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tojifile · 4 months

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@Muzan Kibutsuji . . . (＾＾＃)

Tags: husband!muzan, emotionally dependent reader, f!reader, violence, suggestive, manipulation, muzan is taller than you, mansplaining if you squint, huge daddy issues, toxic relationship

A/N: Thinking about husband!muzan and his wife who’s emotionally dependent on him. She’s a huge crybaby but Muzan loves how dependent she is on him. He loves the dominance he has over her. THIS IS FOR WOMEN WITH DADDY ISSUES WHO WANT TO BE TAKEN CARE OF IN THE MOST TOXIC WAY IMAGINABLE. The relationship and everything is super toxic but I love those and honestly, red flags get me going! (I am a bad example of what you should do with your life, do not copy) Merry Christmas Eve to my ho ho hos! 🎄

p.s. an anon just requested for a Muzan’s wife runs away after finding out so that may be after this, just know that I love toxic relationships with guys like Muzan :)

husband!muzan who only goes out at night. He tells you he has a skin condition that started when he was a kid. There was no known cure, so his “company” constantly tries to find information on possible cures for people with the same disease.

husband!muzan who seemed like the perfect partner, dotting on you, always buying you gifts. He’d buy you things that reminds him of you which made you all the more attached. You loved his attention and how he constantly babies you.

husband!muzan who you caught consuming a woman during a stroll. It was already past 7PM but you decided to go out for a walk. Everything was good, the streets were bustling with different kinds of people, all smiling and happy—that was until you got to a rather secluded area.

You heard loud cries coming from a narrow alley. The screams lured you in. At the back of the alley was where you saw your husband—Muzan Kibutsuji, devouring a helpless young woman. He immediately sensed your presence and turned around.

He swiftly got in front of you and covered your mouth with his palm. “Hello, my love, I trust you enjoyed your evening stroll?” He spoke, his voice dripping with an eerie yet sweet, confusing feeling. You only looked at him with teary eyes in response.

husband!muzan who tries to reason with you but he didn’t even need to say anything. You still wanted him.

Such a shame that you had to find out about his secret, “Kibutsuji-kun..” was all you could mutter after he removed his palm from your mouth. You then started to cry in his arms as he caressed your hair, calming you down. God, he was so sweet towards you.

A few lines of blood dripped down the corners of his mouth. He looked down at you with a soft smile on his face. His suit and pants were stained with the blood of his victim but that didn’t bother him.

Most—no, all of his past wives would’ve been crying and yelling about how much of a liar and monster he is and/or running away. But here you were in his arms, you cried because you didn’t know how to react. You were scared that he’d leave you because you found out his secret.

husband!muzan who is happy to know that you’ve truly submitted yourself to him. He loves the feeling of being in control. It was adorable, the way you melted into his arms, even after you saw him consuming another human being.

husband!muzan who promises to never hurt nor leave you. He just loved controlling you a bit too much. It got him excited, knowing that he comes home to such a cute little human wife who he doesn’t have to hide his true form from.

husband!muzan who then escorts you home while holding you by the waist. Telling you about how you shouldn’t go out at night without him. He doesn’t want other demons to mistake you for a lowly human.

husband!muzan who was just really turned on by the events. As soon as you got home he had you on the bed, kissing you softly. He didn’t even have to use force with you. You were just so happy to submit to the man who gave you affection.

husband!muzan who sometimes lets his fangs sink in your skin. Just for you to tremble and whimper under his touch. He loved it when you would cling onto him and he loves the little noises you’d make whether it be from pain or pleasure.

husband!muzan who tells himself that he’s only staying with you and treating you like this because you’re a valuable asset, one that could keep his facade going.

husband!muzan who slowly submits to your affection genuinely, especially after that night.

husband!muzan who always makes you feel safe and taken care of. He might be the demon king but he can’t let his wife be let down. Muzan Kibutsuji was too much of a loving husband to let that happen.

husband!muzan who treats you like a child that needs to be guided. He can’t have you forming your own thoughts now, right? That would corrupt your innocent little mind. He couldn’t let you turn against him now that he was so attached to you.

husband!muzan who loves to pamper you like a little doll. He loves the idea of using you over and over. Although he doesn’t understand why he’s so attached to you, he just lets it happen. You were still a benefit to him anyway.

And finally.. husband!muzan who has you numb every time he’s had a bad night. Getting you to do nasty things with him, knowing you’re always so needy for his attention.

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puddingchoo · 7 months

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Putty in your hands

Muzan x f/reader, NSFW. Swearing. Sexual content. Consensual stuff. Muzan might be off character.

Generally have no idea what I’m doing cause this is my first time writing🫣

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As you wondered through the western house to your bedroom you couldn’t help that your mind wondered to a certain Demon King.

Muzan made you his wife after meeting you in town, he was about to devour you. However you knew from first hand experience about what demons were and the Demon Slayer Corps. He became slightly obsessed with you after you told him you held information regarding a certain Blue Spider Lily. Therefore you couldn’t be killed.

Muzan was impressed and pissed off that a human dared to bargain with him and tell him to his face that ‘he could go fuck himself and his demons but you need my help’. He had looked at you as if he wanted to strike you down in a millisecond. But he couldn’t. You had something he needed. And there was just something about you.

So after almost ending up as a bloody human meal deal he decided to accept that he couldn’t kill you but in order to keep you within arms reach so you wouldn’t run off and alert the Demon Slayer Corps he proposed and you two got married. All in the same evening. The very same evening he almost made you his dinner. Your head was spinning for weeks afterwards because your mind couldn’t comprehend just how quickly Muzan moved things along.

That was six months ago and here you still were in the Demon Kings den trying not to be slain by a ruthless, paranoid, angry man.

You sighed heavily as you reached your bedroom door. No. Your joint bedroom. Muzan had…insisted that he needed to make sure you weren’t going to escape. Which you weren’t going to do in the first place because demons equals super speed and it also equalled a super fast death.

Opening it slowly you peeked inside.

It was odd to see Muzan at home when all he did was work, work and yes more work but yet there he was eyes closed, arms under the pillows, his head resting on his arms. Blankets thrown over his waist almost exposing that ass you couldn’t help but stare at when he walked on by and his naked back and shoulders looked delicious in the moonlight.

You gulped as you pushed the door open to step inside the room. Closing it behind you with a soft click to not disturb the man in bed. You stepped towards the bed with trepidation in your veins as you finally reached the side of the bed. Looking down at Muzan who was seemingly “asleep” you couldn’t help noticing that heat had risen to your cheeks and heat was forming in your abdomen. You had to admit that Muzan, despite being a demon who ate humans, he was far more handsome than any man you’d ever met previously.

You bit your lip and almost moaned at the sight of him upon closer inspection. His body was exquisite and it looked like if the gods had carved it out themselves despite his wrongdoings to others. The pair of you hadn’t really been intimate except for fake kisses, but your feelings, wants and needs had been growing since you married and now you found yourself wanting him.

Fuck it. You took off all your clothes and got into bed. The voice in your head warning you that you could end up a bloody mess; the voice was pushed out almost instantly. I’ll die trying. You thought to yourself as you were now bare.

Your eyes watched Muzan’s back slowly rise and fall with each breath. The muscles were begging to be touched. Shuffling closer to the body next to you was as nerve wracking as you thought but you were determined. All because you wanted him.

Bending over his upper body you placed multiple kisses just between his shoulder blades. He didn’t stir or move. The fact that Muzan didn’t move stirred you on. So you continued placing kisses between his shoulder blades, moving up and down his body. You placed one of your hands on his back; gliding to the firmness that was his ass. Oh how you wanted to pinch and squeeze it!

It was then you realised you just had to straddle the man. Moving up on your knees you swung your left leg over and settled on his lower back. Screw it. I’m doing this and if I die well I can die happy. The movement caused Muzan to stir but you were quick to place your entire body weight on him and hold him down. Still giving his back kisses which soon turned into nips and small bites. Your hands roaming his skin, eager to feel the muscles beneath.

“What the hell are you doing?” He asked, voice deep and commanding. But you sensed that he didn’t mind and he certainly made no effort to stop you.

“Just giving you some cuddles and kisses. You rarely take any days off” you replied kissing the spot where the back of the neck met his shoulder.

“Well there’s nothing to do. All those intolerable, wretched beings are completely worthless right now. But that still doesn’t answer my question as to what you’re doing to me.”

You sighed and shifted closer to his ear. You managed to get a peek of the left side of his face as you moved closer. That crimson eye of his seemed to be glowing as it watched you in a mixture of curiosity, mild annoyance and surprise. The voice in your head returned and told you that what you’re doing might be the cause of your doom. Shut up and let me do this!

“I just thought I could help you relax” you whispered to his ear. And without waiting for a response you licked his neck whilst wrapping your hands around his torso. His eye widened and shifted towards you as if to roll over. His curly raven locks swinging softly as he moved. In all honesty it helped. You snaked your hands and arms even further until your fingers found his pectorals. Looking at him dead in the eye the tips of your fingers found his nipples. His reaction was almost instantaneous; he moaned slightly.

Well well well look at that the Demon King can moan. As you continued playing with his hardening nipples his curly raven hair shifted again as he moved his head.

The position that the pair of you in wasn’t exactly comfortable so you decided to change that. Moving slightly off Muzan, who gave you a mild look of confusion only for it to disappear when you grabbed him to follow your movements. Now you were spooning him. Your naked flesh pressing nicely against his back. Your breasts flush against his back.

“Shall we continue m’lord?” You asked in a whisper against his ear. Your hands travelling to his chest once again. But this time one hand moving along his well formed abs and moving even further down to his waist until your hands had reached his hip.

“Do you have any idea what your-“ Muzan’s sentence was cut off when you suddenly held his slightly hardened member in your hand. The smirk you had on your face was reflected in his eyes when he turned his head to look at you. The slight blush on his cheeks became darker when you suddenly started stroking his cock. His eyes closed and his face contorted to that of pure pleasure.

“Unghh” Muzan’s voice suddenly became a musical masterpiece.

Your eyes fixed on where his neck and shoulder met and decided that you’ll do anything to hear that voice of his. In fact you made it your mission to make him putty in your hands. You moved closer and without any warning you bit into his neck, careful not to spill any of his demonic blood, whilst gripping his cock and moved it up and down.

“Fuck!!” Moaned Muzan as his cock was stroked faster.

“That’s a pretty nice voice you have there” you whispered into his neck knowing full well he could hear you.

“Silence. Have you any idea-“ once again his voice cut off as he groaned out, his pleasure rising. His cock hard and weeping precum. Your hand and fingers smearing it all over his tip and down his shaft, till it was slick with his own fluids. Your left hand gripped his cock tightly, as you breathed heavily against his neck and the right hand that was on his chest moved up to his hair.

You threaded your fingers through those soft, raven curly locks and pulled at them. Muzan groaned at the action. Vaguely thinking that you’d never behaved like this before but then again he couldn’t have imagined you’d be like this seeing as you had never been intimate. He only wanted you around for your information. But now he wasn’t so sure…

The fingers in his hair pulled more of his face towards you, the grip making him moan slightly and pant. The vague thought of ‘were you always this demanding?’ came to his mind.

Looking directly into those glowing crimson orbs of his you leaned closer to his face. Without hesitation you smashed your lips together in a kiss that could only be described as desperate and messy. Muzan groaned and cooperated and moved his mouth in tandem with your kiss; thus making it deeper. Soon your kiss would dissolve into tongue, lips and spit.

You moaned slightly, the hum going into his mouth. He stilled just for a fraction of a second before he moved his arm and cupped the back of your head to push it into his face and lips more.

The hand on his cock smeared more precum around the tip and stroked him faster. Muzan groaned into your mouth loudly when you gripped him even harder. Taking your mouth away from his, thus breaking a small string of spit that you two shared, you turned your eyes down, trailing over his body, his hand still at the back of your head. You turned bolder by taking your left leg and hooking it over his left side. The change of reaction on his face was instantaneous. His brow furrowed and you could hear his teeth grind together.

He then surprised you by turning around towards you with your left leg still over his hips, your hand still on his cock and his left hand no longer at your head instead the right hand was cupping your face. It slowly moved downwards, igniting burning pleasure through your veins as he suddenly cupped your wet core.

The moan that left your lips echoed throughout your room. I hope the maids didn’t hear that. But that thought was quickly silenced by the fact on of his fingers suddenly began rubbing your clit in expertise. Your mouths fused together in another messy, sloppy kiss with the pair of you moaning.

The hand that rubbed you also made contact with the opening and those fingers found their way inside, stroking your walls, making you soaking wet. You moaned loudly against his mouth, the feelings that coursed through your body were incredible. And you also couldn’t quite believe who and what was gifting you this blinding pleasure. A distant thought also came to mind: the fact that the Demon King was allowing you to touch him in such a manner was beyond something you could think of but fuck it! You were enjoying the moment whilst it lasted.

“Well look at you. Aren’t you a sexual deviant? So wet for me when I’ve barely given you anything” Muzan said against your mouth after he broke the kiss. In response all you could do was moan.

He chuckled as his fingers continued moving inside you, twisting and curling. He chuckled again when he heard you moan as he added another finger.

You decided that you’d up your game seeing as he upped his. With one hand on his cock the other under you, you moved your free hand to his chest. There you pinched his left nipple then moving to his right and pinched again. His back arched a fraction. His eyes watching your face as it contorted into a smile and then you moved your hand to his neck, pulling him harshly into another kiss. Breaking apart your lips you moved your kisses downwards to his chin and neck. Kissing further down you reached the junction where his neck and shoulder met your hand moved to his hair, clenching it in a fist and tilting his head back.

The groan that left his lips stirred you on and you bit into his collarbone. Another moan left his lips as he thrusted his hips upwards and the hand that still was wrapped around his cock moved along with the movement.

