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harunovella · 10 months

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feel my unconditional love ; t.u.

synopsis: being the fourth wife of tengen uzui must have been the world punishing you for being unmarried at the ripe age of 18; the last in your family to move on... or so you thought.

cw: alternate universe, fourth wife!reader, self isolation, arranged marriage, mentions of violence, near death experience, tengen is just such a good man and husband, reader just needs a big hug, angst, running away, slight slow burn, training, loss of virginity, oral, first time, love confessions, plot twist, happy ending, ambiguous ending, not beta read

wc: 9.4k+

an: my first ever tengen fic! I love this man so very much and it's a shame he's hardly written... a lil side note, the reader goes through mild depression but it isn't stated as such, she just isn't happy with the predicament she's in and is sort of on a self destructive path (self isolation/not eating out of sadness) but I promise there's a happy ending! if it's not your sort of thing, you are more than welcome to ignore the story...

p.s. this is only reader x tengen, the wives are only mentioned throughout the story and have minor interactions with the reader (sorry, not sorry, I want tengen all to myself)

The sound of rain pouring down from the evening showers and colliding with the veranda echoed in your head. You sat with your knees pulled in, gazing out into the dark of the night as the thunderstorm roared. Lightening flashed momentarily before the explosive rumble followed. It wasn't wise to be sitting so close to the rain as the gusts of wind caused the droplets to lightly sprinkle at you and the interior of your room... however, you didn't seem to care. The state of mind you were in wasn't a lovely one.

It had been less than 24 hours since you became the fourth wife to the retired Hashira, Uzui Tengen. The sound of Mrs. Uzui from outside your room was unsettling and foreign to you whenever someone wanted to speak to you—whether to give you food or check up on you. After all, the second you became a wife, you practically locked yourself away from the rest of the world after, digging yourself deeper into the sorrow you felt.

You were the youngest and last daughter in your clan who needed to be wedded off. In a family of five sisters, it was expected for you all to be raised into proper housewives. A life you despised. You never wanted this, any of this. You had avoided it for so long. All your sisters married fairly young, between the ages of 15 and 16... you, however, were 18 and managed to add some time. Solely because you were the youngest and everyone was so busy they had nearly forgotten about you... but that didn't last long.

The moment your clan came to the realization that you were now 18, still unwed and doing nothing, they were quick on their feet. You weren't present for most of the decision making, only aware that a certain clan owed yours and this was the perfect way to clear up the debt. The details were never given to you, why it was that something was owed, but you were told the man you'd marry not only was practically one of the last of his clan, but also already wedded to three other wives.

That left a bad taste in your mouth.

How could your family allow this? Tossing you two a man with that many wives? Surely they must've cared some for you.. right?

Apparently, they did not.

You were unhappy as it was, but to be a fourth wife to someone? You've heard plenty horror stories of women in marriages such as those. Being used as nothing more than a tool to expand clans, long forgotten once they no longer could produce. Others dying and being disposed of during child labor (or while carrying a child). It terrified you, to say the least. Was that what you were going to end up as? Such a young woman with a who life to live... only for it to be taken from you just because you were seen as a breeding machine?

You cried for days before the wedding. You cried the day of. And you cried right after when you locked yourself up.

Now? You were exhausted. Your eyes heavy, your body aching to rest, but you just couldn't... no matter what. Even though the ceremony was less than a day ago, you couldn't quite remember the last time you properly slept. You got no more than three to four hours of sleep. You barely ate, too. How were you still functioning?

Days would come and go, and you'd be the same. Hidden from the others, not showing yourself during meals or, really, anything. The maids would come knocking but you'd never answer. Food was always left outside your door and it was almost always halfway full. You tried to eat, but everything was tasteless to you. The spiral you had found yourself falling into was deadly... even the other wives would try to speak to you, mentioning how worried they were.

You didn't even know their names.

Or did you? Maybe it was mentioned at one point. Who knows, you've been on autopilot for a while now. Information goes into one ear and out the other. What have you become?

"I'm worried for her..." Hinatsuru sighed as she sat besides Suma and Makio. "She hasn't come out of there and it's been two weeks..."

"She's hardly touched her meals, I can see the portions get smaller but the plates are never empty," Makio added.

"Yeah, and ever time I ask her if she'd like to join me whenever I go to the hot springs, she never answers!" Suma frowned as Makio shot her a glare.

"Why the hell would she want to do that if she's been avoiding all of us?!" The black and yellow haired woman growled as Suma's frown deepened.

"I don't blame her," Tengen sighed as he was sat before them in their garden. "She was forced into something she didn't want. She's the youngest of her clan, people's mindsets change. Generations move away from the old ways. And I'm sure the idea of me having three wives already left a bad taste in her mouth. She wasn't raised in an environment like ours."

Eyeing the white haired man, Hinatsuru settled her hands on her knees, "maybe you should try and talk to her... I feel bad for the poor girl. She hardly knows anything about us and who knows what her clan has fed her. She's scared and I don't think she'd be willing to ever come out if we don't try... Especially you, Lord Tengen."

You were trying your best to eat a little more than you had the day before, no matter how much your body was refusing, even if it screamed for it just as badly. The sound a knock made you flinch slightly before you settled the warm bowl down beside you, muttering a small who is it? as you sat on the tatami matting.

"It's me," though you didn't hear much of him, you knew who it was. There wasn't much male voices around anyway. "May I come in?"

Considering it, seeing as you haven't really seen or spoken to someone in quite some time—losing track—you gulped. "Okay..." you mumbled, fiddling with the sleeves of your kimono.

Sliding the door open, unsure what to expect, Tengen peeked in and spotted your small frame in the corner of the room, tray of picked at food beside you as your gaze went out beyond the veranda. You were alive, obviously so, and you weren't... destructive. The room looked as if it was hardly even lived in, but by the looks of it, you managed to at least keep up with yourself. At least, for your hygiene. As much as you avoided everyone, he was told that you would leave the room rather late at night to bathe and clean up before going back to locking yourself in. However... you weren't eating much and it was a major concern. You did eat some, you managed to get food in your belly, but you never properly finished your meals.

Feeling his lingering presence, you turned your head to face the towering man who was still at the threshold. There was clear concern on his face, the way he had eyed his surroundings with a faint furrow of his eyebrows... Then, he looked at you, and you were sure he noticed the dark circles and the subtle redness in your eyes from your lack of sleep and tears. You had gotten a little better within the time that has progressed, seeing as you were at least never truly bothered or forced to do anything... but you still struggled and you were still scared.

"You know, you are more than welcome to treat this home as your own. It is, after all, yours as much as it is mine," Tengen spoke up, eyeing you, but you stayed silent and looked away. He watched as you pulled your knees in and gazed out at the stars. It was a clear night this time around. Looking down at your tray, seeing you ate a bit more than usual, Tengen took in a quiet, deep breath. "We are all here for you if you need anything..." At that, he left. Not a word uttered from you nor a look back.

This was going to be much more difficult than he had thought.

You were going to run away. That's what you decided when you nearly struck a month of being a married woman living in her own isolation. You were tired of being locked away out of fear and all that you filled your head with. You wanted to live your dream of traveling the world and being a free woman, no longer shackled to her family and the old ways of life.

You were eating more, slept a bit more, maybe it was because you had been scheming to sneak away and disappear for good. Maybe you were excited. Maybe you've completely lost your mind. Whatever it was, it gave you enough courage to do what you were doing now. Since no one really forced their way into your space, leaving you be, no one was aware of what you had in mind. You also weren't aware either, as the world was so vast and you knew so little. But you wanted to do it. You wanted to run, to run so far, to see it all. To see what other lands were like. To feel the wind, to watch the ocean roll onto the shore. Everything and more. A life for yourself that you deserved.

After all, what more could a young woman want? It wasn't like you thought of the consequences of such actions. You were begging to live in a vivid dream, away from the nightmare your parents brought you into.

It wasn't hard to leave the premises of the Uzui estate. You managed to slip out late at night, later than when you'd bathe. You wore something more suitable than what you normally wore, clothing to allow for more movement. A small bag was slung over your shoulder and onto your back as you made your way out and nearly sprinted on ahead. You were foolish, that was given, but you wouldn't admit that. It would bite you on the ass for being so brainless... but that wasn't of your concern.

At least, not yet.

All you thought about was the cold, night air patting your exposed skin. How strands of your hair that flew from its braid tickled at your cheeks. The way you felt the grass crunch beneath your feet as the moonlight guided your path. You held a compass in one hand, deciding to go North West, in hopes to run into something along the way.

As your feet pulled you along, you kept your guard up. Sure, traveling alone at night never was wise, but you weren't about to walk out of the residence in broad daylight for everyone to see. This was a huge risk you were willing to take, and, again... you were foolish. You were well aware of demons, aware that your husband was once a destroyer of their kind, so of course you believed yourself to be fine. Wasn't like you'd get caught up in a mess, right? What were the odds, anyway?

The trio decided to leave you your dinner again, all three wives deciding to make the effort into visiting your room more often than not to at least know you were alright and alive in there. None of them blamed you for how you felt... even if a month had passed. Hinatsuru was always the one to knock first and announce the delivery of your food, while Makio listed what was available on the tray, followed by Suma offering (once again) to go to the springs together. It almost became a daily routine for them, seeing as you were now one of them, they wanted nothing more but to help you feel at home. Or, at least, try to. If you'd let them...

On the night of your "escape" from the estate, Tengen felt the odd desire to check on you. It was something he did often, once a day at least—and, if not—every other day. He stood from his seat amongst his wives suddenly, excusing himself without an explanation as he aimed for your room within the Uzui grounds. There was a sense of urgency, and his gut instincts never failed him.

Tapping his knuckles on your shoji, Tengen called your name. As the seconds pass, and he'd call your name repetitively, his tone became one of urgency. Slight panic began to build within his chest, his eyebrows furrowed as you didn't answer. No matter what, you always responded to his knocks.

Sliding the partition open, Tengen searched the area before stepping in. Nothing was out of place, everything was as they were each and every time he'd visit. Taking a few steps towards the veranda and peeking out, there was no sight of you.

Sucking in a sharp breath as he felt his heart race, Tengen searched every inch of his home, places you'd usually be at this hour of night. Yet, you were nowhere to be found.

Taking in sharp breaths as he clenched and unclenched his fist, he eagerly returned to his wives, words slipping off his tongue faster than he could process them, "she's run away."

"What?!" The three grasped in unison.

"Where could she be?!" Suma shrieked.

"It's not safe out there, especially at this hour!" Makio added.

Frowning in worry, Hinatsuru placed a hand on the man's arm, giving it a small squeeze of urgency, "you must find her... she could be in danger right now for all we know."

You weren't bright. That was a given. You were still a teenager, though considered an adult, you just barely lived two decades of your life. Of course things would go bad for you, of course the universe wasn't kind to those who failed to use logic and took advantage. Now in a state of fear, you felt guilty. You should've stayed, right? It wasn't like you were being forced to do anything, all of those horror stories weren't true. At least, not for you. Tengen never forced you to procreate with him, his wives were constantly reaching out to you, everyone was so kind... yet here you are, running for your life because you chose to run away. A foolish child you were. If you died right now, it would be your fault. No one else to blame.

Tears slid down your cheeks as you tried everything in your power to escape, to survive. What made you think this was a wise idea to run away, especially so late at night? You had no set of skills to protect yourself. You were raised to be a housewife, not wield a sword! You had no survival skills, only basic instincts. Of course you knew you had to do something to get away, yet all you could think about was to run and to hide.

And running and hiding could only get you so far.

You found yourself in the grip of a grotesque demon, ready to sink its sharp teeth into your flesh and rip you into pieces. To make you it's dinner. You were going to become another victim, another soul lost to the damned. You sobbed and begged for help as the multi-armed being gripped and felt nearly every inch of you, it's nasty slobbering echoing in your ears as it barred it's fangs. You shoved and kicked, thrashed and begged for a way out. Using your own teeth to bite down, it granted you a few moments of escape, reaching out for a sharp piece of metal scrap on the ground, stabbing it into the creatures eye.

The shriek it released made you cover your ears and hiss in pain. Loud ringing bounced within your head as you tried to get back up on your feet to escape, but it was too quick. It latched onto your ankle and tugged you back as you kicked and shoved at it. It pressed its weight against you, nearly suffocating you as it trapped you beneath it, sinking its razor sharp teeth into your neck as a gruesome scream left your mouth.

Kicking and slapping, trying to shove the demon off of you as your blood began to gush down your neck and pool beneath you, your vision began to blur. Your screams grew faint as your body fell weak. The moon was bright above you, no cloud to block it from your sight. It almost felt as if it were mocking you, reminding you of what you left behind; a home, a husband who wasn't trying to take advantage of you, and people who tried to reach out.

Why were you so inconsiderate? Why must you be so selfish? Look where you ended up! Bleeding to death by the teeth of a demon, ready to devour you and no one would know. No one would figure out what had happened and the demon would live to see another night. Another victim. Another soul taken.

You closed your eyes for a moment, begging, pleading to the universe, for one last chance. For freedom, freedom away from the hands of death.

You apologized for everything, for your selfishness, for being ungrateful. You quietly begged and begged and begged for a second chance. For a way out of this, even if it was just to apologize to Tengen and his wives, to thank them for their hospitality even if you kept yourself rudely locked away for so long.

Just one more chance. Just one more time to do things right. To live my life.

Opening your watery eyes once more, the sound of chains and the sight of the demons head being sliced right off of its neck came into view. Your heavy eyes blinked a few times, wondering if you imagined it. Before you could process it, you were lifted off the ground, away from the demon that turned into nothing but dust. The distant sound of your name being called had you weakly searching for its source as you slipped in and out of consciousness. The sight of Tengen's face, mouth uttering words, was all you saw before your world turned black.

The sound of nature was all you could process. Birds chirping as the wind rustled through tree leaves, hummed in the distance. Your body felt heavy, your eyes barely able to flutter open. This must be the afterlife. You must've died. As far as you could remember, you were bleeding to death at the hands of a demon.

Forcing your eyes open as you took in deep breaths, you felt blinded by the brightness, lifting a weak arm to cover the glare. Your eyes began to adjust as you blinked a few times before lowering you arm. Everything slowly came into view. A familiar ceiling sat above you before three recognizable faces peeked at you.

I'm alive?

A collective sigh was heard, relief washing over the faces of the women studying you before two of them stood up and rushed away. One stayed behind. Your vision was blurry, but you could make out who it was.

"Oh, we were so worried..." Hinatsuru said in a breathy tone as she placed a hand on her chest. "Especially Lord Tengen..."

Before you could even try to respond, the sound of the shoji sliding open and rapid footsteps caused you to turn your head. A large figure knelt beside you, uttering for the women around you to give him a moment alone with you. Your vision was still quite off, but the more you blinked, the more clear it became for you.

It was Tengen, the women that were once around you were clearly his other wives... and you were back in his home. Your home. Alive and bandaged up. How did you survive? You were sure you were going to die from blood loss if the demon didn't get to you. Slowly sitting up with a wince as Tengen carefully watched you, scooting closer as he kept an eye on your figure, you held your kimono closed as you gently touched your once wounded neck.

"Why did you run?" Was the first question he asked, even if he knew the answer.

"I didn't want to be a wife," you spoke, voice hoarse. "Never wanted to be another number... I wanted freedom for so long... I just wanted to feel alive..." You confessed as tears pricked your eyes, trickling down your cheeks slowly as you kept your gaze low.

Gently, Tengen's hand cupped your cheek as his thumb wiped away your tears. A gesture so innocent, making your heart flutter within your chest. Something you probably would've flinched away from, if it wasn't for this man seemed to have genuinely cared for you. "I'm sorry for what you've been put through."

Shaking your head, you muttered, "it's not your fault. It never was. You've been so kind to me... and so have your wives... I was selfish to run away and not appreciate what I had. Though it was a life I didn't want... it was better than being held in a marriage with someone who could care less if I died the next day..." Sighing, you turned your head to look at him. "I didn't want to just be a wife... I've never wanted that life."

A small smile grew on Tengen's lips, the sweetest you had ever seen on any man. His hand reached up to caress your hair, gently stroking your loose locks before falling back and settling on your cheek. "I will come up with a plan."

"What?" You gasped, caught off guard as you stared at him and his maroon eyes.

"I would never force you into something you don't want... but you are still my wife," he said as you blinked. "As my wife, I want you to be happy. Even if that means being away from me—"

"Lord—"

"Allow me to get to know you better and help you find your peace."

Gazing at him, you gave him a small nod. Little did you know the man you'd marry, would be one of the very few people you'd trust with your life.

You started a new routine with Tengen as the weeks passed since your encounter with that demon. Your husband would visit you daily, joining you on the veranda as you shared small talk, truly getting to know one another. It was nice, to say the least, and the man you married was very intriguing. He practically gave you his life story, you learned so much about him; his clan, and his time as a Hashira. He was impressive. Skilled, intelligent, and beyond kind. You couldn't help but admire him for the achievements he's made in his life—for a man only in his 20s.

On the other hand, you were still quite reserved. You broke out of your shell, little by little. As the two of you went on walks together around the estate, relaxing in the garden, you found yourself slowly opening up to him. With his wives, you were still quite timid, but you tried your best to be kind and acknowledge their sweet hello's and respectful bows—something they very much appreciated.

On one of your shared moments with Tengen, an evening after dinner you had with him, alone on your veranda, you told him how you'd love to travel the world. Tengen had never seen you look so hopeful, a dreamy expression written across your face. He couldn't deny you of your dream, instead, telling you he'd help you figure things out. No matter what it took.

A little over a month had passed and you were a different person. You smiled more and showed your face more often than not. Although still a bit antisocial and enjoying your alone time, you'd be lying if you said you didn't enjoy Tengen's company. Actually, you very much appreciated it. You liked having him around, so close to you. Someone you considered a dear friend, even if he was your husband. He was starting to take place in your heart, and the idea of you eventually making your way out in the world was a tad bit dreadful. Even if you knew he'd always welcome you home with open arms.

You were growing attached.

One day as you were sitting in the garden, piecing together a flower crown of sorts, Tengen offered you his golden plan: join you on your journey of freedom until you were ready to set off on your own. Whether it was a week or a month, he'd partake and make sure you could handle it. At first you were hesitant, not wanting to take him away from his other wives, but he insisted he'd do so (especially since he, too, was growing attached). He didn't want you discovering the world without any sort of self defense, either. Especially with demons lurking in the shadows.

After much thought, you agreed with subtle excitement. The two of you planned out your upcoming travels and how he'd train you. Even with a missing hand, Tengen was still a flawless fighter. He truly was impressive—you would soon learn as your self defense training was going to be a big part of your days to come.

"I will return in a few weeks," Tengen announced to his wives as he said his goodbyes. Hinatsuru always was the calmest, but Suma always took it the hardest—which lead Makio to scold her. It was nothing new to Tengen, but for you, it was quite the eye opener.

Before you were ready to begin your journey ahead, the three women handed you little parting gifts. They gave you tight, warm hugs, and words of encouragement. They begged for you to visit often and to not stay too far for long. You thanked them for their warm hearts and hospitality, forever grateful for their kindness.

