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tojisbbg · 11 months

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𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚

❝call out my name when i kiss you so gently.❞

♡ uzui tengen ♡

a/n: first demon slayer piece!! i picked up the anime after a long time and i forgot how horrendously down bad i was for this man.

a/n (cont.): also! my apologies if tengen’s a bit out of character, i tried my best lol. this writing piece is very long because i don’t believe in porn without plot, i need plot and context. word count is stated below!

word count: 12.2k

content: uzui tengen x fem!reader, tengen isn’t married, reader is one of the hashiras, enemies to lovers, minor plot (if you squint), spoilers (sorry), lots of teasing and bickering, smut smut smut!!, all acts are consensual, not edited for grammatical errors.

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“god, i hate these uniforms.” you groaned in annoyance, shuddering as the soft skin of mitsuri’s fingers grazed your chest while she helped you button up. the girl giggled at your daily complaint.

it was true, you truly hated these god awful uniforms that were provided to you by the demon slayer corps. the shirts were so tight, you’d think that the manufacturers forgot how human anatomy works and that everyone’s body isn’t the same.

needless to say, the shirt didn’t fit your chest, so you’d had to go with the mitsuri-style of wearing your uniform.

“hm, well, now whose fault is it for having these huge tits?” she shamelessly asked, poking your boobs jokingly, which made your cheeks burn.

“hey! it’s not like i personally asked the gods to give me them. besides, you have them too!” you defended, averting from her teasing eyes.

“yeah, but i’m proud of having these babies. anyways, it’s nothing to be ashamed of. they sit so nice and pretty, if i was a guy, i think i would purposely hug you face first on your chest.” mitsuri smirked, making you gasp as you playfully landed a smack on her upper arm.

“mitsuri! geez, you’re such a little perv.” you said as you squished her cheeks, making her laugh as the sound was contagious enough to make you crack a smile.

you love mitsuri with all your heart, she’s the ball of sunshine in your life that you needed. you’ve been a hashira for about two years now and she was your first friend and now your best friend.

it’s important to mention that you were very disliked in the demon slayer corps at first. the other hashiras, such as sanemi, obanai and giyuu didn’t speak to you for months because you were taken in for a hashira position so quickly.

less than a week to be exact.

the amount of skill that you have is almost inhumane and was never seen before. you were given the position without any prior training or requirements.

after all, you took an upper moon down by yourself, which was pretty impressive for a first timer who claims to have no experience.

nonetheless, mitsuri and rengoku were your only friends. you have a huge soft spot for both of them, but after the incident that occurred in the mugen train, both you and mitsuri went down a pretty dark path.

but, you made sure to comfort her as much as she did to you. you both have each other and you swore to protect her just like how she did to you.

you both were platonic soulmates without a doubt.

“y/n!” you heard tanjiro’s voice behind you, making both you and mitsuri turn around.

“oh, ‘jiro!” you flashed him a smile as you waved at the redhead.

“the crow spoke to me this morning, we got assigned a new mission.” he said eagerly, panting a little, which indicated that he probably ran around in circles to find you. you hummed in response, ruffling his hair.

“ah, so you’re with me. inosuke and zenitsu are on it too, i assume?” you questioned, accepting the cup of green tea that mitsuri handed you as you took a sip.

“yup, and also mr. tengen.” tanjiro nodded with a nervous smile. you choked on your tea, coughing as mitsuri patted your back.

“what?! why is he coming??” you yelled, making tanjiro’s eyes widen as he gulped.

“u-uhm, it’s ‘cause i heard that we’re fighting an upper rank six. the more help we get, the better.” he tried to calm you down, but the information he relayed only angered you further.

“huh?! do those shitty higher ups think that i can’t kill an upper moon myself without that cocky bitch?!” you raised your voice, eyes glaring in the distance as tanjiro gasped.

“n-no! y/n, you got it all wrong! i di-”

“i’m gonna have a word with those stupid hags.” you spat out angrily, marching off before you felt tanjiro wrap himself behind you in an attempt to halt your movements.

“let go, tanjiro. i’m not going on a mission with that stupid freak.” you tried to desperately peel yourself away from his hold, but tanjiro’s hold was tight.

“please, y/n! why don’t you understand that this is not the time for your pride or his pride to get in the way. inosuke and zenitsu already suffered from minor injuries because mr. tengen lashed out from hearing about you joining the mission.” tanjiro informed, making you scoff.

“that arrogant little shit. i’m gonna kill him for sure now!” you exclaimed, making tanjiro cry out as he begged mitsuri to help him cage you inside the room.

“y/n! please, just listen! after losing one of the hashiras already, we need to be sure that we don’t lose another. i don’t want to lose you or mr. tengen. so, please, just try to get along with him or you can just stay with me and the other two.” he suggested, and as much as you hated the idea of being stuck with tengen, you adored tanjiro like a little brother and saying ‘no’ to him was pretty hard. you let out a heavy sigh in defeat.

“fine, but if he pisses me off, i’m gonna slice his throat with my blade.” you threatened, making tanjiro’s face turn pale as he let out a nervous laugh.

“everything will be fine, y/n. don’t worry.” tanjiro assured, but you didn’t pay mind to his words because it will go down like how it usually does when you get placed together with tengen.

with you both at each other's neck, of course.

“hmm, i think you secretly like tengen, y/n.” mitsuri flashed you a mischievous grin, making your jaw drop to the ground.

“did you not hear about me wanting to execute his murder literally a few minutes ago?” you asked in disbelief, wondering if your best friend was okay in the head. however, the two-toned hair colored woman simply laughed at your words.

“you both quarrel like an old married couple.” she giggled, making you let out a fake gag in response.

“disgusting, i’d rather marry obanai’s snake than him.” you retorted, making mitsuri gasp from your obnoxious words.

“you’re crazy!” mitsuri looked at you with wide eyes.

“no, you’re crazy for even thinking that i wanna even breathe the same air as that shithead!” you sneered, making mitsuri scoff.

“don’t be silly, he’s totally your type. you told me that you like tall guys, more on the muscular side, extroverted to fit your opposite personality and someone who’s very sexy.” she smirked, watching how a deep blush tinted your cheeks as your lips twitched, trying to formulate words to defend yourself.

“i was not referring to him!” you quickly blurted out, walking ahead as you wanted to leave the conversation.

“mhm, whatever helps you sleep at night.” mitsuri said as she ran up to you, linking her arm with yours as you rolled your eyes.

“shut up, i don’t like tengen. he’s an arrogant jackass that pisses me off.” you grumbled under your breath.

“i’m a what now, princess?” you suddenly heard a deep voice coming from behind you, making you yelp from how startled you were.

“what the fuck is wrong with you?! can’t you let your presence be known, creep.” you glared at him, mitsuri happily greeting the giant as you ignored his presence.

“creep? no, no, no. you must be mistaken. i am the god of festivals, the flashiest being on the planet, and the best of the best!! i also happen to have very good ears to hear a certain little rat talk ill of my superior being.” tengen cockily gave his speech, making you groan in irritation.

“spit out one more word and i swear i’m gonna rip your tongue out.” you threatened in a low voice, to which didn’t scare the 6′6ft man, as he only gave you a chuckle in response to mock your attempt of being intimidating.

“what was that? i couldn’t quite hear you from down there. it just sounds like squeak squeak squeak i’m stupid squeak squeak lord tengen is the best squeak squeak!” he said in a very obnoxious and annoying fake high-pitched voice, making your blood boil as you turned around to face him.

“you little shit!” you yelled, before lunging at him and jumping to cling on his very inconveniently tall body. your actions caught tengen by surprise, quickly placing an arm on your hips to make sure that you don’t fall on your ass.

“i said that i’m gonna kill you if you don’t shut up, uzui tengen!!” you said in a louder voice, closer to his face as you harshly pinched his cheeks.

“ouch, ouch! it hurts, y/n!!” tengen whined, trying his best to release himself from your deathly grip.

“good, that was the whole point.” you grinned in satisfaction, sticking your tongue out at him.

“look at you being so close to my face and with your tongue out too. you wanna french kiss me that bad, princess?” tengen teased, making you immediately pull your hands and face back to create distance between you both, your face scrunching up in disgust.

“as i said before, i’d rather kiss kaburamaru than you, freak!” you quickly defend, trying to slip away from his embrace, but tengen only tightened his hold on you.

“hmm, i don’t think i’ll let you goo~.” he sang out, making you cry out to your friends to help you escape the beefy man’s hold.

“they’re definitely in love, right tanjiro?” mitsuri asked the boy who was standing next to her and witnessing the entire thing.

“oh, for sure. i’m a strong shipper of y/n x mr. tengen.” tanjiro responded, making mitsuri squeal.

“oh my, me too!! let’s start our little club and play cupid with them.” she eagerly suggested, making tanjiro laugh and nod.

you were finally able to peel yourself away from tengen, which was not as easy done as said, but you somehow did it. you threw a sharp glare at tanjiro and mitsuri who were giggling at god knows what while you just battled death. you stomped over to them before crossing your arms over your chest.

“you traitors.” you spat out, making the both of them grow silent as they side eyed each other, trying to contain their laughter.

“sorry, y/n, but tengen is strong for us too. we wouldn’t be much of a help.” mitsuri said, which was a total lie that both you and her knew, but you were too tired to argue.

“ugh, whatever. ‘jiro, get inosuke and zenitsu to meet up with us in front of the gates. it’s almost sunset, so we should start moving.” you instructed the scar-faced boy, making him nod as he obliged.

you turned around, about to walk off, only to be spun back around before getting pulled into a bone crushing hug. you let out a heavy sigh, already knowing the words that would come towards you now.

“hey!! you jerk, don’t just walk off without telling me goodbye. tch, you better come back to me in one piece, alright? i have to braid your hair tonight, so you must come back. i know i tell you this before every mission, but i really love you, y/n. you’re my best friend, and i can’t lose you. so, don’t be stubborn. if you need help, then ask the others, okay idiot?” mitsuri softly spoke, her squeeze on you tightening with every word.

your heart melted as you returned her hug, a smile forming on your lips. no one in this entire universe would be able to describe the bond that you both had as it ran too deep to even measure.

“i love you too, mitsuri. how can i leave you when i still have to attend your and obanai’s wedding, hm? i’ll be back home tonight, in one piece, i promise.” you assured her, looking into her gentle green eyes that held so much adoration for you.

she was the love hashira after all.

“i know you will, y/n. you’re a strong little thing and i believe in you.” she gave you a warm smile before you both pulled away.

both you and tengen waved mitsuri goodbye before taking off. needless to say, tengen’s serious mode is quite enjoyable because he finally shuts up.

---

“yeah? well, maybe if you weren’t such a manwhore, then you’d probably have a wife right now.”

“are you jealous that i can pull bitches and that you can’t?”

“i could have a whole harem full of men if i wanted to.”

“but would they offer to be your husband?”

“...”

“then we’re equals!”

“i would never want to be your equal, that’s just me disrespecting myself.”

“excuse me?! i am the god of fe-”

tengen was rudely cutt-off midway his sentence as the ceiling broke down, his hands instinctively pulling you towards him as your back collided with his hard chest. there were multiple screams coming from everywhere as the commoners looked horrified.

“huh, i guess finding our little friend tonight wasn’t as hard as we thought.” you sneered, walking further in to find the source of all of this commotion.

your eyes widened as you saw tanjiro on the ground struggling to tame nezuko who was in her full demon form. however, tegen seemed more surprised than you because this was his first time witnessing it.

“damn, what a flashy way to demonize your sister.” tengen said in awe as the poor girl was out of her mind and clawing at the air.

“holy shit, then we’ve come pretty late. you look very beat up, ‘jiro.” you said with apologetic eyes, taking note of how tired he looked as he panted and was covered in some blood.

“yeah, the demon’s pretty strong. she- nezuko please! just go to sleep!” tanjiro begged, tears pooling in his eyes as you felt useless since you had no solution for him.

“take her outside in a safe place and try to think of something that would bring her mind back to something that is close to her. maybe like a song or tune that your mother used to sing. we got this from here.” you gave him a small smile, making him nod his head as he quickly grabbed a hold of nezuko before leaving.

“hey!! why aren’t you guys paying attention to me!” you heard a high-pitched voice yell, making both your and tengen’s head turn.

“god, your voice is so annoying, it nearly made my ears bleed.” you grimaced, taking a look at the female in front of you. it was the demon that tanjiro was talking about, but she looked so... weak?

“huh?! you dare to say that to me, you ugly looking shit!” she angrily remarked, making you giggle.

“of course, if i were you, i wouldn’t even need a demon slayer to kill me. i’d just kill myself if i had such a hideous voice like that.” you shrugged, making tengen let out a muffled chuckle as he tried to hide it behind his palms.

“you fools, you may be hashiras, but i’m one of the strongest demons out there. i’m one of the upper moons, ranked in number six. the name’s daki, so don’t forget it when you’re on your last breath by the end of this battle.” daki smirked, but both you and tengen exchanged an expression of amusement.

“what? there’s no way you’re an upper moon six. you’re so weak and unskilled, i could end you in two seconds.” tengen scoffed, making daki’s eyes widen at the insult as she gritted her teeth.

“the fuck did you just say to me, you meat sack?!” she snarked.

“what a pity. not only is your voice ugly and you’re weak, but you’re dumb too! jeez, that’s just foul. here, would you like to take my katana and just end your sad little life on your own before we do?” you pulled out your katana and offered it in a way to taunt her. daki’s eyes twitched at your words as she ran at you, only to have her head laying on her lap in just seconds.

“h-huh? did you just cut my head off?! it’s not fair, it’s not fair, it’s not fair!! you both are so mean to me and this is just bullying!” daki cried, making you confused as you looked at tengen who looked equally as lost as you were.

“is this some kind of a joke? there’s no way she’s throwing a tantrum right now.” tengen chuckled in disbelief.

“what a child.”

“i know, right? her parents must’ve been so fed up with her. she’s so not flashy at all.”

“ugh, and she has white hair like you, so she’s automatically ugly.”

“excuse me?! do not compare me to that thing. i’ll dye my hair to black then with mitsuri’s dye.”

“you both deserve to die for ganging up on me like this! big brother i need your help!” she suddely called out, and you gasped as you saw another demon emerge from her body.

“holy shit-” you were struck, not even being able to form proper sentences.

“oh? how interesting. the fun has just begun.” tengen smirked, his hands gripping the shaft of his katanas.

this was going to be a long battle.

