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Crimson Guardian Part2 NSFW

Please check out Part One

Kyojuro Rengoku x Wife! Reader

18+ MDNI!🚫

CW: NSFW Content, minor angst, controlling/manipulating behavior, fluff-ish.

Y/N POV

Scenario: Once you agree to Kyojuro's request, you gather with Kagaya and the other Hashira to share your decision to retire early. But as you spend time with Kyojuro, you start noticing some changes in his behavior. You can't help but wonder, did you make a big mistake? He's your husband, after all. Surely, he wouldn't try to control or manipulate you. Maybe he's just worried about your safety and wants the best for you, right?

- Two Endings

A month had passed since I laid down my sword for the last time. I've spent my time at the Rengoku Estate as I had anticipated, assisting Senjuro with chores and cooking, while striving to earn Shinjuro's favor.

However, it all felt sluggish my days stretched out, feeling so unproductive.

Kyojuro was called on a mission far away, and he's been gone for almost two weeks now. I find myself overcome with loneliness, feeling hollow inside.

When I wasn't busy helping Senjuro, I often took walks and started getting into reading, though lately, I've found myself drawn to books on swordsmanship and battle techniques. It might seem pointless now, but it's all I have to occupy my mind.

Many times, I caught myself pacing around the estate, practicing fighting stances or swinging an imaginary sword, earning some strange looks from anyone nearby.

But I couldn't bring myself to share any of this with Kyojuro. I wanted him to believe I had moved on from being a demon slayer. Instead, I painted a picture of focusing on myself and preparing for the prospect of starting a family.

I've been writing to him almost every day since he left, keeping him updated on what's been happening back home and just checking in on him.

He says his mission has been successful so far, and he should be home very soon, which is good news. It's difficult to fully embrace retirement when the person you did it for isn't even here to enjoy it with you.

Today has been particularly slow. All I've done is help water the plants outside and dive deeper into my books. Shinjuro has been in his room, drinking, while Senjuro has been practicing his writing inside. And here I am, sitting under this same tree, reading the same book on breathing techniques for the past three hours...

However, my entire mood shifted the moment I heard the cawing of a crow announcing Kyojuro's return from his mission. He was finally home.

I could feel the excitement as I watched him walk through the gates of the estate, his big, bright eyes and fiery hair a welcome sight.

It didn't take long for him to spot me, as he quickly ran up and grabbed me, spinning me around in his arms.

"I've missed you so much, my little flame!" His booming voice was a comforting sound to hear in this moment.

I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck as he held me.

"I missed you so much, Kyo." It didn't take long for that hollow feeling I had earlier to finally disappear.

After he finally put me down, he pulled away to get a better look at me, scanning me up and down with his usual happy smile.

"You look so beautiful, my dear. Retirement seems to be treating you well already!"

"Oh, do you really think so?"

"Of course, sunflower. It's good to finally see you dressed casually and enjoying yourself at home. One of the main reasons my mission was such a success was because I wasn't worried about you. I knew you would be here waiting for me when I returned. I knew you would be safe."

I almost felt guilty. Since he left, I've been so bored out of my mind, stuck here at the estate, but if it’s really helping by keeping his mind at ease while he’s away I guess I don’t mind.

"How are you doing, my love? I know writing in letters can only reveal so much. Are you really okay?"

His voice softened, and his smile grew gentler. My heart raced at the sound. No matter how much time passed, I was still as in love and attracted to Kyojuro as I was the first time we met.

"Yes, I'm doing great. Senjuro and I have been quite productive lately. We even discussed setting up a small vegetable garden in the yard to reduce our trips to the village market." I forced a happy smile onto my face.

"That's wonderful news! I'm so happy you're finally making this old place your own." He then pulled me into another hug, burying me in his chest.

I couldn't bring myself to tell him the truth—that I was bored and missed the core and all my comrades and friends. They had all become so busy with work that I went from seeing them every day to never at all, so quickly.

As I relaxed into his embrace, I felt his body tense slightly. He pulled away from me slowly, his expression puzzled.

"Sunflower... what is it you're reading?"

I glanced behind me to see my book still lying on the ground, its cover exposed. It was just a book, surely not that significant.

"Oh, that's just an old breathing technique book I found in the study room. I thought it looked the most interesting out of the available options."

He looked at me for a moment, then took my hands in his, holding them tightly.

"My love, if you had told me you wanted to read, I would have gladly bought you as many books as you wanted. You don't need to waste your time sitting and reading about attacks and breathing techniques anymore." His voice was filled with concern.

Little did he know, I chose this book specifically to occupy my mind. If I couldn't fight anymore, the least I could do was read about it.

"That's sweet of you, Kyo, but honestly, I don't mind."

His smile returned somewhat, and he moved his hands to hold my shoulders, gently leading me back to the main part of the estate.

"Let's get you inside, my love. I'll tell you all about my mission!"

I allowed him to guide me back, passing Senjuro on the way.

"Go ahead, little flame. I need to have a word with Senjuro."

I observe as he starts walking toward his younger brother; they engage in conversation, and I begin to make my way indoors.

Despite my initial intention to leave, a strange hesitation washes over me. I linger by the doorframe, eavesdropping on their discussion.

Senjuro's voice reaches me first. "Welcome home, brother. How was your mission?"

"It went smoothly. I'm relieved to be back," he responds, pausing briefly.

"Senjuro, how's Y/N? Have you noticed anything unusual about her lately?" My ears perk up at the mention of my name.

"Y/N? She seems fine, I suppose. She's been quite helpful with chores around here," Senjuro replies.

"I see. Have you noticed her reading more?" he probes further.

"I think so. Though I'm not sure what she's been reading," Senjuro admits.

"I see. Please, keep an eye on her for me, Senjuro. I'm concerned," Kyojuro says, placing a hand on his brother's shoulder.

"Concerned about her reading?" Senjuro's confusion is evident.

"No, just in general."

With that, I turned away from the door, deciding it was best to stop listening in.

Why would Kyojuro worry about me? I'm safe at home, just like he wanted. Wasn't that the whole point of being here? To ease his mind?

I can feel a mix of frustration brewing inside me, and I'm not sure if it's aimed at Kyojuro or myself. I've always prided myself on my swordsmanship, setting high goals and pushing myself hard to protect others and find purpose.

But now, I can't even enjoy reading a book about what I love without making my husband worry.

I step into the kitchen, ready to get a head start on preparing dinner. Gathering the cooking utensils and spices, I realize all that's left is to chop some of the vegetables.

As I rinse them off, I notice we're short on a few key ingredients.

My garden plans with Senjuro would have been perfect right now. Looks like I'll have to make another trip to the market.

Letting out a small sigh, I tidy up and head towards the door to slip on my shoes. Honestly, I could use some fresh air. I feel guilty leaving knowing Kyojuro just got here, but I think he’d much rather dinner be super good than complain about me stepping out.

I had a stranger Lingering feeling. There's something about his smile that feels off, like there's a hidden pressure behind it. Why?

As I'm slipping on my shoes, I sense someone standing over me.

"Where are you off to, sunflower?" Kyojuro inquires.

"Just getting a head start on dinner and realized we're missing a few things. I was about to run to the market," I reply.

"Hurry back to me, my love. You know I don't like it when you're away." His warm smile could melt anyone's heart.

He plants a kiss on my cheek before heading back into the other room.

As much as I adore him and miss him, I need just a moment alone to think right now.

As I make my way to the village, I pick up some vegetables, meat, and a few other things we need for the estate. On my way back, I spot Tengen and his wives. They seem to notice me too, especially Makio, who starts waving enthusiastically in my direction.

I walk over to them, feeling happy to finally see some familiar faces. It feels like it's been ages since we last caught up.

“Y/N, it's good to see you," Tengen greets warmly.

“How have you been? We haven’t seen you in forever!” Makio cries out excitedly.

"I've been well, how are all of you?"

"We've been doing just great," he responds.

"How's, uh, retirement?" Hina asks with a half smile.

"Oh, retirement has been... great," I reply, attempting to sound convincing, though I'm not entirely sure I believe it myself.

Tengen lets out a sarcastic laugh. "Sorry, but it's just so hard to believe. You had one of the flashiest breathing styles and trained almost every day, only to retire before becoming a Hashira. I just always thought you were too stubborn to quit so early.”

Hina shoots him a quick glare.

But it's all true; Tengen and his wives have been around since before the beginning of my and Kyojuro’s relationship, training with us, going on missions, and even just hanging out together casually.

They exchange silent glances for a moment and I notice Tengen’s expression change into a more serious one.

"Y/N, Kyojuro is one of my closest friends, and it's really not my place, but... do you think maybe you decided all that just a tad too quickly?" Tengen sounds more sincere this time.

"I mean, you were on your way to becoming a Hashira yourself," Suma adds.

Taking a deep breath, I realize they're right, but I already knew that. I wasn’t the one they should be lecturing in this scenario. I never wanted to retire; I just wanted to make Kyojuro happy.

"I promise. This is a decision I've made. I want to settle down and start a family with Kyo. I wouldn’t want to risk going out on a mission and dying before having that opportunity," I assert.

Though they still seem unconvinced, Tengen puts a reassuring hand on my shoulder.

“Kyojuro's a lucky man to have someone who cares about him so much. However, I think you should stay in tune with your training for now.”

“You are still so young, Y/N! It’s always possible that once you have children, you could potentially want to come out of retirement. Maybe be a trainer for young slayers!” Makio adds with a hopeful tone.

Suddenly, my spirits lift. They were right. Just because I retire now doesn’t mean I can’t come out of retirement in a few years. As long as I keep training at home, I should be fine!

“I suppose you are all right. I will definitely keep training. I’m sure Kyo will think that’s a great idea.”

“That’s the spirit. I’m glad we got to run into you,” Tengen says with his usual smile.

“I’m glad I got to see all of you. I promise I’ll try to make an effort to come around more.”

“That sounds perfect,” Hina exclaimed.

After we exchange our goodbyes, I watch them walk off together, smiling and talking.

A wave of realization and relief washes over me. Maybe retirement didn’t have to be as bad as I was making it out to be.

Upon finally arriving back at the estate, I walked up to the entrance with a smile on my face.

I recalled there was a book in the study that taught some solo hand-to-hand combat techniques, perfect for practicing alone. I made a mental note to pick it up once I returned and start reading it after dinner.

As I entered, Senjuro greeted me with a warm smile.

“Welcome back, Y/N. I’ll finish up dinner since you went out of your way to get everything,” he offered kindly.

“Oh, you don’t have to do all that. I don’t mind,” I replied.

“I insist. You haven’t seen my brother for a while now, and I think he could use your company,” he chuckled nervously.

I hesitated for a second.

“Okay, only if you're sure,” I said, handing over the basket of food and supplies I had bought from the market.

He headed off to the kitchen, leaving me in the entryway, so I decided to make my way to our bedroom, shared by Kyojuro and me.

As I entered, I noticed he had changed out of his uniform into his more casual attire.

He looked at me with a kind smile on his face.

“I see you made it back safely,” he said, walking over to me and wrapping his arms around my waist.

He buried his face into the side of my neck, kissing it softly.

I felt myself shiver at his touch. He seemed so gentle and loving right now. I had truly missed him so much these past few weeks.

I gently ran my fingers through his fiery hair as I spoke, "I ran into Tengen and his wives at the market."

He pulled away slightly to look at me, his arms still wrapped around my waist.

"Really? Were they happy to see you?" he asked with a big smile.

"Yes, they were. We hadn't realized it had been so long since we all saw each other."

Kyojuro appeared to be deep in thought. "I suppose you're right. It has been a while since all of us got together. I should arrange for us to have dinner sometime!" he exclaimed happily.

I couldn't help but smile. "Yes, I think that would be lovely."

"What else did you all talk about? You were gone for quite some time," he inquired.

I debated telling him about their suggestion that I should consider keeping up with training and possibly coming out of retirement, but ultimately decided against it.

"Tengen was just telling me about a mission he had gone on recently. Nothing too crazy," I replied.

Kyojuro seemed satisfied with this answer. Why would I lie? I've never had any reason to lie to him before.

"That's great, sunflower. I'm happy you finally got to see some company. You seem so happy!" he remarked, his affection evident in his tone.

We lingered in each other's embrace for a few more moments until Senjuro's voice rang out, announcing that dinner was ready.

Hand in hand, we made our way to the table. Upon arrival, we found Senjuro had already set the table and prepared everything. Surprisingly, Shinjuro was already seated, wearing his usual drunken scowl, but he remained mostly silent.

As we ate, Kyojuro attempted to share details about his recent mission with his father, but received only silence and grunts in response. Despite years of trying, it seemed Kyojuro still sought his father's approval.

It felt kind of pointless to expect anything from Shinjuro. Even though I ended up spending more time with him than with Kyojuro lately, I just kept my distance. Honestly, I think he might even appreciate it.

After a few minutes of listening to Kyojuro, Shinjuro got up and was the first to leave the table, retreating to his room.

Though Kyojuro seemed disappointed, he maintained his neutral smile as he also began to wrap up his meal.

Once we had all finished eating, I stood up to collect the dishes for washing and putting away. However, Senjuro insisted on taking care of everything himself.

Feeling a bit defeated, I abandoned the task and decided to head to the study to grab that training book.

However, upon arrival, I was met with an unsettling sight. All the books were gone, every shelf completely empty...

As I made my way back to my room, confusion swirled within me like never before.

Upon entering, I found Kyojuro already preparing for sleep. His eyes brightened at the sight of me, and he gestured for me to join him under the covers of the futon.

Crawling in beside him, he enveloped me in his arms, pulling me close. With my head against his chest, I felt a sense of comfort wash over me.

"Kyojuro," I speak up.

"What is it, little flame?" He asks planting a kiss on the top of my head.

"What happened to all the books in the study?"

I sense a slight tension in his body at the question.

"I'm not sure, my love. Perhaps father had them moved. I'll make sure to get you some new books soon," he reassures me.

I stay silent, convinced by his explanation. What other reason could there be? Surely, Kyojuro doesn't attach much importance to old books collecting dust for years.

As I lay nestled in Kyo's arms, I feel the weight of exhaustion settling in. His breathing slows, It won't be long before sleep overtakes us both.

