#kny x reader
maaarshieee · 2 days ago
hi ! if possible, i have a request
how would hashira(s, if you want) of your choice react to their s/o sitting on their shoulders/back and, when questioned, saying "im sitting on top of my world!"
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➢ Gɪʏᴜᴜ Tᴏᴍɪᴏᴋᴀ, Kʏᴏᴊᴜʀᴏ Rᴇɴɢᴏᴋᴜ & Oʙᴀɴᴀɪ Iɢᴜʀᴏ x Gɴ!Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ
➢ Mᴀsᴛᴇʀʟɪsᴛ
How would they react to their s/o saying "I'm sitting on top of my world!" after sitting on their shoulders/back~?
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cw: slightly suggestive on obanai's part, but it's nothing too serious ⚠ honestly if you squint hard enough, its kinda there but its mostly innocent stuff. better safe than sorry though. ⚠
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➢ Gɪʏᴜᴜ
Giyuu was sitting on the engawa, relaxing and sipping on his tea. It was raining, and he really needed a day filled with calmness. Although, the moment of serenity was disturbed by you sneaking up behind him. You weren't unwelcome. In fact, he's been waiting for your company to join him.
He preferred you to be on his side, even if the silence fades into your mindless, random chattering about everything and anything, letting him absorb every single information you have to spill to him without complaints. Listening to you go on and on about anything was one of the most interesting things in his everyday routine.
Watching the rain and cuddling up against each other on the engawa is one of the things the two of you do a lot, only when it rains of course. Both of you enjoy the soothing sounds of raindrops hitting the ground and the roof, the wet smell in the wind, and the slight coldness it brings. The best way to warm up? Cuddling!
Sorry, I really associate giyuu with rain.
Giyuu expected you to sit down beside him and immediately snuggle against him, but you walked and stopped before him. Facing him, you gave him a smile, a mischievous glint in your eyes that he immediately noticed right away. 
Putting down his cup of tea, he looked up at you with a curious gaze, a brow slightly twitched upwards. He doesn't say a word, but you could sense that he's a bit amused at your sudden move. Then, you sat on his lap, straddling him and wrapping your arms around his neck with a grin on your face.
Giyuu let out a small surprised noise at the back of his throat. It's not like the first time you decided to sit on his lap, it was just unexpected because when it rained, you usually just hugged him on his side while watching the rain go on. 
But if you did this just to get closer to him then he didn't mind, he could feel more of your warmth pressing against his body this way. When he's past his shock, he wrapped his arms around you with no hesitation, burying his face in your chest. He felt your body shake a little, giggling at his cuteness. 
Curious, he asked; "Is something the matter?" While it's probably nothing too serious or of importance lies, everything you say is important to him, it's unusual of you to suddenly sit on his lap, on a rainy day. He hummed in satisfaction when he felt your fingers stroking his hair and massaging his scalp. 
With a giggle, you whispered; "Nothin', I just wanted to sit on top of my world." In a teasing manner. Oh dear, he's at your mercy at this point. Giyuu blinks at you for a few moments, just holding you close to him. When he finally processed your worlds, he felt light. 
Your world... Oh gods, you love him that much? Enough to call him your world? It immediately becomes his favorite pet name from you. It sounds so sweet and heavenly coming from your voice, and hearing it makes his heart explode. 
He shook slightly against you, burying his face back on your chest and hiding his red face from you. You couldn't help but laugh at his reaction, cooing at his adorableness and stroking his hair. "You okay?" You teasingly asked to which he nodded, mumbling "Let's just cuddle a bit more," Against your skin.
➢ Kʏᴏᴊᴜʀᴏ
Kyojuro was just on his usual patrol, walking through a small city where you were shopping. The sun was setting and you were about to make your way home when you spotted him, talking to one of the vendors selling him multiple bento boxes for his nightly duties.
You were delighted that he was there, meaning you can walk home together. You just hoped he hid his sword as you advised him to since he's patroling in a much more urban area. Nevertheless, you made it your mission to sneak up behind him and surprise him!
Well, he'll probably sense you following him and glance behind him to see it's you, but what got you grinning mischievously is that he wouldn't be able to guess what you're planning inside your head. You also used the fact that it's pretty crowded, so you hoped his sense was a bit distracted.
Once he walked over to a much more secluded part of the city, you pounced on him, wrapping your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck, falling into fits of giggles. 
He knew that you were aware that he knew you were following him, and you didn't care, continuing on with your plan. Thinking it'd be much more fun, he exclaimed; "My, Y/n! What a surprise, I thought you were a demon!" You just rolled your eyes, grinning ear to ear as he grabbed hold of your thighs for support. 
Planting a small, quick kiss on his cheek, his hair tickling your skin as you clung to his back. When he's sure you're all secured and won't fall off from him, he smiled and asked what's the meaning of this, tilting his head to the side a bit. 
Kyojuro doesn't mind you running up to him and jumping at him suddenly. He's rather endeared that you trust him so much that you don't even think twice about your rash decision. Kyojuro makes sure he'll never let you fall and that he'd always catch you! Plus, he loves your tendency to be unexpected at times. Although, he's curious as to why you suddenly jumped at him, in the middle of his patrol!
You just giggled again and then shouted enthusiastically; "I'm sitting on top of my world!" with your fist up high in the air. Kyojuro stopped his tracks as his grin widened even more at your words. He felt his face heat up as he let out a wholehearted laugh, overjoyed. 
Your world, huh? He's so honored! His heart soared as he laughed along with you, more flustered than he anticipated. Yep, he absolutely adores your unexpectedness! He found himself carrying you in his arms or offering you piggyback rides more often, your words carving themselves in his head.
Honestly, whenever it pops up in his head while in the middle of a mission, his fire sparks even more and encourages him to fight harder!
➢ Oʙᴀɴᴀɪ
Obanai was just training outside your estate. The sun was setting and it'll be another hour before he settles for the night since it was one of his days off. He practically feel you staring at his back while he slashed his blade in the air, panting lightly and wiping his sweat a bit. He didn't call you out, you're probably already are that he knows you're watching him.
It's not like you always did, but you always give him a new roll of bandages, a clean towel, and food for both him and Kaburamaru after training, so he's curious when he managed to steal a glance at you and see you're there empty-handed. 
Then it occurred to him that you're an hour early than your usual cue to go over and dote on him. Now that certainly piques his interest, just what were you planning? When Kaburamaru hissed in his ear, a message saying that you're making a move towards him, he lowered his sword and sheathed it, evening his breathing and tugging on his drenched bandages. 
He expected that something was wrong because it wasn't usual of you to step in the middle of his training, so he closed his eyes and waited for your explanation in silence. To others, it may seem he's ignoring you, but after spending so much time with Obanai, the moment he sheathed his sword was an acknowledgment of your sudden intrusion, and the calm look on his face indicated that he isn't upset at all.
But when all he heard was a small 'pardon me' from you and suddenly pressed your body against his back, lifting yourself up and putting weight on him, then wrapped your arms and legs around him, he lost his balance for a bit from shock. He immediately grabbed hold of your thighs and frowned against his bandages.
Now, he didn't mind this at all, especially since you're at his estate and not some public space, Kaburamaru seemed to enjoy your closeness too but he's covered in sweat! He doesn't want to dirty your clothing and bother you with his sticky skin. But you didn't seem to mind, smiling fondly at him as you pushed back his hair, laying your chin on his shoulder.
"What are you doing?" He inquired, turning his head to face your slightly mischievous expression, planting a small kiss on his neck, ignoring the sweat. He shuddered, his heart suddenly beating fast once more. Obanai was honestly lovestruck with you at the moment, especially with the fact that he's sweaty from training, you did not care one bit and chose to hug him. It made his face hot.
Then, you mumbled, "I'm sitting on top of my world, of course." There was a slightly teasing tone in your voice, smiling against his neck. His face, as you expected, turned red, and the grip on your thighs tightened when he was at a loss for words. You laughed at his expression, grinning ear to ear as you plant a kiss on his temple. 
Internally, he's freaking out. Obanai was never the one to be possessive over his lovers, their freedom was just as important as his, but when you claim that he's yours? Your world? He felt his stutter and he almost fell to his knees, suddenly growing weak.
He changes the subject, pointing out the fact that you're now also covered with his sweat, scolding you halfheartedly for suddenly clinging onto him while training. He averted his eyes from you, but you could practically hear his heart beating so damn hard. He's just too damn cute!
"Oh?" You raise a brow, pretending to examine your slightly drenched kimono, "Then let's take a shower together." You teasingly suggested. He almost dropped you.
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✦ HI!! Thank you for dropping by and requesting! Sorry it took a while, but I hope you like this !! :D This one is such a cute concept 🥺💖I had fun writing and brain storming ideas!! I know my account looks scary rn bc it's like, 80% One Piece but I swear, I'm still writing for KNY HUDKNSAD,, Also I hope you don't mind only doing 3 of them, kinda at a loss for the others except for these three, and that you're okay for picking Kyo and Oba for the other 2 >~< If you want another part with the rest of the hashiras, tell me! Sorry this took a bit! Once again, thank you very much! I hope you have a good day/night~!!
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misss-chrisss · 2 days ago
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˚ ༘♡₊˚ˑ༄ؘ PAIRINGS: Gyomei Himejima x Fem!Reader
˚ ༘♡₊˚ˑ༄ؘ WORD COUNT: 1.4k (A Drabble)
˚ ༘♡₊˚ˑ༄ؘ CW: established relationship, riding, overstimulation, implied marathon sex, creampie
˚ ༘♡₊˚ˑ༄ؘ OXOX, CHRIS: Reading the rest of Demon Slayer and well…Gyomei :P
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Hypersensitivity to touch, a heightened sense of reaction along the skin’s surface.
It’s a concept that one Gyomei Himejima thought he’d become accustomed to after all his 28 years. His touch makes up for what’s lost, the plush tips of his fingers forming a picture only his imagination could produce.
The sun’s warmth comes to him waves of heat, the whips of frigid breeze become lost feathers brushing around him, down to the splashes of a bath’s water that paint like comforting tears against his bare skin. 
It’s all dipped in his perception, his understanding of what graces his temple of a body on a daily basis. Rather it be a soft, rough, a graze or a brash interaction, not one ever bringing a moment of hesitance nor doubt in his mind. He’s used to it all by now, taking in all the natural and breathing it out as the norms of his life. 
And for the one Gyomei Himejima, he thought he had a handle on his hypersensitivity… until you entered his life.
It began in the early stages of your relationship, just as the boundaries were settling into place. The soft coos of your voice came as a tease, pulling heat from the depths of his tummy to dot the highs of his cheeks.
He sees it as childish—unbecoming of a man of his stature. To quiver and cower in the face of his lover was ungodly, but a result of his own nature— a man shied into love’s corner.
He swore he’d never hear anything like it, not from the birds, the harps, or the praise of lives saved at his hand. Gyomei could almost see it too, those plush mounds parting with each word. It’s cherubic in nature but heavenly to the sound the words rolled off your tongue.
Just when he believed he’d gotten over the ducet songs of your voice, he found himself introduced by your hand—your touch. Gyomei couldn’t believe how much power you held over him, how the drag of your fingers along his jaw makes him shiver.
It’s a far cry from subtle too, practically reaching the unexplored depths of his body. There’s a crippling sensation that licks heavily at Gyomei’s lower back, seizing him in a self-proclaimed prison of elation. He can’t think, move, or speak at the grace of your hand. 
Yet, when he’s forced to endure the strength of your doting hugs and peppering kisses, it’s a lost battle that has Gyomei’s obedience all too willingly. 
Excitement, anticipation, even crossing the lines of thrill rip across his skin at the thought of what you do to him. It’s a white-hot streak of indescribable bliss, lingering for moments at a time. Because what you do to him isn’t mere coincidence or due to his boyish antics that lay beneath the surface—it’s stemming from the joy of true love.
A love so pure, so true, could only carry such weight, where everything carries its own meaning. Gyomei’s love for you is something so deeply, its effects simply had to reverberate through him one way or another.
But, even with knowing all this, nothing could ever prepare Gyomei for what’s to come. 
He’s had you beneath him countless times, taking all he had without a word of complaint. Every roll of his hips brought him deeper to the fruits of his high. Every rut he sent against you preyed at the prize of your orgasm, effortlessly delivering you to that envied nirvana. All that Gyomei could do, could offer, all of it, was out of his need for you.