Though this new chapter of your life may be terrifying, you were looking forward to starting it with Tengen by your side.

You were skilled. Beyond skilled. Tengen didn't expect you to be so... easy to train. It was as if it were in your bloodline to be so graceful. The moment he allowed you to practice with weapons, seeing how you were a natural, Tengen made a mental note—one he'd eventually use to recall information that your clan was in fact once fighters. One of the reasons why you were married off to the Uzui.

On one of your nights out before a fire, Tengen had informed you of what he knew about your clan's past. It caught you off guard, amazed it was in your bloodline even if it was practically a dead practice for your own family.... It was starting to make sense. When Tengen started explaining breathing techniques, and the many that existed—including his own that he had been teaching you—he wondered what your clan's once was.

Nights continued to pass, you stayed in various inns in separate rooms, and sometimes you stayed outside. When it came to outside, you usually rested against a tree as Tengen kept watch, but as time passed, you grew more comfortable with leaning against him—same went for the inns. You slept on separate futons, but within the same room. Tengen easily caught on to how you grew more confident in your relationship with him; standing and walking closer to him, becoming affectionate with simple touches and grazes of your hand. It made him happy—happier.

Especially when he started to realize how much he had been falling for you... Which made him wonder, were you starting to feel the same?

He tested the waters one day on your shared journey, surprising you with a small gift. You weren't sure how or when he had done it, but when he handed you a small box with a necklace in it, you were in awe... but what had you blushing was the fact that the jewel at the center was one of his very own that he once had attached to his headband during his Hashira days.

You denied it at first, saying he couldn't give it to you, but Tengen insisted he wanted you to carry a piece of him with you. He so kindly placed the necklace on you, his fingertips grazing your skin as you shivered, body growing hot. A subtle silence grew between the two of you when you turned around to show him it, and the look on his face made you flustered. Sure, Tengen was an attractive man, but after all this time of getting so close to him and becoming so attached... it was hard not to feel a change in the air that you two shared.

Ever since then, things haven't been the same. Not for the worst, but... it wasn't something you were accustomed to. You weren't used to this sort of attention nor the desire sitting within the pit of your stomach and the depths of your heart. It was an odd sensation, a feeling like no other. The way your heart raced when he looked at you, how your skin tingled whenever he touched you... the way your body reacted whenever he was closer than he should be. Sure, you were one of his wives and a lack of boundaries was expected, but it still had your whole being trembling.

If you knew any better, you would realize that you had fallen in love. Not with his looks (though he was a looker) but with him. His personality, his way of being, his (not so) simple existence in the universe. Every little thing he did, whether it was for you or for others. How he handled you when it came to little things like taking shelter from thunder storms or making sure you were comfortable when you had to rest. You were one of his wives, it was expected, but there was something there between you two that you were sure was unique to only you two. And Tengen felt it, too.

Probably why your final night was so painful, to the point you both drowned yourself in (what felt like) endless sake and the warmth of the hot springs. Neither of you wanted to think about your last moments together until... whenever you made a return. If you decided to at all. This was what you wanted, to see the world, to be free... but after growing so attached, so accustomed to Tengen's existence by your side, you knew it was going to feel off. As if you were imbalanced.

You were too deep in thought to even realize how close Tengen got as you sat in the soothing pool of steaming water. "I haven't had a night like this in forever..." he sighed, looking up at the stars.

Turning your flustered face in his direction, taking a moment to eye the stars above, your focus settled on him once again. Your eyes trailed his stunning features—gazing at his loose strands of ivory locks, those fucsia eyes... his sharp nose, the golden hoops on his earlobes... and those lips of his that settled in its usual grin. He was so handsome, it pained you to look at him. It didn't help that you two were sharing a bath and all you had separating you both was the water and the towels around your body.

Tengen's chest was on full display, something you had seen a number of times as he was very proud of his physique; he always found a way to show off his muscles—not like you had a reason to complain, anyway. He sat there, in all his glory, arms spread out beside him as he leaned his back against the pool's wall.

"It's lovely..." You spoke up, swallowing the small lump in your throat. You tried to look away, not wanting to stare for too long, but it was hard to... Tengen was just so handsome.

Lowering his focus from the dark sky that glittered with stars, towards you, Tengen watched as those innocent eyes of yours fluttered from his chest, to his eyes, down to his lips, then switched between the two. He couldn't help but grin. If you weren't making it so painfully obvious, he wouldn't have been there with you in that moment, sitting so close that he could almost feel your body heat instead of the warm water. "It is, but not as lovely as the view I have."

Flickering your eyes back up to meet his own, your heart skipped a beat as he so casually leaned in towards you and brought his hand up to caress your cheek. A subtle gasp left you before you looked away, flustered and trembling at his words, only for Tengen to gently keep your head in place.

"Rather cheesy, wasn't that?" He winked as your heart dropped down to your feet.

"Just— Just a tad bit..." you stuttered, eyes dancing between his own as he did the same to you. "But... But I like it..."

Smiling, Tengen leaned in a bit more, his nose just barely grazing your own as his voice came out smooth, almost a whisper. "Then, may I kiss you?"

Almost, as if without hesitation, you nodded. A breathy answer leaving you as you, yourself, grew closer to him, closing the gap between the two of you as his lips softly met your own.

It started off so gentle, the sweet taste of his lips against yours. A small press before you parted, taking in a small breath before Tengen's hand held the back of your neck, fingertips entangling themselves with the loose strands that escaped from your updo. With a small tug, your lips met his once again, except with a different desire. His tongue grazed your bottom lip, pushing past and pressing against your teeth. Your own parted, allowing him entrance to slip through. Gliding his tongue over yours ever so expertly, involuntary moans left you as you felt the muscle press and slither against your own.

Bringing you closer as his hand slid down to your lower back, you found yourself holding your towel closed while your other hand moved into his hair. Pressing against the back of his head and tugging gently, the two of you breathed each other in, panting and huffing in between kisses. You weren't sure what it was, maybe it was the sake... or maybe you just wanted this along. The gravitational pull you felt towards Tengen was something you never felt before, a tug unlike any other. It made your insides twist, your heart race, and a sudden warmth fill you.

Shifting his kisses away from your lips as you tried chasing after them, he left small pecks against the corner of your mouth. Your cheek and along your jaw, down your neck until he found that sweet spot that made you tremble. He nipped and sucked at your smooth skin, leaving marks in his wake as he left a trail of hickeys along your shoulder and chest.

Tengen moved dangerously low, open mouthed kisses against the swell of your breasts, up until the edge of your towel. Your grip tightened against the material as your other tugged at his locks, as if trying to pull him away, only for your back to curve towards him. You knew you should stop, even if the pool was private for the two of you, you had never done anything like this before. You were excited and nervous all the same, body so desperately desiring him after all those shared nights.

Lifting his head and looking up at you with hooded eyes as your blooded rushed in your body, Tengen kissed your cheek before guiding you out of the water and back to your shared room. He kept his arm wrapped around you as he had you pressed against his side, kissing your cheek and along your neck. Tengen didn't bother to close the shoji behind him, his body already finding yours as the two of you lied against the tatami mat. He hovered over you, his large frame enveloping your own as he sweetly smiled down at you, "beautiful..."

Blushing, you took in a sharp breath before he placed a gentle kiss against your lips. "You're so handsome..." You shyly mumbled as Tengen let out a small chuckle.

Lowering his head to nuzzle your neck, he pressed small kisses before lifting his head once again, "do you want to continue this?"

Taking in a deep breath, you nodded before cupping his cheeks, "yes... I trust you. You— You are my husband after all."

Eyeing you, seeing the sureness in your eyes even if you were trembling, Tengen kissed you once more before he sat up. With you settled between his knees as he leaned onto his heels, he reached for your towel. Eyeing you as you nodded he slid back before pulling open your towel, revealing your bare body. Naturally, you went to cover yourself, but Tengen caught one of your hands. "It's alright," he softly spoke, kissing your knuckles one at a time. "My beautiful wife..."

Lowering your hand, Tengen leaned down towards you, kissing down your neck ever so slowly. Then he kissed from one shoulder to the other, against either of your breasts, the valley between them, and along your stomach. He kissed your hip bones before licking a stripe up the side of your body, stopping at your right breast. Lifting his eyes to meet your own as you shivered, Tengen twirled his tongue around your nipple before bringing it into his mouth. A squeak left your parted lips as your chest quickly rose and fell. With every suck and nip, Tengen gave both of your breasts equal attention, leaving a trail of his saliva behind, a string connecting your left nipple to his lips as he lifted his head.

The smile he wore made your heart race faster, a look of ecstasy written across his face... you could only imagine what his expression would be once he—

A yelp left you as his mouth was against your bare pussy, too lost in your hazed mind to even notice when he had moved down. Tengen pressed a kiss against your lower lips before his tongue parted your folds, a shiver running down your spine as it met your clit. "What I'd give to have both hands now."

"T—" before you could whine, his tongue swirled around your sensitive bundle of nerves before moving to tease your entrance. Your hands slid into his locks as your legs wrapped over his shoulders. Burying his face deeper against your aching cunt, you felt the way Tengen's open mouth began to devour you, tasting every bit you had to offer. The sweetness of your dripping heat that made him moan with anticipation as his hips bucked.

Feeling his tongue prod your entrance as a whimper left you, Tengen's arms wrapped around your thighs, fingers digging into your skin as he pulled your leg further apart. Lapping up your excitement, teasing your clit, pushing past your entrance and devouring your sinful sounds. Your panting filled the air, your eyes nearly rolled back as your head fell towards the mat beneath you.

He couldn't get enough of you; he couldn't get enough of the sounds you made, how your thighs pressed against his head and your cunt dripped for him. "Have you ever come before?"

Gulping, you shook your head, face burning in embarrassment. "N— No..."

Lifting his head enough, Tengen kissed your inner thigh, "there's nothing to be ashamed of, my sweet wife. It only means I'm lucky enough to be there with you to experience it—to be the reason."

Opening your teary eyes as you looked at him, Tengen gave you a reassuring smile before you felt one of his fingers tease your entrance before slowly filling you. Your heart skipped a beat, breath hitching as he pumped his finger a few times before adding another. His lips latched against your clit as his fingers massaged your inner walls, reaching depths within you that made your body shiver and shake. A feeling filled you, a burning unlike any other as your breathing grew rapid and moans became louder.

A white hot heat filled you, your eyes squeezed shut as your fingers nearly yanked at his hair. You were shaking as you came, Tengen continuing his ministrations before pulling out and lifting his fingers covered in your essence. Sitting up and spreading them to show you the mess you made, Tengen brought his fingers into his mouth, tongue lapping up your release before his lips met yours.

You winced at the foreign taste the moment his tongue made contact with your own, a slow, sultry kiss before he reached to remove his own towel. "You'll be alright," he muttered against your lips as he sat up, bringing your legs over his thighs. His hand caressed your thigh as you were still processing the euphoria you just experienced. "We'll do this slowly, okay?"

Gulping, your hooded eyes fluttered open as they trailed down his chest, towards his toned stomach, past the patch of white hair that lead to his hardened length. Your heart dropped at the sight, a gasp leaving your lips as your eyes widened. "I— I... You— You are so big... I don't know if—"

"It's alright," he reassured, giving your thigh a small squeeze. "You'll be alright, like I said, we'll take things slow."

Nodding as your heart raced, Tengen brought his hand to his cock, giving it a few strokes, coating it with your juices before he aligned it with your opening. He could hear the way your breathing quickened, felt how your thighs pressed against him. He spoke softly, continuously reassuring you as he slowly filled you. With just the tip, your chest heaved and your hands tried clinging onto something, clawing at the mat beneath you.

Pushing in further and further, biting his tongue as his body burned, Tengen took in shallow breaths at your tightness. The way you squeezed him, how your cunt was sucking him in... The sounds of your shared, heavy breathing filled the air, soon followed by heavy moans and skin slapping the moment he thrusted into you. Whimpers and cries of his name left your lips as your hands flew to his shoulders, nails digging into his skin before clawing at his back as he hunched over you. Your legs wrapped around his waist, keeping him close as he thrusted at a rhythmic pace.

"T— Tengen— Too— Too big!" You whimpered, tears pricking your eyes at the dangerous stretch. The discomfort was overpowered by your pleasure. You weren't sure how much of him filled you, but you were positive he wasn't even all the way in. "Too— Too—"

"It's okay, it's okay, my love... It's okay," he reassured, body breaking out into a sweat as his hips bucked against you, pushing deeper and deeper as you cried out. With each shift of his hips as he pulled out, your pussy sucked him right back in. "It's like we're... meant for... each other," he breathed, a hiss leaving his lips. He wanted to fuck you, fuck you deeply, fuck you until you couldn't walk... but he knew, he knew it was your first time. He knew this was your last moments together before you went your own way, and as much as he wanted to leave you with an everlasting memory of his cock imprinted on your cervix where no other man could possibly reach, Tengen stopped himself. He wanted you to never forget this moment, obviously so, but he also wanted it to be a moment you enjoyed as much as he did—especially for your first time.

Thrusting in and out of you, pushing deeper each time as you squirmed and cried, begging him to move faster—telling him he was too big—your body wrapped around his and kept him sheathed within you. You felt your second orgasm building within you as Tengen's fingers rubbed circles against your clit. Your breathing against his ear was almost enough to make him come then and there as you shook in your release. Your pussy fluttered against him as your body practically went into shock. You felt it from head to toe, your body tensing around him as a cry left your lips, his name coming out as a desperate moan.

Continuously thrusting his hips, ready to pull out, your legs wrapped tighter around him, keeping him deep within you as you milked him for all his worth. He weakly called your name, body shaking above your own as he nearly collapsed against you. "Sh— Shit..." Tengen grunted as he filled you with his seed, coming deep inside as you kept him close.

Your bodies were already drenched as it was, but the sweat practically made you stick to one another as his massive body flopped against your own. You could barely breathe as it was, but with his weight against you, you nearly suffocated... and yet it felt so nice. You didn't want him to leave, you didn't want to leave. You just wanted to stay like that, there with him, in that moment. A moment so intimate, one you didn't want to end; one that you once feared. Now it was something you knew you'd never forget.

Tears brimmed your eyes as your bottom lip trembled. Your hands fell to your face as Tengen lifted his head to eye you. "Hey, did I hurt you? Are you okay?"

"N— No... It's not— It's not you..." you mumbled. "I'm sorry, I..."

"Hey..." he hushed you, kissing your tears away. "It's okay, it's okay... I'm sorry if you regret this—"

"No!" You shook your head. "Never! I— I... It's just, tomorrow we... we go our separate ways and— and I feel as if... I'm sorry."

"Why are you apologizing?" He asked, eyeing you with the kindest smile. "You are my wife, are you not?"

Nodding your head with a pout, Tengen nuzzled your neck before leaving a sweet kiss against it. "I am..."

"There's nothing to be sorry for, all that matters to me is that you're happy... and that you enjoyed it..." he said, almost questioning whether or not you did.

"I did," you softly smiled. "I'm happy to have had my first time with you... I've never trusted anyone more..."

Grinning, Tengen shook his head, "I'm sorry for the man who follows after me. Whoever wins your heart will never be like me."

"Tengen..." You whined, only to earn a chuckle from him. "I won't forget any of this, that's for sure."

"I'm glad," he smiled, gazing down at you, "because neither will I..."

Eyeing him as a silence filled the room, you reached up and caressed his forehead, ran your fingers through his hair, and cupped his cheek, "thank you."

Turning to kiss your palm, Tengen mumbled against it, "thank you."

"You'll always have a home with me," Tengen said as he stood in front of you, caressing your cheek as you leaned your head into his palm. "I can't say I won't miss you, because I know I'll be missing you dearly. We've grown so close... but I want nothing but the best for you. I want you to be happy, to find yourself, to live your life... But I hope some day, maybe you'll... come back to me..."

Smiling up at him, you nodded. "You've done so much for me, I don't think I could stay away from you forever. I appreciate you... and you have my endless gratitude."

Eyeing you, he sighed before leaning his forehead against yours, "if you ever have regrets... if you ever want to come back home... don't hesitate to reach out. I'll always welcome you back with open arms."

Sighing as you took a moment to enjoy his close proximity, you gently pushed back and cupped his face. "Thank you."

Eyeing you, Tengen gently kissed you before he stood straight. "I have one more thing to give you..."

Watching him with furrowed brows, he handed you one of his blades; the chain snatched and now dangling from the one he held towards you. "You— You can't."

"Please, have it. It'll only give me piece of mind knowing you have something to protect you... And also a way to never forget me... A way to eventually come back to me..." he said, handing it over. Tengen's swords weren't easy to hold, made for a man his size, but with one less attached... it was a bit easier to manage.

"It's... big..." You said, earning a chuckle from him.

"You can manage with big things," he winked as you blushed. "I have no doubts."

Sighing, you moved to wrap your arms around him, hugging him tight for a moment or two, breathing him in one last time. "Thank you..."

Hugging you back, Tengen kissed the top of your head before you pulled away and turned to part from him. Just before you could get too far, Tengen caught your wrist and tugged you back to him, planting a deep, sentimental kiss against your lips. An ever lasting one filled with sadness. He let go, forcing himself to peel away from you as he slowly let go of your wrist, studying you and every bit of your face once more. "I'll always love you... you'll always be my wife and will always have a place in my heart."

Smiling up at him with tearful eyes, you gulped, "I— I will always love you." Not wanting to stay any longer as you knew you'd break easily if you looked at him for a second more, you turned and began your trek.

Tengen watched with a heavy heart, waving as you turned for a moment to say your final goodbye. There was in ache in his chest, a sadness filling him. You left a mark on him, a big one at that. You would never be forgotten. As much as he loved and adored all of his wives... there was something about you that made his chest feel different. A love unlike any other. Something he feels as if he couldn't have... But he prayed. He prayed that some day... your paths would meet again.

* FIVE YEARS LATER *

"Tenchi!" A voice called out amongst the many. Tengen found himself at a local market during his travels, visiting his beloved disciples, before returning home. "Tenchi!"

"I'm right here, mama!" A gentle, little voice came out as Tengen's focus shifted from the fresh produce before him, over to a small boy. "Look what I found!" Softly smiling at the sight of the youngling—easily 5 years old—hold up something with excitement, Tengen's eyebrows narrowed for a moment.

That's oddly similar... He thought as his attention was settled on the whiteness of the small boy's hair that had a headband wrapped around it. "Okay, but only one, alright? And don't run off like that again, you had me worried..."

"Sorry, mama..."

"It's okay, baby."

Snapping out of his daze, Tengen watched as the little boy hugged the kneeling figure before him. He couldn't quite see who it was from the passing bodies, but as the woman stood up, the retired Hashira's heart skipped a beat. "It's..." his breath hitched as his eyes made contact.

It was you.

Blinking a few times at the sight, you sweetly smiled with a small wave, earning a bright one from him. Tengen didn't hesitate, he made a beeline for you, stopping and towering your figure as happiness filled his veins. "You... It's really you..." he nearly whispered. He hadn't seen you since you parted ways five years prior. It wasn't like you lost contact, you wrote him letters as he did the same to you every now and then. He was aware you were alive and well, as you were of him... but seeing you in the flesh? That was something else all together. Could he kiss you? Could he hug you? It'd been so long, he didn't know what his boundaries were.