---

“you stupid bitch! you have some nerve to insult my looks when you look like you were picked up from the trash. i’m a beauty icon!” daki cackled, watching you struggle to sit back up after forcefully thowing you across the building with her belt.

you groaned in ache as it felt like your bones were nearly shattered to pieces. you lost sight of tengen, assuming that he was probably handling the brother. you heard the clacks of her heels grow closer and you knew that if you didn’t get back up on your feet soon, things won’t be good.

so, you focused on your breathing to heal.

“beauty icon? don’t make me laugh. you look like the fat shit that i took earlier in the morning. actually, no. you don’t even deserve to be compared with my shit.” you frantically laughed at her, watching her ball her fists, grinding her teeth at your words.

“that’s it, i’ve had enough of you. it’s time to put an end to you right now.” she maliciously smirked, her belt coming towards you to wrap around your figure, only for her to lose sight of you.

“huh?” she looked around in confusion.

“too slow.” you scoffed, holding your katana tightly before beginning to slice her belts. being partnered up with tengen on missions and training allowed you to adopt some of his notable skills. one of them being to move very fast to the point where it almost seemed like you were teleporting. a blue flame began to wrap around her belts, burning them to crisps as daki bellowed in pain.

“you burned my belts!” fat tears began to roll down her cheeks as she fell on her knees, gasping and crying out in pain.

“i wish i could hold even an ounce of sympathy for you, but sadly i don’t.” you coldly said before harshly landing a clean slice on her neck, making her decapitated head fly far from her body.

a sigh of relief left your lips, but you let your guard down way too soon. forgetting how demons work, it slipped out of your mind that even though her head was cut off, her body was still functioning.

you both were still on the roof of a very tall building and you didn’t notice when daki’s body came behind you as you were now pushed off. your eyes widened in horror as you felt yourself lose balance, feet slipping of the edge as you didn’t have the opportunity to grab something.

you screwed your eyes tight, waiting for the impact of the cold soiled ground to come into a harsh contact with your already weak and aching body. however, that never happened as a strong pair of arms caught you, your eyes opening to see tengen look down at you with a playful smile.

“you just can’t do anything without my help, can you?” tengen narrowed his eyes.

“tch, i didn’t even ask for your help.” you rolled your eyes, yet you were still thankful for him saving your life.

“ugh, this is why you’re not very flamboyant, y/n.” he let out a dramatic sigh before completely dropping his hands to the side without warning, making you crash on the ground with a yelp.

“you absolute shithead!” you yelled at him, groaning in pain as you shot him a glare.

you glanced up to the roof to see that daki’s body was now laying hopelessly, and you know that you should probably go look for her head, but you were too tired and pained to even move.

“did you take care of the crybaby?” tengen asked, referring to daki.

“kinda.” you replied, a hint of embarrassment in your tone.

“kinda? what do you mean?” he furrowed his very thin white eyebrows.

“i managed to slice off her head but i let my guard down too soon. so, i don’t know where her head went and her body is pretty beat up but could still function.” you informed him, watching tengen’s face turn into one of disappointment.

“you’re not that careless to mess up like that, y/n. i’ve sliced her head off almost twenty times, so you know that’s not an effective method to kill her.” he nagged at you, making you feel slightly irritated.

“you think i don’t know that, genius? my body can barely stand and i’m losing so much blood that i feel like i can pass out any moment.” you tried to reason with him, only for him to scoff.

“if you can’t handle a little bit of blood loss and body ache then why are you a hashira? this shouldn’t be new to you, y/n.” tengen’s words felt like a jab at your pride with every word that he spoke.

“i made a mistake, okay?! i can’t do anything about it!” you spoke through gritted teeth.

“yeah? well, it was a very stupid mistake that only brainless people make!” he yelled back at you before giving you a glare. your jaw dropped, unable to even form words to defend yourself.

he was right, it was a very stupid mistake.

tengen almost immediately regretted his words, but it was too late to take it back now. he saw how you grew quiet, eyes planted on the ground as he watched you slowly slide back to lean against the wall. he wanted to say something, but would soon be interrupted by gyutaro, who has found him once again.

even keeping your eyes open at this point was draining. your head throbbed and your body felt completely numb. you had no clue where daki’s head went and you didn’t know where tanjiro was either.

you felt your eyelids growing heavier and before you knew it, you passed out.

---

“y/n! y/n! wake up, please! y/n!” you heard a voice desparately call out for you, your body being shaken back and forth. you slowly opened your eyes, vision still slightly a little blurry as you were able to make out some fuzzy burgundy and green bits on the figure.

“tanjiro?” your voice came out as a whisper.

“yes, it’s me, y/n. are you okay?” tanjiro softly asked, helped you sit up straight as you grimaced in pain.

“i’ve been better.” you tried to laugh it off, but it even hurt to laugh.

“mr. tengen and i managed to weaken the brother, but it’s not enough to kill him. we’re just buying some time to recover ourselves.” he said, gulping harshly and you could sense the fear in his voice.

“hey, we’re not gonna die, okay? help me stand up so that i could go over to that airhead over there.” you pointed a shaky finger at tengen who was panting in the distance while gyutaro’s body was at a farther distance.

tanjiro helped you up and held onto you as you walked over to where tengen stood. you could see how fatigued he was, the poison that was injected into his body earlier began to spread. he was so out of it, that he didn’t know that gyutaro was creeping behind him, claws out with the intent to chop a limb off.

both you and tanjiro began to yell his name, but tengen was too distracted to even hear you both. you quickly got out of tanjiro’s hold, sprinting towards the weak man with whatever energy that you had left in your body, throwing yourself onto him. you both came crashing to the ground, rolling off to the side and dodging the attack.

“y/n?” tengen called out your name in surprise.

“this is me paying off my debt to you for saving me earlier.” you quickly muttered, before standing up as you pulled out your katana.

“missed me?” you heard the familair high pitched voice coming from behind. your head turned around to see daki, full recovered before she took one of her belts and wrapped it around you.

gyutaro took this an an opportunity to get back to the unfinished business him and tengen had.

tanjiro quickly sliced through the belt to release you. as far as you know, inosuke has been taken down by daki as he was now trying to recover the severe wound he got. you don’t know where zenitsu went.

“tanjiro, go help tengen fight the brother. i don’t think he’ll be able to hang on by himself for long.” you quickly directed him, but tanjiro seemed conflicted.

“but, what about you, y/n?” tanjiro asked with concern washing over his face. you thinned your lips, only to have some hope in your eyes as you saw a sleeping zenitsu creeping up behind daki.

“zenitsu and i got it from here.” you gave him a small smirk.

---

it was finally over.

both daki and gyutaro were taken down. you laid on the ground, feeling like your heart was going to explode any moment from how irregular your breathing was. there was a huge blast, landing you at a distance and you had no idea where zenitsu was.

all you knew was that the demons were taken down. you saw tanjiro running off to somewhere, along the lines of saying how he won’t be at peace until he found both of their heads.

as bad as it sounded, you had no energy left inside you to care. you felt like a dead corpse. you’ve fought many upper ranked demons before, you even took some very powerful demons down on your own, but this by far was the one that nearly knocked you off.

it was because there was two to deal with, double the trouble.

you’ve been laying on the ground for god knows how long, probably fifteen minutes or so. you tried to control your breathing, trying to envision every single blood vessel within you to deal with the aches and wounds that you had.

from what you know so far, everyone was still alive to some extent that can be taken care of. other members of the corps were on their way, such as kakushis and obanai was said to be on his way as well.

although, the serpent pillar was taking his sweet lovely time.

after some time, you finally felt your body somehow become a little more alive. so, you tried to slowly stand up, knees still slightly a little wobbly but you regained your balance. you walked, well more like limped, around the area as your eyes scanned for tengen.

finding him didn’t take very long as you saw him resting on a pile of rubble. you scoffed, walking to him before crouching down as he glanced at you weakly.

“you look like shit.” you blurted out, making him chuckle at you usual sharp tongue.

“thanks, you look even shittier.” tengen replied, his words having a little lisp added to them but you didn’t pay too much mind to it.

there was a thick silence that was placed between you too, the only sound that could be heard was the heavy breathing that was coming from tengen.

“you alright?” you asked in a gentle voice.

“could’ve been better, although, i don’t think i can hang on much longer.” he gave you a sad smile, making your heart drop to your stomach.

“w-what do you mean?” you stammered, gulping down the lump that formed in your throat.

“the poison he injected inside me is way too strong for my body to fight against it.” tengen let out a pained groan, making you rush to his side as you examined his body. nearly all of the skin he had exposed right now was purple from the poison and worry took over your mind.

“stop talking like that, you idiot. you’re gonna be fine, you hear me? the kakushis are on their way and they’ll have an antidote to reverse this. you’ll be okay.” you said with soft eyes, grabbing a hold of his cold hands to provide some warmth to him. tengen hummed is slight amusement.

“oh? do i see the cold-hearted y/n being mushy for the great god of festivals?” he teased, and you couldn’t help but laugh at how unhinged he can be sometimes, even when he’s nearly on the brink of death.

“unfortunately, yes. you get on my nerves a lot and you’re a complete idiot, but i need you to stay alive and continue doing that. i need you to keep bothering me and making me wanna strangle you. so, you can’t die on me, okay?” you gave his hands a gentle squeeze, making him gaze at your face.

in tengen’s point of view, you looked so beautiful, even though you were covered in blood, scars and dust. he noticed the scar on your cheek, which you got from gyutaro when you saved tengen from losing his arm.

“does it hurt a lot?” tengen asked, a weak finger coming up to lightly graze the scar on your cheek.

“not so much.” you winced a little after feeling his touch.

“i’m sorry.” he suddenly apologized, making your breath hitch.

“it’s okay, it was just a defense inst-”

“no, not for that. i mean, i’m sorry for the scar too. but mainly for what i said earlier to you.” tengen’s voice was laced with guilt as you tried to think back to what he was talking about earlier.

oh.

you realized what he was referring to.

“it’s fine, don’t worry about it. in one way, you weren’t wrong about it.” you admitted as you shrugged your shoulders. tengen shook his head before opening his mouth to speak.

“no, i was in the wrong. i was so angry and frustrated at myself for not being able to take down either of them that i lashed out on you. i know it was a mistake, but i used it as something to attack you with. so, for that i’m sorry.” he sincerely apologized, and you knew that there was not even a speck of bullshit in his words.

“we’re okay, tengen.” you offered him a comforting smile before stroking his messy white locks which came undone from his ponytail.

tengen could feel the poison slowly making his heartbeat irregular, from erratic to dangerously slow, his vision was growing fuzzy and his tongue was getting stiff.

“i need to let my last words out, so hear me out, please.” tengen requested and your heart shattered to a million pieces.

“stop talking crazy! you’ll be fine.” you panicked, feeling useless and desparate as your eyes scanned for any source of help.

“you’re an amazing hashira, y/n. i mean, being able to climb into these ranks and this position in less than a week without any prior training is beyong impressive. i’ve always admired and respected you. you’re very flashy and flamboyant.” he gave you a wide smile, making your heartbeat increase as his words flustered you.

“i think he injected you with too much poison, ‘cause you’re out of your mind.” you giggled, trying to lighten the mood, which worked as the weak male in front of you laughed.

“there’s something else i’ve been wanting to tell you too, y/n.” he cleared his throat, making all your attention go to him.

“hm?” you hummed.

“i l-”

suddenly, his words came to a halt. his expression pained as he slouched back, his mouth closed.

“tengen? tengen! oh god, what the fuck is taking them so long to come?” you yelled in frustration and fear as you stood up and started to call for help in every corner, but it was futile.

you came back to where tengen sat, sitting on your knees as you gently cupped his face. you saw how his eyelids fought to keep open, tears welling in your eyes.

“don’t try to speak, just focus on your breathing, okay? y-you’ll be fine.” you stuttered towards the end, your voice breaking as you let your tears fall. tengen’s eyes softened upon seeing you cry, bringing a shaky hand to wipe your tears away as he shook his head, an attempt to tell you to not cry.

you heard rushed footsteps coming from behind you, turning around quickly to see the kakushis hurrying to your side. you moved over a little, allowing them to take a look at tengen.

“he’s been poisoned and it’s really bad. give him a strong antidote, please.” you begged, watching them nod at your words as one of them dug into the medical kit to pull out a small bottle before handing it to you.

you opened it before placing the bottle near his lips, as tengen obliged and drank the medicine.

“this is the strongest antidote that we have access to. it works almost immediately.” one of the kakushis informed you.

but nearly five minutes has passed and nothing has improved about tengen’s condition, it only seems to have gotten worse.

“it’s not working. do you think maybe a second dose would work then?” you asked, eyes pleading for any kind of solution that could reverse this mess and put your heart at ease.

“miss. y/n, there’s no other option. i don’t think-”

“no! no, you can’t say that!” you cried, looking over at tengen who tried his best to keep a small smile whenever you looked at him. you chewed on your lips, knowing that he was trying to mask away his pain to make you feel less shitty.

you couldn’t help but throw yourself on him, straddling his lap as you shoved your head in the crook of his neck. you started to sob, it sounded really loud and ugly, but you didn’t care.

you don’t want to lose him.

“you can’t die, tengen! this is not how you’re supposed to go, you little shit. being killed by poison is not a flashy nor flamboyant death that is fit for the great god of festivals. please, don’t leave me.” your tears began to wet his clothes and the flesh of his neck and shoulder.

tengen’s heart clenched in pain as he heard your broken cries and pleas. he wishes that he could speak and comfort you, even if his words would’ve been a bunch of lies. but, sadly he couldn’t do anything other than trying his best to embrace you as tightly as he could.

you were so busy crying and sobbing as you begged tengen to not die, followed by a bunch of empty threats darted to him, you didn’t realize when nezuko and tanjiro arrived.

nezuko gently placed her hand on tengen’s bicep and he felt the small touch, glancing down to see the smaller figure giving him hopeful eyes. then, both your and tengen’s body was place in a huge pink flame.

you were still unaware of all of this going down, not even bothering to pull away from tengen even for a second. although, you felt your body temperature slightly rising and it was almost as if your body aches were magically going away.

“jeez, i thought that demon was a crybaby, but surely you’ve taken over that title, princess.” you heard tengen speaking normally, feeling the vibration of his chest as he let out a chuckle.

you quickly pulled away from the hug to look at him, your face teary and eyes glossy with tears. you quickly scanned him and noticed that the trace of poision was gone as his flesh returned to its normal color.

and, his lips drew a shit eating grin.

“you idiot!” you scolded him before tightly wrapping your arms around him as you hugged him, trying to be as close to him as possible as your heart was slowly being put to ease.