A week had passed, and the books still hadn't reappeared. I'd given up on getting a response out of Shinjuro. And it seemed that Senjuro wasn't even aware of their disappearance, which was even stranger.

So here I was again, under the same tree, rereading the same book for the third time.

Despite this, it was a beautiful day. The sky was bright and the air was refreshing. It would have been a shame not to enjoy it.

With Kyojuro gone early this morning for a hashira meeting, it's just me now, left to ponder my thoughts. I can't help but recall what Tengen and his wives said about keeping up with training.

Honestly, with my doting husband always around, their advice slipped my mind. But now, with some time to myself, I figure it's a good opportunity to get some practice in.

I don't have the exact combat training books I'd like, but I'll make do with what I remember from my days in the core.

Grabbing a wooden sword that Kyojuro and Senjuro sometimes use.

My target? A nearby tree. I start off slow, practicing basic strikes and focusing on my footwork. It's a few hours of intense concentration, but it feels amazing. I didn't realize how much I missed this, the feeling of swinging a sword, the rush of adrenaline with each move. It's like finding a piece of myself I forgot was missing.

My excitement fades as I notice a looming shadow, revealing Kyojuro standing there. Still in his uniform, he must have just returned from the meeting. His expression is stern, arms crossed in clear disapproval.

"What are you doing, Y/N?" His voice is cold, sending a shiver down my spine.

"I was just... training a bit," I reply nervously.

"Training? Training for what?" He begins to approach me, his demeanor serious.

For some reason, I instinctively start to back up as he approaches me. Before I know it, my back is against the tree I was just practicing on.

He closes the distance between us, his face inches from mine. This side of Kyojuro is unfamiliar to me; he appears downright angry.

"Why are you doing this, sunflower? You're inactive in the core, retired. There's absolutely no reason for you to pick up a sword and train again," his voice is harsh.

"I just thought that maybe if I stayed in shape and continued training a bit, perhaps in the future I could come out of retirement. Maybe even help train new slayers coming out of final selection," I suggest.

- Ending One (Positive fluff)

He gazes at me, his expression filled with confusion. “Sunflower, why would you want that? I thought the whole point of you wanting to retire was to be at home with me, to start a family together.”

Taking a deep breath, I realize I need to be honest and ip front with him now. Kyojuro is my husband, and if he truly loves me, he'll understand.

Slowly, I reach out and take his hand, bringing it up to rest against my chest.

“Kyojuro, I love you more than anything, and I want to start a family and be with you more than anything. But I also have to pursue the things that make me happy. Fighting alongside you and our friends has always been one of those things,” I explain, hoping he'll see my perspective.

His eyes soften, and I can tell he feels guilty for not considering my happiness more deeply.

"I'm still scared, Y/N. I'm scared of losing the love of my life, my wife. If you continue being a demon slayer, there will be times when I won't be able to protect you. Times when you'll be in situations where you'll have to fight to the death to defend yourself," he admits, his voice filled with worry.

He's right. There will be moments when I'll have to risk my life for the sake of others. But that's exactly why I signed up for this. That's what I want to do, with him by my side.

Gently, I lift his hand to my lips and place a kiss on his knuckles, mirroring the affection he always shows me.

"I'll fight until my last breath for a life without demons, so that hopefully someday us and our children can live the life we deserve," I declare softly.

He removes his hand from mine placing is on my cheek. His gaze loving and caring now.

“You never cease to set my heart ablaze little flame. You always make me remember that powerful spirit I fell in love with. I don’t know if I’ll ever forgive myself for being so selfish.”

It makes me feel better that he also acknowledges how he’s been acting lately. It makes me feel more validated that I wasn’t completely going crazy. And still I forgive him.

I know Kyojuro’s heart, I know how pure and kind it is, and I know he would never do anything to harm me or keep me alway from something I’m so passionate about.

He pulls me into his embrace wrapping his arms protectively around me.

“I want you to be happy my love, it was wrong of me to try and control someone as amazing as you. I will do everything I can to support and protect you. Wether it’s here at home, or out on the battle field.”

His words melt my heart.

He removes his hand from mine, placing it gently on my cheek. His gaze softens, filled with love and care.

"You never fail to ignite my heart, little flame. You always remind me of the powerful spirit I fell in love with. I don't know if I'll ever forgive myself for being so selfish," he confesses.

His acknowledgment of his recent behavior brings me some comfort. It validates my feelings and assures me that I'm not imagining things. And yet, I find it in my heart to forgive him.

I know Kyojuro's heart, its purity and kindness. I trust that he would never intentionally harm me or stand in the way of my passions.

Pulling me into his embrace, he wraps his arms protectively around me.

"I want nothing more than your happiness, my love. It was wrong of me to try to control someone as incredible as you. I'll do everything in my power to support and protect you, whether it's here at home or out on the battlefield," he promises.

This was the man I fell in love with, the man I vowed to spend my dying days with. I’m certain that I made the right decision.

- Ending Two (Angsty Smut)

He shakes his head. "No. No way. If you're going to stay retired, then you need to stay retired. That was the deal. I won't risk losing you. You're far too precious to me." His tone is softer now, but still firm.

"But why can't I just practice for a bit?"

"Because this isn't what you want. You don't actually want this. It's not your passion. This is only because of your past life." He's more serious than ever.

"What's so wrong with me wanting to stay sharp?"

"You're supposed to be focusing on your future and your new life with me! And you can't do that if you keep holding onto your past. It's not a part of who you are anymore."

His words strike me. Was it so bad that I wanted to practice and maybe eventually come back?

"This is the last thing we're going to discuss. As a Hashira, I have the authority to confiscate your weapon, so hand it over. From this point forward, I will not tolerate you engaging in anything remotely related to demon slaying."

I reluctantly hand over my wooden sword. My heart drops, and tears begin to well up in my eyes.

"Y/N. I'm sorry, my love, but this is for the best. It's only because I love you." His voice softens, his expression more forgiving.

I'm filled with anger. Why is he acting like this? Why doesn't he want to fight alongside me anymore? Balancing our relationship and our profession is tough, but plenty of people make it work.

Why does he seem to think it's impossible for me to fight? I am strong. I've always been strong.

His thumb brushes away a tear from my eye as I lift my head to look at him.

This time, his expression changes.

He leans in close to my ear and whispers, "If you won't listen to me, I'll just have to give you a reason to stay off your feet."

A shiver runs down my spine as his lips meet mine, his hands holding my hips firmly in place.

Before I know it, he's lifting me over his shoulder and carrying me back into the estate.

“Kyo, put me down! Let's just talk!” I protest, trying to wriggle out of his grasp.

He takes me to our bedroom and pins me down on the futon.

“There’s nothing more to say, sunflower. If I can't keep you from fighting anymore, maybe having a child will,” he says, his voice tinged with desire.

I open my mouth to speak, but his lips on mine cut me off. His tongue pushes its way inside, making its way around my mouth.

I try to pull away, but his hands hold my head in place, and the taste of his mouth is overwhelming.

When he finally pulls away, I'm breathless.

He leans in, kissing and biting at my neck. His hands move down my body, grabbing and squeezing my breasts and my waist.

I let out a small whimper as he sucks and bites at my skin.

Suddenly, I feel his fingers brush against my entrance through my clothes.

He pulls away to look at me. "Already so wet for me, and we've barely done anything. Were you doing all of this to make me angry on purpose?”

My face burns with embarrassment, but I can't help but crave his touch.

He grabs my hands and pins them above my head, staring into my eyes with a mischievous smile.

"You want this, don't you, sunflower?" He asks as his free hand caresses my face.

I nod desperately, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Then beg for it," he commands, his loving voice contested his actions.

"Please, Kyo, please I need it. I need you."

He releases his grip on my wrists and moves to undo his pants.

"There’s my little flame."

He lines himself up with my entrance, slowly pushing himself inside.

I try not to tense, feeling my walls stretch to accommodate him.

He lets out a low groan, his warm breath tickling my ear.

He waits for a moment before beginning to thrust into me, each movement deeper than the last.

I gasp and moan beneath him, gripping his shoulders.

He lets out a groan as he bottoms out.

"Mine," he whispers before placing a kiss on my forehead.

I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him closer.

He begins to move again, thrusting harder and faster. I'm filled with so much pleasure that I'm seeing stars.

I can feel myself getting closer to the edge, but just before I can finish, he stops.

"Kyo, please, I need it." I whine.

"Not yet, my love.” he replies, his voice heavy with lust.

He pulls out of me, leaving me feeling empty and unsatisfied.

He flips me over and pushes my head into the pillow, my ass now in the air.

"Don't worry, little flame, I'm not finished with you just yet."

He enters me again, gripping my hips tightly as he pounds into me from behind.

"I can't wait to have you pregnant. You're going to look so beautiful."

He reaches a hand around to rub my clit, bringing me even closer to my peak.

I try to hold back my moans and he touches me. His words only make me feel hotter.

I can feel myself getting closer once again, and he seems to notice as well.

"Do you want to finish, my love?"

"Yes, yes please," I beg.

He increases the speed of his thrusts, hitting all the right spots inside of me.

I can feel myself approaching the edge again, and he continues to push me towards it.

"I'm going to fill you up, my love. Make you mine.”

His thrusts grow more erratic as he reaches his peak, releasing deep inside of me.

I collapse onto the futon , completely exhausted.

Kyojuro rolls off me and lays beside me, pulling me into his chest. I cuddled into him.

"We're going to be so happy, Y/N. Just you, me, and our child. Everything is going to be perfect," he reassures me, running his fingers through my hair.

I'm too tired to respond, so I just listen to the sound of his heartbeat and his breathing.

"I love you, sunflower. No matter what, you're mine.”

Sorry this one took me so long to get out, I hope you all enjoyed it! I’d love to hear your feedback!

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thursdayisfriday · 8 months

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⤑ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: Dom! GN! Reader x Sub! Character, breeding kink, fluff/smut, sexual activity, d in p and riding

His hand rested on your waist, sinking his fingers into your skin. Red marks appear with every scratch he makes. Sweat covered his body as some tears covered his face. His head was thrown back on the top of the chair. His legs went numb, but he didn't care. He moaned once again as you pounded yourself on to his shaft, eyes rolling back into his head. This had been going on for hours now, but you couldn't help yourself as you kept going even after he had cummed a few times. He just looked so cute staring at you like that with that fucked expression.

You moved a little more harshly not caring about how loud you guys were being. All you could think about was him filling you up with his babies. The thought made you happy but mostly horny. You held on to his shoulders, looking into his lustful eyes. His eyes traveled to your pink puffy lip, watching it hungry. He was almost ashamed that he wanted to kiss you softly at a time like this. At the time you were riding him. You bite your lip getting close to his face, still making eye contact. You watched as his breath hitch while moans escaped his mouth, almost like he was trying to hide how good you were fucking him.

You pressed your lips against his, kissing him sloppily. Drool escaped his mouth as he tasted your sweet saliva, hungrily. Your hands met his, prying it from your waist and onto your stomach. Eyes widening, he looked at your stomach then you, shivering as you slowed down your pace. The outline of his cock inside you was not something anybody would miss. "T-that's- m~...me!?" He said out of breath making you chuckle. You cupped his face. "All you baby~". He melted like puddy in your hands. You pecked him on his lips one more time before going back to your original position. Pushing him into the chair riding him once again.

It wasn't even minutes before you felt him twitch inside you. "M-m'...cum- cuming- cuming-!~". He arched his back, shaking a little as the warm, sticky, liquid filled you up. You pulled your body Into his, wrapping your arms around his neck, tightly. Your body went limp as his weak arm held on to your waist. "You did so good for me, hun" you said as you peppered his face with kisses.

"A-anything for you, baby~"

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komoboko · 2 months

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𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐤𝐨 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐝

ft: tanjiro kamado, zenitsu agatsuma, inosuke hashibira, kanao tsuyuri, genya shinazugawa

Genlas canon I’m ufotable so what if I made a kny oc bcs of genya 🗣️ ・ignore how half of these are about sleep

# tanjiro ! ☆

TANJIRO is such a sweetheart, he really is. But when it comes to sticking to a schedule, he does not make any shortcut or excuses to what will happen. Whatever the schedule says goes no ifs ands or buts. Thankfully he only uses a morning routine anyways.

He had heard from both Rengoku and Mitsuri that having a morning schedule is very good to prepare you for the day. So tanjiro has one to! He tries to get you to follow the routine along with him but you would rather stay in bed instead..

The moment the sun begins to rise is the time Tanjiro wakes up as well. It’s almost as if his body had a set in clock to wake him up. He already gets himself up before he comes and “pesters” you, who is still sound asleep when he’s ready to start the day. Tanjiro only pokes your cheek trying to get you to wake up.

You only groan turning your body over as you already know what he’s waking you up for. “Tanjiro I don’t even think the sun is up yet..” you mumble putting a pillow over your head. Tanjiro only silently laughs before replying “That doesn’t mean we can’t wake up either, if we don’t go fast we’re going to miss our time to train before leaving!” He only flashes a beaming smile, you wished to see that smile in your dreams right now instead.

# zenitsu ! ☆

If he had to be honest ZENITSU is unironically really clumsy. Sometimes he’s doing it to get a laugh out of you, but other times he’s genuinely falling. He can’t help it! It used to be something that happened every now and then but it’s almost become more of a habit of his now.

Even if everybody knows he really is just clumsy, if your around without fail he’ll try to play it off like it was on purpose. If your around and he’s already mid fall he’s going to try and stick the landing to make it seem like he was being funny and just doing it on purpose. Other times when it’s too late to cover up his mistake he tries to cover it up with a cheesy pick up line.

You’re only sharpening your sword, admiring the peace until it’s disrupted once again. You can hear a very familiar voice chanting your name as the voice only grows closer and closer. You turn around to see zenitsu rushing towards you after turning a corner, and from what you can tell he has a couple of flowers in his hand.

It’s only when he gets closer is when he somehow manages to trip on whatever was in his path. He comes tumbling towards you as you rush to his aid only to see him quickly put a rose in his mouth. He stares at you with a prideful gaze as you bite back a laugh. You can’t hold it in anymore once he screams howling something along the lines of “THE ROSE POKED ME!!”

# inosuke ! ☆

Sleeping around INOSUKE is no fun at all. He normally has a lot of energy so staying up late is a given, if you manage to actually fall asleep before he does your lucky. If he even manages to get tired and get close to a bed you’re doomed.