Smiling up at him, you felt the small figure tug on you as they hid behind you. Your son shyly peeking out from behind as he eyed the giant man standing before you. "It's me," you nodded, heart fluttering as you took Tengen in. How he hardly changed, still as flashy as ever. His hair had grown more, but it was clearly being maintained with the layers being trimmed. His eyepatch still bedazzled, his nails still painted... You couldn't expect anything less, this was Tengen Uzui after all— the supposed god of festivals. "You haven't changed a bit."

"Gotta live a flashy life, keeps me young," he winked as you chuckled. He reached for your hand, bringing your knuckles to his lips as he pressed a kiss. He didn't miss the blush on your cheeks or the way your eyes had slightly widened. There was no doubt in his mind that you were saving face, your reaction seemed composed. "It's really good to see you. How have you been?"

"Yeah... I'm good. We're good," you nodded as you moved slightly to present the little boy that clung to you. Tengen's eyes lowered to the white haired boy, instantly recognizing those eyes... His heart skipped a beat the moment he recognized those features... "This is my son, Tenchi."

"Son?" He nearly choked, catching himself as he kept his own composure. Of course this was your son, he should've put two and two together. But not once have you mentioned it before in your letters... And who else could possibly be the father if—

"Yes," you slightly smiled. "Honey, say hi."

Looking up, Tenchi clung to you as his grip tightened around you. He watched as the large man moved down to kneel. "Hello..."

"Hi, Tenchi," Tengen smiled. "I'm Tengen Uzui. The flashiest man on the entire planet. And a great friend of your mothers," he proudly stated as you blushed. A small gasp left little Tenchi.

"I know your name!" He exclaimed as Tengen lifted his brows before smirking.

"Oh? Is that so?" The man asked.

"You are mama's hero! Her trainer and gave her that big sword!" The little boy gasped. "You are so cool! Mama told me so many stories! I want to be just like you, Mr. Uzui!"

Gulping as the sudden urge to tear up awakened within him, Tengen took in a sharp breath and smiled. It wasn't until then when he had the little boy now standing before him that he studied those eyes. Eyes that reflected his own... The same ivory locks, those bright eyes and that shiny grin. There was no denying it... "That's an honor, Tenchi. And I like your headband," Tengen grinned, lightly poking the little boy's forehead as you watched their interaction with a heavy heart.

"Oh!" Your son blushed. "Just like you! Mama said you wore a headband when you were a— a Hash— Hash..."

"Hashira," Tengen finished with a kind smile as the little boy nodded.

"Yes! I wanna be just like you! Protect my mama from all evil!" He proudly said with his little fists on his hips. Tengen couldn't help but let out a choked laugh, as if the realizations made had his heart aching. This little boy was much too like him. "I look up to you!"

Feeling his heart skip a beat, Tengen looked away for a moment before ruffling Tenchi's hair. "I think you'll be better than I could ever be," he said without an inkling of doubt in his words, then looking at you as you looked at him with woeful eyes. It was clear there was something weighing on you.

Placing a gentle hand on your son's head, caressing his shoulder length locks that were quite similar to Tengen's, you eyed said man with a hopeful smile. "Would you like to come have dinner with us? There's a lot to catch up on."

With a racing heart, Tengen looked at you with a similar expression, optimism filling his chest. "I would love to."

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actuallysaiyan · 1 year

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The Sound of Crackling Fire(Uzui Tengen x Fem!Reader x Rengoku Kyojuro)

warnings: smut, threesome, sharing is caring, unprotected sex, double penetration, KOHAI AND SENPAI RELATIONSHIPS, kissing word count: 1k pairings: Uzui Tengen x Fem!Reader x Rengoku Kyojuro a/n: This is because the new season of Demon Slayer is coming out very very soon! And I tag @beneathstarryskies for her new found love of Tengen! Smut under the cut as per usual!

Your eyes roll back as you feel him continue to bounce you on his throbbing hard cock. He’s been at this for what feels like eternity, and he won’t give you any breaks. Rengoku had mentioned this being part of your training, but you couldn’t for the life of you understand how this could even be training. It’s much too pleasurable for it to be training. You’re absolutely dripping all over him right now, the remnants of your last orgasm building to your next intense orgasm.

“How’s our little kohai, hm?” you hear Tengen’s voice from the doorway. You try to look over your shoulder, but Kyojuro pulls you back to him.

“She’s strong, Tengen. She can last like this for a very long time,” Kyojuro praises you for your endurance.

You feel a large, warm hand on your back. Then Tengen brushes back some hair from your face before he places a careful kiss on your forehead. This little liaison you had going on was proving to be so perfect for both the Hashira. The idea came to them when you were assigned to be Kyojuro’s tsuguko. While usually the Flame Hashira didn’t take on students, he found you to be just too irresistible. And when Tengen met you, the two men found themselves completely attached and addicted to your very being.

“She takes your cock so well,” Tengen praises you this time, pressing another kiss to your forehead.

Kyojuro doesn’t reply, he only moans as your little walls are clamping down so hard on his cock. He doesn’t know how he’s managed to hold on for so long, but this was all to test your endurance. He needs to make sure you can take a lot of physical activity for a long time for you to become a good demon slayer.

“I bet she’d have a harder time with two cocks in her,” Tengen suggests, and you whine at the thought of both of them filling you up.

Kyojuro chuckles darkly, “do you even think she could manage to handle something like that? We can’t hurt our little kohai too much,”

“She’s capable of taking us both. I can tell.”

You feel Tengen’s long fingers playing with your clit now. Kyojuro slows his pace, but he doesn’t stop at all. You’re going to be taking them both, and you’re a little worried they’ll split you right in half if they do this. The more the idea goes through your head, the more dazed with lust you become.

“I think our little kohai here wants two cocks,” Tengen teases before he cups your chin. His tongue slides into your mouth as soon as his lips capture yours in a kiss.

“Don’t hog her,” Kyojuro warns, but you can see the smirk on his face that suggests he’s only joking. Considering he’s been fucking you for a while now, he’s really the one who’s been hogging you.

Tengen’s fingers don’t stop stimulating your clit, and soon you feel his other hand joining the other. You gasp once you feel him sliding one of his fingers into you right next to Kyojuro’s thick cock. You squeal as he begins stretching you out more than you already were.

“You got her so nice and wet for us, Rengoku-san.” Tengen compliments his fiery partner.

“She is very good at that herself. You know how worked up she is just from the simplest stimulation,”

Both men chuckle darkly. They know they’re going to completely destroy you. But it’s all in the name of endurance training. Tengen finally pulls his pants down and his large cock slaps against his abdomen. He strokes it a few times before positioning himself perfectly to prod your already stuffed hole with the head. You whine and try to protest, but neither man is listening to your little protestations.

As soon as you feel the head of Tengen’s cock slipping into you, you feel your walls fluttering wildly. There’s no way both of them could possibly fit inside of you, but they were both determined to prove you very wrong. The more he slips into you, the more you feel the coil in your stomach tightening. You desperately try to warn your senpai, but it’s only coming out as pitiful whines and mewls. Kyojuro tries to hush you with a passionate kiss, but as soon as his tongue touches yours, you feel the dam breaking.

You cry out as your orgasm hits you like a train, and both men are grunting as your little walls milk them both for all they have. Tengen is finally balls deep inside of you along with Kyojuro, and he’s having a hard time holding on already. The way you come undone is just perfect. Your juices are soaking both of them as you slowly come down from your high.

“That’s a good girl,” Tengen praises you, and he’s grunting as your orgasm subsides.

“Isn’t she a perfect little kohai?” Kyojuro muses, and he presses a kiss to your lips.

They both start a steady pace, leaving you reeling all over again. The sensations of both their large cocks dragging against your walls is proving to be almost too much. Tengen grips your hips, angling himself a little better so he can drive his cock right up against that sweet spongy spot inside of you. You can see stars as soon as he begins getting a little rougher.

“Doesn’t she sound so sweet when you fuck her like that?” Kyojuro asks, a smirk on his face.

“I love the little pathetic noises she makes,” Tengen mocks your noises, his lips so close to your ear.

You’re so lost in all of this pleasure, and your mind can’t even keep up with everything that’s going on. You know your next orgasm might just wreck you completely, but they’ll keep going. You had heard rumours that Kyojuro was a strict teacher, but you didn’t know that he would use this kind of training. And for Tengen to join in, that was a complete surprise. What shocks you the most are the next words that fall from Tengen’s lips.

“Don’t forget, kitten,” Tengen mutters in your ear before pressing kisses to your neck. “You’ve got to hold your breathing technique. That’s what we’re testing here,”

Kyojuro laughs, “No, I thought we were testing her endurance.”

Both men chuckle darkly, “I guess it’s both.”

With your legs shaking as the next orgasm keeps building, you know you’re in for a very long training session.

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lovelywritinglady · 11 months

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Hello I saw you request open and I thought why not

May I request for tengen and his wives finds out that the reader there wife was a shinubi or a ninja like tengen and well let just say makio , suma and tengen hug the reader hips never letting her go ( I want them to be very protective of reader and wholesome )

This is a well half short half long

Thank you and have a good day

You’re What?!

Uzui Tengen x fem!Reader x Suma x Makio x Hinasturu

Extreme fluff only slight angst

First Person Pov

The fresh morning air kissed my face as I drank my tea on the front step of our house. The sun had just risen and the dew was still fresh on the grass. It was a peaceful morning, especially since all of my lovers are home and safe. I took a deep breath and gave thanks that I’m alive another day being with the people who matter most to me in this world. Speaking of them it’s been nearly a year since I married them and it’s made me a stronger person. I’ll be thankful to them for as long as I live. Suddenly my peaceful thoughts were ripped away from me when I hear a rather loud and annoying voice coming from our shared bedroom.

“Y/N Come here now!!!!!” I hear all my spouses yell in unison.

Quickly I put down my tea and ran as fast as I could to the bedroom. Slamming the slide door open with such force that I think I broke it, I stood there taking a deep breathe asking what the hell happened. Only to be tackled in hugs by my wives and tacked to the floor. They were crying and saying something that I could hear at all due to their shrieks.

“Guys slow down what happened? Lord Tengen please what’s the matter?” I asked them nervously. Especially looking at Tengen he’s never looked at me like this and it made my stomach drop.

“Y/N, w-why did you n-never tell u-us that you w-were a shinobi?” Suma asks looking down at my face with an ocean of tears in her eyes.

“Yeah, why did you never tell us that you are a shinobi? Makio exclaimed dripping my arm that I was sure would bruise.

“Y/N please tell us!” Even Hina exclaimed

“Alright I’ll tell you guys but please let me up the floor is seriously hurting my back” I said to my wives as I sighed.

Getting up and brushing myself down I immediately felt then gripping my waist, arm, and leg all still shedding tears. This made me smile slightly. They all were so worried and it was extremely cute. Tengen was abnormally quiet and that made me look at him. He was already looking at me with same look before. Just as I was about to speak, he beat me to it.

“Why did you feel the need to hide this from us?I know shinobi are supposed to hide things, but we are married to you Y/N.” He said taking steps towards me and our crying wives.

“I didn’t exactly hide it I took a year off to marry you guys. Sorry I never mentioned it to you guys. I was never trying to hide it from you.” I spoke honestly looking at Tengen and glancing at my teary eyed and very beautiful wives.

“So that means you’re planning on coming back to work then?” My husband asked

“Yes I mean that’s what I trained for and plus the world is getting crazier so I figured this was a good time to come back.” I said as I was holding onto Suma as she was nuzzling into my chest.

“Absolutely not!” He exclaimed

“Why the hell not” I said defensively

“You could get hurt, turned into a demon, captured and tortured, or even worse killed.” Tengen spoke as he counted on his fingers with a serious expression on his handsome face.

“Yeah, we don’t want anything to happen to you. We all love you so much. I know we would all be so worried about you.” Makio said as she placed a loving kiss on my shoulder which made me blush. especially when she looked up at me with love and concern in her dangerously beautiful eyes.

“I don’t know what I would do if you got hurt love.” Hinatsuru said placing her soft hand on my right cheek and touching it gently as she placed a kiss on my left cheek. At this point there were tears threatening to leave my eyes. I knew my wives loved me but I guess I never knew how much.

“Guys I promise I will do my best to stay alive. You three are strong and I worry about you every time you leave. Yet I know that no matter what happens you will do your best and that’s all I can ever ask of you. And if I’m on the field with you guys I won’t worry so much and you guys won’t worry as much too. I’ll be there fighting a long side all of you. It’s going to be okay.” I said as my tears fell down my face and a furious blush was now on my face. I held my wives closer and kissed all of their heads.

“As long as you promise to be careful I think it will be okay.” Tengen said after a long pause. He then came up to all of us and wrapped his long muscular arms around us. He was always such a good hugger.

“I love you.” He whispered into my ear.

“Don’t you worry Y/N, no matter what we will protect you from harm.” Suma said with a confident look on her cute face.

“Yeah, we won’t let you get hurt.” Makio said standing up proud.

“Exactly, we are always here to protect you. If it’s in the field or if you just need or want us. We will always protect and love you.” Hina said now fully holding my face. Looking into her eyes I felt so much love in this moment that I was almost overwhelming. I then kissed my wife and thanked her.

“Hey what about my kiss.” Tengen, Makio, and Suma said in unison. I rolled my eyes at their cuteness and kissed all them as well. We then all hugged once again just enjoying being together and happy to be married. Suddenly an important thought crossed my mind.

“Guys how did you even find out I was a shinobi?” I asked eyeing them curiously

“Oh Suma went through your stuff this morning.” Makio said with no hesitation

“Makio you’re so mean!” Suma whined

“Makio you both were snooping around as I recall.” Hina said to both of them.

“Hina you liar!” They both exclaimed

��Girls that’s enough it doesn’t matter who found out. All we need to worry about is how we are all going to keep each other safe now that we are all going to be working.” Tengen said

“Tengen are you just saying that because you were snooping too?” I asked crossing my arms and raising my eyebrow.

“Absolutely not, that wouldn’t be very flashy of me now would it!” He said

“Tengen you are just as guilty as the rest of us.” Hina said with a blush gracing her face.

“Oh well yeah…” he said with a blush on his face too.

“You’re all so perfect.” I said laughing slightly

“Y/N, that’s so sweet.”Makio said

“Awww.” Suma said

“I know I am.” Tengen boasted

“You’re perfect too.” Hina said

Looking at them make me cry even more. Just knowing how much they all love me and want me to be safe. I never imagined I’d ever be loved like this. I’m so incredibly thankful for them and happy that now we can all protect each other.

Thank you💜 @bendymonter for requesting this fic. I had a lot of fun writing this. I hope you liked it!

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loverofgenya · 11 months

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３０ｄａｙｓｏｆＰｒｉｄｅ!

Day 3 ; Uzui + His Wives x Gn!Reader (By Anon)

for 30 days of pride can i have some uzui+wives content, please? i made the mistake to lurk on tiktok again and the amount of ppl saying he should just have hina as wife and choosing to ignore suma and makio's existence really made me sad 😭😭 thank youuu ♥️

Puffing your cheeks out in annoyance, you could only hold Hina, Suma and Makio close to your chest -- glaring at the so called husband of you and the females. Uzui could only chuckle nervously, rubbing the back of his neck at the stare of his partner.

"Look, [Name] I didnt mean-"

"BULLSHIT! CUT THE EXCUSES UZUI!!!" Makios voice was loud as she screeched at the male, annoyance clear in her voice as she clung to you.

Shrinking at the yelling of his wife, Uzui squeaked out. "Right. Sorry Ma'am"

Snorting at his now scared form, you jerked r head away. "Deserved. Mothefucker ate our last batch Mochi"

"Lo-Love maybe give Uzui-San a break he didnt know" Suma stuttered out, glancing from her lovers to her husband.

Smiling gently, Hina cooed at the smaller female. "Oh baby, we're being the softest with him we can. He hate our sweets we made, so he needs to be taught a lesson"

You, Hina and Makio stared at the cowring Uzui with threatnings smiles, Suma staring with dotted eyes -- not knowing what was going to happen.

(I loved this so much cause i know theyre not that soft toward him idc what yall say lolz)

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lexsssu · 2 months

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Pawn (Uzui Tengen)

TAGS: Tengen/F!reader, alternate universe, breeding, married sex, smut, drabble Ao3 ver.

Iɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴜsʙᴀɴᴅ ғɪɴᴅs ᴛʜᴇ ɢʟᴏᴡ ᴏғ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀʜᴏᴏᴅ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴜᴛᴛᴇʀʟʏ ɪʀʀᴇsɪsᴛɪʙʟᴇ.

“It’s finally safe enough for us to have that family we always wanted…so don’t even think I’m gonna hold back tonight. I’m not stopping until I’m sure there’s already a baby growing in your tummy. Got that, sweetheart?”

Tengen was once just a mere pawn of his family, seemingly destined to follow the same fate as his predecessors before him. Being born to a clan of shinobi meant that he must obey the orders of his superiors.

But when he was presented with three women who were to become his wives, something within him screamed and fought to break away. That what they wanted him to do, who they wanted him to commit to, would be going against himself.

And so, Tengen Uzui ran and never looked back.

Fast forward several years later, the now former Sound Hashira knows for sure that he would never regret his decision to leave behind the life of a shinobi and the expectations placed upon him at birth.

How could he when he had you in his arms right now? Your soft skin glistened with a fine sheen of sweat as your breasts jiggled with each deep, heavy thrust into your weeping cunt.

Pretty little you who’d never had a man, not even a lover, and simply content with living your simple life. Fortunately or unfortunately for you, you’d gotten his attention, and Tengen could never really look away from you after that.

If someone asked him what he thought about you the first time he settled his eyes on you, there would only ever be one answer.

“I’m going to marry her.”

And now, with the threat of demons finally gone, Tengen didn’t want to waste any more time. The wedding ceremony is held on a nice, sunny day with not a cloud in sight, and as he led you inside your new home for the rest of your lives, the restraints he'd imposed on himself were finally broken.

“Feel how deeply I’m reaching inside of you, sweetie? I need to do that to make sure you’re gonna get knocked up, okay? Wanna see those pretty tits filled with milk and your belly growing all big with my kid.”

#lexsssu writes #kimetsu no yaiba #kny x reader #demon slayer x reader #uzui tengen x reader #uzui tengen #uzui tengen x you #uzui tengen x y/n #crossposted on ao3

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vix3n-d0llia · 2 years

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Can I request big dick! Uzui with a virgin reader?

Basically size kink and soft dom! Terence pretty please :)))))))

I hope your okay with this being a headcanon 🫶🏼

𝑇𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝐼𝑡

Tengen Uzui x Virgin fem! Reader

Cw: virgin reader, unprotected sex, soft dom! Uzui, size kink

There no question that Tengen has a huge dick, this man is a fucking giant, his body was carved by the gods with such precise precision, amazing pec, massive muscles, and to go along with his god like body, a huge thick cock.

Standing at 9 inches, fully erected, his cock curves upwards perfect for hitting those right, big prominent veins down his shaft, a big angry red mushroom tip to match with the girth of his cock.