“you’re alive and okay.” you said, which was slightly muffled. tengen hummed in response, arms tightly wrapped around your waist.

“can’t leave you now, can i?” he said, comfortingly stroking your back to calm you down.

“i’m glad that you two are okay. we both checked up on inosuke and zenitsu, too. they’re both doing good as well, the kakushis are treating them.” tanjiro assured with a smile, making tengen reciprocate.

you pulled away to look at nezuko who was sitting next to you and tengen. tanjiro came closer before ruffling her hair.

“nezuko’s blood demon art includes healing powers. although, you both shouldn’t move too much as it might make the wounds worse.” tanjiro advised, and both you and tengen nodded.

“thank you, tanjiro and nezuko. you both saved my life and no action of mine can ever repay you for what you guys have done.” tengen graciously thanked them, and both siblings offered him a smile.

“thanks, nezuko.” you gave her a big smile, holding your arms out so that the little girl could come into your embrace. you gave her a gentle squeeze before placing a kiss on her forehead.

“and thank you, ‘jiro. you’re always looking out for us.” you ruffled tanjiro’s hair, he looked more than just beat up, giving you a smile as his tired eyes tried its best to stay awake.

“now, let’s all return home in the most flashiest way possible!” tengen’s loud voice boomed, making everyone cheer.

---

you sighed in bliss, stepping out of the huge shower as you dried yourself. you hummed a small melody, feeling refreshed to wash away all that blood and gunk with a warm shower. you wrapped your hair in a towel and your body in a robe before exiting the bathroom.

you nearly let out a blood curdling scream when you saw someone laying on your bed. after realizing that the person in question is none other than your best friend, mitsuri, you calmed down your elevated heartbeat.

you forgot that she’s the only one who knew your password combination.

“holy shit, you nearly put me in a heart attack just now.” you placed a hand over your heart, closing the bathroom door behind you before shuffling over to the bed where mitsuri now sat up.

she wore a facial expression which made you grow worried. usually, she’s never this quiet and is all smiles and giggles. but, her lips are frowning and you could see her eyes swelling with tears.

“mitsuri? what’s wr-”

you were cut off by her jumping on you as you let out a yelp. she sobbed on your chest as she tried to say something to you, but all her words were incoherent and muffled.

you patted her back and stroked her hair to calm her down, feeling her arms tightening around your waist as if she was afraid that she was gonna lose you.

“i-i was so scared, y/n! when the order came for the assistance of another hashira because you and tengen were down, i lost it. i wanted to go and help you guys, but obanai refused to let me go. i thought i lost my best friend!” mitsuri cried, looking up at you as tears nonstop poured out of her eyes, landing on your neck.

“i’m sorry for worrying you, mitsuri. but, you know that i’m a woman of my words, right? i promised you that i would come back in one piece, and i did. i can’t leave my one and only best friend, now can i?” you gave her a warm smile, making her smile at you too.

“don’t ever leave me, okay? i love you too much to lose you.” she sniffled, and you nodded your head as a small chuckle left your lips.

“i love you too and i promise. now, let’s stop with all of this sad stuff and talk about something else. come on, help me dry my hair so that you can braid it.” you suggested, making her quickly sit up and smile brightly at you as she eagerly nodded at the idea.

so, here you both are now, munching on the red bean mochi that she made earlier while she braids your hair.

“so, i heard that you and tengen shared a pretty special moment together.” mitsuri suddenly said out of the blue, making you choke on the mochi that was trying to pass down your throat. you could feel her smirk behind your head.

“said who? no such thing happened.” you quickly dismissed her assumptions.

“nope, a little birdie told me that you hugged him and you both got all sappy with each other.”

“...”

“so, i’m correct, right?”

“tanjiro told you, didn’t he.”

“i never said any names. so, that means i was right!!”

“i never said that.”

“ughh, you’re so mean, y/n.” mitsuri whined, shaking you back and forth as you let out a heavy sigh.

“listen, even though he’s annoying, i was scared that he was gonna die. i just got a little too emotional, alright?” you explained, your cheeks tinted with an angry blush right now.

“oOooOo~ y/nie’s in loovveee with tengennnn~” she sang out, making you grumble as you were trying to shush her.

“i don’t know anymore, he makes me confused. sometimes he’s a little mean and annoying but then he’s so sweet and caring.” you admitted honestly, making mitsuri hum in response.

you’ve taken note of the small actions tengen would do to fluster your heart. him putting you before himself, moving you away from harm, his sometimes suggestive or flirty comments, and the numerous skinship you both unknowingly shared.

“do a little trial on him for these next few days that you both get off. see if he acts the same or a little different with you.” mitsuri peaked her head around to shoot you a wink.

“different?” you questioned, eyebrows pinched together in confusion.

“mhm, different. you’ll be able to realize, don’t worry. oh! and i finished doing your hair. you should go to sleep, you must be tired.” mitsuri hopped off your bed, leaving you a little dumbfounded.

“huh? but i thought we were gonna have a sleepover.” you said, causing her to laugh nervously.

“o-oh, well that, uhm i just realized that nezuko told me to sew up her kimono.” she replied, which was a total lie, but you decided to mess around with her a little more.

“really? why didn’t she just give it one of the kakushis?” you interrogated further, making mitsuri thin her lips.

“because the kimono is special to her and she trusts me the most with it. besides, you deserve some peace and quiet to rest. i’ll see you tomorrow in the morning.” mitsuri quickly waved to you before scurrying out.

you giggled at her strange behavior as mitsuri never hid anything from you before. but, you knew that sooner or later you’d find out.

you turned of the lamp light before snuggling into your bed as you pulled the covers over your body and fell into a deep slumber.

---

you were awoken by a cold breeze that entered you room, goraning as you rolled around you bed for a little. after stretching your body and doing that weird shaking/twitching thing, you sat up and turned on your lamp. a yawn left your lips as you rubbed the sleep away from your eyes, glancing at the clock rengoku gifted you on your last birthday.

it was almost five in the morning.

it was still pretty early but you knew that you weren’t going back to sleep any time soon. so, you decided to go to the hot spring for a soak since you knew that everyone was still asleep at this hour.

you went to the bathroom and brushed your teeth before washing your face. you then grabbed a fresh set of clothes and a towel before heading out. as you were walking outside, you noticed the familiar white scaled reptile freely roaming the place.

you cocked an eyebrow in confusion, knowing that the animal was almost never without his owner. you walked over to obanai’s pet snake, kaburamaru, before leaning down.

“morning, why are you out here all alone, ‘maru?” you asked, as if the snake could understand and respond to your words. nonetheless, kaburamaru simply stuck his tongue out.

“come on, let’s get you back to obanai.” you extended your arm, allowing the snake to slither onto you before wrapping itself on your neck.

luckily, obanai’s place was on the walk to the spring, so you didn’t have to make a double trip anywhere.

you finally reached his place, knocking on the door as you waited for a response. the door finally opened, revealing obanai in his robe.

“good morning, i just came to return your little friend here who was roaming nearby my place.” you gave him a smile, extending your arm out to let kaburamaru slither back onto his owner as obanai thanked you.

“who is that, honey?” you heard a familiar voice speak from inside his room. you looked at obanai with a questionable expression, but, he simply averted his eyes away from you as a blush crept up to his face.

“mitsuri kanroji. come out here. now.” you strictly called out, hearing a faint gasp coming from her as you could here her shuffling around the bed. you saw her come into your view in just a robe as she harshly pushed obanai aside.

“y/n! what are you doing here?” she nervously laughed as an obvious blush embrace her, while she scratched the back of her nape.

“i just came to return kaburamaru. what are you doing here?” you asked, crossing your arms over your chest.

of course, you didn’t need her to answer.

the visible hickeys that were littered across her neck gave it away.

“i can’t believe you left me for obanai. is this how deep our friendship runs?” you pretended to sulk, making her quickly shake her head.

“no, no! it’s not like that, y/n, i swear!” she tried to reason.

“i was going to invite you to join me in the hot spring, but i assume you’re to busy.” you let out a dramatic sigh, making her face wash with guilt.

“i promise, i’ll join you later!” mitsuri grabbed your hands, giving you apologetic eyes. you chuckled at her futile attempts.

“i’m just playing around, mitsuri. have fun, i’ll see you later.” you winked at her before walking off.

the sun was still shying off, not fully risen as it was still a little dark outside. but, you didn’t mind it. you liked the dimmed lighting, the quiet atmosphere and how it was warm outside.

you finally reached the hot spring, untying your robe as you took it off before settling your clean clothes and robe on the bench that was provided by the corps for use.

you were now in your naked glory, being one with mother nature as the warmth of the earth embrace your skin. you dipped your toe in the water, testing the temperature, which was just perfect. you slowly began to emerge yourself in the water, moaning in bliss as the warm water hugged you with warmth.

you leaned against the edge, allowing yourself to close your eyes as a contented smile was plastered on your face.

“mind if i join you?” you heard a loud voice boom, recognizing it almost immediately. you opened your eyes to see tengen in nothing but a towel around his waist that was barely covering the lower half of his body.

he was bare faced, snowy locks untied and his jewelry was removed.

“knock yourself out.” you bluntly responded, averting your gaze as you realized that you spent way too much time checking him out. you looked the other direction to give him some respect of not looking at him completely nude.

the only people you’ve been in the hot spring with was you friends, mitsuri and rengoku. other than that, you rarely come here unless it was a tiresome mission or mitsuri needed some company.

you heard the splashing sound which indicated that tengen got inside the water, facing him as you both now sat across each other, an awkward distance if you were to be honest.

after about a few minutes that had past, you suddenly heard tengen chuckle.

“i feel like i’m about to have a serious conference with you. come closer, i’m not gonna bite you, ya know.” tengen gave you a sheepish grin, leaning back to become a little more comfortable.

you suppose that he was right.

you wrapped your arms around your chest as you got up, thankfully, the water covered your waist. you didn’t want to accidentally flash him.

you took a seat next to him, feeling a little shy.

“why are you so quiet?” you broke the silence, turning your head to the side to face him. tengen looked down at you with a cheeky smile.

“why? you miss my voice that much?” he asked in a flirtatious tone, making your cheeks heat up.

“no! it’s just unusual for you to be this silent.” you murmured, pushing yourself further down inside the water from embarrassment.

“i’m giving you a day off from our bickering today. but just today! so, don’t get your hopes high.” tengen said, making you roll your eyes.

“why thank you, lord tengen, how kind of you.” you said in a sarcastic voice. however, the foreigness of the honorifics used for him slipping out of your stubborn mouth made his eyes widen.

“you should use honorifics with me more often. you sounded so hot.” he remarked, looking at you with a smirk as he licked his lips.

“oh my god, shut up!” you splashed him with water, making him yelp.

“hey! not fair!” he scoffed before returning the treatment to you as you both were now too busy wetting each other by the brutal splash attacks.

which was you mostly getting drenched as his large hands caused huge splashes while your comparably smaller ones were not much help

“why are you acting like we both didn’t have a romeo and juliet moment yesterday, princess!” tengen teased, continuing his attacks as you struggled to keep up with him, too busy as you were dodging.

“don’t get any weird ideas, i was just an emotional wreck yesterday ‘cause i didn’t want to experience the whole rengoku incident.” you responded, using all your strength to form a huge wave with your hands before splashing him.

“is that so? and how do you view rengoku as?” tengen paused, cocking an eyebrow as he waited for your response.

“a brother of course!” you blurted with no hesitation as if it wasn’t obvious.

“then how do you see me as? a brother?” he scrunched up his nose in distaste as he fake gagged.

“what the fuck, hell no.”

“then?”

“i see you as a colossal dumbass.” you smirked, earning a gasp from him before the water attacks continued to be thrown at you. this would go on for another couple of minutes before you waved your hands in defeat.

“okay, okay! truce.” you held out your hand, waiting for him to shake it.

“fine.” he agreed, taking a hold of your hand; only to pull you against his chest as he smirked. your eyes widened, feeling the bare skinship between your tits and his well-scultped abdomen.

tengen leaned his face down before his hand cupped your cheek, grazing the healing scar that was created from yesterday’s battle.

“does it still hurt?” he softly asked, his voice sounding so hypnotizing and you couldn’t tell if your body was getting hot because of the water or the close proximity between you two.

“not a lot.” you meekly responded, making him hum.

“you were so good to me yesterday, saving me from that demon and scarring this pretty face of yours for me. yet, you look beautiful as ever.” tengen whispered sensually, making you release the breath that you didn’t realize you were holding in.

“really?” you asked, mind slowly fogging up.

“mhm, the prettiest. so fucking pretty that i could just eat you up, princess.” he began to leave soft kisses on your jawline, his lips feeling like soft pillows as you let out a whimper. your hand snaked up his nape, pulling him closer to you as he continued to kiss down your neck.

suddenly, you felt something wet on the flesh of your neck. his tongue began to lick and bite your skin, making you moan. tengen made a few kitten licks before harshly sucking on the spot, determined to leave his mark.

“tengen.” you called out his name, which came out as a whisper.

“hm? tell me what you want, and imma give it to you all.” his thumb stroked your cheek as he looked at you with lust clouded eyes. without thinking twice, you pulled his head towards your face, crashing your lips onto his.

the kiss was steamy and intense, the lewd noise of sucking and clash of teeth from how needy the both of you grew. you nibbled on his lower lip teasingly before licking it as an apology. tengen smirked into your little antics, grabbing a hold of your jaw before kissing you roughly.

you felt his tongue swiping against your lips before his free hand cheekily went down and groped your ass, making you gasp. he took this as a chance to slide his tongue in your mouth, exploring every cavern he could find. you sucked on his tongue, completely drinking and devouring each other.

you could taste the fresh mint he uses every morning.

tengen pulled you more into him, as you could feel his hard cock now resting on your thigh. your eyes widened at how long, heavy and thick it was. he noticed your reaction and couldn’t help but let a cocky grin dance on his lips.

“you feel that? it’s what you do to me.” he spoke on your lips before placing a sloppy wet kiss on them one last time. tengen pulled away, both of your lips connected by a string of saliva as you both panted for air. your lips were swollen and your face was burning red.

tengen bit his lips, seeing your tits on full display for him to enjoy. of course, your tits borderline flash him every day because those tight uniforms are too small to cover them up.

not that he’s complaining.

although, now it was completely exposed. your perky nipples swollen and begging for some of his attention to which he’d be more than happy to provide.

tengen took one of your tits in his mouth, his hand fondling with the other one as he pinched your nipple, before rolling it between his index finger and thumb. tengen was the king of fairness, using his mouth equally as he suckled on your nipples before lightly biting it. he swirled his tongue around the bud before releasing it from his mouth with a ‘pop’ sound.

your breath hitched as you entangled your fingers in his wet snowy locks, pushing him further into your chest. of course, tengen made sure to leave plenty of hickeys on your chest too, just for good measure.