“Fuck sake woman!! What the hell are you doing to me right now” he hissed as you continued biting and nipping his neck whilst still stroking that hard cock of his. Nobody had done this to him in all his centuries of immortal life. So he couldn’t quite believe what a human woman he married off the street was doing to him. You were practically strangers and yet here you were manhandling him in such a way that made him harden even further.

“Trying to make you cum” you replied again this neck. “Is it working?” You teased him.

Muzan growled lowly and grabbed one of your tits, squeezing hard and pinching your nipples. Both of his hands then moved to your waist and moved you on top of him. You felt mild disappointment as your hand let go of his cock but allowed him to move you how he wanted. Your naked flesh touched his own, your breasts plush against his toned chest. The skin on skin contact making you both moan.

Now face to face with the Demon King your face was reflected in his eyes and you could clearly see that you had an aroused blush on your cheeks. Well of course you were aroused who wouldn’t be. You could also see that Muzan was in a no better state either.

Moving his hands to the cheeks of your ass he gripped the globes of flesh and squeezed tightly. His hands then moved to your waist and kept them there.

Taking initiative, you sat up. Your ass brushing against his hard cock; his lips opened and he let out a breathy gasp. Suddenly getting a rather brilliant idea you lifted yourself on your knees, ignoring his brief look of confusion, and scooted back until your soaking core was directly over his cock before lowering yourself down and pushing his cock against his abdomen.

His cock felt so hot and you could feel it pulsing against your nether lips. Looking at his face you noticed that a look of intrigue was on his handsome features. So you started rocking your hips, his hands still on your waist and you looking into his eyes. He gasped and moaned. Your core soaking his length with your arousal as you humped his cock.

Gripping your hips he moved you faster. Chasing his impending release that was building ever since your hand met his cock.

“Fuck!” He gasped, increasing the speed of the rocking. One of his hands let go of your hips to travel down to your clit and began stroking it.

“Ah fuck!” You moaned as his fingers increased their movement and was in tandem as your hips.

“Fucking don’t you dare cum. You’ll cum when I want you too. My little slut” Muzan as but demanded between gasps but his words made the heat in your abdomen spread.

Of course you increased the pressure on his cock by moving your hips faster. You had no idea how close he was.

“FUUUCK” Muzan shouted. In retaliation he moved his fingers at an inhumane speed. You felt your climax approaching you at a speed that made your back arch and you gasped. You couldn’t keep up with the sensations that were coursing through your body.

Suddenly your climax was upon you and your mind couldn’t comprehend was what happening until you were convulsing on Muzan’s cock. You moaned, gasped and swore. Muzan was in no better shape because he was withering beneath you and swearing, the words sounded nothing like anything you heard before. You felt Muzan’s cock grow harder and hotter and then it happened.

Muzan came all over his stomach with a shout but he didn’t stop the movement of his hand on your hip or the hand that was frantically stroking your clit. He chased his orgasm and yours until the pair of you were panting until you collapsed on top of him. Fuck the mess that was amazing!! You thought as you laid there. Muzan’s hands were your back, slowly massaging the muscles. Your face resting against his neck, your warm breath tickling his skin. The quiet was peaceful, that was until Muzan’s voice broke that silence.

“What was that all about?” He asked you as his hands continued their ministrations on your back.

“I already told-“ you began but Muzan cut you off.

“Bullshit. Don’t give me lies. I want the truth” Muzan said as his hands stopped. You sighed audibly. This was the embarrassing part, you were never good at telling people how you felt. But after what you two shared you had to tell him.

“I…I wanted you” you said so quietly that if Muzan was human he wouldn’t have heard you.

“Well of course you’d want me. I’m nothing short of perfection that was placed on this miserable earth” he replied, he almost sounded as if he was boasting.

“Yes I know but I also started liking you as well as wanting you” you stated with a slight edge in your tone.

“I did have an inclination that you liked me. I waited until the right time for you to make a decision” he said, his hands stopped on your waist again.

“You mean you knew?!” You said loudly, your cheeks flushing with embarrassment. You tried so hard to not flush red but failed miserably.

Muzan chuckled your reaction.

“Oh yes but I didn’t know you’d creep in the bedroom and do away with me like you have done so” he turned to face you. Then he suddenly did something you weren’t expecting despite everything you previously shared. He gave you a chaste kiss on your lips and you felt yourself reciprocating his kiss with your own.

After you two broke away you looked into his eyes and saw a slight warmth. A fraction so small you wouldn’t have been able to see it until now. One of his hands had come up to stroke your cheek and cup your face. You both smiled at each other.

All of a sudden you found yourself on your back against the covers with Muzan hovering over you. A predatory look in his eyes. The slits of those crimson orbs standing out. Are his eyes glowing more than usual? You thought as you looked up at him.

“Good. Now that you’ve had your fun I shall have mine” he growled as he inched closer to your lips. At that moment you noticed his cock was hardened against your thighs and you gasped.

And with that Muzan kissed you fiercely and this time made you putty in his hands. All. Night. Long.

Spoiler: reader couldn’t walk the next day ;)

#muzan x reader #demon slayer #muzan kibutsuji #muzan x f/reader

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justagamerandaweeb · 28 days

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Deflowered - Muzan x Reader (Revamped)

The next story remake on this list features the smooth criminal himself. Do people still call him Muzan Jackson, or is that a dead joke? Ah, who cares? Enjoy the story!

A couple of months have passed ever since Muzan spared your life and took you in as his significant other. You knew he was a demon, but for some unknown reason, you've grown to have a huge liking for him.

So much so that you wanted him to make you more than his significant other.

You were sleeping in your bed, shifting side to side as you were whimpering in your sleep as you were dreaming of something so erotic.

"You want this, don't you? You want to be marked and claimed by your king, shooting my seed inside you as I make you my wife?" he whispered in your voice as he slid his finger up and down your folds.

His voice sounded like it was purring like a big cat, you could hear the gravel in his voice when he whispered to you, and that made your toes curl a little. "Y-Yes, Muzan... P-Please..."

"Please, what?" he said as a smile started to form on his face seeing how submissive you were to him. "P-Please... Make me yours..."

He softly chuckled as he says, "Anything for you, darling." and started to suck on your neck. You felt his canines graze your skin, making you whimper a little. As he was rubbing your slit, he started to unbuckle his belt with a his free hand.

He yanked his belt off and unbuttoned his pants, and pulled his pants down, revealing his erect shaft. He stops rubbing you as he mounts on top of you, and caresses your cheek as he says, "Get ready..." prods your hole, and slowly moves his hips forward.

You softly groaned as your eyes began to open, you looked around to see that you were still in your room, and that the dream was over. You lay your head back down on the pillow as you thought to yourself, Muzan... what are you doing to me? You're a demon... let alone, THE demon... and yet, I'm catching feelings for you...

You then took the comforter off and sat down at the edge of the bed, looking down at the floor as you were reminiscing about the dream you had. You softly gripped the bedsheet with both of your hands and you exhaled through your nose as you stood up off the bed, and opened the door.

You only had your nightshirt on as you softly walked through the hallway barefooted, hearing the sound of your soles sticking to the wooden floor.

You then arrived at his door, and softly knocked on it to see if he was inside, but you heard no answer. You knocked a littlr bit harder, and still nothing.

You look at the doorknob, and slightly hesitated to grab it as your hand started to shake. You slowly breathed into your nose, and out with your mouth as you grabbed the knob, and twisted it, and opened the door.

"M-Muzan?" you softly spoke as you peeked through the door to see that the room was empty. There was a bed, a desk, and a couple of papers on the counter next to a couple of vials.

You slowly walked in and looked around the room, coming to realize that it looked surpisingly nice. You walked up the counter and decided to read some of the stuff he wrote.

One of them piqued your interest, it was a letter that had your name on it. What the... you picked it up, and unfolded it as you read it.

You intrigue me,

From the very first moment I met you, you've done nothing but make me curious of your entire existence. Why do you intrigue me so? What makes you so special among all those other worthless human, nothing but mere cattle for a near perfect being such as myself. Yet you... Is it your beauty? Have you casted some spell on me or seduced me in some way? No, it's clear you haven't. You're so painfully soft and yet, somehow, I hold a strange fondness for it. You yourself remind me of a Lily of the valley. You're personality seems so pure, you are always so joyous, sincere, loving and in some ways or one, lucky. You intrigue me, (Y/N), yet I wish not for that intrigue to fade.

Kibutsuji, M.

The sound of your heart beating in your ears we're so loud, you thought they were gonna burst. You put the paper back on the counter, and turned around to see Muzan standing behind you.

It felt like your heart stopped for a moment, as you were looking at his blood red eyes. "How was the letter?" he says, snapping you back to reality. "U-Um... It was good..." you said to him, scared about what he was gonna do next. "I-I'm sorry for being here, I was looking for you so I could tell you something, b-but, I'll go back to my room, and forget this even happen." You said as you were walking away from him, when suddenly you felt his hand touch your right shoulder.

"Tell me." he said behind your ear, and your body went a little stiff. You could hear the purr of it, just like in your dream. You slowly turned around to face him, and said, "I-I... had a dream about you... "

"What was it about?" he questioned you, his arms crossed together, and he waited for your answer.

"I-It was about the two of us together... We were both cuddling and you... y-you..." your face was turning red as you were too embarrassed to say the next part.

Muzan walks closer to you as he grabs your chin, and caresses your cheek. "You can say it."

You grabbed his wrist as you continued, "You... started to kiss me... Not only that, you were touching me... spot down there... A-And once you'd stopped... you took your pants off a-and..."

You then felt Muzan's finger touch your lips as he looked at you with a smirk on his face as he said, "I love you, too, my darling."

He then wrapped his arms around you as he lowered himself to your face and kissed your lips. Your eyes widened as he proceeded to pick you up with little ease, all while kissing you.

He turns around and walks to the bed, and puts you down on it. He started to deepen the kiss as you felt his tongue slowly twirling against yours. Whimpering as you felt him touching your cloth-covered body.

He stops kissing you as he says while touching you, "Do my hands feel rough on your body, or do you like them the way they are?"

"I-I... like the way they are... Y-Your hands... they feel... s-so rough, yet so gentle on me..."

He then lets out a soft chuckle as he says, "I don't want to hurt my partner when I show them how much they mean to me," he pecks your lips and continues, "Especially when I have genuine feelings about them." and kisses you again.

You let out a little groan as he kissed you, and then you felt his free hand run up to your arm, and lock his hand with yours. His hand felt a little boney compared to yours, but yet it felt like his hand had some muscle too.

His hand that was touching you though, started to go down to your legs, and he grabbed the end of your nightshirt, and slowly started to pull it up, to the point to where he revealed your whole body.

You blushed as you both stared at each other as Muzan said, "Do you want me to reenact what happened in your dream, or do you want me to treat you better?"

Your thighs softly rubbed together at the thought that Muzan could do better than touching your spot, so you nodded and said, "Treat me better, please."

He then smiled, and he kissed your cheek. He then started to go lower as he kissed your chin, and your neck, and started to make a line of kisses down your body until he kissed your inner thigh, and wrapped his arms around both of your thighs.

He then looked at you with a smirk on his face, which made you flustered as you covered your face from embarrassment. He then chuckles as he looks down at your untouched lips, licked his lips, and begins to lick yours.

You gasped as you felt his warm tongue lick you down there. Your back softly arched from the texture of his tongue, and moaned from the feeling of it touching your slit.

"M-Muzan..."

He smirks at the sound of you moaning his name out as he continues to lick your slit. He then started to suck your bead, and twirled his tongue on it, which made you moan even louder than before, but then you quickly put your hand on your mouth.

He stops and says, "What are you doing?" You sat your head up, and removed your hand from your mouth a little as you said to him, "I... Don't want to be loud... someone might hear us..."

"Oh, darling... No one is gonna hear us. So please, don't be afraid to let out your voice." He said as he kissed your slit.

You slowly removed your hand away from your mouth, and your heart was beating in your chest as your breath was trembling, and you softly gripped the comforter of the bed.

His smirk formed into a smile as he went back to sucking your clit, making you whimper again as you laid your face on the side of the pillow.

He then took his index, and middle fingers, and slowly started to finger your insides. It didn't help either that he was licking your clit in the process.

Your muscles felt so stiff, your toes were curling, your breath was hyperventilating, your heart was beating rapidly, and your knuckles were turning white. The pleasure was overwhelming to you, it felt like your brain was being overstimulated.

"Muzan! I-It feels so good!" You whined out as you were hiccuping and your breath was trembling. Muzan didn't say anything, but inside he was proud of making you feel like this.

Muzan then closes his eyes, and defided to suck on your clit again, but he decided to take his index finger out of you, and traded it in for his ring finger.

And what felt like white noise in your brain, he started to move them rapidly, making your entire body surge with a state of euphoria. You put your hands on his head as you stuttered out in ecstasy, "D-Don't s-stop!" as you felt closer to your climax.

Muzan did what you asked, and proceeded to suck and lick on your clit, all while fingering you in a rapid pace until you couldn't hold it in any longer.

"I-I'm!" You muttered out as Muzan moved out of the way and took his fingers out as he watched you ejaculate, watching your juices spray out of you as it some of it went on the floor, and the bed.

Once you finished, it felt like your body shut down as you were exhausted from finishing, your muscles would occasionally twitch, and you would let out the sound of a yelp as you lie dead on the bed with the pillow covering half your face.

Muzan sat down next to you as he caressed your hair, and cheek as he said, "That's a good girl..." with a smirk on his face. "S-Stop... I feel too sensitive..." you whimpered out as Muzan responds to you, "But you look so adorable like this. Vulnerable. Tired. Lustful." he then gets to your ear and whispered in your ear, hearing the cat-like purr in his voice as he says, "Do you want to satisfy me too?"

You look at him, and Muzan backs away from you as you were struggling to sit up due to your muscles feeling weak after your climax. You got on your knees as you wrapped your arms around his neck and laid your head on his shoulder as you said to him in a feeble tone, "I do..."

He then smiles and whispers in your ear again, "Then lay down, and let me make you feel special." He wrapped his arms around you and lowered you back on the bed as he stood up off of the bed and started to unbutton his black long-sleeve shirt.