When inosuke is asleep there is nothing that is going to wake him up except himself. He is stone cold asleep meaning whatever he does do in his asleep is a complete ball game to deal with. It’s obvious that he is going to be uncomfortably loud, but he really handsy and not in the romantic way at all..

You groan on the edge of the bed as the cold air breezes against you, an hour before you were very much comfortable in the bed, alone at least. The moment inosuke toppled into bed was when everything came to an end. He took all the blankets for himself, he sprawled out taking up most of the space, and did this all while asleep already.

Not to mention the fact he was almost louder than when kyojuro when he’s talking whenever he snores. Every other moment the room rattles with how loud he is. To the point where you get so fed up you grab the one pillow you can find and move to sleep on the couch. It was much easier falling asleep on the couch, the only problem is when you woke up you find inosuke still completely asleep on top of you.

# kanao ! ☆

A lot of people don’t realize that KANAO can be unusually blunt. Around you she feels more open to speak her mind about something and without realizing it. Her words can come out much more harsh than she had originally intended it.

When she’s around you she’s much more careful at watching her tongue, as she obviously does not wish to hurt your feelings. Which she is really good at!! But if you ask for honest criticism she can’t say that she won’t hold back even on you.

You stare at kanao’s paper as she continues to sketch the treeline in the window Infront of the both of you. You’re impressed by her eye for art and even wonder if she could give you some tips as well. It’s not like you haven’t been practicing after all! “Kanao? Would you mind giving me some tips on how to improve my drawing? Honest criticism please.” You ask the girl as she turns to you. Kanao stares down at your drawing seeing what she believes is a samurai down on your paper.

She looks up back at you taking a deep breath before saying, “well your drawing isn’t near accurate to what time period I assume you’re going for. The proportions are off, the armor plates aren’t in the right place, the blade is incorrect, the legs aren’t even or balance the upper body.” Your jaw drops as kanao only looks back at you putting a hand on your shoulder. “I could help you if you like.” She hopes this would make up for shock she put on your face

# genya ! ☆

While GENYA can normally keep things together, there are times where he doesn’t keep track how long he has been a demon. It’s rare considering he normally on a mission for this to ever really happen, but it doesn’t mean it hasn’t.

The mission had gone well to say the least but everything had gone on for so long. Task after task, minute after minute Genya had become more weary and more irritable. By the time he was actually released he couldn’t care about anything except going to bed. On the plus side it would mean he could see your face as well.

When he finally made it to the inn you to we’re staying at he didn’t think twice about immediately moving towards the bedrooms. He failed to see his reflection or acknowledge how loud his footsteps were moving around the house. You groggily open your eyes startled awake by the incoming noise, you don’t remember anybody staying with you. Not until a shadow peers through the doorway.

You turn around to see yellow eyes stand out from the dark hallway. They pierce menacingly almost into the room your in, slowly creeping closer in the dark. Naturally you scream but your surprised when the figure screams to. It stumbles around the room until it can see its own reflection. It’s only then when you realize it’s just genya who didn’t even realize he was a demon himself. He only mumbles out a small “ohh..” before climbing into bed to try and trying to apologize to you..

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suckondescoconuts · 1 year

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Kʏᴏᴊᴜʀᴏ Rᴇɴɢᴏᴋᴜミ★

𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙾𝚁𝚂 𝙳𝙾𝙽’𝚃 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃

𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚙𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔

𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝

𐦐ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕖𐦐 Ok, we ALL know that Rengoku has stamina and we ALL know he's pack-in, but most of us don't know is that he's not so much innocent.

I believe that he's rough and fast when having intercourse.

Definitely having ✨High sex drive✨.

That doesn't mean he isn't sweet and nice to you. He will praise and down right tell you how much he loves you, how much he's so happy to be with you.

I heard that the Hashira's have to use their breathing techniques 24/7, so meaning that Rengoku has to use his flame breathing techniques in the bedroom making himself last longer.

So be ready for those stamina's and restless nights because this man can go on for hours.

Kink wise I feel like he has a breeding kink going on, a praise kink, and overstimulation.

But at the end of it all, he will treat you like a princess and give you the absolute love you deserve.

Maybe he will give you a cup of water or bring you to the bath to wash up, but all you need to know is that he will treat you oh so good.

𐦐𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪 𝕋𝕚𝕞𝕖𐦐

Rengoku got home from training while you were fast asleep in bed tired from all the house work you had to do that day. He walked to the bedroom to see you restless and sound asleep cuddling close to the pillows.

Rengoku was quick and quiet to get his komodo off, but when he was almost done taking his clothes off you woke up. You moved your head towards Rengoku, frowning a little, having your eyes look like they could shut any minute now.

"Rengoku, please come to bed...I miss you."

"I'm coming my little flame."

Rengoku stripped quickly, leaving him only in his underwear. He got in the futon laying right beside you, cuddling close, but you had other plans. You started to move your hips, gridding your ass against his crouch. You felt him getting hard, making him into a mess until he put his hands on your hips, stopping your teasing.

"Little flame, what are you doing?"Asking so innocently, like he didn't know what was going on even though you guys have done it many times.

"I want you Rengoku."

He started to smile more, if possible and said.

"As you wish my little flame."

He pulled your face towards him, kissing you on the lips while stripping you out of your clothes. You felt so hot, so heated, but you didn't want this to stop. You felt the cold air hit your hot skin making your nipples hard. You whimpered at the contact. You took your right hand and started to rub his hard on through his underwear, wanting him more. He groaned at the touch and took it off. His dick slapped against his stomach making a loud smack.

Rengoku pushed the blanket out of the way so he can have more freedom to touch and move. He lifted your legs, having his hands under your knees. He thrusted his dick into you. "Ahh~ Rengoku!"

He started to thrust fast and rough into you. Making you feel so much pleasure at once.

"I love-e you my little flame~," He said while looking into yours eyes "I want to have so much children with you, will you- fuck help me~?" "Yes, yes I will help you love!"

𐦐𝕋𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣𐦐 <—— press here for the Twitter link

You felt something about to snap in your stomach and you knew what it was.

"Rengoku imma about to cum!"

"Then do it my little flame~"

And so you did.

But it didn't stop the flame Hashira, he kept going.

"I hope your ready my little flame because I'm no where done~"

𝓘 𝓱𝓸𝓹𝓮 𝔂'𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓽 𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓲𝓽'𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓪 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓘 𝓱𝓸𝓵𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓰𝓾𝔂𝓼 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓪 𝓫𝓵𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓫𝓰 𝓭𝓪𝔂 𝓑𝓨𝓔

P.S. follow me on Wattpad, my name is @Ava873703, I post there more new stories then here

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mikasa-imadebiscults · 6 months

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Calling the Hashira

(A/N- I AM BACK YOU GUYS, I HOPE Y’ALL ENJOY THIS!!)

(Characters Included- All the Hashira besides Gyomei and Uzui)

(Warning: Nothing just fluff and swearing)

🦋Shinobu Kocho🦋

- If she calls you and you don’t answer she’ll keep on calling and calling until you answer to mess with you. The only exception is if you’re sick or not doing well.

- She prefers to call someone then to text them it’s more easier for her.

☁️Muichiro Tokito☁️

- If someone calls him and he doesn’t want to talk to them, he’ll just stare at the phone and not answer. He forgets to call them back-

- When he does answer the phone he often times talks quietly so sometimes you’ll have put him on speaker or tell him to speak louder.

🍡Mitsuri Kanroji🍡

- She will talk for hours and hours on the phone. She calls you and the Hashira daily to make sure that everyone is doing well.

- She sometimes gets so excited while talking on the phone that she drops it and the person on the other line is like “Wtf??-”

🌪️Sanemi Shinazugawa🌪️

- He almost always has his phone on Do Not Disturb so if you want to call him you’ll have to call him twice in order for his phone to ring.

- One time you decide to prank him and call him a bunch of times during midnight and he blocked your ass.

🌊Giyuu Tomioka🌊

- He likes to have late night talks with you. Talking about both of you guys day and just about random things that pop in your head at midnight.

- When he receives a call from Shinobu he’ll answer it right away so he doesn’t miss it because he doesn’t want to receive a million texts from her.

🐍Obanai Iguro🐍

- Only calls someone if it’s necessary or if that someone is important to him and he’s worried.

- Sometimes his snake, Karburamaru, likes to mess with him and poke his face really hard to mess up his speech.

🔥Kyojuro Rengoku🔥

- You definitely don’t need to put your phone on speaker when you’re talking to him. Unless you want your eardrums blown off.

- He’s a big fan of talking to people over the phone and checking to see how they’re doing if he can’t see them in person.

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inosukebakugo · 1 year

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Aggression

Rengoku x reader | cw: creampie, cockwarming, dirty talk, mentions of pregnancy | 18+ | ~3k

After a two week bust of a mission with Tengen, Rengoku comes home to you extra riled up

Full version of the teaser from last night! This is the first of many so I hope y’all like it. Since I already posted the first 500, the whole thing will be under the cut!

You were swinging your foot off the deck of the house, eating snacks with Mitsuri when the crow came flying around the building. Both of you recognize it immediately as your own. Earlier in the day, you sent him off to keep watch for a very notable head of flame coloured hair. With a knowing smile, Kanroji stood. Carefully she dusted off her skirt and packed the empty containers back into the bag she’d brought with. Kyojuro had been sent on a particularly difficult mission and the love hashira knew that her old master wouldn’t be able to relax with her there. He was always a gentleman, even when it physically hurt him.

As you waved her off, her watermelon hair disappearing down the road, it was time to prepare. There was no way you could know how Kyojuro would return to you. Sometimes he was gravely injured and other times he was furious when he returned. Luckily you knew all his different flavours and began making sure things were where you remembered them to be. The first aid kit was pulled out onto the nearby counter and the bed was turned down. You even made sure to pull out his favourite pair of sleep clothes in case he wanted them once he’d bathed. Speaking of, you were warming the water when your crow returned again. It would only be minutes until your partner arrived. Too eager, or too nervous, you rushed out to wait for him at the front door.

A sigh of relief left your lips as you laid eyes on him, at least he wasn’t limping or missing a limb. He was, however, covered in blood and filth and bruises. Kyojuro strode confidently through town with his hand resting on his katana. The man was usually smiling and cheerful but the townspeople parted for him as he passed, seeing the serious look in his eyes. You stood and waited as he made his way through the streets and up the hill to where your house was. After what felt like hours but was probably only five minutes, he was striding through the archway that joined the two halves of the fence around the house.

“Are you hurt?” you ask, hesitating to touch him until you know if he’s covered in his own blood or someone else’s.

“No,” his voice is deeper than usual. Dark.

He’s on you like a lion on his prey, reaching out to snatch you before you realise what’s happened. Kyojuro pulls you in and presses a searing kiss to your lips. He pours his last two weeks of frustration into it, gripping your hips so tightly that you yelp and cling on to his broad shoulders. You can feel his fingers digging in as you pull him back in for another kiss. This hadn’t happened before, you tried to remember to ask him what had happened later, for now you were just enjoying Kyojuro.

Strong hands pulled your feet off the ground and the flame hashira was carrying you back into the house. You busied yourself with unbuttoning his dirty uniform, pushing it off his

shoulders so you could run your hands across the bare skin of his chest. A few fresh cuts caught on your soft fingers. It made you frown. The large man almost threw you back onto your bed, crawling on top of you eagerly. He was already pushing up your skirt impatiently, a completely different beast to the Kyojuro you were used to but it wasn’t unwelcome. Usually he was gentle and sweet and you’d been trying to get him to let loose more. The bruising grip on your legs as he lifted them made you moan loudly.

“Sorry love, that mission was a waste of my time,” he growled. “Could’ve sent literally anyone else.”

“I don’t mind,” you offered, staring into golden eyes. “You can take it out on me.” “Good,” the swordsman leaned down to shove his tongue back into your mouth.

As he takes over your mouth, two of his fingers plunge into you and your nails dug into Kyojuro’s biceps. If he hadn’t been pinning your knees to your shoulders with his whole body, you would’ve been eagerly squirming. He swallowed down all of the moans and noises that left your mouth, barely letting you breathe. You’d already been wet from being manhandled by the door, he knew that he wouldn’t have to do much work to get you ready. Carefully, your hands let go of his arms and you tried to reach for the waistband of his pants.

“Don’t make me tie those hands out of the way,” the blond threatened, his fingers picking up speed and making you cry his name. “You’ll take what I give you.”

“I will,” you nodded eagerly, your hands going to your own nipples. “Please, Kyo~”

He cut off your begging by sliding down and adding his mouth to his efforts. The man still wanted to make sure you got to come once, he wasn’t a complete monster. Lips and teeth and tongue assaulted your quivering heat along with his fingers and it was only minutes before you were grinding into his face. So close to your release and suddenly Kyojuro was pulling his fingers out of you. You only whine until you see his hands move to undo his own pants and rip them off.

The one thing you’d wanted was in front of you. Kyojuro, filthy and deprived and naked above you, his thick cock rubbing between your folds and smearing himself in your wetness. Strong hands grabbed both sides of your hips before he pressed in. There’s no stopping him, the man fucking you at an even pace as he watched your tits bounce hungrily. A small part of him was still being careful. The drag of him slowly entering you before pulling all the way out was near torture. Trying to get him to really fuck you, your nails drag red lines down his back and you try your best to squeeze down on his with your walls. In return, one of his large hands comes up to hold you down by the neck. He doesn’t really choke you but the threat of it there only makes you needier.

“More Kyo,” you moan, your eyes and hips rolling. “Fuck me like you missed it.”

“All I thought about for the past two weeks,” he leaned down and nipped at your earlobe. “Was your fucking pussy.”

“Do you want me to do it myself?” she challenged and saw her lover’s eyes darken with anger again.

“Am I going to have to make you shut up?” he did squeeze your neck and his cock inside you twitched as you gasped and nodded. “Good girl, let me wreck you.”

The blond picked up his pace, fucking you like an animal. The hand around your throat stayed but his other one shoved two of his fingers into your mouth. Eagerly, you sucked on the digits and preened at the filthy words coming from the man above you. Is it too big for you? It’s like you were made to take me. Fuck, you’re so good. He kept going, even as he felt you panting harder under his hand. Finally, he took his fingers from your mouth and slapped them against your cunt as it swallowed his cock. The sensation made you yelp. The hand from your neck moved so he could angle himself better.

