickening.

So, he drops your hand with much hesitance. You sit and wait patiently through it all, blinking up at him with such innocence eyes when he knows that you know how much power he has over him.

Just for one last release he grabs the pillow next to him and chucks it at the door. It lands with a small thud and he heaves, baring his teeth at the door while you follow the pillow with a small hum.

You bring your hand up to the top of his head and his eyes snap to you, his canines still exposed. “That’s it, let it all out.” You coo, petting his hair, and he stares in silence. His chest rises and falls in deep breathes, and his cock still pulsates against his stomach.

“Are you with me?” You whisper, tracing the lines on his face.

He begins to relax his face, his breathing goes back to normal and he gulps at you, looking away from those eyes. “Sorry.” He mumbles, clenching his fists in embarrassment. He knows you are kinder when he is polite, he has to suck up his pride.

The cooing picks up again and he feels his face burn. “That’s alright. Look how much better you are doing. Aren’t you being such a good boy, Akaza?” Your hand comes back to his cock and he jumps. You rub the tip and he has to grit his teeth to hold back a moan. “Say it, Akaza.”

Will you let him cum now? He didn’t freak out this time and he apologized. If he says what you want him to say will you finally touch him?

He can’t even look at you in these moments. “I’m a good boy…I want—Will you let me cum? Please.” He whispers so silently that you almost missed it. His face flushes under the marks and he grabs at the sheets beneath him. He listens to the satisfying tear of the fabric.

You smile ecstatically and he flinches, still getting used to the praise. “Just three more. Can you withstand it three more times? For me, baby?”

Another humiliating nickname. If anyone knew that he let you call him this he would have to kill them.

But he wasn’t focused on the nickname. He feels your hand drawing back. He can’t do it three more times. He is bound to get frustrated and yell or break something, accidentally break you. He can't help it. It hurts.

But he can’t seem to find the words for his complains, so he does something for the first time since he met you. He whimpers.

The sound makes his widen eyes snap back to you, hoping you didn’t catch it, but with that grin on your face he knows you did. He tries to pretend it didn't happen for the sake of his pride.

Your hand is back on his cock in an instant.

After the first two denials he begins to sweat, his heart hammers in his chest and he is clenching the sheets with eyes screwed shut. He feels the urge to yell, to command you to touch him, but he holds back. For both your sake and his own. His tongue is covered in bite marks from his very own teeth.

The third denial was the roughest by far. You tricked him, saying stuff like, "Now I'll let you cum." and "It's going to feel so good, right love?" Which made him believe that you missed counted. He didn't say anything, he wanted to let you think this was the third one. He wanted his high desperately.

You pull away at the last second and he wants to yell, scream, do something, but instead he cries in pure frustration. Globs of tears drip down his face and he continues to tear through the sheets as if they were nothing but paper.

"Please!" He begs for the first time tonight. His body racks with the sobs and he leans forward to lean onto your chest as if he really was a small child. His whole cock is covered in his pre cum. It makes him feel sticky and gross. He wants you to make it stop.

You run your fingers through his buzzed hair and murmur sweet nothings into his ear. Finally, you give in, bringing your hand down and begin to set the pace once again. He lets out his moans and whines now, too sensitive and overstimulated not to. His mind is disoriented from the praise dripping out of your mouth like honey.

It only takes him five pumps for him to cum. His back arches and he has to quickly remove his hands from your body so he doesn't accidentally dig them into your skin. He doesn't moan, instead, it comes out as long shaky gasps and rapid muscle contractions. White liquid lands on his chest and your leg.

When he comes down from his high, he doesn't speak. He sits and listens to your praise, no longer feeling embarrassed about it. Instead, basking in the warmth of your words that makes him feel lightheaded.

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[i-cant-write-pls-help]

Hello, this is my first post!

I need serious help (mentally but that’s ok). Any writers who happen to like my ideas please help, I usually daydream ideas of how I want a certain character to interact with the reader.

If you do happen to write it please tag me! Please and thank you!!

Master list of my ideas

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[sanemisstalker]

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

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

Sanemi Shinazugawa

-Cums hards AND a lot.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

-Sanemi has yet to tap out before you.

Kyōjurō Rengoku

-Cums a lot.

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

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

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

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

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

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

-Will not ask. That'd be rude.

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

Enmu

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Akaza

-cums like a horse.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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[bwabys-scenarios]

NSFW

He knows you better than you know yourself.

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

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

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

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

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

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

He understands your needs like no one else ever could.

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