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kaicubus · 10 months

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A Trip to the Hot Springs | Mitsuri K.

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warnings ✩° : 18+ NSFW, wlw, fingering!recieving, scissoring, semi exposed sex, fluffy sex, confession sex, mutual feelings, consensual sex, cursing from reader (and me...maybe?), implied sub!mitsuri but also reader has sub moments.

pairing ✩° : mitsuri kanroji x fem!reader

premise ✩° : you’ve always like mitsuri kanroji, in all ways. frankly, it’s been giving you a little stress, but it’s a good thing there’s nothing a good trip to the hot springs can’t fix, right?

word count ✩° : 4.7k

authors note ✩° : im so sorry this literally took forever ive been putting it off and coming back to it only to add a sentence...but its FINISHED!!!

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They say the water found in a hot spring has the ability to cure all ailments of the body. The water of a hot spring easily heals the body, nourishes the mind, and soothes the soul. While anyone would enjoy the trip to heaven itself, you found yourself stuck, being the only one hesitant to soak their body in liquid gold. Why?

Mitsuri Kanroji.

As a fellow demon slayer, a hashira at that, Mitsuri was kind to everyone she met. Including you. Everyone had warned you before that the love hashira was known for her overly friendly attitude and dream to fall in love, which was why she joined the demon corps in the first place. Mitsuri was anything but shy, especially when it came to people she didn’t know. It didn’t matter their status or their backstory, it seemed like she just loved them all unconditionally.

Mostly everyone in the demon corps had feelings for her, maybe with a few exceptions, but you certainly didn’t escape her warm, fuzzy aura. Very quickly did she become an acquaintance, a friend, a close friend, and eventually won a front row seat in your heart. In more ways than one, Mitsuri was impossible not to have feelings for. Naturally, you were drawn to her, like a moth to a flame knowing that Mitsuri was way too out of your league, saddened by the idea that she would never pay attention to anyone other than one of her fellow hashiras. In fact, the idea quickly became a heavy burden on your shoulders, damaged your self esteem and on multiple occasions caused you to slip up and make a fool out of yourself, sometimes in front of her.

You didn’t want to think about a silly crush any more, so you decided it’d be best for you and people around you to calm your mind and take a break.

Now was your day to relax. Here at the hot springs so generously paid for all demon corps members, there was no constant worry of fighting or being killed by demons, rather a nice time soaking in medicated, green tinted water guaranteed to reach deep in your being and pull out your truest self to enjoy as well. What’s even better was that you knew no one really visited the hot springs towards the end of the day, as they were busy cleaning up or getting ready to sleep. The sunset only adds to the full experience, in your opinion, and gives you a nice scenic setting to look at as you’re basking.

As a mandatory rule for hot springs, you slide off your silk robe and lay it resting on a vacant bench in the resting area and walk past the middle of the red curtains guarding the woman’s side, smiling to yourself as soon as you step into the luxurious heaven. Just as you pictured it, the hot springs is beautiful. Although there’s a small film of steam clouding around you and everything else, the vibrant shrubbery and smooth, wet rocks are still visible.

Just as it is beautiful, the hot springs is silent, which was good since you never cared for a busy hot spring. It wasn’t because you didn’t like your body, but the mere idea of ten people watching your exposed body in a see through bath made you just the slightest bit uncomfortable.

You clench your towel meant to cover your hair in your arms and step forward, comfortably striding past the wooden arch of the building itself and stepping into the main area where there’s a few separate areas. The second you step into the water is the second all your worries are said to wash away, and what they said was true. The water inside is hot, but not scalding, and yet soothing to all of your aches and pains just inside of your feet alone. You can only imagine what it’ll feel like once your entire body is under. You let out a much needed sigh and close your eyes to fully enjoy the experience.

Just as you’re about to fully submerge your body into the medicated, green tea bath, you nearly slip on the stones below but manage to catch yourself before anything bad happened. Your noise, however, was even less graceful and was quickly followed by a splash just further down in the bath. Your legs almost give out in fright.

That’s when you hear it.

“Oh! Is someone there?” An unnaturally springy voice calls, followed by a splash, then small swishes of water rippling expanding circles your way. Like an arrow to your heart, you knew exactly who it is, who’s voice is sickeningly sweet like warm drops of honey, no one else’s voice can even hit that frequency like hers can. You feel the world begin to shake under you.

Within seconds, the familiar sight of her hair reveals itself to you, sakura pink dipped in spring time green, as well as a delicate, yet sturdy frame, curved to perfection. There’s no denying who it was.