“Are you going to come on my dick, gorgeous?” he challenged as he began using his slick fingers to rub at you clit. “Hmm?”

“Yes,” you moaned loudly, your hands twisting in the sheets. “Kyo, please don’t stop!”

“Come for me,” he demanded and slammed into you over and over and- you were coming undone beneath him so beautifully.

His name was a scream on your lips and you clamped down on him. Stronger than you, Kyojuro kept fucking you through your orgasm and black dots began to swim in your vision. As your eyes rolled into the back of your head, Kyojuro’s hips slammed into you particularly hard and several grunts spilled from him. He kept going until you were overstimulated and he spilled inside you. The moans that left the hashira almost had you riled up again but soon, he stuffed his length inside of you fully and leaned his sweaty forehead on yours. Now that he wasn’t moving anymore, you knew that he was done. Carefully, you wound your arms around him and pulled him even closer.

“So what had you so riled up?” you giggled breathlessly against his skin, pressing kisses to his collarbone.

“Uzui and his fucking priviledge,” the flame hashira blew a piece of his hair out of his eyes. “He gets to bring his three wives everywhere.”

“Well if you keep this up, I’ll be too pregnant to go on any missions,” one of your hands went up to his face and all of the aggression was gone, replaced with sated tenderness. “Not that I’m complaining. Maybe you should take tips from Tengen more often.”

“Oh he’ll never let me live that down,” his laughter shook you and you could still feel his length inside you. “Was I too rough with you, my love?”

“Not even close,” you giggled again, running your hands down his ribs. “You can do that to me anytime you want.”

“Can I do it to you again in the bath?” he raised an eyebrow at you, a hopeful look in his eyes. Testing you, he ground down into you again and grinned at the needy moan that came from your lips. He lifted you easily and carried you to the bathroom, making sure he was fully seated inside you again as he did it. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

“Kyo!” you yelped in surprise, clinging onto him. “Your jealousy is going to be the end of me.”

“As long as you like it,” he smirked before kissing you and bouncing you on his cock. Holding you up and displaying his strength while he fucked you made you drool. “I’ll make you a deal.”

“Anything,” you were already panting, unable to do much when he was holding you off the ground.

“If you help me wash up without getting up,” he nipped at your ear again, harder this time. “I’ll bend you over the edge of the tub.”

“I would’ve done it for less,” you chuckle weakly as he steps into the lukewarm water.

Carefully, you washed the dirt and blood from your lover as he played with you. It was no easy feat but you got to tease him back for once. He was clearly enjoying the view of you worshipping his body while his whole cock was inside you. How he was still so hard, you assumed he hadn’t even touched himself while he was gone. The squeezing and grinding of you certainly kept his interest as he watched you work. When he deemed himself clean enough, Kyojuro pulled out of you suddenly. There was only a second for you to whine and complain before he turned you and shoved his throbbing cock back inside you. His first load of cum was helping lubricate you and you had to bite down on your hand to muffle your drawn out moan.

Kyojuro still heard. He leaned down, his chest pressed against your back as he draped himself over you. Calloused hands roamed your body, touching and squeezing wherever he wanted. You were pinned between him and the lip on the tub, unable to do more than wiggle your hips to try and take even more of his thick length. A dark chuckle came from him as he watched you struggle. He let you feel it, bucking against you deeper than he’d been able to reach before. The pleading that came from your mouth made it hard for him to be patient but eventually you said what he was waiting for.

“Please fuck me Kyo!” you begged him. “You’re so big, it feels so good.”

“Well since you said please,” he bit down on his own lip as he dragged his length out of you.

The way he fucked you was nearly feral. His hips snapped into you on their own and he didn’t give you much room to breathe. Hands left red marks on your hips to swat your ass as Kyojuro pounded into you. He filled you relentlessly. All you could do was cling to the edge of the bathtub and drool onto the wood as it bit into your skin. Behind you, the blond was taking in the sight of you. Bent over, stretched around his dick, dribbling his cum from the brutal fucking, he was almost ready to come again. You hadn’t objected for a reason the first time when he’d come inside you, you wanted to really feel it this time. The rhythm of his

thrusts was already frantic as he chased his own orgasm this time. You managed to slip one of your hands down to play with your clit and he didn’t stop you this time. Since your begging had worked so well, you decided to try it again.

“I want to feel you this time,” you turned your head to the side so you could look at him. “I want you to come inside me again, Kyojuro. Fill me up.”

“Holy fuck,” his head dropped to rest between your shoulder blades.

The grip on your hips went from bruising to crushing and the force he was pushing into you almost sent you falling forwards to the floor. Your palms pushed back against the tub to keep you upright as he finished. The deep, drawn out, guttural moan that ripped from your lover’s throat bounced off the bathroom walls and the inside of your head. It was a noise you’d pleasure yourself too next time you were apart. His cock twitched inside you and a pleasant, warm feeling spread through you. His cum kept pouring out of him, the head of his dick pressed firmly against your cervix. For a moment, you wondered if it was all just filling your womb but soon it was leaking out around him.

“Oh fuck,” Kyojuro swore as he pulled his dick out of you. “You’re a beautiful mess.”

His view of you was probably amazing as his hands returned to your skin, gentle now. Your ass up, dripping his cum into the bath, he thought about taking you for a third time. Instead, he settled on cleaning you up. Careful, he licked up your slit and grinned as you moaned again. He knew you liked his long tongue so he dipped it into you, tasting himself. The flame hashira had confessed once that he loved eating you out and he did not disappoint. Eventually his tongue was replaced with a few of his fingers and he sucked on the tender nub of your clit. The suction got to you and before long, you were spilling across his fingers and chin. Your thighs quivering, he ate you like a starving man as you orgasmed again. His fingers didn’t let up as your walls clenched and squeezed around them, pulling more moans out of you. Before long, you were coming down from the high.

“I’m going to need you to carry me back to bed,” you moaned weakly, your body slumping against the tub now that you were mostly empty. “There’s no way I can walk.”

“Good,” Kyojuro chuckled and pulled his fingers out of you so he could lift you again. “That was my goal when I got home.”

“You’re evil sometimes,” You curled up against his chest, his arm around your back tightening before the other arm swept under your knees and took you off your feet. “I like it.”

“I just had to listen to my best friend get laid every night for two weeks,” he said as he laid you down carefully. “How did you think I wasn’t going to come home and immediately want you?”

“I just wasn’t expecting you to be so aggressive,” you pulled him down into bed with you. “It’s a good look on you though.”

“Don’t get used to it,” he yawned. “I’ll feel bad about those bruises in the morning.”

“No, I liked it,” you settled back into his arms and he pulled the covers over both of your naked bodies. “Next time I ask you to fuck me like you mean it, that’s what I mean.”

“Let’s see if your tune is the same in the morning,” he snorted and tightened his grip on you. “I’m so tired.”

“Sleep now,” you pressed a kiss to the top of his head. “You certainly deserve it Kyo. I love you.”

“I love you more.”

#kny #kimetsu no yaiba #kny smut #kny rengoku #rengoku kyojuro #rengoku x reader #kyojuro x reader #rengoku smut #demon slayer #demon slayer rengoku #this was so good I had to go get laid #that is a true fact #and the reason why I didn’t post this until morning #my fic #one shot

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commissions corner • on the menu

working food service isn’t always easy, less known, managing an entire restaurant. But when the new delivery man assigned to your store starts frequenting..you feel a newfound love for your workplace. Especially when an unexpected storm traps you two together one night. Leaving you guys to get acquainted and keep each other entertained.

content warning: black!fem reader, delivery man!rengoku, fluff and banter, humor, alcohol use, office sex, thunderstorms and hurricane mentions, sexual tension b/w reader and Kyo, squirting, intense kissing, praise kink, oral sex (m and f receiving), backshots, nipple play, cumshot, back scratching

word count: 8.4K

📝: this is a commission from @tranzpurent and I cannot thank them enough for allowing and trusting me to write this piece. Thank you so much for your patience and support. I hope it was well worth the wait. I had a lot of fun writing for my love Rengoku.

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“Number 52! Order’s ready!” “Guys, check those fryers and get that shake to drive thru. Thanks!”

all commands and commentary that (y/n) found yourself spouting off only a few hours into your shift. Things that were all in a day’s work for a busy manager at a bustling fast food chain. Ensuring that not only were status quos met but the needs of both customers and employees alike done the same. Admittedly, it was both a physically and mentally taxing position but one you performed exceptionally well..so much so, that you were overseeing an entire store by yourself after only a year of getting hired. Your tenacity and strong work ethic were something not only to be admired but studied as well. Even so, the job has drained you a great deal and it was hard to keep it together. So much on your plate with seemingly little time to accomplish it. Finding yourself oftentimes overwhelmed and even contemplating quitting..

that was until he came along!

the man with a boisterous laugh and a burly chest..muscular and stocky with vibrant, reddish blonde hair. His eyes dark yet gleaming with joy at all times. And a smile that could light an entire city block if need be..his name?

“Good morning crew! How are we doing?”

Kyojuro Rengoku, the new delivery man for your store and quite frankly, the highlight to your very hectic days. Always coming in with that same bubbly, boisterous personality. It could be the most insane shift with customers coming in by the droves, being difficult and by the time he left, everyone would be in a much better mood. Laughing and in much higher spirits, and today was no different..it had been quite busy for the morning rush and you typically didn’t work today but your shift manager had fallen ill with the flu so you decided to come fill in. And you were glad that you had because the first thing he did once he made it over the corridor of the entrance with his dolly and stack of boxes; filled to the brim with buns, lettuce and all the other ingredients you went through in a day, was greet you. “And good morning to you as well, miss (Y/N). You’re not usually here on Wednesdays. What happened?” To which you’d proceed to explain away as you mixed up a drink from behind the counter. You most certainly applied the servitude leadership approach and that’s why he respected you so much. Rather than just barking orders or micromanaging, you were right beside your crew, ensuring that things remained in order. It was something about a hard working woman that he found very attractive. It wasn’t a fact that he tried to hide either. Everyone who worked there could tell that this man was feeling you heavily..but for the sake of professionalism, you’d ignore it!

“I see, well it’s always a good day when I get to see that gorgeous face so I’m not mad about it.” Chewing faintly on his gum as he smiled at you with those perfectly straight pearly whites. Retrieving his iPad from underneath his arm, he’d hold it out for you to complete the confirmation and sign over for your inventory. Instantly becoming flustered but playing it off. “Kyo, you’re too kind, my dear. Thanks for the delivery, I definitely needed this..” handing him the tablet back before playfully pinching his cheek. Which made the lovely driver flush red. It was so blatantly obvious just how smitten this man was. He truly adored seeing you when the chance arose! For now, he had to depart and finish up his other duties for the day but you were certain that you’d be running into him yet again. Little did you know just how correct you were…it was as you were watching him leave, waving goodbye did you turn and notice that your entire crew was staring and snickering. “Ooh, Miss (Y/N). Look at you.” One of your employees blurted out, causing the entire staff to burst into laughter. They thought it was so cute to see their stoic manager acting like a crushing schoolgirl. Nonetheless, you’d usher them back to work and to mind their own business!

“You all are so nosy! Since everybody’s got so much time on their hands, let’s knock out some of these cleaning tasks before the lunch rush.” Earning a collective groan from the entire crew. But they knew better than to disagree with you. That was a wrath none of them wanted to face. But as fate would have it, you guys would be crossing paths yet again in a very unexpected way…

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the rather hectic workday continued on as per usual..your store seeing record profits during the lunch and dinner rushes; all directly due in part to some new menu item that was added and your team’s efficiency. Evening had fell cast over the city, along with dark clouds and scary thunder. It was cause for concern, that was for sure..truth be told, you didn’t know if you should keep operations going for the night or call it quits early. Those were the decisions you had to make as a manager sometimes. That was the beauty of being in charge. You had already gone back home during a short break to grab some food and a change of clothing; putting on something a tad bit more casual than your uniform.

“Oh wow, did you hear that?!”

“Yeah, that doesn’t sound good..”

but your mind would become all but made up for you when everyone’s phones in the vicinity began buzzing with severe weather alerts. And the store television flashed with a breaking news warning and the meteorologist casting a report on how severe the storm was and what to expect as the nighttime grew near. There were talks of possible tornadoes, flooding, lightning and all things akin to a hurricane. It was insane. Being the type of leader that you were as the lobby and drive thru both had become desolate, you’d turn to your subordinates and make the call:

“Well, you guys heard the man. I doubt anyone’s gonna be out in this weather so let’s go ahead and call it a night. I don’t want any of you being trapped here and can’t get home. Before it gets too crazy, go ahead and shut things down, get to your vehicles…if anyone needs a ride, go ahead and make arrangements now. If not, I’ll be happy to take you.”

as determined and strong willed as you could be, the one thing you never played about was your staff. They meant the world to you and in instances like these, you’d go up to bat against corporate themselves to protect and keep them safe. Never in a million years would money or profit goals come before your people. There was obviously something terribly dangerous looming in the skies and the last thing any of them needed was to be stuck behind a register or on a grill instead of home with their families, who’d probably be worried sick the entire time. Not something you’d ever want them to have to deal with. Either way, they were incredibly grateful that you’d be so generous and compassionate of your team. “Thank you, Ms. (L/N)!” “Yeah, you’re amazing.” But there was no gratitude needed. Those burgers and this store would be just fine without being open give or take a few hours. Those greedy jerks sitting up at the top brass would most certainly survive. You’d even take it out of your own pay if it became that big of an issue but even so, they didn’t hesitate to start making preparations; switching the illuminated ‘open’ sign to a dull dark and flipping the one on the door to close. They’d begin wiping down tables and breaking apart important machines to clean them properly because if it was as nasty as they claimed it would be, who knew how long operations would be ceased. It wasn’t uncommon during the peak storm season to lose three or four days of business because the streets were so flooded with ten inches of water or power was out for an entire block. In the event of that happening and because you were giving them an early release, they’d sanitize that store top to bottom, leaving you without one single complaint or issue. Giving everything one final walkthrough after about an hour of nonstop work to get things in order, you’d find them all lined up at the door like a gaggle of kids on the last day of school.