But tonight’s different.
He’d never thought he would see himself like this, the heavy mass of his body sinking into the mattress with every whimsical drop of your hips. Having you on him like this, bouncing at every inch of his cock was nothing less than invigorating. He hadn’t expected you to take such a lead, controlling where the night would end. 
Gyomei can’t keep up with you—for more reasons than one. He’s breathless at how vivid the scene becomes, how drastic he’s become to fall at your hand. Lungs are hollowed of air, rivulets of sweat splatter across his skin and drool dressing the swollen curl on his lips.
His hands trap your hips in a empty seize, refusing to use a lick of his strength to control your ministrations. Ultimately, it all circles back to his greatest enemy, what brings him to his knees and ruins the will he spent years to hone. 
Your touch.
Your hands clinging to the broad of his shoulder, etching those crimsoned crescents into his skin. Your thighs clashing along his trembling lap, the heat of skin smoldering into the rush of lust. It’s a heightened rush of ecstasy, testing all that Gyomei has come to know. 
He’s far from beginning to comprehend what your pussy does to him, the silky walls suckling the fat of his cock. Each drop of your hips sends him further than before, leaving the pink head to weep at your cervix.  Every rise of your hips pulled at his core, forcing the flushed head to plug your slit with the sheer girth. Not to mention, the luscious way your pussy clenches around the thick of his cock is reminiscent of a kiss in Gyomei’s hazy mind, slicking the thick length in flutters so wet and thick he’s nearly cumming at the thought. 
He’s fighting to be on par with you, desperate to build some ground between you both. Brash hands trace along your sides lazily, creating that sinful silhouette set to corrupt his thoughts at some later date. He has to imagine how perfect you look, bouncing on his thighs to your heart’s content. He knows his cock has you on the edge, the shy whimpers bubbling in your throat at his weary bucks.
He’s set ablaze by the thought, eyes rolling back for a minute of some half-hearted refuge. That image of your devilish grin creeping onto your puffy lips, eyes taunting to reveal the abyss of white , trailing to your pretty tits bouncing in a harsh repelling force.
He’s aching to hear just one, one cry so good that it might just set him off. Gyomei’s careful to graze right over your tits, catching your nipples between his digits before smothering the perked buds in a searing pinch. 
His ears pique at the breathless gasp overtaking your lungs, leaving his name to paint the room in a shrilling squeal. That senseless cry of yours had to be paired with the pretty flutters of your walls, the enveloping heat cocooning his cock.
“Fuck yes, Y/N! Y’re gonna make me cum so hard, s-so deep too–god, can I? I really want to!?”
Your hands part from his shoulders, cupping at the heat flourishing at the swell of his cheeks.The heavy huffs of both your lungs blend into the room’s blurry oblivion, bringing the tensed moments to a fine peak. The pad of your thumb swipes at Gyomei’s lips, prodding his pout to your lidded eyes. 
“Then cum, Gyomei, I promise to keep every drop too, baby.”
At the sound of your voice, Gyomei’s melting at the height of his desired high. The thick ribbons of white rain in sporadic tears of snow, the pretty webs decorating your womb in his scent. He can’t seem to end just right there, due to the courtesy of your hips swiveling to balance at the head of his cock.  
There’s an addictive trance embedded in you, wafting off to the dulled senses of Gyomei. He should waver you off the dangerous path of greed, but when your pussy drags along his cock in such a languid manner, he can’t help but indulge. Why, the kind gesture had the poor man pulling out blanks after blanks, bringing Gyomei over the heartless edge. 
His cries of a melded woe and pleasure fill the air, granting for you to soothe his growing weeps. 
“Aww, come on Gyo! Lemme help you ride it off, I’ll be easy on you too, ‘kay?”
And who is Gyomei to deny you when you speak like that, so soft and tender? He’s bound to comply, granting for a string of nods to fall from his head. But he knows it wouldn’t matter anyway, your hips refusing to end their gentle rock, pulling at the inflamed nerves teasingly. 
It’s futile now for him, through the prickling pain of a stiffling overstimulation Gyomei can feel that disgustingly heavy swell of his cum race to his balls once again. He’s heaving in as he searches for support, leaning against the cold wooden headrest for support.
A shiver licks at his spine, but nothing could compare the rush of blood that pools right at the fat of cock’s pink tip as he whispers his unspeakable desires unto you.
“N-No…just please…make me cum again, Gorgeous, please?”
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about the part of a reader's post that looks like a disney princess, could you do a part 2 with Kaigaku and Kokushibo?
Muzan, Douma and Akaza are here
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Kaigaku wouldn’t really like you at first.
Because you were friendly to almost everyone.
He would consider you weak.
That’s why Kaigaku really doesn’t value you.
However, Kaigaku is wrong.
You are sure when you want to be.
Kaigaku might be a little nasty for you.
Or actually he’s really rude verbally.
But still he knows how to be nice.
Kaigaku doesn't want to offend you (much.)
Your musical numbers would always be weird to him.
He really doesn’t agree to sing along.
For some reason the animals come close to him as you sing.
And then he gets nervous.
It is indeed an amusing sight.
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Kokushibo should like your personality.
It is gentle and friendly but you still know how to be strong.
You would help him relax after the "work."
Kokushibo does not directly tell the details of his "work."
He doesn't want to see you upset.
Like Muzan Kokushibo, is also not enthusiastic about making a musical number.
He's scared a couple of times when you do that.
Kokushibo finds it strange but says nothing.
His gaze can be a little judgmental.
Certainly the animals are afraid to come near him even if you sing.
Kokushibo really doesn’t care about those animals.
He would love to hear more about your world.
That would interest him a lot.
He would report the information for sure to Muzan.
Kokushibo keeps other people away from you.
Maybe he would make you a demon.
That way you can't leave him.
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cherryblossomsenpai · a day ago
Similar to the other anon comment about Nezuko loving Tanjiro and his girlfriend, but what if Naho, Kiyo and Sumi also being obsessed with them?! Like they’re commonly watching them from afar and Tanjiro and his girlfriend pretend to not notice or Tanjiro will calm them down when he finds them crying over fear that they’re gonna break up when they get into a disagreement and he tell them fighting is natural and they’re gonna be fine. Also imagine if one of the girls come up to them when they’re older and married and tells them they showed them what love is!
That's so cute!
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Role Models
"I'm so glad we were able to find this spot, Tanjiro," you sigh dreamily, resting your head on his shoulder, listening to the rustling of the leaves on the trees as another gentle gust of wind passes by. You're completely surrounded by the wonderful scent of all of the flowers around you - and you can only imagine how much more intense the smell is for Tanjiro.
"I'm glad too," Tanjiro agrees, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head, squeezing your hand just a little bit tigher.
All of this affection causes a giggling frenzy. But the two of you aren't the ones giggling. You turn your heads to just barely catch three little girls frantically hiding their smiling selves behind the side of the Butterfly Estate.
Chuckling to yourselves, Tanjiro gives you a nod before standing and heading over to the triplet’s hiding spot.
“Hmmm…? I thought I heard something…” he mutters as he stands at the wall. He can hear the girls trying to shush each other down, thinking that you two were still unaware of their presence. Holding back his chuckle, he pokes his head around the corner and says, "Found you!"
Surprised little squeaks filled the air upon realizing they had been caught.
"We're sorry!" the girls apologized, "It's just really nice to see the two of you together!"
"It's alright," Tanjiro comforted, and you couldn't help but smile as he giggled along with the triplets.
The first time that they had walked in on the end of an argument brought them complete heartbreak!
Seeing the two of you walking away from each other, arms folded over your chests.
"I'm not angry at you!" you spoke in a much louder voice than they were accustomed to, "But I am angry! So I need some time to calm down before I'm ready to talk about this again!"
They ran to Tanjiro in tears once you had disappeared.
"Tanjiro!" they cried, holding onto him, "You have to go after her! This can't be the end!"
"It's okay," he cooed, carefully patting each of their heads, "We're still together, and we still love each other very much. Arguments happen, people get angry, but we'll talk about it when we're calm again and then we'll be able to fix things. So don't worry. It's gonna take a lot more than one disagreement to tear us apart!"
Years later, you receive a letter.
"Love!" Tanjiro calls, waving the parchment in his hands, "Listen to this! It's from Sumi!"
Reading aloud so that you can hear as the girl gives you her thanks for showing her how to love someone. What true love looks like through example.
It's not quite how it goes in romance stories or gossip tales. It's not always sunny and warm. It can be difficult, it can be painful. It takes work. Work from both parties to stand together in the face of adversity, in the face of triumphs and failures, and to get stronger together because of your strife.
"Often times," she wrote, "parents are the first to show to children how to love one another. I, and my sisters, didn't have that luxury. But instead, we had you. And I'm so thankful for that. Thank you for being the perfect role models for us."
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madamxrose · a day ago
Saw you taking asks again😏😏 What would Akaza do with a reader thats eats too much sweet stuff, would he try to take readers sweets away bcz theyre unhealthy? Ur also one of my fav writers rn i love ur work sm 😩
Akaza w/a sweets obsessed! reader
♡ Word Count: 274
❥ A/N: Anon, you're so sweet 🥹❤️ It truly means a lot to me that you enjoy what I write !! I also deal with this issue alskdjfalsdjf I hope you enjoy <33 yes, I’ll continue to push the baker! Akaza agenda bc he’d be a good malewife imo <333
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➷ Originally, he loved that you enjoyed sweets
➷ Surprisingly, Akaza can bake. Contrary to his appearance, he’s naturally maternal — but only towards a selective few 
➷ Before, he’d bake you anything per request — and might I add, the best sweets you've had
➷ But over time, he realized you’d ask him more frequently
➷ To the point he’d catch you consuming more sweets in a day more than anything else
➷ Despite his hazy memories of being human, he knows the amount of sugar you consume is nowhere near healthy
➷ So, slowly but surely, he’d bake less and less
➷ Even if you insisted you were fine, he'd counter with, "it will eventually"
➷ Takes everything within him to not cave into your begging eyes and constant pleas
➷ Your happiness is a great deal for him, but your health is his utmost priority
➷ Akaza can be overbearing, but don't confuse it for controlling
➷ Firmly believes you're more than capable of making your own decisions; so, he won't confiscate your sweets
➷ Instead, his eyes bore into you while you (attempt to) enjoy your sweets; but the sheer disappointment oozing from his gaze ruins your appetite
➷ Yes, he's aware of the secret cupboard of sweets you retreat to during his absence
➷ Occasionally asks what you ate today, but it's more of a rhetorical question testing your honesty
➷ Your guilty conscious will probably rat you out, eliciting a chuckle from him
➷ He'll plant a kiss on your forehead, reassuring you he'll help you work on it  
➷ Slips in his suggestion of becoming a demon if necessary  
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lexinympho · a day ago
Give me a reader who has a big forehead and tries to steer attention away from it, but the character figures out they're insecure about it and does what they do best:
"Yeah your forehead is big, but that just means I have more to kiss~"
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mkellc · a day ago
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scar struck
obanai x reader
wc: 1.1k
warnings: manga spoilers!! but other than that, none (lemme know if you find any that i missed/should put a warning for)
a/n: lmfao this is a goofy lil one shot bc of my newfound love for obanai, sorry about the capitalization… again.. i hope you enjoy anyways though :) i got tired and like gave up towards the end lmfao don’t mind the cringe
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the fight was tough, you were covered in sweat and blood and so was your lover obanai.
you were assigned this mission to defeat a small group of demons who were attacking villages. it was unusual because demons usually don’t show up in groups, so you had a bad feeling about the mission before the two of you even departed. the problem was that the group of demons was much more numerous than what you had been told. and much stronger too.
it felt like you had been fighting for hours, even between the two of you, the amount of demons was overwhelming, especially because their strength was more than a match for your own. all the jumping around and dodging blows from almost every angle was tiring beyond belief.
the demons slashed with their claws leaving a gash on your forearm that would need to be treated and wrapped after the battle. they were fast too, but you and obanai were faster. unleashing your breathing techniques and decapitating the demons one by one you finished the fight.
just after the last demon had been decapitated you looked around to see the battleground shredded, and your arm still bleeding. then your gaze shifted to something on the ground. it was obanai’s bandages, shredded by the sharp claws of those demons.
you didnt see it, but a particular scratch from a demon had ripped the bandages from his face and left a small vertical cut on his left cheek.
he was turned away from you, head angled at the ground but kaburamaru was looking at you.