The figure gasps loudly and splashes around, “No way!” it shrieks, “Y/n~! I’m so glad you’re here! No one told me they were coming and I was so sad that I was going to be here alone! Though it wouldn't be an entire loss because I’d still be here in the hot springs! But, now that I have a friend it’ll be even better!” You watch as the familiar face claps her hands together and brings them to her face happily.

“M-Mitsuri!” You say, hands instantly flying to cover yourself, “Hi! Hello! It’s so nice to see you! I-I didn’t even know anyone else was here at this time of day...” An awkward laugh escapes from your shaky lips.

“I thought so too, but I guess it’s just the two of us!” She smiles wider, “Care to join me? There’s no one else here and I’m so lonely~ gah~!” Mitsuri pouts, pushing her peachy lips out at you in an irresistibly cute face of desperation, “Not even Shinobu wanted to be here with me...” Her words only make your heart squeeze more. She looked so sad, so miserable, or maybe she just really wanted you to stay with her.

Either way, you can’t resist.

Unable to even find the words, you find yourself nodding, your heart pounding inside your chest, ticking like hands on a clock, suddenly becoming louder and louder as Mitsuri draws near. The sound of your heart beat only grows as she wades closer to you, hands drifting at her sides, well sunken into the green tinted water. The steam is unbearably thick and barrier-like, and yet it fails to conceal the sheer redness that invades your cheeks like liquid lava pooling directly in the center of your face.

Surely, this can’t be happening. How is she already so close? When did she get so comfortable being this exposed out in the open? Your mind spirals with all sorts of questions, avoiding as much eye contact as possible as she waits for your answer, patiently.

“I-uh. Sure! Yeah, I-I’ll join.” If there was any chance at you maintaining your compsure, it was long gone. With Mitsuri’s pure intentions and happy go lucky personality, she was determined to make you stay anyways.

“Then it’s settled. Here, I have an extra seat next to me!” Mitsuri giggles and extends her hand from her side under the water, bringing it up to you with an open palm dripping in the sparkling liquid. Without thinking, you accept her hand and she pulls you behind the steam barrier and steps down, sinking deeper into the hot spring so that her entire waist down is submerged, yours shortly doing the same. She’s right in front of you, but you look away, trying desperately not to seem inappropriate in any way, especially to such a supreme leader and powerful fighter.

Before you know it, Mitsuri guides you to a calmer, more secluded area where fronds and bamboo guard all the walls surrounding a smaller pond. It feels intimate and closed off, private almost.

“Mitsuri are you sure this is for everyone to use? It seems like it’s private.” You point out and let go of her hand, covering your bits with your hands and arms as best as possible.

The love hashira turns towards you and backs up into the water, squinting her eyes into a warm smile, “Of course! This is the lovers area, but I use it as a private area just for me! Isn’t it cute?”

“The l-lovers area?”

She hums and holds her hands out again, “Y/n, come here! The water’s great closer to the edge. There’s a nice seating area too!” You take her word for it and make your way over next to her, letting your body float in the still water. When Mitsuri closes her eyes, you finally feel like you’re able to relax, so you close your eyes as well and let out a deep exhale followed by a small giggle from Mitsuri.

“A lot on your mind?” She peeks and steals a glance from the side.

“You can say that...” You do the same.

“I was thinking, Y/n. What do you use to make your body so smooth?” Mitsuri asks and opens her eyes fully, clearly not caring to relax or not, “Is it a body butter, maybe a full body massage? Moisturizer? Your skin is so supple!”

You want to give her an answer, but even you don’t know the answer to that. “It’s probably just the water making me look healthier than I actually am.” You let out a soft chuckle, “Your skin is far much better than mine, you have all those fancy elixirs, don’t you?”

“Nope, just cold water, really.” You can feel her eyes still fixated onto your body, “Y/n, I don’t mean to stare

At first, that’s all it is, a woman admiring another woman’s body. As she continues, you can feel her confidence completely block out any rational thought of hers when her hands start gliding up your sides to cupping your breasts in her hands, moving in wide, circular motions. The sound of a gasp being sucked into your chest causes Mitsuri to glance up at you through her thick, beautifully sooty lashes, smiling to herself as she locks eyes with your breasts again. She takes it upon herself to slide her fingers down your cleavage and pull your tits apart, watching the recoil and buoyancy of them bounce back together as soon as she lets go. Now more than ever, your heart doubles in pace, ridding your mind of anything, becoming similar to that of a husk, watching your soul leave your body as she fondles you so comfortably.