“come on, princess. let me please you how you deserve to be pleased, yeah?” with that being said, he lifted you up as you wrapped your legs around his waist and wrapped your arms around his neck. tengen made sure to securely hold onto you as he stood up and exited the hot spring.

the area had two benches, one of them was occupied with both of your stuff. so, tengen used the empty one to sit you down. a sudden shyness took over you as you realized that you were completely nude in front of him.

you look down at your feet before he grabbed a hold of your chin, lifting your face up to meet his burgundy ones.

“come on, baby, let me see that pretty little pussy of yours.” tengen begged, kneeling as his palms were placed on your knees. there was a growing ache between your legs that you knew only tengen could cure.

so, you pushed away those stupid worries swarming in your mind and said fuck it.

you opened your legs, giving him a beautiful view of your wet cunt. tengen grinned in satisfaction, licking his lips as placed teasing kisses on your thighs, trailing up to your inner thigh.

“tengen, please.” you whimpered, looking down at him with pleading eyes. although he wanted to toy around with you, he has waited way too long for this, so he wanted both you and him to indulge in this.

tengen leaned forwards before licking a fat stripe on your folds. you let out a heavy breath as you felt the wet muscle part your folds open. he began to sloppily makeout with your pussy, sucking on your lips before lightly biting it. multiple swears and curses slipped out of your lips along with sinful moans as his tongue worked wonders.

tengen sucked on your clit before placing a kiss on it, making the most lewd sounds ever. you soon felt the intrusion of something entering your hole as tengen pushed in a thick finger. he began to tongue and finger fuck your dripping cunt, his chin wet with your arousal as he continued to circle the tip of his tongue on your clit.

he soon added a second finger, the sounds of your pussy squealching was like music to his ears. he experimented by moaning against your pussy, the vibration of his voice sending a shockwave through you.

“fuck! s-so close, tengen.” you moaned out as he continued to scissor his fingers inside you while his tongue continued to lick, suck and bite your clit and folds. your stomach began to form a tight knot, your chest feeling fuzzy as your eyes rolled back from the intense amount of pleasure that you felt.

“cum for me, princess.” he demanded, speaking against your sensitive pussy, nose bumping into your swollen clit while he continued to eat you out.

you gasped and let out the most pornographic moan that your throat could produce, cumming all over tengen’s face. he happily drank in all that you had to offer, using his tongue to clean you up as his gracious actions began to overstimulate you.

tengen gave your clit one last playful bite before giving it a kiss as he pulled away, looking at you as he wiped his wet chin. you were still trying to catch your breath from that powerful orgasm that he just put you through, looking at him with a flushed face.

“i’m not done with you yet.” he mumbled, picking you up as he began to walk to his place. you forgot that the hot spring was located pretty much in his backyard.

you both were now inside his bathroom, as he turned on the showerhead, the both of you now becoming wet once again. you felt his hard cock poking your thigh, wrapping your hand around it as you lazily pumped it while kissing him.

he gasped in the kiss, a low moan leaving his lips as your thumb circled his tip. you grinned, looking up at him with an innocent face.

“you know, i could put my mouth to other uses than just bickering with you.” you seductively said, licking and biting his peck playfully, making him groan.

“is that so? why don’t you show me, i’m a visual learner.” tengen replied, making you giggle as you got on your knees to come eye level to his cock.

this man was 6′6ft, it was expected that he’d have a huge cock. but, now that you’ve come face to face with it, you felt a little intimidated. tengen was massive, an erected shaft standing at no less than nine or ten inches, thick as the girth of it barely fit your hands, twin veins running on either side which throbbed under your fingers and his tip leaking precum.

you placed a teasing kiss on his tip before swirling your tongue around, knowing that it’s the most sensitive part. tengen’s breath hitched, as he stroked your hair lovingly while you toyed around with his cock. you licked up and down the sides of his cock, making sure to specifically go over the twin veins, feeling him shudder.

without warning, you took his cock inside your mouth, trying your best to fit most of it in. you gagged at first as you didn’t expect it to hit the back of your throat so soon, but you regained control. you bobbed your head back and forth, making sure to use a lot of spit to lubricate it and make it more slippery.

tengen felt like he was in heaven, just on earth, in his bathroom. your teeth lightly grazed his shaft, the new sensation sending him over the edge as you continued to throat fuck his cock. you sucked and licked the entire length before sucking on his tip like a lollipop.

you fondled with his balls, trying to stimulate more pleasure within him as you knew he was getting close with the way he was twitching in your mouth.

“f-fuck, you’re such a good girl, doing so good for me.” he breathed out, encouraging you to continue your actions as he began to thrust his hips into your mouth. you heard him let out a whimper before a guttural moan exited his lips, his warm cum flowing down your throat.

you made sure to clean his cock up, not wasting a single drop of cum that he poured inside of your mouth. you placed a gentle kiss on his tip, before standing up.

tengen pulled you into a heated kiss, tasting himself a little on your tongue as he looked at you with darkened eyes. his hands travelled in between your thighs, fingers slipping past your slit as he rubbed your pussy.

“need you so bad...please, tengen.” you whimpered, desparately grinding your wet cunt onto his hand as you continued to leave sloppy kisses on his jaw. tengen smirked, feeling himself get hard by your pleas.

“you poor thing. need me to make you feel good, princess?” he tauntingly asked, but you were too fucked out in pleasure to care about his tone. you nodded your head eagerly before he pinned you against the wall.

tengen grabbed a hold of his thick cock, using the tip to prod your slit open. you felt his tip graze against your clit, making you moan as you gave him pleading eyes. however, tengen intended to play around with you a little more.

he coated his cock in your juices, sliding the long shaft between your folds as it ocassionally bumped into your clit or poked your entrance. you were on the verge of tears because your hole was clenching on nothing.

“no more teasing, tengen. i need you inside me.” you said in between your pants, trying to convince him to give in to you by kissing him, sucking on his lips and biting his tongue.

perhaps if tengen was feeling generous today, then he would’ve given in. but, he needed this.

“tell me how bad you need it and maybe then i’ll consider if you’re worthy of my cock.” tengen evilly grinned, making your eyes widen at his request.

“you little shit!” you cursed at him, only to receive a harsh smack on your ass.

“disrespect me again and i’ll leave you in here all hot and bothered, i swear.” he threatened, making you harshly gulped as that was the last thing that you needed to happen.

“please, tengen. i want you to please me, i need you inside of me so bad. make me cum, please?” you tried your very best to sound as pleasing as you could to make him happy, to convince him that you deserved to be fucked by his cock.

“hm, have you forgotten that i am superior to you?” tengen scoffed, wrapping an arm around your waist to make sure that you don’t slip when he lifts one of your legs to wrap around his waist. he takes his free hand to slap his heavy cock on your clit, making you wince in pain.

“say it right or you won’t get it.” he spoke and with every word was a smack on your clit with his cock, to which you were sure made your clit swell with both pleasure and pain.

“please, lord tengen. make me cum, please.” you begged once more and this time he was satisfied with your answer, a proud grin plastered on his face as he leaned in to give you a longing kiss.

“see, that wasn’t so hard now, was it?” tengen playfully asked, but you were too distracted by the way the tip of his cock was splitting you in half. your face expressed a grimace as the stretch of his cock entering your tight hole burned a little.

“just breathe, baby. you’re taking me in so good.” he encouraged you, a finger toying with your clit to stimulate you with some pleasure as he slowly continued to push more inches of himself inside you.

“mhm.. it’s too much, tengen.” you mumbled against his lips, feeling incredibly full as he still hasn’t bottomed out inside you yet.

“you can take it, princess, i know you can. this pussy was made for me.” tengen groaned, pulling out of you completely before slamming his entire cock back inside of you, a loud moan escaping your mouth as you clawed his back in both a mix of pain and pleasure.

“f-fuck, so tight.” he stuttered, feeling your walls welcome his throbbing cock in a tight hug as he continued to thrust in and out of your went cunt. you were breathing heavy, the feeling of fullness from his cock threw you into a whole other dimension.

“feels so good.” you whimpered, biting down on his neck as he continued to piston his hips into you, balls smacking against your thigh. his twin veins grazed your slick walls so perfectly, the friction increasing your pleasure.

“been waiting for so long to fuck this sweet pussy of yours. god, if only you knew how many times you’d make me so hard and i had to jack off at the thought of you. and now? this pussy is mine.” he lowly chuckled, increasing his pace as his stamina was absolutely wild.

a ring of white cream began to form at the base of his cock as you were fucked out dumb from his huge cock. your eyes rolled back, vision growing blurry as your mind was filled with nothing but tengen.

“i’m gonna cum.” he moaned out, making you gasp as he twitched inside you while his tip kissed your cervix.

“i-inside.” you managed to stammer out, and he nodded. the familiar knot continued to tighten as your climax was near. you moaned like an absolute bitch in heat, purposely squeezing him with your walls, feeling him choke on a breath from how good you made him feel.

“gonna cum-” you whimpered as your body shook with pleasure, cumming all over his cock and a few seconds later, tengen painted your walls with thick ropes of cum. you shuddered at the warm feeling of your pussy being pumped full of his cum, as tengen still lazily thrusted inside of you.

you were completely delirious.

you cupped his face, pulling him in for a kiss, nothing too suggestive. it was a simple and loving kiss.

you pulled away, looking at him with a bashful smile.

“come on, let’s properly clean up now.” tengen chuckled, and you nodded your head. he pulled out of you, watching the sight of your pussy leaking his cum and he could feel his cock struggling to contain the urge to get hard again and plunge deep inside your cunt again.

“don’t waste it, pretty. i worked too hard to fill you up.” he scoffed, plunging two fingers into your cunt to shove his cum back inside you.

“tengen!” you smacked his bicep, your pussy still sensitive. you both broke out into a fit of giggles as you guys finally decided to cut it out. the rest of the shower consisted of you two bickering as usual about who made who feel more pleasured. you washed his hair and he washed yours, it felt very domestic.

after about another half an hour or so, you both finally got out of the bathroom. tengen went outside by the hot spring to grab both of your clothes from the bench.

he saw mitsuri heading to the hot spring, waving her good morning as the woman happily reciprocated.

“oh! why do you have y/n’s clothes in your hands? and speaking of y/n, where even is she? i told her that i’d be joining her in the hot spring later.” mitsuri pointed at your clothes as she asked in confusion.

“don’t worry, i took great care of her. she seemed a little tense, so i helped her relieve it.” tengen smirked, giving mitsuri a wink. she gasped as she saw the marks left on his flesh, a squeal leaving her lips.

“i knew it, i knew it! hehe, she’s never gonna hear the end of it from me!” mitsuri jumped in joy from her victory.

“hm, looks like you and obanai had some fun like us too.” tengen pointed out, noticing the bluish-purple marks left on her neck. she laughed in embarrassment, to which tengen didn’t pick on her any further, patting her head before taking his leave to let the woman enjoy her time.

tengen returned with your clothes as you both dressed more comfortably. it was only seven in the morning, still pretty early.

“i should head back to my room.” you said, standing up from the bed, only to have tengen frown.

“why? just stay here with me for a little longer.” tengen grabbed your hands, pulling you down on his lap as he protectively wrapped his arms around your waist.

“what if someone finds out?” you asked in worry.

“so? who cares? you’re mine now anyways. also, mitsuri know.” tengen dropped the bomb as he kissed your neck.

“what?! how??” your eyes were the size of two full moons.

“i met her by the hot spring just now, she was asking for you and i told her that you were with me.” he shrugged it off. you groaned as you shoved your face in the crook of his neck.

“fuck, i’m screwed.” you whined.

“why? you don’t wanna be with me?” his voice was tainted with disappointment, making you quickly pull back to cup his face.

“no! that’s not what i meant. it’s just, i’ve been in denial with my feeling for you for so long and mitsuri was right. so, she’s gonna eat me alive for the next few weeks.” you let out a heavy sigh, making him chuckle.

“oh? you know, you saying that now makes me wanna eat you again.” tengen grinned, and in a swift motion you were now on his bed with him hovering above you.

you giggled, locking him between your legs as you wrapped your arms around his neck before pulling him in.

“you’re so dirty, geez. i’m so tired and sore, so let’s just sleep.” you suggested, watching his eyes glimmer with love as he nodded. tengen laid on the side, pulling you close to his chest as he kissed the top of your head before looking down at you.

“tengen?” you called out to him.

“yes?” he responded, as you looked up at him.

“i love you. well, i love you a lot actually. i was so scared that i was going to lose you yesterday. so, don’t ever scare me like that, okay?” you hugged him tighter, making him laugh at your sudden confession.

“i love you too, princess. as long as my heart beats, i promise to protect you.” tengen leaned down to press a kiss over the scar on your cheek before finally planting a soft and loving kiss on your lips.

you both smiled at each other before snuggling into one another’s embrace as sleep slowly began to take over your heavy eyes.

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rustedhearts · 11 months

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the incident ♡ part i (boxer!steve x librarian!fem reader)

summary: a brutal argument and steve's terrible temper drive you away from your malibu home. steve loses you again, and this time, you're both left wondering: has he lost you for good this time?

uses she/her pronouns and female anatomy.

✶ the king of the ring ✶ part ii, part iii ✶ main masterlist

tags: angst, so toxic, more manhandling (mostly just Steve grabbing her), shoving, brutal verbal argument, Steve is genuinely terrible, also there's like no build-up, we get straight to it lol.

a/n: this is it, folks. this is the incident, the one that changes everything for steve and libby. it's rough to read, and this is your warning now that it's bordering domestic abuse. but once again, i will never write explicit violence against women (as in, he will never hit her).

malibu, california, november 1992

"Every time. You do this every fucking time, Steve."

The back of your head was just as pretty as the front, but Steve hated the sound of your voice when it was yelling at him. He deserved it, of course—he always did. But that sharp, scolding snap—it enraged him. No matter how much he deserved it, no matter how awful he'd been. Steve hated being yelled at.

"Do what? He was askin' for it."

"Asking for it? Do you hear yourself? You knocked him out cold, you fucking prick!"

Steve stopped short in the open doorway of your Malibu home, holding the doorframe. Freshly cleaned, scented of lemon cleaner, a little slick on the floor. He watched you stomp up the carpeted stairs in your little heels, bag swinging with every pound of your feet. You had that pursed, scrunched look on your face he knew all too well.