“obanai…” you said shakily. “i’ll close my eyes, you can come and use my haori to wrap around your face an-“ you were cut off by obanais smooth voice.
“y/n,” he started, “thank you for being so considerate, but it’s okay. i’ve been meaning to show you for a long time, I just didn’t know when to.”
“i just know it’s hard for you and , so seriously you can cover your face with my-“ then, he turned around “haori…” the last word came out slowly as you took in the features of the lower half of his face.
His cheeks each had a rough scar stretching out from the corners of his mouth to a little above the corner of jaw bone.
you started walking towards him slowly, your gaze never once shifting from his face. you walked until you stood right in front of him, only inches apart. you pulled him into a warm embrace, hugging him tight, admiring his courage to show you what he’s hidden for so long.
you pulled away and gazed softly at him some more now that you were closer.
“i know it’s hideous and i just hope that you won’t leave m-“ he began, but now it was his turn to get cut off.
cupping his face and looking deep into his eyes, you tilted his head to the left and planted a soft, almost angelic kiss onto his scar. a hint of shock adorning his features. then you did the same to the other side, placing a sweet kiss onto the scar on that side. then you centered his face and directly kissed his lips for the first time.
His body froze and tensed up before melting into your touch.
you had kissed him over his bandages many times, but nothing could compare to the one the two of you shared right now. it was soft and sweet, but deep and meaningful. you could taste the faint hint of iron from the blood that had dripped onto his lip, from the scratch on his cheek. and you felt the warmth of his breath radiate onto you.
obanai felt like he was in heaven. a soft pink tint had found its way onto his face when he felt your soft lips on his. you filled the kiss with so much love and made him feel so wanted. you were holding his face like it was the most precious thing to exist and kissing him like the world depended on it.
when you pulled away, his eyes were half lidded, like he was processing what had just happened.
you whispered, “obanai, you’re beautiful”
you meant him? no, you must be hallucinating. he could never be beautiful. Not with the dirty blood that flowed through his veins and the ugly scars that stretched outwards from the edges of his mouth.
“please don’t lie like that y/n,” he said
“Its not a lie if its true.” Reaching up to twirl a strand of his raven hair between your fingers.
“But y/n, they’re horrendous, how could you call me beautiful when I look like this?”
You sighed, “I just wish you could see yourself through my eyes,” you said, still peering into his heterochromia eyes, “because this you could, then you would see perfection.”
You traced your thumbs lightly over the scars on his cheeks while you leaned in once more. you kissed him again. This time with even more passion and love, though he didn’t think that was possible. your soft lips dancing with his own sent him into pure bliss.
his brows were furrowed, trying his best to imbue just as much love and passion as you. And trying not pass out on the spot from the feeling of falling in love with you all over again.
When you pulled away he asked, “Y/n,.. why?” confused on how you had chosen him instead of another. He was sure you could make anyone fall for you, so why him? “Why choose me.. over anyone else?”
You simply placed your arms around his neck and pressed your body up against his to hug him a second time.
“Because I love you, obanai.” You whispered into his ear.
He was bewildered, it was the first time you had ever said that to him. The way those words fell from your mouth filled him with even more adoration for you.
“I love you as well, y/n.” He said softly, hugging you back.
The two of you stayed like that for a while, embraced in each other’s arms, simply basking in each other’s presence, because, in the end, that was all you wanted.
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Chubby!Reader X sanemi
Reader is AFAB and has female pronouns. 
Previous fic: X
Start here: X
warnings: Long story again, mind break (ish), aphrodisiacs, exhibitionism (kinda), outside sex, cunnilingus, generally rough sex, Sanemi continues to be a giant asshole to your 'friend’, drama, a fist fight lol, angst, ambiguous spoilers at the end.
Notes: Okay! Here’s the last smut centered fic for these two! (until the last fic hehe.) I am sorry it took me a bit to write! I’m working on keeping consistent without pressuring myself! After this fic I will be writing a smaller fic for before the final battle, a smaller fic for after, and an ending fic that will include smut! I will maybe do a bonus fic after that. 
Thank you for reading and don’t be afraid to let me know what you think!
Beta read by @lets-get-kraken-boys
Tag list: @trishiepo0
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Things were becoming tense around the house lately, you being at the center of it. Not that anyone was really surprised. Since three months ago when your ‘friend’ walked in on a sight most sinful, he hadn’t said a single word to you. He stopped offering you lunch and tea. When he passed you in the hall he stared at the floor. Even when you tried to talk to him, he was short, direct, and gone before you could bring anything else up. It hurt your feelings at first, but over time you realized that maybe the reason he refused to interact with you was because he wanted something from you. Once  he found out he couldn’t have it. 
You pushed it to the back of your mind and continued on with work, counting the days until Sanemi returned. It was in the middle of fall, your favorite season really, warm in the sun and cool in the shade. You were bringing a decent harvest to the kitchen when you overheard the cooks squabbling. They needed someone to go with one of them to buy some things in the nearby town, but two of the three had to stay and do prep as for tonight’s dinner. 
When all three laid eyes on you, you agreed to go without hesitation, taking any chance given to get some space from the house. It was a brief walk before you both were in town. It wasn't too busy, but there were a few people wandering the streets like you. You both split the list and money accordingly and set to work. Your grandparents taught you the skills of ‘haggling’ with shop keeps to get the best deals. 
A few hours later you both met back up and took inventory of your shopping, celebrating the little bit of money that was left over. You split the change and decided to buy yourselves something before returning for the night. You were looking at seeds to plant, maybe start stocking up before spring so-
“Excuse me!” You stood up and  glanced around. Was someone talking to you? 
“Excuse me, miss!” A few booths down an older woman was waving you over to her booth, when you pointed at yourself, she nodded, “Yes yes! I have some very interesting things for sale~” She cooed, beckoning you over. 
You figured it wouldn’t hurt and approached her. Her table had an array of many different things you don’t think you’d ever seen before. 
“A young beautiful woman such as yourself must have men crawling to court you, yes~?” She was shoving something in your face before you could respond, “If there’s a man in your life that you want, just brew this like any other tea and it’s sure to make for a long pleasurable night!” She cackled. 
You felt your face flush and realized what she was trying to sell you. As much as you were embarrassed, you were curious as to what ‘components’ were in the little satchels of tea leaves. You quickly bought some of the tea and scurried off to meet back up with the cook. She asked what you bought and you told her just some seeds for next spring’s harvest. 
The walk home was filled with small talk to fill the time. Upon arrival you both stopped, Sanemi was leaning against the opening of the gates, staring you both down. Your friend whispered a small ‘I’ll see you later’ and sped past him. His eyes didn’t even acknowledge her, instead looking into yours. You couldn’t help smiling at him. He wasn’t even injured this time, no, he simply ‘requested’ some time off to ‘recover mentally’. 
By that he just wanted to be attached to you for a few days so he didn’t have to think about fighting. For once he didn’t want to constantly be on the offense, he wanted to exhale all the tension and inhale you. Your sly smile when you saw him was enough to make his adrenaline pump. You were both absolutely enamored with each other and the desire was palpable. As you walked through the gate, you stopped directly in front of him and bowed. 
“It’s good to see you again, Shinazugawa-sama.” You were being coy, looking up at him and fluttering your eyelashes. 
He shouldn’t have to wait; he shouldn’t have to dance around to have you to himself. So, he didn’t. 
As soon as you stood up straight, he grabbed you, throwing you over his shoulder. If this had been the first time, you’d be worried, but now when he did it, you felt all the more empowered and excited.
“I told you to call me by name” He tried to sound annoyed, but you knew he wasn’t. 
“When we’re in public I would like to be form-” You jolted as he stopped suddenly. 
“The fuck are you staring at.” Sanemi snapped, setting you down ever so gently.
Standing in front of you both appeared to be another demon slayer, but this one appeared to be very, very different. Flashy was an understatement to describe this man. He was covered in accessories. To be honest, he was quite the piece of eye candy. He was staring you and Sanemi down. You noticed that Sanemi clenched his fists. You were growing more and more confused. 
“Eh~ That’s no way to treat your elders, Sanemi~” He taunted sanemi. 
“I don’t have to respect a bitch like you!” He barked right back. 
“And just who might this be?” His eyes focused solely on you, “Ara ara~ This must be the reason you’ve been losing at sparring; she doesn’t seem like anything special to me.” Sanemi clicked his tongue at him. 
“Well, she’s not for you, so fuck off already!” He hissed and snatched you by the wrist and pulled you along as he stomped away. The other man gave a small wave and you waved back as you went. 
You didn’t ask too much about it, sensing that it would cause an argument if you asked about the obvious ‘pretty boy’. Instead, you both settled into your room. He was as coarse as ever. Sanemi complained about demons and nothing more, missions were annoying, he hated when the demons begged to live after they’d killed innocent people. You chatted about your plant’s growth and the many things ongoing in the house, omitting the part about your now ex-friend avoiding you. All while this went on, you were seated quite comfortably in his lap, working on the tea that you had bought earlier that afternoon on the table in front of you two. 
You had poured it onto a plate and were separating what you could decipher what was in it, but you couldn’t make heads or tails of the mixture. It was littered with bits of lavender, cloves, and what appeared to be green tea leaves. You figured that it was a scam anyway. When Sanemi asked about it, you said it was just a tea for relaxation and you’d make it for the both of you. When you finally pried yourself out of his lap, an exercise altogether because of he clingy boy, you left to brew the tea. 
You both enjoyed two cups, finding it pleasantly sweet and warming as night fell and it got colder. He grew drowsy and yawned, you took this as your chance to escape once again to check on your pond once more. As it grew colder, some of the fish would begin to slow and rest. As soon as spring came, they would start mating and breeding. You liked to keep a very close eye on this so the fish would not overpopulate the pond. 
You held your lantern close, shivering as you were greeted by chilly autumn air. You could see your breath as you carefully made your way to the pond side. The fish seemed well, some of them familiar with you, nudging your hand when you dipped it in the water. You giggled, knowing that they were only looking for food and feeling just a little bad when you didn’t bring it. 
Your skin started to tingle. 
You withdrew your hand, something felt wrong. The tingling started to get stronger, your skin started to heat up, your head started to feel cloudy. When did it get so hot outside? You set the lantern down and loosened the collar on your yukata, sighing in relief when the cold air met your shoulders. This couldn’t have been the tea, right? You leaned, one hand supporting yourself on the ground. It felt so nice and cold. Of course your crotch felt hot; everything felt hot, sticky, and feverish right now. 
The thought of if it had been affecting Sanemi too hadn’t even crossed your mind. 
He was laid out on your futon, eyes half lidded and fighting sleep. He was holding on and waiting for you to come back so he could trick you into talking to him in that voice you’d use to lure him to sleep. He had just about given in when his eyes shot back open. He sat upright. His fingertips were tingling. Not like the normal tingling when you’d beg for him, no, this was worse. It traveled up his arm and felt like he was burning from the inside out.  
Alarms fired off in his head. Could he have been poisoned? Was it you? There’s no way you’d- 
His crotch throbbed. 
He looked down and groaned in frustration, he looked back up the door, his vision just a little blurred and his thinking slurred. No, you couldn’t have poisoned him, but you did something else. Whether you knew it or not. He got up and made his way out of the room, using the wall to support himself. His anger was rising with every uneasy step he took. He loved you, of course, but this was going way too far. 
It was you who he sought first. It was you who he yearned for more than anything else. You had him wrapped around your finger, had him at your every beck and call. But was it not enough for you. He was gritting his teeth, praying to whatever sick god controlled this life that he wasn’t caught struggling down the hall with a massive erection. His thoughts were focusing on one goal. Get his hands on you. 
“What the fuck did you do to me.” Your head snapped over at the voice. 
When he made it to the pond you were fully sitting, leaning to the side and barely being supported with a shaky arm. You had pulled the lower half of your yukata open and had your hand buried between your legs, rubbing furiously. You seemed frantic and confused, panting and whining loudly. When you saw him, you felt bad at first, but then stared directly at the bulge in his pants. You crawled to him, hands grasping at his pants while you pressed your face against his crotch and nuzzled his erection through his pants. The desperate moment was short-lived when he yanked you back by the hair and made you look up at him. 