“Y/n, your skin is so smooth, I’m so jealous~ You have to tell me how you get it to be so pretty...” Her pale cheeks dust a soft pink, “Your body is so beautiful, I didn’t know. I rarely ever see anyone’s skin since our uniforms cover us right up! But, I’m glad I can see yours today.” Mitsuri’s pale green eyes catch the way your chest rises at her touch as she makes her way to your rib cage, resting her palms on either side of your body. There’s a moment of hesitance, as well as silence, that she uses to check to see if you’re alright, and for a moment she’s caught in her own web of seduction, halting as all the gears turn in her head.

“Ah! Oh my! I’m so sorry! I really shouldn’t have gotten ahead of myself!” She quickly retracts her hands and instead rushes to hide her own embarrassment.

“I-It’s alright! Mitsuri, I’m ok...I promise!” Your mouth was betraying your own sanity, and soon, so were your hands. You lurch forward and catch her dainty wrist and hold it to your chest, hitting yourself in the center of your torso with a small sounding, ‘slap!’

All of a sudden, your confidence drains from you and leaves you breathless. Once you realize what you’d done, you remove your hand from hers, but her palm stays on your chest, looking into your teary eyes with her sparkling ones.

“T-This is weird...Mitsuri, I can’t look at you here without wanting to die on the spot...” You can feel her eyes flutter with curiosity, “Ever since I’ve known you, I’ve liked you and even wanted to be with you, but you’re you and I am just...not on that level. So please, It’d be better for the both of us if I just go away so I don’t have to think about this.”

Just as you’re about to leave, Mitsuri shakes her head—rather quickly—and refuses to let go. Instead, she pulls you closer with a determined look on her face and brings her hand to your face, “Y/n, who ever told you you’re ‘not on my level?’ What kind of mess is that?!” She pounces forward, “You and me! We’re the same! Don’t you see? Y/n, your feelings towards me aren’t weird, and I’m glad you told me because...I feel the same towards you. So if you’re calling yourself weird, you might as well call me weird too!”

The urge to cry and wallow in nothing but sorrow and agony dissipated in a matter of seconds, now flourishing into blooming flowers of delight and pure happiness. That’s just what she was known for, and that’s the whole reason you fell face first for her. As much as you’d like for a better setting to be confessed to, you didn’t care. All you wanted to look at right now is her.

You look down at your body and notice she’s still holding onto you, now shying away from your eyes. If there was anything more to be said, you couldn’t say, you can only laugh at the circumstances and hold her hand, sitting back down into the springs. As she does the same, a few minutes go by, talking about your feelings and realizing you had a lot more in common than you thought, and that Mitsuri had actually liked you longer than you did her. It was all so mind boggling realizing that all it took was an encounter in one of the most intimate places you could imagine. But neither of you had forgotten where you were, in fact, when silence was all there was between you, Mitsuri’s face had become visibly nervous.

You always knew she had little ticks that made it painfully obvious when she liked someone; from what you’d observed in the past, she scratched her cheek, bit her lip, and her eyes would become shifty. You hadn’t noticed the signs until you catch her staring directly at your chest through the tinted water, captivated at the sight of the way the top half of your chest glistened in the setting sun.

You had to admit, you were deliberately looking away from Mitsuri to avoid any suspicion, but here she was, full on staring at you with her eyes widened owlishly to their full extent, then shyly biting her lip away to hide her very obvious hints.

Mitsuri parts her lips with her rose wet tongue, tilting her head down to view the water instead as her tone softens significantly from before, “Uhm...Y-Y/n? Forgive my boldness but, is there any possible way you think of me, inappropriately?” Once the words leave her lips, Mitsuri quickly raises her hands to her defense, “I’m sorry! That didn’t come out how I wanted it to! I-I’m just nervous...that’s all.” She lowers herself into the water, “It’s just that...when I was touching your chest...it felt really good and I want...to feel more, if that’s alright with you of course. You totally don’t even have to, I’m just curious!”

You nod your head, a little too eagerly. “I-I mean, I haven’t...not thought about it. You know, being here is kind of intimate, don’t you think? It feels like we’re already on our first date. Even though I’ve never been on one of those.”

“Me neither.” The love hashira smiles and scoots closer to you, just enough so that her shoulder bumps into yours, “But I’d be more than happy to figure it out with you, Y/n.” Just like that, your heart skips a beat, leaping into your throat and takes over your body as you both lean closer, gently closing the space between you. With her lips on yours, you can’t help but think of just how much you’ve yearned for this moment, and now that it’s finally here it feels better than you could’ve ever imagined.