The first time you and Tegen got intimate it was without his wives, especially since you’re a virgin he didn’t want to overwhelm you with so many people with your first time.

He was so soft and intimate, he kissed your entire body, worshiping your body with so much love you forgot all about your insecurities

However it wasn’t until he sat you on your lap did you start feeling insecure, just by sitting on his cothed cock did you start to worry about how’d you take him in

Uzui seemed to sense your worry and gave gentle kisses to your earlobe

“Don’t worry my love I’ll make sure your ready, I’ll go slow and gentle” he whispered right beside your ear, it sent chills up your spine.

He started prepping you off with one finger, one finger alone was girthy. He already had you whining, soon he one finger became two and but the third you began to feel the stretch.

The pain began to come through by the fourth finger. However he had his way to distracted you, palming your tit with one hand and took your other tit in his mouth pinching and bitting your nipples he tugged at them which did favors to distracting you from the stretch his large fingers

Your hips began to rock the pleasure becoming blissful as your scissored you and curled his fingers into you, both hands now focused on making you climax, on hand thrusting his fingers in your cunt with the other rubbing your clit sending euphoric waves through you, your nipples perking as his mouth continued to do wonders on your breasts

Finally euphoria came crashing down as your dig your nails into his shoulders. “Tengen-Sama!” Your cried out riding your high as he continued to run your clit and thrust his fingers in you with no signs of stopping

Before you could say anything he pushed you down to the futon his fingers still in you covered in your slick and juices

Finally pulling his fingers out he sucked his fingers licking his fingers clean with a no-shame moan

Once clean he kissed your chest and went further and further down towards your core.

With your cunt right in front of his face you felt so vulnerable being on full display with Tegen

A kiss you your clit had you tightening around nothing until his tongue dived in

“Ah!” You cried out squeezing Tegens head as he moaned, caressing your thighs as his tongue did wonders on your cunt, no wonder this man has three wives, four now.

After making you cum for the second time and prepping you some more he finally sat up on his knees

Pumping his cock a few times he lined up with your cunt and planted his tip right in your entrance

The pressure alone was already driving you mad, you were desperate to feel him self his cock inside you but you were also wanting to avoid the painful stretch

The weight of his dick was heavy and had your walls aching for him

You both knew that no amount of prepping can help you take in Tegen with ease, it’ll only ease the pain a little but you’d have to suck it up for the most part

Tegen could sense your body tensing from the contact of his tip at your hole

He bent down towards your face, one hand rested at your hip while the other snaked up tour body to caress your face

His planted soft kisses along your neck and jawline, his mouth reaching your earlobe sent chills down your spine.

“Don’t worry doll, just tell me to stop and I’ll stop.” His breathed into your ear as you could only nod with your voice caught in your throat

He began to gently push inside, the burning began to become to much with just his tip alone

You began to shift uncomfortably your hips aching in discomfort but gently Tengen held your hips down

His mouth kissing your breast while one hand fondles with the other and his other hand rubbing soft circles on your clit bring a mixed sensation of pain and pleasure

Your hand on his shoulders, nails digging crevasses on his milky his skin

Moans erupted from you as the stretch continued and the pain and pleasure further increased the more he pushed in

His face buried in your chest licking, kissing and hitting your breast and nipples and tugging your areolas

“God baby your taking me so well.” He shamelessly moans into your ears which got your walls clenching tighter around him.

Halfway in the pain became bearable but you were on edge seeing how you still had the other half of his girth left to take in.

Tengen didn’t bother to fully sheath himself all the way inside you he figured you’ll relax and take him in more

The mix of pleasure and pain soon subsided to pure euphoria his head was almost kissing your cervix

With each minute and thrust of his hips it didn’t take long till Tegen was fully inside

His top kissed and bruised your cervix you felt full with every pound

A bulge formed at you tummy every time Tegens hips met your tighs

The sound of skin slapping echoed throughout the room and his heavy balls slapped against your ass

That made you wonder how much he could come, that thought alone drove you crazy, the thought of his warm seed filling you had you clenching around his

The two of you moaned as Tengen chuckled and gasped your cheeks to force you to look up at him but it was hard cause you’re eyes were rolling back

“What’s got you clenching down on me so hard for princess?” He moans out

You could answer until he leaned down and pinched your nipple between his teeth as you yelp

“Answer me.”

“You- ugh~ you cumming in me Tengen-sama” you cried out

He chuckled and seemed to quicken his pace faster than before.

“That so. Glad to know we’re on the same page cause I’m going to fuck you till your stuffed.”

Yeah you couldn’t walk right for a week after that night

#tengen smut #tengen uzui x reader #uzui tengen x reader #uzui tengen x y/n #Uzui tengen x reader smut #Uzui tengen smut #tengen uzui smut #kny smut #kny x reader #demon slayer smut #demon slayer x reader

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warabidakihime · 1 year

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Lost in Paradise

★ characters: uzui tengen x reader X sanemi shinazugawa | modern au

★ plot summary: what happens when two people are left alone in a deserted island with no way of communicating with the outside world? they fall in love, of course.

★ fic playlist: TBA

★ content warnings : smut, profanity, implied adultery/cheating, slightly graphic.

a/n: this was just an idea that came up to me randomly and i immediately want to write it, so here it is. i know i have a lot of fics uploaded at the moment and i'm so behind on updates, but i can't help it. i also miss writing for tengen, but don't worry, once things have finally calmed down, i will get back to writing. i also really don't want to force myself to write as it will affect the quality of the story so i opted to write only when i'm in the mood.

anyway! i hope you enjoy this one the way you enjoyed parallel lines and invisible strings! also, speaking of tengen, the epilogue for invisible strings is currently underway so keep an eye on that too.

as always! comments and feed backs are highly appreciated! <3

“Good afternoon, passengers. This is the pre-boarding announcement for flight 89B to Rome. We are now inviting those passengers with small children and any passengers requiring special assistance to begin boarding at this time. Please have your boarding pass and identification ready. Regular boarding will begin in approximately ten minutes. Thank you.”

"That's our cue. Let's go, babe." You looked up from the book you were reading, still a bit dazed as you were so deep into the novel you were reading. Still, you held out your hand to your fiance, to which Sanemi gladly intertwined your fingers as you walked and boarded the plane.

He looked over to you with a loving smile on his face and said, "Let me guess, you want to sit by the window?"

You giggled, "You know me so well."

"I learned my lesson the last time I took the window seat." Sanemi chuckled

It was during your first anniversary trip to Peru when your fiance took the window seat. You said you didn't mind, but it was written all over your face that you were slightly upset at that time. Since then, Sanemi has let you sit by the window on your succeeding trips.

Window seats are universally loved by nearly everyone, but you have a very specific reason as to why you prefer to sit there than anywhere else. You're a writer yourself, and when you travel, you like to look around as much as possible in hopes of finding your next inspiration for your next novel. It can be something as miniscule as a street sign or something grandiose like witnessing someone get proposed to.

Your last novel was inspired by a woman jogging with her golden retriever, and as usual, your book was a success and was hailed as your best-selling piece. You won multiple awards, held multiple book signings both locally and internationally, and guested on multiple interviews. Just a few years ago, your debut novel was turned into a movie, and it was a blockbuster hit.

"And that's why you're the best fiance ever." you said as you gave him a smooch on the cheeks after settling down on your seat.

"I used to love being called the best boyfriend ever, but being called the best fiance is better."

"Wait til I call you the best husband ever after we get married." You said with a chuckle.

"Oh, I would love that. Can't wait to see you walk down that aisle; just thinking about it brings tears to my eyes." Sanemi confessed as he sported a dreamy look on his face, to which you responded by giving him another kiss, but on his lips this time.

"Me too, baby."

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome onboard Flight 89B with service from Tokyo to Rome. We are currently third in line for takeoff and are expected to be in the air in approximately fourteen hours time. We ask that you please fasten your seatbelts at this time and secure all baggage underneath your seat or in the overhead compartments. We also ask that your seats and table trays be in the upright position for takeoff. Please turn off all personal electronic devices, including laptops and cell phones. Smoking is prohibited for the duration of the flight. Thank you for choosing Japan Airlines. Enjoy your flight.”

You met Sanemi through a mutual friend when he tagged along on your trip to Okinawa. He was the best friend of your best friend's boyfriend. You didn't like him at first because he was so grouchy when you first met, but as you got to know him more over the trip, you realized he was just as soft as he was gruff; it's just not his style to be upfront about his emotions.

Sanemi was the first to confess.

After your trip to Okinawa, you gave each other's phone numbers and social media profiles and have kept in touch ever since. You're not one to spend ungodly hours on your phone, but after meeting him, you would check your phone for any notifications from him. It came to a point where you would check your phone first thing in the morning after waking up.

Sanemi fell first, but you definitely fell harder.

Mitsuri, your best friend showed no mercy in teasing you when you first opened up about your budding infatuation towards his friend because you really did dislike him when you first met him.

You were so hellbent on not associating yourself with Sanemi ever again, but here you are, three years later, happily engaged to him.

Love truly moves in mysterious ways.

Sanemi kissed you back, "I love you so much. Thank you for saying yes."

Feeling your own tears well up in your eyes, you tried to brush it off by giggling, "I love you too, Sanemi."

Three hours into your flight from Tokyo to Rome, your book had been forgotten, and you were now snuggled close to Sanemi, who was reading the newest reports about his favorite basketball team on his tablet. He was also doing some extra work to kill time.

You don't know shit about basketball or sports in general, but you don't mind listening to him babble on about his hobbies the way he would listen to you fangirl about the novels you've been reading.

While he watched the video, he had one arm comfortably wrapped around your shoulders, lulling you to sleep as he urged you to take a nap because you wouldn't be able to reach your destination for another eleven hours or so.

You were finally sound asleep when the pilot's voice broke out across the plane, his voice clearly tinged with urgency.

"Good day, everyone. I'm sorry to interrupt your peaceful trip, but I'd like to let everyone know that we will be experiencing some hard turbulence, but don't worry, we will do our best to keep everyone safe. Make sure your seatbelts are properly fastened—"

Everything unfolded so quickly.

You were about to turn to face Sanemi when he seized you in his arms, and everything went black in an instant.

“Y/N!!!”

You screamed as you bolted awake from your deep slumber

"Oh, you're finally awake."

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Fights and Sweet Touches (Part 4)

A/N: Guess who's back? 😅 This will probably be the biggest part of this little series, just FYI. Part 5 has not been written yet due to the school year starting but any free time I have will be to finishing it!

Warning(s): separation of spouses, depression, anxiety, mental illness, recovery, self deprecation, reunification of separated spouses, mentions of illness, spoilers for KNY: Entertainment District Arc

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SPOILERS FOR THE ENTERTAINMENT DISTRICT ARC ARE PRESENT! TURN AROUND IF YOU DO NOT WISH TO BE SPOILED!

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"Y/N-chan?”

The silence that followed that simple but heavily complicated address was near deafening. No one moved, no one spoke, no one dared to breathe as you stared at the three women in front of you, so far yet so damn close.

How could this have happened?

When you began to cry, you don’t remember, but as you stood there, world on fire and anxiety screaming bloody murder, you took notice of the wetness on your cheeks, the salty liquid coming to stain the fabric of your kimono. This couldn’t be-, this was impossible-, they were supposed to never find you- !

“Y/N-chan!”

A pair of warm, memory-riddled arms came to wrap around your neck, ripping you out of your thoughts and back into reality, quickly stumbling to take note that it was Suma, sweet, blubbering Suma hugging you.

Just as quickly as she came to hug you, she pulled away, a look of surprise on her face as she did the one thing that made you want to scream to the heavens in terror.

Her gaze settled on my large midsection, awed wonder flooding her childish features. “Y/N-chan are you-?!”

Before she could even begin to finish that damning question, an alarming shout filled the air.

“What is the meaning of this?!”

Your attention fell onto Riku-san without a moment’s hesitation, the older woman’s face marred in a fearsome glare as she stormed over to your location behind the counter.

“You will remove your hands from her this instant!” Her hands gently yet sternly pulled you away from Suma’s grasp, glare never ceasing to exist. “Who do you think you are, coming into my shop and harassing one of my employees?!”

Before you could even try to mitigate the situation, a snarling Makio appeared at Suma’s side, the feisty kunoichi nearly touching noses with your boss. “Get your hands off of our wife, NOW!”

“WIFE?!”

Riku-san’s hold only tightened with your wife’s declaration, pulling you against her plump chest. “Do I look like I give a damn who you are, girl?! You girls CANNOT and WILL NOT come in here like a bull in a china shop, disturbing my staff and other patrons, regardless of your marital relations to Ahmya-san!”

“R-Riku-san, please, it’s okay-,” You stumbled over your words like a child, hands shaking and mind far too chaotic at the moment to make any sense of what was going on.

“Ahmya-san?” At some point in all of the chaos, Hinatsuru had appeared in the space between you and your other wives, concerned confusion present on her beautiful face as she placed a calming hand on Makio’s shaking shoulder. “Their name is Y/N.”

Hearing your true name sent icy shivers down your spine, mouth growing dry as the ability to breath grew more laborious with each passing second. The urge to scream plagued your mind, warring aggressively against the instinct to run to them, to let Makio hold you, to breathe in her scent of honey suckles and freshly tilled earth. Your heart was begging for the feeling of Hinatsuru’s feather soft lips to grace your full ones, to hold Suma’s hand and never let go. They had been your anything and everything, the stars to your moon, and just seeing them after all this time, after all the tears and heartbreak, you felt as if you were splitting into two.

You knew better though. A swift kick from the child within your womb reminded you of that.

“I don’t care what their name is, you three need to leave!” Riku-san pointed a stern finger towards the shop door. “They are in no condition to undergo the emotional stress you three are inflicting on them!”

Hinatsuru stepped forward with her hands clasped together, tears saturated with desperation flooding her violet irises. “Please, we mean no harm! We’ve been searching for Y/N-chan for months-!”

“Perhaps there’s a reason why they left you. Have you thought of that?” The shopkeeper gazed at Hinatsuru without a speck of remorse, hand coming to rest on her hip.

They-they had been searching for you?

Raging emotions threatened to strangle your heart, helpless as you watched a fiery Makio take an defensive stance, hands curled into her fists. “You don’t know anything lady-!”

“I know plenty, thank you very much! I know that the lousy man you call a husband practically cast Ahmya-san from your shared home, berating her for having the simple want of having a child of their own!” Riku-san snarled at the three unnerved women standing before her, her mouth relentless and bearing acidic venom.

Suma, who was hardly holding it together, let out a pleading sob, shaking her head in earnest. “Please! We’ve come so far-!”

Miwa stepped forward with her arms crossed over her chest. “I believe your mother told you to exit our shop. Leave on your own or I’ll remove you myself!”

“Y/N!” Suma begged, curling herself around Makio’s right arm with tears gushing down her cheeks, the very same ones you longed to hold in the cusp of your palms as you kissed her peach tasting lips. “Please!”

Makio held the other kunoichi close, voice cracking with emotion, something that only occurred once in a blue moon. “We only want to talk! You don’t need to hide from us!”

Oh, how could you not? You were carrying the unwanted child of your husband, the one he had been so adamant about preventing at all costs. In your selfishness, you had torn apart the only good thing that had occurred, forced to leave behind the life you had cherished with every fiber of your being. So many nights had been spent in tears as you attempted to reconcile with yourself, to force your weeping heart into reluctant submission whilst it cried for your spouses. The lack of closure was what was really killing you in the end; you had been able to say goodbye to your mother when she passed, to watch your siblings leave the family estate, to bid your abusive and neglectful father one last damned farewell, one he brushed off without a care in the world. Hinatsuru stole your attention away from your dire thoughts with a simple but heartbreaking sob, clearly muffled but still existent, and the very sound had your knees shaking in weakness.

Tear-filled pools of violet met your (e/c), your wife of reason wavering in both voice and body as she spoke. “Please, just give us a moment to explain! If not for us, for your own sanity!”

“Ladies, I would leave while you can! Riku-san here has quite the temper” Hoshi-sensei moved to corral your wives out the door, nervous sweat rolling down his forehead whilst looking at your boss’ unmoving form of steel.

The three kunoichi paid the doctor no mind as Miwa-san stepped forward, Suma reaching out to your frozen form with pure and unadulterated despair. “Y/N-chan!”

Why were they being so persistent? What could they possibly want from you, the wayward and troublemaking wife? You had only been a burden, Tengen had told you so all those months ago! Why were they here?!

A soft voice sounded from the deep recesses of your mind, so weak that one could barely hear its message. You, however, heard it loud and clear.

‘Maybe I was never a burden to them after all.’

“W-wa-wait.”

No one must have expected you to talk in that moment because before you could even begin to think of what to say next in this impossibly messy situation, six sets of eyes were on you and Kami you couldn’t do this!

“I-I wish to hear the-them out, Riku-san.” The joyful surprise on your wives’ faces made the guilt weighing heavy on your shoulders even more taxing to carry, your gaze falling upon the older woman’s visage of aversion. “P-please.”

The older woman’s calculating gaze fell on your quivering form, inspecting your person with a sharp eye before. It was only after a few moments of suffocating silence, Riku-san pulled away with a grunt of displeasure. “I will allow this conversation to take place. However-!”

She sent a warning glare to your wives, practically daring them to destroy their chances to speak with you. “-if one of you upsets Ahmya-san, you must swear that you will never return to our village.”

Your eyes flew wide with surprise, a gasp escaping your lips at hearing the woman’s audacious ultimatum. “Riku-san-!”

Suma, much to your surprise, cut you off mid-objection, her pools of gorgeous sapphire unmoving and brimming with stubborn determination. “We accept your terms!”

“Very well,” Riku-san retorted with a nod, unfolding her arms with a sense of finality coloring her body features. Her attention returned to your person, her gaze comforting yet firm. “Miwa and I will be in the other room. Do NOT hesitate to call for one of us, do you understand?”

“Hai, Riku-san.” You gave her a slight bow of agreeance, not allowing yourself to look her in the eyes. You didn’t have the right; you had lied to her about so many things.

A worn hand gently took hold of your chin, forcing you to look at the woman who was nothing short of a mother to you. Much to your surprise, you saw a pained demeanor of understanding painting her aging features.

“We all lie for a reason, child. Have no shame in the ones you have spun to protect yourself with. If you do, the guilt will eat you from the outside in.” With that, she pulled away, beckoning for Miwa-san to follow her. “Come along Miwa, there’s fabric to sort in the back.”

Miwa flicked her gaze between you and her, clearly torn. “Mama-!”

“Now, girl.”

The young woman cast you one last look of worry before doing as she was told, quietly shuffling after her hurricane of a mother.

“And Hoshi! Leave the herbs and don’t let the door hit you on the way out!”

The aging man watched the two women leave with his mouth agape but quickly did as he was told, placing the herbs on the inner counter. He turned to you, uncertainty in his eyes, but looking to your awaiting wives and back. “Good luck, girly!”