“What. Did. You. Do.” His tone was forced as he spoke through clenched teeth. It was so hard to talk, you couldn’t think but you needed to explain yourself. 
You opened your mouth; your words were slurred and you couldn’t stop stuttering. One of your hands was back between your legs and you felt like a shameless animal in heat. You told him about the tea and what the old woman said it was, you thought it was just a scam. Your voice was cracking and you were tearing up, but not because you were sad. You were crying because your hand wasn’t enough. You were rubbing and prodding, your thighs were wet with slick. You were crying because you were desperate to have something inside of you, to cure the ache that was getting stronger. 
He understood what you were saying and that you were sorry, but he wanted to make you feel sorry. His breathing was haggard. He let go of your hair and grabbed you by the chin, using his thumb to pry your mouth open. He loved the look of desperation on you, it scratched an itch deep within his brain. Finally, you looked as desperate as he felt when he first pursued you, and it was about damn time. Parted lips, skin glistening with sweat, and panting just to bend over and be his personal fuck toy. At this point he couldn’t hide his grin. 
“Stick your tongue out.” You complied, drooling as you complied.
He leaned down, shoving his tongue in your mouth. You thought that maybe he’d use your mouth differently, but you didn’t care. It was slippery, hot, and it made you feel dirty in the best way. Neither of you cared that you were outside. He wasn’t intending to take you inside just yet. You were pressed against one of the wisteria trees as he kneeled in front of you, forcing you to watch as he buried his face between your thighs and lapped at your throbbing core. 
Your hands were fisted in his hair and you were grinding against his face, while your legs shook uncontrollably. He hefted one of your legs over his shoulder so he had better access to you. He didn’t look away from you for even a moment, hazy eyes focusing as much as possible on every reaction you made. The first orgasm was fast and intense, sparks flying across your vision as you called out his name. Your whole body shook, Sanemi kept you steady until the tremors subsided. 
It wasn’t enough. 
Your core still felt tight, you still felt so hot. You were sure that he wasn’t faring any better than you were. While attempting to collect your thoughts and self-control you were spun around and bent over. His hand was on the back of your head, pushing your face into the wisteria tree. Sanemi couldn’t get his pants down fast enough for his liking,  acting on impulse and urges alone.
“H-Hey we can’t do this outside, wh-what if someone comes?”
You’re trying to push back and get away from him, knowing that once he started, he wasn’t going to stop. You feel the cold breeze on the bare skin of your ass followed by fingers rubbing and prodding at you.
“So what?” He laughs at you, his tone sounding as if he’s mocking you, “So what if they catch me fucking you, huh?” He shoves two fingers deep and you gasp, “I wouldn’t stop, I’d make them watch.” he curled them against your G-spot and laughed when your thighs shook.
“Don’t you want me to show everyone how pretty you look when I’m-“ He withdrew his fingers and replaced them with the head of his cock, “Fucking a baby into you?” He bottomed out with one thrust, your legs almost giving out. You choked on anymore words of protest, your head focusing on his words. You were trembling, not out of any negative feelings, but from the way your own body throbbed around him and just how full you felt.
You didn’t even notice the drool dripping from your parted mouth.
His hand settled on your lower back, rubbing gently, “See? Doesn’t that feel so much better?” His other hand was holding your hip, nails digging into the flesh with a grip that contradicted his softer tone. You nodded your head and stopped fighting it. There was only one way to beat the ‘heat’ that you put the both of you in.
After that, it was a blur of sweat, moaning, and desperation at its finest. You couldn’t say much, just trying to keep yourself quiet while Sanemi let his own mouth run (not surprising), saying and doing whatever he wanted. Slapping your ass just to get a reaction out of you and holding your hair in a tight fist. He fucked you through his first orgasm, not slowing down or stopping, but eventually pulling out of you.
Your legs gave out without his support and you were on your knees, panting and trying to gain some kind of clarity as he helped you to your feet. You were both still flushed and horny, but didn’t want to risk too much exposure.
“It’s still hard.” He mumbled, that wasn’t surprising in the slightest. Sanemi had crazy amounts of stamina, so sometimes three to four rounds was normal for you two, unless you grew tired and wanted to stop.
“Okay, let’s ju-just go to my room, okay?” You pulled on his sleeve and you both snuck back into your room with, thankfully, no one to catch you two.
All through the night, into the mid-afternoon of the next day, you two couldn’t leave each other alone longer than 10 minutes. Small breaks for the bathroom or food were scattered throughout, but other than that, he wouldn’t let you stray too far. Every time you stood up, cum would drip out of you and make you feel embarrassed, while it only made Sanemi scoff. He’d then complain, “How am I supposed to knock you up if you’re so careless” And he’d fill you right back up.
The concerns you had about being too loud were forgotten, even going so far as to abandon your chores for the day. Unfortunately, anyone who walked past your room knew exactly what was happening and the hallway leading past your door was avoided. Uzui would laugh when he’d overhear concerns and complaints from fellow nurses about you and Sanemi. He was genuinely amused and surprised that Sanemi had an obsession with you like this.
Your room was a mess and the air was damp. That night you were in his lap, legs locked around his waist and nails digging into his back while he gripped you tight and bounced you as if you were nothing more than a toy. You both were covered in bite marks, hickeys, and bruises. Your bodies were sore, and even though the aphrodisiac was at its end, your mind was lost a few hours ago, reduced to broken sobs and garbled words. Sanemi wasn’t doing much better, basically using your body to get himself off, not that it was an issue. You both acted like animals in heat and couldn’t focus on anything except chasing one last orgasm.
This time when you came, all you could do was whine and clench around him, pushing him over the edge one final time. It was a dry orgasm for the both of you and the last one as the aphrodisiacs had finally worn off. He laid down on the futon with you on his chest, already falling asleep from exhaustion while he rubbed your back gently. You both slept through the night to the following afternoon, you would have slept longer, but there was a fierce banging on your door. You struggled out of bed, your whole body sore and throbbing. You threw a blanket over Sanemi and wrapped yourself in a robe. Outside the door stood the building manager, alongside the man from the other day. The building manager had an annoyed look on her face.
“Y/N, usually I wouldn’t start issues with your ‘personal business’ like this. However…” She trailed off, trying to find the right words.
“We need to split you two up,” He cut off, “Just to ask questions. I promise.” He was all smiles and charm.
“I-I’m terribly sorry for my behavior. I’ll wake him up immediately and tell him you need to speak to him!” You bowed your head in shame and quietly shut the door. Waking up your partner wasn’t too hard but his usual morning grogginess turned into anger when you explained that you both were in trouble. He was frustrated because instead of spending a morning wrapped around you, he had to look at Uzui and that stupid fucking smug face of his.
After a brief shower to wash the dried fluids and shame off of you, you found yourself in the building manager's office. You were both avoiding each other’s gaze and didn’t want to approach this subject.
“Listen.” She began, pinching the bridge of her nose, “Relationships between employees are strictly prohibited in the house. You sleeping with Shinazugawa-sama is a loophole because you two aren’t in a ‘relationship’ and because he’s not technically my employee. However, the events of the last two days are completely unacceptable.” You shrunk under her words and she paused to sigh deeply, “I just have…..some questions.” You nodded, giving her the go ahead.
“Are you using proper contraceptives?” You nodded. “Are you being…..forced?” 
“A-Absolutely not! It’s all consensual.” 
“I see.” She pursed her lips and exhaled, leaning back in her chair, “What….happened exactly?” She was hesitating to ask this question.
You told her about acquiring the tea with the intent to decipher its ingredients, omitting the part where you and the cook pocketed the spare money. You apologized profusely, saying that you had no idea that it was going to actually work and were so deeply sorry about causing a ruckus like this.
“It’s…It’s okay Y/N really, just please be more careful next time, okay?” She sounded concerned more than angry at this point, “Just take today to rest and recover from this ordeal, we don’t know what else that ‘tea’ could have done to your body.” She smiled. You felt so relieved.
You got up and bowed before turning to leave, “Oh! Y/N!” You turned back around, “Please refrain from any extracurricular things for the next few days, aside from your chores.” You flushed and nodded before closing the door and hastily heading to your bedroom, both to clean and to keep your mind from thinking about that whole conversation.
Sanemi had yet to return as he was sitting in Uzui’s room being laughed at.
Upon the sight of Sanemi’s (Freshly showered but still a mess) disheveled look, complete with bite marks and hickeys; Uzui couldn’t keep it in. They were both sitting cross-legged at a tea table, Sanemi’s arms crossed and clenching his teeth to keep from leaping across the table and biting his colleague.
“Will you shut the fuck up already?!” He snapped and Uzui’s laughs started to dwindle down to chuckles.
“I just think it’s very funny-”
“Just ask your dumb ass questions already or I’m leaving. I have better shit to do than sit here and entertain you.” Sanemi was sick of this annoying asshole.
“Like what? Fuck that girl all day and night?” Uzui’s teasing was merciless, “Who couldn’t hear you both? Humping like animals in heat~” Sanemi scoffed and moved to get up and leave. “Are you making sure she’s not getting pregnant?”
“What?” He stopped.
“Y/N? You know, the girl who you pine for.” Uzui said it like it was obvious. It was, to everyone except you and Sanemi, “Contraceptives? Are you just having sex raw? Do you not remember any of your education regarding sex?” Sanemi’s eyebrows knit together in confusion and frustration.
“What the fuck are you even saying?” Uzui busted into loud laughter again, “What so damn funny?!”
“She could be pregnant! You are SO dense, did you ignore the sexual education class that Shinobu made us sit through?” The answer was yes, but Sanemi wouldn’t admit that.
“I guess I have to explain it to you, huh?” Uzui wasn’t going to let Sanemi live this down.
Meanwhile, you were busy cleaning. The room was just about done and the windows were open to let it air out. You had to take frequent breaks as your hips and back were more sore than usual and your lower stomach hadn’t stopped hurting all day. You figured it was after ‘affects’ of the tea and tried to ignore it. You were returning from the kitchen after taking some dishes and kindly asking one of the kitchen staff to take care of it for you, offering to do a favor for them at a later time.
Someone grabbed your wrist and yanked you back behind a wall. You yanked your hand back and looked up at the person who had been avoiding you for months. You purse your lips at the annoyed look on his face.
“He’s forcing you, isn’t he?” He blurts out.
“What?! No!” You huff and try to leave, but he grabs you again.
“You’re lying! If he’s hurting you, just say that! I can help you-“ You snatched your wrist back from him again.
“I don’t need your help!” You snap at him, fists clenched at your side. “I never asked you for anything! You do nice things for people on your own, which is nice in theory, but you always expect something in return!” You haven’t felt anger like this in years. “I am VERY grateful for all the nice things you do for me, I really am, but just because you do things for me doesn’t mean I’ll have sex with you and that you can be in my business!” Your voice cracks at the end and tears gather in your eyes, he scoffs like YOU’RE the one causing him grief!
“It’s not even like that Y/N-“
“Isn’t it? It’s happened to me so many times now” You hiss at him, “Men like you who come to me, bringing me gifts, food, and trinkets-“ Your anger wins over your tears, “Just so they can walk around the village and say that they fucked the fat girl, like I’m just some kind of milestone they can check off their list!” Your face is red and you’re heaving with rage. It’s not fair, you had spent so long with Sanemi reminding you that you’re worth more than a good fuck that you forget that, at the end of the day, you should always be thankful for any speck of attention someone shows you. You feel so sick you could throw up.
“Just stop freaking out! It’s because I love you-“
“Just what the fuck are you doing?”
You both freeze and turn to the end of the hallway, Sanemi is standing there with Uzui right behind him, who is thoroughly enjoying the drama and can’t wait to gossip about it to anyone who’d listen. Sanemi had heard what you said and that pissed him off more than your friend’s pathetic attempt at a confession. He told you how beautiful you were, how impressive your knowledge of plants was, and how nice you were to him. Surely, you understood, right? At this point, you both were the two most dense people Uzui had ever seen.
“Just forget it.” He huffed and tried to pass but Sanemi stood firmly in front of him, glaring right up at him.
“I don’t care how you feel about Y/N,” He tilted his head and cracked his neck. “I don’t care about whatever pathetic confession this might be, however…” His hand twitched, which didn’t go unnoticed by Uzui, who was on alert to keep Sanemi from doing something that he’d have no choice but to report to Kagaya.