Just as they appeared, Mitsuri’s lips were full, plump, almost like kissing the surface of a skinned peach. Almost instantly, her shoulders drop as do her brows, becoming more vulnerable and pliant to your touch the longer you stay connected to her mouth. Sucking gently on her bottom lip, you quickly get lost in her sweet, silky taste, almost losing yourself and your balance if it weren’t for her hands suddenly latching onto your waist, pulling you closer to her. It could have very well just been a reaction to your grip loosening, or it could’ve been her way of telling her she already wants more.

Just as you get used to kissing the girl of your dreams, Mitsuri makes a point to soften her mouth on yours as her hand makes its way down your neck to your chest, where she seems to have the most fun. You weren’t sure what to anticipate when her silky touch reminds you how real she is in this moment; it’s all new, uncharted territory that neither of you knew how to navigate.

Her fingers move to your nipples as do her eyes to your face, watching closely as her thumb grazes over the sensitive nubs, instantly hardening from the slight pressure. Mitsuri has never seen your body, and according to rumors, she’s a virgin and has never had a boyfriend or girlfriend, so why was she so good at this? There was no certain way of telling, so you let her take full control over your body and allow her hands to roam all over you, rubbing your skin and fondling your tits as a whole, not leaving out any attention to your most sensitive places.

Your lips tremble at the thought of just how wet you could be from all of this, there was no way you weren’t, but Mitsuri was eager to find out, and in some other word you were too. Mitsuri’s hand trails down your hips and catches in between your inner thighs, opening your otherwise clamped legs with ease and revealing your drenched, reddened pussy already dripping with slick. “Wow, Y/n~! You’re so cute~ I can’t believe it! I’ve always liked you and thought dirty thoughts like this, but I never expected them to come true...” You watch as she bites down on the corner of her soft, pink lips.

“You’ve thought of me, like this?” Your hips buck on their own, wanting to feel her fingers inside of you already. Mitsuri nods and listens to your silent pleas, sliding two of her slender fingers down the middle of your slit, parting past your folds and rubbing up and down, just to get familiar with you. Instead of responding with words, she hums with a small smile, focused on your lower half, rubbing and prodding your sensitivity, occasionally looking up to see your face. Nothing is said until you feel a knot start to tighten deep inside your pelvis, already knowing what’s soon to follow after. So you stop her.

Through hazy delirium, you manage to catch Mitsuri’s hand and gently stop her fingers from becoming dangerously close to making you climax, looking up at her, your whole body trembling with embarrassment and over stimulation.

“Hm? Does this not feel good?” She asks curiously, batting her eyes at you, “You’re shaking quite a bit, so I expect it to feel a little bit nice?”

“Mitsuri, I want to make you feel good. It feels amazing, almost too amazing. So please, let me do something to you as well. Don’t focus entirely on me.” Your voice hushes hers into a whisper and soon enough, silence. Not wanting to wait any longer, you pull Mitsuri close and fill the gap of unwanted silence with your lips on hers. The kiss is gentle at first, creating the same tingling sensation in your stomach as before, only amounting to the indescribable feelings bursting at the seems inside of you.

Mitsuri’s hands glide up your back, eyes closed and neck limp as your tongue slides into her mouth. She tilts her head to deepen the kiss, which only makes your head spin more.

You reposition yourself so that your thighs cage hers, allowing you to pull her chest onto yours, now giving you full leverage to hoist her entire body with your arms alone. She was still standing, but in the heat of the moment, you manage to pull her up slightly so that her entire body was on yours, with no space in between you. Mitsuri gasps at your strengths and stares in shock, seeing as no one is able to carry her so easily, let alone in a bath with no further enhancements; but when it came to her, you’d do anything, so picking her up was out of the question.

With a gentle squeeze on her ass, you lower Mitsuri to fully sit on your thigh, all while your face sears with heat feeling her soaked pussy finally rub up against yours. Whether it was intentional at first was anyone’s guess. The water in the bath, however, makes it easier to handle her and her body, causing the love pillar to slide perfectly into your hold but eventually start to slip. As soon as she realizes she’s falling, Mitsuri scoots in closer, arms falling around your neck, right into your throbbing entrance again.

You manage one last gasp of air before the space in between your legs is overwhelmed with the warm, slick flesh of Mitsuri’s pussy. Within seconds, the hot springs fills with one, collective sigh and light sounds of water splashing. Mitsuri’s eyes fall closed as she bites down on her pink lip, sinking her teeth down in an attempt to collect herself from losing composure, but failing once you grind into her.

“Y/n, your pussy’s so wet and warm...I can hardly focus.” Mitsuri exhales softly, cocking her head to the side and grazing her hands up your back to hold your shoulders, “I-It feels so good, you were right.”