He took his shirt off to reveal his tone, muscular body, along with huge scars that covered his body, and arms. Scars that looked somewhat fresh, but in reality were there for a very long time.

He notices you staring at them, and walks up to you as he says, "Give me your hand." and you comply. He grabs your wrist, and pulls your hand closer to his body as he lets you touch his scars. "This, was caused by someone who nearly killed me. I still get flashbacks thinking about that night..." he says as he thinks back to the day he almost died to that long-haired swordsman. To this day, he couldn't believe how easy it was for the swordsman to trumatize him, and how easily he would've died had not he ran away.

He shook his head as he said, "Now's not the time to think about that. I want to make this all about you." he cupped your cheek and kissed your lips.

He then mounted on top of you and then began to suck on your neck, licking it, and gnawing his fangs on your skin. He whispered in your ear, "Are you ready?"

You then touched his chest as you looked into his eyes and said, "I've been waiting for you to say that... Yes, I am." Your hand slowly goes down his abdomen, and to his pants. You softly pulled on them, and Muzan chuckled.

He grabs your wrist and says, "Patience, my dear. Let me do it." you look up at him, with his cat-like pupils staring back at you, and then you let go. He then unbuckles his belt, and yanked it out of the belt loops.

He then pulls his pants down to reveal his shaft to you, and seeing fully erect, pulsating in front of you. It's blood red tip, and its pale white skin, made your slit throb a little. He then crawled up to you as he kissed you, making you elicit a moan from your mouth.

As he was kissing you, you felt his shaft grazing against your lips, which made your body receive a little shock throughout your body. "You feel so wet... is that your way of telling me how much you want this?" (Y/N)'s face blushed out of embarrassment as she didn't want to admit it, but she was taking an immense amount of pleasure from this.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure you won't forget about this moment." Muzan said as he propped himself up, and grabbed his shaft to line up to her entrance. He prods his rod up against her hole as he felt her slowly gripping him in. "P-Please don't tease me any longer, Muzan..."

His mouth was gaped open, but he formed a smirk on his face as he lowered his face to yours, closed his eyes, and kissed her. And to top it all off, he slowly moved his hips inside her, slowly filling your insides.

She whimpers from the feeling of his rod slowly stuffing her as she clamps down on him, and embraces him as she locks her arms and legs around him. Muzan saw this as a sign, and started to move his hips as he thrusts in and out of your hole.

The muscles of her arms and legs coiled as she moaned inside his mouth from the heavenly stimulation of his fat cock rubbing her insides. He then stops kissing her lips, and started to kiss down on her body instead. Her chin, her neck, and her clavicle, were treated diligently as he was giving her what she deserved.

A string of saliva stretched between them both as Muzan slipped under (Y/N)'s arms and sat up as he grabbed her waist, and began to move his hips like a piston. (Y/N) arched her head back when she felt the inconsolable amount of bliss that she was undergoing. The feeling of his hips moving at a breakneck pace, made her body feel so feathery.

"M-Muzan..." She reverberated his name with every thrust he did, your voice would violently tremble. He lets out a moan, that almost sounds like a growl as he then looks down at (Y/N), and wraps his hand around her neck. She puts both of her hands on his forearms as she croaks out his name, "M-Mu... zan..."

He forms a sadistic smile on his face as he spoke to her in a malicious, yet hypnotizing tone, "You like being controlled by your king, huh? You like my cock tainting your pure, pink walls?" He said, as he softly tightened the grip on your neck.

(Y/N) looks at him and despite having a cruel-looking smile, his eyes had a sense of love and care behind them. "I-It f-feels good, Muzan..." she hoarsely said to him, having a smile on her face. He got close to her face, and said to her, "Open your mouth."

She then does so and he said, "Stick out your tongue." which, she complied. He then stuck his tongue, and his saliva started to leak at the tip of it, and slowly down to yours. Once his saliva touched your tongue, both of their tongues were twirling with one another as they both were exchanging saliva from the kiss.

He then stops as he looks into her eyes and says, "You're mine, you hear me? You belong to me, and only me, you got that?" And she nods again. Her eyes started to flicker as she started to feel lightheaded from Muzan choking her. He then let go of his hand around her neck, and had a mini coughing fit as oxygen started to go back to her brain, and lungs.

Despite doing that, he kisses (Y/N)'s head as he utters the words, "I love you." to her, making her heart flutter with love, and hunger. He then goes under her neck, and opens his mouth as he started to lick her, getting a taste of her soft, felicitous complexion, before he bit it.

She made a loud gasp, than transitioned to a trembling moan as she closed her eyes, wrapped her arms around his body, and head, and let him bite her. The feeling of his teeth nearly puncturing her delicate skin, all while thrusting his hips, and hitting every spot of her womb, made her enter a state of eternal bliss.

He makes the sound a growling moan as he started to sink his teeth deeper, as he started to thrust his hips faster at a blistering rate as he felt his shaft twitching inside (Y/N). However, (Y/N) began to whimper again, but not from him sinking his teeth deeper into her, but from the feeling she was getting from her abdomen. It started to feel tighter, like an entire vice grip was choking her body as her toes began to curl, and her breath started to hyperventilate.

"M-Muzan..." (Y/N) plead in a high pitch tone as she felt the vice snap as she felt a tsunami of relief as she sprayed, and creamed all over Muzan's shaft and pelvis. Her body was twitching and sensitive from overstimulation as she was enduring the feeling of him pumping his shaft inside her. Her arms slid off of him as her body was bouncing from his thrusting.

His breathing started to sound more heavy and sonorous as his thrusting started to become more sloppy until he makes a sudden stop, and lets out a quivering exhale as he felt himself finishing inside her. (Y/N) let out an atrembled whimper as she felt his warm, sticky spunk filling her womb.

Muzan stopped biting down on her neck, and leans back to see an imprint of his teeth on her skin, which made him form a huge smirk on his face. A sense of pride that filled his body with happiness. He then kissed it, and then lays his head next to yours as he grabs your chin, and pecks (Y/N)'s lips. "How was that, darling?"

All (Y/N) could do was pant as her body was still recovering from the action you both prosecuted. She wrapped her arms around him, and once he was about to take himself out, she said, "N-No... stay inside me, p-please..." making Muzan configure an astonished expression on his face, but compiled nonetheless.

He wraps his arms around you, and pecked your sweaty forehead. "I love you... Muzan..." (Y/N) said, sounding extremely fatigued as her breath was still trembling. Muzan strokes her hair as he said to her, and the most soft-spoken tone you ever heard him in, "I love you too, my sweet princess..." and kisses her forehead one more time as he watches her sleep.

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04-01-24 - Well, that's another remade OS in the books, still got a few more to go, but the way I'm doing is new story, and then a remake. Hope you guys like this one, and until next time,

👋✌️♥️.

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animeweebness · 1 year

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YOOO I just updated now there is a chapter three for the book: •ʏᴏʀɪɪᴄʜɪ'ꜱ ʜᴇɪʀ• | MHA x KNY [Crossover]

So check it out!! I’ve been having WAY too much free time on my hands so I thought of updating.

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kalinysu · 11 months

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𝐆𝐎 𝐀𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃. ⇀ Muzan x F!Reader

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Your Muzan’s first wife, and only demon wife. You’ve known him for centuries, and he seems to have mellowed quite a bit with you. This particular night, Muzan seemed to be in an even worse mood than usual, getting annoyed with you for every question you asked.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Cursing, verbal abuse, threats, sexually suggestive behavior.

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: first story, working on more. also might be some spelling errors, i’m writing this half asleep.

“I’m beginning to question what other purpose you have other than to please and love me. Tell me, why is it you struggle so much to complete one simple god damn task? Hm? Answer me when i’m fucking speaking to you. Would you prefer it if I fucked the answer out of you again? Useless bitch.”

You and Muzan had been lying in bed for a few minutes now, neither of you moving or speaking. You could sense Muzan’s anger, since when he returned all he was doing was yelling and cursing at you. You were too afraid to make any noise at all, as he had been cursing at you and yelling since he had gotten back, only stopping about an hour ago when he had gotten into the shower.

You finally built up the courage to say something, turning your head to look at Muzan, who was laying on his side with his back facing you. “Mh..Muzan? Can I… Can I turn of this lamp?” You tried your best to ask as nicely and softly as possible, not wanting to upset him or bother him even more. “Go ahead.” He mumbled. You hesitantly sat up and reached over to turn off the lamp, before moving back to your original position.

Normally, you and Muzan would be cuddling. But there was a large gap between you two in bed. You nervously fidgeted with your fingers, before looking at him once again. You stayed silent for a moment, trying to read his body language somehow and see if he was starting to get annoyed again. In your mind, you were complaining about the way he was acting. It was rare to see him like this but still, you practically craved his attention everyday, and now he wasn’t giving it to you. “Can I..braid your hair?” You asked, growing bored of simply sitting there. “..Go ahead.” He said once again. You moved a little closer to him, your fingertips running across his neck as you pulled all his long curly black hair towards you, not trying to pull on it too much.

You braided his hair carefully, making sure you didn’t tug too hard. You swore you could feel Muzan tense up at your touch for a moment, or maybe it was just you. When you were finished with the braid, you couldn’t help but ask another question. “Muzan can I—“ You were cut off by him already answering. “Go ahead.” He said, seemingly just wanting you to shut up already. You stared at him for a moment, before moving a little closer to him. You hugged him tight from behind, which only resulted in you being pushed away from him.

He was seemingly still upset with you for failing multiple missions, though you were glad he didn’t kill you like he would another demon, because you were his wife, you got the most special treatment.

Muzan then turned over to face you, his red eyes now open. He suddenly grabbed your face and pulled you closer, before kissing you, earning him a small whimper from you. “Stop whining. I can hear your thoughts.” He broke the kiss for a moment to speak, before kissing you once again. Your cheeks flushed red, only now having realized that. He had told you multiple times before but you never truly payed attention to his words. "M-maste—“ You tried to break the kiss and explain yourself, but his grip on the back of your head only forced you into the kiss once more. Your hands went up to his chest, feeling his muscular body through the robe he wore.

“Go ahead, darling.”

Your hand pushed away the silky fabric, opening your eyes slightly to see his bare chest, ever so slightly pulling away from the kiss only for him to forcefully turn your head back, deepening the kiss, slipping his tongue into your mouth. Even going as far as biting your bottom lip, causing you to whimper once again. Your hands felt his body, ever single ab on his stomach, before moving down, attempting to feel even more before Muzan’s hand stopped yours, gripping your wrist. “Not now, dear.” He said, pulling away from the kiss with a grin. You were about to whine and complain, until he had gotten on top of you and kissed you once again, this time his hands were wandering all over your body.

“You don’t deserve anything yet. You’ve got no clue how tired I am of you being such a needy bitch, who can’t even think about anything but sex. Can’t do anything right, can you?”

“Master—P-please, you know I haven’t seen you practically all day…” You said, barely above a whisper. Your thoughts were running wild, no matter how much you tried to hide them, your mind was filled with the thought of Muzan fucking you. You couldn’t stand the feeling between your legs, it was far too much. You desperately needed attention down there, but it seemed Muzan wasn’t willing to give you any. Moving off of you and bringing you closer to him, wrapping an arm around you and burying his face into your neck.

“Think of this as your punishment, for not being able to accomplish anything I ask of you.”

#demon slayer #kny #muzan kibutsuji #muzan #kimetsu no yaiba muzan #muzan smut #muzan x reader #muzan imagine #lord muzan #kny muzan #yandere muzan #kny smut #kny x reader

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pinejayy · 11 months

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hi . i have a request

what if muzan wife had been reborn and he saw her by accident how would he reacts? . sorry for any mistakes English isn't my first language

sure thing!! I hope you enjoy this uwu

trigger warnings: mentions of death, a bit of yandere

here's part 2

I'll make you remember me (Muzan Kibustsuji x F!Reader)

It's been years since Muzan has lost you and it has broken him, he had lost you his wife. The Demon King truly missed you, he misses your smile and he misses how kind you were towards him. But everything was taking away from him after you were killed by some humans. They found out about your relationship with the Demon and since you were human it was just against their laws that a human and a demon could love each other. But he made sure to kill those humans who took you away.

But that was about 30 years ago, and Muzan has pushed those feelings down deep inside of him.

Tonight was a peaceful night, he was walking around the small village, as people were walking past him he couldn't help but growl to himself, he hated humans. He hated how they took you away from him. But the Demon needed a break from his work and the Upper Moons, they all get on his nerves. He just sighed to himself, as he was walking hearing the humans walk around and speak to each other but a voice caught his attention, it sounded like your voice. No that can't be right? You were long gone and 6 feet under.

"Fresh Noodles right here! Come buy them as their fresh!"

Yes that sounded like your voice, he decided to follow the voice, as he walked he seemed to be getting nervous. As he walked towards the voice he saw you? Standing by a small Noodle shop. You were smiling and waving at people walking by. Was it really you, Muzan walked towards you. Was this reincarnation? Did the universe send you back to him?

"Hello sir, would you like to buy some noodles." You say with a smile.

Muzan couldn't help but smile as he heard your voice and he just nodded. To which you just nodded, both of you walked into the shop. He looked around there was a few people. He sat down by a table that was away from everyone else.

"What can I get you today sir?"

He looked at you, it seemed like you don't remember him. "Y/N you don't remember me? It's me Muzan your husband." To which you looked at him confused.

"Oh I'm sorry sir, it seems like you have the wrong person." You say. "But would you like to hear about the specials today?"

Muzan looked at you, so you really don't remember him? He was heart broken. He just looked down. "Please Y/N...we were married. You were my wife...You were Mine." He hissed softly, looking at you. Muzan looked around the small shop and it seemed to be empty now. "You we're my Wife! They took you away from me!" He said. Standing up. He looked down at you. Seeing your eye color. They still looked beautiful.