“She’s mine. She can decide whenever the fuck she wants to stop this, but until then? She’s mine. Right?” He was addressing you, they both looked at you. You nodded without hesitation. “Right. So don’t assume shit about her or me. Again.” Sanemi almost stood on his tippy toes to assert himself, but that was unnecessary. Your friend made a face as if he was confused and bewildered. You sighed.
“Just…to you it looks bad, right?” He hesitantly nodded, “But I wanted this. If I was being hurt, the building owner wouldn’t let him come here anymore. That,  I just….I don’t like you in that way….” You tried to whisper the last part, staring at the floor. Sanemi laughed cruelly at this as your friend stomped off in frustration. Uzui called him childish and returned to his room, reminding Sanemi to ask you something.
When you both returned to your room, it was tense and quiet while you moved some things around and checked on the plants. He watched you flutter about, enjoying his favorite pastime. Every so often, you’d have to pause. Your stomach was still hurting and sometimes the cramping would be too much for you.
“If you’re in pain, you should sit down.” He mused watching you hold onto a table edge to steady yourself.
“That was mean.” You said.
“You laughing at him was mean…and what you said about us.” You were focusing on the plant on the table in front of you.
“Yeah, well, he was making you cry.” He snorted. “And it wasn’t like I was lying. We can stop what we’re doing anytime you want.” He didn’t want to actually discuss the arrangement you two had, fearing it would lead to said arrangement ending.
“I don’t want to stop but-“
“Are you pregnant?” He said it without thinking. You turned around fast.
“What? No!” You rubbed at your eyes and forehead in exasperation, “I take medicine to keep that from happening….” You walked over and sat next to him, he slung his arm around you as a reflex.
You told him you just wanted to relax, as you felt nauseous and sick. He dropped the subject and you two relaxed until dinner, talking until you both fell asleep. For the next few days, you were still being affected by side effects of the tea, so Sanemi helped you with your chores until you could do it by yourself.
You did, however, find out who that man was. When you did, you bowed and apologized repeatedly for being so rude to a pillar. When Sanemi saw this, he told you ‘He’s not even worth a damn’. However, when Uzui caught you alone, he mused that it was simply too entertaining to see Sanemi follow you around like a little yapping puppy. He told you that he’d keep your little relationship with Sanemi a secret, just to respect your privacy. Uzui left not long after that, his minor injuries being healed and heading off to another mission. Before Uzui left, he told Sanemi he should hurry up and confess and marry you before someone else does, Sanemi promptly told him he can shove his sword up his ass blade first.
It was very odd though; you and Sanemi hadn’t had sex once since the tea incident. He didn’t want to bother you when you were sore, still having side effects, and you were busy as you were a day behind on chores. You two generally enjoyed each other's company for a few days, aside from the few times you’d pass your ‘friend’ in the hall and the air would be tense for a few moments. Sanemi opened up a little, telling you about a few of his interests and his favorite foods. You returned the enthusiasm by telling him a few stories about growing up on your grandparent’s farm.
When his little vacation ends, he reluctantly leaves. You bow at the entrance and wish him a safe journey and a small ‘Until next time’. It makes his chest tight when you treat him like this, like he has a home to return too. This is the first time he hugs you before he leaves and it’s very awkward. He’s stiff and you’re confused at first, but you hug him back. For a moment, you can both feel how fast each other's heart is beating. It’s hard for him to pull away and leave as he realizes that he’s truly deeply afraid to lose you.
You spend a week in a euphoric state, sighing wistfully and deep in thought. The weather is getting colder day by day and you wish that Sanemi was still here. Things have gone relatively back to normal, everyone seemed to respect your privacy and not ask questions. The side effects of the tea still hit you every so often, you’d awake with nausea and lightheadedness. The nurses would run tests and exams, but you were okay, so they would just tell you to take it easy.
As the days went by, you’d think back to the way Sanemi treated your ‘friend’, and you’d feel worse and worse with every reminder. So, you decided that you should apologize to him. You pulled a page from Sanemi’s book and watched him, waiting for him to go into the medical supply room before you slipped in behind him. He turned and looked at you before rolling his eyes and turning back around.
“What do you want?” He kept the conversation short and to the point, and judging from his tone of voice, he did not want to talk to you.
“I just wanted to apologize. What Sanemi said wasn’t right-“ You jumped when he slammed the tray he was using to collect medical tools.
“Just save it, okay? Your personality is wasted on him. He’s a rude asshole who thinks everything belongs to him. You let him treat you like shit.” He bends down and starts picking up the things that fell.
“You don’t know anything about him.” He stands up and tries to leave, tools and tray forgotten on the table, but you block the door, “Sure, he’s an asshole, but he’s never done anything to me that I didn’t ask of him. He'd stop if I say to.”
“So, you asked him to fuck you outside like that?” Your stomach drops into the floor.
“I saw you two outside right under the wisteria tree. Real ‘Romantic’ if you ask me.” He sneered, suddenly standing closer and towering over you, making you aware of how much taller he was than you. “You were right, before, that I just wanted ‘something’ from you” He puts his hands on either side of your head, pinning you against the door. “But I don’t want it anymore. Not from someone as brainwashed or used like you are.” You can barely hear him as your heart beat was getting louder and louder, “Besides, he’s just going to leave you when he’s had enough, anywa-'' What happened after that is hazy for you. It was as if you were watching in third person.
You grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him down to head butt him right in the face. He stumbled back with his face in his hands as you were frantically trying to open the door. When you looked back at him, his nose was bleeding. Just as you got the door open and you went into the hall, he followed and snatched you by the arm. He turned you and struck you across the face. Your flight or fight instincts chose to fight, leading to you and him wrestling in a fist fight on the floor.
It took two of the cooks and a few nurses to split you both up. He felt remorseful when he saw your split lip and bleeding nose, even started trying to apologize, but you weren’t going to have any of that.
“You know WHY I don’t like you?” You yanked out of the cook’s hold. “Because I love Sanemi. He wants me for ME.” You couldn’t even stop yourself from crying, “I love the way he’s hard headed to the highest goddamn degree, that he has the communication of a fucking ROCK.” You inhale deeply, “Most of all, I love him because he makes me feel safe. Never ONCE have I ever doubted my self-worth when I’m with him.” Everyone was staring at you and you felt so exposed and vulnerable. He opened his mouth and said something, but you wouldn’t let him, “I never want to see you again.” You stomped off, two of the nurses going after you to clean you up.
After some light first aid, each of you separately telling your sides of the story to the building owner, he was dismissed from the house, while you were given verbal warning as well as probation for two months. The building owner had never yelled at you the way she had tonight. She called you irresponsible and impulsive. In a sense, she had ‘grounded you’ to your room for the night. One of the cooks snuck you some snacks and checked on you as the others were worried. You ended up with a black eye, some light bruising, and a busted lip. That night, you tossed and turned restlessly, your face and head were throbbing but not as bad as your stomach. You just kept chanting to yourself that it was just leftover effects of the tea, but you hardly got any sleep that night.
The house owner gave you the cold shoulder for two weeks before accepting your apology. Thankfully, things started to relatively calm down afterwards, but not for long. Soon after, there was word that the demon slayer corps had made a breakthrough in fighting against the demons and were preparing to go on the offense and attack Muzan directly. All of the pillars would be leading the charge and you knew what it meant. When the news first hit you, it was from an injured soldier telling all the nurses about it ecstatically, commenting that they were expecting casualties.
You didn’t expect it to last forever. You mused that maybe one day he would find someone more fitting for him, or maybe you’d find someone more fitting for you. You thought of a lot of different ideas and scenarios but there was always one you’d never let yourself dwell on. The idea of him dying. You knew that in his line of work that was part of the job, but he was always confident and he always came back. The mere idea that he may never return was enough to make you feel sick.
You couldn’t hide how it made you feel, you were out back on your hands and knees, dry heaving and throwing up. One of the nurses rubbed your back and asked you what you’d eaten lately. After answering a few more questions, telling her about the tea that made you sick, and how its side effects were still lingering, she gave you a knowing look. You knew what it meant, you shook your head and started denying what you knew she was going to say.
“Y/N….have you considered that you’re pregnant? When was your last period?” Her voice was so soft and you started to cry, sobbing out to her that you didn’t know anymore. 
You were scared.
Note: This took a very long time to do and WHEW!!! I wouldn’t have made it without my sweet and kind beta reader!! As well as all the people who have encouraged me with their likes and reblogs! Thank you all for your continued support! I’ve already started planning out what my next series will be and will hold a poll regarding that soon enough! 
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ghostlymews · 19 hours ago
i have no motivation to finish any of my current longer drafts,, so take some word vomit tanjiro thirst for now :)) dw, i’ll get to requests when i feel up to it!! y’all deserve the upmost quality so i don’t want to force it ! NSFW below!
tanjiro with pussy slapping. he’s so sweet to you, yet condescending in such a gentle way when you’ve been bad — and you know it. teasing him to push him to the edge, batting your eyelashes up at him so innocently, but he sees the way your pupils are blown wide with lust and how your eyes narrow oh-so-subtly to give away your intentions. he rubs gentle, repetitive and slow circles on your swollen neglected clit before he sends a sudden brash slap! to your most sensitive part, causing you to jolt. he gives the most tender smile the entire time, kissing the very corners of your trembling lips but refusing to fully kiss you. “you’ll be good for me, hmm? my perfect little angel.” <33
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mythixly · a day ago
I'm not sure if requests are open, but may i request older sibling headcanons and (younger sibling reader) like ones you did with Muichiro and Giyuu but this time with Obanai and Shinobu? Ty is you do this (≧▽≦)
Obanai and Shinobu with a younger sister!reader
Chef Note: Hello there, I sincerely apologize this took so long, we didn’t have the ingredients which took us forever to find, your order is finally here, please enjoy!✨💕
Pairs: Obanai Iguro x younger sister!reader and Shinobu Kocho x younger sister!reader
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Obanai Iguro
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In the past a few years after you were born, you felt pity for your older brother.
He was the only boy in your large family of women, and plus he was the first boy born into the family in 370 years.
Every day, you would bring him breakfast, lunch, dinner, which he really appreciates.
You felt horrible of just watching Obanai when the Serpent Demon carved his slit mouth.
But you were only a child that time.
When talking to him, with you on the outside and him inside the cage, you two find not one-
But two albino snakes, and all four of you instantly bonded.
You’ve had enough, you helped your big brother escape from that wretched cage, almost gotten killed by the Serpent Demon, but saved by the former Flame Hashira also known as-
Shinjuro Rengoku.
You think that Obanai would let you become a Demon Slayer?
Oh no honey, no.
"Absolutely not" Your big brother answered for the 11th time, you whined in frustration.
"But, Obanai, why not?! You know how badly I want to be just like you! A Hashira!" You pleaded, tears almost falling out of your eye sockets.
"{Name} I said no, as your older brother I have to protect you, it’s too dangerous and I can’t lose you, end of discussion." Obanai confirmed.
You stopped as you realized he wasn’t going to change his mind and you looked down in sadness.
Obanai sighs "Come here." He says as he embraces you into a hug and you return it back.
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Shinobu Kocho
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Would rather die than losing you.
I mean, have you seen Shinobu when her elder sister died in her arms?
When Shinobu got back after Kanae’s body was taken by the Kakushi, you weren’t aware of the situation.
Once she finally tells you that Kanae was dead, well you burst into tears.
A few years later, you and your older sister had changed a lot.
Well Shinobu changed a lot more.
From her angry personality, into having the exact same personality as Kanae.
Just like Obanai, she wouldn’t let you become a Demon Slayer.
Not after what happened to Kanae.
So you work at the Butterfly Estate :D
Overprotective as hell.
"Shinobu! A little help over here?!" You pleaded as Zenitsu climbed onto your waist.
"I PROMISE ON MY LIFE I WILL TREAT YOU RIGHT AND I WILL SHOWER YOU IN LOVE AND AFFEC-" Before the Thunder Breath User could finish his sentence he suddenly passed out.
You then saw a needle attached to his neck, and looked up to see Shinobu with veins on her forehead while she was smiling.
Turns out she injected him with something, and you were worried about what she injected him with.
"Did you kill him?" You questioned with a worried look.
"Of course not! He’ll be out for a while." She reassured you with her usual smile.
"Now come along now dearest sister, we have more patients to take care of!" She reminded you, and the the two of you left Zenitsu on the ground, unconscious.