But when you yelled at him, he just wanted to yell back.

So, he followed suit, quickly closing the distance between the pair of you. He reached the bedroom just as you threw your purse onto the bed, whipping around to head toward the closet.

"So fuckin' what? I'm just supposed to let some creep—"

"—oh my god, Steve! How many more times are we gonna do this? Its-it's fucking driving me insane!" you shrilled, turning to stare at him in exasperation from his position in the doorway.

Steve huffed, stepping into the closet toward his array of black fabrics on the other side. He whipped his shirt off and let it pool on the ground, belt clinking as he slid it from the buckle.

"Yeah, whatever. How d' you think I feel when I see guys like that all over you, huh? I mean, Jesus Christ, he was practically drooling on your tits, Libby," Steve snarled, hands waving in those open, empty gestures that you always rolled your eyes at.

You paused in your pursuit of changing clothes. Comfortability could wait. Steve needed to understand how infuriating it was to be tugged at and shielded like a doll. How enraging it was to be treated like nothing more than his object, something to possess and hold onto.

You felt like a toy in the tight grip of a boy that refused to grow up.

"He wasn't doing anything. We were talking, Steve. Would you have reacted that way if it were a woman?"

Steve rolled his eyes this time, shoving his jeans over his thighs toward his ankles. He kicked them off, reaching for a pair of loose, black Nike shorts that he usually wore around the house.

He kept his back to you as he yanked them over his hips, slung low enough to show the newly cut muscles he'd gained over gruesome training for higher-stake title fights. He'd been training at a rigorous pace that worried anyone not on his payroll—you most of all.

He was always littered in bruises, always sporting some kind of migraine bordering concussion—and most of all, his anger was at an all time high. If it wasn't something you did, it was something you hadn't done. If it wasn't you, it was anyone nearest you that breathed wrong. It was anyone, anywhere, anytime. No one was spared of Steve's wrath.

But you bared the brunt of it.

"No, because a woman wouldn't be slobbering all over you—"

"—we were talking, Steve! Something you and I don't seem to be doing lately. So yeah—"

"—what? What the fuck are you talking about?" Steve's face screwed sideways, body turning to face you finally.

"—yeah, I'm gonna talk to someone who actually listens to me. It's like talking to a brick fucking wall with you lately."

Steve reared back, then jutted forward: chin first, eyebrows furrowed, eyes squinted inquisitively. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. He hadn't been listening to you?

"Well, maybe I'm fucking tired after working all day, honey. Maybe I don't wanna hear you whine and complain about how boring it is—"

"—ew, God, did you just say that? Do you hear yourself? You think you're so fuckin' important. So fuckin' high and mighty now that you're in Hollywood, right?"

Steve glared at you, jaw tightening. "You know I don't give a shit about—"

"Oh," you snapped, brows raising. "Oh, you don't? No? No, you didn't throw a tantrum after you lost that fight last year?"

"No—"

"You didn't freak the fuck out when Title didn't cut you 'what you deserved' after the Davidson fight?"

"No, don't twist my fuckin'—"

You were standing toe to toe now, Steve half-clothed and barefoot, the dress you'd been wearing all day still sticking to your skin from Californian heat and a humid gym. Your feet were killing you. Your face was flaming hot. Steve's nostrils were flaring rapidly and his breathing was growing unsteady.

This had been building up. After months of fighting and making up, after weeks of giving silent treatments only to be suckered into his kisses and murmured apologies. Months of picking up pieces of picture frames he broke in outburst, deciding to hang them up without the glass to keep from breaking because you couldn't afford his temper. Weeks of wondering when you'd break, when you'd finally snap and ask what the hell happened to the man that protected you, loved you, made you feel like something special and cherished?

Because the man standing in front of you was nothing like the man you first met. The man standing in front of you, millions of dollars richer and all the worse for it, was a cold, hard shell of who you once knew.

"I know you, Steve. You might think you can fool me by pretending you don't care about Hollywood and money and fame but—I know you, Steven. And all you care about," you stepped closer, glaring up the tip of your nose at the broad, fuming boxer, "is your ego."

It was the one-fingered push to his chest that set him off. You were on your way through the door, heading back into the bedroom to put space between the pair of you. But Steve wouldn't let you have the last word. Steve wouldn't let you be right.

"Oh, but it's my 'ego' payin' for all this, isn't it? Huh? I haven't heard you complainin' about all those diamonds around your neck, right?"

The grip Steve had on your arm was all too familiar, and he used it to yank you back around with a force that made you flinch. His hand burned where it wrung your bicep, and you ground your teeth to keep the tears at bay. You wouldn't cry prematurely. You had every right to scream and rage right now.

And with the way Steve was looking at you right now, all condescending pouts and head tilts, chasing your gaze when you wouldn't give it to him because he wanted to corner you—it made you feel truly insane.

"Yeah, you don't care so much about my 'ego' when I'm fundin' your lifestyle, do you, sweetheart? When I'm buyin' all those pretty dresses and fueling a fuckin' jet." Steve punctuated the sharp snap of his teeth with a tightened grip on your arm, using it to yank you into his chest.

You shoved at his chest, eyes starting to burn. "So fucking take it, Steve. I don't want any of it."

Steve tipped his head again, face too close for your liking. You suddenly didn't find those swampy eyes so endearing. The menacing sneer he wore in the ring wasn't so handsome up close.

"No?—"

"No!" you snapped, shoving him again, glaring up at him with wet eyes. "Take it all back, you fucking asshole! It means nothing to me. I was here for you. I was here because I loved you!"

You were crying now, and you hated yourself for it. Why wouldn't you just be strong, breathe through it? Why did he always have to get the best of you? Why did he always have to make you cry?

Steve was silent this time, and it almost made you feel worse. Since when did he have nothing to say to 'I love you?' With a whimpered grunt building in your throat, you shoved your forearm into Steve's stomach, urging him away. His hand loosened around your other arm just enough for you to rip it away, and with another shove to his chest, you yanked free from his hold and stomped toward the closet.

"Here, take it all back, you fucking dick!"

You hurled your clothes toward the bedroom where Steve was fuming at the end of the bed, glaring at all the items piling on the plush, cream carpet. Dresses, skirts, shoes, purses. When you returned to the bedroom, you yanked the pearl drop earrings from your ears and tossed them toward his looming figure. His eyes hardened when they barely brushed his nose.

"There, have it, Steve," you snapped.

You stomped toward the door, rushing for the stairs. Stepping over the mess you made, Steve was quick to follow, bare feet padding the freshly cleaned wood until they met the carpet of the stairs again. You ignored him, sniffling and wiping at your tears, until he took one large step in front of you. You took one back, bumping into the entryway wall as a result.

Blocking your path to the kitchen, Steve crossed his arms and glared down at you. He had you cornered. "Don't act like you're so fucking innocent here, honey," he sneered.

You rolled your eyes, mirroring his stance and folding your arms. "Yeah, I'm sure you'll find something to dock me for, Steven. What did I do this time, huh? Did I breathe wrong?"

"You always fucking flirt with them. You always flirt with other guys, and you know what that does to me. You do it just to fuck with my head." Steve tapped his temple and you tipped your head back with a groan.

"God, you're still on this? I don't flirt with anyone, Steve! The only man I want to be with is you!" Though you weren't so sure you even wanted that anymore.

You wanted Steve—grumpy but lovable, privately sweet and adorable with a dry sense of humor that always made you giggle even when he wasn't trying to be funny. You wanted the Steve that brought you flowers every time he came to pick you up back home in Indiana. You wanted the Steve that begged to wash your hair because he 'liked how your shampoo smelled,' and the Steve who watched you sleep because 'you looked so pretty.'

You didn't want Steve 'The King of the Ring.' You didn't want the Steve that glared and screamed and treated you like another opponent in the ring.

"Oh, yeah? Well what was so fuckin' funny that you had to caress that guy's arm today? Tell me, baby. Was he just so fucking funny—"

"—Jesus, Steve, shut up!"

The tip of Steve's finger bumped your nose when it came to point in your face. "Don't tell me to shut up."

You smacked his hand away, rivaling his mean stare with one of your own. If stares could slice, Steve's head would be in pieces by now.

"Or what?"

The apple of Steve's cheeks were round and red, and a splotchy trail of heat began to scale the length of his neck. You should have shut up. You should have walked away.

You should've left him months ago when you cut your finger cleaning up another one of his messes and he told you to 'be more careful.'

You shouldn't love a man like this.

"Stop it, Libby," he told you lowly, head shaking. "I don't wanna do this with you."

You scoffed, brushing your hair away from your forehead. It was starting to gather a sheen of sweat. "Yeah, right. You only wanna yell at me when I don't yell back, right? You push, and push, and push, and then call me crazy when I finally explode, right, Steve?"

Steve dropped his arms and placed his hands on his hips. His shoulders shrugged in that cocky, douchebag way that always had you boiling.

"I mean...if the shoe fits."

And it was there that any chance of dropping this argument went out the window. It was there that you truly lost it.

Bobbing your head, you dropped your own hands and used them to shove Steve's chest, punctuating every word with a little nudge. You were only adding fuel to the fire, but you were too enraptured by your own fury to care. Finally you were angry, and finally it felt good.

"Oh, is that right? Well, you know what they say about you, Steve? You're just. Like. Your. Daddy."

The house fell silent. You weren't sure Steve was even breathing. But he was staring at you, eyes void and face blank. The only sound that filled the emptiness was the thump of your own heart, like a gong reverberating in your ears.

The regret didn't have a moment to sink in before Steve lunged back into place and slammed his hands into the wall on either side of your head. You jumped, freezing stock-still between his arms caging you in. Your breathing shallowed, caught in the center of your throat.

"Oh, yeah?" Steve growled, tipping his head to find your eyes again. "That's how you feel, honey?"

"Well," you swallowed, steeling your nerves. Steve wouldn't get the best of you today. "If the shoe fucking fits."

"Shut up!"

The impact of Steve's fist against the drywall felt like a firework in your ear. Earth-shattering, ear-splitting, jolting you so hard you lost your breath for a moment. You felt the whoosh of air when he reared back, felt the boom of his hand breaking the foundation. It crumbled in chunks of shattered plaster, clattering against the hardwood.

The room around Steve seemed to vignette. Shadows gathered around the shape of his face, and the space in your lungs shrunk to a minuscule amount. You suddenly couldn't breathe. There was no room in your body for air. Your ears hurt and your cheeks felt swollen, the way they do when you're about to be sick. That sore, stinging ache that came from the onset of tears gathered behind your eyes.

Steve's face went through a series of shifts in the next few palpable moments of silence. First, contorted in anger: brows furrowed and angled down, lip curled into a sneering scowl, cheeks flushed hot red. Then: the brows softened and knitted together, his cheeks dimmed to a soft pink, and his mouth fell agape. His fingers uncurled from their place in the wall. More plaster fell to the floor in chips.

"Oh...oh, god, baby—"

You were out of there. You were so out of there.

You ducked under Steve's arm, still crowding you against the wall. You sprinted for the door, unconcerned about your purse or any of your belongings strewn around the house. The only thing on your mind was getting away.

"I-I'm taking the car," you stuttered out, though you weren't sure why. Maybe you were talking to yourself, reminding yourself to keep moving, to not stop. You couldn't stop. You had to keep going.

"No, don't take the car, baby—"

The jingle of keys between your fingers sounded miles away. As did Steve's voice, following you out the door with a pleading upturn and a nasally whine. He was crying. In the back of your mind, you registered that. Someplace in your head, you saw his tears, heard his pleading.

But you just kept going.

You slid into the car and slammed the door, immediately encompassed by the thick heat collected inside. The brown leather was warm. The engine rumbled to life.

Steve ran across the driveway, all flat grey stones he had redone. His bare feet collected flecks of dirt, little pebbles lodged in his heels. But he had to get to you. He lunged for the car—his car, with you in the passenger seat leaking a shower of tears he wasn't quite sure you knew you were shedding.

Steve banged on the driver window and winced at the sight of his own hand: swollen, split at the knuckles and seeping hot blood. It trickled down his hand and raced for his wrists. He hated how it stained the glass of the window, how it got all over the handle when he yanked at it.

"No, baby, please. Please, baby, open the door. Please, please, please."

You yanked the car into reverse, fingers unsteady and buzzing with some far off, tingling feeling. Everything felt like someone else's actions, someone else's body. It felt like you were watching from a distance.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, don't go. Baby. I'msorryI'msorryI'msorryI'msorry."

You were hiccuping and choking on your own breath as you slammed your foot on the gas and whipped the car around. In the rearview, Steve jogged after the car, half naked and bleeding, and you hurried to put it in drive and haul off. You squealed out of the driveway, down the hill, and toward the end of the street, sobbing the whole way.

It was about five minutes later that you managed to get ahold of yourself. You slurped up whatever snot attempted to escape your nose, wiped it with the back of your still-trembling hand, and clicked on the turn signal to go right.

There were only two other people you knew in Malibu. Right now, you needed a friend.

♡ ♡

to be continued...

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mauesartetc · 5 months

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If y'all are hungry for a character design challenge, might I recommend the "ideas grid" section in "Fundamentals of Character Design"? (Seriously, read this book. It's GOOD.)

The book encourages the reader to choose some themes from the categories provided, but that seems a bit easy for my taste. I figure I'll just gravitate toward the design elements I'm already fond of, and where's the fun in that? Where's the challenge in doing something I've done a hundred times before?

Thus, I'm adding a component of randomization. I'll number the items in each list from 1 to 20 and use a random number generator to pick one from each (using the first selected number for the first category, the second number for the second category, and so on). Then I'll design a character based on the results, and so can you!

Category 1: Anatomy

Tall

Tiny

Muscular

Short

Angular

Soft

Broad

Adolescent

Square

Strong

Slim

Elderly

Athletic

Curvy

Infant

Petite

Elongated

Average

Round

Middle-aged

Category 2: Style

Colorful

Plain

Practical

Severe

Fashionable (the book had "stylish" here but I felt a stylish style would be too vague lol)

Minimalist

Eccentric

Vintage

Neat

Sporty

Mismatched

Alternative

Cozy

Outdated

Smart

Messy

Boring

Comfortable

Expensive

Simple

Category 3: Emotion

Cheerful

Afraid

Eager

Sad

Shy

Annoyed

Curious

Worried

Overjoyed

Awkward

Relaxed

Disgusted

Tired

Surprised

Wistful

Bored

Pitying (the book had "kind" here, but that's more a personality trait than it is an emotion. So I went with an emotion that would lead someone to acts of kindness.)