" Oh sir...I don't know what you're talking about..Please leave now!" You say, taking a step back. And this just made Muzan even more upset. How dare you tell him to leave.

He looked at you one last time before leaving you alone at the shop. He was going to get you back and he was going to make you remember him and your past life.

After awhile, you were closing up for the night. Cleaning up everything, you sigh and thought about that odd man. He did seem familiar, and his voice you also recognized. But nothing came to mind. As you were getting ready to leave, you heard something behind you, and before you could turn around you felt a arm wrap around you. And a cold hand over your mouth, you tried to struggle. But whoever was holding you had a strong grip.

"Shh don't make this harder for me my queen."

Hearing the voice of the man from awhile ago. Struggling more, this made Muzan growl softly and he tighten his grip against you. "Stop moving Y/N." He said removing the hand he had over your mouth. and he started dragged a nail against your cheek.

"Please sir.." You started to cry out. "I don't know you."

He snarled and with that he turned you around so you were facing him. He grabbed your face quite harshly and forced you to look him in the eyes. "YES YOU DO, WHY CAN'T YOU REMEMBER ME Y/N! I LOVED YOU! YOU WERE TAKEN AWAY FROM ME!."

You whimper softly, and started to tear up. This made Muzan softly. He loosen his grip but didn't let you go. "I'm sorry my love, it's just been so many years without you and I deeply miss you."

You just stand there looking at the man's eyes. His pink oddly familiar eyes... "Please...let me go."

Muzan didn't want to force you out of here but if he has too then he will. He smirked, looking down at you. Placing a hand around your neck and bringing you closer to him, he placed his lips against yours. Oh how much he misses your lips.

You just stand there shocked, and of course you didn't return the kiss. Muzan pulled away and smiled at you.

"Don't worry my love, I'll make you remember me." He said and with a quick motion he hit you across the head. You fell to the floor. Out cold, Muzan just sighed and picked up your body and he threw you over his shoudler.

"You're going to remember me Y/N. I'll make sure of it."

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muzansfangs · 1 year

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Hiii! May I request some hc of the reader cockwarming Muzan during a video call with her parents?😎

Cock-warming Muzan during a video call with your parents.

Starring: Muzan x f!reader.

Warnings: nsfw, unprotected sex, slightly choking spanking, vaginal sex, oral sex (Muzan receiving).

Format: headcanons.

Plot: Craving your revenge on your husband for having forgotten about your dinner out yesterday, you came up with a perfect plan to make him pay for his sins. Once he came back from a tiring day at work, you allured him into your trap and forced him to endure a real ‘physical torture’ during a video call with your parents. Were you ready to face the consequences of your actions, though?

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• Unaware of what was yet to come, your husband groaned softly at the way your tongue swirled around the tip of his leaking cock. His fingers were tangled in your hair, his head lolled back on the headrest of his leather armchair. You truly knew how to help him steam off some stress after a long, tiring day at work.

• Well, of course you did. You were enjoying yourself too, after all. Yet, this was not going to last long. Despite your hunger for him and your devotion in satisfying your husband’s needs, giving Muzan a blow job was just a part of your devious plan. Muzan Kibutsuji was not going to get his release tonight, he was going to endure so much frustration and physical pain he would have thought twice the next time, before ‘forgetting’ about another important dinner with you.

• You glanced up at him as he yanked your hair back, his plum red eyes meeting yours in a lustful glare “Ride me” he demanded, watching the way you suavely stood up from between his knees and quickly unzipped your skirt, letting it pool down at your feet.

• Muzan loved watching you strip for him. The power he had over you, the way you always obediently left the items fall on the floor one by one was enticing. He loved seeing you bouncing up and down his cock, feeling your mouth hovering over his one sinfully, as you thought you were the one in control. He found it amusing the way you always tried to break him, but never really succeeded in it.

• If only he knew how the tables were about to turn…

• You bit your lower lip softly, your panties following the destiny of your skirt and landing on the floor as you leant down towards Muzan. You captured his lips in a tender, yet passionate kiss “Your wish is my command” you whispered then, before turning your back at him and lowering yourself onto his erected, throbbing member. Muzan moaned softly, his hands gripping your hips tightly as your walls clamped down on him.

• “Fuck— Feisty, aren’t we? – he breathed out, sitting up and pressing his still covered chest against your back – I did not expect a reverse cowgirl today, but I’m not complaining” he chortled, his mouth latching onto the left side of your neck as you stared at the pc awaiting for the incoming video call from your parents.

• “I feel experimental, babe… – you sneered, rolling your hips even so slightly to elicit one of his guttural, erotic groans from him – I promise you are going to enjoy it”.

• Muzan hummed, his hot breath fanning your earlobe as he snapped his hips up abruptly, making a high-pitched moan to erupt from your throat “Fucking start to ride me like the bitch in heat you are, darling” he hoarsely said, only to narrow his eyes at the pc as the Skype ringtone spread through the room.

• Now, Muzan was one hundred percent sure you were going to ignore the call. Your parents would have understood anyway, thus he chuckled and wrapped one hand around your throat “Ah, imagine your father’s face, if he saw the lewd faces you’re about to make…” he stated, a smug smile plastered over his face.

• Poor Muzan.

• “Mmm, you better not do that because I really have to answer. Face the camera, Mr. Kibutsuji” you whined, right before dragging your finger on the cursor and answering the call.

• Muzan.exe stopped working. His mouth agape, his expression blank as the cheerful faces of your parents appeared on the screen. How dare you? That was what betrayal felt like.

• “Hi mom! Hi daddy!” you greeted your parents, waving your hand at them as if you were not stuffed with the twitching, hard cock of your husband.

• Muzan gulped down nervously, his hand squeezing your hip harshly as if he wanted you to know that you had royally screwed up. However, you were going to give him a very hard time in speaking to them. After all, he deserved it, right? Therefore, you rolled your hips slowly, pretending you were just shifting your position. Muzan stiffened, a groan almost erupting from his throat “Good evening, Mrs and Mr. L/N” he rasped, faking cough to mask the pleasure engulfing his lower abdomen.

• Sweat ran down his back as he was forced to strike up a conversation with your parents. Why did you do that? Why were you punishing him?

• Then your mother spoke and he froze solid, reality dawning on him as a cold shower. His cock almost softened, but you promptly shifted again and he had to clasp his hand over his mouth to fake another stupid coughing fit “How was your dinner yesterday?”.

• “Aww, unfortunately, we had to call it down… — you pouted, planting a kiss on your husband cheekbone, shifting slighty on your seat – As you can see, Muzan is not at his best!”.

• “I wonder why” Muzan almost growled, as his hand slided down towards your clit. Well, if you were going to be a pain in the ass, he was too. As he started rubbing figures eight on your bundle of nerves, careful not to let your parents get a hint of what was going on, your cheeks heated up and you knew you were toasted by the dangerous glint in Muzan’s eyes.

• Long story short, you made up an excuse and ended the call. But, as soon as you did, Muzan lost his temper.

• You did not even had enough time to realize what was happening that you found yourself bent over the desk, Muzan’s hand spanking your ass a few times in a row, before he leant down towards your ear “What the fuck was that, huh? Acting all bitchy for a dinner? Ah, you must be starving! I’ll give you a wholesome meal you’re not going to regret, dear. Daddy is going to take care of you”. With that, he pulled out of you only to pick a feral pace.

• Spoiler Alert: you could not even walk to the bed on your legs, once he was done with you.

AUTHOR NOTE.

Hello there! My my, I got a little carried away I think… I’M NOT SORRY THOUGH. I’m a whore for Muzan, but y’all know it already. I hope you have enjoyed this one as much as I did!

Tag: @tired-writer04 because we got a kink for him. Send help, guys💀❤️

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flametrashiraarchive · 9 months

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The people have spoken!

Douma x BIG Boobs

NSFW beneath the cut. F!reader.

It was winter, the temple was cold, and your nipples were pretty hard (lol) to miss.

Your yukata was thin and you weren't wearing anything beneath it to support your soft, heavy breasts as you lined up to get your breakfast.

You looked like a fertility goddess, and that got his devious little brain whirring.

Muzan wouldn't allow the Eternal Paradise cult to have more than 200 followers at any one time, so Douma couldn't draw too much attention to himself (*pout pout*)

BUT you, on the other hand... you could have as many as you could attract

And with assets like those... well...

Douma just STARED, his eyes all wide and his lips curved into a devilish smile. (You know that one bit in the upper moon meeting when he whips his head round to stare at Akaza? That's how he was with your tits.)

"Dear, come here," he beckoned you over to him as he sat cross-legged on his cushion.

The moment you drew close he pulled the chord holding up the curtains and closed you off from the rest of his disciples.

He stood, towering over you, crooking a finger beneath your chin and tilting your face toward him.

"Hm... pretty..." he murmured to himself. Yes you could definitely attract a following. You wouldn't even need to speak. You could just sit on a dais and women would flock to you hoping for your blessing.

It didn't matter whether it worked or not. He was going to eat them all anyway.

Perhaps he'd start a rumor that they'd have to line up and rub your breasts for good luck and fertility? Or suckle upon them? Oh the thought of that made his dick twitch.

"Are you cold?" he said softly, brushing his knuckle over your stiffened nipple.

Your gasp made him chuckle. Of course you adored him, you were his disciple after all. You would let him do whatever he wanted.

He could feel the pitter patter of your mortal heart, your pupils spreading like ink droplets as you gazed up at him. Oh and that precious little quiver of your bottom lip.

You were scrumptious. Just the sweetest little thing.

He wasn't going to eat you, but he NEEDED something of yours in his mouth.

And if you were going to be a goddess then you needed to start getting used to being treated like one.

He got down on his knees, gazing up at you with those kaleidoscope eyes and smiled. "May I warm you up, most radiant one?"

He asked so nicely he knew you wouldn't refuse. You nodded and gave a breathy "yes."

He opened your yukata, tugging it down to your waist and just

....

Oh...

......

Oh you were a feast (for his eyes)

Never once, across centuries of *ahem* encountering women had he seen breasts quite like yours.

None so exquisitely large and heavy and ohh~ so soft he couldn't help but fill his hands with them and just grin as they spilled over.

And your poor nipples were all hardened from the cold. That wouldn't do at all.

He latched on to one of them, pressing his tongue flat against your aching bud, cock pulsing at the gentle moan which left your lips.

You braced your hands on his broad shoulders as you put your head back and whined.

As a demon, Douma didn't need to breathe, but you were certainly making him pant as he lapped at your nipple.

He couldn't resist pressing the pointed tips of his fangs to your supple flesh; not hard enough to break the skin, but enough that it got his heart pumping.

When you whimpered he was done for.

He picked you up, put you on his cushion and knelt at your feet, taking your hand and putting it around his cock as he continued to suckle from you.

You didn't need to do anything more than form a tunnel with your fist for him to fuck up into.

He switched sides and began to suck the other, bringing his hands to the first to flick your slippery nipple with his thumb.

The way you attempted to stifle your moans against your hand was adorable to him.

And when you squeezed your thighs together to satiate the ache building between them, well... that wouldn't do. His Goddess wasn't about to go unworshipped now.

You were on the same page as he was, practically pulling him by the cock toward your entrance, muffling your wanton cries as the disciples went on with their breakfast on the other side of the curtain.

Oh but you both were feasting in your own way, him on your succulent tits, you stuffed full of his cock.

Your hands caressed his chest as he rutted against you and Douma raised his head to grin.

"Mine aren't quite as fat as yours."

"Not quite," you whispered. "But almost."

Cheeky little thing, he adored you more with every second.

He punished and rewarded you for that comment by thrusting hard against you, biting your nipple before lavishing it with slow, hungry licks.

"I've always promised you paradise, my darling," he said as he set a steady rhythm with his hips. "It's about time I saw that through."

Oh the wet slap of your sopping cunt swallowing his dick was a thing of beauty. Your muffled whimpers, the sluttish blush on your cheeks and staining your chest were art.

Douma was completely lost in you; his face buried between your breasts, biting, licking, sucking, groaning between them as your greedy pussy clenched and fluttered around his dick, dragging him over the edge with you.

You came together; his rainbow eyes rolling back as he pressed firmly into you pumping you full of his cum and claiming you as his own.

His Goddess whom he would not share.

"Now, wasn't that fun?" He cooed, pinching your nipples between his fingers and laughing. "Are you all warmed up?"

You nodded as you fought to catch your breath and Douma smiled.

"Good... because I'm just getting started."

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paradox-the-unimpressed-nun · 10 months

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🍓Taking matters into your own hands Human!Sick!Muzan x f!Wife!Reader (Not proofread)

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Summary: You just want your husband to show you love and affection

Warning: Smut, Breeding kink, Overstimulation, Oral sex M!Receiving, Shower sex, sub!Muzan Dom!reader, slight orgasm denial, your deranged A/N: I don't usually post nsfw nor do I take nsfw request, then why did I make this? simple, I just really like Muzan. Also I'm still taking non f!reader request, I just made this because I want to. This is my first nsfw post so that’s why it’s ass

You have been married to Muzan for approximately a year now. Despite his sickness, cold demeanor, and occasional outbursts of yelling, you held onto the hope that your marriage would take a turn for the better.

You craved a family with Muzan, hoped to have living prof of your love with a child. However, intimacy between you is scarce having only being intimate on one occasion, your wedding night. You've grown increasingly frustrated with the fact of love in your relationship. Despite your attempts to reignite the spark and deepen your connection, every effort was met with resistance from Muzan, who has even refrained from simple acts of affection like embracing you.

Now you are desperate, his health has been declining and you've still have yet to bare his child. At this point You aren't even concerned if he loves you, you just want him, his body and his child. Tonight you would take matters into your own hands.

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Your movements are filled with a mix of urgency and longing as you hurriedly remove your clothing. You've waited far too long and now, finally, your deepest wishes are on the verge of becoming reality.