“Alright, things look good. Go ahead and get home. I’ll text the work group chat in a bit to make sure everyone’s made it.” Filling your team with warmth because they didn’t know too many managers, if any with such a kind heart and concern for her people. Most of these bosses were absolute nightmares to work for, and yet, you were always so sweet to them. Even when you were fussing or putting up the facade that you were angry. They always knew better. “What about you, miss (y/n)? Are you leaving soon? We could wait with you.” One of your most trusted employees would utter and the others followed suit. But there was no need for that. You’d be in tow right behind them. “Nah, I’m good. I gotta shoot these people a couple of emails and do some number crunching so that they don’t get all fussy in case we can’t open for a few days. I’ll be fine. I’ll be right behind you guys. Promise.” They knew you were a strong willed woman so they tried no to worry so much. But little did you or anyone else know that you wouldn’t be alone for long. As an unexpected guest would find themselves stumbling up to the doors of the fast food restaurant..

“Drive safe everyone. Have a good night.” Earning you a collective wave and thanks from your close knit work family.

once everyone had dispersed from the parking lot and left you by your lonesome, you’d do exactly as promised and retreat towards the back area of the restaurant where your office resided. A little past the kitchen area and through two double doors until you were in the solitary confines of your work space. Faint glimmers of lightning caught in your peripheral view as you passed the windows. Finally, you’d settle into your seat behind the computer screen and begin typing away. Working right through the storm and any other other distractions. You’d type away at your keyboard, drumming up some of the aforementioned emails and looking over profits for the past few days. Managers were always required to report said numbers to the higher brass just to make certain that they were meeting the status quo expected of the store. Granted, you guys always surpassed your set goal so it shouldn’t have been an issue if you needed to close down for a few days because of the weather. As you composed note after note, alternating between the screen and the papers sitting next to you, you couldn’t help but to notice that it was beginning to pick up outside. That heavy rain beating against the roof and exterior of the weathered building. It wasn’t the first nor last time you’d be sure to experience a natural disaster whilst working here. Either way, you were thankful to not be in the midst of the torrential downpour. Sitting cozy in the office as you typed away and nursed a cup of coffee. However, you’d soon realize that someone wasn’t so lucky. Someone you knew quite well….in a split second, for no reason other than mere coincidence, you’d find yourself looking up to take a peek at the security feed on the flat screen monitor next to the other one. It was then that you’d spot something..or someone rather through the rain littered lens. Initially, you began to freak out a bit, wondering if someone was attempting to rob you guys after hours. Which was incredibly dumb because their security system was top of the line. Any intruders would be dealt with accordingly. But that wasn’t the case here. Instead, you’d get up from your seat and begin trekking towards the front of the store because honestly, you’d recognize that face anywhere. The second you made it to the entrance way, you’d take the key in your hand and twist the lock open before greeting them:

“Kyojuro?! What’re you doing here?”

you were absolutely bewildered as to why your delivery driver was standing in front of your store at this time of night and in the middle of such a nasty storm nonetheless. It was far too dangerous for him to be out here. But he had a reasonable explanation for the surprise ‘visit’. But first, you’d close the door behind the both of you and try to get him some warmth. “We might have a couple towels or an old outfit back here in the back. Come on.” Immediately switching into a motherly mode, as you had done several times for your staff. It wasn’t uncommon for one of your employees to fall sick or even have an accident and to avoid them being embarrassed or having to go into a store for a change of clothes, you’d keep extra outfits, cloth, towels and first aid items in case something happened. You’d then send them home for some much needed rest. It seems like they’d come in handy today! Whisking the fiery haired, wide eyed Kyo towards the back, where you guys’ makeshift locker room resided and let him get himself cleaned up from the drenched garments he was wearing. But as fate would have it, out of this rain would come a sliver of sunshine..in the way you least expected…

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“Thank you again, miss (L/N). I really appreciate you letting me come in. And for all of this. I won’t get you in any trouble, will I?” a question you’d answer with only a snort as you walked towards him with a warm cup of coffee and another blanket. He had managed to find a decent pair of sweats and a t-shirt after rummaging through the locker that housed it all. A towel drying his soaked hair and some new, unopened socks to warm his feet. He truly couldn’t believe how well prepared you were! But even more so that you were willing to help him despite it possibly being a violation.

“Please. If they have a problem with me helping someone in need, they can have this damn job. Besides, we’re in a category three hurricane warning. We have full permission to use this as a safe haven if anyone needs it. Don’t you worry that handsome little head of yours. It’s all good.” In lieu of your hospitality, you’d also offer him some food; some salads and extra meals that would possibly have to be thrown out anyways but if you were crafty enough, you could sneak it to him. As he got settled into somewhat comfortability, you’d join him for a seat back at your desk as he sat on the couch and ask him what was going on. It was then that he’d confess the reason behind him being here so late. He’d go on to explain that he was finishing up the last of his deliveries for the evening when he got an alert for the weather. It had been raining on and off with the skies remaining dark but he didn’t think too much of it. His boss added another three drops on his route at the last minute and he wasn’t the type to decline so he went ahead despite the warning. It was at his last location that the rain would start to become insanely heavy. As he’s coming down the almost desolate highway, he hears a very rough sound and feels the turbulence. It’s then that he discovers that his back tire is almost blown out. So by nothing other than pure coincidence and his angels working overtime, he found his way into the parking lot of the fast food chain and waited for help. However, the vehicle service company said they couldn’t make it out due to the harsh conditions. Had it not been for you, he’d been stuck waiting in the rain inside of that van. Hearing that broke your heart and filled you with rage.

“Is he crazy?! Sending you on an extra delivery during this? I swear that man pisses me off sometimes. Well I’m just glad you’re safe, Kyo. Seriously. That could’ve been awful had it popped while you were driving.”

“I’m saying. I’m glad you were here..I don’t know what I would’ve done without your help. By the way, this coffee is amazing..best one I’ve ever had.” earning him a warm smile in return as you smashed away at your keys. “Thank you, glad you like it..” and the caffeinated beverage wasn’t the only thing. However, the two of you talked; engaging in idle chit chat and just making conversation. He’d keep you awake and on task as you sifted through emails and exchanged messages with your higher ups. Ensuring that you had made well over expected profits and that you were playing it by ear in terms of when your resume operations. Things were going good…“I swear, your employees don’t know how lucky they are to have a boss like you. Mine’s a nice guy, real kind but sometimes, he overestimates things and it leaves us in a jam. I’m just blessed you were here.”

but your heartfelt moment was short lived when suddenly, a loud roar of thunder and lightning cracked across the sky and the power suddenly blanked! Leaving both you and him in the dark. “Kyo?” “Right here, miss (L/N). You okay?” Shouting out, followed by the flicker of your phone light. You spotted him shortly after, hoisting the light up around the office to see if there were any breakers or generators, possibly even a candle if need be. He was sort of an all around handyman, skilled in various different trades including electrical work, mechanics and more. You were happy it was someone like him stuck with you. But you’d soon learn that not even the best of skills would help this predicament..

“Got a knife or screwdriver?” His intention was to pry the metal box attached to the wall open and try to flip the switches but to no avail..nothing. It seemed that the power had surged for the entire city and lord only knew how long that would take to remedy and with the sounds of thunder growing louder by the second, it was best that he didn’t try to play electrician and instead, wait it out. For now, the two of you were trapped and there was no way to really leave at the moment. Sure, the two of you could take your car but you wouldn’t be surprised if the streets weren’t already flooded with at least two feet of fallen water. Just then, only forty five minutes after they had departed, your staff was blowing up the group chat; chiming in to let you know that they were all safe. Of course, they wanted the same response for their lovely manager. However, you couldn’t lie to them and say that you too were in the comfort of your own home. Rather: “had some more paperwork to finish. But I’ll be heading out soon. Don’t worry, I’m not alone though.” Which would either cause much needed relief or extreme panic. But you assured them all that you were more than fine. Even with power out everywhere. They accepted the answer and just asked that you kept them posted. If need be, they’d come looking and you certainly didn’t put it past them. With Kyojuro there, you were certain there was no need to feel anything less than protected. You just knew they’d never let you hear the end of it you confessed who was by your so you’d implore them all to preserve their batteries and stop pestering you..bidding them a goodnight for now.

“They must really care about you. Sound like good kids.” and that was an understatement! “Yeah, they’re a pain in the ass sometimes but I couldn’t live without any of them. They make this job worth it, that’s for sure.” (Y/N) was like a big sister and anyone making you uncomfortable or potentially hurting you was an enemy. It wasn’t uncommon for some prick of a customer to come starting shit and one of your male subordinates stepping in to handle it. They didn’t play about you in the slightest but they certainly were not alone. It was obvious that there was a bit of a bright side to this whole situation, especially for Kyo. Being granted the alone time he’d always so desperately craved with the beautiful manager. He had been far too afraid to ask for months now. Regardless of his boisterous, bold personality, he lacked any confidence when it came to the women he liked. The first time he saw you, he was a stumbling mess. This absolute vision of beauty smiling at him from behind the counter. It was a miracle that he was holding it together right now. Even after all this time. Watching you sway in that sundress you had changed into was a problem in itself. The thoughts crossing his mind were unbecoming of his normal demeanor.

“Looks like we’re gonna be trapped here for a while, huh?”

suddenly, he’d begin to shuffle in his seat, clearing his throat as he tried not to daydream and think about what was really on his mind. “Y-yeah! I’m sure you’d rather be anywhere besides stuck here with me though.” But he couldn’t have been further from the truth. You were happy to have someone like him..you lived alone and don’t have many friends in this city so had you made it home, you would’ve been holed up in your bedroom, curled under a blanket all by yourself. Shuffling over to the locker in the corner, you’d simply chuckle and retrieve something that had been housed there for almost a year. And what better time than to break it out now?!

“It’s not so bad..especially when you have provisions.” It was then that he lit up. A bottle of 1974 Sauvignon, gifted to you by corporate after winning Manager of the Year. You had been saving it for a special occasion and soon, the two of you would be riding out this storm in more ways than one..

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“No! And he drove through it?! What the hell is his problem?”

“You tell me. I swear Uzui has done some things that could’ve gotten us killed, less known, fired. It’s a miracle I survived my route with him. And he says I’m the crazy one.”

only minutes after popping that cork out and finding some leftover cups from the drive thru, you and Kyojuro poured up two hefty glasses of the sweet wine and nursed sips between your conversation. Topics that ranged from how your daily routine here at the restaurant to how his deranged coworkers and friends have talked him into pulling dumb stunts while on the job. Needless to say, the two of you led very interesting work lives and as exciting as they may have been, you knew little of each other’s personal affairs. Which in hindsight, was no big deal. As you had never really interacted outside of here but he wanted to know more about the woman who ran this place better than any ship captain could. You told him how you moved to this area a couple years ago after college. Ended up being hired as the manager here and had been ever since. You didn’t have any kids or long term partners. Family was a couple hours away and you didn’t have a lot of friends here. For the most part, you’d just work, go home and repeat the cycle. Going to the grocery store or out for the occasional drink but that was it. “Not very interesting, I know..but I’m a homebody so I don’t mind it too much…” confessing as you took another swig of your drink. Even after hearing your rather mundane story, he was still perked up and all smiles listening to you talk. He didn’t care, he still found it interesting..still found you just as fascinating and most certainly couldn’t understand how a beautiful girl like you didn’t have anyone in your life, ready to snatch you up. “What about you? I’m sure a guy like you is always having fun. Probably got a ton of girls on your line too..” side eyeing as if you were fishing for the appropriate answer. But of course, he’d cop the plea and claim that he too didn’t socialize much. His main niche was going out and trying different restaurants but he’d mostly do it alone, as his best friend was busy with women a lot of the time. Saying that it was Uzui who was the true ladies man. He had been here his entire life and maybe only had one girlfriend and one or two hookups on his end. Kyojuro’s true problem was his confidence. He honestly didn’t believe that he was as attractive as he was. Which blew your mind because he was so handsome! Muscular, stocky build, gorgeous smile and he was so cute..

“I usually just end up getting stuck with the girl he doesn’t want and she’ll be nice but not really my type, y’know?”

“Really? Then what is your type?”

it was then that things would find themselves truly intensifying, as you asked him the one question that would surely send the twenty five year old driver into a tailspin. Flushing red all around his face, he’d begin to stumble over his words..glancing down at the floor before answering. “Well uh—the thing is..” he couldn’t find the strength to admit that you were his type. You were the only woman in this godforsaken city that he’d had eyes for. He wanted you so badly, he could taste it and if he admitted that, he had no idea how you’d respond. But if he were ever going to get his chance..now, while you two were all alone with no distractions..he’d come clean! Downing the remainder of that liquid courage, Kyojuro took a giant gulp before turning to you and uttering:

“M-my type…is you, Miss (y/n).” And at that exact moment, your eyes went wide as two half dollars..making you audibly gasp. You honestly couldn’t believe it. Your staff had been saying for months that you were the sole object of his affection but you paid them no mind. The signs were there though and you chose to ignore them. However, neither of you could run from the truth now. He was going to lay it all out and whatever the consequences were that followed, then he’d deal with it but he had to let you know exactly how he felt about you. Scooting closer, he’d place a hand on your thigh and stare you dead into your eyes. He couldn’t be scared anymore. He remembered all of the pep talks his friends gave him about showing a woman he wasn’t afraid. Regardless of how intimidated he was..he had to lay it all out. “I’ve been stuck on you since the day we first met..you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. The way you run this place with so much compassion and care. You even took me in here, knowing it could get you in serious trouble. The way you treat everybody with respect. Even when you’re mad, you never degrade your staff and you’re always looking out for everyone else. You always look so gorgeous, whether it’s in that uniform or like now…you’re so perfect and I know, I don’t stand a snowball’s chance in hell with a woman like you but I just know I’d treat you right if you let—

it was in the midst of his tangent that you found yourself unable to take it. Never had a man spoken about you in such a way and you couldn’t let him think for another second that he didn’t deserve you. So as he rambled on, you’d cusp Kyo’s chin and pull him towards you in a deep, searing kiss. Shoving your tongue into his mouth and all..cupping the sides of his face as you made out. Moaning against his lips and all. It wasn’t until he was practically on top of you did it come to a halt. “Miss (y/n)…”

But you were in no mood to talk. You wanted him. You wanted him to prove right then and there, just how badly he wanted you! After that, it was obvious how both of you felt. There was no need for a lot of words to be exchanged. Your body languages told it all..the tension surging through both of you had reached its boiling point and you couldn’t take it. So the two of you would lie right there on that couch together, arms cradled around his back and legs parted as they coiled his waist. Things were getting hot and heavy; the storm served as a perfect background to this moment and before long, the two of you were working each other out of your clothes. Whether this was a direct result of the liquor or just the desire that had been burning for months, you didn’t want it to stop and rather, fanned the flames! Running your hand up that chiseled back, raising the hem of that shirt, you’d press your hands to his bare skin..soaking him in. It had been quite a while since you had physical contact with someone like this. Your ex was sort of a bore so you hoped that he wouldn’t disappoint. So far, you seem not to have that problem. Smacking your lips together; sensual, slow pecks being exchanged..trails of saliva pooling from each of your mouths as your tongues danced and twirled around. When your eyes finally met, they were sated with lust. Practically pooling over and it was obvious what both of you wanted.