With that, the man practically flew out of the shop, the soft ringing of the bell being the only sound that filled the tense atmosphere. You didn’t have the strength to lift your gaze from its place of your breasts, no, you had no right to. You were the one that was a burden, you were the one that had abandoned your role and its responsibilities, one that you had been so graciously gifted with. And now, you were bearing the child your husband, your rock and liberator, had explicitly stated that he didn’t want. Your wives obeyed every order Tengen gave, listened to every piece of advice he dished out, followed him wherever he ventured. Hinatsuru served as his rationality, Makio his stubbornness, and Suma his emotions. They were the chosen ones, Suma had even willingly accept Hinatsuru and Makio into their marriage! The trio had simply been informed by Tengen without a bat of an eye that oh here you were, a fourth wife, one that couldn’t defend herself, who was attention starved and in need of so much love and attention and work-. In the end, you had always been the outsider; your wives had kept their thoughts on having children in the future and you had never been good at thinking like them, of differentiating the responsibilities of the Demon Slayer Corps. and those of personal want. You simply were you, a born and raised civilian who had been born into a family of wealth and status, beaten with the silver spoon of privilege rather than in your mouth, and always, no matter the situation, left alone. Why-?!

A firm yet gentle squeeze of your right hand abruptly ripped you away from your quicksand-like thoughts, mind reeling as you anxiously looked around to find the owner of the foreign limb holding yours. Tears instantly welled in your pools of (e/c) the moment they met the gorgeous blue ones of Suma, the ones you cried over for weeks whenever you found yourself focusing on pails of water or ocean patterned yukatas too much. Her sapphire irises threatened to swallow you whole, so small and hesitant like a young child with a stranger, body trembling in fear at the simple touch that you had once melted into.

“We’re so glad you’re okay, Y/N-chan,” A loud sniffle escaped the emotional woman, her voice straining with the need to cry. “We thought we lost you forever. Everyone’s been searching for you everywhere!”

Everyone? Even Ten-?

Heart crying out in agony, you shook your head adamantly, snatching your hand away from the teary kunoichi. “Why, why on earth would you be searching for me?! I’m a burden-!”

“Shut your mouth!”

Makio stepped forward with her golden brown eyes alit with rage that was threatening to break free, hands clenched into fists of frustration. “Why wouldn’t we be searching for you?! You’re our wife! How shallow do you think we are-?!”

“Makio! You’re not helping!” Hinatsuru glared at her fellow kunoichi with a stern glare, waiting until Makio loosened her posture with a huff before turning her attention back to you. “Y/N-chan, I only speak for myself, Suma, and Makio when I say this so please, give us a moment to speak with you!”

“Tengen-sama informed us what transpired between you two, of those vile words he spat. Allow us to tell you without a shred of a doubt that never in a thousand years have we thought of you so lowly, to see you as a burden or greedy! Never have you been either of these things, in fact I can’t believe you’re capable of being such a person!” The violet-eyed woman placed tender, steadying hands on your quivering shoulders, tears cascading wetly down your (s/c) cheeks. “You are one of the greatest things that ever happened to us, and for so many reasons! Never could we’ve imagined being able to have a place that we’re eager to come to because we know we can shed our pasts at the door, that we can simply be us. Not kunoichi, not Demon Slayers, but wives to one of the most dedicated and empathetic people we’ve had the pleasure to meet.”

“Hina’s right! You changed our lives for the better! We’ve never been good at relaxing, at taking the time to enjoy caring for plants or to learn how to cook food that isn’t just nutritional but super yummy! You taught us that’s something outside fighting all the time!” With a wail, Suma wrapped herself once more around your upper arm, weeping in earnest.

Makio gave an anxious nod of agreement, arms crossed over her chest in defiance, a faint blush on her cheeks. “We learned how to be people because of you. You’re the one we’ve always looked forward to seeing, one of the reasons to fight with all our hearts so we can come home to you.”

“So when we came home to find you and your stuff gone, it felt like our world had shattered all over again!” Anger swiftly replaced her humility in a blur of a second, a snarl forming on her lips. You knew what she was referring to, ghost-like clawed hands faintly drifting down your clothes covered thighs, inciting an ice cold shiver of fear to wiggle down your spine. “And everything only got worse when Tengen-sama told us what happened, the bastard! He allowed his trauma to speak for not only him but for us as well and we didn’t even get the chance to dispute it because it was too fucking late!”

A choked sob unwillingly escaped your painted lips, chest aching with heartache and want because your wives, all three of your strong, beautiful wives, were right in front of you, dispelling all of the horrible thoughts and feelings that had been plaguing you since your final interaction with Tengen. Your hands flew your mouth, knees dangerously knocking against each other as you attempted to hold yourself together-.

They still loved you.

In a flurry of movements and emotions, your knees gave way and suddenly you found yourself nestled in Hinatsuru’s arms, Makio and Suma crowding around you two with worry. “Y/N-chan-!”

“You still love me.” The sobs were nearly suffocating, a wave of pure and unadulterated relief overwhelming. “Kami, you still love me!”

Your words seemed to break the straw in the camel’s back, the three women smothering you in cuddles and sweet words in a matter of milliseconds, Suma rubbing her silk smooth cheek against your own whilst Makio took hold of your hand. “Of course we still love you stupid, we’ll always love you! You’re not only our wife but our best friend! Heck, you have to be one of your soulmates with how you came into our lives!”

“And what an honor it is to call you one of our soulmates.” Calloused hand wiping away the moist tears marring your face, Hinatsuru gazed at you with warm springs of amethyst. “I can’t think of living a life without you in it, Y/N-chan, none of us can.”

“Absolutely!” “For sure!”

Who all fell under this blanket of love however?

“I-I can’t come home. Not with-, not like this.” Anxiety munched away at your already shot nerves, fresh tears welling up in your eyes. “Tengen-!”

“-is an asshole and we along with all of the Hashira have told him so! Hell, even Tanjiro and the kids gave him a piece of their mind!” Makio huffed, golden brown irises on fire with indignation.

“Makio!”

Before Suma and Makio could devolve into a pointless argument, Hinatsuru cleared her throat, effectively silencing the other two kunoichi. The more reserved of the three graced with a smile as warm as the sun, her free hand coming to gently cup the swell of your stomach. “This baby is everything any of us have ever wanted, Y/N-chan. To hear the patter of little feet on the hardwood, to have a little boy or girl with Tengen-sama’s hair and your eyes and smile, to enjoy everything pregnancy has to offer-.”

“-especially with how big your chest has gotten, and how pretty you’d be! We’ve even roleplayed it when you weren’t in the room!” Suma chimed in, no shame whatsoever on her face as Makio and Hinatsuru turned red as tomatoes from complete and utter embarrassment.

“Shut it, dumbass!” One of Makio’s fists made brutal contact with the top of Suma’s head, the blue wearing kunoichi breaking out into wails. “We said we’d never talk about that!”

You too were quick to hide your own embarrassment, a squeak escaping you as you covered your flush face with your hand. Had they really had-, and to you being-?!

Hinatsuru let out a nervous cough, clearly bothered by the revelation of your wives supposed secret kinks. “*Ahem*, that aside, it’s honestly a very welcomed surprise to see you well, in your condition.”

Hand drifting to rest at your middle thigh, Makio shyly made the most minimal eye contact with you, voice no louder than a mumble. “Look even better than I imagined.”

Oh Kami, give me strength!

How much thought had they put into this? In all honesty, you wanted to know but you knew that it was not the place nor the time to explore your wives’ well, bedroom fantasies.

“E-even if you three are okay with this,” You took your bottom lip between your teeth, worrying away. “What about Tengen?”

“Oh fu-!”

“MAKIO!”

The fiery kunoichi pulled away with a scoff, crossing her arms over her chest. “You two shouldn’t be defending him! He’s the reason we’re all in this mess anyway!”

“We’ve all made mistakes, Makio. He’s are just especially stupid.” Hinatsuru glared at your fellow wife, distaste of Makio’s brash words evident. “Tengen-sama is still our husband and our lord; give respect where it is due!”

“But, does he really deserve it?”

All eyes fell onto Suma’s solemn face, eyes downcast and bottom lip trembling. “Makio’s right. Y/N-chan only left because of what he said! We’ve had to miss out on the majority of their pregnancy, something we’ve always imagined experiencing together! If he hadn’t said what he said, we would have never gone to the Entertainment District and Tengen-sama would have never been hurt-!”

“Hurt?”

An uncomfortable silence filled the room, all three of your wives shutting up tighter than a clam, tears forming in all of their eyes.

“Te-Tengen’s been hurt? Is he okay?” You pulled away from Hinatsuru, it suddenly became so hard to breathe. “What happened to him?”

Suma let out a wail and Makio grimaced, unwilling to meet your eyes, Hinatsuru clearly unsure whether to answer your questions or leave you hanging. “He-he was-.”

“He was what?”

The need to know ate all your remaining reserves, hands shaking as all of the worst scenarios played out in your head. Had Tengen died? Realization hit you with the force of a well-aimed back hand, knocking you back into rational reality. Your wives followed Tengen everywhere; they served as his eyes and ears, seeing as how Tengen was subpar at stealth, a true testament of how the Sound Hashira had come to reject his upbringing. If your wives were here but Tengen wasn’t, then-!

Trembling in her spot before your position, Hinatsura finally gained the ability to speak her thoughts into words. “A month ago, Tengen-sama fought Upper Moon Six alongside Tanjiro and his friends.”

Eyes going wide, the knowing dread of what the purple-eyed kunoichi sunk into your chest. Faintly, Tengen’s voice echoed in the back of your mind.

“Muzan Kibutsuji has twelve loyal demons of great but unflamboyant strength commonly known in the Corps as the Twelve Kizuki. These demons are split into two groups: Upper Moons and Lower Moons.” Tengen gazed at you with brutal honesty in all manners of his body language and voice, arms crossed over his thick chest. “Demon Slayers of all abilities over the centuries have come into contact with these foul creatures, Hashiras specifically. Lower moons have been defeated but with a sacrifice of some degree. Encounters with an Upper Moon are death sentences that no slayer, regardless of whether they are a Kinoe or Hashira, have yet to escape.”

‘Encounters with an Upper Moon are death sentences to no slayer, regardless of whether they are a Kinoe or Hashira, have yet to escape.’

“He’s dead, isn’t he?” You couldn’t stop the words from falling out, so damningly heavy with painful reality.

“No! Tengen-sama survived! It-its’ just, well-!” Suma objected, twiddling with her fingers, a nervous habit of hers.

“Just spit it out already, idiot!” Makio barked, finally looking you in the eye. “Tengen-sama was badly injured in the fight but luckily for us, Nezuko-chan was there. She flushed the poisons from his system! Sadly, she couldn’t replace his eye or hand-.”

“We’ve withdrawn from the Demon Slayer Corps. because of the extent of his injuries. We can finally retire and have a family, just like we always talked about.” You trembled at Hinatsuru’s words, arms wrapping around your well-rounded stomach.

It couldn’t be possible. Tengen had come in contact with an Upper Moon and survived? And he had been so badly hurt that he had been forced to retire? They had always talked about retiring, about all of them settling down and doing the whole civilian thing, of starting the family you had always dreamed about. The one that was already underway.

“W-where is he?” You searched your wives’ faces for answers. “Does he know you’re here?”

“No, the last time we spoke with Tengen was three weeks ago. He wanted to continue searching for you while he recovered at the Butterfly Mansion.” Hinatsuru gave a shake of her head, lips drawn in a tight line.

“He’s been in the dog house since you left. Minimal contact both physical and through writing. It’s been frustrating him to no end.” Makio chimed in, a grimace once again taking root on her lips. “If you’re worried about us telling him, don’t worry. What we do next is up to you.”

“Oh, they know exactly what they’re going to do next!”

All eyes fell upon Riku-san’s ungiving form in the doorway, a stern glare on her aging face. “Ahmya-san is going to return home with you three and they’re going to put that bastard husband of yours in his place!”

Miwa-san poked her out from behind the curtain, face red with embarrassment. “MAMA!”

The five women looked to you, each set of eyes searching for your rebuttal. It was your choice, the ball was in your court. Would you stay here where you knew you were safe and stable, or would you return home where Tengen could simply outright reject you like he had done before?

You hated making big choices like this.

After a few moments of heavy silence and even heavier thoughts, you lifted your head.

“Let’s go home.”

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𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐑 | 𝑈. 𝑇𝐸𝑁𝐺𝐸𝑁 x Reader|Pt. 2

TW: manipulation, explicit sexual content, yandere, stalking

AO3 LINK!!!!

PART ONE!!!

Notes: ehehehehehe, gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss!

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(3 months later)

"Tengen! You have to eat something, please!" (Name) exclaimed to him, as he sat on the veranda of the Uzui Mansion. He had been sitting there almost every day, trying to reimagine his memories with his wives. But every time he did, he would remember the bloodbath that happened three months earlier. Luckily, (Name) had ordered the discardment of most of the belongings of his wives, so he wouldn't break down every time.

(Name) moved in with him and had permission from Oyakata-sama and Rengoku to do so. He needed support so he wouldn't fall into an abyss. (Name) took this opportunity to get even closer to him. Taking care of him, holding him as he cried, taking him to bed, and feeding him. She was devoted to her god. He saved her, so now it's her turn to save him. Her plan of making him fall in love with her was slowly working.

"I will, I promise." He quietly responded.

She sighed, standing behind his sitting form. "You said that last time too. Get up. I made your favourite, fugu sashimi. I know you like it made by my hand."

His ears perked up at the sound of his favourite food, and he stood up, following her inside to the dining area. He sat down at the empty table, which used to be full, and looked at (Name), who walked over, bringing a plate with the food. She placed it in front of him and returned to the kitchen to clean up. Tengen dug in, and sighed at the taste. She had made it for him before at the corps HQ and since that day, he has only loved it made by her hands.

He savoured the dish and looked at (Name), who was putting some utensils up. At first he felt horrible for making (Name) go out on missions and also care for him, but she reassured him that she was returning the favour of him saving her life. She walked over and gently smiled at the empty plate, content with his eating. She walked over to the sink, did the dishes, and hummed her song. As she was focused on cleaning, she didn't notice Tengen, who had crept up behind her. He grasped her waist and rested his chin on her shoulder.

"Tengen?" She asked, worried about his behaviour.

"Shh. Let me hold you." Tengen whispered, his lips brushing against her skin. "Thank you. For being here. For taking care of my worthless ass."

(Name) finished washing the dishes and drying her hands before turning to him and saying, "You are far from worthless. You are worth everything to me. You are my soul, Tengen. Don’t you dare condemn yourself. Take all the time you need to heal; I will wait patiently. I will hold you in your darkest hours. I have devoted myself to you; I'm not leaving."

Tengen’s eyes widened and brightened at her words. He realised that she had never left him and that she had truly saved him from the darkness. Without her, he would have probably fallen into an ocean of despair. His eyes trailed across her face, which was laced with concern and adoration. Her eyebrows scrunched at his silence, so she tried to speak. But before she could, he bent down to her level, and his lips smashed against hers.

He pulled her closer by the waist and felt her warmth radiating onto him. In contact with his own, her lips were pillowy, soft, almost silken. As they breathed each other in, he felt a gentle tingle from her breath tickling his nose. His hands brushed through her hair. Their bodies pressed together heatedly, breathing heavily as their lips moulded together. Warmth bloomed in (Name’s) chest, sparks igniting as Tengen lifted her and placed her on the counter. He took the entirety of her in. The smell of her perfume, the soft, flowery scent of her conditioner, the sliver of skin under her shirt. He took it all in. (Name’s) arms wrapped behind Tengen’s neck, pulling him even closer. They stayed like this for what seemed like hours until they pulled away, breathing heavily.

"Too fast?" Tengen asked, smiling at her flushed expression.

(Name) blinked, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "No, just perfect. You're improving day by day. Even if you are using me to get your frustrations out."

Tengen stood between her legs, grasping her chin in his large hand. "I would never. I was just too damn slow to realise that you fucking love me. Too slow to realise that I may feel the same way. Too slow to realise that this time, you saved me."

Her eyes brimmed with tears, and they fell down her cheeks.

He loves me. Loves me. H̷̢̞͈̜̝̠̘̆̑̀é̸̡̗͓͓̪͓̘̈́̕ ̴͙͚̦̻͚̯͇̙̃͗̊̾̋̃͛͗͋̕͜l̸̩͔̂̀̂̈́̐̔̎͆̏̕͠ö̴̡̡͉̯̪͙̖́v̶̳̒́͐̍̿̇ę̷̛̗͓̰̰͖̻̒͂̑̀̅̀̕͘s̸͍͈̮̰̥̗̒͑̆͗̐̾͝ͅ ̸̢̡̞̪̹͎͕͒͝m̶̢͚̪͙̝̜̯͍̯̰̅͆̄̈́̿͒ͅe̸̛̼̘͔̥̟̼͍̎̄̃̓̃̚̕͝ͅ.̶̘̜̣͎̲̞̏̂ ̷̧̧̖͓̯͗̅̋̓͋̓̕͜͝Ļ̵̤͉̝̱̿͊̄̎ͅơ̶̞̬͙͎͆͂͝v̶̧̰͔̰̱̩̮̺̲̬̊̆̊ȇ̸͕͆̀̓̎͝s̶͍̘͓̬̙̜̄̍̍̉ ̵̞̎͜ͅͅm̵̨̈́͆̒͂̚ē̸̡̺̤͉͙̈́̽̔̆͋͜.̵̻́̈́̋̊̾̓͋̑̚͝ ̸̭̬̬̈́̂̚L̴̢͚͔̪̥͉̻̳̈́̑̌̀̏̆̍̔̚͠ọ̷̬̲̞̹͆̀̾̉̔̒͘͘v̵̙̗̟̫͚̰͆̈́̈́͌e̶̛͔͔̳̺͖͒̐̋̃̃̚͠s̵̡̭͈̦̲͚̦̱̽̆̊̏̈́̏̐̒̋ ̸̡͚̞̦̯͖̱̞̥̃́̏̑̓̕͝ṃ̶̛͔̗͖͈̺̘̞̿̀̃̂e̶̥͊́.̸̱͓̜̾̈́̓̈̈́́̆͂̚̕̚ ̶̧͓̩̟̓͐̍͊͒̿̑̕̚͝͝L̸̯͔̘̯̒̓̕ó̴̡̟̱̉͌̏̀͂̀̎̒̚v̸̮͍̮͔̜̼̳̟̖̦̇̋̆͊̾̈́̔̌͠è̵̞̹͙̹͝s̵̘͈̔̾̈̓̔͝ ̶̣̪̪̞͕͈͕͕̮̈́̑͑̓̽ͅm̶̺͍͈̝͙̬̏̀̃̌́̓̔͘e̵̡̫̘̖̤͙͚̩̓̏̀.̵̼͔͍̆̆̈́̇̚ͅ ̴̦̹̍̀̌ͅĻ̵̡͙̝͕̳̠̹̹̟̋͗̉͝o̸̧̞̣͚̘̼̫͔͗̇̽̈̀͠͝ͅv̷̨̯̤̯̞͍̦̲̘̥͕̈́̍͝é̴̡̛̺̟̪͖̤͔͓̝͂̊͜ͅş̶̧̰͉͎̦̮̝̲̖̏̃͌̃̽̋͂̀̀͛ͅ ̵̪̼̠̯͖̋͒͂̈́͐͗̀̒̕͠͝m̴̢̗̳̄̽̎͆̕͝e̸̛̥͍̯͜.̸̻͍̠̜̚. The flower was right!