You quickly step into the bath, and you see Muzan sitting there, waiting for you. Soap bottle's were places neatly on the ledge beside him. "Y/n what are you waiting for? come in" Startled by being snapped out of your thoughts, your cheeks heat up in embarrassment and you hurriedly make your way towards him.

The water feels unbearably warm, intensifying your nervousness. As you reach for the bottles of soap, your hands tremble, causing you to stumble. Muzan's gaze grows increasingly irritated, and in a fit of frustration, he abruptly grasps your arms. His eyes bore into yours, their coldness piercing your soul. The sound of your name escaping his lips sends a jolt of mixed emotions through your heart. "Just pick it up, Y/n," he says curtly, his voice devoid of warmth. You find yourself whispering an apology, though you doubt he even hears it.

You squirt some soap onto your hands. Gently you grab muzans hair and brush your fingers through his hair, making sure to get the soap all in his hair. Picking up a bowl you pour water on him, making sure you get out all of the soap. One last time you run your fingers through his hair seeing if there is any soap left, there wasn’t any.

Muzan rises from the water and takes a seat on the bath ledge, he looks like a god. However, beneath his stunning exterior, you are reminded of his unpleasant nature, to say the least. You reach for another bottle of soap you assist Muzan in cleaning his skin. Gently and attentively, you apply the soap, rubbing it onto his skin with care. Your hands gaze over his thin arms, moving down to his chest and then lower down to his crotch.

You slowly sit into the way the water, you grab his shaft. A jolt of surprise evident on his face and his cock twitches in your palm. "What are you doing, Y/n?!" Muzan's gaze locks onto you, his eyes widening in astonishment. Your current actions seem to deviate from your usual character, leaving him perplexed. "I'm cleaning you up," you assert confidently, your voice clear and resolute. Your statement carries a sense of purpose and determination, leaving no room for doubt in your intentions. Lowering down to his shaft you lovingly kiss the head, a free hand moves to play with his balls. This causes him to cover his mouth and whimpers -he’s sensitive- you look up at him, Tears begin to well up in Muzan's eyes, on the brink of spilling over.

Again you kiss the head of his cock, immediately after you give a couple generous licks to his pretty pink tip. His cock becomes hard on your tongue, which makes the pool in-between your legs grow. Generously your free hand plays with his heavy balls. Your mouth is skillfully working on pleasuring him while he's near tear filled and struggling to keep his composure, he's failing miserably.

Putting his tip fully into your mouth you slowly lower your self down to his base, he moans as he feels his shaft hit the back of your throat. Tears of pure joy and endearment develop in your eyes, you're thrilled that he's enjoying this.

He places a hand on the back of your neck, encouraging you to continue. straight away you bob your head up and down, you try not to gag on his cock has it hits the back of your throat. Muzan wraps his legs and arms around your head, he's struggling under the sheer pleasure that your lovingly providing him. "Oh-oh God!" he chokes out a sob, in response you fasten or pace. A ring of drool and pre-cum form around your puckered lips, this giving you the sign that he will be cumming soon.

“F-fuck…I’m close!” He was about to release into your mouth but you pull away before he can. His pretty pink cock twitches from the lack of release. Muzan gazes fixates on you while tears fall down his flushed cheeks. The look in his eyes is a look of complete and utter betrayal. Usually such a look was stir up concern in you but this time, his tears are from the deep yearning of wanting a release. “Don’t worry my love, you’ll get to cum soon” you smile ever so softly at him, soon he’ll fill you with his love

You arise from your original sitting position and wipe away the pre-cum from your chin. You seat yourself onto his lap cautious of the amount of weight you put on him. Gripping his cock you line it up to your neglected soaking hole. Straining longly into his eyes all you say is “soon baby, soon”. Finally you lower yourself down onto his perfect member. You both let out a moan how much louder than yours. Your walls squeezes trying to already squeeze him of all of his worth. Your mind is a fog all you can think about is his cock filling your womb up to the brim, telling you how much he’s gonna love seeing you full with his seed.

You slam your lips onto his, shoving your tongue into his mouth while wrapping your arms around his neck. Surprisingly Muzan responds by kissing back, he's a lousy kisser but just the fact that he is returning affection to you makes you melt into him.

He places a hand on your ass and squeezes it, the other deciding to rest on your hip. It's not long before you start to lift your hips, trying to start a rhythm. Soon you find the perfect rhythm your moves are now bold as you start quacking up speed. Muzan throws his back it's just all too overwhelming for him. He struggles to keep his body up as he already feels himself weakening from the pleasure. You feel completely enveloped in his love as you hear him moan and beg for you.

"Aah-Y/n please!" he yells while fat hot tears pour down his puffy cheeks, you hips stop moving abruptly and you lift yourself off of him. A lovely string of pearls connect your dripping pussy to his shaft, your walls try to clutch on his cock but only clutches onto hair. "Please what? use your words my love" your voice is filled with a mixture of longing and determination. You yearn for Muzan to say those words you've been craving for far too long. You'll continue to deny him just how he knowingly denied you until you hear him say it. "p-please..." he has long pause as he struggles to catch his breath "please...let me fuck a baby into you..".

That's all he had to say in order for you to promptly snap your hips back down and riding him like your life depended on it. You didn't even bother to try and hit your sweet spots, just knowing that soon he'll release into you was already sending jolts of unimaginable pleasure to your core. Muzan then suddenly grips your hips with all of his strength and bucks his hips up into you causing you let out a loud moan, he had hit your sweet spot. "fuck! I'm cumming!" Is all that he said before you and him both came. Keeping his promise he spilled hot sticky ropes of cum into your womb.

Tears stream down your cheeks as the realization sinks in—you are on the verge of having the family you have always yearned for. The journey may have been long and challenging, but now it is finally coming to fruition. Determined not to burden your husband with your emotions, you swiftly wipe away the tears that cascade down your face. You want to ensure that he does not worry, focusing instead on the joyous prospect that lies ahead.

Muzan, utterly exhausted, lays down on the floor. The shadows of unconsciousness gradually creeps up on him as he's on the edge of passing out. He's shaken up by the sudden action of you starting to ride him again "I'm sorry, I know its not exactly sexy to do the same position again but it's the only one we can do with your current state!" You gaze down at him, your eyes filled with an intense and unhealthy devotion that borders on obsession. A deranged expression manifests on your face, reflecting the depths of your distorted love for him.

Muzan is completely worn out and drained, so it doesn't take much for him to already be a blubbering mess under you. "goddamn you woman! are you trying to drain me?!" all you do is giggle in response. Muzan's eyes widen with the dawning realization that this will not be the last round, he just continues to lay down and take it.

placing his hand on your tummy as you continue to ride him all you say is "let's shoot for twins"

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A/n: its 3Am rn so sorry if this is ass but I'm exhausted and I can't tell what I'm doing

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draeisgrayte · 2 months

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Moonlit Monsters | Muzan x FEM!reader

SYNOPSIS: Reader is having a nice night time dip in the lake not too far from her village, when a mysterious man appears on the shore (omg it's like that one story in the Bible) anyway- the man stakes claim to the shadowy heart of reader.

CONTAINS: smut, female naked, one mention of a boner, claws, teeth, blood kink, oral sex (fem!receiving), kissing, a bit of wounding, outdoor sex (almost?), dirty talk

WORD COUNT: 1.6k

A/N: A little drabble I just had to get out of my system. I'll have a lot of free time coming up so I'm trying to get some of the shorter ideas I've had out of the way so I can crank out those longer fics. I hope you enjoy!

Moonbeams create a sky of their own on the water’s surface—the liquid forms around your naked body, welcoming you into the environment with ripples from your movement. There was a strong waterfall about 20 feet from your current spot in the lake creating small waves that would lap at the shore. The waterfall, a celestial cascade of liquid silver, descends gracefully from the heights above, its sound a lullaby that resonates through the night. The surrounding nature seems to hold its breath as if joining the observer in silent admiration of the nocturnal spectacle. Trees guarded this oasis with ancient splendor. You felt safe. That was until you heard the foliage rustle behind you.

“You’re quite a pretty thing.” A smooth voice sneers. Your brows knit together as you turn in the water. There’s a figure leaning against one of the trees – face shaded by the lack of light.

“I’m afraid this lake is already taken.” You call to the shore. You can’t see, but you swear their lips lift in a devious grin.

They shift forward, still within the shadows. “And here I was hoping you’d invite me in.” The voice is deep, deeper than a woman's. You’d assume this was a man leering at you – like they usually did – but there was something off about this one. He carried himself in a way that made you think twice about crossing him. “What’da you say, Nightshine?”

A nickname, already? He moved quickly. “What if you’re dangerous?” An elegant laugh rumbles out of the man. His next move is at the speed of light as he almost teleports behind you. A chill runs through your body as his hands grip your shoulders. Claws dig into the tender skin, pricking blood. They also prick a low desire in the core of your stomach.

“There is no if, my sweet, but you already knew that.” He purrs into the shell of your ear. Your body fills with heat at the way his hot breath makes your nipples stiffen. The prospect of what he was about to do excited you in a way that probably should be looked at by the village healer, but that was if you lived past this evening.

“What do you plan on doing to me?” You question, stupidly, perhaps. A delighted hum vibrates from him, his fingers trailing down your arms.

“I’m feeling a bit peckish after my last meal. I think you’ll be a delicious dessert.” The point of his sharp fingernails traces a swirling pattern on your collarbone. Without a moment's hesitation, the span of his hand wraps around the base of your throat, pushing your head to where it was resting on his shoulder. You could almost make out the shape of his face before thick curly locks fell in front of his face. You don’t miss the glint of pointed teeth in his lecherous grin. You notice he smells like the city, with aromas of food and women imprinted on the clothes he wears. There was a secondary scent, one that was pungent enough to make your nose crinkle. It was coppery and meaty, it didn’t mix with the first smells. The latter felt like part of him as if he carried the waft of blood on his body.

His nose drags up the length of your jugular, stopping when he meets your ear lobe – licking the spot with hunger you could feel radiate off of him. His hand on your throat squeezes tighter as he slips it under your jaw. As he turns your head to face him he covers your eyes with his free hand. Your senses felt like they were on fire, everything making your ears perk up. “If your eyes meet mine,” He pauses, hot breath spreading over your exposed face. He must’ve moved closer to you. You can almost feel his proximity with the slight movement of his lips. “I will snap this pretty neck of yours.”

Soft, feverous lips meet yours. Feasting on the moan that escapes your mouth as his hand slides to the back of your neck, keeping you pressed to him. “Fuck you taste divine.” He growls, clamping down on your hair. Your yelp cracks into a gaspy moan as he bends his head to suck on the junction of your shoulder. The creatures of the night had always enticed you, even as a young girl you explored the forest in hopes the shadows the chief warned you about would appear.

When he was kissing you this man tasted like fresh blood. A fact that should’ve made you run, but something told you that you wouldn’t make it very far. In the meantime he’d made his way down your body, scraping a claw down your abdomen. It stung with an exhilarating pain, making you press your thighs together. He clicks his tongue, pressing the muscle to the wound he’d created and licking up the blood that spilled from it. A whiney moan tumbles into the open when he takes your stiff nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it with dexterity that even the warriors of your village would be envious.

“M-more I need more,” You pant out, reaching down to grip his cheeks. They’re soft, and sunken in as he sucks on your hard peaks. A chuckle vibrates his mouth and the sensation makes you nearly scream.

He lets go of your breast with a loud pop that echoes around the lake valley. His mouth is on yours, feeding you that same taste as before. It makes your knees weaken to the point he wraps an arm around your back, supporting you against his own body. He breaks from the kiss, the shadows only allowing you to see his mouth which turns up in a smirk. “I thought I was the hungry one, but it turns out you were ready to feast on me my little siren.”

A warmth spreads over your body, your gaze falling to the reflective water you both stand in. “Who are you?” You find yourself asking, expecting the man to not respond. There’s a long pause before he wraps his massive hands under your thighs, pushing lightly so you’ll allow him to pick you up. He brings you around his waist, the hard planes of his chest exposed from where his clothing had parted slightly.

“The monster your mother warned you about.” He responds, splashing through the water, toward the shore. Your heart pounds in your chest and chills run up your exposed back as the water drips to the ground.

“I was hoping you’d say that.” You whisper, finding your back aggressively pressed into the trunk of a tree.

“Is that so?” He chuckles, kissing at your neck. You try to bite back the moans, but he nips at the splotchy skin he left from earlier, eliciting a garbled whine from your lips.

“Oh heavens,” You cry out, gripping his shoulders. Another laugh, this one more devious than the last graces your ears.

“No my sweet, the things I’m about to do to you will not be heavenly.” He huffs, lowering your body slightly to where you can feel something hard press into the apex of your thighs.

“Then stop talking and take me already,” Exasperated from his teasing tongue your mouth turns down in a frown.

He pulls you away from the tree, slamming you rather roughly into a large boulder near the shoreline. The wind is knocked out of you with his action. He slides you upon the boulder, grasping at the plush skin of your thighs. “Hold on darling.” He mumbles and before you have much time to regain any form of thought his tongue plunges into the place no one else has ever touched. A scream of pleasure rolls from your throat, the movement against the sensitive bud making you squirm. It felt so good like you were becoming a piece of glass about to explode.

“Ngh–yes, oh my – f’eels so good.” Garbled nonsense sputters from your mouth as the man works the folds of your wet cunt like a master. A moan shakes from his throat, sending shockwaves through your nerves.

“P-please, h–ugh–harder.” He listens well, sliding one of his clawed fingers into your throbbing pussy. You squirm from the intense amount of pleasure. With just one finger it felt like he was stretching you out, but through the slight sting, your walls still clenched around his finger. “That feels so good, ha,”

His lips wrap around your clit, sucking on it while he moved his finger slowly in and out of you. You start to shake, an overwhelming feeling radiating through your entire being. Just as you feel the crest of whatever sensation that was he releases your abused clit, grinning up from between your legs. “Such a good girl,” He hisses, but a wash of realization crashes any pleasure you once felt as his red irises stare back at you. Illuminated in the moonlight a short gasp escapes your lips. You want to explain, it was an accident of course, but if the last thing you got to see was his eyes, you could die happy. His eyes glow with an ethereal gleam, his free hand clawing into your outer thigh. You let out a small cry as blood rushes forth. He lifts your leg, turning the axis of your hips to reveal the gash of flesh he tore into. He brings his teeth to the surface, sinking into the tender skin. You hiss in pain but the calming stare of his eyes brings you to a sense of euphoria. His tongue dances around, lapping up the copper liquid with appreciation.