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fanfic-gallery · 2 days ago
Congratulations!!! Can you write fluff prompt 19 for Kamado Tanjiro? Thank you!
Make it home together
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✎ Tanjiro x Reader
✎ “You know.. I think my parents would be proud if I brought you home.. ” Crimson hues widened, his hand clasped upon his lips, red creeping and spreading across his features..
✎ Tags: fluff, gn! reader, meant-to-be, long term friendship, friends to lovers
: ̗̀➛ Manager's/Author's note: This is so sad even though it’s fluff- WHYYY!!!(っ °Д °;)っ this is a bit shorter than I expected, but I hope you enjoy anyways, I’ll be here crying இ௰இ
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“Ugh.. ” Tanjiro sprinted towards you, arms wrapped around your neck, head tucking into the crooks of yours. You resisted, claiming the disgusting goo was smudging over his skin the harder he snuggled. Yet he didn’t budge an inch, tears rolling off his chin, staining the salt fluid on your already drenched flesh.
You both were inseparable, as two students under the watchful gaze of Urokodaki. Fondness and bond grew with hearty meals beside the fireplace, laughing at mishaps during training. He couldn’t ask for anything more. You, him, Urokodaki-san, Nezuko living under the same roof.
But he forgot.. this world was nothing but a spinning sphere never in constant standstill.
The moment you were dragged down into the depths of inky pool, did his heart stop. He couldn’t help but think back to the first time he saw the trickling of blood down your forehead, battered and bruised, sworded flinged on the opposite site of the battlefield, giant palms of the demon, inching closer and closer.
He swore to protect you, Nezuko, everyone he cherished. He isn’t going back on that promise.
“Feeling any better..?” You nodded, mutters of thank you leaving your lips. Tanjiro smiled, his warm hand threaded with yours, the heat melting away the chills. Bidding your goodbyes with the bystander, you two took off again, both of your crows soaring through the sky, announcing your next stop. 
“I heard there was a festival in Tokyo around this time, I wouldn’t mind going, want to come along?” You beamed at the word ‘Tokyo’. It would be your and Tanjiro’s first time ever experiencing the city. Little did you both know, that being country folk would take such a toll in a large area full with nothing but lights, people and buildings built sky high.
“Mmm~ this is so good!” Tanjiro stared, giggling at you stuffing your face in noodles and broth, before picking at his own bowl of noodles. You flinch a little when Nezuko’s head fell onto your shoulder, you glanced at the demon, a hand reaching for her head and patting it. Clawed fingers gripped yours, wanting the feeling to never end, causing you to chuckle at her adorable actions.
“You know.. I think my parents would be proud if I brought you home.. ” Crimson hues widened, his hand clasped upon his lips, red creeping and spreading across his features. You snapped back, lips trembling with a weight of wanting to spill a word out but nothing came to be. Tanjiro coughed, placing his bowl of udon to the side, smuttering his burning face into his hands.
You laughed.
Tanjiro snuck glances at your smiling face, the pink dusting his face growing darker. “Would they? I think they would be disappointed in a demon slayer like me!” You fanned the air, denying your worth. “No, they wouldn’t be.. you’re just so caring, even if you are weak physically, you are always strong willed, never backing away without a fight. Despite how stubborn you can be, you never have ill intentions, only pure ones.. ”
Your blood boiled, steam threatening to leak out your eardrums the longer Tanjiro rambled about your good side. The butterflies in your stomach hasn’t stopped growing ever since you met eyes with the red head. His soul swirled with nothing but kindness, how he took all the trouble to protect you even when you were better off dead for not thinking straight in the moment.
Yet he never left you alone, carrying you across the battlefield of the final selections. Healing your wounds, patching you up, stitching you back together.
“.. My parents would too.. ” Tanjiro stared in awe. Your precious smile flashing before his eyes once again, your hand intertwining his, both beating hearts in sync, warm flooding and enveloping each other.
Mother.. father.. everyone..
I promise to bring them home, if it’s the last I do..
Right, Nezuko?
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sukunababy · 2 months ago
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— Tengen Uzui, Kyojuro Rengoku, Giyu Tomioka, Sanemi Shinazugawa, Shinobu Kocho x f!reader
cw. squirting, doggy, fingering, oral, mating press, clit slapping, nipple playing, dacryphilia, riding — rbs are appreciated — m.list
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You sob into the pillow when he angles his hips and begins to fuck against your sweet spot, your dripping walls wrap him so tight that Tengen can't hold back a gasp, "uhu why are you crying? is this too much for you?" he asks with a grin on his face.
You feel so close, the sheets are soft as you cling, your legs are soft and your arms won't hold you up, your ass in the air and the lewd sounds of his heavy balls slamming into your swollen, aching nub fill the room.
"Please let me cum," you moan dropping your face to the pillow. He grunts with each thrust, his grip is rough on your ass as he pushes against you, "you better make a mess, then" he chuckles surrounding your clit with two fingers and rubbing it rough.
You can't hold back when you're over the edge, your mouth snaps open as you moan lewdly, "c-cumming..." as you gush around his thick cock, wetting your thighs and the sheets beneath you.
"Shit, that's it, come on baby one more" Uzui grunts forcing more spurts slamming his thick head into your wet nub, his hands holding you firmly by the ass as you shudder and try to catch your breath.
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You're so wet you're dripping on his balls as you sit in his lap, his hard cock buried deep in your cunt as you jump and grind against his crotch.
"You feel good, baby mh?" he whispers in your ear as you slump into his chest. Despite holding you with one hand on his thick thigh beneath you and the other around his neck, you can't keep up with his thrusts.
You can't form a response, your eyes roll back in pleasure with a moan of his name on your lips, your clit gently rubbing against your crotch making you shiver.
Rengoku's cock throbs in your warm slit, pressing on your sweet spot and the growing orgasm is unlike any before. You lift yourself off his cock swiftly, only to see squirts of your cum wet his lap. Your moan catches him off guard and to lengthen your pleasure he uses his shaft to rub your nub making you gush again and again.
You can't even catch your breath when he pulls you down on his length, your walls flutter around him as you adjust to his thick girth, "that was so hot baby" he moans grabbing your ass and starting to move under you, "do it again, make a mess, do it for me".
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"So good" you meow, his thick, hard cock throbbing in your tight walls, his girth coated with your cum as he thrusts against you.
Your head falls back into the pillows as Tomioka bends over you, his cock pressing against your cervix as he sucks and pinches your hard nipples, "I could come with just this" he murmurs in a lazy tone.
Your orgasm builds up and becomes wet, heavier, "I'm gonna cum, ... s-so good" you gasp with your fingers around his neck, your toes curling and pressing into the mattress in ecstasy.
Your mind fogs as he continues to stretch your cunt with each heavy thrust, "don't stop ah, feels so g-good there". And he can't stop when you're so pretty and wet for him, he increases the pace, sinks inside you digging into your hips so you don't slip away.
Your pussy twitches around his cock making him gasp. You start gushing cum around his shaft being forced out due to the strong orgasm, "fuck ... fuck" you moan gushing everywhere.
He can't help it, he lifts your legs in the air and bends his head over your puffy nub, sucking and licking back and forth prolonging your orgasm, making you make a mess on his pretty face too.
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"You've taken it before," he grunts when you grab onto his beefy shoulders scratching him, "stop complaining".  And you want to stop but his thick cock stretches your tight pussy so good it's hard for you to hold back the tears.
He snorts before retracting and thrusting in with one stroke, your swollen lips parting in a silent scream as he hits your spongy spot, "'nemi please" you moan, his big hands behind your knees holding your legs up in the air as he turns his hips to meet yours.
You gasp in despair, your nub being taken with each thrust, "you're my good girl, aren't you" he praises you fucking your slit, your cunt begins to tighten as his thrusts become messy.
"I'm going to make a mess" you warn him, his cock pushes into the cream you left around him as your cunt tries to push him out.
The squirt comes out roughly, wetting his chest and all around, "fuck yeah, pretty so good" he hums as he keeps fucking inside your abused creamy pussy.
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"You're so cute when you cry" she murmurs in your ear slapping your dripping cunt.
The pain runs down to your toes and you can't help it, you whimper even louder. Shinobu runs her tongue along your jaw as she pinches a nipple roughly, two fingers grinding inside your spongy spot as you lie between her thighs.
"feels good, ‘Nobu ..." you meow raising your hips and letting her angle her fingers, striking deeper into your upper wall, "will my pretty angel make a mess for me? uhu?" she asks amused, a smirk on her face as she watches her fingers disappear into your slit.
Your breathing becomes labored and you clench her thighs as she uses her other hand to tease your puffy bud, "cumming, c-cumming" you squeak throwing your head back on her soft tits.
You come with long squirts, your juices wetting her hand as she forces her fingers back into your throbbing hole, "there you go, my angel was so good" she praises using her free hand to slap your swollen clit freeing more light squirts of cum.
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s0dium · 3 months ago
Slapping your ass
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Warnings: Suggestive themes overall, fluff.
Giyu Tomioka
He saw Uzui do it to one of his wives
Uzui told him that girls love it
You were talking to a Kakushi, UNAWARE of what was about to happen
It actually kinda hurt and it made you yelp-
He just looked at you expressionless and then walked away
Obanai iguro
SUPER shy had no idea what he was doing
Totally planed this all day
It felt like a light tap
When you turned around he seemed just as surprised as you
Couldn't stop apologizing after though you kind of enjoyed it
Kyojuro Rengoku
He was just bored and wanted to see your reaction
You fell on your knees in embarrassment
he laughed and patted your head
"Your so cute y/n~!"
Tengen Uzui
Did it in front of EVERYONE because it would be "flamboyant"
You turned around ready to yell at him furiously
He picked you up and spins you around after seeing your flustered face
"How beautiful you are my flamboyant flower!"
Sanemi Shinazugawa
This mf fucker WINDS his hand back
Snickers and looks at your embarrassed face
"Sorry thought I saw a bug~"
*smirks and walks away*
Gyomei Himejima
Ok lets be honest this man would never. He is too much of a cinnamon roll plus he would break all the bones in your body. Instead Gyomei would give you a light kiss on your forehead :)
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cherryblossomsenpai · a day ago
a reader being completely a kamaboko squad simp?
The Kamaboko Squad + A Simp
Oh man, it’s just praise and encouragement everywhere, and they eat it all up.
If you're a bit more on the shy side, they would still be able to tell.
Tanjiro can smell the adoration from you, Zenitsu can hear your opinions of them, and Inosuke…well…he assumes you like him based off the aura you give.
You always have food for Inosuke. A kiss on the cheek for Zenitsu. A bandage for Tanjiro. A ribbon for Nezuko.
Scurrying around the Butterfly Estate the millisecond you hear that they've returned. Practically fighting the Kakushi so that you can see if they're alright.
Tending to their injuries, getting them medicine, water, food. They're very grateful that such a wonderful person like you is in their life!
Inosuke shows his gratitude by bringing you things. Shiny acorns, pretty rocks (so that that dumb Slayer that keeps hitting on you will back off), a butterfly wing he found that he thought you would like because it looks nice. One time, he brought an actual piece of gold. He assumed it was just a rock.
Zenitsu - well, let's face it, he'd just be a total simp for you. Very protective and will throw hands at the first sign of someone trying to take you away from him. Loads of compliments, constant offers of marrying him, but he's got slaying to do...
Tanjiro loves to spend time with you. He wants to thank you for everything you've done by helping you out with chores or other duties you have. Like Zenitsu, he's very vocal when it comes to letting you know just how much he appreciates you.
You've got Three Scary (not-so-scary-until-they-get-angry) Bodyguards at your side whenever you need to walk to the markets. They've got you in a protective circle, always making sure you're safe, well-fed, hydrated, and happy. :)
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diaphanoso · 4 months ago
mature content warnings:
somnophilia, thigh fucking, hand jobs, riding, fingering, oral (f. receiving), creampie
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kyo often finds himself restless at night, shifting around in unsettling positions while you lie dreaming beside him. he knows that you'd do anything to help him fall asleep, even if you're not awake to provide him with the help he needs. but kyo finds his cock poking up into his boxers at the sound of your soft breaths, your chest rising and falling gently. sometimes he'll find himself mindlessly humping against your thigh, letting out shaky stifled moans. he'll slip his painfully hard cock from his boxers, rutting it between your bare thighs. kyo whispers sweet words to you, telling you how good you're making him feel, even if you can't hear it.