The secret admirer had followed her to the mansion and had started leaving the sunset-coloured roses there too. So she used them to pass the time. ‘He loves me. He loves me, not’ Her everyday game. And it would always end with ‘He loves me.’ And fate seemed to prove itself at that moment.

"I do. I do love you. I don’t expect you to give yourself to me right now. I will wait for you until the end of time, if so be it. No one will break us apart. No one." She replied, her tears blurring her eyes.

His gentle hands wiped them away from her cheeks, "In due time. The gods will bind our fate. You have my word, (Name). But for today, let me have you. Let me take care of you. Let me love you."

She had done it. She had made him hers. After months of work. He was hers. And no one would dare say otherwise. The two of them basked in each other's glory for the day. Their lips touched. Their bare skin on each other. His fingers caressed her warmth. His tongue was spelling his name out. His cock was buried in her sopping cunt. His head was hidden in her neck, his voice groaning after every thrust.

This is how she wanted it. The two of them. Together. With no one in their way.

They say that, when you first fall in love, there is attraction. Attraction turns into a bond. A bond, which becomes the colour of love. Love, whose foundation is trust. Trust, which is deeper than devotion. Devotion, that has madness in it. And madness, which leads to death. But for her, that madness would just lead to an unyielding obsession with her saviour. And not even God could stop her limitless love for him.

(1 year later)

A whole year of waiting led to this day. He will finally be mine. The gods stand as judges and the stars stand witness.

(Name) thought, looking into the mirror as Mitsuri and Shinobu did her hair and makeup.

"I’m so happy for you (Name)-chan. You and Uzui-san are meant for each other. And you look like a goddess in this kimono!" Mitsuri preached, joining the two braids with a star clip to the back of her head. She combed through the bottom half, fluffing the curls.

Shinobu finished her final touches and agreed, saying, "I knew it would happen sooner or later. He saved you. You saved him. Your destinies are intertwined."

(Name) glanced at the two of them, smiling, and said, "I can't thank you enough. I appreciate you so much for helping me get ready today."

"You're our friend! And it's your special day. We will always be ready to witness your happiness. I can’t wait to get married to a hero too! You will be there, right?" Mitsuri announced.

"Of course! Like you said, we are friends. And when that time comes, I’ll be the one making you look even more beautiful than you already do."

Mitsuri gasped and hugged her, and (Name) hugged her back. Looking at Shinobu, she beckoned her to join in. The three of them embraced each other until a knock echoed throughout the room. Shinobu bellowed for the stranger to come in, and a head of yellow-red hair peeked in.

Rengoku stepped in and took a long look at (Name) and smiled, saying, "You look breathtaking, Starfire."

(Name) smiled, walking up to him and giving him a tight hug. "Thank you, Kyojurou. And thank you again for walking me down."

"Of course!" Rengoku proclaimed, pulling away and kissing her forehead. He brought his hand out, and she grasped it, walking out of the room with Mitsuri and Shinobu following behind.

They all walked to the shrine, ready to take part in a huge celebration. Mitsuri and Shinobu joined the guests, and Rengoku walked her over to Tengen. Whose eyes were sparkling at the sight of (Name). Rengoku kissed her cheek and wished her good luck before joining the guests as well.

Tengen, who stood in front of her, grasped her trembling hands and whispered, "You look like a goddess." She smiled and mouthed a ‘thank you’ to him.

The priest walked over and began the ceremony.

They performed the purification rite (Shubatsu 修祓) first, in which all in attendance stood and bowed to be symbolically purified.

Next, they performed the prayer (Norito-sojo 祝詞奏上) in which the Shinto priest announces the marriage of the bridal couple to the shrine altar, and all in attendance stand and bow.

The third was the beginning of the most important parts. The exchange of sake (San San Kudo 三々九度). The priest held the tray with the sake, and the two of them took turns sipping three times from cups of three sizes: small, medium, and large (The first two times, the cup is raised to one’s lips. The sake is only drunk at the third sip.)

After they were done, Tengen and (Name) approached the true altar and spoke their wedding vows with large voices (Seishi Sodoku 誓詞奏読).

The next ritual was to represent the safe end of the ceremony, (Tamagushi Hoten 新郎新婦玉串奉奠). The couple received the sakaki branch from the shrine maiden and placed it at the altar. Tengen and (Name) bowed twice and clapped twice.

The last ritual was the exchanging of rings (Yubi-wa Kokan 指輪の交換). Tengen slipped on a beautiful ring that had an intricate design of a diamond in the middle and a twisted band that had small rubies in it. (Name) did the same to him; his ring was similar to hers. A simple ring with small diamonds in the middle and two ruby bands on each end. The crowd consumed the shrine with claps and yells of happiness.

The two of them grasped each other's hands and turned to them, smiling and waving. (Name) looked at Rengoku, who seemed unfazed until he noticed her glancing at him. He immediately smiled and laughed heavily, but the laugh seemed to be missing something…

They both headed towards the guests, chatting and exchanging hugs. Congratulations were heard all around the room for many minutes as they met everyone. Oyakata-sama also blessed the two of them with a prosperous marriage. As they both walked out of the shrine, they were met with a setting sun and a shining Venus, who watched over them, overseeing their bond.

(Timeskip- 7 Months Later)

Tengen was happier than ever. He was back as a flamboyant demon slayer with (Name) by his side, fighting with him. The two of them were a sight to behold: the shinobi and his goddess. Their match was known throughout the corps. But a certain admirer still didn't stop dropping flowers by the mansion. Fortunately, (Name) bore with it and ended up planting them out in the garden. Tengen was coming back to the Uzui mansion from an important mission, excited to see (Name). As he entered the home, the smell of ramen broth hit his nose, and he sighed, happy to be home.

"I’m home!" Tengen yelled out in the open.

"Welcome back, my love!" A gentle voice bellowed out to him from the kitchen.

Tengen walked into the kitchen and met a pregnant (Name), who walked up to him and gave him a kiss.

"Babe, you are glowing! Lookin all ravishing for me today?" He purred, rubbing her belly with a gentle hand.

"I look ravishing every day, darling." She crooned, smirking up at him.

"True that. But you look so fuckable right now with your little mom slippers. I just wanna gobble you all up."

"Please, you are always so desperate after a mission."

“No, no, you really do! I-I just." He stammered.

"What's stopping you?"

"Huh?"

"What's stopping you from ravishing me?" She grinned.

"N-nothing…"

"Exactly..." she whispered seductively.

"Fuck…you are one wicked woman."

"Oh, I know that. So are you going to? Or are you going to back out and-"

She was cut off by Tengen lifting her up bridal style and walking to the main bedroom. He placed her gently on the bed and hovered over her, smirking down at her.

"You were saying?" He teased her.

"You sly shinobi."

He chuckled and kissed her passionately while she kicked off her slippers. His hands wandered to her robe and untangled the knot, meeting her naked body.

“You sly woman. I come home to this?” He groaned, copying her words, his eyes soaking up her body.

"Clothes are too heavy now. I already have to carry this kid. It’s a hassle." She responded while undoing his headband and ponytail.

He laughed and nipped her neck while moving his hands down to her lower stomach. He moved down and kissed it, saying, "Can’t wait to meet you, little one. I’m gonna love ya so much."

She smiled down at her husband and saw his adoring look at her belly. Before she could speak, his fingers had already made their way down to her soaked cunt. His thumb gently rubbed her clit and his middle and ring fingers slipped easily into her.

"Mmm fuck... right there." She moaned, shutting her eyes to feel him more.

His fingers curled upwards and hit a sensitive spot, at which she grasped his hair, moaning.

"Tengen please~" She whined, bucking her hips into his fingers, desperately reaching for her climax.

"Can’t have my woman waiting, now, can I? You've done so much for me. I love you so much, pretty girl, you know. Imma take care of you." He said this as he continued teasing her walls.

She hummed a response and waited for him to continue his ministrations. His lips latched on to her sensitive bundle of nerves, and his tongue teased her little nub. Tengen thrust his fingers as he played with her clit making her get closer and closer to a release. (Name’s) moans got louder and louder, and her voice echoed throughout the mansion, reaching every corner of the place.

Abruptly, he stopped, the moment he realised she was extremely close. He pulled away and came back up to her face.

(Name) fluttered her eyelids open, meeting his fuschia-coloured eyes. "Why’d you stop love?"

"You're gonna cum on my cock and nowhere else, love. I can't have you cumming simply on my fingers, can I?"

She gasped at the feeling of his length rubbing over her clit and scrunched her eyebrows, looking into his eyes and pleading. He smiled and pecked her lips before slipping his cock into her sensitive, dripping walls. She groaned at the feeling of his girth stretching her and clawed his toned back at his deep thrust, which hit her cervix.

"T-tengen please… more…" She moaned into his ear.

His hands grasped her hips, and he thrust gently into her. The squelching sounds and her breathy moans hit his ears, and he groaned into her neck. He thrust faster and faster, trying to help her and him reach a blissful release.

(Name) was getting closer and closer. Her walls tightened around his cock, and he groaned loudly, "Fuck. You take me so well. You're doing so good love. That's it."

She wrapped her legs around his waist as she reached her heavenly climax and moaned into the air, breathing heavily. Tengen came soon after her, releasing his warm seed into her walls, coating her white. Pulling out, he recollected himself and looked at (Name’s) flushed expression. Her cheeks red, her eyes watery and her skin glowing.

His gentle lips met her forehead, and he muttered, "I love you so much."

She sighed into his touch and said, "I love you too."

They stayed in each other's embrace for a while until (Name) jolted up and her eyes widened. "FUCK! THE RAMEN! SHIT SHIT SHIT!!"

She grabbed her robe, slipped it on, and ran to the kitchen. Tengen looked at her run, flabbergasted at her outburst. His laugh roared throughout the mansion as he chased after her.

~~~

Throughout the months that she had been with him, many people had died for simply trying to flirt with him. But of course, the Sound Hashira never realised (Name’s) obsessive actions. He was devoted to her, and she was devoted to him. And when devotion casts its shadow upon one's heart, people often call it obsession. Obsession, which is both passion and relief. It can make you lonely, but there are some people whose biggest strength is their obsession. This was her greatest strength.

However, (Name) herself hadn't realised that some people who she was relatively close with in the corps were disappearing. This was the act of her secret admirer, who to this day stands ever-strong, waiting for the right time to pounce like a lion.

But, of course, (Name) wouldn't let that happen. She was ready to kill whoever got in her way. Some say that falling in love is like sinking into an abyss where only death can bring one out. But even beyond death was (Name’s) love. She was willing to cross the world as a soul to stay with Tengen, even if it meant fighting God. Yes, there was a fine line between devotion and obsession, but there she was, willing to cross it.

(Name’s) love was endless, without consequence, and without limit. She would continue loving Tengen in the light but killing those who were in her way at night. Her illusion of innocence was so strong that Tengen himself trusted (Name) blindly.

(Name) had one rule in her life: "Love, only the one you can control; when love begins to control you, destroy it."

But there was no need for her to destroy Tengen; he was already in the grasp of (Name’s) claws, and she was easily able to make him succumb to her will.

He was hers. She was his. His saviour. Her saviour. And that was it.

~~~~~

The man stood in the garden smiling at his flowers, which (Name) ended up planting. He hid from prying eyes as he laid the flowers on the veranda. Soon, he turned around to leave until he heard soft moans coming from the main bedroom. Curiously, he walked over to the curtained window and made out the shadows of (Name) and Tengen. The bed was creaking, and (Name) was groaning Tengen’s voice out into the room.

The man’s nails dug into his palms as he listened to her seductive voice, moaning not his but another man’s name. He grimaced, his face turning into a heavy scowl. His breath got heavier as her voice got louder. But he eased himself; he had to be patient. He had to be calm. In order to have her, he would have to calm his flames. He slowly relaxed and turned around, walking out of the garden to stand in the nearby forest.

The wind blew in his lion-like, yellow-red hair, and he took one last look at the mansion and smirked, remembering his flowers that were now planted in the Uzui garden.

"You were my Tsuguko to begin with. You will always belong to me. Soon (Name), soon you will be mine." Rengoku Kyojurou whispered into the forest, speaking of his dark desires to the beings that lived there..

Once the Flame Hashira was set on something, he was determined to gain it. No matter the cost.

And this time it was (Name) he wanted, so (Name) is what he would get...

Notes:

yeah...so she was acquaintances with douma for a pretty long time but he was just chillin, no one that important, unlike rengoku... too many yanderes man! i dont see wonky eyebrows as a "joe goldberg" type person but i wanted to add my own twist cuz i was bored out of my mind so here we are with stalker rengoku...fun right!

relax, I'm not that psychotic.......or am i?

yanderes just do something to me idk why. maybe its the idea of having someone obsessed with you ifykwim

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derangederensimp · 2 years

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Demon Slayer Series

Uzui’s Fourth Wife

- Enemies to Lovers, Angst, Another Love interest

Next Part

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The Shinobi's of the village were passing along like they normally would. The sons of age would pick out girls to be their wives. All the girls were lined up standing in front of their families in their nice kimonos. You were still too young to be married off so you stood beside your parents and siblings. A boy around your age, possibly a few years older, came up to your family in which you all bowed to one another. "One day you will be my wife" the white haired, pink eyed boy said with a smirk on his face. He was yet a Shinobi but would be becoming one soon. His father walked up from behind him, putting a hand on his shoulder as they began to walk away. Standing there your parents were delighted that an Uzui took interest in their daughter while you stood there too stunned to speak.

From that day forward your mother drilled into your head being the perfect housewife and knowing your place in your marriage. Your job was to be a good wife, clean, cook, please your husband, and more importantly birth as many children possible to continue on the lineage of the Shinobi. You developed a strong hatred for Tengen Uzui as his comment made your life a living hell which also in turn kept any other possible suitors away from you.

Your father taught you how to defend yourself as most wives of the shinobi were accustomed to fighting alongside their partner if need be. As weeks went on you were able to take down your father as well as your older brothers who were a lot bigger than you height wise and body mass. Of course your mother was not pleased that you were learning to fight but as she told you once before "you must know your place in your marriage" meaning not to speak against the husband. The quote often ringing in your head as growing up you never viewed your parents marriage as one she was training you for. Growing up you watched your father be a doting husband and extremely kind to your mother and in turn your mother reciprocated those acts as well.

The fact of the matter was she was trying to make you into a respectable women and wife in the eyes of other people. The village often judged your family as they found it abnormal that your father would help cook the meals, tend to the laundry, and watch over his children while his wife got time to relax. You knew deep down that she was just trying to protect you from the harsh gossip that always spread around the village.

When you weren't being forced to train you were allowed to enjoy some things. One of the things being art. You spent sleepless nights practicing and finding your own style. When you were allowed to go into town you'd carry a sketchbook as well as paints you made yourself, finding the perfect spot to sit and observe the sceney you were being watched from some of the towns people. Older ladies and men would compliment you the most and also give you some money which you tried to turn down but old people seem to always find a way to get the money back to you.

This started your painting business, you found yourself painting family portraits, of families you once walk past in the town. Soon there was the wedding portraits as well. This began to take up most of your time which you were thankful for as that meant no more training.

A year had passed and Tengen Uzui was nowhere to be seen. Other Shinobi's walked through the town picking their wives as your family was off to the side since you were already chosen from another. A sigh of relief not seeing him towards the end of the line as you went to walk away back towards the house your wrist was gripped by an unfamiliar hand. "I'm sorry sir but she's already been claimed by another Shinobi'' your father sternly said as you turned to look at the man. "The name is Lord Riku Alpin" The tall, short ruffled black haired, soft thinner faced, muscular man said looking down at you and to your father. His eyes hazel. "I don't see said Shinobi? Where is he? If he proclaimed your daughter as his then where is he?" The man asked curiously. Your father stood there with a deadpan face as he tried to look for an answer. "Tell you what old man, let me take her out on a proper date and we will let her decide who she wants to be with yeah?" The stranger grabbed your hand and brought it to his lips giving a light peck.

"Well I suppose that would be fine" your fathers facial expression never faltering. Your mother on the other hand had slapped a hand onto her mouth as she thought she'd never see the day a man sweep you off your feet. As much as the Uzui name was more well known this man took interest in you, and so did he interest you as well. Walking away with the man your parents and siblings stood there looking back at one another as they all thought one man taking interest in you was enough but now a second man, your family would be the talk of the town.

"So what is your name? I'm sorry I didn't ask you back there. That was rude of me" he said as he led the way further into town towards the food vendors. "My name is [y/Fn] [y/Ln], it's nice to meet you Lord Riku" you sheeply said. "Oh no need for the formalities, just call me Riku. So [y/n] tell me about this Shinobi who is supposed to make you his wife." He said stopping at a food stand and ordering two of everything on the menu and tea. You two sat down on a fallen tree in the shade. "Well his name is Tengen Uzui, he has white hair and pink eyes. I'm not sure what he looks like now as he wasn't here this year. I doubt he meant what he said" you took a bite of the pork bun while looking out at the scenery. "Ah the Uzui's, a good choice to go with. What did he say to you?" Riku took a sip from his tea. "Well he walked up to my family and looked at me and said 'One day, you will be my wife' before he walked away with his father" you say.

"Ah so he didn't really ask for your hand, he just said you would be his one day, well looks like I may have a fighting chance then" He said before chuckling. You felt your face feel hot and blushed. "I guess you do, thank you for the food" you said looking down at the ground. "My pleasure, you looked like you wanted to get out of there so I wanted to lend a helping hand. I honestly have no interest in taking a wife or wives that is right now. There's a lot of things to still see out in the world and I want to enjoy my life besides being a Shinobi" he said, casting his gaze on you. "Well we will get along perfectly then! I don't want to be a wife either. I have to focus on my art and my business" You say, giving the man a cheesy smile.

"You make art?" He asked, tilting his head "show me" he said standing up and grabbing your hand. "Sure, I'll walk you to one of my recent customers and have them show you the portrait I made them" you said walking back towards the town and making your way towards a clothing vendor. "Miss [L/N] it's so nice to see you again, thank you for the beautiful portrait of my family" the elder lady said looking at you and the man she's never seen around here before. "Oh, who's this? Your husband?" She asked looking him up and down. He choked on his tea before coughing "oh no ma'am, got the wrong idea, just a friend" he said putting his hand on the back of his neck. "I brought him over here to show him the recent painting I did of your family,

May we see it?" You said with a smile on your face. "Of course, one moment" the lady walked into her booth and came out with a large painting of her family showing it off to Riku. "Wow, that's stunning, what amazing work" he said looking at you and back at the painting.

Saying Goodbye to the elder women and walking back towards your house Riku walked a few paces behind before catching up to your walking speed. "So I enjoyed being around you, I would like to do this again" he said as he once more grabbed your hand and gave it a kiss. "I'll be back in a few weeks or so, wait for me, yeah?" he said with a smile on his face. "Yeah, ok." You said sheeply. He walked you to the door of your house as your parents waited outside for you. Bowing to them he walked away and waved before disappearing into the crowd of people.