He lifts from your bloodied thigh, red painting his mouth as he smirks at you. “You are mine, little siren, you belong to me. You belong to the Demon King.”

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tojifile · 10 months

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Kibutsuji Muzan: Succubus Survival

Hush.. just one more..

Genre: Romance // Muzan x succubus!reader

⚠️: Heavy suggestive and sexual references, kinky reader, immoral, not fully consensual, DO NOT BIND THE CHARACTERS TO REAL LIFE MORALS THIS IS PURELY A WORK OF FICTION

A/N: I'm so frustrated rn, this is like the 3rd draft I've had because it would suddenly post and answer privately ??? It was so annoying, so now I'm editing this on a private post. I love the request so much and thank you for requesting it but I will not be writing anything until I get my new device, I hope there'd be less mishaps there.

REQ: @cursetopia

Each night, in the houses of young noblemen—loud cries echoed through the corners of their rooms. You loved seeing tears fall down their cheeks as pain turned into pleasure until they couldn't tell the difference.

"Good boy.. just one more and you'll be free." You whispered in his ear cunningly. You were on top of him, freely guiding his body as you moved yours. His yogi was messily hanging from his body while your kimono fought to stay on your shoulders.

You used your blood demon art: Pearls of Restraint, which stuck to their name. They restrained his movement and ability to speak as you moved your hips in a quick and steady pace, chasing your own high as you ignored his pleas.

After a while you finally got more than a taste of your release. He immediately passed out from exhaustion. You fixed his yogi gently and put the covers over his body.

You stood up and fixed your kimono. You stood near the headrest and hovered your hand over his head, you made a motion, as if you were tugging on air. You pulled out a pearl from his head.

The pearl held his memories, you took the pearl and added it to your necklace—he was just one of the many men you've seduced into a soul-sucking night, literally.

You left his room through the window. You hid in the night sky, running swiftly yet quietly through the roofs to avoid getting caught. You ran to your room, in the most exclusive house in all of the entertainment district.

You disguised yourself as an oiran by day to avoid suspicion and to keep living amongst the male noblemen of Japan living in Kyoto, who—in your opinion looked better than the others.

Once you reached your room you were met with a calm glare, given by Muzan. "Darling~ you're finally back, come here." He spoke with calmly with a faint smile on his face as he patted his lap, insinuating that you should sit on him which you happily obliged to.

He stroked your hair gently, propping his chin on the top of your head as he held you tightly with his unoccupied hand as you sat on his lap. "Now then, let me ask you a question darling." He spoke, you hummed in response to let him know you were listening.

"What exactly do you want to achieve with sleeping with different men each night?" He asked, you took a moment to think of an answer but then realized he could read your mind so might as well just say what comes to mind.

You held your face as you kept an innocent smile on your face, "Survival, their souls and energy, if you're asking for practicality, my lord. Although if you meant to ask about my sexual desires, I love to see their reactions, it's quite.. adorable." You spoke happily as you looked up at him. It seemed like even the thought of their reactions turned you on.

Muzan found your answer amusing, he chuckled and continued to stroke your hair gently. "Adorable.." he whispered as he softly kissed the top of your head.

"Won't you be a good girl and show your lord this 'energy' you speak so highly of?" He spoke suggestively, he put you down in between his legs, "Go on my dear, I'm sure you have enough energy now." He held your cheek as he spoke, leaning down to you, offering you a soft kiss.

Spontaneous post: 07/09/23 23:34PM GMT+8 Philippine Standard Time

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justagamerandaweeb · 24 days

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Candle - Muzan x Reader

Y'know, I think Muzan would really be into bondage and wax play. Yeah... I think Imma write that and see how it goes.

(Y/N) was in the bed, her hands bounded above her head, and her legs spread out as she was blindfolded with a black cloth belt. For whatever reason, she felt content with this. Her king, her lover, her husband was about to give her a night she wasn't going to forget.

(Y/N) heard the sound of a door opening, and heard the sound of Muzan speaking. "Are you ready, Princess?" He purred as he walked up to her trussed body. He puts the candle in his left hand as he traces his sharp nail on her body with his right hand. "This tender body of yours, it belongs to me. Your body is mine to do whatever I please, you understand?"

She nods as she whimpers out, "I... I'll let you do anything with me. I belong to you, my K-King." Muzan forms a smile on his face as he makes a gravel chuckle as he pecks her head and says, "Well then, might as well get started, hm? But before I do get started. Tell me..." he puts the candle down next to the small table and sits down as he retracted his sharp nails, and moved his fingers up and down her vulva. "How badly do you want this?"

(Y/N) makes a sharp inhale as she arched her neck back from the feeling of him touching her sensitive slit. "V-Very badly..." she stuttered, her body softly trembling from his skilled fingers. "Badly enough that you want me to ruin you? You want me take make you sound and feel like a tart as I make you my personal stress reliever? Do you want me to degrade you, make you whine, and tease you as I give you what you want? Is that what you want?"

His dirty talk alone was enough to make (Y/N) completely drenched. Her body felt like it was melting due to how hot her body temperature was from hearing all that. She whines and frantically nods her head as she says, "Please! Don't make me wait any longer. I... I-I want it so badly, don't make me beg more than I already am!"

He kisses her forehead as he says, "Then I'll be happy to give you what you want." He then stood up off the bed, and looked at his fingers, and licked them, getting a taste of your juices. A little pop elicited from his mouth as he licked his lips and chuckled as he said, "You taste delicious."

(Y/N)'s face turned red, but at the same time, she had no shame in it. If anything, she counted it as a compliment. She's glad to think that Muzan thinks her discharge tasted good. The thought of him tasting her was quickly diverted as she felt a slight burning sensation on her skin. Her body jolts as she educed a yelp from her lips.

Her entire body coiled from the first drop alone, and her toes curled up as she was softly panting. "You okay?" Muzan questioned her as the complexion on her face was a red color. She nods as he says, "Y-Yes... I'm okay. P-Please keep going." He smirks as he drips another drop of wax on her body.

Her lips puckered from the sensation, her heart became more audible in her ears, and her slit was fully drenched. She never thought that she would be excited by something like this. Being tied to a bed, fully exposing every inch of her body as hot wax was being poured on her while blindfolded, to an outsider's point of view, it would be considered vile and inhumane.

But to her, it felt like heaven. With every drip that came into contact with her skin, the pleasure only multiplied even further as time went on.

Instead of letting the wax drip, he decided to wait long enough for the wax to melt, and pour it down, making strings of wax on (Y/N)'s body. (Y/N) elicits whimpers of pleasure, there was a smidgen of pain, but it was overhauled by the overwhelming sensation of pleasure she was feeling.

A crooked smile crept to her face as she let out a moan from her skin being marked by the wax lightly burning her. He kissed her cheek as he whispered in her ear, "Are you enjoying the experience, my Princess?" and she nodded. "I-It stings... but it feels good. My body feels like... like it's on fire..."

"Do you want me to stop?" He asks her, despite knowing the answer will be no, but he wants to hear her begging for more. "N-NO!" she blurted out, "No, please don't stop, it f-feels really good... I've felt anything like this before, and I don't want it to stop." she mewled as Muzan laughed at her pleas and responded, "Okay, I won't stop. Especially after hearing your voice."

He then scooted more to the left as he then poured was on your inner thigh. (Y/N) makes a loud gasp as her thigh muscles constrict. Her voice quivered as she elicited another moan from her lips. She tightly pucked her lips as she felt continuous drips of wax touching down her legs, and running down on them.

Her breath repeatedly hitched as her nipples started to become erect. Her legs were frantically shaking from the sensation of the hot wax running down her legs. Muzan scooted right back next to her, and dripped the wax on her breasts, making her elicit a scream as she arched her head back.

Her entire body shivered as she then felt herself spraying her juices all over the sheets. Muzan notices this and says, "Wow, you came just from that? You dirty rope-bunnied whore." and slaps her cheek, but not hard enough to leave an imprint. (Y/N) makes yet another whimper when he slapped her, but she liked it.

He puts the candle down on the table, cuts the rope that was latched on the bed, and her ankles, but didn't take off the ropes that were binding your hands. "Turn around." He ordered (Y/N) as she did what he told her to. Her back was arched down, and her ass was in the air. "I'm going to have fun doing this..." (Y/N) heard him say as she heard the sound of a belt unbuckling. She felt him grope her ass as he said, "Don't move."

Her heart was beating out of her chest, but she couldn't help but to be excited about this. Her toes softly curled and her fists were balled up as she was waiting for the smack to happen. "Are you ready to behave?" Muzan said as he made a cracking sound with the belt in his hands. She felt a fuzzy feeling of warmth flow through her body as she said, "Make me behave, Muzan."

He then smiles and forms a firm grip on the buckle of the belt as he spanks her. The first hit made her flinch, but it did make her moan. The stinging sensation after the belt hit, made her legs tremble a little. Muzan whooped her again, albeit holding back his full strength. "You love this, don't you? You love being humiliated, burned, and whipped by your king?"

His degrading to her, made her feel so elated. "Y-Yes, Muzan... I-I love it..." she said as he was whooping her in the process. "That's a good whore. Really good..." he then grips her hair as he softly growled in her ear, "Who do you belong to?"

Y... Y-You..." she whimpered out, but not loud enough for Muzan to hear. "I don't think I heard you." He started to whoop hard with every word he spoke. "Who. Do. You. Belong. To?" He spanked her five times, leaving red marks on her ass with each potent strike.

Tears started to well up under (Y/N)'s blindfolded eyes as she shouted out, "Y-You, Muzan! I-I belong to you! P-Please use me however you want to, I just want to feel good, a-and make you feel good too!" Her mind was blank at the moment, the spanks she received made her entire skin crawl with ecstasy. He smiles as he says, "Make me feel good, huh? Well, what is it that I can do to make me feel good?"

"P-Please fuck me... fuck me until you feel satisfied..." (Y/N) whined out as Muzan kissed the side of her head and said, "With pleasure, Princess." He then pulls his pants down far enough where his shaft would spring out, and so he wasted no time, and sticks it in.

(Y/N) gasped, and moaned as she felt his hard, thick shaft going in and out of her. Her drenched cunt made it easier for him to move with ease. (Y/N) laid her face on the bed as her hands were hanging limp at the of the mattress. Ripples were formed with every thrust, her body being pushed forward, and wet, mushy sounds were produced with the sound of her wet cunt being abused by his rod.

"Muzan... It feels good..." she purred out as it felt like her brain was melting from the pleasure. Muzan said nothing, but had a smile on his face from her statement. As he was thrusting, he looked to the left to see to see that the candle was almost out, so he grabbed it, and decided to use it all on her back.

(Y/N)'s head immediately lifted up as she let out a booming exclaim when she felt the wax touch her back. Her fist balled so tightly that her knuckles started to turn white. Out of all her body parts that were affected by the hot wax, her back seemed to be the most sensitive. "Muzan!" She wailed as she began to tear up.

He then blew the candle out, put it back on the table, and yanked her hair, making her yelp as he growled in her ear, and said with a sultry tone in his voice, "You're my cocksleeve, you understand me? You will be my pleasure machine, and I will use you until I feel satisfied. Do you hear me?"

(Y/N)'s breath started to hiccup as her brain was too overstimulated. Muzan puts his hands around her neck as he repeats, "Do. You. Hear. Me?" She swallowed her spit as she said, "Y-Yes, M-Muzan..." Muzan chuckled as he said, "Good." And felt himself twitching. He grunts as he says to her, "Hope you're ready to be filled with my seed. I'll make sure to impregnate you when I finish." And pinned her head to the bed, all while gripping her hair.

His thrusting started to become blisteringly quick as his hips were vigorously hitting yours, making your skin form huge ripples with every thrust. As (Y/N) moaned, the moan trilled due to how much power Muzan was putting into his thrusts.

"I'm... getting closer..." Muzan enunciated as he got close to her ear and sighed out, "Ready...?" And she nodded. Muzan grabbed (Y/N)'s chin as he kissed her lips, a deep kiss at that. His head was tilted to the left as his tongue entered her mouth, and started to twirl it against hers. His breathing started to get louder as he felt himself twitching more frequently and made a sudden stop as he let out a shaky muffled moan as he felt his rod spurting out his seed inside her womb.

(Y/N) whimpers as she felt his hot spunk coating her walls, it felt like he couldn't stop due to how thick it felt from the inside, and he couldn't stop twitching inside you. Both of them stopped as a string of saliva stretched between their tongues, and (Y/N) was breathing steam through every shaky exhale she made.

Muzan pulled his hips back and felt himself slowly leaving (Y/N)'s hole, leaving her feeling completely empty. Her bottom flops as she lays there, completely motionless. Muzan unties the blindfold to reveal her red, cry-tainted eyes.

"Sit up." Muzan commanded her, and so she did. He then untied the ropes on her wrists and threw them somewhere in the room. They both looked at her wrists, imprints left on them as Muzan grabbed them, and kissed them. "Sorry." (Y/N) softly grazes her fingers on them as she responds, "I-Its... Okay..."

Muzan glanced at (Y/N)'s body to see it was covered in wax. He then put her down on the bed as he zipped up his pants, put his belt on, and walked out of the room. (Y/N) looked down to see her body. Her hands grazed down her skin as he touched the wax that was wedged into her skin.

That actually hurt. But, at the same time... it felt so good... Moments later, Muzan came back with a wet rag, a small container and forceps. He started to scrub her body. (Y/N) flinched from the touch as she was still sensitive from intercourse. He scrubs her thighs and turns her on her side as he scrubbed the wet rag on herr back.