"thank you, baby. such a good girl for me, feels so g-good."
the first time for giyu was purely on accident - he was half-asleep, his hips pressed up against your ass as he rolled his hips a few times, cumming in his boxers and waking up the next morning to find himself a mess. but the second time wasn't an accident - your hand was right there, after all. he worked carefully, grasping your hand gently and using it to jerk himself off. it was so much better than his own hand, even if he had to give you some help. but he couldn't resist the desperation, even though he much prefers your pussy.
"oh, just like that- shit. god, you treat me so well."
gyomei wakes up sometimes to you whining and moaning in your slumber, knowing all-too-well that you were dreaming about him again. who would a caring gyomei be to not help you out? he spreads your thighs carefully, slipping his fingers under your panties and finding your cunt slicked - just as he expected. he loves fingering you like that, hearing your moans get louder in your sleep. gyomei won't stop 'til you cum around his fingers, a sigh leaving his lips as he knows you're finally satisfied.
"that's my girl, cum around my fingers. i know you wanna, let me hear that pretty sound you make."
obanai loves when you fall asleep on his chest, your thigh draped over his hips. but he can't help his cock growing harder each time you shift your body around on his hips and sigh softly in his ear. he'll whisper dirty words to you as he pushes just the tip of his cock into your darling cunt, moving slowly but just enough to get himself off. he knows you're okay with it, especially since he's so busy during the day. he muffles out grunts, filling your pretty pussy with his cum and drifting back to sleep.
"oh, i love your little pussy. makes me feel so good, baby, fuck."
tengen is always away on missions, leaving you starved on occasions. you know he'd do anything for you, and he knows how desperate you can be. so when you eyed his profound bulge poking into his boxers, you found yourself in wanting. you straddle his hips, letting his cock sink into your needy cunt and bouncing a few times. but when tengen wakes up, it doesn't take long before he gets even harder and starts fucking up into you the way you deserve.
"now that's a fun way to wake up. don't stop, darlin'. go ahead and keep usin' my cock like that."
sanemi cares deeply and always wants to please you, even if he doesn't show it sometimes. but it possesses him sometimes, his lips feeling the need to kiss darlingly down your bare stomach. he's a competitive guy, pushing himself to see how many times he can make you cum with just his tongue. he loves the way your clit gets perky after a few licks, urging him to give you more as you whine softly in your sleep.
"g'morning, baby. gonna start the day off right, yea?"
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sakusins · 2 months ago
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includes: uzui tengen, hashibira inosuke, rengoku kyojuro, kamado tanjiro, shabana gyutaro (just pretend he’s human in this okay)
notes: i am a little fixated on demon slayer as of late if you haven’t noticed :,)
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✰ 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐍 groans, dragging his feet into the room stiffly. he curses under his breath as you stir in your sleep, eyes fluttering open as you give him a sleepy smile when you realize he’s home. “you’re back. how was the mission?” grinning at you fondly, he chuckles, cupping your cheek as he leans down to press a kiss to your forehead. “didn’t mean to wake you. i won a flashy victory, what else?” he moves to stand to his full height, and you grab his hand with a pout, staring up at him with tired eyes. “no,” you whine, “you only just got back.” you lift the blanket, staring up at him expectantly to join, and with a low chuckle, he gives in and crawls in beside you, pulling you flush against his chest. “i still have to bathe, you know,” he murmurs, but you press a soft kiss to his pec, snuggling your cheek against the firm muscle and smiling to yourself in content. “stay here a bit first,” you murmur, falling back asleep as he rubs your back, and a bath might sound nice right now, but the sound of your soft breathing as you shift closer is even better.
✰ 𝐆𝐘𝐔𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎 walks in with his back hunched, scowl on his face as he slams the door shut behind him. you stare at him with a soft smile, lifting the blanket up and holding an arm out. almost instantly, the stress rolls off his shoulders as he slides in, head finding your chest while you kiss his forehead. “long day, huh?” you murmur, stroking through his hair slowly. “yeah, daki was being difficult,” he grumbles, looking up at you and pouting as he adds, “and my back is sore.” chuckling quietly, you bring the covers over his body, rubbing his back slowly and smiling as he lets out a relieved sigh. “maybe if you didn’t hunch all day, you back wouldn’t be sore,” you tease. he scowls once more, burying his head into your chest, and you press one more sweet kiss to his temple as you relax. “supposed to pick my side,” he mutters through a yawn, smiling to himself as you giggle, and he thinks as long as he ends each day with you, they can’t be too bad.
✰ 𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 shakes your shoulders, waking you as he complains loudly for you to get up. groaning, you pull the covers over your head, only for him to pull them down instantly. “wake up, you’re always sleeping,” he grumbles, prodding your shoulder with his finger harshly. huffing, you smack his hand away, and he growls under his breath in frustration. “leave me alone, inosuke, it’s too early,” you glare at him. he scowls, but his lips curl ever so slightly into a small pout, making your features soften as you take in the sight. “well i’m bored,” he mutters under his breath, staring at you with a raised brow when you lift the blanket up, ushering him to join you under the covers. “come back to bed then,” you murmur gently, and even if he complains under his breath, his body presses as close to yours as it can get. “this is a waste of a perfectly good morning,” he grunts, but he lets out a soft sigh when your fingers thread through his locks. “you seem to be enjoying it,” you snort.
✰ 𝐊𝐘𝐎𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐎 is a little concerned when you’re not jumping into his arms as he walks through the door, searching through your home to find you. he lets out a soft breath of relief when he sees you bundled under the covers, and a wide grin stretches across his face instantly. “baby, it got cold without you,” you pout, opening the blanket to signal for him to join you, hand out and grabbing for him. he chuckles, slotting his body next to yours and wrapping two strong arms around you as he pulls you against his chest. “we can’t have that,” he murmurs, pressing a sweet kiss to your forehead, “gotta keep you warm, then. that better?” your hand trails to rub his chest in slow circles, and he lets out a soft breath, curling his arm around you tighter. leaning up and kissing his jaw, you hum as you nod, and he’s glad he gets to come home to you, always keeping him warm on the coldest of nights too. “way better.”
✰ 𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎 sits down at the edge of the bed beside you, smiling to himself as you sleep. he cups your cheek, rubbing a thumb in slow circles as he admires your features. “you’re so pretty,” he hums, leaning to peck your lips softly, but he’s shocked when you return the kiss, cracking an eye open slowly. “welcome back,” you yawn, “why’re you staring at me like a creep?” you’re blinking up to look at him as he sends you a soft grin, and he feels his chest swell with affection as you rub the sleep from your eyes. “why’re you pretending to sleep like a creep?” he counters, and you giggle as your hand takes his into your grasp, tracing over the scars slowly before planting tiny kisses along each one. it’s quiet for a bit, and then you scoot over to the side, lifting the blanket up and staring at him expectantly. “come to bed, i missed you,” you whisper, and as he slips under the covers with you, both of your quiet laughs mingling against the fabric as your limbs tangle, tanjiro knows he’s home.
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sugeto · 2 months ago
+ breeding, pregnancy, poly relationship implied, no prep, rushed smut, riding, some jealousy, unprotected sex duh, cream pie duh, implied modern au I think?
+ hi this is my first work 4 kny so ignore bad characterisation n also any typos 😓
“You’re jealous, aren’t you?” You shrug off Uzui’s touch and walk past him with your snooty, little nose in the air. “My baby’s jealous.” The teasing lilt in his voice indicates that he’s finding this all too funny.
“I am not jealous, Tengen.” You prod a nail at his firm chest, glossy lips forming a pout that he bends down to kiss away.
“You are,” he insists, and there’s no escaping Uzui’s hold, his arms wrapped around your middle, keeping you in place. “My baby wants a baby too, don’t you? Is that the problem?” Bullseye. That is exactly your problem. You want his baby so bad you could die.
“Yeah,” you frown, he smooths the divot between your brows with his thumb.
“All you gotta do is ask.” Uzui tells you, lips stretching into a cheeky smile, and his eyes glint.
Suma has always wanted a baby, and she made that clear from the very start, so it’s no surprise she was the first to bore him a baby. Makio is reluctant, she says it’ll fuck up her figure - Uzui doesn’t push and he never will. Hinatsuru seems to be fine either way, just like she always is. But now you’ve been struck with a terrible case of baby fever, and all you want is a little bundle of joy. With his eyes and smile and maybe your nose. “Can we have a baby, Tengen?” You ask, fiddling with the hem of your shirt, “will you give me a baby?”
“Course I will, babe,” he says, taking a seat on the edge of the bed and patting his lap. “Gonna give you as many as you want.” You sit with each leg over his right thigh, hands braced on his chest.
Uzui pulls your shirt over your head, deft fingers working on your bra clasp and letting it fall to the floor. He squeezes your tits, puckered lips wrapping around your pert nipple, you tilt your head back and let out a soft whimper. He pulls away with a pop, and you tug free the belt of his robe, exposing miles and miles of firm muscle. There’s a pause for you to simply admire his figure. Then he shuffles backwards until his back hits the headboard. “You gotta work for it, babe.” Uzui rolls your nipple between his thumb and pointer figure, you can feel his hard dick pressing into your covered pussy from below. “Gotta beg like Suma does.”
No one begs like Suma does. Her candy-coated words come natural. Suma isn’t afraid to wail and plead until her throat is hoarse and the neighbours have knocked on the door a multitude of times. Suma doesn’t have any shame, neither does Uzui, and he eggs her on to boost his ego. “That’s why I fucked her nice ‘n full.”
“Tengen…” you rest your head on his shoulder, he can feel your pout on his skin, rubbing his hand up and down your back to quell your bashfulness. “Please?” You try, a miserable attempt that only makes him snicker.
Uzui’s fingers hook beneath the waistband of your cotton panties, you lift your bottom so he can slide them over the swell of your ass and down your legs. “Gonna have to try harder than that, baby.” He nips the supple skin of your neck, and when you raise your head to pout again like the crybaby you are - Uzui only mocks you with a pout of his own.
“Tengen,” you wrap your arms around his neck and cling to him, “I want it,” you declare and then add a ‘please’ onto the end of your sentence to be polite.
“You want what?” He hums, big hands finding purchase on your hips and forcing you to grind down on his cock that gets cushioned between the soft lips of your cunt. “Tell me nice ‘n clear, baby doll.” You let out a gasp as his tip bumps your swelling clit, clutching at his shoulders and trying to ignore the little jolts of pleasure that burst through your system with each drag of his cock.
“I want… I want…” you struggle to string a sentence together, “I want your cock.”
He flicks your forehead, “see? Wasn’t so hard now, was it, baby?” Uzui presses a thumb to your clit, spreading your slippery folds and watching as a bead of arousal trickles down your inner thigh. The prospect of him stuffing you full of his cum is enough to have you dripping wet. “Fuck,” he hisses through his teeth at the sight of your shiny cunt. “‘M gonna give you a baby, alright? I promise.” Uzui never breaks a promise, whether or not it’ll take thirty of his loads to get your belly swelling, he’ll keep going until your wish is fulfilled.
You sink down on his cock with little resistance, something that takes you both by surprise despite how evidently wet your pussy is. All of his uncut, fat cock stuffed to the hilt in such a tight cunt. Like the glutton you are, you circle your hips and reach down between your thighs to soothe your aching clit - not giving Uzui the chance to even blink.
He slaps your hand away, pinching your clit and levelling you with his narrowing eyes. Uzui plants his feet on the bed, fucking up into your cunt with a pace that has you lurching forward and grabbing onto his chest to stay upright. “Atta girl,” he praises when you let out a pornstar worthy moan, lips curling upwards into a snug grin. Your walls pulse around his length, drool pooling in your mouth and dribbling down your chin - he’s too good, knows your body like the back of his hand.
“Please, fill me up… need it so bad, please—” you beg dumbly, going limp in his hold as he uses your tight, little hole to his heart's content. What sends you over the edge is the constant rub of his fingers on your throbbing bud, pushing back the hood and watching as you fall apart, melting like a dish of butter left out under the afternoon sun. You’re just too easy, not as easy as Suma, but certainly easier than Makio who’s particular about how he fucks, and Hinatsuru who needs more than just his cock to come undone.
Your body trembles with aftershocks, letting out a yelp when he slaps your tits that bounce with the force of his thrusts. “Tengen, please,” you plead, eyes watery as you drag your nails down his chest and clench around his cock. “Please, fill me up.”