Awed

Excited

Furious

Category 4: Color

Warm

Dark

Vibrant

Pale

Cool

Autumnal

Contrasting

Nocturnal

Neutral

Deep

Faded

Tropical

Clashing

Pastel

Analogous

Bright

Natural

Monochrome

Neon

Light

Category 5: Role

Hero

Explorer

Learner

Entertainer

Guardian

Worker

Villain

Helper

Troublemaker

Fighter

Parent

Royalty

Henchman

Thinker

Wanderer

Rebel

Companion

Teacher

Trickster

Civilian

Category 6: Item

Book

Hat

Phone

Scarf

Weapon

Necklace

Cloak

Spectacles

Briefcase

Artifact

Torch

Coat

Spade

Rucksack

Cane

Key

Map

Belt

Glove

Earring

Category 7: Setting

Magical

Modern

Aquatic

Castle

Garden

Vehicle

Urban

Historical (might pull out the random date generator for this one)

Library

Spooky

Futuristic

Beach

School

Forest

Zoo

Shop

Dystopian

Street

Office

Mountain

Obviously these are just starting points and you don't have to include something from every category, though doing so in a natural, cohesive way would be an impressive flex of your design skills. Let me know which words y'all got, and if you design a character based on them, drop a link!

#character design #challenge #art challenge #exercise #prompt

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megistusdiary · 2 years

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h-hi!

I'm completely obsessed with Tighnari (he's my main now) so.. may I ask you a Tighnari x reader x Cyno? if it's okay with you a smut would be perfect 🥺 i just need Tighnari spanking my ass while Cyno enjoys the view and who knows, join as well?

hit that mega slay button for the tighnari mains 🙏

THIS TURNED OUT SO LONG OH MY WORD. this might be my longest piece honestly, good god.

also, ik this does not exactly follow the prompt perfectly but i had this idea in the middle of my anatomy midterm exam and i needed somewhere to put it so....this is what you're getting 😇 enjoy the plot and many words please

cyno and tighnari fuck and tighnari fucks you 👍 if you're not interested in that, scroll away. we support the lgbt community here ty

warnings: dom!cyno, switch!tighnari, switch!fem anatomy/pronouns reader

penetration/fingering (reader and tighnari receiving ohoho), oral (reader receiving), a little biting, rough sex lol, condom/oil usage 🙏, praising, petnames, a little spanking, orgasm control

cyno gently brushed a hand through tighnari's hair, carding his fingers through the strands as the fennec leaned towards him, resting his head on his lap.

"i can't believe you actually got him to take a break." you murmured in awe as cyno's lips quirked up into the faintest of smiles. "you know, most people would be terrified to nap on the general mahamatra's lap."

"would you be?" cyno asked as you grinned, shaking your head as you continued to work on your report.

"not a chance. you might be all big and scary out in the desert, but all i see now is a big softie cuddling in a blanket." your eyes twinkled with mirth as cyno hummed.

"would you still cuddle me when i am that big scary guy out in the desert?" cyno teased.

you paused to ponder, tapping your finger on your chin. "definitely."

your idle chat seemed to stir tighnari, ears flicking on his head as he stretched out on the sofa. "what are you two going on about now?" he grumbled, sitting up.

"nothing. how was your nap?" you watched tighnari rub the sleepiness from his eyes stifling a yawn.

"actually pleasant for once. usually there's always something or other to come banging on my door to wake me up." cyno smiled a little at this, moving the blanket off to stand up. "where are you going?" tighnari asked with narrowed eyes.

"outside for some fresh air. you got so warm under the blanket, i thought i'd been transported back to the desert." cyno dodged tighnari's hand swatting out towards him, watching him step outside.

it was quiet for a moment as tighnari folded the knit blanket. you cleared your throat, setting your quill down. "you two are cute together."

"who? me and him?" tighnari scoffed, barely hiding his shock. "don't be ridiculous. cyno rarely ever visits. i'd beg to differ that he only visited because you're here." tighnari's eyes flitted over to yours as you pursed your lips, neck feeling warm.

"what makes you say that? besides you two were cuddling this whole time. you can't tell me anything." you watched tighnari's cheeks dust over with red as his ears went flat to his head.

"i heard you two the whole time, you know." tighnari shrugged, standing to put the blanket away. "regardless, i can tell when two people are flirting. you two are so obvious and yet so, so oblivious." he walked off to the kitchen, desperately seeking an excuse to escape that conversation, leaving you flustered at the desk.

you sighed, frustrated as you moved your papers aside. you originally came to visit tighnari with the hopes of finally confessing to him. you hadn't expected cyno to plan a visit at the same time.

you didn't expect to rekindle the attraction you felt for cyno the last time you had seen him.

but it was obvious that they had feelings for one another anyways, so what chance did you have with either one of them? "ahh, stupid, stupid." you lightly smacked your forehead, internally chastising yourself for getting into this predicament.

you let your head flop onto your hand, staring at the lampshade. "what am i gonna do?" you mumbled to yourself, letting your free hand play with the feathers on the quill.

cyno leaned against the doorframe silently, listening in unbeknownst to you, knowing tighnari was doing the same thing in the kitchen.

cyno and tighnari were not unfamiliar with midnight trysts and weekends spent hidden away from the desert in tighnari's comfortable forest home.

though the topic of you always managed to come up, tighnari nervous to confess, afraid that he would ruin your friendship. cyno was simply concerned that you would find the idea of sharing a relationship with two men undesirable.

cyno's observant ruby eyes narrowed as he watched tighnari return from the kitchen with a kettle full of tea.

you raised your head to look at the man, hands shaky as he set the kettle down. "i um, thought you both might be thirsty, so i brewed some tea. you're welcome to have some if you'd like." he offered politely, and you accepted as expected.

tighnari pulled two cups from the cabinet, filling them up to the brim with the bitter smelling tea, sliding the newly purchased sugar pot towards you.

"sugar?" you asked, curiously as tighnari's face turned pink.

"you always complain that my tea isn't sweet enough, and i wouldn't want you to have to drink bitter tea all the time."

"i don't even visit that often, will this sugar really last that long?" you arched your eyebrows.

"well, maybe it's my way of saying that you should come around more often." tighnari forced out quickly, watching your eyes grow wide. your cheeks felt warm to the touch as you accidentally dropped the sugar spoon on the table. "careful!" tighnari reached forward to grab it as you suddenly covered his hand with your own.

"do you...do you really mean that?" you timidly mumbled as tighnari's tail thumped against the carpet, giving away how fast his heart was beating in his chest.

"as long as that's a good thing, then yes. if not, just forget i said it, because i know it's just ridiculous of me to say that and-"

you cut him off by pressing your palms to his cheeks, gently cradling his face. "tighnari, i've had a massive crush on you for like forever."

tighnari's lips fell open in a silent gasp as you leaned towards him across the table, slowly closing the gap between the two of you.

cyno watched still from the door, eager to see where this would lead. he was curious when you would ask-

"but what about cyno?" you commented.

"what do you mean?"

"i mean, come on. i know you two are a thing." tighnari began to speak, though you cut him off. "don't deny it. not with me, you know i know you."

tighnari seemed uncomfortable as he played with his fingers underneath the table. "it's a bit...complicated. we are together, yes, but i was afraid of confessing because i didn't know how you would see the idea of being in a relationship with both of us."

"both of you? but, cyno likes you, not me. that's just-"

"he's right." cyno finally stepped in, closing the door behind him as you fell silent. "it's been unbearably difficult to lie to your face. i tried dropping hints all the time, but you never picked them up. just like all those dirty clothes on your floor." his expression remained stoic as tighnari rolled his eyes.

"so...just to clarify. you both are in a relationship-" you paused as cyno nodded. "but you still like me? how does that even work?"

"it's like this." cyno sat down next to you, putting his helmet off to the side. "of course tighnari and i are very happy together." he reached across the table, gesturing for tighnari to hold his hand. the fennec man begrudgingly interlaced his fingers with the general, earning him a rare smile.

"but?"

"but, we would be happier with you too." cyno held his other hand out towards you, motioning for you to take it. you gingerly placed your palm in his, allowing him to link your fingers together. "it would be more complete."

"don't they say three is a crowd?" you frowned as tighnari leaned forward, brushing the hair away from your eyes.

"not if they're the people closest to your heart." tighnari hummed as you looked down at your lap, shyness overtaking you as your face felt like it was on fire. oh, you needed to cool down right now.

cyno ran his thumb over your knuckles, feeling you grip his hand a little tighter.

the feeling of his skin against yours, even the slightest touch had you rubbing your thighs together ever so slightly, shifting where you sat on your knees on the carpet. tighnari's tongue darted out to wet his lips as cyno's eyes flitted between the both of you.

"i'll tell you what, i have a fun little game for us to play, hm? it's a usual secret fantasy of tighnari's. if you're up for it, of course." cyno unlinked your fingers to carefully grip your chin, tilting it to meet his gaze.

your lips parted as you nodded, eyes going glassy when his thumb swiped over your bottom lip. he leaned in towards you, breath ghosting over the shell of your ear. "i want the both of you to put on a little show for me, hm? do you think you can manage that?"

you nodded, heart racing as cyno pressed a gentle kiss to the side of your head, chuckling softly to himself. tighnari watched the both of you, ears twitching on his head as he felt his pants growing the slightest bit tighter.

your gaze switched over to tighnari, slowly standing with cyno's assistance as he guided you both to tighnari's private quarters.

the bed was large enough for the three of you easily, though it seemed cyno had opted instead to pull an armchair over to the corner of the room, watching tighnari gently pull you onto his lap on the bed.

he placed his hands on the sides of your face, leaning in to allow your noses to touch. "may i?"

"yes." you barely breathed the word out before tighnari pushed forward, melding your lips as your heavy eyes shut, leaning towards him.

it wasn't long before the kiss turned heated, his tongue swiping over your lips and hands snaking under your shirt to grip your hips.

you could feel him moving you slowly on his lap, grinding against you as you whined. "shh, don't be so impatient." tighnari cooed, moving a hand to stroke the side of your face lovingly.

you continued to push against him, causing a low growl to build up in his chest as he suddenly landed a slap on your clothed ass, making you jump in shock. "tighnari-" your eyes were blown wide, lust clouding the color. you had never seen this side of the forest ranger before.

tighnari gripped your chin firmer this time. "i will not repeat myself again, my dear. behave for me."

you allowed tighnari to continue pressing feverish kisses down your neck, nibbling at your collarbones until cyno intruded. "as perfect as this is, i think i'd like to see something a little more...well less. on both of you." cyno commented, though it was more of an order as tighnari immediately began undressing the both of you, tugging at your shirt and pulling it over your head.

you had no time to feel shy as tighnari pulled all of his intricate layers and accessories off, giving both you and cyno a rather enticing show.

it surprised you, however, when tighnari went fully nude, tossing his undergarments in cyno's direction with a sassy smirk as your eyes went wide.

you couldn't help but stare. he was just so pretty.

"you too, sweetheart." cyno gestured towards you as you tried to object, but tighnari's hands were already pulling your undergarments off, peeling your panties down your legs.

you averted your eyes as tighnari stared at you. he couldn't help but lean forward to press a gentle kiss on your clit.

you jumped, gasping at the sudden stimulation as tighnari smiled against your pussy. "tighnari-" you watched as he fully dropped to his knees, pulling you to the edge of the bed and draping your knees over his shoulders.

cyno leaned forward, seeking a better view as tighnari lightly lapped over your folds a few times, spreading your slick across your cunt as you whined, body going stiff.

tighnari's ears pressed back against his scalp as he circled your clit slowly, pressing tender, wet kisses to your skin, occasionally traveling to your inner thighs and back. your hands itched to grip his hair as he slid his tongue over your hole, collecting more of your slick, smearing it over his lips and nose tip.

your back arched as tighnari continued to lick across your pussy, humming into your folds and feeling you jolt, hands gripping the bedsheets tightly. "fuck-" you sighed, feeling your orgasm slowly building.

that was the moment cyno decided to stop you, gently placing his hand on tighnari's head, tugging his head back as he released a whiny moan. his lips were shiny with your slick, eyes glassy as he stared back at cyno.

"go ahead and get on the bed for me." cyno told him, watching him slowly stand, knees red from kneeling on the hardwood floors. you moved further up the bed to accommodate the man who crawled on his hands and knees.

you watched curiously as tighnari arched his back, pressing his chest into the bedsheets and waiting with bated breath as cyno observed him, slowly stripping himself in front of them both.

he originally decided to wear a sweater tighnari had purchased for him some time ago, not used to the chilly and moist forest air.

cyno's body was slowly revealed to you and tighnari, his toned chest, leading down to his stomach and the slight patch of white hair below his navel making your mouth water.

"go ahead and keep doing what you were, tighnari." he ordered as tighnari suddenly pulled you forwards, burying his head back in your cunt, feeling you keen against him. "where's the oil?" tighnari's tail suddenly started swishing at that question.

"left dresser, top drawer in the very back." tighnari answered seamlessly, raising two of his fingers to slide through your folds and collect your wetness before probing one around your hole.

he slowly eased it into you, feeling you tense up as he pressed kisses to your clit and thighs. "shh, be good for me, you can take it." tighnari softly whispered into your thigh, feeling you slowly relax, eyes closing as tighnari slowly moved the digit, allowing you to become accustomed to the intrusion.

tighnari's ears perked up at the sound of the oil bottle clicking as cyno poured some onto his fingers, rubbing them together to warm the oil up.

tighnari shook his hips to the sides a bit in anticipation as he carefully slid another finger into you, lapping over your clit to ease the pain of the stretch.

you were babbling nonsense, eyes now open to watch cyno position himself behind tighnari, hands spreading his thighs open further and pushing his chest down into the bed. cyno was just as powerful here as he was on the battlefield, clearly observed as he maneuvered tighnari to his liking.

he gently swiped his finger over tighnaris half-hard cock, feeling it twitch under his touch before bringing his fingers over his hole, slowly circling the rim. he heard tighnari gasp when cyno slowly pushed in, teasing him again and again.

tighnari carefully scissored his fingers inside of you, hoping to stretch you open to better take his cock as you whimpered.

cyno focused on oiling tighnari's hole up, gently pressing a finger of his own into him, stroking his tail with the other hand as tighnari whined into your pussy, fingers stopping for a moment as he became accustomed to the feeling.

"cyno-" tighnari whined as cyno suddenly slapped his thigh.