Once he was done with that, he opened the cap of the container, took the forceps, and began to pick the pieces and lines of wax off of her. Each piece of wax he peeled off felt painfully satisfying. It didn't hurt much, but it did make her feel fuzzy with each one he pulled off.

Muzan puts the forceps on the small desk as he then puts his arms under her body, and picks her up bridal-style as he carries her to the bathroom. The bath was already prepped and ready as he then softly put her down in the tub. He kisses her cheek as he pets her hair and says, "Give me a shout if you need anything, okay?" and she nods.

He softly smirks as he walks out of the bathroom. He looked back at the bathroom door as he thought to himself, I love her... and no one is ever gonna take her away from me. He began to walk away from the bathroom, leaving her to be there by herself to relax, and have a moment of peace.

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04-05-24 - This... wasn't that bad, honestly. Got nothing much to say to you guys.

Cheers. ❤️👋✌️.

#demon slayer #demon slayer smut #kny smut #wattpad #kimetsu no yaiba #anime #kny x reader #demon slayer fanfic #f!reader #ao3 #muzan x reader #demon slayer muzan #kny muzan #muzan kibutsuji #kimetsu no yaiba muzan #muzan smut

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m1sa-amanee · 2 months

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Muzan x f!demon!reader

Warnings: Rough sex, Huge cock, Demon/Upper moon reader, Insults, Reader in love

(Tell me if I forgot something)

NSFW

When you finally found out something very useful about the blue spider lily, you immediately went to your lord to deliver the information.

As you came across a cozy house where Muzan was experimenting to find out the blue spider lily formula, you sat down on the edge of the window as you bowed down.

"I have things to do, what do you want?" He asked with his usual cold tone not even bothering that you came.

"Sorry to bother you my lord, but I have some information about the blue spider lily." You gulped, not even looking at his direction as you waited for him to answer.

His gaze wandered to you as his red glowing eyes looked at you. "Don't tell me this is some useless information that I get every time." He said looking you up and down.

"N-no my lord..." You answered quietly your voice filled with fear as you sighed. "What are you waiting for? Go on." Muzan looked at you seriously as he showed no emotion.

"Turns out that the blue spider lily only grows at daylight. And there's ONLY ONE specific place where it grows." As you told Muzan that information, his eyes widened as his emotionless face spread into a smirk.

"Finally something useful. I need to give you a reward for that." His smirk widened as he took you by your chin so you would look up at him. "You think I don't know? You think I don't know how you're always nervous around me?" He looked at you coldly again as his grip on your chin tightened. "I-I'm sorry my lord. I didn't-" As your voice filled with fear, you couldn't even finish explaining yourself as he spoke in a loud tone.

"Quiet." You thought you would die, just because you fell in love with the demon king himself. "Now. Go down from that window frame." Muzan demanded with a cold tone as he released his grip.

When you got down from the window Muzan demanded something from you again. "Now sit." He said in a demanding tone while pointing at the bed next to him.

You didn't understand anything, but the word of your lord was EVERYTHING. So you did as he asked. "Good." After those words came out of his mouth he came closer to you and looked down at you while his hands were behind his back.

You weren't able to react as he took you by your neck and squeezed it tightly as he kissed you aggressively. You liked the kiss so you kissed back but his other hand glided to your hair as he pulled out of the kiss.

"So you want more? I see... but don't forget that I'm still your lord, pathetic creature." Muzan said hissing through his teeth while you felt useless around his strong grip.

Suddenly your clothes got ripped apart where you weren't even able to react. Your eyes widened as you tried to cover yourself with your hands.

He took your hands aggressively and pinned you down. "I want to see your body. Don't you fucking dare to do that again." You could just gulp at his words.

Muzan then kissed you again even more aggressive than before as he didn't let you breath. It's not like you need air anyways.

He continued kissing you, but when he released the kiss a string of saliva was connecting you both.

Muzan kept pinning pinning you down with one hand as the other started unbuttoning his blouse.

Lucky you, Muzan never gifted anyone a reward like THIS ONE. Yes, he could just give you his blood, but this was MUCH better.

When he finished unbuttoning his blouse you could see his muscles flex. "How pathetic. You can't even look at your lord without going crazy." He mocked your weakness towards him.

"I-" You wanted to answer as he cut you off. "No talking. Did I allow you to talk? Remember... this is only a reward for the information you gave me." He looked at you coldly again as his red eyes narrowed over you.

After his words you kept your mouth shut as you continued watching him. He kept looking at you when he started unbuttoning his pants while revealing his huge cock.

It was thick with veins and a pink tip. <I'm sure he can change the size of it.> you thought to yourself as Muzan smirked at it. "You aren't wrong, I can." When you heard his words your eyes widened and you blushed from embarrassment.

"I can hear your thoughts. Did you forget about it? Of course you did. You're a stupid and weak creation." He scoffed annoyingly as he grabbed his cock and without any warning entered you. You couldn't react any other way except to gasp from his size.

Mercy wasn't a word for Muzan so normally he wouldn't let you get used to his size. BUT only because this sexual session was a reward he let you.

When you got used to his size he started moving. And the movement he did, wasn't soft or gentle, it was literal HELL. Your sloppy cunt was tight so his eyebrows furrowed.

"You little bitch. Getting fucked into your tight pussy by the demon king himself. I'll stretch your pussy out, so there wouldn't be a problem to fuck you." Muzan said in a serious but also mocking tone as he started moving faster and faster.

Your eyes widened from the pain while Muzan squeezed your wet gummy walls. He stretched your pretty cunt out so wide, that now three of his cocks could fit in.

Muzan smirked at the sight of you, when he suddenly stopped pinning you down and gripped your hips his nails digging into your skin.

You put your hands on your mouth so you wouldn't let out those sounds in front of your lord.

"I want to fucking hear you!" Muzan shouted angrily as you listened to him and released your hands. You put your hands around his neck to keep balance.

Your moans and whines continued to come out of your mouth while Muzan laughed mockingly. "How pathetic." He said with a big smirk on his face.

Suddenly you felt Muzan cumming right into your sloppy and wet cunt. He then pulled out looking at the mess while his cum was dripping out.

"Beautiful sight." He kept smirking after the words escaped his mouth. You kept your arms around his neck while your eyes looked tiredly at him.

"Why did I even make you to upper moon four if you're weak." Muzan mocked again as he completely pulled away from you. He buttoned his pants back up and put his blouse on as he started down at you.

You kept quiet remembering his words to keep quiet. You straightened yourself as you sat up still keeping yourself on the bed.

"If you find out where the exact place is, I may give you another reward." You nodded in response, your knees shaking from the weakness and pain.

He raised a brow still remaining with a cold expression on his face. "Use your words." He demanded as you spoke up. "Yes..." You answered weakly while not even daring to look at him.

"You are now my fuck toy. So this won't be the last time you get fucked by the demon king." He smirked as he left the room leaving you completely ruined by HIM.

#muzan smut #muzan kibutsuji #muzan x reader #muzan x y/n #demon slayer muzan #demon slayer #demon slayer smut #kny muzan #kimetsu no yaiba

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kalinysu · 10 months

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💮 Hello, I was wondering if you could do a muzan × reader where they're married, so he's the demon king and she's the queen, and they have been together way before he was a demon, so he turned her. She's also pregnant, and he won't allow her to go on missions anymore. I would like to know if he would keep her by his side or would he lock her in her room. She can also walk in the sun. Please take your time. 💮

𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐏. — Muzan x F!Reader

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Gentle Muzan with slightly harsh words, stubborn reader.

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: Very cute request! I’ve never written for Muzan and a pregnant wife, so it should be fun. Might rewrite, this was a little lazy 😭

“Darling, please lay down.” Muzan said with a sigh. You two had been going back and forth all night, and you were keeping him quite busy, busy enough to the point he had to ignore his other tasks and focus on you in the moment. “Stop!! Don’t you have any missions for me to do?— I mean, I can’t just lay here for 8 months straight.” You said, trying to sit up and get out of bed.

Muzan kept you away from the other demons, well more specifically Douma. He was far too handsy with you even if you were of a higher status and deserved just as much respect as Muzan. He preferred keeping you locked inside of his room when he couldn’t have you near him, such as when he worked on experiments or had meetings with the ranks. You were too distracting and required every of his attention, which he was willing to give when you two were alone and he wasn’t busy.

“Woman. Lay down, now.” Muzan said, furrowing his brow a bit. His hands were placed on your shoulders, occasionally switching to your waist, trying to be as gentle as possible with you even if his words weren’t. He let out a exhausted sigh, getting into bed with you. He then wrapped his arms around you, holding you just firm enough so you couldn’t get up from the bed. “Missions—“ You said, still trying to free yourself from his grasps. “Darling, I’ve made it clear that i’m not letting you go on any missions while your pregnant, go to sleep.” He said. He was right, besides, you hadn’t slept in days, but you wanted to do something, anything but be in this room.

“Let go—stop it! Stop!”

Muzan eventually had to lock you up inside of your room, not allowing you out at all. He had practically began to neglect you after the first few days of staying by your side. He did bring you human flesh to eat sometimes, and spend short amounts of time with you before going back to his work. If you got into too much trouble while on your own, he’d have Kokushibo or Akaza watch you. And they watched you like a hawk. They treated you as if you were a human, and any minor injury would be treated majorly.

Muzan wanted to be near you, but he just had too much to do. Today though,Muzan had come to check on you while you were asleep. But when you heard the door open, you forced yourself awake. You felt Muzan pull the blankets over your body completely, before placing a hand on your shoulder. “Muzan..?” You mumbled, turning over to look up at him. He gave you a small smile, before getting into bed beside you. “Upper 1 told me you were crying today. What’s wrong?” He asked, and you could barely believe it. You were about to slap him, but he had caught your wrist. He was just about to lecture and scold you, but you had burst out into tears before he could.

He didn’t know that this was also just your hormones affecting your mood, and thought you were just sad. “Darling, come here.” He said, sitting the both of you up and pulling you closer, allowing you to cry into his chest. “Y-you barely ever stay with me anymore!!” You sobbed, gripping his shirt. “My love, you know I have things to do..” He said, gently stroking your head. He was being honest, but there was another reason. He wasn’t sure how to take care of someone he actually cared for who was pregnant, so he resorted to locking you away to keep you safe and away from others.

“My apologies. I’ll take you with me from now on, how’s that sound, hm?” He asked with a smile when you finally calmed down a bit, tilting your head up to look at him. You sniffled, before nodding, wiping away your tears.

#demon slayer #kny #muzan #kimetsu no yaiba muzan #muzan x y/n #muzan x reader #muzan x you

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pinejayy · 10 months

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Mine and Mine only (Muzan Kibustsuji x F!Reader)

synopsis: you were there for muzan when he was sick, you just wanted him to get better. later on you find out that he kills the man who was taking care of him, and now he’s a demon. and you’re his and his only. // spoilers from new episode

warnings: slight smut, muzan is rude, death and blood

You hated seeing your love one in so much pain, it really broke your heart. Currently you were dating the love of your life, Muzan, and you wanted nothing but for him to get better so you guys could live a happy and normal life. But the sad truth was that he wasn’t gonna live past the age of 20, but the guy who was treating him was trying his best to help him out. And of course Muzan would not appreciate it, you didn’t ask him why but it just sadden you seeing him like this.

As you and Muzan were in his room, enjoying your time together. “Sweetheart I know you’re not feeling the best but I was wondering if you wanted to take a walk while the sun sets?” You ask him, as you held his hand, giving it a slight squeeze.

Your love one couldn’t help but sigh softly as he looked at you. “I would love to but you know how the medicine makes me feel..” He said, moving his hand away from yours. Making you frown, you look away and just nodded. “I understand Love..”

As he was about to speak you guys saw the doctor walk in, he was holding a cup. “Hello sir. I have a new medicine for you..” He said, smiling at you which you returned. He turned to look at Muzan, giving him a gentle smile. “Here you go sir.” He said, handing him the cup. Muzan snatched the cup from his hand and looked at him.

“Thank you..” He hisses at him, and drinks it.

“I’m sorry sir, but I’m working on something I’m sure it’s going to help you out.” He said, and after that the man left. Leaving you and Muzan alone in the room.

Looking at him “You know you don’t have to be rude, he’s trying to help you out Love..” And Muzan quickly snapped his head towards you. “Hpmm, yeah right. He’s not doing a good at it.”

“Hey don’t be like that Muzan, you can’t be so cold..especially towards to the people who are trying to help you.” You say, placing a hand on his shoulder. But he moved his shoulder. Not wanting to feel your touch.

“Please I want to be left alone..” He said softly. You look at him and try placing your hand again on his shoulder. “ALONE! NOW! DON’T YOU UNDERSTAND Y/N!”

You whimper as he yelled at you, you just move back and nodded. “Okay sweetheart, I’m sorry.” You say, now getting up and walking to the door, before you could leave you turn around and look at him one last time. “I’ll see you tomorrow love, I love you..”

Muzan just laid on the bed and didn’t really bother answering you back. He just gave a little hum. Making you sigh and you walked off leaving him alone.

The Next Day

It was the next day and you were on your way to see your lover, you hoped that he’s in a better mood. You didn’t let his harsh attitude get to you, you know that he’s probably scared. You just wanted to be there, as you walk towards his room, he wasn’t there. How odd? He’s always there.

Maybe you should try the room of the man who’s helping him out? As you walk towards the room you couldn’t help get a feeling deep down on your stomach..as you walk to the room you were shocked when you stepped in. There was blood all over the floor.

You gasped slightly, your eyes began to water up. As you were about to back away and yell for help someone grabbed you and dragged you to the corner of the room. Letting out a scream, but you were quickly quite. A hand was over your mouth.

“Shh don’t scream sweetheart.”

Hearing Muzan’s voice, you started to calm down. He slowly lets you go and you turn around. And he seemed different, his eyes were pink. And he seemed to have more of a muscular body. “What happened to you? And what happened to him!” You say pointing at the body.