“You’re so gorgeous..I just can’t—I knew you were so damn fine under that uniform.”

“Kyo…”

the words spilling from your mouths along with sharp breaths. There was no question of how either of you felt..it was written all over your faces and embedded in your body language. Without so much as a second thought, you’d begin to strip each other of your clothing; your fingertips raising the hem of his borrowed t-shirt and his sliding the top of your strapless sundress down..allowing it to pool and ruffle around your tummy. Your perfectly round, supple tits spilling out and eliciting pure excitement on Kyo’s face. A living, breathing goddess right here underneath him? He couldn’t even fathom the thought of that. But as he snapped back into reality, he’d make his next move..honing in on your delectable breasts and massaging those erect nipples between his thumbs. “Do you know how long I’ve wanted you?…sometimes, I wondered if you’d even notice me..” confessing as he bent down to gently flick his tongue around those puffy, brown buds. Suckling at them amid his speech. He’d go on to dote on your entire being..saying how beautiful you were, how sexy that body was and what he wanted to do; running his hands along the curvature of your hips. The warmth of his breath and bodily fluids coating your areolae and little did he know it was all turning you on. “But I swear I’ll make sure you never forget when I’m done.” However, he’d soon make it his mission to find out just how much when that free hand snaked upward to the inner corner of your right thigh before parting it from your left and he’d tease around that sopping cunt. Shocked that there was no trace of any panties but pleased about it nonetheless. Whilst still tending to your ample tits, he’d start to rub on that juicy little slit. Starting from the mound until he parted those plump lips and made contact with your clit, which was sensitive to the touch.

“Sundress…no panties on…it’s like you know my weakness.”

“Well you have it now…show me you know what to do with me. We have all night.”

and with that declaration, he still wasted no time in proving himself to be a formidable lover for his longtime crush. He wanted to be certain that from this point forward, you’d think of him at every opportunity..that he’d be on your mind the way you resided on his. Dreaming of the moments you could be reunited again. He wanted you to imagine doing all those dirty things in his absence until he could bring them to fruition once more. Alas, he’d begin to shuffle downward..reluctantly detaching his lips from your breasts before placing soft kisses across the lower part of your belly. That freshly waxed mound was laden with slick, as was your slit but he had plans to get it all much wetter than that. Those few fingers that had been lying dormant there, he’d suddenly moved inside of that tight entrance, which had been spasming on nothing more than air, waiting to be filled. Now having adjusted himself flat on to the couch, legs propped on the arm, Kyojuro would begin to eat you out. Nose stuffed deep between the folds of that cunt, throbbing as he flicked his tongue around and fucked you with his fingers. The divine sweetness of your nectar had him reeling..hooked on that scent and flavor only a few minutes in. He couldn’t stop drinking it even if he tried. You’d find yourself clawing at the leather cushions before eventually tangling your fingers through his hair and bucking yourself against his tongue. Lapping up those juices as they fell and slathered his chin. Covering the corners of his mouth and setting freshly on his taste buds..he couldn’t get enough and when you began to cream on those digits, he was practically feral.

“Ahh! Fuck…Kyo..you’re gonna make me come, baby! Don’t stop, please..”

never in his life had he heard a woman utter those words so sweetly. Begging him to please you and he was happy to serve. He derived his pleasure from seeing you obtain yours..so much so, that when you neared your peak, he’d reach down and start stroking himself to the sounds of your moans. All he could drum up were muffled grunts and sloppy lapping noises but you were using him as you saw fit and he would let you ride that face until you reached bliss. “Are you going to come, sweetheart? For me?” Just then, those light hazel eyes met your gaze and he’d smirk before spitting down onto those folds and sucking your clit as if it were the sweetest piece of candy he’d ever tasted. At the moment, you could do nothing more than gasp and let out loud cries, gasping for air and grasping for stability. No man had ever eaten your pussy like this..and you were certain they would never come close!

“Then come in my mouth..don’t hold back either.”

just then, you’d feel that impending pressure that had swelled in the out of your stomach come billowing out after he pressed a hand to your stomach and pumped those fingers. “Oh God!” You’d begin to shake and tremble, flailing around on that sofa as you flooded his mouth with your squirt. Having been the first time he’d ever made a woman do that, he was excited..he couldn’t believe you’d made such a mess! “Damn! Are you okay?” he’d blurt out, only to be pulled into yet another burning kiss by you, as you were now hooked on him!

“Fuck me…”

“Don’t have to tell me twice..”

uttering the two words through breathy moans. It was obvious that you were not much in the way of waiting and he had no plans to keep you in that state. So in swift fashion, Kyo readjusted the both of you, pinning your legs back and spreading them wide open. Those thick thighs being met with the soft kneading of his palms and a string of his spit onto your folds. After that, he’d start to ease that shaft across them, sweet talking and guiding you through it. And in a matter of moments…

“Oh shit.” Collectively escaped your mouths when he slid in. The reaction hit the two of you at the same time. It was a sensation unlike any he had ever felt before; he wasn’t a virgin by any means but being with you made him feel like it was his first time. Wet, warm and so damn tight..he couldn’t take it. In fact, he’d have to place a hand to the arm of the couch behind you just to gather his bearings. In return, you’d wrap your legs around his waist and allow him to press his entire body weight against your frame. He wasn’t to be undone though..that thick length had you clawing at his arm without so much as a single thrust. You couldn’t wait for him to stretch you out.. “…are you okay? Can I start moving?” To which you’d respond with a nod and beg for him to go; as you couldn’t take him sitting still any longer. With limbs and bodies intertwined, Kyo began to buck his hips forward and fuck you the way you deserved. The way he had so long craved to do..dreaming of the two of you being together, coming home after a long day’s work. Both of you spent but somehow, he’d find the strength to run you a warm bath, give you a massage and then make passionate love to you underneath flickering candlelight. Although it wasn’t that exact situation, this was more than enough for him. Especially when he’d begin to speed up and you’d dig your nails into his back, begging for more. “You feel so good, miss (y/n). Oh God, you’re perfect. Everything about you is..” as he’d continue feeding you those deep strokes, you’d begin to cream all over his shaft, making a mess of him and the couch. But it wasn’t just the movements that had you so aroused. It was the intense stare..the way he spoke life into you; telling you how pretty you were and how amazing you felt. How blessed he was to have the opportunity to be with you….all of it was so affirming and such a turn on. It was the sensual kisses that had your tongues intertwined and pressed deep within your mouths. You had never felt so safe during sex. Despite the ironic circumstances. Clawing your nails into his back, (y/n) coiled a hand around the back of his neck and mumbled into his ear.

“Don’t stop, Kyo. Please, baby. Keep going..”

“I’ll do whatever you want, sweetheart…’is y—your dick now. All yours..”

something about hearing those words reassured you. You knew he wasn’t bluffing about his feelings. That he truly did want you. Eventually, those thrusts increased to a speed where he was hitting your exact spot; breaking through those sensitive bundles of nerves. Unable to keep your legs parted, Kyo took the liberty of pinning them backwards for himself and folding you up. “That’s it..right there! You’re hitting my fucking spot….fucking this pussy s’ good!” When you’d release that loud cry and then proceed to rub on your clit, you could feel him twitching inside of you. That’s when he’d really get into it; doubling over you with the rhythm of his hips swaying in a fluid motion. You’d press at his abs but he’d gently swipe them out of the way, really getting into it. It was insane how intense it was! He was like a man on a mission..a mission to prove he was the only one you needed. Leaving you to pose the question: “Oh my—shit! Why are you fucking me like this? Oh my God!” With that sundress pulled up around your waist, he’d shuffle it to expose the bottom half of your stomach and the bulging in the pit of it. Something about putting it in your stomach on the first try was so satisfying to him. “You take me so good, baby. You take this dick so nice, I can’t help but want to give you all of it.” Marking your forehead with a kiss as he brushed your hairline with his palm. Afraid that if he looked you in the eye, he’d bust right then and there. Instead, he’d toss his head back and keep going. Swirling his thumb over your sensitive bud until eventually, you’d find yourself profusely shaking and clawing at him. Tapping out essentially…because as he realized it, you were only mere seconds from climaxing! “Right there, right there!” Repeating the words in a rapid cadence as he pounded your pussy. “Come for me, beautiful! Let it go, let me have it, please.” And on that declaration, you’d allow your body to go limp and every bit of your juices to spray his impeccable, chiseled abs. You’d wet him up and needless to say, he wasn’t going anywhere after that display of waterworks! Making a woman squirt and at that caliber, he couldn’t believe it. Still pulsating as you spasmed on air, you wanted your turn to please him. So as your legs wobbled uncontrollably, he’d tap that cock against your folds to drum out the remainder and smack the back of your thighs to quell you. “Fuck..that was beautiful.” But you were determined to evoke the same reaction from him. Glaring at him with your lip tucked between your teeth, you’d reach to rub on him. “Something you want, miss (y/n)? What’s on your mind?” And you’d make it very obvious..

“Let me suck that dick..clean you off a little.” Revealing with your palm gently clutching his shaft..he was sensitive so you’d probably make him come with only a few gentle licks but you still wanted to return the favor for all of the pleasure he had given you. Helping you onto the floor, he’d sprawl his legs out and allow you to move in between his legs. He didn’t need to tell you what to do or guide you along. Instead, he’d stretch his arms out to the back of the couch and let you do your thing. Placing your hands onto his thighs, you’d flick your tongue up and down his tip, popping it in and out of your mouth. Soon, you’d have the entirety of his cock drenched in your saliva. Along with your pretty face; not giving a damn how sloppy you got. Kyo had, beyond the shadow of a doubt, never felt this good before in his life. The way you so delicately sucked and slurped on his shaft…looking into his eyes as you did so. Cradling his balls into your palms and gently squeezing for a little more sensation. He could barely contain himself! It certainly didn’t help matters any when you began to shake your ass while doing so..barely peeking out from underneath that hem. Fortunately, you’d help him reach his peak soon enough when you began jerking him off and engulfing his sack with your entire mouth. Alternating between the two; deep throating him one moment and massaging him the next. You could tell just by the way he twitched in the back of your throat that he was close. And if that wasn’t sufficient enough, his grunts and sharp breathing signified it all.

“Gonna come—fuck!” You didn’t say a word, only proceeding to suck him dry and before long, he had spurted all over your face and tits..coating both in the warm pearlescent cream. He couldn’t believe that he had released or had that much housed inside of him. It had been quite a while since he’d been with anyone so he really couldn’t help himself. But before he could apologize for defiling your features , he’d see a smile creep across your face. Even licking the remnants of him from your lips. “Tastes good.” And he knew from that moment on, he’d never find another woman quite like you! “Come here.” Pulling you up with a hand coiling your throat, your lips would connect for yet another kiss and deeply at that. You both still had a little left in the tank, even after going hot and heavy for a while now. But he had to see that ass in action…and he could tell that you were still hungry for more. Which may have been due in part to the alcohol in your system..wine tended to have that effect. So he’d promptly get you back onto the couch where he positioned you on all fours, putting that ass straight in the air with your back arched. Still stroking that sensitive member, Kyojuro made a wild request of you and you’d happily oblige. “Put your ass in my face, baby. Bounce it for me.” You knew he was quirky and strange sometimes but a freak too? You were going to have to keep him around. But even so, you’d allow him to bury both his tongue and face in between your backside as you clapped those cheeks against him. Releasing a loud gasp and whimper when you felt that tongue delving between your folds again and momentarily around your puckering hole. “Mmmphm! Fuck..that feels so good.” You couldn’t tell if it were the liquor or just how he got down, but either way, you were two seconds from falling in love. Giving you two heavy handed slaps on your bottom, he’d retract and instantly tug you back by the waist as he eased back in. Squelching noises arising throughout the room, soon followed by the sounds of clapping flesh. He didn’t even bother to take things slow. You were acclimated to his shape and it was obvious you were far past the point of not knowing each other's bodies. At the risk of not wanting to mess with your hair, he’d opt for your throat instead and begin to drill you from behind. Fingers clutched around that esophagus as you begged for more. “Fuck me, Kyo! Keep fucking me just like that!..” “Yeah? Like that, baby?” Both of your teeth gritted in pure ecstasy. In and out of that now sore cunt at rapid speed, you’d begin to feel him press into the pit of your stomach..leaving you completely unraveled. Tapping on the couch arm, you’d end up collapsing flat onto the sofa, where he’d resume the rest of those backshots with a hand placed into the small of your back and in a plank-like position. This man was going to be the death of you! But it would seem that he too was on his last leg and not before long, you’d hear the sound of him inhaling. He was reaching his limit as were you so you’d make the decision to come together. “Same time, okay?” “Okay!” Reaching that consensus, he’d desperately count down from three and when he reached the final number, it was as if something inside of you both just cracked…that final orgasm hitting you both like a freight train. For a moment, you couldn’t hear or see a thing. Just pure silence and blackness before coming back to. Pulling out just in the nick of time, he’d splatter your back with his last nut. Completely spent and worn out, (y/n) and Kyo fell lazily into one another’s arms and into more intimate kissing. You could stare into those eyes forever and he felt the same. The realization of what had transpired sank in and the two of you just began laughing.