"focus on what you're doing." cyno warned as tighnari huffed, moving his fingers again, putting all of his concentration back into pleasuring you.

you were close, slightly shaking as tighnari's fingers scraped over your g-spot. "fuck, tighnari, tighnari, i'm gonna-"

"come for me, come on." tighnari urged, speeding up his motions as cyno slowed to allow him to fully focus.

cyno moved his free hand to his own cock, slowly stroking himself with the excess oil, grunting as he watched you release over tighnari's digits and tongue, gently fucking his fingers into you and allowing you to ride out your high.

you trembled on the bed, limbs feeling like jelly as you struggled to catch your breath. tighnari's head fell forward, leaning on your thigh as cyno started moving the digits in his hole again, stretching him out and searching for his prostate.

cyno smirked once he found it, abusing it by continuing to put pressure on it until tighnari was arching deeply on his own, moaning out garbles of cyno's name and pleas. "cyno, cyno, please, please, let me- please!"

you pondered if this was a usual occurrence between them, observing cyno withdraw his fingers as tighnari cried out frustrated. "cyno, that's not fair." he huffed.

"life's not fair. besides, don't you want to fulfill that fantasy, sweetheart?" he leaned down to kiss tighnari's cheek before standing to grab condoms from the drawer that contained the oil.

he ripped the packaging open with his teeth, sliding one on his own dick before tossing the other to tighnari who opened it with his fingers.

tighnari pulled a pillow under your hips as you wiggled around, still sensitive from your orgasm as you felt his tip at your entrance. "ready?" he asked as you nodded.

"please." you gazed up at him, feeling him lean to connect your lips while he pushed into you.

you gasped, lips opening and allowing tighnari to slip his tongue into your mouth. you both sighed as tighnari slowly stretched you out, hands gripping at the sheets and eyes shutting tight as he kept his hands pressed to your hips.

"so good, so tight." he moaned out, grinding his cock up into you, giving you ample time to adjust until you moved your hips against his.

as soon as you started begging for him, he began fucking you with more fervor, watching your body bounce as his hips snapped against yours.

you called out his name, eyes glazed over as he worried his lip between his teeth, fucking you like it was his life's purpose.

the second he found your g-spot, he knew by your reaction, feeling your body shake from the overstimulation against the area as he began abusing the spot similar to how cyno treated him as you practically screamed. tighnari immediately connected your lips to quiet you.

cyno watched the both of you, slowly stroking his cock, pleased to see tighnari making you fall apart so effortlessly as he moved to brush hair away from your sweaty faces, pressing kisses to the crown of both of your heads.

you barely had time to warn tighnari about this orgasm, head whipping back as you clenched around him, coming hard and feeling tighnari almost collapse onto you as he shuddered.

"archons-" he softly sobbed as he struggled to hold off his orgasm, refusing to come until he had cyno's permission.

tighnari slowly slid his dick out, painfully hard as cyno stroked his cheek. "good boy, such a good boy for me." his words were fuzzy to both yours and tighnari's ears as he praised the fennec man who let a lazy smile spread over his face. "i think you've more than earned your reward." he positioned himself behind tighnari, watching him collapse onto you to present himself to cyno.

tighnari stiffened as cyno pressed into him, body shaking on you as his hard dick rubbed against your thighs. you gently stroked his hair, cooing at him softly in your post-orgasm bliss as tighnari was reduced to a whiny, trembling mess, desperate to come.

cyno gave him a moment to adjust to the thickness before grinding up into him, watching him arch a little more and wiggle his hips as he gripped his tail, stroking the fur and fucking his hips against him. his heavy balls smacked against tighnari's ass, cock bobbing against your thighs as he shook with every thrust.

"good boy, so good." you smiled down at tighnari who stared up at you with glassy eyes. you were shocked at what a mess cyno could make of the normally oh so composed tighnari. you were indeed intrigued to see more of this side of the forest watcher.

"oh, please, please, come, can i? can i come, cyno, please?" tighnari begged, feeling cyno grind into his prostate. "cyno!" he whined, high pitched as cyno hummed.

"come for me." cyno answered. and oh, tighnari did. another deep grind to his prostate and your thighs rubbing against his dick had him coming into the condom wrapped around his dick, completely collapsing into the mattress as cyno continued to fuck him.

"cyno- no more."

"you know how this goes, honey." cyno leaned down. "you can come, if i let you, but that doesn't mean we're done, my sweet prince."

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I- Intimacy

A/N- Yay!! my fics are back 🥰 lol i missed doing these so much c: i’m not sure if i love the ending on this one but when do i ever like my own endings 😂

Genre- Fluff, Smut

Warnings- Reader has female anatomy, alcohol, unprotected p in v sex (BE SAFE), body worship, oral sex (f receiving)

Tag List- @thatsthewaythechrissycrumbles @munsonology @esme-viridian @gvf23

(tag list is always open, let me know if you’d like to be added)

Word Count- 5.7k

Eddie quickly ran over to your side of the van, slowly opening the door for you and reaching his hand out to help you step down into the parking lot.

Your anniversary had come along so much quicker than you were anticipating, you didn’t think a year would go by so quickly.

The memories you’ve made together, all the wonderful days spent with each other and the magical nights you were wrapped in each other’s arms. He was an amazing boyfriend, which was shocking to you at first given his reputation, but once you really had gotten to know his true self instead of listening to the rumors that had been going around you knew they were wrong about him.

He made it his duty to always make you feel loved and appreciated every single day he was with you. Breakfasts in bed, bringing you home a little treat if he had to stop at the gas station on his way home from work, giving flowers and little presents whenever he saw something that reminded him of you, complimenting you each and every single day. He adored you, and he needed you to know how much you meant to him.

Your anniversary was something different for him though.

He had never had a relationship last this long, especially one long enough where you knew his friends and Wayne and all the little freshies of Hellfire, and for your anniversary he wanted to kick the romance into high gear.

He wanted to show you off to everyone that he could.

There was a fancier restaurant just outside of town and he made your reservations well over a month in advance to make sure you were able to go. He asked Wayne if he could borrow some of his nicer clothes, did his hair a bit, he even bought himself a new cologne to use.

Not to mention all the little surprises he had planned for you both that night.

You had already known about dinner, Eddie had even hand picked your outfit and bought you a stunning black dress to wear. You loved how much effort he had put into this night and though it wasn’t about how much money he spent or how fancy the restaurant he took you to was, it was about the two of you being with one another and being able to show each other how much you loved one another.

Dinner was nice, intimate, you had talked with one another the whole night and had really been able to have a wonderful meal with a delicious dessert that you shared afterwards.

Though he had given you little presents here and there throughout the day, he made sure to save the best for last.

As soon as dinner was finished, he began his drive home but he made what you assumed to be a wrong turn a few streets down.

“Eddie, the park is a few streets down isn’t it?”

“It is.” He said with a smile.

“Ok, so where are we going?” You asked him with a giggle.

“Somewhere special.” He shrugged, “I just hope you like it.”

The drive wasn’t too long, and the road he had taken wound through the forest to a secluded area and once you saw the front gates you were in awe.

It was a gorgeous little bed and breakfast, the road leading up to it was full of flower bushes and the hotel itself seemed exactly like the type of place Eddie would love. Dark, romantic, old fashioned, and with a few more years it would look like the perfect place for a haunted house.

He helped you down from the van as he parked next to the building and he held out his arm for you to take as he led you up the steps to the door.

He let down his arm and opened the door for you and when you saw the inside of the place it was even more gorgeous than you imagined.

It looked like an old mansion, the walls covered with art and intricate mirrors, sconces covering the walls instead of lamps, vases of dark flowers on each table you saw. The entire place was beautiful and you were so happy Eddie found a place that suited you both so well.

He stepped in after you and went up to the front desk, checking yourselves in as you looked all around the foyer of the hotel.

He reached out for your hand once more and you were guided up to your room by the woman from behind the desk, giving you each a key to the room before leaving you two with a smile.

“I hope you like it, i paid a little extra to amp up the romance a bit.”

You giggled a bit as Eddie put his key into the lock,

“Eddie, what are you talking abou-“ You stopped in your tracks when you saw how beautifully the room was set up for you.

Candles were lit all over, giving it a gorgeous golden glow against the black and burgundy shades of the room. Bright red rose petals had been left all along the floor and leading up to the bed. A bottle of red wine had been sitting on the nightstand with two glasses next to it for the both of you to share. The room itself was amazing, like nothing you had ever seen before.

Dark, intimate, almost vampiric in a way with all the deep dark shades that had been covering the room. The walls had a beautifully patterned burgundy wallpaper, the furniture had been entirely black and the curtains and trim on the wall had matched, the bedsheets and pillows had been different shades of deep red and black and it was shocking to know that a place that would feel so warm and comforting had been this close to home.

Eddie leaned in close to you,

“They called this one the ‘Vampire Room’. Pretty fitting don’t you think?”

“Eddie… I don’t know what to say…”

He smiled and took a step in front of you, carefully taking your hands into his and leading you slowly into the room, leaning into your ear to whisper to you once more,

“Just say that you love me.”

Your lips curled into a smile and you let go of his hands, bringing them up to his face to gently hold his cheeks as you looked into his eyes for a moment before kissing him sweetly,

“I love you more than you’ll ever know.”

You entered the room with him and he shut the door behind you, letting you walk around the room to take in everything you saw before you.

He had watched you with a smile as he undid the front buttons on the suit jacket he had on,

“When you’re all done looking at the room angel, i already had them unpack some things i brought earlier, there’s a cute little outfit waiting for you to change into in the bathroom.”

You gasped excitedly, rushing back over to Eddie,

“Really? You got me another present?”

“Of course i did! I think it’s going to look perfect on you too,” Eddie wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you in close, kissing your forehead before slowly turning you around, reaching up to the top of your dress and undoing the zipper for you, placing a kiss onto your shoulder, “I picked it out just for you.”

You smiled and turned back to him, giving him a quick kiss before slowly moving into the bathroom, quietly shutting the door behind you.

Eddie waited patiently, letting you take your time changing into the outfit he had picked out for you, and he smiled just thinking about how you would look once that door opened up again.

He figured now was a better time than ever to get himself ready, loosening his tie and pulling off his jacket, tossing them both onto the chair next to the bed.

Tonight he wanted everything to be absolutely perfect, and it was all for you.

He got himself undressed, the rest of his clothes going onto the chair as he walked slowly over to the bathroom door, knocking on it gently a few times,

“Take all the time you need pretty girl. We’ve got all weekend here.”

“Just another minute!” You called back out to him.

He smiled and walked over to the record player, flipping through the small collection of vinyls that were nearby, deciding on one that seemed dark but still romantic. Perfect for the kind of night he wanted to have with you.

Once the record started he walked back over to the other side of the bed, reaching for the bottle of wine and uncorking it, grabbing the two glasses in his other hand but stopping in his tracks once he heard the bathroom door open once more.

There you stood in a gorgeous blood red nightgown. It was silk, and the way the fabric shined in the candlelight showed off your body in all the perfect ways. All Eddie could do was stand there and stare.

“See something you like handsome?” You said with a giggle.

“You know i do. Come here.” He set the bottle and glasses back onto the nightstand and held his arms out for you, holding you by the waist and looking at you up and down before taking one of your hands into his and twirling you,

“God, you’re beautiful.”

“Oh shush, now you’re just being sweet.”

“I’m always gonna be sweet to the woman i love.” He leaned down and gave you a sweet kiss as he held you close, your arms going around his neck as he started to slowly sway to the music.

He rested his forehead onto yours as you moved your bodies to the record.

You held each other close and really took in this moment.

It was so romantic and intimate, and you were happy to be able to spend such an amazing night with the man you loved and adored, and with all the effort he had been putting into tonight really showed you how much he loved and adored you too.

He held your hands softly in his and slowly guided you towards the bed, keeping his eyes on yours the entire time.

His eyes to you seemed different than normal. They were still gorgeous to look so deeply into, their warmth always guiding you to them, but this time they seemed clouded over with not just lust but love.

As Eddie sat on the bed next to you he reached over and grabbed the bottle of wine from the nightstand,

“Should we?”

“Only if you’re up for it,” You said with a smile, “just promise me you won’t get like you did on New Years, Mr. ‘I can drink this whole bottle of champagne all by myself’.”

He laughed as he popped open the bottle, reaching over and pouring it into the two glasses, handing you one before pouring one for himself,

“You know i wouldn’t do that on a night like tonight. New Years was different, you’re supposed to act like a drunk idiot,” He set the bottle back onto the nightstand before moving himself back over to you, holding his glass out for you to clink it with yours, which you did gladly before each taking a sip, “tonight isn’t about that. It’s about you, and me, and our love for each other.”

You smiled and reached your hand out, gently holding his cheek as you guided him closer to you to softly kiss him,

“And i love you very much Eddie Munson.”

“I love you (y/n), and i want to be able to show you that i do.”

You smiled with one another for a moment, really taking in your surroundings and yet it still wasn’t fully hitting you how desperate Eddie was making himself for you.

He had only dreamed of a moment like this, a gorgeous hotel room with the love of his life who was dressed up in the sexy nightgown that he had picked out just for her only to rip it off later in the night. He so badly wanted to make love to you it was hurting but he promised you and he promised himself that tonight was different. You could have sex any time you wanted but Eddie wanted to make sweet romantic love to you like he never had before and he’d be damned if he let himself ruin that.

He watched your lips as they moved to the rim of the wine glass in your hand, taking one more sip and carefully sticking your tongue out to clean up the deep red stains that were beginning on your lips. You giggled seeing his stare,

“What are you looking at?”

Eddie slowly took the glass from your hand and carefully set them both down onto the nightstand,

“Lay with me?”

You smiled and nodded, moving yourself onto the bed and fixing up your nightgown as Eddie laid himself behind you, his body pressed up against yours as his arms went around you to keep you held tightly to him as he moved a few strands of hair away from your neck.

His breath tickled as he slowly kissed your neck, taking one of your hands into his as his lips trailed down. You giggled as he held your hand, feeling his lips make their way over your shoulder and down your arm before placing one last kiss onto the back of your hand, slowly bringing it up to his face and holding it against his cheek,

“God, i love you so much…”

You smiled and laid back on the bed, your head resting against the soft pillows as Eddie moved himself next to you, holding himself up with one arm against the bed as his other arm held your cheek.

You looked at one another for a moment, just taking in the scene that surrounded you.

The beautiful room, the pretty music playing in the background, the soft bedsheets beneath your bodies as you lay with one another. There had been romantic nights at home, Eddie always had a plan for when he wanted to turn up the romance but this was something entirely different. He had spent so much time and effort into planning and just the thought of it brought tears to your eyes.