“Shh, I can’t tell you yet sweetheart. Your human mind won’t understand.” Muzan smirked at you, as he started to walk towards you. “Come here, I wanna hold you.”

“Did you do this? Did you kill him!” You say, and he just smirked nodding at your question. And you started to back away, and you were ready to run away but he was quick enough to catch you. Pinning you down to the floor.

“Please sweetheart..I’m feeling better. Isn’t this what you wanted?” He asked you, getting on top of you. “I’m better for you, for us...now I can treat you like a queen.” He leaned in and placed a small kiss against your neck. You could have sworn you felt fangs. “I can make you feel good..”

You couldn’t but blush at his words, and shook slightly. You look at the the dead body on the floor...and Muzan didn’t appreciate that you weren’t paying attention to him. He grabbed your face forcing you to look at him. “Please sweetheart I’m feeling better, don’t mind him..” He said, leaning in and placing a small kiss on your soft lips.

You of course melted at his actions, Muzan hardly showed any affection to you and now that he’s kissing you, you’re loving this and are craving for more. He smirked into the kiss. His hands were roaming around your body and you couldn’t help but blush. “Please sweetheart, I had to do it..but I’m better now.” He said as he pulled away from the kiss. “Now I can make you feel good, would you like that?”

Blushing you couldn’t help but nod at his comment. He smirked and picked you up so you would face away from the dead body that was in the room. He pins you against the floor. “Are you sure you want this, I just wanna make sure..”

You nodded and whisper a tiny “yes” making Muzan smirk and he leaned in and started to kiss your neck, finding your sweet spot and sucking on it until he left a marked on you. You were moaning slightly..what's gotten into him?

Soon after he hand his hands all over your body, and soon after you were both naked. You were blushing, as you stare at his body. Wow he looked so handsome..

“You look good sweetheart I could eat you right up.” He said, his hand slowly started to trace your stomach and slowly his fingers found their way to your wet folds. He rubbed your pink sensitive clit, making you moan softly. “M-Muzan..” You moan out.

Making him smirk at your reaction. “Yes?” He said, rubbing your clit slower, as if he was teasing you. “Do you need something?”

You couldn’t help but moan loudly now, biting your bottom lip. “I need you please, I need you inside of me..” And he just smirked at your words and pulled his fingers away from your clit, but before he pulled his fingers away from your heat he dragged one single finger on your wet slit. And then bringing that finger to his mouth sucking on it. “God you taste so good.”

Blushing you look away for a few seconds, making him chuckle. “Shh just relax and your Lord is going to make you feel good.”

And with that he grabbed his cock, slowly he started to line it up with your entrance. “This might hurt, so bare with me.” He said, and slowly he pushed the tip into your entrance making you moan out. And little by little he started to push his full length in.

Once he was fully in he stayed still for awhile letting you adjust to his size. “You feel so good wrapped around me..” He hissed out. “Just let me know when you’re ready.”

You whimper softly. “Just go slow..please.”

Muzan nodded as he placed a kiss on your cheek. And slowly he started to move his hips. He loved how you felt, he needed more but he had to hold on as he didn’t want to hurt you. “You’re doing a good job princess.”

You moan out as he was hitting your sensitive areas. You wrap your legs around him, moving your hips against his. “Please Muzan, I need more..I crave for more.”

“As you wish my love..” He said and he gripped your hips and started to move faster and rough. HIs cock thrusting in and out of you. You were a moaning mess underneath him. “Are you enjoying me cock? Do you like it when I fuck you?” He teased. He leaned and started to place kisses all over your neck, he had to hold the urge to sink his fangs into your skin..

“Yes..I love how your cock feels inside of me.” You whimper out, moaning out. God it felt so good, his cock and his kisses against your neck.

Muzan smirked as he kept on moving in and out of your heat he couldn’t help but let out a deep moan. He was hitting all the right spots. And he knows he was doing a good job with all the faces you were making and the sweet moans that were coming from your lips.

“Oh right there sweetheart.” You moan out as he hit your g-spot, and he smirked at your reaction and placed a kiss on your lips. “Oh you like that.” He said and angled himself so he could hit that spot.

“Please I’m close, please I’m so close baby..” You moan out.

He growls slightly and moans out. “Me too sweetheart. Just a little more can you handle a little more..” He said moaning out, he began to move rough making you cry out. But after a few more pumps he felt close, and he felt your walls tighten around him.

“Now sweetheart.” He said, and once he said that you both reached your climaxes and moan out. Giving a few more pumps he slowly pulled out making you whimper. Smirking as he watched his cum leak from your hole.

“That felt amazing..” You gasp out.

Muzan looked at you and he had a huge smirk across his face. “I know, and see I told I felt better..” He said, placing a small kiss on your forehead. “Just rest sweetheart you’re going to need it.”

“But what about him?” You say, as you sat up and pointed at the dead body.

“Don’t worry about that, I’ll take care of that..you just rest please.” He said. Making you nod. He helped you up and helped you lay down onto the bed that was in the room.

“I love you Muzan.” You say softly.

Making him smile, he kissed your lips and pulled away. “I love you too Y/N...But shh you need to rest. I need to tell you something important once you wake up.” You just nodded and smile at him. Soon after you slowly started to drift to sleep.

Muzan just sat there looking at you, he could just eat you up. Oh how much he loves you! Now he had to wait until you woke up so he can tell you about his new self...he wonders if you will still love him. And if you don’t he’ll simply force you to love him...He wants to show you what this new him can do. But at the end you’re always going to be his and his only

“You’re Mine and Mine only Y/N” He said to himself as he watched you sleep.

#demon slayer muzan #muzan smut #muzan x reader #muzan kibutsuji #anime #kny #demon slayer smut #demon slayer

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muzansfangs · 1 year

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Coitus interrupted.

Starring: Kokushibo x f!reader; Muzan x f!reader (separetely).

Warnings: nsfw, modern au, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, oral sex (reader receiving), language, breeding kink, mention to pregnacy (Muzan’s part), dirty talk, hair pulling, creampie

Format: short imagines.

Plot: you and your boyfriend were having a steamy make out session, but one thing leads to another and you found yourselves moaning each others name. Everything was great, until someone interrupted you. Will it kill the mood, or ignite a devious spark within them?

Author note: Dear anon, I have lost your message, but here we are! I hope you’re going to enjoy this! And, honestly, if something like that ever happened to me, I’d die of embarrassment. Oh, wait, it kind of happened once -.-“

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Muzan Kibutsuji.

Nights like this, when he came back from his business trips and his hunger for you had skyrocketed throughout the week, mind fuzzy for the hours spent in yearning for your touch, were the best ones. You knew he did not hold back.

Eyes clouded over in lust, he had discarded his briefcase carelessly on the couch and marched towards you, who were staring at him in adoration just a few feet away from him. You did not have time to greet him properly, his lips harshly captured yours in a fervent kiss. His hand slided behind your neck, tilting your head to the side for granting him a better access to your mouth.

After a couple of minutes, he pulled back to catch his breath and pressed his forehead against yours “Yes, I have missed you. – he breathed out, pushing you against the wall, careful to shield your nape from the impact by securing his hand on the back of your head – I am sorry, love, but I can’t wait” he purred, burying his mouth onto the crook of your neck and nibbling at the tender flesh in search for your sweet spot.

A series of throaty moans left your parted lips, your fingers tangling into his dark locks, as you hoisted your leg over his hip to pull him closer to you “Someone’s hungry, I see” you whispered, biting your lower lip as one of his hand slipped between you two to work on unbluckling his belt. Muzan grinned, his plum red eyes boring into yours as he finally got to unzip his trousers.

“I am so sorry for your cunt, darlin’, but my cock is begging me to let it ruin you – he uttered, hiking your skirt up to expose your clothed core and hastily pushing your panties to the side – Scream for me” he said, a devious smirk crossing his face as he freed his bulge from his tight boxer and dragged it up and down your wet folds.

Your hands gripped his firm biceps as you nodded your head at him, eager to finally welcome his shaft back between your warm walls. He did not need anything else, the pleading look in your eyes was enough to make him understand how badly you wanted it. With a quick, deep thrust he entered you. You cupped his smooth cheeks between your hands and moaned into his mouth, as he bottomed out.

“Fuck— All those years of fucking and you’re still as tight as the first time I fucked your little cunt” he hissed, his hips snapping up with deep and harsh thrust.

You moaned again, mind already fuzzy as your half-lidded eyes stared at an indefinite point behind his back. It was right in the middle of your steamy reaunion, lost into your ecstasy, that you thought you were allucinating, when you spotted a tall figure on the threshold. You squinted and you finally recognized him.

“Fuck, Kokushibo!” you squeaked out panicking, only to make Muzan freeze solid. What the hell did you just say? Were you screaming another man’s name, while climaxing around him? Did you cheat on him?

His blood ran cold as his hand grasped your jaw roughly and his plum red pinned you on the spot “What the fuck did you say, love? What’s with Kokushibo? Did he f—” he started, his voice dropping of a few octaves in a threatening tone.

“Kokushibo’s here, Muzan! Turn around!” you cut him off, cheeks flushing up in embarrassment as your husband processed what you had just said. He whipped his head to the side, glancing over his shoulder, and he saw his coworker staring at his feet uncomfortably.

Muzan sighed, his irritation fading away instantly as he nodded his head at tall man who had interrupted your reunion “What’s the matter?” he flatly asked, as you hid your face onto his chest in shame. You wanted to disappear, let the floor swallow you, but it was impossible and you were forced to stay still and witness to your worst nightmare.

Kokushibo cleared his throat, showing a phone to Muzan, before settling it on the nearest coffee table “Y-You had forgotten your phone in my car, I… See you tomorrow” the poor man stammered, blushing and stumbling towards the front door to make his getaway from the crime scene.

“Wanna stay for the show? Have you heard how delightful her moans are? – Muzan teased you and his coworker, giving you a hursh thrust to make you squeal out in pleasure – Damn, I’mma fuck a baby into you tonight” he hoarsely said, turning his head back towards you and ignoring the fact that Kokushibo had not wasted any more precious time to leave your house.

“M-Muzan, please…” you whined, staring up at him bashfully.

He chortled, picking you up and walking towards the couch, dropping you onto it and helping you to get on all four “Beg all you want, darling. I am a little bit upset you know? For a second, I had thought you had cheated on him with him. – he said through gritted teeth, grabbing a fist of your hair and forcing you to arch your back for him – Consider this my payback” he added, before shoving his length into you again.

And, dear God, he lasted for hours and, maybe, he really got you pregnant that night.

Kokushibo.

You were sitting on Kokushibo’s lap, wearing nothing but your panties and one of his oversized t-shirts, as you watched a movie at this place. The summer heat was too intense to go out and you had thought that, staying over and cuddling with the help of the cool the air-conditioner, was a good idea. Additionally, Yoriichi would have not come back until later in the evening and it was your chance to finally have some privacy with your boyfriend.

You were fidgeting with your bracelet absent-mindedly, when it slipped your fingers and landed underneath the coffee table at your feet.

You were still focused on the screen, not really paying much attention to your boyfriend, when you climbed down from his lap and bent to the floor to reach it. Unfortunately, you had to stretch your arm a little more to get it and you were forced to slither down until your chest grazed the carpet and your ass was held up by the pose you had struck, exposing it at the vicious maroon eyes of the Tsugikuni twin.

You had finally grasped your silvery bracelet, when you yelped out in surprise at the sudden smack on your arse. You blushed, glancing over your shoulder to shoot an interrogative look at your boyfriend “What was that?” you asked him, arching an eyebrow up as you slowly stood up.

He did not reply at first, he sighed and simply grabbed the remote, turning off the tv. You knew something was on his mind by the way he was taking his time in pondering what to do. You cocked your head to the side, sitting down beside him and planting a kiss on his cheek.

“What’s wrong, babe?” you whispered, resting your chin on the top of his shoulder as you waited for him to open up and speak his thoughts.

“Sit on my face… – he blurted down then, placing his large hand on your thigh and giving it a firm squeeze – Please” he added shortly, sending shivers down your spine. His tone was serious, his eyes sparkling with a malicious glint that only revealed what he had in store for you. You blushed as his hand travelled up your leg, until he reached the hem of your panties. You knew exactly what you had to do. Kokushibo praised you day and night and was not a selfish man seeking only his ultimate pleasure. However, when it came down to giving head, he was definitely prone to be a receiver, not a giver and you would have been damned, if you were going to lose your chance to enjoy a good oral session.

Therefore, you stood up, watching your boyfriend laying on his back, moistening his lips in anticipation. You did not waste time in getting rid of your panties and, with Kokushibo’s help, you straddled his face. Once your heat was right above his mouth, you felt his tongue licking a stripe down your folds, eliciting a soft moan from you. His hands gripped your legs, caging you into this position, enjoying the way you squirmed above him with every flick of his tongue.

“Koku— Argh, please, don’t stop” you cried out, lolling your head back in ecstasy as he sucked on your throbbing clitoris.

You were so lost into the realm of pleasure, eyes closed as you neared your climax, that you had not noticed your brother-in-law staring at you riding his brother’s face. You moaned, arching your back as your orgasm engulfed your stomach, causing the shy twin to drop his packets in shock.

Your eyes snapped open, shrieking in fear, as you quickly tried to pull the shirt down to cover your pussy from the other twin’s eyes “Yoriichi! Gosh! Don’t stand here!” you yelled, hopping down from the couch and from of your boyfriend’s face. Kokushibo was absolutely shocked, face beet red as he wiped away your juices coating his chin with the back of his hand.

“I think I’ve forgotten to… buy something” Yoriichi commented, leaving the living room in a nick of time.

Your boyfriend, naturally, did not recover from the traumatic event he had just experienced. He would have never forgotten Yoriichi’s face staring at you two judgementally. From that day on, you two only made love in your house, safe from Yoriichi’s eyes.

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