You thought to yourself when you would really see him next or if you would even see him again. Would he disappear like Tengen? Why did it matter that Tengen disappeared, it wasn't like you liked him. He made things a bit difficult for you since his comment a year ago, though it did lead you into a new part of your life and gave you a career that you'd be able to sustain yourself with. Laying down onto your futon after a nice bath you drifted off into sleep.

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luxthestrange · 11 months

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KNY Incorrect quotes #15 The Receipt

Hashira!Y/n: Uzui have you seen the oven glove- Why are you burning our marriage certificate!?

Uzui: Good luck trying to return me without a receipt!?

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actuallysaiyan · 11 months

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NSFW Prompt #3 with person B as Tengen plsssss

warnings: smut, cunnilingus/fem receiving oral sex, mentions of drinks, Tengen's wives aren't present but could still exist.

Tengen always liked you. He always found you to be feisty and flashy. It excited him to no end. But you never really showed interest in him. You did all you could to keep your distance. And a big part of it was because you had been utterly disappointed by every partner you've ever had. So to avoid more disappointment, you did what you could to show Tengen that you were not interested. Even though you had all the urges to climb this man like a tree...

One night after a successful mission, he invites you over to his place for some drinks. You weren't sure you should say yes, but he had insisted it was only going to be drinks between two friends. You eventually relent and agree to it.

So you go over, expecting a few other Hashira to be there as well. But you're surprised to find yourself alone with him. He greets you at the door and he has a smile on his face. Tengen hands you a glass of sake and gently ushers you into his home. Once inside, he gives you a little tour of his place. You take in the decorations and you begin getting a sense of who he is.

Tengen then leads you to the table and you both sit together. You two begin chatting, discussing all kinds of things. You realize you like Tengen even more than you thought. Soon, the subject turns to sex and he fills up your glass once more.

"My first time was such an embarrassment," he chuckles. "But I've gotten much better since then." Tengen admits, downing his drink.

You smirk before taking a sip of your drink, "I've never had a proper orgasm. Especially not through oral..."

He cocks an eyebrow, "Oh? Would you like me to change that?"

You laugh, "I'd love to see you try,"

Tengen wastes no time. He maneuvers you onto the table and kisses you. You moan as his lips continue to attach to yours in such a hungry way. Your heart races as he kisses you and caresses you. His large hands begin to get busy undressing you.

Once you're bare to him, he looks at you with pure lust and hunger in his eyes. Then he spreads your thighs and smirks when he sees your glistening cunt. It's amazing how he's making you shudder already just from him looking at you with such a hungry look in his eyes.

"Ready?" he asks, pressing kisses to your inner thighs.

You nod, not really able to say anything at this point. You let out such a pathetic little mewl the moment his warm tongue presses against your folds. You never knew it could feel so good. Your eyes roll back as he begins to fervently lap at your pussy. You taste so damn so sweet to him, and he knows he could so easily get addicted to you.

"Poor thing," Tengen starts, "you've never had this kind of pleasure. Never been able to cum. Let me take good care of you."

You shudder as he begins sucking on your clit. Then you feel two of his fingers prodding your sensitive and dripping hole. You gasp as he begins pushing his fingers into you. It's all so intense for you. You're being sent right to heaven with this amazing pleasure. It's all so good, and you swear you feel tears streaming down your cheeks from feeling this amazing.

It takes so little effort for him to make you come undone. You're moaning and crying out and shaking. The shakiest, stickiest orgasm comes from you as Tengen works your body like he's the only one who knows how to do so. He continues to slurp and suck at you while you slowly begin coming down from such an intense high.

He smirks as he pulls away, watching as you catch your breath. "So, did you have fun?"

You laugh in a breathy way, "Can we do that again?"

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lovelywritinglady · 10 months

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hi can i recwest a uzui x reader where uzui have a argment and gat a divors and yn is pregnet years later when the child and he rillast that it is his child and has a tak whif yn and trase to fics everifing

if you canpleas do thak you and have a grat day

I’d love to!💜

Mistakes

Tengen Uzui x fem!Reader

You and Tengen got into a heated argument after a demon hunt gone wrong. He says some extremely hurtful words. You decide to leave him because you know you don’t deserve that. What you didn’t know was that you were pregnant with his child. Angst, slight fluff, Tengen being a dick, mentions of pregnancy, cursing, and other mature themes.

Your pov

"You nearly got us killed, what are you and idiot?" My husband Tengen yelled at me.

"It was an accident, I'm sorry!" I yelled back

"You cannot afford accidents like this Y/N!" He roared stepping closer to me causing me to flinch slightly.

"I'm sorry." I whispered

"Sorry won't even begin to cover the fucking stupitity of your actions! You have no right being a demon slayer with how dumb you are. I can't believe I married someone like you!" he yelled looking me dead in the eye with fury.

"Fuck you!" I snapped as my anger began rising as tears filled my eyes.

"Real mature Y/N, get the hell out of my house until you can learn some respect and basic combat moves." he said as he began walking away as I began to sob.

"Where the hell am I going to stay! Tengen, I'm your wife!' I cried walking towards him.

"Hell if I care, just get your things and don't come back until you aren't so incopitent." he snapped walking away into another room.

I stood there unable to think, feel, or understand the situation. My body moved on its own and next thing I knew I was out of mt home with a bag packed walking only god knows where. It was getting dark, but I didn't care all I knew is that I was no longer wanted, needed, or loved by the man that swore he would protect me and love me no matter what. So much for promises. I kept walking until the sun began to rise, my thoughts much clearer now and my tears no longer flowing down my face. I decided to go live with my older sister, Misa, who lives on the other side of the country. Her and I have always been close, and I just hoped I would never see that asshole again.

One Month Later

I feel unbelievebly sick, as every morning and evening I spill my guts out. I have an uncontroable hunger and yet anytime I try to eat something I feel once again that I want to throw up. I feel miserable not just physically, but mentally too. Despite his words, I still love my husband. He use to be my everything, but I suppose I was never his. He claimed that he couldn't believe that he married me and just thinking about those poisonus words make my body ache once more. Tears I try not to spill came fourth with so much eagerness that I had no time to stop them. I hated myself for crying over him, but I suppose I was really crying for the man he use to be. I knew in my heart that I would always love him, but now I can never be with someone who so easily made me feel like my very existence meant nothing. I heard a faint knocking that pulled me out of my thoughts as the sweet voice of my sister filled the room.

"How are you feeling this morning, Y/N?" Misa asked as she sat next to me putting her hand on my forhead.

"Not great." I sighed smiling at her wiping away my tears.

"Y/N, I really think we should get you a doctor. This has been going on too long." She suggested taking her hand off my head.

"I think your right Misa." I sighed

"I didn't want to say anything to you, but I really think you're pregnant." she said in a whisper

"What!" I whisper yelled

"You're showing signs and don't worry if you are. I will always take care of you." Misa reassured

"Lets hope I'm not then." I said nervously.

Two days later the doctor came, she was a sweet older lady that had a warm smile and a small figure. She came into my room and inspected me in all they ways she could. My nerves at this point were all consuming as I really did not want to be pregnant, especially since I knew who the father was.

"My dear you have no fever and no true illness. What you are expierencing, is early signs of pregnancy." she said with a smile

"I see, I guess my sister was right then." I stated sadly

"Are you not happy, I'm sure your husband will be." she stated with a concerned look on her face.

"My husband no longer wants me." I answered doing my best not to cry once more.

"Oh, I am so sorry, my dear." She said grabbing my hand.

"Thank you, I just have no idea what to do now." I said honestly

"That's just something you're going to have to figure out for yourself. At the end of the day you need to do what's best for your child." She spoke seriously

"Yes, I suppose you're right." I sighed

"Of course I'm right dear, I am a doctor." she joked

"Hey, is everything alright in here?" my sister asked as she knocked on the door.

"It will be." I whispered touching my belly.

Three Years And Six Months Later

My son, Kei, is now nearly three years old. He's a rowdy child that seems to always be obsessed with what is going on outside. Whether is rainy, snowy, or sunny, he's always begging to go outside. I can't complain though as I love nature and seeing his little cheeks puffed up when he askes is always so cute. Kei looks a little bit like his father as he got most of his features from me. His eyes are the same color as my ex husband and his personality matches. His hair is a lighter shade of h/c, which gave me relief. I still haven't told Tengen about our son, nor do I want to. Part of me feels selfish, but part of me doesn't want to subject him to a man like Tengen. Although, when they do meet, I hope he is kind to his son. Kei is too sweet and kind to have to be around a father that verbally abuses him. I just couldn't live with myself if I let my baby be hurt by him.

In these three years, I haven't had a full time job. Mostly they have been part time jobs and my sister has been providing for me and my son. She claimes that since she doesn't have a family that this is no trouble, but Kei is old enough where I can start working full time. It took a long time to find job, but one day my sister came into the house screaming that she found a job that was perfect for me.

"Y/N, this is a landscaping job." she nearly yelled in my ear

"Huh, that's a little different than the jobs that I'm looking for, but hey if they are hiring then I'll take it." I said confifently

"Mama what's going on?" Kei asked as he walked into the room with a sleepy expression.

"I'm sorry baby, I didn't mean to wake you up." I cooed opening my arms for my son. He then picked up the pace and ran into my arms crushing me with all of his nearly three year old strength.

"Its okay." he sighed playing with his fingers with a small tired pout

"Your mama just found a job, Kei." my sister said with a smile at her nephew

"Okay." he said disinterested. I smiled at this, he's so small and perfect and despite the fact that my pregnancy was not the easiest, it was worth it.

Two weeks later I found myself walking towards my new job. It was a sunny day and part of myself wished Kei was here to enjoy it with me. I can almost hear his voice calling my name begging me to play with him. I was lucky to have been blessed with him. My thoughts of my perfect child came to a halt as the gates of the house I would be working at came into view. Taking a deep breath I began walking to what I thought was the front door. This property was absolutely beautiful. Everything seemed like it was perfect, not even a pebble out of place. It was a calming place that seemed to inspire peace. For some reason this place looked oddly familiar and it only now hit me that this was the place where the master lived. Tengen had taken me here years ago when he became hashira while I was just starting to become a demon slayer. Before I left, I was one rank away from being hashira. I thought about training again, but now that I have my son I felt it was irresponsible. Plus I could never leave him.

"You must be Y/N." The master suddenly said and it made me wonder how long he was there for.

"Yes sir, its very nice to meet you. Thank you for having me." I said bowing to show respect to him.

"Of course. I am aware of your situation and am happy to give you work here." He said with a smile." Come with me and I'll show you the grounds.

Two weeks later

Working at this mansion feels peaceful and the work is harder than I expected, but the pay is well worth it. Today I raked, cut grass, and tended to the luscious gardens. The sun beamed down on me giving me a slight headache. Thankfully the day was almost over for me so that I could go home to my son and my sister. Kei has been begging me to take him here ever since my sister told him that the hashira train here. I have been reluctant of it since seeing Tengen might be a possiblilty and seeing a child in my arms was a conversation that I simply did not want to have yet, even though I knew one day it would happen. I heard light footsteps approach me. turning my head I saw one of the other workers and smiled at him. He was a kind man that was around my age and he and I had talked a few times.

"Hey there, how's the work today?" He questioned with a sweet smile.

"Same as always although its a little hotter than usual." I responded

"Yeah, but I like it when its hot because I know that cooler weather is around the corner." he said with a content smile

"That would be nice." I chuckled

"Oh, you should know that the hashira will be here tomorrow." he said seriously

"Well, I'll make sure to make myself scarce." I said trying to mask my nervousness.

"Don't, all you need to do is smile and show them respect." He smiled

"Will do." I laughed standing up.

"Well I will see you tomorrow and tell your son I said hi." he smirked

"I'll make sure to tell him, see you tomorrow." I bowed

I watched him leave with a fake smile on my face. As soon as he was out of sight I sighed as my stomach throbbed with uncomfortable uneasiness as I began waking to the shed to put my tools away with my head hung low. I was no where okay with the fact that Tengen was going to be here tomorrow. I thought that maybe I should call in sick, but no one would believe that. Even if they did, I’d feel too guilty about it. The best thing to do was to avoid seeing him and focus on my work. If I keep my head down and not do any quick movements, then he won’t see me, hopefully. My thoughts were completely consumed with my nerves that I didn’t even register that I had bumped into someone until I heard someone speaking.

“Hey watch where you walk, alright.” The voice snapped

“Forgive me, I wasn’t looking.” I said frantically bowing as to show respect and forgiveness.

“Y/N?” The voice questioned lowing its tone. I then stood up and as my eyes met with the stranger I immediately tended up. My breath hitched and my stomach dropped into the ground. The one and one Tengen Uzui stood before me in all of his flashy glory.

“Uhh, you gonna say anything?” He joked as his eyes raked over my body.

“Um hi.” I stuttered slightly unsure of what the hell to even do. And I tended even more so when his body came crashing into mine in a bone crushing hug. I could feel his urgency and I almost allowed myself to met into his arms. But I couldn’t because I knew it wasn’t right.

“I missed you.” He mumbled into my hair. “I’m so sorry Y/N, you didn’t deserve that.” He cried.

“I know.” I said monotone still unsure what to do. Do I tell him about our son or do I keep my mouth shut and pretend like any of this is okay?

“Where have you been?” He questioned breaking the hug but still standing close. I looked up at him and sighed.

“Here and there, but mostly I’ve been living with my sister.” I said honestly. I really couldn’t lie to this man he’s really good at sporting liars. As much as I hated him, I really didn’t feel like lying to him.

“Ahh so that’s where you’ve been. I though your sister moved away from here.” He said curiously.

“She was going to, but she decided to stay.” I responded trying not to show too much emotion.

“Guess I should’ve looked there.” He joked

“You looked for me?” I questioned as I raised an eyebrow.

“Of course I did you’re my wife and I love you.” He scoffed as though he was offended.

“I just thought you wouldn’t care.” I mumbled

“Of course I care.” Tengen sighed

“Well you sure as hell didn’t act like it then.” I snapped

“You’re right, I didn’t I was too hard on you. You made a simple mistake. Hell I’ve made mistakes too. Making mistakes in this line of work is never good, but no one died. I should’ve been easier on you and I’m sorry.” He spoke. His eyes were pleading with mine saying silent apologies.

“Thank you for apologizing, but I can’t forgive you right now. You make me feel like I was nothing and I’m not just going to forgive that easily. I know one day I will, but I just can’t now.” I whispered as tears threatened my eyes.

“That’s understandable, I just hope one day that we can be together again. I miss you and honestly you’re the best aspect of life.” He said with a longing gaze.

“I’m not sure about that. That might take a long time. I don’t exactly trust you.” I spoke honestly.

“Fair enough.” He sighed. I reluctantly decided that I should just rip the bandaid off. Kei was his son and as much as I hated to admit it, Tengen was honest about his apologies. That man doesn’t half ass anything. So I thought this might be the time.

“Look Tengen I-“Just as I was about to tell him the screeching voice of my child filled my ears and I knew I was fucked.

“Mama!” Kei screeched as he ran straight towards me crushing me into a hug. He nuzzled his head into my thigh and despite how nervous I was I smiled at how cute my baby was.

“We have a child.” I finished with an awkward smile. Tengen stood there stiff and unmoving which was strange for him. I had never seen him tense up like this ever and I began to regret not going home sooner.

“Mama who’s this and why is he so tall.” Kei questioned waking up to Tengen. “Hey, you okay?” He said as he poked Tengens hand.

“Ummm.” Tengen said still shocked at the fact that Kei, his son, was standing right there. Matching pink eyes and all.

“Ummm?” Kei questioned craning his head to the side. “That’s a weird name.” Kei said in disgust.

“Baby this is Tengen Uzui and he’s a hashira. And he’s also your father.” I said trying to stay as calm and collected as possible.

“You’re my dad.?” Kei asked Tengen with cute excited smile on his cubby face.

“Yeah, I guess I am kid.” Tengen whispered crouching down and pulling Kei towards him in a loving him. “I’m your dad.” Tengen cried.

I began to shed a few tears at how cute this meeting was. I felt slightly bad that I didn’t tell Tengen about our son, but I had good reasons not to. I’m just so glad that he seems to be a better and nicer man. My thoughts then came to a haunt as I noticed my sister wasn’t here nor was was neighbor that Kei likes to hang out with. Meaning he came here alone.

“Kei honey, did you walk here alone.” I questioned with my hands on my hips.

“Umm no.” He quickly said.

“Kei answer your mother honestly.” Tengen said sternly but not too much as to scare the child.

“Yeah okay I came here by myself. But I really missed you!” Kei cried quickly to defend himself

“I missed you too, but you need to wait until I get home.” I sighed looking at how adorable my son looked with a pout.

“Okay.” He said reluctantly. Smiling at my son hugging his father brought peace to me. And I then decided to do something that would bring us all together.

“Tengen, would you like to join us for dinner?” I questioned still looking at the cute scene before me.

“Absolutely I would!” He exclaimed standing up and picking up our son, swinging him in the air.

“Yay!” Kei screeched

Making eye contact with Tengen I have him a small smile. His eyes looked relaxed and happy and I’m glad that he found out about or son. He then came up to me smiling as well.

“Y/N thank you for allowing me to be with him. I will do by best to be the father he deserves and hopefully one day the man you deserve if that’s what you’d like.” He spoke

“Thank you, I’m sure you will. And for that second bit only time can tell.” I joked

“Sounds good to me. Alright shall we go?” Tengen suggested

“Yeah, I wanna show you my room!” Kei said

“I bet it’s the flashiest room ever.” Tengen said matching Kei’s energy.

“It sure is!” I exclaimed content about the situation that I was in. But I wondered something.

“Hey why are you here early?” I asked Tengen

“The master told me to come early.” He spoke

“Why?” I asked

“No idea, but something tells me this was the reason.” He spoke softly

“Maybe.” I responded shaking my head at the thought that the master was trying to play match maker again.

We walked to the house as Kei held Tengens hand as well as he could. While the adults caught up on the years and for the first time in a long time I felt happy to be near Tengen.

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Tengen kissing your hands after you've been playing the piano (sfw pure fluff) ❤

//This is very specific, but my hands get really cold after playing and it's frustratinggg

Tengen is the sound hashira, so it's only logical that he'd like music. When he found out you can play the piano, he got so excited that he bought one, despite your complaints about the price. (Anything for his flamboyant spouse ;))

He enjoys hearing you play and is eager to request songs, though the songs he requests are often quite hard to play(of course he likes his music flashy).

After playing for a particularly long time, you felt your hands were tired and cold. Sighing, you tried to shake them out a bit in hopes that they'd warm up, even though you knew it probably wouldn't work.

"Let me help," You hadn't even noticed that Tengen had been listening to you playing and now he was suddenly right behind you, taking your hand to his own. You've gotten quite used to him appearing from thin air, but you couldn't help but to blush as he caressed your hand with his thumb gently, but firmly.