“Fuck, stop that, ____.” He grits out when you clamp down, milking his cock and practically forcing him to dump his load in your sweet cunt with a grunt. There’s tons of it, milky white and sticky, thick as it drips out of your hole and down his shaft and balls. Silvery strands stick to his sweaty forehead, broad chest rising and falling as he tries to regain composure. “Gotta fuck you again.” Uzui concludes after a moment, the carnal urge to fuck load after load into your pussy drives him on. “You wanna get filled again, don’t you, baby?”
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mypapiiguro · 4 months ago
Hashira NSFW links
Tengen uzui 
1. Manhandling you 
2. Taking his big cock deep
3. A video you send him while he’s on a mission 
Obanai iguro
1. Dripping all over his cock
2. Throwing that ass back on him while he catches it all. 
3. Letting him kitten lick your clit 
Kyojuro Rengoku 
1. Riding him in the backseat of his car while creaming on him so good.
2. Pounding you in a mating press
3. Squriting so much becasue he fucksyou soo good. 
Giyu Tomioka
1. Riding him so good you get to hear his cute moans 
2. Hitting it from the back for the first time 
3. Missionary is so good with him 
Sanemi Shinazugawa
1. Fucking you rough on a table 
2. Slutting you out
3. Trying to ride his big cock before he takes control 
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sanzusbrat · 2 months ago
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pairings: all x f!reader
cw: overstimulation, fat breeder balls, mating press, full nelson, use of toys, unprotected vaginal sex, kny boys being kinky and dom as hell, slight noncon
note: kny men overstimulating you!
"that's how you like it, huh? being folded in half like a dirty little whore."
douma's folded you into a mating press, his big and heavy balls slapping against your ass as you struggle to take in all of him. he's always had trouble fitting, but with your legs tossed over his shoulders and your ankles bound together, he was able to delve deeper inside of you. backing off, douma allows your legs a rest, his remaining spurts of cum still potent at your entrance. the demon admires your pretty pussy in his line of view, pinching at your clit where his semen collects. rubbing the nub between his finger tips, you arch your back in pure dismay, the overstimulation being too much for your fucked-out wreck of a body. your sweet tenor rings music to douma's ears as he slips the pad of his thumb against the apex of your clit. pleading for him to remove his fingers, his soon to follow insertion has you squirting miraculously. your overly sensitive clit still pinched between his fingers as you come down from your high, essences forming a puddle below your thighs.
"you think i need to give you a rest? remember who you're speaking to. i am a god, and i call the shots at all times."
"god, my balls feel so heavy tonight. i know how much you wanna get filled up, no?"
akaza's fat dick proves itself not to be enough for your resilient body. he puts his wits to the test, figuring out the best way to overstimulate you. once your body's contorted into a full nelson, akaza's fingers dance in circles over your nipples, piercing the buds with his fingers, only to move downwards towards your mound. you're frantic to cum, already having done so twice. you thoroughly enjoyed akaza's methods of overstimulation, responding in a snide, bratty tone of voice whenever he struggled in his rhythm. it felt too good, too damn good for akaza to think straight. cock settled between your folds and sliding up and around your wet hole, the demon pulled your thighs closer to your chest, with no intention of abandoning your erogenous zones. with each sudden clench, akaza refuses to slow down, slamming into that tiny spot inside of you that was sure to make you cum in an instant.
"you love being stuffed, especially when i'm at your most sensitive areas."
"you've been such a good girl today. would your pussy like a reward?"
koku's swift form of lovemaking is controlled by the rhythmic contractions of his hips, and those thick, semen filled balls meeting your bottom per thrust. he's eager to hold you by the neck, fingers entangling around your windpipe as he plows himself deeper, rubbing your clit with each soft jolt of his strong hips. koku will often go down on you before and after lovemaking sessions, your body going into sensory overload with each flick of his wet muscle. forcing you to look him in the eyes, he adores the way you clench around his tongue, only to slide it upwards towards your folds and settling itself to suck on your rosebud. whenever you feel you're about to cum, koku burdens your pussy with an array of lovebites, nipping at your folds as your stomach churns in bliss. his cock hardening at the sight of your contractions, ready to throw you into consecutive, rough rounds.
"i can tell you're ready for another round mentally. but what about your little clit, baby?"
"sluts don't get to decide when they cum. i'm the one in control, i'm the one with the power. you're nothing but a brat with a sly mouth."
muzan's a brute. most of his pleasure comes from overstimulating you until you're crying out for him to stop. he'll hold a vibrator to your clit and poise your legs together with rope. turning the toy on maximum speed, muzan punishes your cunt with angry, soulful thrusts. he's not quick to reach his end, and will hold off significantly by edging himself until he feels your hole begin to contract. following your session, he'll continue to hold the vibrator to your clit, not once giving you a breather. occasionally, he'll remove it in order to silence your cries, hushing to you softly and peppering you in sweet talk. muzan's sadistic side is compliant on your behavior, as he doesn't take a liking to brats. he'll suffer through a your manner of tone until you're ready to submit to him fully. the shimmer in his eyes unmistakably paired with a grimace.
"you're so easy, you know? just to throw around like a fuckin' ragdoll for me."
"there's so much passion in the way you roll your hips, baby."
yoriichi takes his sweet time with you, garnering enough tips and tricks to have you squealing from the endless cycle that leaves your body in shambles. he's hyperfocused on your nipples and the way they harden with ease in between his fingertips. he'll even hold a vibrator them, which resonates in a new feeling for your body. you've never felt as much pleasure as you've experienced with yoriichi, and he's keen on edging you as frequently as you wish; both before and after making love. yoriichi's a proficient brat tamer, getting off on the fear induced look in your eyes as he subjects your pussy to the wrath of a flogger, only to kiss you clit with affection after he's calmed down.
"you ready for one more succession? count for me... one, two, three..."
"i serve your body as your body serves me. you are not to take the vibrator off, you hear me, slut!"
tengen bases his pleasure off of his partner's, and what better way to worship their body than to position himself between your spread thighs and tongue fuck his way into your crevice. he'll do you the favor of holding a teeny tiny vibrator to your clit, applying the maximum amount of stimulation until you're about to cum. tengen edges you for hours, your clit a throbbing mess and your back contorted into a subtle arch. he's not satisifed until you're red and messy, cunt lips puffy and lewd panties slipped to the side. he refuses to tear them off himself, figuring the gesture is none other than filthy. and tengen will poison your body with sinful pleasure until your throat's caught up in hoarseness, tearing up in pleasurable arcs of pain which tengen bestows upon you. the man's fairly messy himself, cumming inside of you first in order to lubricate you all the better.
"oh, how i love cumming in that sweet, tight little hole before i play around with you."
"got ya all tied up, looking like a bitch in heat. how slutty are you, really? you wanna show me?"
the roughness of sanemi's thrusts are met with the generous slap of his giant balls. he's quick to tame a brat as soon as she crosses his field of vision. grinding your hips on sanemi's thigh, you angle your hips slightly in order for his fingers to fit perfectly near your clit. he'll flick at it, torture it, abiding by your screams in order to boost his ego. the talent in sanemi's fingers is beat only by the aggressive nature of his hips... which shatter your body into fragments as they clash with yours. fist around your throat, his cock planted hideously deep inside of you, he'll overstimulate your gspot with the head of his cock. you're inclined to make a scene at this point, claiming that if he doesn't stop you might as well squirt and cum, but sanemi's not going to let you. he's made himself clear from the start what he does and does not tolerate.
"fuck! i love hitting your sweet spot, really makes my cock harden like nothin' else."
"i'm sure you want my tongue on your clit, no? would you prefer my fingers?"
giyuu's eyes meet your starfield orbs, applying pressure on each portion of your body as he fondles your most sensitive areas with care. giyuu's the most attentive partner he can be, fiddling with the hem of your panties before sliding the damp undergarments off, relying on your brattiness to take over. you'll spit words at him out of spite, just to urge him into letting your orgasm at least once. while you're sure to cum at least twice before he properly fucks you, giyuu takes time into consideration. the longer you wait, the stronger your orgasms may be. he's not a fan of using toys quite often, and will rely on his fingers and tongue across the soft buds of your nipples before gently suffocating you, hips stationed into the mattress with his free hand. his digits prove to be much more efficient than toys anyhow, sliping and sliding beneath your folds teasingly before you grab his wrist with vigor.
"there's multiple ways we can carry this out, but my cock is never to leave the confines of your cunt. is that clear?"
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sukunababy · 4 months ago
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— stepdad!Tengen Uzui x f!reader
» req. Mina can i request prompt 60. “No, I'm going to make you feel good ” for Uzui Tengen? Thank you 💕 — @cursedmoonchild
» req. So my request is for stepdad Tengen Uzui. He decides to marry y/n's mom. Out of spite, y/n doesn't do any chores that is assigned to her, sneaks out of their home and refuses to listen to anything any of the other wives tells her to do. Tengen decides to take matters into his own hand — @tojibreedingme
cw. mdni. age gap (Tengen is in his 40s — reader in her 20s), step-cest, daddy kink, deepthroating, gagging, mating press, degradation — use word slut just one, cervix kissing, belly bulge
an. thanks for your requests babies 🖤☁️ — m.list
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Maybe you should have listened when his wives asked you to do something around the house, whether it was laundry or dishes, sweeping the floor or working in the garden.
Maybe you should have listened when your mother told you that you were now a family and you had to abide by their rules too, even if their rules forced you to come home too early or not invite boys over.
You were no longer a kid, but maybe you should have asked to be allowed to go with them instead of staying home with your new stepfather.
Or maybe not.
Tears fill your eyes as you choke on his cock stuck in the back of your throat. You look up at him from under your lashes as Tengen slips his fingers through your hair, pulling you to him once more, "now, look, this wouldn't have happened if you'd just followed our rules, brat" he murmurs holding you still with your nose pressed against his crotch.
Drool drips down the sides of your lips and onto your chin as your gags echo through the room, and he can't help but smirk at your smutty appearance as you swallow his fat shaft, again and again.
When you pull off the drool keeps you glued to his head, and as sore as your throat is you can't stop your lips.
You're relentless as you suck on the tip of his cock, your hand sliding on his balls and caressing them as you bob your head back and forth in a slow, sloppy, lewd rhythm while little moans of pleasure escape you, because yes, it gives you pleasure to suck his cock, it gives you pleasure to choke on his long shaft, it gives you pleasure to hear how he moans low and rough.
And then his hips jerk forward slamming deep into your throat, his hand presses behind your head as your eyes snap open and tears wet your cheeks, "mmhp daddy" your voice almost not audible as you roll your tongue out to get more room for his throbbing cock.
Tengen quickly thrusts back and forth and when he pulls off you give him one last long tongue roll and smile at him lasciviously, "this wasn't a treat for you" he whispers pulling you to your feet and pressing you to the mattress.
Your gaze travels down his body and you stare unashamedly at his pecs as he climbs on top of you, his mouth is hot as he hums in your ear, biting your earlobe and moving down your neck leaving red wet marks, "you're just a whore aren't you?" he asks with a smirk.
You meow lewdly as you spread your thighs wide, "what now?" you tease him wrapping your thighs around his hips, "are you going to punish your naughty little girl?" and Tengen can't help but giggle pushing his shaft heads between your glistening folds, "no, I'm going to make you feel so good you'll want more and more, and to get more you'll have to follow everything daddy says."
You moan obscenely when Tengen hooks his arms under your legs and lifts them up, pushing your knees up to your shoulders, his cock working its way into your dripping hole and his swollen balls slamming into your ass.
Your warm walls wrap around his cock as his thick head repeatedly kisses your cervix, you're biting the back of your hand and your eyes glisten with tears as you stare as his white hair falls back over his face, "feels so good" you whimper taking in all that Uzui is giving you.
He thrusts his hips forward in short, sporadic jerks, watching you scream every time his cock comes out of you, and he can barely think straight as he pushes himself back in and fucks against your cervix, slamming his tip against it.
"Shit, like this" he growls through gritted teeth as your back arches under his thrusts and the knot in your stomach unties bringing you to orgasm.
Your mouth opens wide, your eyes grow hot as you stare at him and Tengen's thrusts slow as he empties himself inside you, your belly swelling with his sticky seed and his words echoing as he strokes your tired, trembling legs, "since you can be such a good girl for Daddy?"
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