“You know, you really are something else, miss (y/n)..” “I could say the same for you, Mr. Kyo.” Knowing that if anyone were to catch you right now, it might result in a bit of trouble. But as the storm raged outside and the power still hadn’t returned, it was apparent that wasn’t going to happen any time soon. So instead, you’d lie in each other's arms and try to come down from those highs. He’d gently and lovingly stroke your face, as if you were the most beautiful thing he’d ever spotted. “You know, I gotta be honest…I didn’t think you’d like me, miss (y/n). Girls like you? Way out of my league. To which you’d merely giggle and place another kiss atop his cheek. This man had no idea just how attractive he was. “You should have more faith in yourself, Kyo. Because you just so happen to be my type too, sweetheart.” Bopping the tip of his nose, which made him light up with excitement. It was safe to say that he’d be making many more stops at this old fast food joint. Whether it was work related or other, he’d be up for whatever was being served.

as long as you were on the menu.

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ponderingmoonlight · 4 months

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Rengoku taking you on a date to some festival (like the on in my dress up darling) and watching fireworks with you + lots of fluff

Ahh this instantly reminded me of that official art I used in the cover, so cool! Please let me know what you think <3

Kyojuro Rengoku taking you on a date to a light festival

Pairing: Rengoku x fem!reader

Word Count: 2,1k

Synopsis: Even though Kyojuro never saw more than a kind comrade in you, he decided to take you to the light festival he arranges every year for his beloved mother. All it takes is one evening for him to realize that you are way more than just a comrade to him...

Warnings: This is my first ever Rengoku fic so please take your time and leave a like, comment or reblog if you enjoy 🥹 fluffness overload, reader being shy, last part not proofread bc I reeaaaallyyy need to work on my university papers right now, hope you still enjoy!

One last glance in the mirror just to make sure you look alright while your heart beats out of your chest.

Finally. This is the day you’ve been waiting for since weeks. The minute none other than Kyojuro Rengoku asked you to accompany him to the yearly night festival in his hometown, you thought about it each and every day. What are you supposed to wear? Are you skilled enough to do your makeup? What if he doesn’t like you in something apart from your demon slayer uniform? It took ages to decide on a festive yukata you’ll wear, hours to do your hair decently enough. And in the end, you decided to wear no makeup at all.

“(y/n), he is awaiting you at the door”, your beloved mother gently announces into your room.

He’s there. Your fingers run over the soft fabric of your yukata frantically one last time before crossing the room and walking down the hallway.

“Oh... (y/n)”, the man at the door breathes out, eyes widen and mouth hanging open.

Huh, why is he looking at you like that? Is a stain on your yukata that you’ve missed? Is your hair already falling apart? Your mind goes blank, staring at him through doe eyes. What is wrong?

“I’m sorry for staring at you so shamelessly. It’s just…You look strikingly beautiful.”

In an instant your cheeks heat up, skin turning dark red without mercy. Did he just call you beautiful?

“Oh…Thank you so much, Rengoku-san. I really don’t deserve your praise”, you reply, bowing down in gratitude.

In the corner of your eye you catch a glimpse of his festive black yukata and white cape. How is a single man able to look so elegant and breath-taking? How is it possible that he invited you to this festival right by his flamboyant side?

“May I ask you to call me Kyojuro, please? No need for formalities.”

Your heart skips a beat. Are you dreaming? This is too good to be true. Over the last few months, you worked close to him, always admiring him from afar. Officially, he was never more than a hashira, the ideal you grieved for. But when you got to know him better, when you were able to talk about anything but the demon slayer corps…There was no way out of hopelessly falling for him.

He stretches his hand out, smiling at you so widely that you forget how to breathe to a minute. Why…

Does he want you to take his hand?

“Go on, dear. Have a nice evening and stay safe.”

With a gentle push, your mother draws you closer to him, making you grab his warm hand out of instinct. Despite you went on multiple missions with him, you were never this close to him, never meeting each other in privacy. But this…

This feels like a date.

“Are you alright, (y/n)? I hope I don’t make you feel uncomfortable.”

You hold onto his arm tightly, gazing at him through widen eyes. Oh no, you’re messing it up with being so nervous. Should you tell him the truth? Or just pretend there’s nothing wrong?

“Can I be honest with you?”, you mutter, making him tilt his head in a way that makes you see stars.

“Of course, you always can!”, he shouts back in the matter of seconds.

“You know…This is the first time a man ever took me out…”, you stutter, gaze fixated on the grass underneath your feet.

His eyes dart towards your face, looking for a sign of humour in your bright orbs. But by the way you blush so deeply and how you fumble his sleeve he can tell you are serious about your words. A gorgeous woman like you was never asked out? This is impossible, this is absolutely unacceptable. He clenches his hands into fists.

Kyojuro Rengoku will make sure to make you feel special throughout the entirety of this day.

“Then I am beyond honoured to be the first one”, he replies along with a bright smile that lights up his entire face.

You smile at him widely, that cute little blush still tinting your cheeks in the most admirable way Kyojuro has ever witnessed. He never thought about asking a woman out, let alone another member of the demon slayer corps. For all these months, you were nothing but comrades, a pair that worked really well together.

Until it became more for him.

Until he couldn’t stop thinking about you even though you left long ago. Until he started to ponder about your breath-taking smile and soft hair instead of your fighting skills. Until he saw more in you than just a demon slayer.

No, you are a woman. And what a gorgeous one. Maybe Uzui was right, after all.

“So you and (y/n), huh?”

“What are you talking about, Uzui?”

“Come on man, I see the way you look at her. And I get it, she is really stunning and pretty smart on top. She’d be a great catch for you, especially for the first one.”

“The first?”, Kyojuro repeated in shock, widen eyes staring at you shamelessly.

He never planed on having a single wife in the first place. Why would Uzui suggest something so ridiculous? You are nothing but a comrade to him with your shiny eyes, strong body, and the delicate way your body moves in the sunset. And oh, your character made of pure gold, how you treat others with infinite kindness. So delicate, so lovely…

“Oh my, look at all those delicious sweets”, you cry out in excitement, arm wrapping itself around Kyojuro’s tighter.

“You never told me that you like sweets”, he replies gently.

“Would you…Would you mind getting something to eat with me? I really love sweets and here are so much of them to try.”

The way you tuck a strand of hair behind your ear almost drives the flame hashira himself insane, eyes glued to your delicate frame in nothing but admiration. How did he never really notice how unmistakably lovely you are?

“Not at all, let’s get you something to eat!”

Proudly, he watches how you slowly but surely get comfortable around him, telling him everything he needs to know about your favourite sweets while your eyes sparkle in sheer excitement.

“I love chocolate as well, especially the darkest one!”

“I heard that far away, someone invented a white chocolate. White! Can you believe it? How is it even possible to make something like that? I wonder what it tastes like.”

“Someday, I will take you to find out yourself”, Kyojuro suddenly blurts out.

Your eyes dart towards him, hands completely frozen in place. Calm down, don’t freak out, tame your excitement.

“Would you really do that, Kyojuro?”

“If it makes you happy, I very gladly will!”

You don’t know what has gotten into you. Maybe your endorphins are all over the place because of all the sweet you’ve ate, maybe it is the sake that was in the pralines from earlier, but you can’t contain yourself. With a swift motion, you put the last piece of chocolate in your mouth before wrapping your arms around none other than Kyojuro Rengoku.

Kyojuro Rengoku, the man you’ve been eyeing since joining the demon slayer corps. Kyojuro Rengoku, who seemed to never see more in you than a simple friend.

Kyojuro Rengoku, who instantly wraps his strong arms around you as well.

He didn’t expect you this close to him except for training. But oh does it feel good. How did he never notice how intoxicating good you smell and how warm your body feels? How did he never notice how much smaller your hands are compared to his? And the softness of your perfectly made hair. He can’t help but wonder how long it took you to make them look this way?

You are so beautiful.

“Thank you for taking me here. I never thought you…You would do something like that with me.”

Your hot breath tickles against his neck and makes shivers run down his spine.

“Of course! After all, I really enjoy your company!”

Discretely, you return to your own seat, the slight tint of red displaying your embarrassment. Did you really just hug him? Hopefully he doesn’t think you’re a freak. Or even worse: what if he doesn’t want to work with you anymore? You’d rather adore him in the dark than not seeing him at all.

“Excuse my outbreak. I guess I got a little carried away. Oh, where are all the people going?”

Your eyes follow the multiple people around you who seem to meet up on the other end of the well-decorated village. By now, it’s already getting dark, the sun is almost completely set.

“Didn’t you know! In just a few moments, the traditional firework will start! Follow me!”

He grabs your hand. Kyojuro’s warm hand wraps itself around yours while he leads you to the crowd, an excited grin plastered on his face.

This is what he waited for, finally he is able to show you the firework. Since you’ve mentioned in a training session that you never saw a firework before, he knew he had to change it.

“Here you’ll be able to see everything.”

Kyojuro”, you breathe out, eyes roaming around the lovely area.

Despite the fact that there is a crowd of people around you, you’re standing next to him in a small pavilion, decorated all over with the most delicate flowers.

“Many of the buildings around us are owned by my family, like the pavilion we are standing in at the moment. After my mother died, I arranged this festival in her honor. She would have loved to make other humans happy by the sight of fireworks.”

Your breath hitches, heart almost overflowing with emotions. Even though he smiles at you softly, you can tell by the pained gleam in his otherwise bright orbs how much he misses his mother especially today.

“I will enjoy every second of it just like she does. I’m sure she is proud of the man you have become, Kyojuro.”

You place your hand on his, fingers intertwining as you lean your body over the railing.

“I bet she watches over you right now from afar.”

“I hope she does”, Kyojuro replies unusual calm.

Then it begins. Your eyes dart towards the sky and the play of colours that lays itself out over your head. So many colours that sparkle like stars, the burnt smell in the air. You don’t know how you imagined a firework to be, but definitely not this exciting.

But unlike you, Kyojuro isn’t able to look at the sky. No, all that he’s able to see is you and how the fireworks reflect in your widen eyes.

This. This must be what dreams are made of, the reason why Uzui is married to three women. Just the way you carry yourself is enough to drive him insane, to make his heart jump out of his chest. And especially now, he just isn’t able to resist any longer.

Before he decides against it, he wraps his arms around you from behind, holding you close with one arm resting around your waist and the other on your shoulder.

“The fireworks will never shine as bright as your eyes, (y/n).”

“K-kyojuro…”

“I love you with all my heart. All this time I thought it is nothing more than sympathy, that I see nothing more than a comrade in you. But you in that delightful kimono, your eyes shining like the stars above…It’s love, (y/n). I love you.”

Suddenly the fireworks above are out of your sight, eyes locked with Kyojuro and his slightly redden cheeks. This can’t be true, right? You dreamt countless night of him, imagined what it would feel like to lay in his arms like you do right now. Is a man like him really able to love a women like you, are you worth his time?

“I’d love to kiss you right now.”

You hold your breath, head nodding ever so slightly when his face draws closer and closer until…

Fireworks around you explode in a grand finale when he presses his lips against yours softer than you ever imagined. He feels as warm and comforting as you expected, his grasp keeping you from sinking down to the ground.

“I could watch you for a lifetime, (y/n)”, he hushes against your lips.

“You…you are way better than a firework”, you breathe out.

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kurooandkenmasslut · 1 year

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May I request some fluff with Rengoku, please. I’ve been feeling a bit down in the dumps so I wanted to have some nice, sweet, fluff with my flame boi ☺️

Take your time with this, don’t rush!

have a nice day!

Omg ofc baby!!! I hope you enjoy :))

RENGOKU KYOJURO X F!READER

Mission after mission after mission after Misson. Your sure your crow got sick of looking at you because of how many times he had to come to you for a mission.

You yawned and stretched your aching muscles. Your finally going home after about a month or two, you can't remember and you can't be bothered to use your brain to figure it out. Your legs trembling with ever forward step. You missed your boyfriend, like badly. You can't wait to jump in his arms, sit and eat with him as he yells 'umai!' at every bite. You missed it, and you were ready to get back into it.

"I'm home!" You called out. No response. You sighed. As expected. He is the flame hashira after all. Your feet dragged yourself to the bathroom, your body craving for some hot water to relax your tense shoulders.

You got some hot water and filled the bath up. When it came to the height that you wanted, you undressed and sunk yourself in. It felt amazing. After so many cold nights in the forest, having some warmth in a while is refreshing!

After a long soak and washing your hair and body, you hopped back out, the steam in the room making you feel hazy. You wrapped yourself in a towel before opening the door and walking into the hallway towards your shared bedroom.

After getting changed into your pajamas, as soon as your body hit the bed, you knocked out.

You woke up to warm hands on your back, your eyes adjusting to the light, blinking repeatedly.

"Wake up sunshine! Looks like your finally up!" Kyojuro cheered. "..kyo?" You mumbled. "Yes! We are going to visit senjuro and my father for dinner!" Whoch made you jolt. "DINNER?! AT WHAT TIME?!" "hm about an hour!! 😀"

You scrambled to your room to get changed as kyojuro laughed at your panicked face. After you got changed and ready, you left your bedroom to tell kyojuro that you were ready. But what you didn't expect, was kyojuros big arms to pick you up bridal style, making you latch onto his neck with a yelp. He seemed to enjoy it because as soon as he knew that you were in his arms and secure, he started running full speed towards the flame estate, where senjuro and his father lived.

As soon as he got to the front, he halted and looked down at your dizzy face. "I hope I didn't go too fast, did I?" "No... no.. i-its okay.." you mumbled as you tried to get your head still. Kyojuro slowly let you down onto your trembling legs, holding his right shoulder for support.

It seemed senjuro seen you two at the gate because he ran out and hugged kyojuro tightly. "Welcome back, brother." He muttered in his neck. "It's glad to be back! I've brought (name) with me!" "Oh! Hi (name)" "hey senjuro!"

After all the greeting, he welcomed you both in for dinner since he was just finished making it.

"Wow senjuro! Your cooking skills are amazing! I just wish kyojuro would take the cooking skills from you since the last time he cooked he almost burned down the-" "UMAI! and that was a one time thing (name)!" He claimed as you giggled along with senjuro.

"Oi! Is this dinner ready! You take too long!" You heard a grumpy and raspy yell interrupt. "Oi! Kyojuro! What's she doing here again! I thought I said to get her out!?"