Small sweat beads start to appear on your forehead as you bite down on your lip, watching the way her body falls against yours perfectly, fitting and filling each space of your hips and waist, and you knew she was already intoxicated by you. Just by feeling your arousal against her fluttering cunt, Mitsuri’s eyes squeeze shut, her hips now moving on their own, searching to get even closer than before.

Her hands grip at your waist, pulling you in to her and giving you the perfect view of her pale breasts spilling onto yours along with the sight of her pink braids parting around the rest of the body. You couldn’t help but wonder if Mitsuri does these things on purpose, if she—especially now—knew that everything she did made you lose your mind. At this point, Mitsuri’s movements weren’t her own. With her knuckles tightly clenching around your wrists, she rubs her puffy entrance against yours, using her slick to easily glide up and down, bucking her hips into yours, and she can’t help but whine, tilting her head into your chest, battling the feelings that overcame her senses she grew to know as pleasure running all throughout her body.

The sudden pleasure heats your body till the point you feared how red your face was from the way Mitsuri’s body loosens in your arms. She rubs back and forth against your pussy, swaying her hips and pushing herself into you further, trying to chase the fleeting feeling of the tingling sensation.

A soft moan flows past your lips. You had already fantasized about this moment for weeks, even months, but now that it was actually happening, you realize that Mitsuri was doing most of the work. You wanted to hold her back and grapple onto his hips and grind yourself onto her just to feel the surging heat of her throbbing cunt against yours, but you could hardly do so when Mitsuri was doing it already, all while complementing your body through hushed groans.

“F-Fuck, Mitsuri, if you keep doing that I—haa!” You hold onto her out of desperation and cling against her back, digging your nails into her pale skin.

She whines, moving her hips in circles, lathering in your combined juices before gently stuffing her head into your shoulder, trying desperately to speed up. Her olive colored eyes are laced with tears brimming her lashes, nearly spilling out before you can calm her with a small kiss on her lips, hips still stuttering at all the attention.

“D-Do you know how long I’ve waited for this?” Mitsuri moans shamelessly into your ear, leaving a small kiss on the shell of it, “Wanting to kiss you, and touch you? Y/n, I’m so happy!”

You rock against her thighs and gasp out, “Shit, oh my God Mitsuri,” you inch your body closer again and press into her folds, taking in all her delicious sounds of irrevocable rapture.

“Y-You’re making me s’good, Y/n. Your wet pussy feels so good on mine, please don’t ever stop. Don’t stop, don’t stop!” She pleads, grinding circles with her sopping slit against your cunt. If anyone were to walk in at any moment, there was no way of prying you off of her. From her supple flesh to her strangely sweet taste, you were addicted to every part of her.

As much as you wanted to savor the moment, you could already feel the growing knot in your stomach start to unravel which could only mean one thing.

You're about to tip over the edge. You already guessed that this would happen, due to built up tension or purely because it was her, you didn't know, but it came as a shock to you that you were quickly feeling yourself crossing the edge so quickly. You wanted it to last for longer, and you were embarrassed to say that you were going to cum already, but by the looks of her reddened face and faster pace, Mitsuri was too.

“So good, Mitsuri, y-you’re so fucking cute. Just like that, yeah?” a subtle smirk spreads across your lips, “You’re making such a mess, baby.”

The love pillar’s pillowy thighs straddle against your thigh, hurrying her rutting up until the point where her she can’t even move anymore but still continues at an only accelerating rate.

“I wanna c-cum with you, Y/n, just please don’t stop!” She sputters incoherently and suddenly pants into your ear, her voice practically singing your name as she chants it over and over again, “Y/n! Y/n! Y/n!” and finishes it off with a strained moan escaping from her swollen, pink lips.

You cry out as well, the knot completely unraveling, which sends Mitsuri over the edge at the same time hearing your messy and tangled moans. She lets her body fall limp against yours as she shakes uncontrollably, stuffing her face into your dewy chest, squeezing your torso so tight you fear you can pop right then and there. Instead, you hold her as well and feel amounts of slick and arousal spilling out of you, dripping all the way down past your inner thighs and onto Mitsuri’s as well. One look told you that Mitsuri was much more messier than how you looked, with her blushed pussy still leaking after when you thought you’d finished entirely.

The pillar looks up at you, legs still trembling, with teary eyes and an overjoyed smile, unable to say anything but hold you. You give her a flushed smile as well and pet the top of her head, soaking it with some bath water and flicking her braids off of her damp skin.

“Let’s finish our bath?”

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