"Your hands are ice cold," Tengen remarqued as he took your other hand too and kneeled beside your chair. "And your face is red, you're not overworking yourself, are you?" He said worriedly and was just about to lecture you about taking care of yourself until he measured your temperature to be normal. Having his muscular forearm on your temple definitely didn't help change your face color to normal. (You were about as red as his eyes jdk)

"Oh, I see," He smirked wryly, his tone changing instantly from worried to teasing. Tengen took your hands to his again, but this time he kissed your palm while looking right at you. He then proceeded to do so to every part of your hand from thumb to knuckles and you felt his hot breath inbetween each kiss. When he felt your hands had warmed up enough, he slowly planted kisses upwards your arm until his lips were millimeters away from yours. He looked at you with his maroon eyes so lovingly that you couldn't help but to kiss him.

Tengen chuckled as he effortlessly lifted you up from your chair to his strong arms. He kissed you a few more times all over your face, spinning you around in the safety of his arms. To his ears, your laughter was like the music you played, so he spun you until you both felt dizzy.

"I think it's time to get back to Makio and the others, they fell asleep listening to your flamboyant playing," he suggested. You gave him a small nod and he started making his way (still swaying slightly from the spinning) towards the bedroom, humming a tune you recently learned to play.

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goddess

uzui tengen x fat!fem!reader tags: modern au, established relationship, referenced polyamory, self image issues, masturbation, fingering, praise, light dirty talk, light breeding kink, consensual voyeurism, big dick, multiple orgasms, blowjob, mirror sex words: ~4.1k a/n: i know this isn't the most healthy depiction of a fat chick but it's the most relatable to me, personally, so i wrote it that way. enjoy tengen comforting you with his dick

It's a lazy day, one where your normally bustling home is filled with the stagnancy of silence. Everyone is either at work or tending to errands, having filed out earlier that morning each gracing your lips with a sweet kiss. You knew you really ought to get up, do some work around the house lest your spouses see fit to throw you out for not pulling your weight. You know it's ridiculous, had them soothe you enough times to know that they like having you as their pretty little housewife. But still, the need to be useful if nothing else settles heavy on you.

After all, you certainly aren't the one bringing beauty to the relationship.

You think you just need comfort, the soft touch of your spouses hands as you lay on your bed, eyes on the oversized mirror adjacent from it taking in your figure. You never liked what you saw - hips too generous, thighs too flabby, stomach too round - but you'd thought you'd made peace with it. It's just the day, you suppose, the mugginess of it making you feel subhuman, making you less kind to yourself. On most days, now, you can concede that you are pretty enough. Perhaps not to everyone's tastes, but your spouses seem to find reprieve in the rolls of your body.

How you wish for them to be with you then. Their insistent kisses and soft touches always ground you, make you feel beautiful and loved and you know that perhaps you should not rely on them for this, but on days such as these you can't help but to. Hina is always so gentle with you - laving attention on your breasts, your belly. Makio is always teasing, touching you and pulling noises from your lips. Suma is reverent, treating you like a goddess she's lucky enough to touch. And Tengen…Tengen is overwhelming with his affection, with his compliments, strong hands grabbing you and maneuvering you as if you're feather light.

He will be the first to arrive home. On Mondays, he never stays late at the school. They're taxing enough without the extra hours, he says, and you look to the clock to calculate how much longer until he arrives home. You think of how he will react when he finds you wilting away on the bed, how eager he will be to assure you of your beauty, of your desirability. You imagine his hands parting your thighs, the warmth of his skin flush against yours. The day is hot but you would not mind making it a little hotter in the arms of your husband.

You smile to yourself, body aching with need at just the memory of his hands on you. All of your spouses are excellent lovers, but it is Tengen who knows best how to handle your body, how to take you to such great heights that you think you'll never come down. You imagine his wicked grin right before he delves between your thighs, hand sliding down your body and between your legs.

You think of his tongue, wet and warm against your most intimate areas as you slide a hand under your panties, seeking the sensitive bundle of nerves between your folds. Suma would part her legs around your head, sit on your lips and take pleasure from them. Makio would be behind Tengen, gripping his hips and slamming into him. Hina would use your fingers for her pleasure, the five of you tangled in a web of it. You whimper as your finger circles your clit, dipping to your entrance to slicken your fingers before going back up to your sensitive nub.

You don't know how long you lay there, fantasies of your spouses spiking arousal in you as your fingers focus on your clit. You don't hear Tengen until he's speaking, eyes jolting open but fingers too close to bringing you to the edge for you to stop. "Having fun without me, I see." He says, and the husk in his voice speaks to his arousal at catching you. He is casual against the doorframe, leaning there with his arms crossed over his chest. You mewl in response to him, so focused on your impending orgasm that you can't manage anything more.

"Go on then. Make yourself cum. Let me see you." His tone leaves no room for argument, not that you would argue anyways. Now that he's there, watching you, you're so turned on that you're hot with it. You stuff two fingers in your aching cunt, palming your clit as you work them in and out of yourself. If he wants to see you, then you /want/ him to see you. A moan works its way past your lips, your head tilting back against the pillow, eyes falling shut.

You imagine it's his fingers inside you, add a third to make the girth right. You gasp when your palm hits your clit just right, hips rocking against the flat of your hand to chase the feeling. You can feel your orgasm creeping up on you, your chest is tight with the breathless feeling of the lead up. Your fingers crook inside of you, your back arching as you cry out, hips swiveling in desperation to reach your peak. You're so close, just a little more…

"Ah!" Your release shakes through your body, your cry desperate as you ride out the waves, hips moving a erratic rhythm. You're panting your way through it when your hips settle, your fingers stilling their movements and sliding out of you, drawing a sigh from parted lips. You hadn't even realized your eyes had closed until you open them and see Tengen looking at you, eyes dark with lust. All over again excitement takes you, and you subconsciously move into a more appealing position on the bed.

This is all the invitation he needs, taking big strides to reach you on the bed, looming over you with the look of a man starved in his eyes. He takes your wrist and sucks your fingers into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the digits and tasting your release from your fingers. You flush at it, embarrassed as is your way to have him taste you. He released your finger with a /pop/, nosing your palm before laying a kiss at its heel. The gesture is so soft that your heart swells with adoration for him.

"You were so beautiful." He tells you, cupping your cheek to draw your lips towards his. His kiss is soft, before he licks into your mouth and claims it. You moan into the kiss, hands reaching up to tangle in his hair. Already you're desperate for him. "I want to make you feel that way. Will you let me?" He asks as he pulls away from the kiss, leaving you blinking up at him. Even years married, he always makes you give him a clear yes before doing anything, something you find endearing.

"Yes," You breathe, leaning in to capture his lips once more. The kiss is intense, passionate as he sits back and pulls you onto his lap. You meep at the shift, but do not complain as you kiss him, tangling your arms around his shoulder. His hands wander up and down your sides, squeezing the meat of your waistline, your hips. You can never fathom what a man as beautiful as he sees in your body, but his hands feel so good, spark electricity across your skin.

"Tell me I'm beautiful again." You ask, parting your lips just enough for the question to pass between them. His grip at your thigh tightens, fingers kneading into supple flesh. He nudges his nose against yours, sucks your lower lip between his. His hand goes to your neck, holding you there as he pulls away from the kiss and looks you in your eyes as if he's about to say something terribly important.

"You need me to tell you that you're beautiful? How about I show you how stunning I find you?" His voice is husky with want. Without warning, he puts his arms underneath you and lifts you. You make another noise of surprise at the change in position, mind wildly supplying that you're heavy and he shouldn't lift you as if he weren't a giant of a man by comparison. You look at him with wild eyes but he just kisses the surprise from them, soothing you with his lips.

He walks to the foot of the bed, right in front of that ridiculous oversized mirror, and sits there, setting you on your feet. His hands go to the end of his t-shirt that you've appropriated as your own, teasing the edges before he pulls it up and over your body, leaving you standing there in nothing but your panties. You have half a mind to cover yourself up but his hands swat your arms away when you even begin to try. His hands run along the line of your panties, hand brushing your belly before his fingers slide underneath the seam to pull them down your legs. You obligingly step out of them and let him toss them to the side.

Standing before him, naked, once again you have the urge to cover up but he doesn't give you a chance. He grabs you by the waist and pulls you between his leg, the pair of you facing the mirror. You look at the image of you two: he, strong and firm, arms chorded with muscle. You, shirt and round, skin soft and squishy. It look mismatched to your estimation, but you never let it stop you. You took pride in getting a man such as he to love you, women such as Makio, Hina and Suma. You knew that they desired you, your body, your mind, your heart.

Tengen's hand trails up your body, glancing over your breast as his hand goes to cup your jaw, turning your head to the side so that he may kiss your cheek, your jawline, your neck. "Look at this skin. Flawless, soft to the touch." You watch in the mirror as he laves kisses along your neck, down your shoulder. He peppers in little nips and swipes of his tongue. You whimper at the sensation, at the sight of him lavishing you with such attention.

His hands don't stop there. You watch, breathless, as his hand trails between your breasts, one hand cupping one while the other cups the other. He kneads them softly, thumbs brushing over your nipples and making you jolt. "And these tits: round, full, the perfect handful." He tweaks your nipples between his fingers, making them pebble under his touch. You pant out your appreciation as he continues to lave attention to your neck. You know you'll have love marks where he sucks, bites and kisses.

Anticipation rises in you as his hands venture even lower, palms smoothing their way over the rolls of your stomach, the fullness of your belly. A part of you feels embarrassed by it, but a larger part of you is thrilled to be touched like this, too thrilled to care about anything else. You can feel the evidence of his interest against your butt, imagine his cock straining in his pants against you. It makes you shudder with want, his hands grabbing at the fat of you as he continues to kiss along your shoulder.

"I love this stomach. So soft and cushiony. I love to feel it pressed against me as I drive into you." He paints a pretty picture, bringing to mind images of his body laid across yours, his cock throbbing inside of you. You wiggle impatiently, wanting him to touch you more, lower, pull you apart with his hands and hold you as you fall. He can sense your haste, grinning against your neck like he's pleased with himself for how quickly he's worked you up.

His hands dip lower still, bypassing where you want him to touch you most and gripping your thighs. "I want these thick thighs wrapped around me every day." He says, fingers tickling the soft skin of your inner thigh. You fidget again, his fingertips tickling you in a delicious way. His finger draws a line up your thigh, towards your mound and you bite your lip waiting for his fingers to touch your aching cunt.

"This pretty pussy," He starts, cupping your mound, a finger delving between your folds to nudge your entrance. Up he swipes it, parting your lips to reveal pink folds beneath and you look at that image in the mirror, unable to look away even for the obligatory embarrassment you feel. "It was made for me. I want to fill you to the brim, leave you leaking with my cum." His voice is sultry in your ear and you whimper at the promise he's making.

"Every inch of you is gorgeous," He said, fingers gathering your slick at your entrance before trailing up to your clit, fingers dancing circles around it. "From the top of your head to the tips of your toes." He plays with your clit for a few more minutes before his fingers find their way to your entrance again, one dipping in and causing you to arch your body. "Wouldn't you agree? That you're breathtaking?" He whispers in your ear, pumping a finger in and out of you before he adds another. The stretch is incredible, with just two fingers you feel full.

"Mmm." You hum assent, head falling back against his chest as his fingers work inside you. Your thighs part subconsciously to allow him better access, your body relaxes against him, enjoying the pleasure he's bringing you with his fingers. Your hummed response doesn't seem to be enough for him, his fingers picking up their pace inside you as his other hand draws your jaw to his mouth.

"I want you to say it. Say I'm a goddess incarnate." He instructs and your helpless to deny him. It always feels silly to say such things, but Tengen is into flashy displays. He loves to hear you compliment yourself, hype yourself up and do it for you in turn. His lips go to your ear, taking your lobe between his teeth. You shudder at his hot breath tickling you there, the pressure of his teeth on your ear.

"I'm a goddess incarnate," You repeat, hips jolting against his hand. He grins at your ear, rewarding you for your compliance by rubbing his thumb over your clit. You sing at the sensation, wanting more, wanting to pleasure him in return. You imagine sinking to your knees before him, taking his big cock in your hand, tasting it. The prospect of him filling your mouth makes you wiggle, your bottom nudging against his erection.

You can feel your second orgasm creeping up on you as his fingers glide in and out, his thumb circling your clit. "You close, my goddess?" He asks, breath hot against your ear. You whine in response, the ability to form words leaving you as he continues his work on your cunt. He chuckles, the sound sending a shiver down your spine. You're so close, so close to falling over the edge of absolute pleasure.

When his thumb brushes you just so, your body shakes as you cum all over his hand, going boneless against him. Your chest heaves with pants pushing past your lips. He kisses up the column of your neck as he retracts his hand, bringing his hand up to his lips to taste your juices from his fingers. You whine helplessly listening to the smack of his lips before he kisses your cheek.

"Good girl." He says, and just like that you want to pounce on him. But you're still soaring in the afterglow of your peak, useless at least for a moment longer. You turn your head so that your lips may meet, tongue seeking his so that you may taste yourself from his mouth. The pair of you kiss with undisguised passion, his hand reaching to the nape of your neck to grab your hair and hold you in place so that he can lick into your mouth.

After a few minutes of just tasting one another, you pull away to fix him with a sultry glance. "Now it's your turn." You say, leaving no room for argument as you disentangle yourself from his arms and drop to your knees. He looks at you appraisingly, a grin on his lips as you take the waistband of his pants and underwear and tug them down. You take your time removing them from his legs, tossing them to the side and humming when his hard cock springs into the air.

"Think you can take me?" He asks, cocky, his hand brushing down your hair. You give him a petulant look and stick your tongue out at him before wrapping your hand around his cock and giving it an experimental stroke. It twitches in your hand, his lips parted around a noise of pleasure. You lean forward to kiss his tip, swiping your tongue around his head to get a taste for him before open-mouth kissing your way down his shaft. His hand remains twisted in your hair, guiding your head as you take tiny little tastes of him.

"You gonna be a tease? That's not very flashy of you," He jokes and you roll your eyes. You lick up the underside of his cock before wrapping your lips around his tip, giving him a few good sucks as you slowly bob your head down his length. He's too big to take entirely in your mouth, but it's always a challenge for you to see how much you can take before it's too much. It's a game you play, one he doesn't seem to mind in the least.

You wrap your tongue around him as you take him deeper into your mouth, the edges of it straining with how much it's trying to fit in it. You don't let it deter you, sucking him in deeper until his tip is nudging the back of your throat. You let it rest there a minute, your tongue never ceasing its work, until you withdraw his cock from your mouth, lips wrapped around the head before taking him into your throat again.

He moans at the slide of your mouth, wet and warm around him, gripping your hair and holding your head still every time his cock touches the back of your throat. Slowly he rocks his hips, aiding in your conquest. The sounds you're making are obscene, drool pooling at the seam of your lips. He's watching you suck his cock so intently, guiding your head bobs with his hand tangled in your hair.

"Fuck." He groans, head tilting back and eyes sliding shut. He stays that way for only a moment before he looks at you again, his free hand cupping your cheek and stroking tears away from your eyes. "Just like that." He tells you and you hum around his cock, your hand stroking where your mouth doesn't reach.

He sighs, withdrawing his cock from your mouth with an audible pop. "As good as having you swallow my cum is, I'd rather spill inside your pussy." He says, drawing you up and settling you on his lap, still facing the mirror. Your knees rest on either side of his thighs as he kisses your neck. Wordlessly, he removes his shirt, leaving him just as naked as you before he grabs his saliva-slickened cock against your entrance.

You watch him in the mirror, entranced by the look in his eyes, the way his mouth parts in pleasure. Slowly, he pushes into you, careful as if you're something so delicate he can break. Your hips sway against him, trying to quicken the pace but he grabs you by your hips and stills you, large hands covering so much of your skin. You know you can take him, have done a million times before, and his ability to be patient in this situation astounds you. You feel close to jumping out of your skin with excitement, ever slide of his cock further into you making you pant.

"Patience, princess." He says, nipping at your shoulder. You're halfway down his cock by now, the rock of his hips upwards an almost delicate thing. You whine at him like the spoiled princess he treats you as, wanting to be full of him already, to feel his hips slapping against you. You want to see it, watch his desperation for you in the mirror as he claims you, fucks you, fills you. Your hips wriggle with need, trying to slam yourself down on him against his grasp. He laughs at you, continues to guide you down his cock achingly slow until he's hilted there. Then, he withdraws almost entirely before slamming you back down.

You cry out, breath punched from your longs as he sets an unforgiving pace. You watch in the mirror as his cock disappears inside you, take in the way your modest breasts bounce with every thrust. Your mouth is open in breathless gasps, moans punctuating the air. You look hot like this, you think, being handled by the hips, used as a cocksleeve. Your hand snakes behind you to grasp the back of his head, babbling nonsense as he fucks into you.

His name, professions of love, that it feels so good, it all falls past your lips as he bounces you on his cock. You can't remove your eyes from the vision of your coupling in the mirror, watch as he opens his mouth to whisper in your ear. "See how gorgeous you are? This is how we see you - divine." You nod your head, a hum in the back of your throat. You think you finally get it, their ardor for you. If this is the view that greets them every time they touch you, then maybe you can understand.

"Tengen, ah!" You beg, wanting his fingers between your folds. He gets the memo, one hand snaking down to part your slit, his fingers rubbing against your sensitive nub. His pace is desperate, his fingers unrelenting. You feel like you're unspooling, body arching against him, hand gripping his hair. He whispers devotion to you, encouragement, how you're a good girl, his perfect little princess.

His voice is all you hear, your harsh breaths and the slapping sounds of your bodies meeting dulled in the wake of it. "You gonna cum for me, princess? Cum while stuffed full of my cock?" He breathes against your ear, the sound of his special petname for you making your head swim. "Want me to fill you up with my cum?" He asks and you keen at the thought of it.

"Yes, please, I wanna cum on your cock." You say desperately, body tensing with impending release. "Please fill me up, I need it." You go on, never one to fear stating your desires. He mutters a good girl and slams into you harder, faster, his fingers moving a teasing pace over your clit. You think about him cumming inside you and it tips you over the edge, breath punched from your lungs as your orgasm wracks shivers across your body.

You can tell he's close by the way his hips move, finesse falling to the wayside in favor of raw pleasure. "Tengen," You whine his name, body oversensitive but still filled with need for him to fill you up. "Cum inside me, Tengen. Fill me up 'til I'm leaking." He mutters oh fuck, lips brushing your neck as his hips snap one last time. You can feel his release warm and wet, filling you up, his cock buried to the hilt inside of you.

You both turn your heads in tandem to press your lips together in a sweet kissing, sighing against one another's lips. He waits a beat before withdrawing from you, your body tingling with the sensation of his cum leaking out of your entrance. He kisses you one last time before hoisting you up, carrying you up to the top of the bed and laying you down. In an instant, he's beside you, hand at your waist stroking the soft skin there.

"I love you," You sigh, full and satisfied for the time being. It was just what you needed, after a day of feeling so unsure of yourself. He leans over and kisses your cheek, drawing you in even closer and throwing one of his legs over yours.

"Love you too." He replies, kissing your crown. You snuggle into him, too worn out to do much else than lay in his arms and wait for your wives to return home. What a state they'll find you in.

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