Ah, that reminds me. The first time you've met kyojuros father was not the best encounter. As soon as he saw you and froze. His eyes widened at your frame before be blinked and his eyebrows furrowed. You froze. You didn't even breathe. You remember in the pit of your stomach of how nervous you were, but you remembered that kyojuro told you that his father was.. a bit rude.

Last time, he only yelled at you, trying to hold your tears back. But kyojuro told him to stop, and thankfully he did, grumbling out the door and down to the town for more sake.

But this time, he tried to lay his hand on you, and this time, Kyojuro Rengoku, went mad.

"Get out of my hou-" "get your hands off her." Kyojuro sternly said, not only were you scared of his dad, but you were scared of kyojuro in that moment. He'd always had a smile on his face, no matter what. So seeing his eyes burn, glare, into his father's eyes, his hand tightening around his wrist, pulling him away from you. His smile now no longer upwards, now downwards, his teeth gritting hard in anger.

Kyojuro didn't want this. He wanted a family dinner with you, senjuro and him. Abd possibly his father. But since he obviously ruined the mood, the comfortable, peaceful, and joyful mood in the air has now fallen into a room where its almost like there's no air, tension think.

Senjuro was only watching in disbelief, shock, and confusion on why his father was acting likr this towards you. He knew that his father was violent, toxic, and cold. But he didn't expect and want this to happen to you. He felt like he wanted to collapse and press his forehead against the hard floor, apologising for his behaviour. But he knew that he couldn't do anything, if he interfered, he knew that he'd get hurt.

Kyojuro finally left go of his wrist. "We're going now. Goodbye senjuro, the meal was lovely." He said, hugging him before letting go and taking your hand softly and taking you with him.

The walk was silent, surprisingly. Whenever you walked with kyojuro, he always had something to talk about, it could be about his missions, his good recommendations, the hashiras, or some gossip. But the silence made you feel uneasy, so you opened up your mouth to apologise but it looks like he beat you to it.

"I'm sorry. It wasn't supposed to end like this, I didn't expect him to lash out at you, more in a violent way I mean. I expected and wanted a lovely dinner with my brother, and my love of my life. I'm sorry for my father's actions, I'm really-" "okay okay, I get it, you can stop saying sorry now dear." "But-" "kyojuro. Its really okay, I'm not hurt or anything. I knew that your father would lash out at me like he did last time, so I prepared for it. I can tell that he has a lovely kind soul under that angry face, I just know it."

Kyojuro smiled, and not it in his usual smile. More like a loving smile, his eyes having hearts in it, his heart beating loudly. He really did love you, he really really, really did. He'd give you his life and heart for you, and he knows you'd do the same.

"Okay, I know I already said sorry, but I feel like it isn't enough so-" "kyo! What did I say-" "darling, please. I wanna spoil you rotten for what happened." "Kyo you really don't have to," "I want to." You sighed as you gave in, you already knew that he wouldn't let you say no.

He took you around the town, some food stands catching your eye.

"Arghhhh I'm so fullllll!" "That's what you get for eating so much" "hey! You ate the same amount as me! How are you not full?!" "I've just got a big stomach!" You laughed at what he said. He really did have a big stomach, after all, he often ate with mitsuri, so it's not really a big surprise to you.

When you two got home, you ran over to the bed, flopping onto it. "Haha! Aren't you tired hunny bunny!" "Hunny bunny?-" "yes! I'm gonna name you that because you ate some bunny shaped ice cream!" "🤨" "😀😍"

"Do you wanna cud-" "cmere right now." Anf you two lovebirds fell asleep while he was spooning you <3

Enjoy! And please please please reblog this when you see it! It always helps and boosts writers blogs! 💗

This is not re-read so I'm so sorry for any mistakes! Stay hydrated and stay safe! <3

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!spoiler!

hey, I saw your requests are open, so here we go...

imagine rengoku and y/n had a 'friends with benefit' relationship before he passed away, but then he comes back 2 years after his 'dead'.

as half demon.

he's sitting in front of your bedroom window one night and you can't believe your eyes...

he tells you how much he missed you and that his love for you grew stronger every day (soft human ren) but when he smelled that you let giyuu touch your body... oh dear

he shows y/n who she belongs to..(rough demon ren) his other half taking over and fucks y/n so hard and good to make it clear that she belongs to him. only him.

👉👈 hf <3

You deserve the most INSANE head for this concept oh ym fucking god. Oh my fucking g o d. I went delusional when I saw this last night.

CW/ Fem reader, AFAB genitalia, Breasted /Rengoku briefly mentions Suicide/ SPOILERS FOR THE MANGA......../ Giyu's life is on a clock/ Possessiveness/ BDSM Dynamics (mutual ownership)

-I can imagine how the news would've stricken you in specific. How muted it must have been. Day in and day out of hearing the cries of people much closer to the flame pillar than you could ever hope to be.

-You weren't his brother, you weren't his father- You weren't any of the young men that watched him pass- That had to stare at his, apparently, mangled corpse for hours, awaiting help in the uncomfortably hot air he left in his death.

-Hell, you weren't even a hashira yet. You just... knew the guy a little too intimately. Just enough for it to hurt more than you felt you deserved.

-It's not like he was going to marry you, or even ask for a partnership. They hadn't found a ring on his body in some grand last appeal-

-He wasn't even thinking about coming back for you-

-and it had felt that way for a while, now. You weren't counting the days, but you knew his birthday had passed twice. You hadn't quite remembered yours, but his had come and gone.

-Rengoku always remembered those kinds of details though. He was pretty big on the little things, so much so that he considered no thing too little.

-When the ex-water hashira had dropped off a small gift, courtesy of himself, you were partially confused. You hadn't known Giyu inherently well, nor did you think he paid you any mind.

-'I've been looking for your home for a while.' He'd hand you the gift. 'It was... hard to find.'

-'What is this for?'

-'Your birthday.'

-'It's my birthday?' The question came out more pathic than you'd hoped.

-'I- this may seem invasive... but... before his death, Rengoku had mentioned the date to me in passing. I had to ask around to see what was so important about it.'

-'He mentioned my birthday?' God, you were just full of pathetic questions, it seemed.

-'The... anniversary was just last week...' He was clearly stumbling.

-'I- maybe it's because my years are... numbered... but I- I wanted to put forward his kindness. I was too in my own head to do so while he was alive. Please open it before I say anything else.'

-It was a button. The top one of the demon slayer uniform.

-'I don't want to make any... assumptions about you and Rengoku, but I know, at the bare minimum, he was fond of you. I think he would've wanted you to have something of his... He left most of his clothes to his younge-'

-He'd begin apologizing profusely when you'd start sobbing. You'd collapse into his arms, clutching the box to your sternum and just wailing- A wail you hadn't known Kyojuro would even think you'd be worthy of.

-But Giyu thought you were worthy of it, and Giyu was the only one here right now. You cried in his arms for what felt like hours. You couldn't remember the last time you'd let somebody hold you- let a lone a man.

-His smell was cathartic. Like rain.

-His kiss meant nothing. Neither did the tear filled sex. Giyu was a dying man who'd done an inexplicable kindness. You got to pretend he was there, Giyu got to experience a warmth he'd never been rewarded for throwing a life away.

-You did not want Giyu to stay over in your bed, and thanked that button on your nightstand for his absence when you awoke in the dead of night.

-but Kyojuro remembers the little things.

-And you remember those loud eyes. They were perched at your window seal.

-You blinked once, twice-

-and then his face started to form in the darkness, and you were sure Giyu must have brought some ailment with him, because no. Not your Kyojuro, it must've been a delusion. Or maybe the original wasn't really dead-

-The way he said your name was undeniable. Past the buzz of the cicadas, and the huff of the wind.

-'Y/N.' The man said.

-'K-Kyojuro?'

-'Y/N!' There was palpable glee in the air, radiating from the man that claimed to be Kyojuro Rengoku.

-'W-who are you?' You'd croak.

-'...I'm Rengoku Kyojuro?' He'd respond softly. 'It is dark in here, I suppose. I'd meet you in the daylight if I could. I'm... not able, though.'

-How love stricken you must've been. At the mere chance that it was even partially him, you were bounding into his arms. You ignored the clear horns on his head, and bizarre markings along his neck. The undeniable smell of fear wafting from him-

-It was him. You knew even God or the devil himself couldn't recreate his warmth.

-It would take everything to remind Rengoku of his enhanced strength. The feeling of your body in his arms was heavenly- He'd only felt this elated maybe once before, in his mother's arms.

-'I missed you so much. Y/N, you will... Oh no, you're crying. You can't, or I'll cry too.' But he's already crying, afraid of his new found strength, and far too happy to see your face in the moonlight. Even if it's full of tears.

-'Sweet, and beautiful. You're just as striking as when I left. You look so tired... you've slept, right? Please don't tell me you've laid awake for me?' His heart ached at your nod.

-'I-I didn't deserve-'

-'Shshsh-' His hands would run through your hair. It was the first time in so long you'd felt the weight of your body- how slow you moved. 'I should never keep you so restless- come, sleep- sleep-'

-As the high of the night wore down, and Rengoku lulled you to bed with 'I love You's and the like, he felt at peace-

-But the smell of rain on such a dry night was aggravating his nose. He'd know that smell anywhere.

-Rengoku had formed a rather unfortunate temper since his supposed death. Not that he wasn't the same, fiery man at his core, calm, booming voice and all, but something he had never struggled with was the trade marked Rengoku male hot-headedness. (He'd always found his fathers decline in pride more than a little unsightly.)

-And he now struggled with it. Kyojuro had spent the last two years burning every unprompted shred of anger away so he could stand before you now as the same emotionally intact and strong man he'd died as.

-The one he hoped you loved.

-He'd sooner take his own life than take something out on you-

-but that smell.

-When you woke up, he questioned you as gently as he could.

-'Why do you smell like... water?'

-Your admission wouldn't be easy, but you couldn't lie to the man. You'd begin crying again, begging for forgiveness. He'd pull away to look at you with pity.

-'No, no- I'm the one that left you alone for so long. Don't apologize for my faults-' His hands would begin a slow decline down your body, tugging you closer by your ass. Your face would land squarely against his bare chest...

-And his hands- those big, all encompassing hands would move up your spine, to the nape of your neck.

-'Y/N, I'd like to address the elephant in the room.' He'd mumble against your temple as his hands wandered along your frame.

-'You're... You're not entirely human. I understand that.'

-'I... am not entirely right, anymore, Y/N. I want to warn you of that...'

-'I would...' hope, the thought briefly flitted in your head. Though clearly a travesty, Kyojuro had often waited for you to make the first move. The sudden interest on his behalf was more than nice. 'I would... assume.'

-'I don't want to harm, or scare you. Please don't let me do either. If I ever even- begin to... Behead me where I stand.'

-'I-I couldn't-' You'd shudder.

-'You can.' Rengoku would assure. 'I've developed an awful habit.' He'd be squeezing your hip, massaging just rough enough to rock you. He'd pull your leg up and over his own... Slotting himself between your thighs.

-'Y/N, did you let him cum inside you?' The word felt foreign on his tongue. How crude of him.

-'N-no!' You rushed.

-'Did he make you cum?'

-'....No.'

-'Mmm.' Rengoku hummed, his large hand running up your thigh. You quivered as he made contact with your sex. 'You haven't had one in a long time, then.' His fingers would slip past your gown, and pull your garments to the side-

-'I- I haven't. It didnt..didn't... feel right-'

-'Nobody can make you cum like I can, right, Y/N?'

-'Nobody.' You rushed. Your body was reeling from his touch. The mere possibility of his cock once again battering your insides was--

-'And this...' One of his fingers would slid into you, your insides still mushy from Giyu's use. 'This is still mine, right?'

-'It's- It's a yours. It always will be.'

-'Even in death?' Rengoku whispered against your temple.

-'For forever- For as long as you want it-'

-'You're my strong girl, right?' You'd nod. You'd be his anything. 'And this,' He'd add another finger, curling them inside of you.

-Part of him was pleased, you were all stretched out and ready. Giyu must have done you well....

-Giyu had no right to do anything with you.

-'This wants your cock?' He'd ask. You didn't even think before nodding. You'd never heard such words from his mouth.

-How daunting

-You'd cling to his bare chest, trying to just get closer. 'Say you want it.'

-'Give me my cock.' You'd slur. 'I need you. I've needed you. Please- please- I need you to let me.... Use me- I-' He'd already done you in, and he hadn't even tried.

-He could never turn you down. Especially not now that he was so much weaker.

-You stayed laying down, your body pressed against his broad chest- And Rengoku slipped his cock beneath your gown. He didn't bother removing your panties.

-He didn't even let you adjust before he wrapped his arms around you tight and just began pumping.

-How cruel, but it was the least you deserved for allowing another man so close. Rengoku would never punish you for it. He was too kind. He was too good, even when a demons blood crept through his veins. Rengoku was just too fucking good-

-'You're-' a hiccup would interrupt your sob. Words were lost on your poor, over fucked mind. You'd never experienced such speed, or such a grind. 'So- good- Kyo-kyojuro---!'

-His hand swiping at your clit was quick enough for it almost feel like vibrations. Climax after climax while your creaming cunt just begged for his seed.

-You felt like you were being consumed. He didnt break eye contact with you once- Not even allowing you the reprieve to look away from him.

-'Open your eyes.' He cooed, still thrusting up and into your pussy with a roughness that seemed almost impossible with such a tone. 'Look at whose loving you while you cum. Look at whose making you cum.'

-He wanted your eyes on him, and him alone. He wasn't sure what animal he'd become if they drifted away. You wouldn't. You can't.

-He'd never been so possessive. Had never claimed you- He had never really wanted to. Marry you, definitely. Kyojuro had never planned to bed you and not dedicate his romantic life to you-

-but you were always supposed to be able to leave, if you really wanted. He wasn't sure he was strong enough to let you do that, now.

-'Say my name again. Remember whose you are, Y/N. Burn it in your head.' He hissed, an unusual quiet to his voice. It made you hang on every word.

-You were his. He was yours.

-'Kyojuro! Kyojuro!' It was all you could manage. Every question he posed, every time he hummed, or thrust, or made you cum- You'd let him seer in across your stomach if he found fit-

-Rengoku had never loved his name so much. He'd make sure to burn it in your head again, if need be.

#rengoku x y/n #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer smut #rengoku x reader #rengoku smut #demon rengoku #hashira x reader

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