Eddie saw a tear slip down your cheek and gently wiped it away with his thumb,

“Angel, what’s wrong?”

You sniffled and curled your lips into a smile, looking up into his eyes and placing your hand over his as it rested on your cheek,

“I love you. I know i’ve said it a million other times tonight and i figure it’s not going to be that last time i say it tonight either, but this took so much effort into planning and i can’t imagine how hard it was for you to not tell me about this.”

A quiet laugh escaped his lips,

“With how awful i am at keeping secrets, i’m surprised i didn’t tell you sooner.”

You smiled with him and reached your hand up to wipe away another stray tear, feeling his lips gently press to your forehead as he held you into him, feeling his warmth start to envelop you as his arms were wrapped around you,

“We deserved this. You deserved this (y/n).”

Your arms wrapped around his waist and you laid there for a moment in each other’s arms.

It was perfect, everything was perfect.

His hands slowly caressed your body, moving over your arms and the curve of your waist, making sure he was able to touch every inch of you that he could reach before pulling you tightly against him once more, smiling before moving his hand up into your hair and pulling you into a kiss.

His lips stayed on yours and you squeaked in surprise as his strong arms quickly pulled you on top of him, his hands moving your legs to straddle him and placing them on the back of your thighs, his thumbs stroking the soft flesh. You placed your hands onto his chest and slowly pulled away, smiling down at him as you cupped his cheek.

Your attention was pulled away from him as you heard the music stop from the record player,

“Do you want me to put another one on?”

“Nope.” Eddie carefully sat up and moved you off of his lap, getting up off the bed and giving you one last kiss as you kneeled at the edge, “You’re not doing a damn thing tonight sweetheart. I love you, and I want to be able to take care of absolutely everything.”

You smiled and watched as he flipped through the little collection of records once more, picking out another and replacing the records on the player. It was another collection of dark, romantic, melodic songs and he slowly made his way back over to you on the bed.

He leaned down and gave you a quick kiss, moving his fingers down to play with the hem of the skimpy nightgown, slowly lifting it up over your figure.

“This looks gorgeous on you pretty girl, but i think it’ll look even better on the floor,” You giggled as he helped pull the nightgown over your head, dropping it onto the floor as his hands caressed your body once more, “and i think you look much better with nothing on at all…”

He could see the blush on your cheeks and smiled, knowing how flustered you got whenever he felt the need to worship your naked body before him. It was something he adored doing to you, showing you just how beautiful he thought every bit of you was, kissing his way all along your skin and on each and every one of your ‘imperfections’.

Every scar, every stretch mark, every blemish and freckle that made you insecure was completely forgotten about the moment his lips grazed over them.

His hands carefully held your hips as he sat himself on the edge of the bed before you, fully taking in the sight before him. Though you were wearing the cutest little black lace panties, all he wanted was to see them torn in half, but he was being a gentleman tonight.

Sweet and gentle kisses were placed all over your skin, making you giggle each time they found a new spot to explore. Your hips, your stomach, your shoulders, your thighs, not a single place was left untouched. He wanted you to memorize the feeling of his soft lips pressed to your body.

Your hands found their way into his hair, carefully brushing it back from his face to watch the way his eyes slowly shut each time he kissed you. Your fingertips were massaging his scalp, earning a few long and relaxed groans from him. He loved it when you played with his hair.

There was nothing that could ruin tonight.

Eddie slowly trailed his way back up, his lips moving slowly up your shoulder and across your collarbone. Once they found their way to your neck there was no stopping him.

You gently tilted your head back to give him more room, his hair tickling over your chest as he placed sweet and gentle kisses everywhere his lips could reach.

Eddie couldn’t help himself.

His hands moved their way under your ass, quickly pulling you up further onto the bed as he climbed on top of you, spreading your legs apart for him to rest between them. He gently guided your thigh upwards, hooking your leg around his waist as he laid against you, and with one smooth motion he was grinding into you. Just the feeling of having him so close to you made your head tilt back in ecstasy, a soft moan escaping your lips as he found the sweet spot on your collar bone once more.

His hands slowly moved upwards on your body, trailing up your arms and interlocking his fingers with yours as he held your hands above your head. Not restraining, not forcing, just holding them so lovingly in his as he continued grinding into you. All he wanted was to hear those sweet moans leaving your lips for as long as he could.

“Baby, i know that we wanted tonight to be nice and slow, but you make it so fucking hard…” Eddie groaned into your ear between kisses, “I love you. I want you. I need you…”

His grasp lightened on your wrists and you watched as he stood at the end of the bed, carefully placing his fingers into the waistband of his boxers, waiting until you had a good view of him before pulling them down his thighs.

He stepped out of them as they landed at the floor and grabbed your ankles, quickly pulling you all the way towards him, your legs hanging off the end of the bed as he leaned himself over you. He smiled down at his work, seeing the glow of lust masking your entire body beneath him, your chest heaving, just waiting for him to make his next move. He gently hooked his fingers into the little elastic sides of your thong and pulled it slowly down your legs, moving your ankles up onto the edge of the bed to leave you fully exposed for him.

“Aww, pretty girl, you’re not nearly as wet as you usually are when we’re being dirty.” He chuckles to himself and knelt down at the end of the bed, gently grasping your thighs and placing them onto his shoulders, “Don’t worry baby, i’ll get you nice and wet for me…”

Your head tilted back, a stuttering moan escaping your lips as his tongue licked a long, slow, wet stripe through your folds. It was agonizing how slow this euphoria was, and Eddie knew that too. By now he’d be completely lost in himself, licking and sucking on your clit like a man starved, but he wanted to savor every little bit of you that he could. Your love, your taste, those sweet little moans that you couldn’t help but mewl out every time you felt his lips go back in for more.

It was like he was trying to make this the most painful moment you’ve ever had to endure, but you never wanted it to stop.

His own moans weren’t helping, vibrating a chill that you could feel from the tips of your toes to the very top of your scalp.

Your toes curled the moment you felt his fingers start to tease you. He slowly inserted the tips of his middle and ring fingers, his other hand slowly caressing your thigh as he looked up to you,

“Watch me pretty girl…” He placed a few kisses along your inner thighs as he looked up to you, watching the way your face contorted each time he went back in for more.

You did your best to watch as he devoured you, his deep brown eyes looking up at you with nothing but love and adoration. You could barely keep your eyes open, the pleasure he was bringing you ran chills all through your veins, and though he wanted this to be all about you the only thing you could focus on was him.

His soft curls tickling over your thighs, your fingers delicately massaging his scalp only made him want to hold this out for as long as he could. The adorable way the yellow light shone off of his eyes, making them shift from their normal deep brown to an almost golden hue. Each time he opened his eyes to look up at you, you could’ve sworn you saw them sparkle. His calloused hands being so gentle with you, caressing your body in all the perfect ways, his rough hands were such a perfect contrast to your soft skin.

With one last deep shaky breath, you jerked your head up to look down to him,

“Stop!” You shouted out.

Without hesitation, his lips were lifted away from your core, and he looked up to you with worry, thinking he had done something wrong,

“What? Is everything ok baby? Did i do something?”

You smiled down to him and moved your hand to hold his cheek, giggling at the sheen of your wetness still over his lips,

“No baby, i promise, you didn’t do anything wrong,” You lowered your body down to him, planting a soft kiss to his lips, you could taste yourself as you licked over your lips, “i’m ready…”

He slowly smiled up to you, giving you another quick kiss before leaning over into one of the bags that had been brought up, long forgotten in the corner with the others. You knew exactly what he was reaching for, but like Eddie said, tonight had to be different.

“Wait…” You reached out and grabbed his wrist, grabbing his attention once more and slightly pulling him back into you, “i want to try it without one…”

He moved himself to kneel at the edge of the bed, tenderly holding your hands in his as he looked up into your eyes,

“You’re sure that’s what you want (y/n)? You’re not doing it because i want to, right?”

“Eddie, i love you.” You let go of one of his hands and gently held his cheek, “I want this. I know that we’ve talked about it a lot, and we’ve both been a little iffy about it, but i’m alright if we don’t use a condom this time. Besides, we’ve taken lots of precautions in the past! I’m sure if we make sure to be a little extra careful, everything will be fine. I’m alright with not using one tonight, but the final decision is all yours.”

He thought it over for a moment.

Sure, you’d talked plenty of times about not using condoms in the past, but it was just a fantasy you had talked over. He was terrified of something going wrong and causing something to shift in your relationship if the proper precautions weren’t in place, but actually being given the option is a lot different than just talking it over. He was scared. He wanted to, but he couldn’t help the little voice in the back of his head telling him that if something went wrong it would be his fault. But you were right.

Each and every time you slept together there had been close to a million precautions in place. You used condoms, if you weren’t certain about the outcome you took tests, you were on your own form of birth control, and you always made sure that if something did happen you were prepared for it.

He knew he wasn’t ready for a child, and neither were you, but he knew you would be safe.

He looked back up to you, his heart beating faster than he had ever felt it before, and took a deep breath,

“I promise i’ll be careful…”

You smiled softly to one another as he began to crawl over you, your legs moving to either side of his waist as his elbows were at either side of your head.

You laid there for a moment with one another, admiring the way your bodies felt so natural being tangled together. He reached his hand down and guided himself closer to your entrance, stopping just before he pushed in, looking up into your eyes just one last time,

“You’re sure this is what you want?”

You nodded and wrapped your arms around his shoulders,

“I’m sure Eddie… i’m sure.”

You felt the familiar pressure between your legs, the quick burn that came with the first push soon washed away as he moved slowly, further and further into you.

You let out a long shaky breath as you felt him slide through you and you could hear the strained moans leaving his lips. He wanted to just pound into you, you just knew it, but he was being so patient and so gentle. This wasn’t what you were used to from Eddie, but you were starting to love it.

He lay still for a moment, feeling the way your body was wrapped around his in every way possible. Your arms were wrapped around his shoulders, your legs were wrapped around his waist, and your tight pussy wrapping around his cock so perfectly he didn’t know if he wanted to start thrusting or just enjoy the moment.

It was only when he heard you whisper so quietly into his ear that he had forgotten his surroundings. The bed and breakfast, the dark themed bedroom, the silk sheets beneath your bodies.

“Eddie…” His name melted off of your tongue like the sweetest candy you’ve ever tasted. Nothing could compare to this moment.

He rolled his hips back and gently pushed back in, starting at a slow and steady pace for the two of you to get your bodies adjusted. His head dipped into the crook of your neck and you could feel his warm breath against your skin, his lips peppering gentle kisses all along your collarbone as he felt your body start to move with his.

By this point you both would’ve already lost yourselves in pleasure, covering each others bodies in hickeys and bruises, your ankles would be at Eddie’s shoulders as he pounded into you. But there was something about this type of sex that really made you two feel closer. Connected.

Eddie had made love to you in the past, but never like this. It made you want him so much more than you already did.

“(y/n)…” Eddie groaned out, you smiled yo yourself just hearing how hard he was holding back from whimpering your name, “Please… can i go faster?…” He lifted himself up, his hands on either side of your head as he looked down into your eyes, pleading for you to let him take full control like he was so used to.

His hair was already a mess, you could see the gentle shine on his forehead from the few drops of sweat starting to roll down his temples, his cheeks were bright red. Poor baby had been holding himself back for so long. All for you.

Your arms draped around his neck and you nodded up to him before whispering out,

“Yes Eddie, please… faster…”

Without even a second warning, the sheets were gripped in his hands as he picked up his pace, the only sounds in the room were a combination of your moans and the sound of your thighs slapping against one another’s. The record that had been playing was long stopped, forgotten about as you couldn’t focus on anything else in that room except for each other.

You could feel the slow buildup of heat in your core, a familiar sensation that let you know you were getting closer and closer to your release. You prayed that Eddie wouldn’t hold it out any longer.

“Close…” You whined, “so close…”

You didn’t need to say another word before Eddie moved himself above you, grabbing your legs and holding them steady at your sides, his hands cupping the backs of your knees to keep you spread wide open for him. He knew exactly what to do to you. He had your body memorized like the back of his hand.

Your head was tilted all the way back, your eyes clenched shut and your body had been covered by a layer of sweat. All you could feel was the rush of pure adrenaline through your veins, the heat in your core was burning, and Eddie smiled down at you as he felt your walls start to clench around him,

“Gonna cum baby?” He asked you with a smirk on his lips, his hips never stopping their rhythm.

You couldn’t even both with a response, both you and him could tell that it was only a matter of seconds.

“Come on pretty girl, cum for me… I know you want to baby, don’t hold back…”

His voice was able to guide you through it, and with one final deep thrust your back arched and your toes curled as you let out a moan that you didn’t think you were ever capable of. Eddie would’ve called it ‘pornographic’.

He smiled as he looked down between your bodies and saw the little patch of wetness beneath you on the bed, and he smiled even bigger knowing it was his doing. He didn’t stop his rhythm, and he knew that his climax was coming soon after yours,

“Baby… I’m getting close…” He tilted his head back and groaned, his thrusts started to get sloppy, losing his pace, “where do you want it?”

“Whenever you want Eddie, just be careful.” You said with a smile as his head went back down, watching himself as he slowly pulled out, your legs being gently placed at his sides.

One of his hands went directly to your thigh, gripping the soft flesh as his other hand moved to his cock, pumping fast to get himself to that final peak.

It only took a few moments before you felt his hand nearly clawing into your skin, his tired eyes opening and watching as his hips jerked, long ropes of his cum painting your stomach as his hand slowly came to a halt.

He nearly collapsed on the bed next to you, his chest heaving, face red, hair a mess with his bangs stuck to the sweat rolling down his forehead. He looked like a god.

His head turned slightly, his eyes slowly opening once more, and you could see the exhaustion in them,

“Good?” He asked you between each breath, a worried look in his eye. Though he had gone to near insane lengths to make tonight so romantic and special, he still thought it wasn’t good enough for you.

You groaned as you adjusted yourself on the bed, doing your best not to spread your mess any further on the sheets,

“It was great Eddie.” You slowly caught your breath as you lay with one another.

As much as you loved to snuggle afterwards, when the sex was filthy you needed to get cleaned up first, “But do you think we can get up as soon as we’re feeling alright?” You looked down at your body. Sticky, sweaty, your stomach still frosted with his cum, “I feel dirty…”

Eddie chuckled and reached his hand over to your head, tilting it closer towards him and pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead,

“My dirty girl…”

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