Cockwarming Giyuu

NSFW • MDNI

cw: fluff; Gn!reader; not much else reader just sits on his lap baking Giyuu’s baguette inside them | ू•ૅω•́)ᵎᵎᵎ

Giyuu had come back from a mission, his entire body sore and feeling exhausted from the travel, staking out the demon and the fight itself. Finally being able to come back home and see you waiting for him released some of the tension from his shoulders but the bruises and overworked muscles continued to throb in pain.

Entering his home, you were already on top of him. Your arms slung around his neck and your lips already fluttering kisses all across his face. A big smile adorning your face as you told him how much you missed him. His hands heavy on your waist, holding you close to him but his knuckles no longer wanting to curl. Sore from how tightly he held his sword in battle. Your hand sliding down to hold his, guiding him to your shared bedroom where a fluffy futon was already waiting.

Now sitting on his lap, you grind yourself against him, your hands trailing down his sore back and across his biceps. Pressing down firmly to massage the aching muscles. He groans out that he’s too tired, his muscles too sore to be doing this with you, even though he really wishes he could. Your puffy lips trailing down his jaw and down his neck, whispering between each kiss, “It’s okay, just relax. I just want to feel you. Missed you so much.”

Your hands slowly sliding down his chest until you reached his belt. The metal softly clinking as you undid it with nimble fingers. The white belt hanging loosely in its loops as you unzipped his pants. Fingernails dragging across his underwear and stroking his growing hard on. Giyuu shudders beneath you, breath hitched as your warm palm cupped him and your lips continued to press against his neck.

Taking him out of his underwear and slowly pushing him inside of you, a whine escaping your lips as you felt the familiar stretch. A ragged breath leaving Giyuu as he held you closer to him. Nearly holding his breath as he waited in anticipation for your hips to start moving, for you to start gently bouncing on his lap.

Peering into your eyes, “Why aren’t you moving?” He asks timidly.

“Told you,” you whimper out, “I just wanna feel you.” Smiling as you place your hand on his cheek to bring him in for a kiss. Giyuu groans, placing his hand as the base of your head to deepen the kiss.

“You’re just going to sit on my lap, with my dick inside you?” He struggles out, already whimpering and panting at just the feeling of your warm walls hugging him tightly. “Mhmm” you nod, legs and arms wrapping around him tighter with your face buried in his neck.

Giyuu felt his face burning, prominent blush on his cheeks and tips of his ears. Hands shaking as he held onto your form, trying to keep himself as composed as possible. He really, really missed you. He had been starved of you from his mission, even your scent alone drove him crazy. Now your sat on his lap, barely moving as you just keep him buried deep inside you. Being able to feel even the slightest of movement from you; from adjusting yourself on his lap or your walls giving little squeezes here and there — each time sending a shiver up his spine. Giyuu could hear his heart pounding in his chest, his breath long and heavy with his nose buried in your neck and hair, taking in your scent. His arms wrapped around you tightly as he used every fiber in his being to stop his hips from bucking upwards. His dick twitching inside you, feeling so warm, nearly hot, aching for release but still wanting to bask in the moment.

“Fuck, you drive me crazy…” he whispers into your neck.